#And he drove so fast and i was just a meter away from getting hit

[arkturusz]

@cult-of-the-eye here it is, hope you like it :3

MAG[REDACTED] - Blood in the Machine

Anonymous statement, regarding the statement maker's purchase and use of a strange desktop computer. Original statement given 4th of February 2024, recording by Arcturus Walker, head archivist of the Magnus Institute, Budapest. Put to tape on the 21st of March 2024. Statement begins:

I don't want to go into details as to why I came to make this decision. It was an offer too good to be true, just what a struggling university student needed: a cheap PC with great specs and with only 2 years of usage. I know how some sellers put enticing prices on Facebook Marketplace just to drop the real deal in later messages, but that wasn't the case. The owner got his hands on "something better" and saw no use in keeping this one around so he asked for the bare minimum that would still be a deal to him.

I went to pick up the desktop, it was a city away so I drove there. It was a bit weird how creeping closer to the destination all we had were dirt roads. I live in the suburbs, I know not all city councils pay it enough attention, but these weren't those dusty solid roads. These were muddy, the tracks barely visible and overgrown with grass. No, not grass, something more- vibrant.

The roads branched off a few hundred meters from my destination, only one going in its general direction so I followed it. I reached a house, no buildings in its neighborhood, crop fields on one side, a small forest on the other, the kind that always seems way more moist than the weather would allow it and always has that smell of thick mud and insects. I could only *enjoy* that for a moment before I got hit with something else, something fleshier. It was a stench that burnt into my nostrils. I try not to judge a house by the smell, my parents were chainsmokers and I've always been more ashamed to bring friends home than it seemed they were bothered by the odor. Assuming I just met a butcher, or really just someone that keeps their own livestock I headed inside.

It felt like a hallucination, it really did. I stepped into a corridor, my lungs full of the dull yet powerful stench that covered everything. My brain felt foggy and with a headache that felt like pressure on my skull I continued inside. I was hoping to pick up the computer and get going right away, and I did my best to accomplish just that. I lifted the PC which was rather heavy and hurried back the way I came when something caught my attention. As I was putting my shoes on my brain alerted me of movement. From all around. The walls seemed to have this rhythmic pulse to them. If I wasn't at the doorstep I would've fainted, that's for sure, but I made it out to my car, telling myself it's the headache getting to me.

The drive back was nothing out of the ordinary, but that foul smell just wouldn't leave my nose. I parked, opened my boot and to no surprise the aroma oozed out of the case like a thick invisible fog, bringing back that numbing pressure that I felt earlier. I grabbed all the cleaning chemicals and similar that I could find lying around, giving it a thorough rub on the outside. I pride myself on my expertise in software, but the hardware always confused me and I never bothered to learn it. Thus I did not want to open it up, which proved to be a grave mistake.

For 6 months straight there seemed to have been no problem with the PC. It worked as intended, was just as fast as I expected and the smell was only noticeable if you got up close to sniff the case. Which I didn't. But two days ago I didn't need to either. I woke up to a strange smell. It wasn't as strong or numbing as the one I felt at the house but it certainly wasn't pleasant. We had maintenance that night, we were notified that from 10pm we should be expecting a blackout. I didn't mind, but it seemed that whatever was in my computer did not like it. I decided to give it another round of cleaning once I was done with my cup of coffee. I dressed up and went to pull out the cables on the back, but they were a lot harder to unplug than I remembered. I ripped out the one which was most limiting length-wise and I pulled the rest of the case out from under my desk. As I saw the back of the PC I had to stop myself from throwing up.

Now I'm not afraid of gore, I grew up in a generation (and the subcultures) that made it such a commonplace it's usually unamusing. On screen, at least. But I didn't expect to come face to face with a chunk of skin stretching across where my plugs should have been. The cable I ripped out laid on the floor, a dark red liquid dripping from it, staining my carpet. Same thing could be found on the back of the case. Turns out the cable wasn't just stuck, it was *integrated* into the fleshy mess that shouldn't have been there.

That's when I got a screwdriver and ripped the case open. It seemed like the only logical way to deal with whatever infested my computer and I didn't know what else I could do. The case came away like a sticker, the inside melted to a wall of human-like skin, peeling away it left a residue of perspiration on the plastic.

The flesh monster's skin seemed to have formed a block, covering its insides from all angles, pressing against the vents and pushing out through the outlets. The cord I ripped had left a nasty hole that started to scar up, but I wanted to see what I was up against and I *didn't let it*. I scraped away the scar tissue with the screwdriver and pushed it through the wound, detaching the vein that supplied my cable from the wall of skin. The case still hugging it from the outside cast a shadow that made it hard for me to see in, so I turned on my flashlight, stretching at the hole with my tool, trying to take a peek.

I saw veins running across the surface, the inside was humid and *warm*, at least warmer than room temperature but it wasn't the heat of a working human body. It was starting to cool. In the middle of the case I saw something heavy, a huge knot in the middle of the circulatory system which kept beating in a steady rhythm. It was slow, the pulse was invisible from the outside, yet it kept pushing blood through the opening, trying to close it up, but the scarring slowed down significantly from when I first ripped that cable out. It ran on electricity, it had to have been the case, the inside had a greenish tone from what I could make out, meaning that during the blackout it started rotting. The system that somehow ran like a normal computer for months started to decay, which reminded me of the smell my brain ignored from my initial shock that once again sat heavy in my lungs.

I did not reconnect it but I didn't know what to do with it either. Who would have I called? I scoured the internet to find your institute, and I left my PC to you. Past making this statement I wish not to associate myself with this case any longer.

Statement ends. First thing after reading this statement I went down to artifact storage to ask about this curio. Turns out whoever left it to us delivered it too late, the "heart" was not beating and the thing once stretched against the walls of it's case now sat collapsed and rotten in the organic section, making any other follow-up almost impossible. Looking for the flesh house also yielded no results, meaning I will put this case to rest as-is. What does keep me wondering are the intentions of the seller. Why would an avatar of the Flesh sell a piece of itself to an unsuspecting individual? There was no mention of the *flesh block* attempting to leave its case meaning there was no intention of spreading the system either. Maybe they didn't intend the buyer to possess it for so long, maybe they tried to alert us of their vicinity. But they failed. They left us with a cold trail. *sigh* Recording ends

This is episode one of my series I call MAGREDACTED, here are all the episodes out now:

The Vast The Stranger The Dark

New episodes will be posted over on @archivus !

#tma #tma fanart #MAGREDACTED #originals #tma fanepisode #the flesh #writing #jon sims

[partyofwords]

Radar Love ~ *Rio Mason Busujima*

Summary: Rio can sense you need him. So he drives as fast as he can to get to you. Just call it radar love.

Pairing: Rio Mason Busujima X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Oneshot

Word Count: 1051

Warning: N/A

Masterlist

A/N: Inspired by the song Radar Love by the Golden Earring

Taglist: @soulangel​

The quiet night was permeated by the sound of an engine’s low rumble. Rio didn’t often drive, but something was bothering him. He couldn’t help but feel like something was wrong and he needed to get to you as soon as possible. So he took his jeep out of storage to drive to you.

Now, he wasn’t doing this on a whim. He had had this feeling all night, but he didn’t understand why. But he knew now. You needed him and he wasn’t not going to leave you alone any longer. So he got up from his spot by his campfire, doused it, secured his campsite with a trillion boobytraps that could be seen as overkill, and grabbed his jeep. Now he was driving as fast as he could to you, on the other side of Yokohama.

As soon as he got in his jeep, he had plugged in his dead phone, which started charging immediately. It didn’t take long for it to alert him with a text from you. It was four simple words that drove him to get to you as fast as possible:

“I need you here.”

Glancing at the time, Rio noted it was half past four in the morning. Knowing you, you were worried or sad about something. He didn’t want to pry until he had you in his arms. He was afraid if he asked you about why you needed him, you would start to break down again. He needed to be with you now. If that meant pushing his jeep to its limit, that’s what it meant.

While he drove down the highway, he could feel your loneliness and sorrow, as if you were sitting next to him right now. It made his heart ache. You were usually so strong and capable. But tonight was different. You needed him to hold you together, and he was willing to crawl through oceans and deserts to be there for you.

Samatoki and Jyuto would often tease Rio that he was too dense and didn’t understand people’s true feelings. For the most part, that was true. But for you, it was like you were an open book. He understood your deepest desires and secret dreams as if they were his own. That’s what he loved about you. He understood you better than anyone else in his life.

As he raced through Yokohama, his radio was playing faintly in the background. He couldn’t make out the words, but he didn’t change the station or turn it off. Rio was effectively hypnotized by the road. He had to get to you as soon as possible. He already had a feeling he was gone too long. You needed him now and he wasn’t there. So, making sure there was no one around to catch him, he sped off even faster.

It wasn’t too long when he realized he was halfway there. A small smile tried to worm its way onto his face, but he shook it away. No, he needed to stay focused. He needed to get to you now. Come hell or high water, he would have you in his arms before the end of the hour. So he applied a little more pressure on the gas pedal. Anything to go faster, go further, and get to you sooner.

A quick glance at his gas meter and he noticed he was running low on fuel. Going fast was not helping, he deduced. But he couldn’t risk being away from you a minute more. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down, he slowed slightly. Just enough that he wasn’t going too much over the speed limit, but also fast enough that he would still get to you in time.

Rio needed to relax. Yes, he had to get to you, but not at the cost of his life or his car. He still had to be smart and safer about this. And so he kept taking deep breaths to calm his anxiety somewhat. He saw other cars starting to hit the road along with him. It was still the middle of the night which meant night crew people were out and about. He didn’t let anyone slow him down. He passed dozens of slow cars and matched the speed of the few fast cars. No matter what, no one was going to stop him from getting to you. Not himself, not other people, no one.

The radio changed it’s song, but again, he was too focused to care. He was almost there. As he passed by familiar buildings, he knew he was getting closer to your apartment. The feeling of needing and longing that he could feel coming from you was getting stronger. His pull to drive him forward increased. He was almost there, you just had to wait a few minutes longer.

Finally, after what felt like hours of driving, but was only forty minutes, he finally saw your apartment building. A sigh of relief escaped and he allowed that small, simple smile onto his face. It felt like he could breathe easier now. You were almost within his reach. He just needed to park, enter the building, climb to your room, and enter your door. Then you would be back in his arms, where you belong.

After parking in the parking garage, Rio practically jogged into your apartment building and took the stairs three at a time. It was a short trip down the hall before he was standing right in front of your door. Taking a deep breath, he knocked three times.

The door flung open and there you were. He took in your rumpled appearance and tear-stained eyes. His heart cracked. However, your voice didn’t shake as you spoke.

“You came.”

“You needed me.”

With a choked sob, you flung yourself into his arms, and he caught you deftly. His smile grew slightly. This was what home felt like. You wrapped snugly in his arms, his head resting on your shoulder. You were both exactly where you belonged. And he wouldn’t trade it for the world.

As he helped you back into bed, his smile grew once more as he heard you whisper in his ear:

“You and that radar love of yours. Don’t know what I would do without it.”

#Hypnosis Mic #Hypnosis Mic Fanfiction #Hypnosis Mic Oneshot #Anime #Anime Fanfiction #Anime Oneshot #Rio Mason Busujima #Rio Mason Busujima X Reader #Rio Mason Busujima Fanfiction #Rio Mason Busujima Oneshot #Rio Mason Busujima Fluff #Rio #Rio X Reader #Rio Fanfiction #Rio Oneshot #Rio Fluff #Oneshot #Fluff #Angst

[urgirlmoon]

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⇢Genre: Fluff

⇢AU: Fast and Furious

⇢Warnings: Cussing, fights, mentions of blood, nicknames used for y/n not by Lee Know (princess, doll, darling, barbie, etc), female reader

Request: No

⇢Characters: Lee Know, Y/n

⇢Word Count: 815

This is my first post so I’m sorry if it’s bad 😭

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You were a famous illegal street racer, pretty amazing for a girl. You caught the eye of one of your best friends, Hyunjin, friends, Lee Know. Of course if the course of your career and getting to know Minho, your feelings started to grow, and his too, eventually a relationship blossomed, which wasn’t unexpected.

“Just be careful alright?” Minho said softly in your ear as you leaned against your car and he was standing in front of you. Your arms around his neck and his wrapped around your waist “Of course.” You said back.

“So this is the princess of street racing” A voice said, a snobby voice at that. You turned your head and stood up from leaning on your car and Minho stood beside you one arm still wrapped around your waist and you crossed your arms “Call me what you will. Who are you?” You said glaring. “I, doll, and the one who you are racing tonight.” He said smirking.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes “Okay.” You said The other 7 boys watching from behind you “Oh is the Barbie scared?” The man asked. “I’m not. What’s your name by the way?” You asked.

“Nam-joon.” He said and you smirked “Well, Nam-joon, may the best racer win.” You said sticking your hand out to shake and he looked at it “Sorry darling but I don’t shake hands with losers.” Nam-joon said and you took your hand back “Alright. Fine, but don’t come crying to me after you lose.” You said and turned and walked away.

Minho loved when you were sassy. You were way different here than when you were alone with him.

After about 30 minutes you got in your car and Minho was standing at the door “Be careful, I know you.” He said and you looked up at him “I will be.” You said and he kissed you before shutting the door.

You turned on the car and revved it. You shifted the shift stick and drove to the starting line. Nam-joon pulling up beside you and revving his engine. You smiled at him and watched as Felix walked in front of the cars with a flag. You smirked and revved your engine again. Felix smiled at you and held the flag up. You got ready. Hand on the shifter and the swing the flag down.

The race was on. You were first. The first turn was coming up. You knew this course like the back of your hand, you could drive it with your eyes closed. You turned the wheel hard and hit the brakes and drifted the corner. shifting to second then hitting the gas again. The second turn a few meters away. Nam-joon was gaining on you and you shifted to third, the second turn finally coming up. You drifted it on the inside and was still in front. You had 8 more.

Finally, the last turn was coming up. Nam-joon was in front. You huffed and shifted again. The last turn was the hardest. You took a deep breath and drifted it perfectly, Nam-joon losing control. You finished first Nam-joon a few seconds after you.

You stopped your car in your spot and got out of your car, your friends and random fans surrounding you. Minho hugged you and then kissed you. You laughed and Nam-joon then came up to you with his girlfriend. He handed you the money for winning.

As he walked away his girlfriend said “I wonder how she even had a boyfriend, she’s to boyish.” You obviously heard it and said “What did you say?”

“Oh you heard me slut.” She said turning around. “Oh me? You’re just with your boyfriend for the money.” You said scoffing. “Wanna say that to my face bitch?” She said getting in your face “Yeah. You’re just with him for money.” You said back in a matter of fact tone and she threw a punch.

You obviously threw one back and that started a fight. You were eventually pulled off by Minho. The girl all bloody. You glared at her and turned around walking away with Minho.

You then heard cop sirens and looked at Minho. “Everyone get out of here!” You yelled and ran to your car pulling Minho “Get in!” You said. “What?!” He yelled. “Get in!” You said back and he did and you drove off till you were home.

As soon as you got home you and Minho walked in laughing your asses off and fell on the couch. “Tonight was eventful” He said and you nodded finally breathing. “That it was.” You said and leaned on his shoulder “Maybe i could teach our kids to drive.” You said jokingly and Minho immediately said “Yeah no.” causing both of you to bust out laughing. This is normally how the night ends.

#stray kids x reader #lee minho #lee know #stray kids #k pop

[getitinbusan]

Church

For all you dirty little sinners on this holy weekend...

A one night stand with the hottest guy in town becomes a religious experience. Pure SMUT!

You liked him, who in town didn’t? If legend was right, Jungkook's cock was as big as his ego and you wanted it.

Feeling drunk and brave you caught him alone. He was standing waiting for drinks at the bar and you suddenly felt thirsty.

Sliding up beside him you wasted no time. "Take me home."

He smiled and poked his tongue into his cheek. "Let’s go."

His hands were already under your skirt in the Uber, did he even know your name? Did either of you care?

The driver kept watch from the rear view, you may as well put on a good show. Pulling down your tank top, your breast popped out of the tight fabric.

"Fuck, you certainly aren't shy."

Jungkook whined greedily while nibbling and sucking at your nipple. His eager fingers easily found your wetness and dipped repeatedly inside you, the squelch making the drivers cock stiffer.

"I’ll shut the meter off if you make her cum in front of me."

"Keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the fucking wheel asshole."

Agrivated by the interuption he squeezed your tit while staring at the older man. "Drive faster, and if you interrupt us again I’ll tank your rating."

Pulling up to your place you broke away from his kiss to unlock the door.

"Wait is this a fucking church?" He laughed at the prospect.

Clutching his white T-shirt you pulled him inside. "It used to be, want to see my confessional?"

"I want to see everything," he growled

He moved to lift your top off but you stopped him. Pulling him by the belt loops you led him to the stark wooden confession closet.

"You weren’t kidding, shit…" he ran his hand down the robe that was hanging beside it and raised his eyebrows at the white collar.

You gave him a devilish grin, "So what? I like to roleplay."

You pushed him onto the hard bench, "If you sit here and tell me your sins I’ll get on my knees and do your penance."  

His jeans were tight around his thighs, his hard cock outlined by the taught denim. Fuck, he had to be 7 inches at the least.

Your knees hit the ground hard but the bruises would definitely be worth it.

Dragging your bottom lip through your teeth you looked up at him and smiled, "Do you want to fuck my face?"

He growled while unzipping himself. Pulling his cock out like a trophy he stroked it proudly in front of you.

Opening your mouth eagerly, he rubbed the tip across your wet outstretched tongue and smiled.

"Can you take it all or are we wasting my time?"

"Does it look like I brought you here to play?" You held him straight and stiff, taking in his full shaft till your nose was flush with his skin.

"Why’d you wait so long to introduce yourself?" he panted.

You let your lips gently slide back up the protruding veins.

"But I haven’t introduced myself at all, you have no idea who the fuck I am." You sucked one more time. "And doesn’t that make this feel even better Kookie?"

Baptizing his cock with your spit  you let your hand work his length as you sinfully stared up at him.

"Fuck that feels good."

You rubbed your hands in between his thighs, gripping gently on his testicles while sinking him into your throat again. Holding him there you moaned, goosebumps took over his skin and his head fell back.

"What do you like Jungkook, fast or slow?" you sucked.

"Fast"

"Shallow or deep?" you sucked again.

"Fuck…fucking deep."

"Hard or soft?" you swirled your tongue.

"Jesus Christ, your such a good little cock tease."

"You shouldn’t take the Lord’s name in vain Jungkook, it’s a sin." You smiled scraping your teeth gently over his tip.

Leaning back against the wall you instructed him, "Stand up for me baby."

Pulling his pants off the rest of the way you guided his leg to rest bent, on the preacher’s seat.

Beckoning his hips closer you wrapped your mouth back around his throbbing dick. Grabbing his ass you pulled him deep into your throat, his eyes clamped tightly as he began thrusting on his own.

Faster, harder, deeper just how he liked it, streams of drool falling onto your shirt as he used your mouth to get himself off.

His testicles grew tight in your hand, he was almost there. Pressing the delicate area around his perineum he let out a guttural moan and promptly blew his load down your throat.

"I don’t know what the hell you just did but holy shit I liked it." He was out of breath already.

You stood up and undressed yourself, hungry for it to be your turn.

Wrapping his strong arms around you he picked you up. "Now where?"

His cock was already back from the dead, poking at your core teasing it with his every step.

"Over here." He set you on top the wooden table, "Fuck me Jungkook, I need you in me."

You pulled his hair as he drove his cock into your wetness. "Oh god yes, fuck me…hard...please."

Each thrust hit deep stretching you out. Your pussy lips hugging him tightly oozed your milky white excitement over his length. The man not only knew how to fuck, he knew how to please. Bending his knees and angeling upwards the head of his cock rubbed perfectly over your g spot.

"You’re so good at this, your reputation is well earned."

He smiled and rolled his hips into you slowly catching friction on your clit.

"Lay back."

He licked his fingers and rolled your nipples between them. "Are you going be a good little angel and cum for me? I want to taste how good I’ve made you feel."

He gave a few more rolls into you, his name echoing throughout the hallowed space as you cried it out while you came.  

While you lay there still reeling he dropped to his knees. His soft tongue moved over your swollen cunt taking long languid licks and gentle sucks. His mouth cleaned your mess like some devilish aftercare meant to entice you into more.

He gathered the last of your arousal on his tongue and french kissed it into your mouth like a whore's communion.

"You taste like temptation."

"So don't stop," you grabbed his hand and took the lead.

He followed closely walking up the three stairs behind you. "Of course your beds where the altar should be."

"The space is designed for religious experiences Jungkook. Why don't you show me what heaven feels like?"

He sat down on the edge of the bed pulling you to stand between his thighs.

"How do you know I'm not the devil?" He sucked your nipple reverently between his lips.

"Funny you think I'm not already destined for hell." You bit your lip and he sighed, both ready to stop the banter and get back to fucking.

Flipping you quickly he bent you over the bed and rammed himself into your hole. As his balls wildly slapped between your thighs, you knew his greed wouldn't be letting you get another finale without intervention.

Reaching for your small satin pillow you shoved it snugly under you. It was no stranger to your cunt, and with every thrust your clit humped it's way to orgasm against its silky fabric.

Sweat rolled down his arm as he pulled his creamy cock out and stroked himself to his own end. His ropes of sticky cum shot over your ass in warm splatters as you satisfied yourself, moaning into the mattress.

He flopped down on the bed beside you. "That was fucking amazing...."

His breathing was labored. "Listen, I’m not really the type of guy to stick around.."

You laughed, "Did I ask to meet your fucking parents?"

He rolled up onto his elbow and furrowed his brow trying to read your thoughts. "So this was really just sex?"

"No," you shook your head. "It was just REALLY GREAT sex."

Smiling yet confused he got up and began gathering his scattered clothes. Like he'd had a sudden ephinany he turned back around.

"If I stay can I put on the collar and robe?"

#jungkook smut #bts smut #jungkook #bts #a present from the easter bunny #enjoy your dirty thoughts during mass #nochu #2021 upgrade

[just-dreaming-marvel]

Out Of Time ~ 131

MASTERLIST

< previous chapter

Word Count: 3,805ish

Summary: The fight continues.

“Y/N? Did you do it?” Steve asked, still fighting off the creatures attacking them. No answer though. “Y/N?” Still nothing. “I need eyes on Y/N!”

“I’m heading to the lab now!” Bucky responded.

“She seems to be in a trance,” Shuri finally answered, coming up to Y/N. “Her eyes are glowing the same color as the Stone, but it’s clear she’s not really here.”

“And the Stone?” Steve wondered.

“Floating in between her hands. But I can already tell there’s a protective barrier around it. We won’t be able to get to it.”

“I’m here! I’me here!” Bucky exclaimed, running to Y/N’s side. “Shit.” He knelt in front of her, knowing not to touch her. “Steve, we’re going to have to wait this out. Waking her isn’t going to be a smart option.”

“Stay by her side then! She’s one of the few things stopping Thanos from succeeding.”

“On it.”

“I’m going to secure the lab,” Shuri stated, rushing off with the guards.

“Oh, doll,” Bucky sighed. “Where’ve you gone now?”

~~~

Y/N was kneeling in the common room of the SHIELD base she had once called home. Everything had an orange tint to it, so she knew she was in the Soul Dimension. Standing up, she observed the room. No one was there and it looked like it had those many years ago when they first had found the base. Untouched, undamaged, ready and waiting for adventure.

Confused as to why she was there, Y/N stood up and began to make her way around the base. Memories of all the good times and bad she had shared with the team crossed her mind. She had completely forgotten about the troubles in reality as she wondered, eventually finding her way to Coulson’s office. With a shaky breath, she opened the door. Looking around, she froze when her eyes saw it. Saw him.

“Hey, Y/N,” Coulson smiled. He was in a black suit, sitting against his desk. “Told you I’d always be there.”

“Phil?” Y/N gasped. “What… how… this means… you died.”

“About a week ago.” Coulson stood up straight, unbuttoning his jacket. “May should have sent you a letter. Though, I understand why you haven’t gotten in yet.”

“Why are you here?”

“Don’t know,” he shrugged. “The Stone brought me here. I immediately knew it was because of you though. What’s going on?”

“I… Thanos is coming for the Stones. I was in Wakanda, trying to destroy the Soul Stone and now I’m here.” Y/N looked around. “They told me… they warned me.”

“Who warned you? About what?”

“The Stones warned me that if I tried to stop them, they would stop me. This is them doing that.”

“Why would they do that though? Aren’t you suppose to save the universe or something?”

“I am… just not yet… people are going to die. And I won’t be able to stop it…”

“People die every day, not everyone’s deaths is your fault.”

Y/N shook her head. “This is different though, Phil. So very different.”

Coulson sighed and walked over so that he was standing in front of Y/N. “Always been so stubborn and full of heart. But instead of staying here feeling guilty about it all, before it even happens, you need to focus and beat this Stone out.” He set his hands on her shoulders, looking at her square on. “You need to get out there and help everyone else.”

“I don’t—“

“No excuses. Focus. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and focus.”

~~~ 

Back on Titan, the small team there was trying to recover from a moon being thrown at them. Iron Man took the biggest hit. Moon-chunks were still flying everyone, with random debris as well. Mantis, Drax, and Star-Lord were all unconscious, flying through the air. Luckily, Spider-Man was still conscious. He swung through the air, catching the unconscious Guardians.

“I got you!” Spider-Man exclaimed, webbing Mantis. “I got you!” He snagged Drax next, securing both of them to something not moving. “I’m sorry I can’t remember anybody’s names!” He then reeled in Star-Lord.

Dr. Strange and Thanos began battling each other. Both using their available powers to counter the other. After Strange duplicated himself, Thanos used the Reality and Power Stones to discover the real one. He then used the Reality and Space Stones to pull Strange forward, letting Thanos grasp him by the throat.

“You’re full of tricks, wizard,” Thanos said, reaching for the necklace holding the Time Stone.

“No!” Strange yelled as Thanos snapped the necklace from his neck.

“Yet you never once used your greatest weapon.” Thanos crushed the necklace with his bare hand. “A fake.”

Angry, Thanos threw Dr. Strange and his head hit a rock, causing him to pass out. Almost simultaneously, a red and gold device slapped into the palm of the Infinity Gauntlet, bracing the fingers open. Iron Man then made a fast and hard entrance.

“You throw another moon at me, and I’m gonna to lose it,” Tony said, clearly done with Thanos.

“Stark,” Thanos greeted.

“You know me?”

“I do. You and the girl aren’t the only one cursed with knowledge.”

“My only curse is you.”

Small rockets popped out of Iron Man’s back and launched at Thanos. The rockets all exploded on target, momentarily shrouding Thanos in smoke. Before it cleared, Iron Man pile drove into Thanos horizontally, using his single super jet boot. As he bounced off, Tony flipped and stuck the landing, immediately re-configuring his boots into ground clamps and his gloves into rocket-driven battering rams, punching Thanos into the ruined wall behind him.

Thanos shook it off quickly. He reached forward and tore Iron Man’s helmet off, revealing Tony's surprised expression before the suit recovered automatically and re-formed his head protection. Thanos made use of the delay and punched back hard, sending Tony sliding meters away and giving Thanos time to rip the brace device off the gauntlet. He immediately used the Power Stone to stream energy at Tony, who formed a shield to kneel behind just as instantly, getting pushed back even further by the incredible force.

Iron Man slid out from behind the shield, letting the angled energy push him away for a faster start, and whipped back to Thanos. Tony kicked at the Titan with his left foot, turning the boot into a ground clamp at the same time to pin the gauntlet. He kept twisting while his left glove became a ran again, slamming into Thanos’ face and cutting his cheek.

“All that for a drop of blood,” Thanos panted.

Thanos smiled before punching Iron Man, sending him pinwheeling. He then started beating him with his fists. Iron Man attempted to block the blows with his forearms, but Thanos was relentless, picking him up by the helmet and blasting his midsection with the Power Stone. The gaps in the nano tech suit were gaping, as the armor lost the ability to recover from the intensity and extent of the damage. 

Iron Man landed hard from the Power blast, struggled to one knee and fired his right hand repulsor at the inexorable Thanos; the beam was easily deflected by the gauntlet. Tony got to both feet as the suit tried to complete repairs, adding the beam from his left hand as well. Thanos walked right up to him, and backhanded the incomplete helmet completely off Tony's head. He crossed his arms to block a blow from Thanos' gauntlet, and had his left hand caught over his head. 

In desperation, Tony formed what's left of his right glove into a short-sword, which was also easily caught by Thanos, snapping it off clean and driving it through Tony's left side. Thanos then walked Tony back until he was sitting, and placed the gauntlet almost comfortingly on Tony’s head.

“You have my respect, Stark,” Thanos said. “When I’m done, half of humanity will still be alive.” He let go, straightened and stepped back. “I hope they remember you.”

Tony was a little distracted with the pain, blood drooling out of his mouth and compromised breathing. Thanos raised the gauntlet, closing his fist, all three of the Stones glowing.

“Wait,” Thanos said, noticing the problem. He unlisted his hand and looked at the side of the gauntlet where the Stones sat. “The Soul Stone,” he growled. He looked around, realizing that someone had been missing from he whole fight. “The girl.” He glared at Tony. “Where is she?”

“Away… from here,” Tony panted.

“AHH!” Thanos screamed, powering up the gauntlet. 

“STOP!” Strange shouted. “Spare his life… and I will give you the Stone.”

“No tricks.” Strange shook his head and Thanos pointed the gauntlet at him instead.

“Don’t!” Tony pled.

Dr. Strange reached up and plucked the Time Stone out of its hiding place. His opened his tremoring hand and the Stone floated to Thanos. Strange and Tony watched as Thanos took the Stone and dropped it into the thumb setting, the energy pulse making him wince.

“Two to go,” Thanos stated.

An energy blast hit the gauntlet and Thanos grimaced in surprise. Screaming in incoherent rage, with his helmet up and firing from both hands, Quill came flying straight for Thanos. Thanos didn’t bother responding to the assault, simply using the Space Stone to disappear. Star-Lord flew through where Thanos had been and crashed, rolling several times.

“Where is he?!” Quill exclaimed, standing and de-helmeting. Tony was stitching up his stab wound with his suit. “Did we just lose?”

Tony looked at Dr. Strange, clearly saddened. “Why would you do that?” He asked.

“We’re in the Endgame now,” Strange responded.

~~~

“Focus harder, Y/N!” Coulson ordered. “The Stone is trying to keep you in here. You need to get out there and help your team.”

“I know, Phil!” Y/N responded, frustrated. She ran her hands down her face. “I know…”

“Momma!” She heard a boy’s distance cries. “Momma!”

Y/N looked up, standing front he seat she was in. “Is that… no. Impossible. He’d be just a year.”

“Age doesn’t work the same in the Soul Stone,” Coulson replied.

“Momma!” The cry was frantic, clearly something was wrong.

“AJ?” Y/N responded.

“Momma!” 

“AJ!”

A little boy, probably no more than six, came barreling into the room. He quickly latched onto Y/N and she bent down to hold onto him.

“AJ,” she whispered, a tear slipping down her cheek. She pulled back and knelt down, cupping his cheeks. “You’re so big.” He was the perfect mix of Y/N and Tony.

“There’s a problem, momma,” the little boy told her, trying to catch his breath. 

“A problem? What’s the problem?”

“With daddy! He’s in trouble.”

“Dad? What’s wrong with Tony?”

“Thanos hurt him and now Thanos is headed for Earth. You have to do something.”

“I will, sweetheart,” she pressed a kiss to his head. “I will. Can you do something for me, AJ?”

“Of course, momma.” 

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at her son. “Stay with Uncle Phil, okay? He’ll take care of you while I can’t. And don’t worry about me or your dad. I’m going to fix this.”

“Okay, momma.”

“Your momma and daddy love and miss you so much, you know that right?”

“I do,” the little boy nodded. “I love you too.”

Y/N gave a teary eyes, tight lipped smile. “That’s a good boy. You go stand back with Uncle Phil, alright?”

“Alright momma.”

She stood up as her son hurried over to Coulson. Her and Coulson made eye-contact. “Take care of him.”

“Are you kidding?” Coulson smiled, picking up AJ. “I’ve always wanted to be Uncle Phil. Now, focus.”

Y/N nodded, taking a deep breath. She held her hands in front of her, palms up, as she closed her eyes. She could feel the Stone pushing against her, wanting to keep her there. But she wouldn’t let it, she had to be stronger. Focusing on the need to leave and the power surrounding her, Y/N began to channel it. Quickly, she could feel the power building inside her, begging to be let free.

“Keep going momma!” She could hear AJ cheer.

Y/N took in as much power as she could, before she felt like she would explode. Opening her eyes, she looked at Phil and AJ. They were both taken back my the incredibly amber shade Y/N’s eyes had taken, but they knew it was the Stones.

“Don’t let him forget me,” she told Phil.

“Never,” he responded.

With one last look at her son, Y/N closed her eyes and turned away. Letting out a painfully scream, the power inside her blasted out, cracking the inner walls of the Soul Stone.

~~~

“Bucky!” Steve called. “How’s it going up there?”

“She hasn’t moved, Steve,” Bucky responded with a shake of his head. “She’s— wait.” Bucky looked closer at the Stone floating between her palms. “The Stones cracking. She’s doing it!”

“Let me know when she’s done.”

“Come on, Y/N,” Bucky muttered. “You can do it, doll.”

As the Stone shattered into pieces, falling onto the ground, Y/N shouted out in pain. Her hands found the floor, stabilizing her from falling on her face.

“Oh my— Steve, she did it,” Bucky told the others, pulling Y/N into his chest. “She destroyed the Stone.”

“Good,” Steve replied. “Now you two need to get down here and help us hold them from getting Vision.”

Bucky held Y/N close, pressing a kiss to her hair. “You did it, doll.” He rocked them. “You did it.”

“Bucky…” she whispered, pushing away to see his face. “I—“

“Everyone, on my position,” Steve directed over the comms. “We have incoming.”

“What the hell?” Nat wondered.

“Cap,” Bruce said, “that’s him.”

“Eyes up,” Steve ordered. “Stay sharp.”

“Get us down there, Y/N,” Bucky said. “We have to help them.”

Arriving through a portal, ready to fight, Y/N and Bucky watched as Steve didn’t even get to strike before he was set back by purple energy from the Power Stone. T’Challa tried next. His armor was fully charged, kinetically, and he leaped high, claws extended. He was easily grabbed by the throat and punched to the ground, his armor discharging violently. Falcon was next, swooping in, but was stopped when his wings became rubbery and unable to sustain flight.

As Rhodey tried to stop Thanos next, Y/N noticed Vision and Wanda off to the side. Vision was kneeling before Wanda as she was channeling her energy towards the Mind Stone. Bucky rushed up to Thanos next, only to be punched away by the Power Stone. With a shaky breath, Y/N stood in front of Thanos.

“There you are, my little one,” Thanos smirked. “You took something from me.”

“It wasn’t yours to keep,” you responded.

“You know, the Stones warned me about a person able to channel them and use them to destroy me. I just didn’t imagine them like… this.”

“And I didn’t imagine you purple, but I guess we all have our disappointments.”

“I know what you did with the Soul Stone. You're foolish to think that could possibly stop me.”

“You’re foolish to think I can’t.”

Channeling the Stones, Y/N began to fling debris and rocks at the Titan. Only for him to block and destroy them before he was hit, also by using the Stones. Okoye flung a spear at Thanos as Y/N tried to keep him distracted. Unfortunately, Thanos was still able to throw both Okoye and the spear to the side, all while fighting Y/N and wrapping Natasha in bands of Earth. Groot tried to use the roots to stop the Titan, but Thanos easily broke them as he blocked Y/N’s assaults. 

Finding a lucky moment of weakness, Thanos was able to fling Y/N across the clearing. He marched over there, ready to punch her, but Steve slid under his fist. The Captain screamed as he tried to hold Thanos off. Thanos, though, slammed his other fist into Steve’s head, rendering him insensible.

“Steve,” Y/N muttered, crawling over to her brother. She gently shook him. “Steve, come on.” Nothing.

Panting and aching, Y/N looked up just in time to see Wanda holding back Thanos while finishing off the Mind Stone. Y/N gasped sharply as a pain rolled over her whole body. Thanos walked closer to Wanda as their energies subsided and Vision fell over, lifeless. 

“I understand, my child,” Thanos said. “Better than anyone.”

“You could never,” she snarled.

He reached down, stroking her hair. “Today, I lost more than you can know. But now is no time to mourn. Now… is no time at all.”

He reached forward, clenching the gauntlet. The Time Stone glowed and flowed green energy around his fist. In response, time began to reverse. Y/N could feel the Soul Stone and Mind Stone repairing themselves.

“No,” she gasped. Trying to stand up, she watched as the Mind Stone and Vision became intact and conscious once again.

“No!” Wanda screamed, lunging for Vision before she was swatted away.

Thanos picked up Vision by the throat, lifting him to eye level before digging his hand into Vision’s forehead and yanking out the Mind Stone. He pulled it loose and Vision immediately went limp and colorless. Y/N tried to run over there, only to be knocked down by Thanos tossing Vision at her. 

Setting the Mind Stone in place, Y/N noticed the Soul Stone appearing in front of Thanos. Angrily, Y/N portaled in front of him.

“There’s nothing you can do to stop me now, my child,” Thanos smirked.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t try,” Y/N responded.

She opened a small portal, using it to grab the Soul Stone before Thanos could. Thanos growled as his hand swiped over where hers just disappeared. Before Y/N could do anything, suddenly she was wrapped up in roots and slammed against a large tree. She groaned at the impact she took, especially where her head was concerned. Thanos marched over, chuckling darkly.

“You can’t over power me, even with the Stones on your side,” Thanos said.

Taking a shaky breath, Y/N tried to channel the Stones to get free. Her breath hitched as she could feel the Stones but they wouldn’t let her use them.

“We told you this had to happen,” the Stones taunted her thoughts. “We told you that we would stop you.”

Y/N breathed shakily as Thanos used the power of the gauntlet on her. She screamed out in pain as her had was forced open and the Soul Stone was freed. Thanos smirked as he took the Stone and put it back in place. The energy surge from the gauntlet caused Thanos to bellow and Y/N to cry out in pain again. She could feel it all, but not access the power. Tears built up in her eyes as she met Thanos’.

“I’m so sorry, my child,” he said, not sounding sincere at all. “I wish there was another way.”

He lifted the gauntlet at Y/N, powering it up. Bracing herself, she clenched her eyes shut and turned away. But before Thanos could blast her, a bolt of lightning strikes him, digging him into the ground and grinding him back. Thor arrived, eyes glowing with power. He raised his new ax above his head and hurled it at the Titan. Thanos fired with the whole might of the gauntlet against it, but it didn’t slow the ax. The ax slammed right into Thanos’ chest. Thor landed in front of Thanos.

“I told you,” he growled. “You’d die for that!”

Thor took hold of the back of Thanos’ head and forced his ax in deeper. He stared at Thanos angrily as the Titan cried out in pain.

“You should have…” Thanos said weakly. “You… You should have gone for the head.” He lifted up the gauntlet and snapped his fingers.

“NO!” Thor screamed.

Y/N let out a scream that sounded that she was dying, cause she sure felt like it. She could feel the Stones working together to complete Thanos’ plan.

“What’d you do?” Thor asked. “WHAT’D YOU DO?!”

Y/N cried as Thanos used the Space Stone and disappeared. She was still suck on the tree. Steve stumbled into the clearing, holding his left side.

“Where’d he go?” Steve asked. “Thor… where’d he go?”

“Steve?” Bucky called, coming into the clearing. “Y/N?”

Bucky and Y/N made eye contact as he suddenly stumbled over and collapsed into ashes. Steve, in shock, walked over and touched the ground where Bucky’s ashes were.

“BUCKY!” Y/N screamed. “NO!”

Letting out a loud, sorrowful cry, the roots holding Y/N to the tree burned off her and she fell to her knees. She could feel the Stones letting her access them again, almost in a taunting way. With heaving breaths, Y/N lifted her head up and watched Wanda, Sam, Groot, and T’Challa all disappear, turning into ash like Bucky.

“NO!” She screamed again, unleashing a wave of power from her that rippled across the battlefield. “No….” She whispered.

~~~

On Titan, the team was collecting themselves. Mantis propped up Star-Lord, Spider-Man helped Tony to his feet, while Drax and Nebula managed to limp over on their own.

“Something’s happening,” Mantis said before disintegrating into ashes. 

Quill looked behind him to see Drax disintegrate.

“Quill?” Drax said as he dissolved.

Quill stared in horror as he turned back to Tony, who was starting to panic.

“Steady, Quill,” Tony told him.

“Aw, man,” Quill said, also disintegrating.

“Tony,” Strange called calmly, “there was no other way.” Then he disappeared as well.

“Mr. Stark?” Peter said, realizing he was fading away. Tony stared, horrified. “I don’t feel so good…”

“You’re alright,” Tony said, trying to be calm but his voice was shaking and he was looking at Peter in terror.

Peter was stumbling towards Tony, terrified. “I don’t know what’s— I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t—“ He fell into Tony’s arms, clutching him tight while beginning to cry. “I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go, Mr. Stark, please. Please, I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go… I’m sorry.” 

And then Peter turned to ash in Tony’s arms. Tony fell forward from the lack of weight in his arms, staring at his hands in disbelief.

“He did it,” Nebula stated.

~~~

Steve, Thor, Rhodey, Nat, Bruce, and Rocket were all mourning near Vision’s dead body. Y/N was still on her knees beneath the tree, holding and rocking herself as she cried.

“What is this?” Rhodey asked. “What the hell is happening?”

“… oh, God.”

next chapter >

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[gio-is-writing]

Hey! I saw that your requests are open so I was wondering if you could please write pt 3 Jotaro having a crush on someone who’s on their journey to save his mom but instead of Kakyoin, she gets her eyes injured? Or you could write whatever flows better! I really like your work! Thank you!

REQUEST: Hey! I saw that your requests are open so I was wondering if you could please write pt 3 Jotaro having a crush on someone who’s on their journey to save his mom but instead of Kakyoin, she gets her eyes injured? Or you could write whatever flows better! I really like your work! Thank you!

This sat on my drafts for too long. Its longer than expected so thats good!! Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Jotaro Kujo x Fem! Reader

Warnings: violence, serious injuries

BLINDED

(Y/N) pressed herself against the car’s door in case that damned dog had a change of heart and decided to attack her.

After their encounter with the Speedwagon Foundation agents, they went back to the buggy car but Iggy being the petty dog he was, barked at the three men aside from the Joestar’s as if saying he was not willing to share space with them, therefore sending them to the cramped trunk. (Y/N) stood there not knowing what to do at first, it was clear that there was no space left for her in the trunk and Jotaro was the co-pilot while Joseph drove. Surprisingly Iggy just glared at her but turned to lay down and chew his gum while she carefully sat as far as she could.

“Mr. Joestar, can’t you do something about this?!” Polnareff asked annoyed pointing at the unbothered canine

“Just wait till the gum flavor wears out, I’ll throw a new one to the back” the older man shrugged

(Y/N) giggled seeing the three grown men all cramped in the back, while Avdol and Kakyoin tried to not think about it much and just rest while they could, Polnareff sat with his arms crossed pouting in a childish matter. Jotaro turned back and stared at her.

“You okay there?”

“So far so good” she responded with a nervous smile and Jotaro just nodded before turning back

The journey continued on for a few minutes until Joseph harshly stepped on the breaks, sending everyone forward

“What the hell was that, old man?” asked Jotaro clearly annoyed by the abrupt stop

“L- look over there!” his grandfather pointed in front of them as everyone leaned to see what he was pointing at and gasping.

The SWF helicopter crashed and it was almost completely destroyed. Joseph was the first step out of the car quickly followed by everyone else. As they got closer to it, they noticed how oddly it was that it crashed and looking around, Joseph and Jotaro saw the pilot with his mouth wide open and filled with water. Jotaro stepped up to him and holding the pilot’s head more water to leak out even followed by a fish.

“He drowned… in the middle of the desert.” The teenager stood completely shocked leaving the body laid on the sand. Suddenly Polnareff screamed for their attention.

“The other one is over here!” (Y/N) kneeled beside the co-pilot who could barely breathe, the old man rushed over asking questions and the poor mouth mumbled something they couldn’t quite figure out.

“W…” he pointed shakingly “Water…”

Joseph was quick to ask if he wanted water and grabbing his canteen, he got it close to his face but the man started screaming at it with complete panic and fear. (Y/N) stepped back a little scared and suddenly what looked like a hand reached at the man’s face and ripped his whole head apart from his body and sucked it back into the canteen. Everyone in complete shock ran away and threw themselves to the ground, the canteen flying in the air before crashing back in the sand.

(Y/N) laid between Polnareff and Kakyoin while Avdol and the Joestars laid a few meters in front of them. She saw as Jotaro looked around to see any kind of suspicious activity but because of the distance she couldn’t hear anything they said.

“Polnareff, hit it with your stand” said Kakyoin

“W-why me..? That canteen sucked that man’s whole head into it… It could hurt me…” Polnareff looked at the red head in disbelief “Just use your emerald splash on it”

“I don’t feel like it”

“Guys…” (Y/N) tried to calm them down, they were the closest to the body and therefore the canteen

“If you don’t want to do it yourself, don’t tell others to do it for you!” Kakyoin looked back at him raising an eyebrow.

“Then don’t do it dumbass”

“What the hell is that kind of attitude?!”

“Can you both stop fighting…?”  (Y/N) tried again gripping the sand under her.

Both men turned to her and they noticed the growing puddle almost right under her and suddenly the same hand formed from it and before anyone could act, it hit (Y/N) sending her flying backwards and both men screaming.

“(Y/N)!!!!”

This caught the others and specially Jotaro’s attention. He watched as Kakyoin reached out to her, holding her up in his arms and inspecting her face while Polnareff started panicking at her bleeding face.

“It got (Y/N)! Her eyes!”

Jotaro broke into a cold sweat, this is what he feared the most. As his grandfather screamed at them to not panic and use their stands to protect themselves. The same hand appeared once again reaching at Polnareff but the pilot’s watch started beeping gaining it’s attention, turning to the body the water attacked again and cut the body’s hand off; where the watch was.

“It attacked the pilot’s body!” Joseph noticed out loud.

“No, not the body, the watch.” Jotaro corrected “It attacked the alarm of the watch”

“The sound… it attacks by detecting sound!”

Joseph screamed at them again and Polnareff is his state of panic grabbed the unconscious girl from Kakyoin and ran towards the car, the teen running beside him. The blue stand was quick to follow through the sand and was closing on them.

“Ah!” Polnareff held (Y/N) tighter “It’s fast!”

“Come on Polnareff! Hurry up!!” Jotaro tried to not panic as well from the car. Kakyoin jumped into the car but before the French man could to the same, the stand reached at his leg and blood spurted out. Getting thrown off again, Joseph used Hermit Purple to pull Polnareff while Star Platinum appeared and grabbed (Y/N), laying her in Jotaro’s arms.

“How is she?” Polnareff asked reaching to get a look at her face

“This is not good… she might lose her sight” Kakyoin said with worry

“Drive! We’ve got to get her to a doctor!”

Jotaro felt the sweat running down his temple and he knew it was not only the heat of the desert causing this. He was growing desperate and looking at the nasty cuts over her eyes made him anxious. Just as he reached out to touch her face the car jolted and tilted. The water got the front wheels of the buggy and started to sink it into the sand, the men holding into the back of the car to not fall off. The stand cut off the front wheels and Joseph screamed in horror.

“Without the front wheels, the back end will fall. Everyone hold on!”

The car jolted again and it came down fast into the sand again, everyone jumped off and saw as the stand disappeared again.

“Everyone stay still…” Avdol whispered “Don’t make… a sound.”

Avdol took some of his wristbands and threw them in the sand in a walking pattern, his plan on evaporating the water from the stand in mind. The puddle started to form again around one of the bands and Avdol took his chance, Magician’s Red appearing right behind him and throwing a punch but the stand was quick to move away and slash once again, at his neck.

In that moment before the stand could attack Avdol again, Jotaro placed (Y/N) in Kakyoin’s arms and took off running on the opposite direction. Joseph stared in disbelief as he watched the stand take off after his grandson.

Jotaro ran spotting the dog who laid wide eyed at the body nearing. Reaching down he snatched the animal from the sand.

“You damn mut, you jumped out of the car before it was attacked” he grabbed Iggy by the throat “You can smell where the enemy is and you’re gonna take me there”

He stopped running and ignoring his grandpa’s screams he smashed the dog into the sand.

“Now you have to help me Iggy” he said angrily “If I don’t save (Y/N) and Avdol, I’m gonna kill you myself”

The dog whined and his stand was quick to appear, grabbing him and flying away but Jotaro was not going to let him free easily. He clung to the dog as the stand lifted them both from the ground.

“Don’t try to run away you stupid dog!” they both glided through the air until the teen noticed the sand getting closer again “We’re losing altitude, I’ll get a kick in to get up again”

The dog only whined again as Jotaro touched the sand and with a hard kick sent them up again. The stand user knew where they were now and they knew they were approaching. Using Star Platinum vision he spotted a man sitting 400 metes away and he was blind. Suddenly sand flew up and the stand appeared again and sped towards Jotaro, Star tried to punch it but it dodged and cut through his shoulder and Iggy’s stand wing. The dog started to lose altitude again and dragged the crusaders through the sand.

“Damn it, you shitty dog!” and in that second Star grabbed the canine by the head and sent it flying towards the enemy stand user.

He watched as the user got distracted and rushed over before he thought back at where he was standing. He stood close by as he saw him fail to hit Iggy without his stick to aid him.

“Where is he? Where is Jotaro?!” the man said outloud in a anxious matter “I lost him!”

“I’m here.”

-

After disposing of N’Doul (even if he did it himself) he started walking back to where the others were. He lost his hat just moments ago when the enemy tried to attack him but once again Star Platinum proved to be faster. He turned back hearing Iggy’s barking and saw his hat on his mouth and he almost chuckled, kneeling down he picked it up placing it on his head.

“You’re not that bad after all, are ya?”

The dog barked again and then he felt it, the damn mutt spat gum into his hat that now stuck to his hair, he cursed at the dog but didn’t try and do anything to it. A minute later his grandfather rushed over in the buggy honking.

“Let’s go, we gotta rush (Y/N) and Avdol to the hospital!”

Jotaro pulled his hat down and got into the car followed by the dog. Right beside him laid (Y/N) with her head resting back on the seat and he frowned. Leaning close and completely forgetting about the other’s presence he ran a finger along her face, most of the blood had been whiped off (probably by Kakyoin or Joseph) but the area around her eyes was red and swollen.

“I’m sorry” he whispered “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

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[wind0wg0blin]

Wolf Predator x Reader

Gender Neutral Reader 

You accidentally befriend Wolf. An AvP Requiem Fix it fic if you will.

Also I didn’t beta read this & I wrote it on my phone so like, if theres a bunch of issues you know why lmao

It had almost been a full week since you had been kicked out of your house. You had decided to come clean to your parents about how you truly felt and the things you had been doing and they did not take too kindly to this. Being far from the perfect Christian child they wanted they simply threw you out with only the clothes on your back and the things in your pockets. 

You had been lucky enough to couch surf at some friends houses for the first few nights but now your luck had run out. Now you found yourself trudging through the sewer system in one of the larger tunnels that ran under the city. You had gotten a tip that a group of homeless people often stayed down here during the colder nights and if you wanted any long term chance of living on the streets you would need to get in with them. 

You had little more than the light from your lighter to illuminate your path. The already pitch black darkness only seemed more menacing with each scuffle coming from within it. You knew better than to be put off though. As nothing down here could truly hurt you. Or at least, this is what you thought. 

The tunnel you had been traveling through eventually came to an end. Opening into a rotunda, where multiple tunnels came to an intersection. You were still a few meters away from the true end of the tunnel when you heard strange inhuman sounds. Then came the gunfire and screams. 

You couldn't help the startled jump as you drove down trying to hunker against the side of the tunnel. You could see the large silhouettes of some creatures ahead of you. It was clear that they were fighting. It was also clear that one was losing. 

Massive black snake like monsters swarmed after a more humanoid but still oddly reptilian creature. It was outfitted in some kind of armor that seemed to be doing little good as one of the black serpents sunk its teeth into his leg. You wanted to look away, you wanted to turn and run. Yet something in you compelled you to stay, it made you want to help your fellow underdog. 

Crouching, you rushed forward to the edge of the tunnel following the pathway to stay out of the sewage. A piece of copper piping was laying propped up against the flooring of the sewer. The perfect way for you to make a distraction. 

Your plan was to get the attention of the monsters saving the other and allowing them to escape possibly killing you in the process. But in the end you would rather die knowing you saved another life than to not try at all. 

Taking the pipe in both hands you slammed it into the metal wall beside you. The reverberating Tang was more than enough to garner their interest but not their attention as the largest of the serpents continued its assault on the now struggling humanoid. 

Without thinking you blindly charged forward and brought the pipe down as hard as you could on the serpents back hearing a satisfying crack as it hissed in pain turning now to face you. You acted on instinct as you turned your grip and swung the pipe like a bat striking the monster across the face knocking it away from you. The other smaller monsters that had been lurking in the shadows watching you took this opportunity to lunge. 

Dropping to your knees in the filthy sewage you braced the pipe against the floor and using the creature's own momentum against it. It leaped directly onto you and appropriately directly onto the tapered end of the pipe driving it into its chest. Green blood leaked out from the wound as the pipe hissed and you stumbled back as it ate through it like acid and finally cracked. 

Just as you fumbled to get away from the dying serpent. The other smaller one darted out to attack you from behind. You had no idea this was even happening until you saw a ball of white hot energy fly past you and incinerate the creature. 

You couldn't help your ragged breath as you looked back to the humanoid. The largest of the monsters had vanished during your fight most likely fleeing back to the surface. Leaving you and the reptilian humanoid remaining. They stood before you now and in the moonlight you could make out their visage. 

A large mask covered their face. They were gauntlets and some kind of full body fish netting. Multiple gadgets covered their wrist and belt. They easily towered over you. The emotionless eyes of the mask glaring down at you as you suddenly realized that this had been a very very stupid thing to do. 

Your moment of terrified silence was broken when you heard distant screaming and the cries of that monster. 

All in a moment an object was being thrust into your hands and you were pulled to your feet. As you looked down and processed that a much too large spear had been placed into your hand, the creature strode a few paces away from you before quite literally punching through the ground above you. 

You stared in stunned horror for a moment before you watched the monster clamber out. When you slowly approached you could see that he was standing there looking back towards you expectantly. 

You couldn't help but yelp as you were once again manhandled being hoisted up by your forearm. 

Before you could even question what was happening your accidentally acquired partner was leading you away towards the town. 

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You had been following Wolf, what you had nicknamed the lone hunter, all over town chasing down this alien as you have come to understand. Your chase has led you all over town and now finally to the hospital where it seemed to be making its final stand against the two of you. It had always managed to slip away at the last moment in your previous interactions though this time you were certain you would not allow it to escape. 

As you made your way through the hospital you tried your best to ignore the trail of carnage that was left in its wake. Soon enough you found yourself outside on the rooftop of the hospital. You were surrounded by people from the town that had somehow found their way here as well as a swarm of aliens. You couldn't tell which was worse as stray gunfire threatened to off you just as much as the aliens stalking you in the shadows. 

Wolf had the predalien busy for most of the fight as you and the other towns folk focused on picking off the rest of the swarm. Things eventually came to a head as the once formidable swarm of aliens now dwindled in number and the townsfolk were clambering into the helicopter as it prepared for take off. Wolf though was nowhere to be seen. 

The only sign you had of his position was the deep roar that sounded out through the worsening rainfall. Stumbling over the slick roofing you forced yourself to move as fast as you could in the direction you heard the fighting. With the spear gripped tightly in your hand you could see just vaguely through the veil of rain that Wolf was pinned with his back to the wall. 

Panicking you did the only thing you could think of in that split second. Smashing the blunt side of the spear against the exposed air conditioning unit you screamed out towards the predalien in a means to draw its attention towards you. 

In all honesty, you had done this as a desperate attempt to draw it away from Wolf not expecting it to actually work. You felt your heart stutter in your chest as suddenly the predalien was charging at you roaring over the thunder of the storm. You screamed now this time in true terror as you threw the spear at it. 

The spear sailed cleanly over its shoulder clattering somewhere beyond it as the predalien now leaped for you. With nowhere to run you ducked back and forced yourself between the air conditioning unit and the wall of the hospital. You were able to squeeze down just out of the predalien initially swipe as it now tore at the metal of the unit to get to you. 

As you stared up at the hideous beast you honestly hoped this would not be the end of you. Everything had just seemed to be getting interesting for you. 

Closing your eyes you held your breath as you prepared for pain as the top panel of the unit was torn away exposing you to the predalien. Though just as you feared your end was upon you it was the aliens screams that filled the air and not yours. You were yanked back as the aliens blood splattered the ground where you had stood moments before eating holes through the flooring. 

The alien staggered a moment before collapsing into a pool of its own acidic blood. A spear protruding from the carapace of its skull. Wolf was standing behind you, his hand still firmly on your upper arm as he stared down at the body of the alien. 

You felt as if you didn't have time to do so much as catch your breath. Wolf was already moving, ushering you to follow him as he pressed buttons on his wrist thingy. You all but ran after him, his strides normally dwarfing your own but now his hurried step left you behind. 

You stopped and watched him feeling more than a little frustrated as to why now he had a sense of urgency. Wolf all but yanked his mask up off the floor before pointing at you forcefully and motioning hurriedly for you to follow. 

Though obviously you were not moving fast enough for him as he doubled back and threw your soaking wet form over his shoulder. You feel like you didn't protest as much as you really should have as you watched Wolf take what looked to be a step straight off the edge of the building. Though instead of plummeting to your death, his feet found surface on something you just had yet to have seen. 

Your eyes widened in shock as a spaceship materialized around you. Wolf dropped you down in a much too large chair as he sat down in a matching one to your left. The dash in front of you lit up in an array of switches, dials and buttons. Wolf hit something and suddenly the view of your hometown from the front window slipped away and transformed into the night sky. All in the matter of a night your life up until that point disappeared. Leading you to where you were now. Sitting in the pilot's chair of an alien spacecraft with an alien you accidentally befriended soaked to the bone. 

So much for being the perfect Christian child huh?

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[xwing-baby]

Pull Over (Frankie Morales x gn!Reader)

Warnings: Fluff!! description of a dead bird, swearing, not edited

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: On a cross country road trip with your boyfriend Frankie, you wake to a beautiful sight...

A/n: I’ve pining for Frankie all week, add this gorgeous prompt photo and this is the result

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You woke up slowly to the sound of Frankie mumbling along to the radio, as he had been when you fell asleep. Blue sky was all you could see out the window as you slumped in your seat, it wasn’t until you sat up properly that you saw the majesty of your surroundings. You gasped at the sigh of the expansive red dirt, sun dancing on the endless road ahead in mirages. The last time your eyes were open you were driving through concrete suburbs, a far cry from the desolate and beautiful desert you drove in now.

“Holy shit, Frankie!” You exclaimed, choking up in emotion at the sight through the windshield. Frankie startled at your sudden proclamation, “Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” Tears streamed down your cheeks, happy tears, shocked and amazed tears. You wiped them quickly from your eyes hoping your fiancé wouldn’t see.

“Are you crying?” Frankie laughed, turning his head for a moment to look at you properly. He didn’t miss the tightness in your voice.

“Shut up,” You sniffed, wiping your eyes, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I didn’t know you’d react like that!” Frankie continued to laugh at you, “And besides you looked cute!”

“That is not an excuse!” You exclaimed, cheeks heating up at his compliment, “Oh Babe, it's so beautiful,” You sighed happily. You pulled your phone from your jeans and took pictures through the truck window. They’d come out blurry and scratched, Frankie knew that. Then he had an idea.

“Do you want to pull over to take a proper photo?” He asked. Your mom had recently given you her old polaroid camera, the one she used when you and your siblings were younger. Having been there as a stop on the road trip already, it was sat in your bag waiting to be used. Here would be the best location to start, he thought. 

“Really? What about your schedule?” Ever the military man, Frankie liked to have a plan and stuck to it religiously. You’d been on the road for two weeks, he had planned every moment down the minute. He’d refused to stop at rest stops, despite if he himself needed to pee, all in the name of the schedule. You were surprised he was allowing the break. 

“Baby I can allow five minutes for a photo I’m not a complete hard ass,” He chuckled, “there's a stop point up ahead, I’ll pull over there and you can take some,”

You cheered and began to root around the stuffed backpack in the footwell to find out the camera. Frankie pulled the truck up ahead a few meters, parked and you jumped out eagerly.

“Fuck me it’s hot,” Outside of the cool AC in the vehicle, the air was dry but scorching hot. You could practically feel the soles of your shoes melting to the tar as you stood on the road. 

“It is a desert,” Frankie said, looking around at the expansive nothingness.

“Really? Would never have guessed!” You stuck your tongue out at him, he copied and you quickly snapped a photo. Frankie pouted and reached for the paper as it printed but you were fast and slipped the photograph in your pocket before he could get it and ruin it. 

Frankie wandered around the truck, you walked a few paces in the opposite direction enjoying stretching your legs. You’d been driving for eight hours, even if you had been asleep for the last two hours, your legs were cramped up. You stretched them out as you walked through the red dirt, watching your sneakers slowly become red stained too. You snapped a photo of Frankie leant against the truck staring off into the distance, a photo cliffs in the distance and then...

“Ah gross there's a skeleton!” You exclaimed. A half rotted carcass lay on the side of the road, bones pale under the beating sun it had been there for a while. It used to be a bird, though its feathers were gone. You stepped closer to it to get a better look.

“Don’t go closer to it!” Frankie said, walking over to you to look at it too.

“What? It’s already dead, it’s cool!” You peered at it, gagging as the smell of rotting flesh hit you. You retreated back to him and wrapped your arms around his waist as you took in the expansive desert surrounding you. 

“I do worry about you sometimes,” He teased you. 

“As you should, baby,” You grinned and kissed him quickly. “Take a picture of me, I’ve got loads of you,”

“Watch for cars,” Frankie warned as you stepped into the middle of the road. 

“Somehow I think I might see them,” You joked, it was clear from miles around you. You stood in the road and posed for the photo, waiting for a moment before calling back, ”Did you take it?”

“If you stop moving!” 

“I’m posing!” You laughed, Frankie raised a brow. “Fine I’ll hold still for you, slow poke,”

“Got one,” He said after another couple seconds. You sighed and jogged back over and took the developing photo from his fingers. You smiled, it was a really nice photo actually. 

“That’s cute! You are a surprisingly good photographer,”

“What can I say, I’m a man of many talents,” He smiled proudly. 

“That you are,” You pressed up on your toes and kissed him on the lips again, “I’m going to take a couple more and then I will be back in the car and we can get to Vegas!” You sang, doing an excited dance at the thought of finally getting to your destination. Frankie cheered too and laughed heartily before giving you ass a little tap and letting you go. 

He watched you wander about in the wilderness ahead, ever the adventurer. Unlike him, you didn’t really know the harshness of the world. You knew the things he had done, the things he’d seen, but only through stories. You weren’t hardened to the world like he was, like he used to be. Pope always teased him that you’d turned him soft but Frankie couldn’t find fault in that if it meant he could have moments like this. Usually a small reminder in his head would tell him to watch the back mirror, to watch for people hidden on the side of the road. Now, he didn’t think about any of that and instead watched you stride fearlessly into the unknown, smiling at the wildness taking photos as if you belonged among the rocks that surrounded you. 

Your smile was his favourite thing in the world. He would rather die than never wake up to see it again. You brought so much joy into his life, even when things were tough to hope that you would stick around long enough to smile again helped him through. Through fights, through low moments for the both of you the smile always sat as the prize for getting through the dark. It was what he dreamt of stuck in the Andes, it was what drove him home when he wanted to run away from everything. You.

The question had been his head the entire trip. He wanted to ask at a good time, a romantic spot meant something to the two of you. One memorable and meaningful. His plan was to take you out to California, where you’d met, and propose on the same beach. But each day with you in the truck was making him impatient. He nearly slipped it out when you had sex in the horrible motel you’d stayed at the night before. He was desperate, couldn’t wait another day to ask you to be his for forever. Now, watching you and your reaction to seeing it waking up from your nap. Maybe he didn’t need California, and past memories. Maybe he could make new ones here in the middle of the desert.

He watched you walk back to the truck, slipping the last polaroid into your back pocket. You opened the door and smiled at him. That smile. The decision was made. He had to ask now.

“What?” You asked, with an awkward laugh. You could tell he wanted to say something. He didn’t so you began to pack up your camera, putting it and the polaroid photos you’d taken away safely.

“What would you say if I asked you to marry me?” He asked, you stopped fiddling with your backpack and looked back up at him. Your heart fluttered in your chest. 

“What?” You were surprised. You had spoken about marriage with him, from the beginning of your relationship you had joked about being grumpy grandparents on a porch swing together. You just didn’t think Frankie was the type to just ask like this. You sat up and looked at your boyfriend. He was staring directly at you, he cleared his throat and readjusted his shirt. 

“Marry me? Tonight. In Vegas,” He said with more confidence, “Our friends are already there, I don’t have ring but we can go get one when we get there and I-,” He stopped, catching himself rambling, getting excited at the idea, “I would like to marry you,” He admitted, with a hopeful smile.

“You’re serious?” You asked, shocked at his words in the best way. Francisco didn’t speak, looking back at you with hopeful eyes. He needed an answer, “Yes of course I’ll marry you! Yes!”

“Thank fuck,” He gasped as you leaned over the console and kissed him hard. You’d kissed him a million times, but this was special, a new spark. 

“I have one condition,” You said as you pulled away. 

“Anything,” He smiled, eyes starry looking at you, so full of love.

“I want an Elvis impersonator to officiate” You tried to remain serious but couldn’t fight the grin on your lips. Frankie laughed and shook his head, “And you need to call my dad,” You said seriously, “I know it takes away from the spontaneity but he’d be-,”

“Already asked him, two weeks ago,” He interrupted you. Your jaw dropped, shocked.

“We were at their- Oh my god that’s why Dad had that stupid grin on his face when we left, isn’t it?” You gasped, hitting his arm playfully.

“Maybe,” He smirked, proud of himself now his plan had fully worked out. You gaped at him, 

“So you really planned to propose next to a decaying bird?” You looked at the skeleton again, curling your lip at it.

“The bird wasn’t in the plan,” He chuckled, turning your attention back to him with his hands on your cheeks. You smiled and leant into his touch, affectionately. 

“I love you Frankie Morales,” you whispered. 

“I love you too sweetheart,” 

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[tobealostwanderer]

Fight Night

Frankie x GN!Reader

Your best friend promises her brother's friend to fight him in the ring. You go to cheer her on, worried for her safety, but leave with forever friends and a crush

"Are you shure you wanna do this though? You never did matches before.. You can get seriously hurt" the nervousness in your voice was unmistakable but that didn't stop your asshole friend of laughing at you. "Love, I need to teach these men a lesson" she said with a tone of mischief. "And you will get laid. Which will be payment enough for me. Because gosh you are tense. Anyways when will you be here?"

"I'm getting in my car now. I will get there in 15 ish minutes" you answered her. You gave your normal goodbyes before you hang up and threw your phone on the passenger side with a sigh.

Maddie, your best friend, was a boxer and could absolutely kick ass. Her brother, Jack, kept pestering her how she should take her skills to a proper ring and knock some guys out but she always said no. Until a few weeks ago. When she met one of Jack's friends and he dared her to fight him in the ring. And being a hotheaded person, she took up that deal without thinking. And now it's Friday, just after work, and you were on your way to support her with Jack.

The relatively short ride was spend singing along to some Fleetwood Mac songs. Your old car only played CDs and so your dash was full with them. And as you drove up to the ring, belting along with The Chain, you spotted Maddie and Jack's cars and managed to park close by them. Turning down your car, you send a quick prayer to whoever God was listening to keep your friend in one piece, grabbed your phone and went in.

The place was packed. People were screaming, making bets, watching the two persons go at it on the elevated ring. The place smelled like sweat, cheap beer and blood. It made you a bit uneasy, especially being surrounded by mostly men, so you set off to find Jack as quick as possible. Which was hard, with only the spotlights on the ring being a source of light, the rest of the room being dimmed by some wall lamps, faces were hard to see.

In fact, Jack saw you before you saw him. Suddendly he was in front of you, grinning. "C'mon! I saved us a seat next to my friend's friends. They are pretty cool" he yelled over the noise. He grabbed your arm and dragged you to a bench with four men. All were holding a beer and all were reacting differently to the fight.

The first one, a slim, tan guy with black hair was totally invested. He kept yelling and cheering when the guy he was rooting for managed to hit his opponent. He looked slightly drunk, but he wasn't being annoying as of yet.

Next to him was a taller and broader guy. He sat there, seemingly unamused. Probably waiting for his friend to get in the ring. He didn't look too approachable.

The third guy was like the first one but a bit more toned down. He cheered every once in a while but wasn't as hyper like the first guy. He had blonde hair and a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.

And the last one... Didn't look like he belonged at all. He was silent, although not in a threatening way like guy nr. 2. He didn't seem uncomfortable, just seemed like he didn't want to be in such a rowdy and busy place. You couldn't blame him.

"Guys" Jack called, making them all look away from the ring and to the two of you. "This is my sister's friend" he introduced you. "And these are Santiago, Tom, Will and Frankie. They are Benny's friends, but Will is his brother." Jack explained. You nodded and smiled at the bunch.

After a beat of uncomfortable silence between the group and you, you decided to sit down next to the silent one, Frankie, and you smiled kindly at him. "What is someone like you doing in a place like this?" He asked, a bit awkwardly. Is he trying to flirt? You thought. No.. can't be.

"Gotta make shure that my best friend isn't torn to shreds. I have faith in her but you never know" you said with a grin. "If she loses, however, I might need to kick her ass. For doing this. Because sometimes she barerly has any braincells" to that Frankie laughed and his eyes shone a bit more than the dull brown they were when you first quietly observed him.

Conversion with Frankie after that came surprisingly easy. Especially since you weren't much of a talker. It was a great distraction from the two guys that were beating eachother to bloody pulp no more than 5 meters away from you. Frankie was kind and made bad jokes to which you laughed. You learned that he was currently a car mechanic but classifies himself as an "all in one handyman", meaning he could basically do anything according to him.

You in turn told him about working at the local library as their barista for their in-shop coffee nook. It was the easiest and calmest job you ever had, since most people that came to a library were already calm people so you didn't have to deal with a lot of "entitled bitches". Again Frankie laughed, but before he could say anything the new fight was announced and it was Maddie against Benny.

You turned to the ring, seeing your friend standing there tall and proud. A lot of guys wolf whistled at her as she got ready. Opposite of her was Will's brother, Benny, and they truely were look alike. Or it might be their equally blonde hair. He had a big smile on his face, like he couldn't wait to fight her.

After a few minutes of preparation, the bell went and the two went ham on eachother. You had to give it to them both, they were strong and fast. Equally matched. From your right you heard Santiago call "I am betting 20 bucks on our Ben". To which you almost immediately replied "I am betting 40 on Maddie". He looked at you in shock, and as your eyes turned up to Frankie, you saw him looking in shock as well.

Before Frankie could protest though, Santi had jumped forward and shook your hand. Yelling a loud "Deal" before returning to his seat and starting to cheer for the younger Miller.

Frankie held your gaze, at first he looked like he wanted to say something, but then he shook his head and just smiled "Tell you what" he said "If Ben wins, I get you a drink. If he loses, you get me a drink. Deal?" To that you grinned and shook his hand "Deal."

The fight took a while, because the two were well matched, until Benny got a few good hits in and it didn't look well for Maddie. You heard Santiago cheer and chant "Go Benny Go!" With Will. Maddie however came back with more fire than before and managed to hit Benny in a few weak spots and within a minute, he was groaning on the floor and called out.

You and Jack cheered and Maddie locked eyes with the two of you and grinned. She then helped Benny up and clapped him on the back as they both went back to the dressing rooms. "I think you owe me money!" You yelled at Santiago and he grouchy pressed a 20 in your hand. With that in hand you went to the bar to get two beers for you and Frankie.

This was just one night in many to come. You came in with only worry for your best friend, and left with forever best friends and a crush on a certain curly haired, hat wearing man. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

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[shoutogepi]

As Long as You’re Safe

Bakugou Katsuki

word count : 2.1k smol boi (blurb!)

[ ☁︎, ☀︎ ]  

themes : Soooo not really sure what to call this?? Kinda angst?? But super fluff ending :3

blurb : They are fighting a villain who has the ability to see into their opponent’s memories, and also convey scenarios and images into their opponent’s mind, making them feel like real life. The villain accesses their memories of you, and realizes that that is a very weak spot.

author’s note : idk i felt like I needed a fluff sponge to clean up that nasty first post haha so heres my best janitorial work!

    ─── ・°* ﾟ✧:* • ｡ﾟ:*･☽･*: ｡ﾟ•*:✧ ﾟ*°・ ───

🅃he air whipped past Bakugou’s face, eyes turning into venomous slits as he finally was able to see the villain he had been called in to handle. He had been on patrol on the other side of the area, but when his sidekick didn’t respond to his messages, a gut feeling had urged him to come as backup. The agency had called when he was already halfway there, confirming his suspicion.

This was the guy? Tch. Bakugou snarled at the thought of this wimp being able to beat, well, anyone. The guy was slender and looked like he had almost no muscle or body fat. But he had to have a good quirk if he had taken out a handful of people already, so Bakugou regarded him with careful contempt. The explosions in his palms stopped as he fell from the third story of the building he’d been perched on, hurtling toward the ground.

“Hey asshole,” Bakugou yelled as his boots touched the pavement of the sidewalk. He stretched his palms in a wicked manner, cracking his neck in a swift motion.

The villain turned, a look of disgruntled annoyance simmering to the surface of his face. A malicious smile overtook his thin lips, and a glint in his eye made Bakugou growl. The man faced him directly now, and the terrified pedestrian he had been toying with sobbed as they ran towards the safety of the crowd gathering a respectable distance away. Bakugou grimaced as he noticed the limp body of his sidekick, sat up against one of the storefront’s flower barrels with closed eyes and a pained expression. From just a glance, he could tell they were alive… but they probably didn’t feel too great.

“Ground Zero,” the spindly man smiled, but to Bakugou it looked more like he was baring his teeth like a rabid dog. “How nice of you to grace me with your presence! I didn’t know little old me could pull in a top hero.”

Bakugou barked a short laugh. “You only got me ‘cause of sheer luck, dumbass. I have no clue who you think you are, but you’re about to be very well acquainted,” he paused, rolling his right wrist for dramatic effect,” with my fists.” 

He expected a range of reactions from the villain. He had been doing this pro-hero gig for awhile now, so he’d learned the ropes-- and this guy didn’t seem like the type to have an ass-whooping quirk, so he could most likely afford to physically attack.

“Now that is an interesting game plan, Bakugou,” the villain stated, voice dripping with rancor. His words shocked Bakugou for a moment, and just as a thought formed in his mind, the slender man vocalized it. “Oh shit, this fucker can read me like a book,” the man paused, an amused smile on his face,” wow, you have quite a way with words.”

“Tch. I don’t care if you’re in my head asswipe, ‘cause your skull is about to be crushed into the ground,” Bakugou replied, foot planting behind himself and getting ready to pounce.

“Hmm, are you sure? Will you treat me roughly?” the man continues seamlessly, making Bakugou’s eyes widen in confusion. Treat him rough? Who the hell does this guy think he is? Was he hitting on him? The villain’s smile only broadened, the sneer on his mouth flushing Bakugou’s stomach with dread. “At least, as rough as your girlfriend likes it?”

Bakugou’s mouth dried at his words, body stuttering as he processed the them. Why the fuck was this freak talking about Y/N?

“Y/N, yes-- what an extravagant creature. I wouldn’t have pegged her as someone who likes to be choked. Are you sure you can handle fighting me? It seems like you had an exhausting night, and rest is important for the body.”

Bakugou’s breath is stolen out of his lungs, his wide eyes turning into furious crescents at the villain’s words. That was private! The villain’s words automatically triggered his memory, even if he was trying his best to push the image away. You, underneath him last night, shaking and whimpering and making that irresistible expression as he fucked you raw. A light blush bloomed on his cheeks at the recollection, but he shoved it away as fast as he could. His eyes met the villain’s again, but this time, the shadowy figure’s features had morphed into a terrifying grin, eyes bulging out of his skull with disgusting delight.

“Oh, thank you so much for sharing that with me. Maybe I’ll try out choking her myself!” he laughed, voice oozing with excitement as he wrung his hands together.

Bakugou snapped out of his surprised state, shaking his head and clenching his eyes shut. He just had to wreck his loser and then he could go home to you.

Nothing could prepare him for what happened next. He looked back up at the villain, and his stomach plummeted fifty meters into the concrete below him as he registered the horrific scene.

The villain was standing in the exact same spot, but he had his arms wrapped around your throat. You were trapped in his hold, big desperate eyes full of tears that slid down your cheeks and fingers clawing futilely at his hold. You were wearing that maroon lingerie from last anniversary that drove Bakugou wild, your hair clinging to your wet chin as you sobbed. The noise was enough to make Bakugou’s knees shake, his heart felt like it had leapt into his throat.

“S-Suki,” you whimpered, slicing his heart into two.

Bakugou’s lips trembled at your cry, his hands clenching into fists at his side. His voice was much softer now, and he was surprised to find it didn’t break,” Let her go.” His feet planted square, he stared down the villain with a burning determination, steam practically pouring out of his nostrils.

“Now where’s the fun in that?” the man chided, one hand leaving your delicate throat and sliding down your chest. Bakugou’s fingernails broke into the flesh of his palms as the villain’s hand ran over your breast, lingering there as he gauged Bakugou’s reaction. The choked sob that came from you made Bakugou see red.

Bakugou stepped forward but immediately regretted it as the villain’s hand on your throat turned white. He watched in horror as you sputtered, face turning pink at the exertion of wriggling in his hold, grasping at his hand to no avail. “Stop! Please!” he yelled, throwing his hands up in front of him and taking a step back.

“Ground Zero!” Bakugou’s eyes hesitantly left your figure for a moment, trying to find the source of the shout. It sounded like someone was calling him, but from somewhere far away… or like he was underwater. He looked around, realizing the crowd of onlookers had vanished, and the unconscious body of his sidekick was gone as well. Actually, you three were the only people on the busy Japan street.

Just like that, the gears click into place. Looking back at the villain, his rage bubbling inside, he snarled and pushed his body off the pavement, explosions dancing on his palms to seal the gap swiftly.

The villain looked irritated at being found out, but that didn’t stop him from snapping your neck. Bakugou tried not to look at you, but the thought that you had been real just a moment ago made his chest tight as your gaze glazed over and your body slumped to the ground. He screamed as he drew back his fist, concentrating his power on his hand just as it connected with the spindly man’s jaw. His head flew backwards, a sick crack sounding as his body was flung into the air behind him.

Bakugou landed on his feet, and braced himself for a second as he closed his eyes. Not real, not real, she is not real. Opening his eyes, he looked at the spot your crumpled body should have been, only to find that it was empty. He breathed out a sigh of relief, attention sliding back to the unconscious villain in the middle of the road. He ignored the cheers erupting from the crowd behind him, feet moving on their own accord toward the villain’s figure to finish the job.

It was hell waiting to get back to you. Bakugou had to wait for the police to show up and take the loser off his hands, then he had to pretend he was fine and sign a thousand autographs, and then to top it all off, he had to take his damn sidekick back to the agency across town. The suspense was killing him. Even if he knew that it was stupid… a small, okay-- maybe large-- part of him needed you in his arms, and to know you were truly alright.

After he was done with the agency, he nearly ran all the way home. Using his quirk to shoot himself through the starry cityscape, the wind rushing through his hair, his chest still felt just as tight as it did earlier. It seemed like an eternity had passed as he finally planted his feet on the sidewalk, hand grabbing the main entrance door and nearly ripping it off its hinges. The security guard barely had time to recognize him and buzz him in, and he sure as hell didn’t bother with a “good evening”. He beelined past the elevator, instead opting to dart into the stairwell and propel himself up to the sixteenth floor with his quirk.

His legs couldn’t carry him fast enough, and he dashed through the hallway with urgency. His eyes finally landing on the door, he prayed it was unlocked because he really did not want to blast through the lock but damn it, he might just have to. He nearly cried as he jiggled the door handle, confirming his fear. His palm on the metal handle, he closed his eyes and wondered if you would kill him for blasting through another locksmith’s fine work.

But then the handle turned ninety degrees, and the door cracked open to reveal your bare face, hair looking frazzled as you blinked at him.

“Suki!” your plump lips split into a joyous grin and Bakugou’s soul almost left his body in sheer relief. You pulled him into the apartment, shutting the door behind him and wrapping your soft arms around his torso. “I was so worried about you! I saw the end of your fight on the news, are you okay?”

Bakugou couldn’t say any words, his throat felt thick and his eyes stung as he crushed you into his chest. His head hanging down to sniff your precious head, his lungs rattled as he tried not to burst into tears. You fit so perfectly in his arms, he couldn’t help but thank the universe that you’re safe, and you’re here, holding onto him tightly as he barely kept it together.

You frowned at his silence, but you decided to comfort him anyway because he seemed like he really needed it. Your fingers brushed along his spine as he clutched onto you, gathering his emotions. You weren’t used to seeing him so choked up, but you knew there must be some reason as to why he’s so silent. “It’s okay, baby,” you whispered, making a small sigh fall from his lips.

He finally looked you in the eye, and your stomach fluttered with butterflies at his expression. “I love you, Y/N,” he mumbled, warm hands taking your face and pressing your lips to his. You hummed happily against his mouth, hands lacing behind his neck in compliance. He pulled away, one last shred of doubt left to address. “Are you okay?” he inquired quietly, almost bashfully. His gaze was directed to the collar of your shit that his thumb was playing with, and you took his jaw in your hands to make him look at you.

His scarlet eyes looked so concerned and scared, your heart ached for him. “Of course I’m okay Katsuki,” you answered, looking at him deeply,” I have you to protect me!” A small smile adorned your lips as your nails scratch gently at his scalp. “Are you okay, my love?”

One corner of his mouth quirked up adorably as he tried to put on his brave face for you. “I’m okay,” he whispered, eyes closing as his lips touched your forehead gently,” as long as you’re safe.”

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[set-spike-and-win]

“Dad look, it’s Y/n!”

The excited clapping of the young child who sat on one of the bleachers let a smile appear on my face. I waved to them, laughing when the child hid behind their father in embarrassment.

“Look it’s Y/n!” Jennie mocked in a slightly higher voice after she appeared behind me. I rolled my eyes before I put a hand on Jennie’s shoulder,

“At least I have some solo fans Ms. Kim.”

“Can you stop your nonsense for five minutes and get your asses over here?” Chaeyoung called over, careful not to attract any attention of her use of words.

Intrigued by Chaeyoung who normally had a very clean mouth in public, Jennie and jogged over to the bench where the rest of the team prepared for the next part of the match. We had one the first round, scoring 25:17 and for now, it seems to be an easy win for our team. One of my favorite things about volleyball though, is how fast a game can turn around. Especially as the team’s captain and ace, I would call myself cocky and even pretty arrogant sometimes but that doesn’t change the amount of respect that I have for any of our opponents.

“Before you get out on the field again, I want you to remember not to underestimate them,” the coach started, his eyes focused on the fans on the bleachers behind us. “We may have higher standards which can guarantee us an easy win but we also have our weak points. Don’t go out on that field if you think you’re superior because in the end…you’re nothing without your teammates.”

His words sounded harsh to anyone who didn’t know about our team’s story but we knew better. We knew how fast G-Dragon and his team lost their title as best Highschool volleyball team of their generation. They lost to their arrogance against other teams. I didn’t want that to happen to us, I want to play in the best team of my time…but I want to archive that through hard work and the necessary respect for other teams and players who know better than I do.

With all of these thoughts on the back of my mind, I stepped back onto the field. My teammates got into their position as well while my eyes were piercing into those of the opposing captain, she was a setter like Chaeyoung and Soyeon, a very talented at that but I couldn’t help but notice how she always seemed to hesitate before the ball touched the palm of her hands. A whistle got my attention just seconds later, the second part of the game began.

Most of my senses seemed to be sharpened as my eyes chased the ball in search of a good attack. Our opponents played right into our hands, the left corner of the field. Though, it wasn’t unknown that hitting from the left corner was one of my specialties, almost every hit I got collided with the ground.

My eyes met Chaeyoung’s for a split second, making me immediately realize what she was up to. In a few fast steps, I managed to get ahead of the blockers on the other side of the net. It might’ve been the first game in the tournament but I already felt different as my hand came in contact with the ball. Almost like time had slowed down to give me the perfect moment to attack. The ball thundered to the ground, much faster than any of the players could dive after it.

It was only one of many points to come but I already felt special. If everyone on the team gives their all throughout the games, I’m sure we’ll have more than a decent chance to win, just like every newspaper in the city predicted.

I stepped back to my position and with a quick nod from Chaeyoung and thumbs up from Minnie, everything went blurry. Well, not blurry, in fact, my vision was even more focused than before. It gave me the chance to see every single detail around.

How some fans were focused on a particular player and just how loud it was in the stadium. Some call these sharpened senses some players get while playing, insanity. Others prefer to call it talent. I would call it a mix of both. I’ve heard how people called me insane for keeping up with my training even when a few parts of my body worked against me but also heard how people praise my dedication, saying I would make it far. Insane or talented and perhaps even both, I couldn’t bring myself to care what people called me behind my back. Every time the ball connects with my hand, I feel a spark and this spark alone makes playing worth it, now matter the consequences.

“Unfortunately we weren’t able to see much of the praised captain Y/n Lee until now… The last games were surely exhausting for the Wing Spiker… Maybe we’ll see more in the future.”

A reporter’s voice briefly caught my attention while I was waiting to get back into the court. I didn’t hear much, only the disappointment lacing his voice as he spoke about not seeing any of my special attacks in this game. What does he think I’m doing the whole time? Standing in the way?

“Y/n!” Shuhua muttered. She was standing next to me, a hand immediately wandering to my shoulder when she caught me watching the reporter from the corner of my eyes. “Don’t do anything stupid, we only need three more points.”

“I know and I won’t trust me,” I answered quickly before I took my position on the field.

The game kept its exhausting atmosphere. Our opponents weren’t bad, of course they weren’t, they did make it to the nationals after all. I just felt that the game was too slow with only two points left for the win. Deciding to take things into my own hands, I silently made Chaeyoung understand that the last two points were for me.

The blockers were slightly unfocused, a perfect opportunity for a softer spike, something they won’t see coming. Not only could a softer spike manage to throw them compl out of their mind, it could also mean match point, the point where the game comes to an end. Once again, I rushed towards the net, on the left side. I didn’t focus on my speed but on the height I was able to jump. 275cm, a record I set for myself a few months ago, would be high enough to get a good ankle of the the side of the court.

One side of the crowd began to cheer as I jumped higher than I intended, effectively surprising me. Still, I spiked the ball through the blockers on the other side and stumbled backwards, panting as I realized how high I actually jumped. 3 meters or even higher? I couldn’t keep thinking about it as our match point was announced.

The last point to win this match which I thought should’ve been mine, went away to Shuhua who had ultimately proven herself for a first year in one of the best teams right now. I excitedly cheered and clapped as I knew how much Shuhua had dreamed of this. I was on the same position two years ago, nervous and anticipating whats to come after I spiked the last ball of the game over the net. Sure, when I look back on it now, I would laugh at how bad this spike actually was but that’s how I knew I had grown since then.

“What a great game ladies and gentlemen, once again the volleyball club of South Bay High defeated their opponents of Oakwood school for girls. We hope to see for the next game…”

The reporter who announced our win kept talking as our team went into a hug. All of us were panting and laughing at our win. Surroundings faded before we slowly left the field, thanking and cheering at our fans.

“You were amazing.” I smiled at Shuhua who had my arm around her shoulder as she took a sip off her water bottle.

“Weren’t you the one who had all eyes on them?” She asked, ignoring my compliment.

I rolled my eyes before answering, “Well yes but this was your first game in the nationals. When I had spike my first match ball in the nationals, my knees were trembling from my nervousness so I wouldn’t have been mad if you fucked it up.”

“Ah yes.” Shuhua grinned, “I was better than you and now you want to play it down, got it.”

“I would never, believe me,” I said. “But you’re right, you were better than me and I’m proud of you for that.”

Laughing filled the halls as we celebrated our win. The coach was happy and thanked us for the great performance. My own thoughts however, always went back to Soyeon, I had left her alone with a message that gave me mixed feelings but we would visit her father in half an hour.

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“So…you’ve won?” Soyeon asked as I drove the car along to the streets to the hospital.

“We won.” I corrected her, “25:17 and 24:26 which I think isn’t bad but we could have played faster in order to keep the others more occupied.”

I saw Soyeon fidgeting with the flowers in her hands as she let out a laugh, “You won two sets in a row and still think about going faster?”

“Yeah, you know I always think about doing things better.”

“You’re a monster Y/n.” The woman next to me smirked before we pulled up in front of the hospital.

The halls were filled with patient and crying people, both tears of joy and pain. I was holding the flowers in my arms as Soyeon asked for her father’s room.

“Come on,” she nudged me a few seconds later before taking the flowers back to her.

I trailed behind her, my mind nearly blank as I took in everything around me. Every hall we passed was coloured in the same dull white and the floors were painted a light blue, overall it looked like a normal hospital. We stopped at one of the doors at the end of what seemed to be the third floor.

Soyeon immediately rushed to her father while I silently closed the door and leaned against the wall. The atmosphere was almost suffocating.

“Thank you for getting her here.”

Soyeon’s mother stood next to me. I was startled as I didn’t even realize how she got there, my mind focused on the woman who silently talked to her father. The flowers lay on the table next to the bed, forgotten the moment their eyes had met.

“It’s the least I can do for her,” I answered before I ran a hand through my hair.

An quiet sigh left her lips before she continued, “Not every friend would do that Y/n, I think both of you need to realize that before it’s too late.”

Then she left. My gaze was still focused on the scene in front of me but my mind was long gone. What did Soyeon’s mother mean? Wasn’t it normal to be there for a best friend like this?

I closed my eyes as I finally noticed how exhausted I actually was after the match. The room went silent, for me at least. Reflections of the match took over my vision and left me in a deep state of thinking.

This match let me fly high…but perhaps the next will give the chance to go even higher.

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Wolf!Ateez Reaction to finding their mate

warnings: strong language, blood, violence, slight possessiveness, smoking

a/n: this has more open endings & sorry for the long writings; also I have a littler writer block at the moment & I am definitely not pleased with this but I have to write through it until it’s getting better again 😂

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k i m h o n g j o o n g

„is this the last one?“

„yes, alpha.“

hong joong eyed the rogue in front of him and gave the omegas the sign to kill the scum off. there were indeed too many attacks in the last months and he wouldn’t risk it to lose one single soul of his own pack again.

you watched everything with a stoic face and decided to try as quiet as possible to leave from the scene but right as you made a step back with your paw you tripped over a branch.

hong joong turned around like all his omegas and the beta, although you had a distance between you like a few hundred meters he knew where the sound came from and before you could see how they were changing and running after you the wind brushed through your fur at the high speed you were passing the trees.

fucking shit, you were a really good runner but beating an alpha when he’s angry wasn’t a good idea at all. it couldn’t get any better because a mesmerizing scent filled your nostrils and distracted you only more so eventually before you could reach your own territory something pounced on you and lunged for your neck.

hong joong being in his rage didn’t even realize that the sweet scent the female wolf in front of him giving off was his mate, only before he could hurt you he looked into your beautiful eyes and froze. you still struggling under him to get free recognized all the other wolfs gathering around your two entangled forms and with a deep growl he clarified for them to leave.

hong joong changed back and watched you in awe, keeping you in place with his arms. you snorted at him when he neared your neck to take a sniff from the sweet aroma you were giving off. why did your mate had to be the kim hong joong? you changed back, too.

„hello there, little mate“ he smiled at you, eyes golden and fangs still showing from the excitement. you raised one eyebrow at his words, little? and why was he looking at you with those loving eyes, he wanted to kill you a second ago.

„can you, maybe, please get off of me?“ your wolf protested at your remark, she didn’t want your mate to leave you at all. hong joong and his wolf on the other hand purred at the sound of your voice but he soon realized why you were being so hostile towards him. he smelled that you came from another pack, wondering if the territory in front of him was yours.

„I am sorry, I thought you were a rogue... I wouldn’t have tried to attack you if I wasn’t this angry before, you know the rogues are a huge problem these days...“ his eyes were glued to the ground and you saw the honesty in his eyes and he was right, it was the reason you have been there in the beginning.

„I - my name is Y/N...“

a big smile spread on his face and he thought to himself. „Y/N...what a beautiful name“ he looked at you with pure adoration and you blushed hard because of being naked in front of him and only being able to shield alway your most private parts, what an embarrassing start to find your mate.

„maybe we should go to your pack first? I mean, if I am allowed to guide you there...“ okay, who would’ve thought that the ruthless alpha could be a gentleman? but your heart nearly busted at the thought because he also tried hard to not look at your exposed body...

„I think it would be okay“ you gave him a cheeky smile and he gave you one in return

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p a r k s e o n g h w a

park seong hwa was probably the most popular wolf in your pack. he was handsome, a good fighter and had the best manners. every unmated female admired him and wished to be his mate, the boy himself watching how every friend of his finding their own and him being the only one still unmated...

he was sad, to be honest. he tried everything from visiting every other pack in the region to travel to other countries but nowhere he was able to find that delicious smell of his mate everyone was talking about.

and there was you. a not really admirable girl with zero talents, as you thought so yourself. your birthday was tomorrow and then you would be able to find your mate.

you occasionally played with the thought of it being seong hwa, your best friend knowing you had a crush on him since you were small. but you knew in this universe there wasn’t a chance you could have him... only thinking about the two of you standing next to each other made your face fall... it just didn’t match at all.

apparently there were many prettier girls than you that were after seong hwa, too. everyone hoped a girl named hee seon would turn out to be with him... and you understood why they thought so...

but as the day came and you saw seong hwa in the town you couldn’t believe it. there he was, your mate. your mate as in park seong hwa, you sensed him before he could do so and a tear rolled down your face, no. this couldn’t be! you weren’t good enough for him...

you knew what to do and ran home as fast as you could, packing only the most important things. thankfully it already was evening and your chances to get away unnoticed were higher. you took a way through an unpopular part of the forest and the distance to your mate hurt your wolf, the pain only would worsen.

before you could make another step something attacked you from behind and you felt a sharp pain in your arm, seeing a bright white wolf plunging its canines deep into the flesh. you let out a loud cry and tried to get the wolf off you by changing but your own was too frightened and sad to do so...

the wolf let go of your arm and licked it‘s mouth from the blood, you could swear it was smirking. by that time you were already crying from the pain and fear and tried to crawl away from it. you saw the wolf lunging at you again but before it managed to attack another big black wolf jumped in front of you growling so loud it let your blood freeze.

you were smelling the rich aroma from the wolf and immediately knew it was your mate who came to rescue you. the other wolf fled before seong hwa could make a move knowing exactly it wouldn’t stand a chance against the big black beauty.

he turned around and you could hear whimpers leaving his form when he neared you carefully. he started licking on your wound to lessen the pain and snuggled into your neck to comfort you.

„please, no... just leave me here“ your heart and wolf hurt at those words but the black wolf stepped away from you and changed back to his human form. you averted your gaze to not see him naked and seong hwa reached out for you to take you into his arms.

„what are you saying... I love you... don’t you know how long I waited for this moment?“

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j e o n g y u n h o

ending up blindfolded and bondaged in a cage wasn’t really your plan when you managed to slip out of the kingdom for a night trip. you only wanted to visit the nearby town but managed to came into the way of some rogues who were attacking and chasing you all the way into the near forest. when one of them hit you with their big paw on the head you fell unconscious and now you were trapped in god knows where...

after a while you startled when you heard foot steps nearing you and suddenly the cage was opened and your blindfold was taken away from you leaving you trying to make out your surroundings in the moonlight.

in front of you two boys were eyeing you and one of them made a move to touch your hair. instantly you crawled back to the end of the cave and gave him your feisty eyes.

„haha, why so shy little wolf?“ they both snickered but stopped when someone else entered the room and your heart sped up the sight. you didn’t know why but you immediately felt the urge to present your neck to him. his eyes were glued on your bruised form in the cave and his heart fell at the sight.

„get her out of that!“ the two boys shrieked and grabbed you by your ankles and out of the cave. you shyly looked to the ground while they freed you from the rope and you pushed your knees up to your form to shield something of your body.

the boy that told them to free you crouched down in front of you and tried to catch your eyes. „princess, you’re far away from home, am I right?“ he knows who you are? you’re eyes widened at his question and locked them with his. he definitely was the most beautiful being you ever layed yours on...

„mh, it’s okay. don’t be afraid we won’t hurt you... my pack rescued you from the rogues.“

so they weren’t the ones attacking you? but why did they smell like rogues, too? „my name is jeong yun ho... and I think you know what we two are...“

„jeong yun - yun ho? you’re one of the notorious rogue pack leaders!“

you shivered back in fear and panicked when he tried to hush you, he motioned for his members to leave you alone and sat in front of you. he sadly looked to the ground. his wolf being embarrassed the princess being their mate and they only being a rogue...

„yes, I am... but please, don’t judge me before you know me, I am begging you“ he breathily said and you saw his eyes watering at your slightly disgusted look but you felt your wolf faltering...

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k a n g y e o s a n g

it was time yeo sang attended the yearly meetings of all the alphas of the region with his father, training to take over the task in the future. the alphas‘ families were also allowed to follow the invitation and at the evening their was a ball being held.

yeo sang checked his attire a last time in the mirror and ventured out of his hotel room to meet up with his father and mother downstairs. as they drove to the mansion yeo sang felt a slight excitement, something was definitely going to happen tonight but he couldn’t put a finger on what it was...

when everyone took a place on their reservated tables the ball was opened and yeo sang‘s gaze driftet through the crowd and caught some unmated alpha‘s daughters flirty looks on him.

he grinned to himself, always so thirsty the girls for a soon-to-be alpha... after everyone ate people started to spread all over the place and occasionally talked with each other. his father waved him over from the other end of the ball room and when he took his position next to him his breath was caught in his lungs.

there in front of him the daughter of a good befriended pack stood hand in hand with another future alpha. he felt his claws emerging at the sight and a sudden jelousy nearly eating him alive.

„fingers off from what is not yours!“ his wolf brought him to spit out the words in the most venomously way he was able to.

„what’s wrong son?“

„mate“

your own wolf pushed you away from your current boyfriend who also got into a fighting position, ready to attack the wolf that was trying to catch you away. the atmosphere in the room got heated when the two werewolves growled at each other. suddenly yeo sang smirked at the other wolf changing in highspeed and lunging at the younger boy going directly for his neck.

you cried out when you heard bones cracking and you changed, too, to stop your mate from killing jong su. just before he was able to break his neck you jumped on him and took him down. the two of your rolled through the room breaking tables and glasses. you knew you had to distract your mate so you sped outside of the mansion firing up the instinct in him to hunt you.

problem was, you underestimated the pretty and not very strong looking boy when he cought you after a few miles and went on top of you. you gasped and howled out when you felt the stinging pain in your neck of him marking you in your wolf forms and creating the mind link between the two of you.

„game over.“

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c h o i s a n

sweat formed on your forehead and you heard strange noises leaving your stomach. why the heck did you have to meet the wolf prince? you really hoped he wasn’t your mate hearing he was a cocky ass and too arrogant to stand... and to be presented in front of him with other unmated females like it was a bazaar he could choose of... your wolf let out an annoyed growl at the thought. you hoped there were other pretty girls he would get distracted by and leave you alone.

entering the hall where he would be waiting you focused your gaze on to the ground while walking and not once looking up. you felt the other girls getting into a line next to you and did so, too.

you heard guards talking to eachother and suddenly stopping when someone entered the room. this smell... you had to find the source of it so your eyes searched for every spot in the room to find it. and there he stood. a young boy, indeed prince material, already watched you with his hands behind his back and a slight smirk playing on his lips.

oh no, please no!

he emerged your form with confident steps and all the other girls gasped some seemingly jealous because of the attention he gave you. well, not one of them being able to feel what you felt in that moment... the feeling of meeting your mate for the first time.

your became really insecure with your attire, you didn’t want to look your best for the prince because of reasons but now you wished you had put more effort... you bowed down in front of him feeling that it was expected from you.

„my prince...“

suddenly your mate chuckled and put his warm hands on your chin to lift your face.

„I am sorry, but I think I am not the one you think I am... prince woo young will arrive in a few minutes... but I think you won’t have to see him anymore.“ he winked at you and you felt your cheeks heating up because of embarrassment.

„my name is choi san, first protector of the wolf prince but if you like to address me as a prince I am happy to call you my princess“

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s o n g m i n g i

min gi couldn’t believe his eyes, out of all places he found you in fucking club, dancing down on someone‘s crotch that wasn’t his.

he was mad, furious even. his wolf pushed him to you and he grabbed the dumb boy by his neck and smashed him to the ground letting out a protective growl in the process.

you stood there shocked and gasped when the tall boy grabbed you by your waist and pushed his nose into your neck muttering a low ‚mine‘ that shook you to your bones, your knees practically went week at this and he held you tight before they gave out under you.

„what’s your name angel?“

„y/n... you, you and me-“

he smirked at you confidently and guided you out of the club. he steadied you against a wall and took in your body from your toes up to your eyes. he purred at the sight and really liked what he saw, your little dress leaving little to imagine what beauty lied under it only for him to see and feel.

„fuck, you’re so hot... what a lucky wolf I am...“ you deeply blushed at his statement and started to fiddle with your fingers not knowing what to say or do. usually you were a confident girl who liked to party and always caught the gazes of the boys. but with this one, your mate, you felt like a shy high school girl...

he chuckled a little bit and pushed a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, the skin he touched immediately forming goosebumps in the process. he leaned down and took a sniff of your hair.

„well, my name is song min gi, and I would like to ask you if we want to leave this place.“

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j u n g w o o y o u n g

four years of hard training. four years of blood, sweat and tears... and the result was a fiery and unstoppable assassin with only one goal. kill jung woo young, the future wolf king.

being born by a rogue mate couple you always have been an outsider in the pack that decided to take you in after they killed your parents. being adopted by the alpha that held a grudge against the wolf king that killed his own mate he decided for you to fulfill his desire of revenge.

and that’s how you got into the situation of sneaking into the palace at midnight and into the chambers of the wolf prince. he layed there soft breaths leaving his mouth. you took out your knife and placed it on his neck but something stopped you from slicing into it... your wolf pleaded with you to not do it. you suddenly started to sob into your left hand being so exhausted and disappointed in yourself for not being able to kill off the boy.

one tear fell on the boy‘s face and his eyes opened flinching at recognizing the knife on his throat and the girl above him. his eyes turned into a rich golden color and he slowly felt the pull to you.

„what are you doing, my soulmate?“

mates... you heard of the phenomenon. was it the reason your wolf stopped you? why was the thought of him getting hurt more painful than thinking of the consequences for your thoughtless behavior right now?

„y - you don’t have to do it... please, we are meant for each other...“

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„hey, jong ho! you already heard? sweet y/n‘s birthday is tomorrow, I am really curious who’s the lucky guy to fuck that pretty thing.“

one of his friends eyed your small form through the windows of the ice cream shop where you happily chatted with children. nearly every male wolf was swooning over your personality and charms and if you were considered the sun of the pack he probably was the moon. well, seems like a bad metaphor...

he was the bad guy of the pack. the one who always got into a fight and chilled with the troublemakers, making out with the hot chicks. you on the other hand probably never have been touched before and were too pure for him. although he wasn’t into girls like you something triggered him to keep an eye on you wherever he saw you.

he threw his cigarette to the ground and scoffed at his friend. „poor bastard who gets such a lame and unattractive mate.“

you were so excited, waking up in the morning you already felt it. today you would meet your mate. your friends hyping you up since a month and making you nervous in the process, too. you decided to celebrate your birthday in a bar tonight and you went for a pretty sexy look, despite you always being keen on wearing not too revealing clothes.

the moment you saw him making out with a definitely more exciting girl than you your heart literally broke... the fact that choi jong ho knowingly watched you suffering from the scene made your blood boil. you vanished back to the restrooms blocking yourself out in a cabin and cried into your knees on the ground.

did you deserve this? the most beautiful day in your life also turned out as the most gruesome... being rejected by your mate was one of the worst things a wolf could feel in their life. something in you broke and maybe alcohol was the curse for your pain.

he couldn’t take his eyes off you. swaying from side to side with your too short dress and all those bastards checking you out like they had the right to. he just wanted to play with you a little bit but the plan obviously backfired when his wolf went rigid at one of his friends smacking your ass from behind.

in a second he had the boy by his collar and pushed him against the bar. he went to grab your hand planning bring you to a safer place but you were quick to get out of his grasp.

„no! you are a b - bastard, choi chong do!“ your words came out so slurred he had to listen carefully.

„y - you don’t have a rrright to take me anywherrrr!“

„oh, believe me. I have any right to take what’s mine!“ and with that he swang you over his shoulders like a prey and vanished out of the bar.

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