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jeonjungkookenthusiast1997 · 8 months

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Surrender to the Night

Synopsis: Y/N is looking for a safe haven from the packs of wolves hiding in the dark. In the middle of the forest she finds Hwang Hyunjin, who patches her up before stealing her away into his bedroom away from prying eyes.

Do not repost or translate my work! This work of fiction is intended for 18+ audiences only.

Content Warnings: vampire au, mentions of blood and mild violence, supernatural abilities, oral sex (m & f receiving), shameless smut, porn with feelings, creampie, unprotected sex

Word Count: 6,425 (she's long I do apologise)

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{ How I imaged Hyunjin looking in this fic }

It's a dark and dreary Friday night as Y/N walks aimlessly through a dense forest. She'd been at a art exhibition in a neighbouring town when she realised how late it was getting, unfortunately it was so late that public transport was a definite no good meaning she would have to make her own way home 'just great' she thinks as she hugs the thin material of her baby pink blouse closer to her chest.

It has to have been about an hour since she had left the warmth and safety of the convention hall, her phone battery long dead and her hope of finding somewhere to stay for the night was quickly dwindling. Y/N comes to a clearing with a tree stump hidden away to the side, needing to rest her feet at least for a moment she sits as she racks her brain on what she should do next, she thinks to herself it's almost eerily quiet when a howl not too far away makes her jump up from where she had been sat.

Y/N may not know much about surviving in nature but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to realise she needs to leave…now. She walks off from the clearing back into the thick of the woods, weaving her way through the trees as quietly as she can. The shaken girl has her eyes staring straight ahead as she walks, more howls sound off in the distance which is slightly reassuring but they're definitely getting closer to her as her pace starts to pick up in a bid to get to some form of safety quicker. Y/N passes through another patch of tall trees and thick bushes when she looks ahead to see, what she's sure is, a very big house with one light still on. A cry of relief leaves her throat as she starts to run to the house, she almost gets out of the greenery entirely when something large and heavy jumps onto her back knocking her to the floor.

The wolf that's on top of her body is bigger than any other wolf she's ever seen before, its eyes are dark and unforgiving as its claws slash at her arms causing thick globs of red blood to ooze through her blouse staining it red. She's crying now as she tries to push the beast off of her body, luckily she manages to find a decently thick fallen tree branch she hits the wolf with knocking it down momentarily giving her enough time to hobble over to the house.

Holding her injured arm tightly she places her small hand on a large brass lion which appears to be a door knocker, she gives the heavy item a few quick taps but no one appears at the door. Terrified that the grey beast wasn't done with her she gives the door handle a little shake, once she knows the door is unlocked she makes her way in slowly. Y/N closes the front door behind her as softly as she can, to what can only be described as a mansion, jumping when she turns to see a young beautiful man standing in the doorway with a scowl on his face "who are you?" He asks with a look of distrust "right of course I'm Y/N. S-Sorry to bother you... I got into an accident and your home was the was the only safe space I could find" his piercing brown eyes look the small girl up and down before he slowly nods his head "I see, my name is Hyunjin" he gestures to himself as he replies before his eyes land on her arm "what happened?" Y/N moves her hand away from her arm to show the two large gashes that line her skin "I got lost in the woods and before I realised it was almost pitch black outside, a very large wolf found me... I barely got away with my life as you can see" she shrinks away at his intense gaze, her eyes dropping to inspect the intricately patterned tiles lining the floor.

Hyunjin sighs heavily "I'm sorry that happened to you, the wolves shouldn't be lingering around here they know better than that..." His tone is cold as he looks back at her arm "you'll need to get that cleaned up, follow me" he gestures for her to walk with him as he ventures further into his home. The beautiful man's comment about the wolves gives Y/N pause 'they know better than that' what does that mean, she turns to look at the ornate door leading back outside thinking maybe she should just brave the elements and find a town to stay in like she originally hoped when a howl sounding off scares her into blindly following the taller man "come along" Hyunjin motions for her to follow him once more as they enter into a large room, he proceeds to lead her to a kitchen filled with various powders, potions, and bandages. He nods his head in the direction of a stool set in the corner "sit" she looks at the stool and blinks her eyes shocked at his cold demeanour "r-right of course... sorry" she scrambles to quickly sit on the seat waiting as patiently as she can. Hyunjin walks over to one of the cabinets and pulls out some supplies, taking them back to the table where he carefully sets them down, he motions for her to take a hold of his hand as he cuts away the shredded material of her shirt with a pair of scissors. His movements suddenly halt when he accidentally nicks her arm causing fresh blood to trickle from the wound, she winches in pain but he doesn't acknowledge her as his eyes stay trained to her bloodied arm. Y/N tries to pull her hand from his grasp but he doesn't let go of the appendage, his eyes never moving away from her body "excuse me, Hyunjin?" She asks timidly, her body growing cold as she swears his eyes glint a dark hue of red, her voice seems to snap him out of his thoughts as he clears his throat "sorry" he mumbles giving no explanation for his behaviour.

His slender fingers set the scissors down on the table "this may sting a bit" he warns her as he starts to clean the wounds with some antiseptic wipes. He makes sure not to touch her too much, knowing that even the smallest bit of contact could cause problems for both of them. As he bandages her up she notices his hands start to shake. His delicate face holds a scowl so deep she's never seen something quite like it before as his shaking becomes worse "if the sight of blood makes you queasy I can do this myself, you've done the hard part" she tries to joke as she offers to take over, a soft chuckle at her cluelessness leaves his lips at her offer, sounding almost musical she thinks, a small smile forms on his face as he shakes his head "that's not it, I'm almost done anyway so stop squirming" his eyes narrow at her. Her moments freeze as his hands tug her body closer to him to make his work easier "you sure? 'cause I could have sworn that before your eyes..." She trails off as his head snaps up, eyes cold and dark as they zero in on her own. He suddenly drops her arm from his hold "you saw nothing" he grumbles his eyes not dropping from her own "all done" he finally looks away from her as he washes her dried blood from his hands with a strained look on his face.

Y/N gulps as her eyes stay trained on his back "right yeah of course, I'm probably just hallucinating or something from the adrenaline of the attack" she huffs out a laugh as she examines his work on her arm "I mean what average person has glowing red eyes right?" she jokes brushing off the weirdness of the situation, his body stiffens before turning to face her once again, a dangerous grin on his lips ``actually I was wrong...we're not done here" he walks back over to her, moving until his body is inches from her own "what is it exactly you think you saw?" her heart starts to beat erratically almost like a rabbit sensing a predator is nearby "I mean it's nothing really... I just thought I sa- but it couldn't have been" she shakes her head, he simply stares at her face not moving back with an expectant look on his face "I thought I saw... your eyes turn red when you nicked me" she whispers feeling her breath come out in shallow bursts. His eyes widen for a moment as his mouth parts slightly in surprise, he takes a step back before bringing his hands up to his face, gripping the bridge of his nose "goddammit Chan is going to kill me" he curses out loud "you saw" he murmurs to himself, shaking his head in disbelief "I knew I should have just turned you away dammit, you actually saw…" he slowly turns to stare at her incredulously "and yet you didn't try to run away" he tilts his head "how curious" he smiles darkly.

Y/N backs away as he starts to walk closer until her shoulders hit against a long cabinet "well yeah of course. I mean I figured it was just a trick of the light or something, right?" She tries to play the whole situation off as light-heartedly as she can but deep in her heart she can feel that she's treading into dangerous waters. Hyunjin chuckles softly as he leans forward placing both hands on either side of the floor to ceiling glass cabinet boxing her head in between his hands ``it wasn't a trick of the light" he says calmly, inching his face towards her slowly "but if you insist on playing innocent then fine by me" he smirks mischievously. The shaking woman musters all the courage she can looking up into his eyes "if it wasn't the light then what are you?" she asks slowly and carefully. His lips curl up into a small smile, a predatory glint in his eyes "I’m a vampire, of course" he murmurs watching her body as her eyes widen in shock "don't worry I'm not going to hurt you, if i’d have wanted to hurt you I could have done it when you opened the door to my home and entered without permission" He pauses for a moment and tilts his head to the side "it's been a long time since we've had a human here I want to savour the moment" his long and slender fingers trail soft touches against her cheek and across to her jaw as his dark eyes watch her rapidly rising chest closely "a vampire?" she questions keeping her voice as calm as she can "how can I be sure you aren't just fucking with me?" she asks with a determined shine in her eyes. The gentle fingers stop mid-touch, turning his hand so that his thumb grazes against the corner of her lips, his eyes studying her every move "you're asking me to prove to you what I am? Isn't that a little dangerous" he asks with a laugh "you should trust your instincts, they never lie. Your poor little heart has been thumping so loudly I can almost feel it in my bones" he says calmly a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he continues to run his hand down her cheek, trailing down her neck until he reaches her collarbone.

Y/N’s eyes drop down to watch his fingers move across her body, the air between the two changing as their bodies move closer to each other "apparently I'm in the mood for a little danger tonight" she looks up at his face as she leans close and whispers "you still haven't proved your actually a vampire" his fingers continue to trace along her collar bone slowly moving lower towards her cleavage, "Are you saying you don't believe my word? That I would lie about something like this?" he asked softly as he looked into her eyes. The look on his face was playful but there was an underlying seriousness behind it "if you're so set on this then I will prove myself to you" his soft touches are making the nerves in the body tingle as his fingers move down her chest, she's about to press him again about proof of who he is when his head suddenly lifts causing him to stand tall. His beautiful face twists into something akin to frustration as his head shifts slightly to the direction of the door before his smile returns, he wraps his arms around her waist holding her tightly "hold on tight" he murmurs into her ear as he moves them from the kitchen downstairs to a bedroom upstairs within seconds slamming the door behind them as he drops her onto a bed "h-how did you do that?" she gasps as she sits on a nearby bed catching her breath.

Hyunjin chuckles lightly at her bewildered expression, "I've been a vampire for centuries now little one, I know how to handle things my abilities" he said with a wink, she nods as she looks around the beautifully decorated room "fuck you weren't lying then" she laughs as he shakes his head 'no' "yours?" she asks as she gestures to the room, her eyes take in the plush room decorated with vibrant shades of red and gold with a look of awe on her face. He chuckles lightly and nods "yes mine" he says smiling happily, "it holds mementos of everything i've experienced through this tediously long life" he says looking over at the beautiful furniture and decorations in the room. He moves closer to her "I live in this mansion with my brothers, I heard the youngest of us coming through the door which is why I had to bring you up here... so I can have you all to myself" she gulps slightly at the predatory gaze he fixes on her body "I didn't realise vampires could have brothers" he hums in acknowledgement at her statement "we aren't blood related but we've been together for centuries now, we're all we have left" she thinks over his words wondering how many of these 'brothers’ he has and after a moment she speaks again "am I your prisoner now Hyunjin? because I was unlucky enough to stumble onto your property, does that mean I can't leave?" she asks showing no real emotions negative or positive.

He smiles widely as he hears her questions "you are not a prisoner little one, you're free to leave this place whenever you'd like" his voice gets very low as he stares deeply into her eyes, "but why would you want to when I'm here" he smirks as he bends in front of her "you barely know me Hyunjin, why would you want to keep me here?" she asks as she subconsciously reaches her fingers out to touch his cheek, almost recoiling as she feels how cold his skin is. He laughs softly as he pulls away from her hand, "because I find you interesting little one," he whispers huskily before leaning forward again pressing himself closer to her body, "and because I enjoy being near you…" he whispers as his breath licks at her ear, "and lastly because..." he pauses for effect "you smell absolutely divine" he nuzzles his nose into her neck just below her earlobe. Y/N gasps at the feeling of his nose nuzzling along her pulse point, her hands reach up as her fingers weave themselves into his long, dark hair. Hyunjin wraps his hand around her waist, using his hold on her body to push her gently onto his bed making sure to keep his body close to hers as he crawls on top of her. Her breath hitches in her throat at his intense stare into her eyes "didn't you say one of your brothers was home? won't he hear if we…" Hyunjin smiles mischievously as he looks down at her, "don't worry about him... as soon as Innie smells your sent mixed with mine, no doubt he'll leave to snitch on me to Chan'' he says with a small laugh "we're not meant to have friends over you see" he whispers as he leaves feather light kisses along her jaw "too... much... of a... distraction” a blush creeps up her cheeks at his words.

Y/N nods her head whilst tilting her head back to give him more access to her body "is that what I am to you? a friend?" she giggles teasingly as her friends play with his dark, silky locks. He chuckles softly before placing more soft kisses against her delicate skin "I suppose we'll see, won't we little one" he says with a smile. Hyunjin lifts his body so that he's leaning above her smaller frame with his hands splayed at either side of her head, he waits for a moment as he looks into her eyes. Sensing some hesitation Y/N removes her fingers from his hair choosing to hold onto his jaw gently giving a slight pulling motion, he lets her pull his face to her own as she places a slight kiss against his soft and full lips. He groans slightly as she pulls away from their kiss, but doesn't resist the action. Instead he leans forward pressing his forehead against her own. His voice is low and husky when he speaks again, "you really are quite something aren't you?" Y/N bites her lip as she looks at his face taking in his delicate, almost princely, features. She moves forwards catching his lips in another delicate kiss "are you sure you want this?" Hyunjin asks surprisingly softly as his eyes scrunch shut "once I've had you... I may never be able to let you go" she thinks for a moment watching as his pretty eyes flutter open at her silence, she nods her head but doesn't speak she just pulls his head back down to her own.

Hyunjin allows her to pull him close as she kisses him, this time he decides he has given her enough time to back out and deepens the kiss. He moves one hand to hold her jaw in place as his tongue slides across her bottom lip requesting entry, she smiles into the kiss opening her lips just enough to let his tongue slide against her own, she moves her hand to wrap around his wrist keeping his hold on her jaw firm. Hyunjin feels himself getting lost in the kiss, all thoughts of trying to convince her to think this through and make sure it's what she wants disappear completely. He kisses her harder as he groans softly "you taste heavenly little one" he grins the irony of his words making him chuckle, she gasps softly as she feels his teeth nip gently at her bottom lip, she gives him one last passionate kiss before pulling away slightly "are you trying to corrupt me Hyunjin?" she enquiries teasingly biting her lip. The vampire hovering above her rubs his nose against her cheek "I wouldn't have to do much to corrupt you little one, you're already so... responsive to my touch" he winks, before leaning in to give her a tender kiss on the lips before reattaching his lips to her neck, sucking gently to leave red and purple marks littered across her collarbone.

Y/N whines as Hyunjin teases her, grazing his sharp canines against her skin "doesn't it scare you that all I'd have to do is press...a little harder and I'd be feeding on you" he asks with a dangerous glint shining in his eyes. She surprises him by shaking her head boldly "I'm not afraid" as if to prove her point she takes a hold of the bottom of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head before throwing it to the floor. His eyebrows raise at her boldness, but his smile remains wide and smug as his hand moves from her throat to her breasts. His touches are soft and teasing as his fingertips run along the underside of her gold laced bra, Hyunjin lowers his head to place kisses across her bust. He sucks the skin into his mouth, leaving his marks decorated across her body and once he's happy she's sufficiently claimed he uses his enchanted strength to snap the bra in two sliding the material down her arms. Y/N notes how careful he is as he slides the broken material over her injured arm "your paying for that I hope you know" she smirks as she watches the tatters flow to the marble floor, her nipples start to rise to attention as the cold air of the room wraps around her uncovered body. He nods with a cheeky grin on his face as he lifts her arm up to examine it closely, running his thumb across the newly exposed flesh, a small pout forming at her condition before turning his attention back to her chest.

Hyunjin places soft kisses against each of her nipples, using his thumb to rub soothing circles into her bare skin. She waits as patiently as she can with the sexual tension building between them until he finally wraps his lips around one of her nipples, licking his tongue over the hardening bud to soothe the slight ache from the cold air. He lathers her chest in attention before moving to her other nipple once he's happy to repeat his process, Y/N tugs a few strands of his hair to get his attention "why are you such a tease Hyunjin" she whines wanting more. He smiles softly as he hears her words and then looks deep into her eyes and gives her a kiss so passionate that it makes her protests melt on her tongue. His hand moves to cup her breast gently squeezing the flesh softly "I'm not teasing baby" he replies in a husky voice "I just want to enjoy every second I have with you" his reasoning makes her mutter to herself "you make it hard to be frustrated when your answer is so rational" she rolls her eyes playfully "you're wearing too many layers" she pulls the white suspenders down from his broad shoulders, moving to tug at the hem of his white t-shirt wanting it off.

He chuckles softly as he feels her fingers tugging at his shirt "you're right, I'm wearing far too much" he says with a smirk as he helps her pull the offending material off, a gasp leaves her lips as his sinfully sculpted body is revealed to her eyes. Her hand reaches out to run her fingers down the ridges of his muscled body "who knew you were hiding this under your clothes" she smiles in awe of his beauty. Hyunjin laughs softly as he watches her eyes unabashedly rake across his upper body, he leans back so that both his hands are free and moves to unbuckle his belt throwing that to the floor too "like what you see baby?" he asks her smugly, Y/N mutters a soft 'yes' almost in a daze as she lifts herself up off the bed to undo his button tugging the edge of his dress pants down "want it off Hyun" she tells him, pushing against his chest slightly so that he can stand and remove the clothing. Hyunjin smirks as he backs off the bed standing so that he can step out of his pants making sure to take his time letting her drink in his form. Before rejoining Y/N on the bed he also pulls down his boxers, throwing them off to the side to join the clothes lining the floor.

Y/N gulps as she watches him crawl back onto the bed towards her, his impressive length standing to attention between his thick well toned thighs "I didn't realise you were so...big" she bites her lip as she watches him smiling impishly at her "will it even fit?" she squeaks as he tugs on her legs making her back land on his plush sheets, "oh it’ll fit alright baby," he says with a wicked grin as he rocks his hips forward making a hiss fall from his lips as his member rubs against her pants. His hands move to the waistband of her pants as he grips the edges ``now who's overdressed" he breathes out as he tugs the material down her legs leaving her almost completely bare to his predatory gaze. Almost immediately his head is between her thighs as he pushes his nose into the damp spot forming on her lace panties, his eyes roll back into his head as he inhales her scent making her cover her eyes with her hands in embarrassment. Y/N wiggles her hips as a whine bubbles in her throat "please Hyun'' she pleads with him breathlessly "shhh," he soothes in a deep tone as his tongue prods at her underwear. His teeth nip at the thin material between her legs as more of her wetness coats the panties "I'll give you what you want baby if you're patient" he smirks.

Y/N grumbles in frustration and waits as patiently as she can, spreading her thighs to give him more room. Hyunjin holds her thighs apart with his hands as the crotch of her panties is completely dripping with slick, once he's satisfied with how riled up she is he rips her panties to shreds leaving her finally completely bare. Y/N's hands fist into the bed sheets as she waits for him to make a move, with a smirk Hyunjin lowers his mouth to her damp slit and licks up the pearls of wetness that coat her folds. His tongue twirls around her clit, making her buck off the bed at the sudden stimulation. He growls in satisfaction as he watches her quiver under his attention. A keening whine leaves her lips as her head falls back onto the pillow below her "Hyuuuunnn" she rocks her hips up to meet his tongue as he licks long strips up from her weeping hole to her throbbing clit "like that baby?" He asks, his face smug, he smiles wickedly before plunging his tongue deep into her folds. He licks and sucks, flicking his tongue against her clit in a teasing manner before pulling back slightly to drag his teeth along her inner thighs, leaving small nips in his wake. He licks up the slick that has trailed down her thighs, wrapping his arms around them as he moves his tongue back to her lips.

Y/N nods her head vigorously at his words "yes, yes" her back arches slightly off the bed as she tries to angle herself better for him "your tongue... so good Hyun" she babbles as her hands shoot down to his head, her fingers wrapping around his soft locks pulling his head closer to her body "don't hold back baby, let me hear you moan for me" he grins, his eyes glinting with mischief as he flicks his tongue against her clit in slow steady movements letting her feel every roll of his tongue. He smiles as he feels her hips bucking up involuntarily, he lifts up her legs throwing them over his shoulders as he moves one of his hands to push a longer at her entrance, his tongue rubs firm circles against her clit as he pushes his finger inside her hole. Her whines and moans increase in pitch as his finger starts to thrust at a steady rate, once he's sure she's comfortable she adds another finger pumping them into her fast curling them to hit that spot which makes her eyes roll back into her head. Her thighs start to shake around his head as she grips his hair tightly rocking her hips forward as his tongue licks up all the slick he can moaning at her taste. Hyunjin’s thumb replaces his tongue as he licks her juices off his lips seductively "that's it little one, give yourself to me" he groans as he watches the way her pussy tightens around his fingers, sucking them in deeper "can't wait to see your pretty little pussy wrap around my cock" he takes one last moment to enjoy the way her face consorts in pure pleasure before he's sucking her clit back into his mouth.

YN’s breaths come out ragged as she pants harshly "hyune, hyunnie I- I need" her fingers pull at his hair making his scalp burn slightly but it only pushes him further "you wanna cum baby?" He asks her sweetly as he watches her nod with tears streaming down her cheeks "need it...need it please" she barely knows what she's saying as her high creeps closer and closer teasing its way up her body as she chants and pleads. Hyunjin’s dick throbs at how sweet and desperate she sounds begging him to make cum, the thought alone makes precum dribble from his slit. Hyunjin adds another finger fucking her quickly as they hit her g-spot with every thrust "I've got you baby, cum for me~" her thighs cage his head against her core as they shake and tense. Y/N cries out as Hyunjin's tongue circles her clit just right making her mouth drop open as her head and back arch, she's soundless as she cums her throat raw and tired. With a satisfied smile Hyunjin continues lavishing her clit with attention as she cums only slowing down as her body becomes less rigid and settles onto his sheets as her climax finally subsides, Y/N lays there panting trying desperately to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling heavily as she tries to regain control of herself. Her legs still locked around his head she whimpers as he finally pulls away licking his fingers clean as he does "good?" he asks with a wink and a smile

"good?" she repeats with wide eyes and her breaths coming out ragged "your tongue is... you're a fucking god" she giggles as she smoothes down the strands of hair she had been gripping. Hyunjin smiles proudly before kissing her thigh, he then begins nibbling on her inner thigh slowly working his way towards her core again. Hyunjin gives her abused pussy one last kiss before pulling back "glad you enjoyed it baby" he smirks as he admires his work, his pretty little human spread out over his bed with her chest heaving and covered in his marks.

Once Y/N regains her composure she lifts herself up to rest on her elbows with a sneaky smile on her face "your turn Hyunnie" she pushes him down so that his back is on the bed and she's crawling on top of him, she smirks at his surprised face before lowering her face to place kisses over his shaft. She licks up the length of his dick circling her tongue over his slit lapping up the precum that had dribbled out. Hyunjin gasps as she takes him into her mouth, her warmth and wetness driving him crazy. His hands clenched into fists as he tries to control himself, every lick of her tongue on his cock sending waves of pleasure through him. Hyunjin hasn't been with anyone in a while making his sensitivity shoot through the roof, he whines prettily as his hands grip her hair "Y/N baby...n-need you to stop" she hums but doesn't move off of him instead she takes the head of his cock into her mouth sucking and licking as she moans at his taste "hm why Hyun?" she questions with a smirk dancing over her lips. She rubs his cock head over her tongue a few times before taking him back into her mouth slowly sinking deeper, she uses her other hand to hold the base of his cock pumping what she doesn't have down her throat.

Hyunjin gasps as she takes him in deeper, the feeling of her hot mouth on his cock making him clench his fists into the sheets and his head falls back onto the pillows. His hips start to buck up into her throat without him realising what he's doing, whines and moans tumble out of his throat as he pleads with her "p-please baby, wanna cum in your pussy" his hand grips her head in an attempt to slow her down "if you don't stop now I'm gonna... gonna cum" his brows furrow as sweat clings to his bangs. Taking pity on him Y/N gives his shaft one last suck before pulling off with a 'pop' and a smirk, she watches as his breaths even out and he glares at her, with no real malice in the action, as he picks uses his increased speed to pick her up and throw her onto the bed with her giggling at his behaviour. Hyunjin gives Y/N a quick peck on the lips before he asks her "you ready?" She nods her head mumbling a soft 'yeah' before looping her arms around his neck to pull him to her body. Hyunjin gives his cock a few quick pumps before spreading her thighs and lining himself up with her pussy, he gives her one look before pushing in slowly letting Y/N feel every inch he has to give her as he fills her up completely pushing in to the hilt they both let out a long moan at the way he stretches her walls "fuck Hyun" she whines as he gives them both a moment to adjust.

Once he's certain he won't hurt her he starts to shallowly thrust building up a steady pace as she digs her nails into his back. Hyunjin bites his bottom lip as he starts to speed up his thrusts, burying himself deeper with each passing minute. He can feel his climax approaching as he feels Y/N's pussy tightening around his dick; her walls clenching around him like a vice with every thrust, making him feel like he's being consumed by her. Y/N throws her head back exposing her neck as she is rocked back and forth, sweat slicked to their bodies "you feel so good Hyun" she whines as he drills his cock into her pliant body, his headboard knocking against the wall with each rough thrust. Hearing that only makes him go faster, pounding away at her even harder than before, feeling her tight cunt gripping his cock with every movement he makes. He can hear her moaning below him as he leans down giving her a deep kiss. His tongue pushes past hers to taste her sweet saliva as he continues to fuck her, her scent envelops his body making him feel almost feral.

Having his senses invaded by her body makes his mind conjure sinful thoughts that he dare not act on, his sharp eyes trained on the veins throbbing in her throat as he pounds into her almost like she can read the thoughts racing through his mind. Y/N slips her hand between their bodies rubbing quick circles against her clit "F-fuck Hyunnie, bite me" she moans out as his cock hits her g-spot roughly. His hips stutter at her request "w-what? Baby no I might hu-" she grips the back of his head giving him a passionate kiss "you won't" she assures "wanna feel you bite me as I cum" she whines as her fingers rub faster. The sound of her pleading voice sends shockwaves through his body, his dick twitching at the request. With a deep growl, he lowers himself down, his fangs extended as he bites down on her shoulder causing her to cry out in pleasure. Her sweet blood fills his mouth, making him moan with need as his fangs pierce her skin and his cock throbs against her walls pleasure shoots down her limbs "I-I'm gonna cum Hyunnie" with a final thrust and rub of her clit she falls apart in his arms, cumming hard with his name falling from her lips. Feeling her pussy tighten around his cock makes him slam his hips forward, burying his cock inside her pussy as he paints her walls with his cum. Hyunjin's fangs stay attached to her neck as he finishes feeding while they come down from their highs, panting harshly Hyunjin licks over the two small puncture holes left in her skin.

Hyunjin places a soft kiss on Y/N's nose before pulling out of her walls "you might be a little tender for a few days sorry little one" he bites his lip looking worried for her, he licks over the wound one last time before settling down with her in bed "my saliva should help them heal faster at least" she shakes her head at his worrying "I'll be fine Hyunjin I promise" he nods gently, kissing her forehead softly before turning off the light and snuggling close beside her. His arm wraps tightly around her waist protectively "that's my good girl" he says, running his finger through her hair in thought. Y/N's eyes close for a brief moment as she enjoys his body against her own, Hyunjin nuzzles his nose against her own as he smiles "I want you to stay here tonight regardless of what happens between us, it's too dangerous to be out in the woods, especially at night" Y/N nods her head smiling at his concern for her safety. Hyunjin kisses her forehead ready to get some rest when an door slamming shatters the tranquility "Hwang fucking Hyunjin! Get your ass down here right now!" Y/N's eyes widen as Hyunjin shakes his head with a frown on his face "aaand Chan knows your here" he huffs out a laugh as he gathers his clothes starting to redress "I'll fix this mess baby don't worry" a yawn tumbles from her lips as she snuggles into his soft sheets "okie Hyun" the dark haired vampire smiles at her sleepy form before quietly leaving the room. Y/N's eyes are about to drift shut when she suddenly hears her vampire lover whine loudly "I know we aren't meant to! But hyung she's so pretty!" Shaking her head she giggles at his words, a smile etched across her face as she drifts off into a peaceful sleep.

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crimsonlovebartylus · 1 month

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Barty: why am I being dragged to this?

James: because we know you have a thing for baby black.

Remus: so by default you have to join us, thank you

Barty: i-

Remus: shh we are about to start.

Outside with Lily, Sirius and Regulus:

Regulus: IS THAT BARTY DRESSED AS A WOLF?

Sirius: I'm-

Lily: what the fuc-..

Remus leading the line, point at Sirius: You got the world shaking

Barty: Oooh

James: Oooh

Remus: In the middle of the night when the wolves come out.

James, points at Lily: headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark.

Regulus: barty-..

Barty, shaking his tail: One by one, I try to take them down.

Lily, whispers: I'm scared..

Sirius, nods: me too..

#i dont even know what this is... i was listening to one direction and this happened #bartylus #wolfstar #jily #regulus black #barty crouch jr #lily evans #lily potter #james potter #sirius black #harry potter #the marauders #remus lupin #remus x sirius #lily x james #barty x regulus

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deathisararemercy · 1 year

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Ties to The Past

Death x ghost/soulmate!Reader

“Wait…is it really you, old friend?” If you had any blood in your body, it would’ve run cold. There was no mistaking that voice. The wrinkled old spirit in front of you, the soul who was standing next to the lifeless body in the bed, the person Death had come to reap, was a former friend of yours from when you were alive, years and years ago.

A/N: Sorry for the lack of a post yesterday. After posting something nearly every day for about a week, it felt weird not doing so last night. However, I come bearing a 3k part two to this 2 am post, aka Red String. This story has shifted a bit, but I hope you all enjoy. I have more planned out for this AU. It shouldn't be more than five or six parts, and I'll hopefully finish it by the end of next week, if not the end of this week. In the meantime, this is a little reminder that my requests are open (guidelines in pinned)! Thank you for all the love on Red String!

Part One | Part Two |

“I’m sorry, mi fantasma. You can’t come with me on this one.”

Your eyes widened in shock before narrowing in suspicion. “Why not?” You floated over the wolf’s head, peering down at him. After what seemed like forever, you figured out how levitation worked, and it was now your favorite means of getting from place to place. Being a ghost had its perks, aside from the whole being dead thing.

Death, however, was not tolerating this at the moment. He batted you away with a grim expression on his face. “I can’t tell you.” Seeing your hurt expression, he sighed. “You won’t want to see this particular soul. They’ve done some…unpleasant things.”

You groaned, floating a bit further ahead of him as you gestured around you. “We’re in the middle of a small little seaside town,” you said incredulously. “What kind of ‘unpleasant things’ could this person have done?”

You had a point. The town the two of you walked (or floated) through was the epitome of an idyllic seaside life. The mid-afternoon air carried in from the sea was crisp and smelled faintly of brine. The red roofed houses were full of life and color. People, unaware of Death’s presence and certainly not of yours, called out to one another, selling wares, fruits, and fish, and children raced down to the seashore. Seeing the ocean’s horizon and the endless shades of blue filled you with excitement.

Slowly, you returned to the earth and walked alongside Death on the cobbled road, your red thread growing warmer at the physical proximity. “I’ve seen you work a ton of times before, Muerte. Good people, bad people. Old people, young people. I think I can handle another soul collection.”

“Don’t get cocky now,” he chuckled. He tugged on his hood to further obscure his face, though no one could see him at the moment. “I mean it, cordero,” he muttered. “When we arrive at the house, I want you to stay outside.”

You had died a long time ago. But when you did, your red soulmate thread appeared and connected you to Death. And not metaphorically or rhetorically or poetically or theoretically or in any other fancy way. Your soulmate was Death, straight up. Ever since he cut the silver cord connecting your soul to your physical body, you’ve traveled with the wolf and kept him company. Though he never said it aloud, you could tell he appreciated this, and that a small part of him needed it too.

Wolves are social creatures, you thought to yourself as Death changed the subject to a cat who was shot out of a cannon not too far from these shores. Death loved stories. His tail always wagged a bit whenever you told him a story about your life. Even after you thought you had run out of stories to tell, he always managed to dig up a memory of yours that you had thought you had completely forgotten. It amused and interested him to hear you talk about your life, and it kept you sane too. After all, it must have been…decades since you died. The fear of forgetting your life always haunted you, which was annoying because you were a ghost, and you were supposed to be the haunter and not the haunted.

At least if there was one person you knew you were haunting successfully, it was Death. Your red thread made sure the two of you were never too far from one another, but even without that thread, it would be practically impossible to separate you from his side. If being by his side and providing each other company as the world moved on and on and on was supposed to be your “happily ever after,” you weren’t going to complain.

But you were going to complain if he didn’t let you join him on this one little job. “Why don’t you think I can handle myself?” you asked him one last time. “Don’t you trust me?”

The wolf stopped suddenly. If you had a physical body, you would’ve walked straight into him. You stood in front of him now with a stern glare. The thread felt heavier than it usually did. An unreadable expression was on Death’s face. His eyes twitched a little as he spoke. “It’s not that I don’t trust you.”

“Alright then.”

“It’s that I’m worried for you.”

This wiped the glare off of your face. You faltered. “What?”

Muerte pointed up at the window of the large house you two stopped in front of. “Up there in that bedroom is the soul I have to collect. An elderly person who has lived a life full of popularity, wealth, and status and died peacefully in their sleep during a post-lunch nap.”

“Sounds…pretty nice,” you mumbled. A scowl crossed your face. “So what? You think I’m going to get hurt because I’m going to see a person who lived a full life? I’ve seen plenty before!”

“It’s not just that, mi fantasma,” continued Death slowly. “They did not live a truly full life. They’re alone right now. And no one will know that they’ve died for quite some time. Despite their riches and ranking, no one was truly ever close with them. At least, there is no one they hold close anymore.” He placed a paw on your shoulder. “I have the feeling that they might resist me while I try to do my job, and I don’t want you to have to see me get…” He paused, tilting his head a bit and chewing on the words. “Violent.”

Realization dawned on your face slowly, softening your features. “Oh.”

“Oh,” he nodded. The wolf sniffed the air a bit. “I have to go in now. Stay here, alright?” He gently tugged on the string, warmth filling your bodies. “I’ll be right back.”

He began to whistle his eerie little tune, and in a blink, he was gone. Your thread showed that he was already up in the bedroom. You sighed. You weren’t going to complain. You were going to listen and be a good little ghost and respect his wishes and stay outside.

But you were worried about him.

You had no doubt that Death could handle himself in a fight. He was tall and strong, and his reflexes were terrifyingly quick. Though you’ve seen him use his sickles to cut cords, you knew he could use them very well in a fight. He was an immortal being, for folk’s sake. No one escapes Death. But even so…

A chill went up your spine as you tried to lean casually against the wall of the house and fell through to the other side. You jolted upright, finding yourself in the living room of the house. You could hear quiet murmuring upstairs. Well, you were already inside. One small peek wouldn’t hurt would it?

Right?

There was a loud crash and your chest suddenly burst into pain. “Muerte!” You phased upwards through the floor and found yourself in the bedroom.

Death stood with his back to the wall, startling when he saw you. He didn’t look hurt, but his eyes were burning a violent scarlet.

You rushed to the wolf’s side, hands searching for injuries. “Muerte, are you alright?”

He tightly shut his scarlet eyes before shaking his head and opening them. They were a bit less red, but the intensity remained. “I’m fine. But that,” he said, pointing to the other side of the room, “That’s a problem.”

On the other side of the room was the phantom. They were still connected to their physical body by their silver cord, but their spectral form was fizzling in and out of existence in anger. Black and red, hazy and undefined, its aura was one of nothing but anger.

“Here’s what I think we should do,” Death began as he struck his sickles together. “We- what are you doing?” he sputtered as you left his side and walked up to the phantom.

It screeched and it hissed, and the air around it seemed to burn hot, a sensation you hadn’t truly felt since your death. Everything sounded like static, but you stared intently at where you hoped their face was.

“You’re dead, and there’s nothing you or he,” you added, gesturing towards the wolf, “can do about it.” You glanced at the spirit’s physical, lifeless body. Their wrinkled face was in a grimace. Shutting your eyes tight, you focused on being able to touch the body and shifted the face’s expression to one of peace.

The phantom was less agitated, letting out a small confused shriek. “You can’t go back to your body or the life you used to have. I know it hurts,” you added quietly, “Having to let go. Realizing you can’t wake back up. But that big wolf over there?” You gestured at Death, who stood silently behind you. “He’s a really nice guy. And he’s going to cut that cord of yours and send you off to the spirit world. You’re going to be alright.”

The phantom’s edges began to sharpen, becoming less blurry. It drew closer to you. Behind you, you could hear Death’s low growling. The red thread in your chest seemed to bunch up in a tight knot. You held your breath. And the intense air in the room was gone, and the phantom was no longer a faceless specter, but a spirit more akin to the body in the bed. In fact, that face looked very familiar.

“Is it really you, old friend?”

If you had any blood in your body, it would’ve run cold. There was no mistaking that voice. The wrinkled old spirit in front of you, the soul who was standing next to the lifeless body in the bed, the person Death had come to reap, was a former friend of yours from when you were alive, years and years ago. You had a falling out just before you died actually, if you remembered correctly.

“H-hi..” you said quietly. You offered a small wave.

They didn’t wave back. “You don’t look like you’ve aged a day since…”

“I decided to stick around the mortal plane for a while,” you said lightly, trying to lean back against the wall before realizing Death was behind you. You heard him quickly sheathe his sickles, and he caught you as you stumbled into his arms. But his hands were tight on your shoulders as he set you back up while you laughed nervously. He didn’t let go.

Your former friend blinked slowly. Oh, this was going just splendidly. You plastered a bigger grin on your face as you left Death’s grip and walked around the room jauntily. There were paintings all over the walls of different people with your old friend in golden frames. As you took a look around the room, you realized how lavishly it was decorated with bright cushions and heavy drapery, unusual for a seaside house. “Glad to see you lived a nice and full life! It looks like you had a lot of fun and are- were- erm, doing really well for yourself!”

“I did.”

“I’m kinda jealous, you know. I died pretty young,” you chuckled, enunciating the ‘t’s and wagging a finger.

You cast a glance at Death, who still stood in front of the spirit. His gaze was… questioning. Are you okay? he asked silently with a slight tilt of his head. The red string connecting the two of you tightened.

You shook yours slightly in response, but circled back to your old friend. “But I’m still hanging around and all that. I might not be alive but I feel alive getting to hang out with Muerte everyday.” Oh, what the hell. That was such a stupid thing to say.

The spirit raised an eyebrow. “You hang out with this guy? Isn’t he Death?”

The wolf rolled his eyes. “Yes, I’m Death.” He drew his sickles again. “And I think it’s time for you to go.”

“Hold on, hold on. Why are you sticking around him?” Your friend’s brows furrowed. They took your hands in theirs. “Why don’t you come with me?”

Death stiffened as you let go of their hands. “Well, the funny thing is…he’s my soulmate.” You splayed your hands out awkwardly, letting the statement sink in.

The room was still for just a moment. “Your red string. Is connected. To Death?” The spirit said slowly. And then they burst out into laughter. They wheezed, clutching their sides as you stood awkwardly in front of Death. “You?” they laughed. “With Death? Oh, I’m so sorry. That’s some really messed up luck. Fate was not on your side.”

“I’m starting to remember why we had that falling out,” you said through clenched teeth.

“Oh, please. Relax. I just thought you were doomed to die alone without a soulmate. I mean, you remember all those people you’d talk to. You were so desperate to find your soulmate. And you end up dying and this guy is your soulmate? What, is he keeping you captive or something? Come on, let’s just get to the spirit world. Together! Then I can introduce you to all the famous people I met. Maybe one of them will really like you, who knows?

“This entire thing with Death was probably just a mistake. Who could ever love a big bad wolf like him?”

You were ready to punch a ghost in the face, but Death beat you to it. “It’s time for you to go,” the wolf growled, stalking forward.

The spirit raised their hands over their head as if that would stop Death himself. “W-wait!”

With one clean swipe, Death slashed their silver cord. The spirit was freed from their physical body. Death gave them no time to react. With an upwards motion, his sicles cut through the fabric of the universe. The light of the shimmering doorway to the spirit world blinded everyone in the room momentarily. But the light didn’t stop Death. Before the spirit began to process what was happening, he shoved them through the door before deftly grabbing the edges of the ripped seam and pulling it shut. He slashed the air with his sicles to clear the air.

It was all over in the matter of seconds.

He stood still, breathing heavily. His hands gripped his sickles tightly, shaking.

You could feel the string grow taut, and you hesitantly drew closer to the wolf. “They’re wrong, you know.”

He blinked, suddenly remembering you were there. He stepped towards the window, laughing as he looked outside. He refused to meet your eyes. “I know. But I’m Death. They don’t get under my skin. They can think whatever they want. They can’t escape me and they certainly can’t change who I am. I’m fine, really.”

“I hate to break it to you,” you said gently, “But I’m pretty sure you’re lying to yourself right now.”

“I’m not,” Death grumbled. He sheathed his sickles. Looking back at the body on the bed, he gently tucked it in before heading to the door. “Let’s get out of here.” He stomped out of the bedroom, leaving you to follow.

“Wait!”

You quickly ran out to follow him.

“Muerte!”

On the stairwell, his ears twitched a little. He turned to look at you, halfway out of the bedroom door. “¿Sí, mi fantasma? What is it?”

You opened and closed your mouth, trying to figure out what to say. You stepped forward, while pulling him closer by pulling on the red string. “Don’t believe a word they said. I chose to stay in the mortal realm. I wanted to get to know you and I wanted to be there for you. All my life,” you choked out, “All my life, I looked for a soulmate. I met so many people with so many fascinating stories and lives. But even though I wasn’t alone, I still felt lonely.”

“Are you trying to say that you think I’m lonely?” Death teased.

“Yes!” you blurted out. “Yes, I think you’re lonely! But I don't want you to have to be lonely anymore! I don’t think you’re a big bad wolf! You’re- you’re a big good wolf! You’re strong and gentle and- I can’t believe I’m saying this- you are really attractive!”

What.

The.

Folk.

“Oh my fairy godmother.” Your hands flew to your face as you knelt to the ground, unable to process your outburst. “I want to die. Again.”

“I love you too.”

You looked up. “What?”

“I love you too.” Death looked down with a smirk. He bent down, elbows on his knees. His smirk softened to a smile as he placed a hand on your shoulder. “I know what you were trying to say. Thank you… I needed that.” He hesitated. And then he kissed your forehead, gentle and sweet.

The red thread seemed to come alive and your entire body felt like it was burning, but in the best way possible. Without thinking, you grabbed the string and tugged it down, leading Death to your lips. He didn’t object. And for however long that kiss lasted, you finally felt alive again. You could smell the dirt and seabrine in his fur, soft and cold under your hands. You felt the phantom sensations of your heart racing. He was tender and soft, though as you both pulled away, you could see a hungry look in his eyes, as if he were ready to devour you in an instant.

God, you wanted to kiss him again.

“We better get going,” you coughed, rising to your feet quickly.

Death followed suit. “Certainly.”

The two of you walked out of the house and into the street. Death didn’t put on his hood. But your hand did find its way into his. He gave it a small squeeze.

“I love you, Muerte.” You said quietly when you reached the edge of town. The two of you stopped. Dusk was quickly settling down over the seaside town. The two of you stood on the edge of the main road. He gave you a long look, red eyes cutting through the dark. “Do you believe we’re soulmates?”

“I do.”

He said this without hesitation or doubt. And by the look in his eyes, you knew he believed it.

==x==x==

“I must say though, I’m surprised you find me attractive. I didn’t think I’d be your type.”

“Please. I don’t want to die another time out of shame.”

#puss in boots #the last wish #puss in boots death #death x reader #puss in boots muerte #muerte x reader #x reader #.writing

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cinemastyles-blog · 1 year

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Summary: Just a short blurb about being in the shower jamming out to music and an old one direction song comes on and Harry joins.

Warnings: Super cute. Fluff. Not really any warnings.

I’ve been on a Wolves kick lately, so that’s the song that inspired this.

Master List

∘₊✧── 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 ──✧₊∘

It’s a Saturday night and you and Harry decided to stay in and have a relaxing night after not seeing each other for a few days.

“I’m going to go get a shower while you make dinner.” You lean in and kiss his cheek. He smiles and nods, “Okay. With how long your showers are, it might be cold by the time you’re done.”

He laughs and you flick him off with a giggle.

You walk into the bathroom and scroll through your music, tapping on one of Harry’s songs from his new album.

Humming along to Daydreaming, you strip down and toss your clothes on the floor, “Livin' in a daydream, She said, "Love me like you paid me".” You sing as you step into the shower.

As you get your body wet and continue to sing along, Harry is standing outside the door, smiling as you sing his song. He’s proud to have you. He loves that you support him and love the music he puts out.

“When you give me all of your love, give me something to dream about..” you start to wash your hair, dancing slightly as you hum to the tune.

You rinse your hair and let the water run over your body as you listen for what the next song will be.

You smile and shake your head as one of his old songs with the boys start to play.

“I hear them calling for you..I hear them calling for you..” you sing with a smile and away your hips side to side. You reach out and turn the music up, partly so you can hear it better and also so Harry can hear it.

You close your eyes and continue to dance under the water, “Your friends all talkin' 'bout me..They say I got no chance at all..”

You smile and look over your shoulder as you hear the door open. You continue to sing as you turn around to face Harry.

He is smiling and shaking his head, “Really? This song?”

You keep smiling and point to him as you sing his chorus, “In the middle of the night when the wolves come out. They head straight for your heart. Like a bullet in the dark.”

Harry laughs and jumps in, singing with you as he places his hands on your hips. You move your hips to the beat of the song and hold up the shampoo bottle as a fake microphone and Harry sings into it, “They come straight for your heart. I hear them calling for you. I hear them calling for you.”

You smile as you listen to him sing and bob your head to the music.

You hold the bottle up to your lips, “I ain't up for debating. Ain't in it for the taking. We got the world shaking..”

He laughs and pulls you close to him, moving his body with yours. Dancing in the shower with you and he hums with you as you continue to sing.

You turn towards him and look up at him with a huge smile. He pushes your wet hair out of your face and rubs your cheek with his thumb, “You’re insane.”

You laugh slightly and shake your head, “We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight. I hear them calling for you.”

He smiles and watches you, falling in love with you all over again.

The song ends and you lay a hand on his chest, “I may be insane but I am your number one fan so..” you smile and stand on your tip toes to kiss him.

“And I am forever grateful for you.” He whispers against your lips, smiling into the kiss, “Forever grateful.”

He pulls you in and wraps his arms around you, “I like these concerts. Gives me a break from running around like a mad man.”

“Yeah, and you don’t have to fight like hell to get a ticket to this show.” You laugh and look up at him.

He furrows his brows and laughs. “You do have to do that with my shows either.” You smile and shrug, “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

Cinema starts playing and you slowly smile, “Get ready did this one, Styles.” He smiles and shakes his head.

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I thought this was the cutest thing. If you have any cute blurb ideas, send them my way!

This will be added to my fluff one shot collection on Wattpad!

If you would like a part 2 SMUT version, let me know!

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rphelperblog · 2 years

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Made in the A.M. Album RP Meme

“You know I am always gonna look for your face.”

“We made a fire and went down in the flames.”

“Point of no return and now it’s too late to turn around.”

“We built it up so high, and now i’m falling and it’s a long way down.”

“We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen.”

“We had it all who could’ve planned it.”

“I try to forgive you, but I am struggling because I don’t know how.”

“Keep getting the feeling that you are going to leave this all behind.”

“No, they don’t teach you this. Now, my heart is breaking and I don’t know what to do.”

“Lips so good that I forget my name.”

“If I could fly, I’d be coming right back home to you.”

“i think I might give up everything just ask me too.”

“Pay attention, I hope that you listen, because I let my guard down.”

“For your eyes only, I show you my heart.”

“I’ve got scars even though they can’t always be seen and pain gets hard.”

“In the middle of the night when the wolves come out headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark. One by one, I gotta take them down while you run and hide. Ain’t going out without a fight.”

“I wanna lend you my coat. One that is soft as your cheek so when the world get’s cold you will have a hiding place that you can go.”

“I don’t need my love. You can take it.”

“It ain’t up for debating. Ain’t enough for the taking. We got the whole world shaking.”

“And my heart keeps fighting in this battle of fools.”

“your beauty could start a war as you walk through the door.”

“In her eyes there is no lies, there’s no question that she is not in disguise.”

“What a feeling to be right here beside you now holding you in my arms.”

“But you have got stars, they are in your eyes.”

“You and me got a whole lot of history.”

“We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen.”

“I got a river for a soul and, baby, you are a boat.”

“If i didn’t have you, I would never see the sun.”

“All my life, you stood by me when no one else was ever behind me.”

“You’re the one that i want at the end of the day.”

“this isn’t the stain of red wine, I’m bleeding love.”

“I have been idolizing the light in your eyes.”

“Time is irrevalent when I haven’t been seeing you.”

“It’s like I’m frozen, but the world still turns.”

“Now i’m one step closer to being two steps away from you when everyone wants you.”

“How many nights have you wished someone would stay? Lie awake hoping they’re okay. I never counted all of mine. If I try, it would feel like infirty.”

“How many nights does it take to count the stars? That’s the time it would take to fix my heart.”

“I don’t need my heart. You can break it.”

“too much is never enough.”

“I want to write you a song. One as beautiful as you are sweet.”

“It’s impossible to know if after this we can still be friends.”

“The way you look I know you aren’t here to apologize.”

“Why are you wearing that to walk out of my life?”

“Baby, let me love you goodbye.”

“My heart is already breaking, baby, so come and twist that knife.”

“If tomorrow you aren’t mine. why don’t you give it to me one last time?”

“You look like the kind of girl who is tired of speaking.”

“All I can imagine is you waking up in my tshirt.”

“You can call me if your lonely, I’ll be your temporary fix.”

“let me be your good night.”

“Your body is saying everything. I don’t have to read your mind.”

“I’ve got fire for a heart. i’m not scared of the dark. You’ve never seen it look so easy.”

“With your love, nobody can drag me down.”

“If your lost, just look for me in the summer region of the stars.”

“I told her that I loved her,but I don’t know if she heard.”

“I said your on fire, babe, and down came the lightening on me.”

“All I know at the end of the day is you love who you love and there ain’t any other way.”

“If you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms and having secret little rendezvous, then, baby, I am perfect for you.”

“If you like to do things that you know that we shouldn’t do, then I’m perfect for you.”

“Baby, your perfect, so let’s start right now.”

“Cause the truth is out that without you here, life is just a lie.”

“We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen.”

“So let it go. We can make some more. We can live forever.”

“Feels like this could be forever right now. Don’t wanna sleep cause we are dreamin out loud.”

“you know i’m always coming back to this place.”

“You’re the one that I want at the end of the day.”

“The priest thinks it’s the devil. My mom thinks it’s the flu, but, girl, it’s only you.”

“When the sun goes down, I know that you and me and everything will be alright.”

“What a feeling to be a king beside you, somehow.”

“I might not be your knight in shining armor.”

“When I first saw you from across the room, I could tell that you were curious.”

“We’re just swimming around in our glasses and talking out of asses.”

“You and me were raised in the same town. Got these scars on the same ground.”

“Won’t you stay tell the A.M. All my favorite conversations are always made in the A.M.”

“built a cathedral, but we never prayed.”

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starstruckunknown-princess · 1 year

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Dancing on Ice

Pairing: Jon Snow x StarkBastard!OC

Warnings: GoT low-level incest (cousins), kissing

Word Count: 1062

Summary: Alayne keeps sneaking out of Winterfell to ice skate. Today, Jon has gone to find her and she premieres a new trick for him.

A/N: This is set in a fic that I’ve been meaning to write for...longer than I care to admit. Hopefully you’ll like it! Enjoy!

Fluffcember Masterlist

The scraping of metal against the ice was music to Alayne’s ears. This was her favorite cold weather activity, ice skating. It almost felt like she could fly. Strapping the forged bits of iron to the bottoms of her boots and making sure they were tightly secured, she rose to her feet and pushed away from the bank of the small, shallow lake to the west of Winterfell.

Since the lake was small — more like a pond — it froze faster than the river to the north and it was safer to skate on. Her mother insisted she bring one of her cousins with her, but no one had been able to go with her — Robb and Theon were busy in the tiltyard, Sansa, Arya, and Bran were occupied with their lessons with their septa, and Rickon was much too young to bring out of the castle when it was this cold out. She couldn’t find Jon, but she assumed he was somewhere near the tiltyard. He usually was.

In lieu of a cousin, she brought her wolf, Visenya, with her. The dark gray she-wolf romped in the snow as Alayne skated in wide arcs, enjoying the chill against her leggings that she wouldn’t have felt had she worn her heavy skirts.

Footsteps crunching against the snow alerted her to someone’s approach. Ghost appeared from the treeline, quickly followed by Jon.

“Jon! Come join me!” she said, extending her hands out to her favorite cousin. Her fellow Bastard of Winterfell; he being sired by her Uncle Ned, her father having joined the Night’s Watch before he knew of her mother’s pregnancy.

“Your mother is looking for you, Alayne,” he said, leaning his weight against his back foot. His cheeks were adorably pinkened by the cold, his dark curls wind-tossed much like she was sure hers were. “She’s angry you came out here alone.”

Alayne let her hands drop and rolled her eyes, turning in a backward circle on her skates to emphasize how little she cared. “I’m not alone; I brought Visenya.”

Their wolves wrestled with each other, but Visenya poked her head up when Alayne said her name. Ghost took advantage of his sibling’s distraction and tackled her sidelong into the snow.

“Have you ever noticed that Ghost only ever plays with Visenya?” She asked Jon, who looked to where the wolves pranced around each other, Visneya dipping low in a play bow every few steps and Ghost snapping at her ears.

“The others are wary of him, I think,” Jon speculated before turning back to Alayne. “Now come on, we’ve got to get you back before dinner.”

Alayne pouted, “Please Jon? At least join me for a little bit? One turn about the lake, then we’ll head straight back, I swear!”

Jon struggled to hide his smirk at her insistence. “I’ve no skates with me, Layne.”

“Then just come out here and stand while I skate around you.”

Jon shook his head, his dark curls brushing his flushed cheeks as he stepped carefully out onto the frozen lake. Alayne skated over to him and grabbed his gloved hand in hers. She led him to the middle of the lake and she let his hand drop from hers.

“I’ve been wanting to show you something,” she said, skating backward away from him. “But you have to promise not to tell my mother. She’d have a fit if she knew.”

“Color me intrigued,” Jon said, following her movements as she started circling him wider and wider. “I swear I won’t tell.”

When she picked up enough speed, Alayne raised her right skate behind her and used the momentum from swinging it forward to leap into the air, tucking in her arms as she spun in the air once, twice, and then landed on her left foot. Her chest swelled with pride as she circled back to Jon, standing almost nose-to-nose with him in the skates.

“That was incredible! When did you learn to do that?”

“When I was supposed to be at lessons with my septa,” she preened at his praise. For how practiced a skater she was, he was the only one who seemed to notice or care. Her other cousins would sometimes join her on the ice, only to get cold or bored after only an hour. Alayne sometimes spent entire afternoons out here if the ice was thick enough.

“The sun is going down,” Jon said quietly and for the first time she noticed how close she’d gotten to him. In her haste to push away from him, she tripped over her skates and fell forward. Jon caught her, gripping her elbows in his strong hands while she got her feet back underneath her.

“Watch yourself, Layne,” he smiled, hands still on her elbows once she was steadied. “Your mother will have those skates melted down if you come back with a broken arse.”

Alayne chuckled, but the air around them had grown thick. Their condensing breaths mixed in front of them, mouths only inches away from each other.

“You…you flew out there just now,” Jon whispered, “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Alayne swallowed and he pushed her long brown locks back over her shoulder. She shifted onto the balls of her feet ever so slightly, just enough to bring her closer to his plush, slightly chapped lips. He started to move toward her and the breath caught in her throat—

“Oi, you lot!” Theon’s voice echoed over the snow toward them and Jon whipped around to face the tree line. Alayne pushed herself back a bit on one skate, hoping she wasn’t too flushed. Robb and his wolf, Grey Wind, appeared just behind Theon. “Enough with the silly twirling, we gotta get back to the castle or Lord Stark will lock us out again.”

“What’s it to you, Greyjoy?” Alayne sassed back, moving toward the edge of the lake, “Your change purse can’t handle another night in the brothel?”

Robb burst out laughing and Theon sent Alayne a rude gesture as she sat on the shore to unstrap the skates. Jon waited next to her and helped her to her feet after she was done, dismissing the other boys with the promise that they were right behind them. Really, he didn’t want them to see how Jon held Alayne’s hand all the way back to the keep.

Fluffcember Masterlist

#jon snow x oc #jon snow fic #jon snow #stark bastard #ice skating #fluff #jon snow fanfiction #fluffcember #writing challenge

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thebookaddict7 · 1 year

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In the middle of the night when the wolves come out

They head straight for your heart

Like a bullet in the dark

One by one, I take them down

We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight

I hear them calling for you

#teen wolf #allison argent #chris argent #scott mccall #issac lahey #derek hale #peter hale #books & libraries #bookworm #books and reading #bookshelf #books #booksbooksbooks #new books #fantasy books #fictional men #tv shows #Spotify #thebookaddict7

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iulianfawcett · 2 years

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IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN THE WOLVES COME OUT HEADING STRAIGHT FOR YOUR HEART LIKE A BULLET IN THE DARK ONE BY ONE I TRY TO TAKE THEM DOWN BUT YOU RUN AND HIDE AINT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT

#GRRRR THIS SONG AMKES ME GO CRAZY GO STUPID #en

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doyouknowwhoyouare13 · 1 month

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IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WHEN THE WOLVES COME OUT HEADING STRAIGHT FOR YOUR HEART LIKE A BULLET IN THE DARK

#★nyx screams lyrics

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sosimsofmaddi · 11 months

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The Shed

Reese pushed her fingers through her son’s hair when she walked by, rounding the counter peninsula that separated their living area from the stretch of kitchen. He was pretending to be half-asleep in his cereal, skinny arms crossed on the counter.

“Do I have to go?” he mumbled, quickly lifting his head to check if she was there.

She eyed him. “You fell asleep at like eight last night. You’re not that tired. You just don’t want to go because you didn’t do your homework.”

He shot up, glaring his unnatural pink eyes at her. “You coulda woke me up!”

She grinned as his facade fell away. “You wouldn’t even wake up to get off the couch,” she pointed out. “I told you to do it after dinner. It was your decision not to listen. Now you’re inside for recess.”

He screwed up his face and threw himself from the counter stool.

She gathered his shoes from the first steps of the basement stairs and watched as he dragged the sleeves of his sweater down, yanked his shoes on, and made a show of hefting his incredibly light backpack on. She put her hands on his shoulders and maneuvered him out the door.

It took about ten minutes to walk to the bus stop. With how small the school was, they were lucky to even have a bus. Moonwood Mill was smaller than Reese expected when she moved here, but it made sense, a shrouded little town on the outskirts of a bigger city. All woods, filled with wolves, she knew now. She couldn’t help but wonder if it was all wolves, if they somehow kept the town all to themselves.

There was a trio of other kids at the stop. It was all trees in every direction, homes built far enough back into the woods to be indiscernible through the trees.

Reese saw Kelley up onto the bus after a few minutes of waiting. While the three kids chattered between themselves, Kelley stood quietly at her side, blonde head looking one way then the other. When the bus chugged away, she offered muted, friendly smiles to the other parents as they split up. They often gathered together in the mornings and afternoons, chatting easily over coffee, talking about their kids and the mundanities of their daily lives. Reese was used to being apart, she’d engineered her life that way. Polite but distant. Until they moved here, she hadn’t realized how many of her own tendencies filtered down to her son.

The road was no more than dirt and gravel as she followed it back home. The trees gave way to shrouded driveways every couple hundred feet. The long driveways led to houses much like hers, a little run down, but large enough. It was far from industrial, but every once in awhile there was a road sign for Coming Soon: Fraser Timber, some sort of large-scale logging company

The road diverged into a crossroads with their house straight down the middle. The two-story home was all cracked white shingles and picture windows, cluttered with vines and too-close trees with roots that threatened to uproot the foundation. It was beautiful in a sort of ‘ramshackle cottage’ genre. It was nothing like the slew of little apartments she’d raised her son in until this point.

The backyard was more forest than grass, but the shallow front of the house was choked by wild flowers and overgrown plants. A gravel and stone walkway meandered to the narrow front porch and around to the large shed that interrupted the tree line.

She caught a flicker of something in her peripheral vision. She paused at the stuttered fence line and stared. The shed’s door was too heavy to blow in the wind and it had been closed since the day they moved in. She scanned the house and the yard, then took a divisive step to the right.

The hinges were silent when she pulled the door open, and the room was dark and windowless, save for the narrow ones in the door. A slice of sunlight slashed in and illuminated the man waiting for her.

Reese’s heart leaped into her throat, even though she suspected he’d be there. She glanced nervously toward the door. Roxana was inside the house.

“You’ve got a cute kid.” Gunnar smiled at her. “Is he making friends?”

Reese’s eyes narrowed. “You followed us to the bus stop? As a wolf?”

Gunnar shrugged.

“What if someone saw you?” She considered shutting the door and dropping them into complete darkness on the slim chance that Roxie came outside and heard them.

Gunnar scratched at the shorn hair a long the side of his head. “I think they’re used to seeing wolves by now,” he answered. “There’re more wolves than outsiders around here.”

“Can you tell by looking at them?” she asked. “Was anyone at the bus stop..?”

Gunnar shook his head. “Our kids go to school on our land,” he explained. “Think of it as werewolf-specific homeschooling.” His smirk was a little soft, eyes alighting on her.

He could see the wheels turning in her head. She knew by the way he watched her, that little smile slipping into concern, gaze solidifying on her.

Reese had always thought of a pack in terms of wolves running through the woods together, howling at the moon, cliche and wild. Grown men transforming with a snap of bone and the devastating whine of an animal. Even after she had Kelley, she never thought of wolves as children. When she thought of Kelley as a wolf, she thought of him as an adult. That’s why her nerves spiraled out of control when he started showing signs so early. She was fourteen, but she’d been on her own for years, more grown than she should’ve been.

“You’ve both missed out on a lot,” Gunnar said softly, anticipating the direction of her thoughts. “It’s hard to explain how intuitive pack life is, Reese. You must’ve craved it without ever knowing what you were missing.”

She shivered a little, meeting his eyes. They were bright in the slash of sun, reflecting part of the forest back at her. The deep green and brown. “Why are you here, Gunnar?”

She was pretty sure she’d never said his name before. She was also sure that it humanized him more than she was ready to.

“You said you had more questions,” he said, brushing his hand against his shirt. It was light gray, with keyhole buttons up the top. She could see the sharp points of his chest scars over his collarbone. Some sort of rope-corded necklace hung around his neck.

“You shifted, didn’t you?” she stated.

He followed her gaze to his necklace, dragging the charm back and forth along the cord.

“How are you dressed?” she demanded.

He gave a pointed look at one of the gardening shelves. It was littered with old pots, gardening shears, and rust and dirt. But there was a little bundle tucked in the corner, none of it folded, all of it Gunnar’s.

“You stashed clothes in my shed?” She reached out and pulled a sweatshirt from the shelf, making sure that the pair of jeans didn’t tumble to the decaying wooden floors.

“I didn’t think you’d like the alternative.” He took the hoodie from her hands and lazily folded it, only to lob it back onto the shelf.

“So you plan to come around a lot,” she said.

Despite the clothes, he was still barefoot. He disturbed the years of dust as he shifted on his feet, leaning back against an old work table. He gripped the edges, looking at it thoughtfully, like he might sit on it but wasn’t sure if it could hold his weight.

He was slight though, compared to what she imagined when she thought of a male lycanthrope. He was tall and thin, long legged, long fingers. That slightness was cut through by how solid he was, by the jagged style of his hair cut, the sharp lines of his face. Whatever he looked like when he shifted, it wasn’t what she expected.

“I’ll come around as long as you let me,” he admitted. He dropped his gaze to the floor before meeting her eyes. ��What do you want to know about lycanthropes?” He pushed himself backward onto the work table.

There was nowhere to sit, and she wasn’t sure he was ready to relax in his presence, so Reese stood and asked him about the wolves in Moonwood Mill.

“How many?”

“Almost all of them.”

“Do you all live together?”

“Some of us.”

“How many kids are there?”

“Dozens of cubs.”

“Do you really call them that?”

He smiled at that one, shaking his head at her gullibility. “Not officially, Reese.”

He said her name a lot and watched her just as often. He hung on her words, urging her to ask more, offering her topics to ask about. He pulled the words out of her, creating a camaraderie she didn’t come about naturally.

After some time, his head snapped in the direction of her house. She glanced that way, but the windowless wall was in the way. “Is someone coming?” she asked a little nervously, holding still.

Gunnar was quiet for another moment, head cocked as he listened. “I think your sister just came outside,” he said softly. “You couldn’t hear her?”

Reese frowned. She turned around and pushed the door open just enough to peer sideways toward the house. The front room jutted out past the porch, so she couldn’t see the front door, but she heard the screen door smack shut.

She quickly pulled out her phone. No texts or missed calls, but she’d been in the shed an hour with a lycanthrope. She quickly texted Roxana.

“What are you saying?” Gunnar asked, leaning forward off the table to peer at her phone.

“That I went for a walk after I got Kelley on the bus,” she whispered without looking, typing away.

“She’ll believe that?” he asked in his regular volume.

Reese’s eyes narrowed on him. “She will if she doesn’t hear you."

Gunnar smirked, pushing off the table and landing on his feet with a thump. “She’s back inside,” he said, standing entirely too close to her. “You didn’t hear?”

Reese sighed and tucked her phone into her back pocket. “I was distracted.”

He nodded. “What do you normally hear?”

“What kind of question is that?” She turned away. “I should get going.”

Gunnar’s fingers wrapped loosely around her wrist. “Wait,” he asked, “please.”

She pulled her arm away, but did turn around to face him. Her shoulder brushed the door, bumping it slightly out of place.

“Why don’t you want to tell me about yourself?” His arms were folded over his chest. Not forcefully or demandingly, just as though he was containing himself.

He scanned her face and nodded. “Can I come back later? Or tomorrow? There are some things I need to tell you about the packs here.”

Reese frowned. “Packs? Plural?”

He smiled slightly, nodded. “Just… stay away from other wolves until I’m back.”

Reese bristled at his attempt at humor. “I ‘stayed away’ from other wolves for two months. I couldn’t find any of you.”

Gunnar grinned and nodded, pleased. “Well, I found you, so don’t go looking anymore.”

He brushed by her, reaching over her shoulder for something on his shelf. The paper bag crinkled as moved it to the table behind him. It was empty, but she quickly realized what he intended. He dragged his shirt over his head in one swoop, fisting it at the back of his head and musing his hair.

Reese frowned at him, but didn’t say anything. When he reached for the button of his pants, she turned and left. She watched from the edge of the house as a white wolf prowled out of the shed. He was mottled with black and gray at the tips of his fur.

He took a look back at her then darted into the woods on long, long legs.

#the sims #the sims 4 #ts4 #simslegacys #my sims

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namjoohyuk · 1 year

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no offense but in the middle of the night when the wolves come out, headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark

#i miss 1d so much like #sorry if you weren't there

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dreamcorechild · 1 year

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[The corruption arc...]

Prologue: No where home.

When we all think to ourselves... To find our own adventures out there in the open world... To find something new and to experience it for the first time... But as we all speak... Something bad would always happen at that time... A shadow needs its host to begin what he plan for years... He just need to find someone who was dumb and scared enough to accept his offer...

Gilbert Grey was a little stick figure who lived in a cottage along with his parents. He was a timid one, scared of the dark and spider's that crawls from the holes in his ceilings... Even he had a timid personality... His other would come out as warm and sweet... The love and support from his parents kept him protected during all this time... The sun was blazing hot as summer has already just began.

Grey was outside, playing a game with his parents... The father kicks the ball as the little stick figure struggled to chase after it. He gave quite a small kick back, which he wasn't pleased of.. His father pat his head, reassuring him that one kick can make you feel strong and proud. Mother was watching the two while reading her magazine, the ball went high into the sky.. Almost disappearing inside the dark forest...

The forest was endless.. Once you were in... No chances of getting out... Grey hurried towards the ball, seeing that it has rolled straight inside the darkness..

"Hey ball, wait come back!!" He cried.

The deeper he got. The entrance of the forest close behind him.. Not long he found the ball tucked away in a Bush of thorns... The little stick figure sighed in relief, entering the forest was easy.. But finding a way out is much harder...

Little grey didn't know which path he took.. The left or right... As if so.. Even if he took one of them he'll always end up back in the same spot... He was lost.. And fear settled in.. He desperately called out to his mama and papa..

But to no avail.. The forest was huge and his echoes didn't reach far enough. Darkness and trees covered the sky. Grey didn't do anything, but cry and cry.. Waiting for his parents to find him.. The howls of wolves was close by.. If they see him, he would likely be their dinner.. Light shines from one part of the forest..

Grey thought it was his way out, he grabbed his ball and tumbled his way over to the brightness.. The taste of freedom and the adrenaline was digging in.. Once he was out... He was met by an open area of the forest...

No sign of his home.. Just trees and trees... Grey wouldn't know how far he is inside this labyrinth.. But an open part of the forest would be a quicker way for his parents to find him.

So he thought... The blossom tree was the only thing that sits in the middle... Every day, cherries and petals would fall down from the branches.. Grey was getting tired and hungry... Coldness came when it was soon night...

The child snuggled himself warm with his sweater.. Keeping himself alive was hard.. But he must try... And wait for any help to arrive. That's what his parents told him... When he was lost.. He should always stay in the same spot...

Even if it took 5 years for something to happen..

Grey mind was deteriorating. He no longer knows what day it is.. Or what the year is now.. The only thing that kept him fed. Was the petals and cherries that fell from the tree.. He kept his hopes high.. Waiting for a voice.. Waiting for any sign of other life to find him... But... For once... He was slowly giving up on hope... And when people gives up on hope...

Despair comes after... Somehow in a twist.. Grey finally heard a voice.. He couldn't see it at first.. But that's when his shadow begin to grey twice his own size... The eyes stared at him from the ground.. All grey could do, is wave and say hi.

"Your in a bit of a pickle ain't ya little one... Poor you to stay in the same spot for years and counting... Having trouble finding home is difficult for a child like you..."

"Yeah... I don't know if mummy and daddy is finding me... I miss them so much... I just wanna go home!! I don't like the forest anymore... I haven't seen anyone for so long... I hate it! I hate it!!"

Grey broke down in tears. The tears he's been holding on for years.. The shadow made a small chuckle.. Finally.. He found someone.

"Now don't you cry little one... Everything will be alright.. I'll help you find your way back.. But in under one condition..."

"W... What condition..?"

The shadow adjust his Cape..

"You see... Those people imprisoned me under ground... I've been trying to find some help. When I begin to ask the residents here... Cold hearted they are... To decline my offer... But you here.. You could be special... You could be a hero once you let me out..."

"But.. W.. Would I still get my wish.."

"Of course... I would never... Ever lie to a littler suffering like you... Your parents must be so worried about you.. To wonder all alone in the endless forest... I'm sure their hearts would warm once they see you alive and well..."

Grey gulped. Looking down at his shadow. He wouldn't think straight.. All was going on way to quickly.

"Come on then little one... I'm getting a bit impatient down there..."

"O.. Oh... Right.. But how am I gonna get you out... I can't pick up a shadow..."

"You will.. You just haven't done it yet..."

Grey slowly raised out his arm. Moving it towards the hand on the ground. The shadow did the same.. Gently.. Gently... And a quick grasp from a black hand sprouted from the ground. Tugging his arm so tightly and strongly.

Grey yelped, trying to pull his arm back but that would make the situation much worse.. The black corruption begin to spread around him like a disease. The child was toast and the shadow had no choice but to pull himself out... He used him as a rope.. And finally... Black 6c was free once again.. He stared at the night sky and took a deep breath... Freedom.. He looked down at grey who was holding onto his arm, wailing in pain.

"Thank you... So much little one... Sorry about that.. Its what my powers do... I'm sure it didn't give you.. Any side affect... Now forget all that... I'm sure you want your wish now... Heh..."

The shadow burst into laughter, the child curled up I to a ball. Terrified and paralysed to move an inch.

"HOW DUMB ARE YOU, LITTLE ONE.. WISHES DOESN'T EXIST... EVEN IF I'M SOME SORT OF A FAIRY WITH WINGS OR A WIZARD... I STILL WONT MAKE ONE FOR A LITTLE WEAKLING LIKE YOU.... HEHHEHEHEHEH... SUCH A SHAME ISN'T IT.. I'M SURE YOUR PARENTS HAVE FORGOTTEN YOU FOR THOSE 5 YEARS..."

The words struck little grey like a heart thermometer. He shiver and splutter..

"You... You lied to me... You.. You promised!!"

"AND YOU WERE DUMB ENOUGH TO BELIEVE THAT... OH THIS DAY IS GETTING EVEN BETTER!!! NOW THAT I'M OUT... I NEED A CERTAIN HOST TO SUPPORT MY BODY..."

Black 6c unveils his Cape.. Revealing his body to be in a corrupted state..

"You see... During my imprisonment.. They removed something that help me walk... But now your body is just perfect enough to support mine... We could be one.. A one body of pure darkness... How would you like that... To be apart of me..."

Grey immediately shook his head.. He begins to run of but a chain came from the ground and wrapped around him. Black 6c could only laugh.

"I knew you were gonna do something like that... That's just gonna make this situation even worse for you... Now then... Become part of the dark.. And watch as everything... Unfolds..."

The tall black stick figure looms over him. Hands sprouted from him which grabs the child. Pulling him into the darkness.. Consuming his body to the weakest... All the child could see.. Is the dark.. And when darkness comes.. Torture would soon follows after...

Little grey was hopeless... He could only accept it... To let the thorns wrap around his arms... And to let the roses grow..

Meanwhile Black 6c looked over from the sky... The land he used to take control of.. Was no longer his... But theirs... He got a few more hours before his revolution could begin... He would need to make his own army... And what better of to make his army is by using the souls of those who perished...

The targets.... Stick figures...

While grey could only watch the horrors unfold right Infront of him... Black 6c would begin his Massacre...

#corruption arc

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