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𝓗𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻

a/n: this is sorta a filler chapter, nothings special really happens. Y’all get some insight to Hunter!readers character.

Word Count : 745

Trigger Warnings: child abuse, depression, war, war crimes, imprisonment, torture, abuse, predatory behavior, anxiety, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, death  gore, murder, teen pregnancy, drug abuse, alcohol addiction, just heavy themes all around

Chapter Two

Home Sweet Home

Y/n quickly left the car and grabbed her bags. She dashed to the door whipping around Kai it was locked. 

“Keys!” She yelled at her father who was grabbing Bella’s bags. With a smile through the ring of keys which she caught quickly. She jammed them in, shooting the door open with such enthusiasm it made her dad assisted chuckle softly dissipate their awkwardness.

Right there on the door frame were small indictments of the girls height over the ages. There names scribbled atop the door, Y/n felt a tears streamflow her face. She remembered the last summer she was home. Bella was with her and Y/n wanted to ensure she left some mark of Bella to see.

The then twelve Bella was two inches shorter than the ten year old Y/n. She looked around her home giggly and watching Asher memories flashed before her eyes. She ran up all the stairs, logging her bags with ease. 

She pulled open the attic door hatch, throwing her bags and crawling up. Her e/c eyes weld with tears as she stared at her childhood room. It was left in a perfect condition.

Her books were laid in the shelves, her stuffed animals and dolls in the corner, her bed against the far end of the room next to the window. It was all perfect. She ran and jumped into her bed. Her body bounced softly as she laughed happily. The cozy mix of rose pinks and lilac covered the room.

“I kept it all the same, except the desk. Thought you might like it.” Charlie’s voice rang through. Y/n shot up staring at her dad with the brightness smile. She nodded her head eagerly.

“It’s perfect daddy! You kept it all the same!” She cheered as she kicked her legs. As she laid in her bed Charlie walked over to her, opening one of her many bags. He pulled out a stuffed brown bear, Lockheed. 

Charlie stared down at the bear, he remembered the day he brought Y/n home. She clutched the bear tightly, her only remaining object of her past. Charlie carefully set the bear next to Y/n with a smile.

“You still got this old bugger?” Y/n grabbed Lockheed with a smile. She rested him on her stomach. 

“Of course, he stays always.” Charlie ruffled Y/n’s hair and began to tread down the open hatch. 

“It good to have you home, my little soldier.” Y/n smiled. Her dad had no idea how literal that name was to her now. As Charlie disappeared under the hatch Y/n couldn’t help but feel that gut piercing feeling of guilt. As she began to unpack all her stuff she grew annoyed at the thought of doing it all.

“๒ץ Շђє ק๏ฬєг ๏Ŧ ђєг๓єร, ﻮเשє ๓є รקєє๔!” Y/n mumbled. Her body began to speed around the room at an inhuman pace. The floor did not creak under her nor did the soft pink and white rug move as she danced over it. Soon her bags were unpacked and all her things were placed away.

All that was left was her duffle bag. She dumped the contents onto her bed. Daggers, axes, crossbow with many enchant bolts, bow, quiver, enchanted arrows, two spears, sickles, sai, guns and ammunition were just to name a few.

Her eyes popped out of her skull as she stared at all the weapons that poured from her bag. Kellan made sure that she would be well prepared. She quickly placed them all back into her bag and slid the bag under her bed. She find a better place to put them later. 

She wandered downstairs to Bella’s room with a smile. She leaned against the door frame with a smirk.

“Need some help Bells?” Y/n pondered an amused look on her face. Bella was struggling to place her suitcase upon a high shelve in her closet. Sheepishly Bella looked away as Y/n helped her. A noise outside the window grasped both girls attention.

They went to the window and saw their father with two people. One a boy around Y/n’s age and one an older man in a wheelchair.

Y/n stared at the boy with a knowing smile. His shinning brown skin against the grey sky, glossy long raven hair, and his eyes are dark and deep in color. They were rich like the very dirt they would play together in when they were little. 

Jacob Black Y/n thought with a smirk. My how you’ve grown.

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Moon Helios Act I Faceclaims

Niko Dubinsky

Isla Vernio 

Egon Waldow

Rosica Nevera

Kheli Vemra

Zan Ostrowski

Adam Peev

Alina Starkov

Malyen Oretsev

Ares

Aphrodite

Poseidon

Moon Helios

a/n there isn’t much triggers in this chapter but a slight panic attack. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK and enjoy

꓄ꃅꀤꌗ ꎇꂦꈤ꓄ ꀤꌗ ꎇꀭꍟꋪꀸꍏꈤ

Word count : 2.1k plus

Series trigger warnings: Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff

Act I : Necklace for a Lifetime

Chapter Four

The trainees stood in the forge covered in soot and dust. Another year had passed in there training, and now it was time for them to truly demonstrate their loyalty to the Sol Saint.

Y/n stood with Isla in front of her and Niko as her side. Y/n had woken up early to fix up Isla’s hair. The curls were twisted and carefully down up in a ponytail so the hair was out of her face. Niko was still learning how to help up with Isla so Y/n had extra work.

Niko was now learning how to remember what all the clicks from Isla’s clicker meant, along with all the taps she’d give. Though Niko was a bit behind, he was learning quickly. Y/n rubbed her eyes and bite back a yaw. 

Y/n had a restless sleep. Every night since she had that episode in the arena she’d dream of that man, and his dark eyes. Sometimes Y/n would find a strange comfort in his eyes, sometimes she’d feel almost at peace.

Now that they were old enough, they could send letters home if they wanted. Y/n had wasted no time in sending multiple letters to Alina and Mal.

It only be a matter of time before she got a reply. Niko’s family already replied to him with great happiness that their son was still alive. Isla’s family hadn’t responded yet, they were residing in Novyi Zem. Her family was furthest away, but Isla remains positive.

Y/n could only roll her shoulders as Kanos instructed them on how to forge there armor. Kanos walked each child to there own heated furnace and spoke softly with each for a moment before going to the next. Kanos practically ripped Niko away from Isla and Y/n.

Y/n looked over at Isla and froze. There was no way Isla could do this. She would get hurt, surely this would be dangerous. Isla gently grasped Y/n’s hand.

“Your vibration are fuzzy, what’s wrong.” Isla asked. The sound of Isla’s clicker brought Y/n such comfort to hear. Y/n gently rubbed Isla’s arm and held her for a moment. Y/n peered down at her with a slight grin.

“Nothing, just excited for the forging ceremony.” Y/n answered as she felt her palms go a bit clammy. Isla went narrow eyed and raised a brow. Another trainee was taken.

Isla grabbed Y/n’s clammy hands and held them for a moment. Y/n stood upright, tension in her muscles, but head held high. Y/n seemed to master the ability to hide her emotions from almost everyone. Just not her, Isla was too intoned with Y/n’s vibrations.

“Just because my sight hasn’t come in doesn’t mean I can’t feel when something’s wrong.” Isla clicked. Y/n rolls her eyes as she felt Kanos walking toward them. Quickly Y/n pulled Isla into tight embrace. Y/n hooked her arms around Isla’s waist and pushed her head into Isla’s neck.

Isla always smelt of roses and wildflowers. Wildflowers that made Y/n think of home. Isla smelt like home. 

“Be careful when you use the forge.” Y/n muttered against Isla’s softly skin. Her hands trembled slightly, she couldn’t let Isla get hurt. Not again, not after-

“Hey, you with me?” Isla’s gentle tapping against her palm, cut through the thoughts racing in Y/n’s head. The words blurred together in Y/n head as she tried to speak. 

The exhaustion was smacking Y/n in the face all at once. As Kanos grew closer Y/n took it in a big breath and sighed. The pair pressed there heads together and breathed together.

 Isla held Y/n’s hand as the shaking went away. Isla breathed Y/n in, she smelt smoky with a slight lavender touch. Isla could remain in Y/n presence for eternity if she could. Y/n held her like she was the only thing in the world to her. Y/n protected her in a way she’d never been protected before. 

Y/n would give Isla the foods she didn’t want, claiming Isla needed the nutrients. Y/n would tie the blue ribbon every morning, and  untie it every time. Y/n would spar with Isla till her knuckles were bruised so she’d improve. Y/n would push Isla and now Niko behind her whenever she sensed trouble.

Isla gently pulled away as Kanos waited. Normally Kanos would simply pull Isla away but for whatever odd reason he allowed the girl there privacy. 

“Be careful.”

“I always am.”

As Isla walked further and further away Y/n stood alone. Sure there were a few other trainees but Y/n wasn’t too close with them. Sure she’d made friends with Kheli after there fight, and Zan had been suspiciously

nicer to her.

Zan and Adam had been strangely friendly. They’d hang out with them sometimes and seemed to like them. Y/n couldn’t tell whether or not she really liked them. They seemed fine, they made jokes with Isla form time to time. There was just a sense of unease that surrounded them.

“Starkov, you’re up.” Kanos’s voice cut through her thoughts like a knife. She followed behind him through the forge, sparks flying off the metal the other younglings molded. Y/n was brought to the very back of the forge, her hearth ragged on with a blue flame. Y/n eyes widened a little, the other fires were normal. Why was hers blue. 

“Helios Kanos…? Why is mine blue?” Y/n’s question caused him to roll his eyes.

“Egon is Lord Helios, his younglings are made to use different fires. I lead Isla to the one by Niko.” 

With that he was gone. Y/n groan a bit frustrated as she grabbed the gloves. She looked over all the metals for a moment, there were so many. Out of all the Helios’s that still had there durast abilities they always stocked up for the younglings.

There was Sunstell name after it’s brightest before and after melting. Though very strong, if laced with coiluseium could pierce it easily. Also there was Solodium, durable and easy to find. Only issue with it being so easy to find was that lots of people used it. Then there was Qixianium, qixian meaning golden immortal after the Sol Saint. Qixianium was practically indestructible but was very difficult for none Helios’s to find. 

Y/n grabbed a mix of all these metals. Then she looked over the stones. Each gave different uses. There was Brixam, Aglaeum, Ziqen, Ruxiaem, and so many more. 

Each Helios armor was supposed to be different. Special to there wearer. Y/n bit her lip softly as she saw everything over. All of these stones were hard to find, but each could be melted. 

Who’s gonna know

Without another though Y/n grabbed three stones. She grabbed Brixam, it would increase physical strength and would make her armor harder then it already was. She grabbed Aglaeum, it would amplify her mental and her ability to fight off Corporalki (mainly heartrender from messing with her body). Finally Ruxiaem, it would help her sense people’s vibrations at a better level in her armor.

With all her materials she began. She melted all her metals together in the blue fire. She smiled softly as she listened to the metals bubble. She grabbed a hammer and smashed each stone into dust. She stirred the metal and pour it into a mold Egon had made for her.

Each master would make there younglings mold for there armor. The one Egon had made for Y/n was strange in the best ways. It remind her for the tattoo Egon had on his arm. At least the woven looking collar did.

She pour the mixed metals into the mold and placed the stone dust into the forge. The forge fire lit up in a teal, then white, the a purple light as the dust melted. Y/n cooled the metal necklace the pulled it out of the mold. She pour the now melted stones into a small upside down teardrop shape. 

Hours fades by and one by one each Youngling left wit bright smiles showing off there necklace. Each looked different, some looked better then others. Isla strolled out with Niko the pair show off there armor off. 

Isla’s necklaces was a simple metal band with a diamond on its center. On the center of the diamond was a Ziqen which would increase hearing and would help her find people. Niko’s collar was an intricate golden crown looking necklace. No stone in sight, most like melted into the metal.

Niko looked around, but his sight didn’t show him Y/n anywhere. Finally after a while Y/n emerged holding her collar behind her back. Isla gripped Y/n’s arm with a big smile. Niko looked down at her and raised a brow. His hand found it’s way to Y/n’s shoulder.

Niko hadn’t been very comfortable with touching anyone in a while. Since they had gotten there burn marks Niko couldn’t bear to touch anyone. He’d fear that he accidentally burn someone with his inferni abilities. He would never touch anyone’s skin, but his calloused hand on Y/n’s clothed shirt was enough for him.

Slowly Y/n showed her friend her collar. It was incredible that both gasped. The metals shined in a beautiful sliver shimmer, the metals were woven together crossing ever so often. On one of the crosses a strangling and shining stone was held by the woven pieces. It was a soft clear blue.

“It’s …… amazing.” Niko mumbled as he went to touch it. 

“I’ve never seen anything like that.” Isla clicked as her sight allowed her to see it. Y/n turned to Isla with bright eyes. 

“Your sight kicked in?” Y/n marveled. She brought Isla in for a bone crushing hug and jumped slightly. Y/n’s squeal of pride echoed through the forge entrance hall. Isla nodded her head with a rhythmic up and down. Niko smiled at his girls and held his head softly.

“What gem is that?”

Y/n still holding onto Isla turn to Niko. She laughed almost nervously but then cleared her throat. 

“It’s a mixture…”

Niko’s face dropped to the ground. Isla bit back her smirk at Niko’s face. Mixing the stones was unheard of. Practically not allowed. Sure it was never said you couldn’t but it was never said you could. 

“YOU WHAT!”

Y/n laid in her bunk as she left and heard Isla crawl down from the top. Niko’s snores drowned out anyone else as Isla crawled next to Y/n. Y/n opened her green blanket and Isla jumped into Y/n. Isla nuzzled into Y/n as Y/n held Isla closer. 

Isla listened intently to Y/n’s soft and calm heartbeat. Y/n slowly pet the soft twists of Isla’s hair. Y/n’s free hand drawing soft circles onto Isla’s back. Y/n rested her head on Isla’s as she softly pet her hair. Isla brought her hand onto Y/n’s chest and placed it over Y/n’s heart.

Isla tapped Y/n a bit impatiently, causing Y/n to smile softly. 

“ʜᴜꜱʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇꜱ, ʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɪɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴇᴀꜱᴇ”

Y/n’s soft voice rang through the room. Her singing remained Isla of her mom. Y/n’s voice was one of a siren maybe, or of a enchanting creature. Her voice always lulling Isla or anyone for that matter to sleep. 

“ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀᴛʜ, 

ᴍʏ ᴛʀᴜᴇꜱᴛ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀꜱꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇ

ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ”

Niko’s eyes opened for a moment and closed them again as Y/n’s voice entered his ears. There was that small chance that he would stay awake, but Niko didn’t mind. Y/n’s voice caused Niko to adjust his sleeping position and faced the two girls.

“ʜᴜꜱʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇꜱ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴇᴇᴘ

ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ꜰᴏɴᴅʟʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜꜱ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ

ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛꜱ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ”

With the final verse of the lullaby Niko and Isla drifted into sleep. The window above Y/n’s bunk shined moonlight onto her skin. It was warm and fuzzy. Her skin felt all tingly and strange. Y/n though to Alina and Mal. 

She wondered if they’d gotten her letters yet. She’d sent four. Two of Mal, two for Alina. Niko’s family had answered, and the lived further away then Keramzin. Maybe they just gotten lost. Maybe Alina and Mal were angry that she hadn’t written earlier. Maybe they though she was dead.

Y/n’s thoughts wondered away from her sister and friend, back to those brown eyes, his dark hair, his handsome face. Y/n still want quite sure who he was. He was always in black clothes. In her dreams he always had a hardened look on his face till Y/n got closer. 

His face seemed to light up then, his eyes would brighten. His eyes were such a strange thing. They held so many emotions, such intensity. When Y/n closed her eyes she knew she’d see him again. With a tiny smile she did just that.

Divider create goes to @astralnymphh

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: We get to meet Y/n’s new friend. Series triggers bellow.

Word Count: 682 words

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕾𝖎𝖝

Endeavor stared at Aizawa as he held onto his sons hand. Endeavor’s Shoto stared away from his father at stared at the school before him. His multicolored eyes say a small figure hidden in the shadows. 

Shoto squinted as he saw a light blue skirt. He saw a pair of e/c eyes peering at him. Shoto let go of his father hand and slowly moved away from him. 

Endeavor continued to speak with Aizawa as Shoto slowly slipped away. The blue skirt slipped out of Shoto’s view and he chased after the blue skirt as I kept disappearing around the campus. 

The blue skirt was behind a tree and Shoto slowly approached the tree. As Shoto circled the tree the skirt disappeared and appeared opposite to him.

“Hello? Who are you?” Shoto asked. His tone soft and stoic. He heard sifting giggling as he saw a girl peer out front he other side.

Shoto’s face flushed with red as he stared at the girl in front of him. She had h/c hair glow flowing freely with a black ribbion bow. A knee-length puffed sleeve dress with a pinafore worn over the top. Long white socks with ankle-strap shoes.

She had bright e/c eyes the shimmered in the sunlight. Her s/c skin had a glow to it. Her face was sweet and bubbly. Her eyes held curiosity as she stared at Shoto. Shoto could help but compare the girl to a fairytale, maybe even a fairytale princess. 

Y/n smiled brightly at the newcomer. His multiple colored eyes reminded Y/n of caterpillar. His red and white hair seemed really soft. Y/n wanted to reach out and touch it. There was a red scar over his turquoise eye. 

Y/n thought he looked like a popsicle. One of those American multicolored ones. He was a very nice looking popsicles. Y/n came out from behind the tree and stared at Shoto with a smile.

“Hello.” Y/n spoke softly. Shoto could only stare for a moment. Her voice was the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard. It was the perfect combination of sweet, soft, gentle, and a slight be of curiosity. 

“It’s Todoroki Shoto.” Shoto spoke as he moved away from the tree.

“I’m Y/n.” She mumbled. She looked away as she bit her lip. How do I talk to him Y/n wondered. If she didn’t know how to say something Aizawa would just figure it out. Y/n was unsure of what to do with the boy in front of her.

“Wanna have a tea party with me?” Y/n stammered. Shoto unfroze and stared at Y/n. His grey and turquoise eyes peering into her e/c eyes. Shoto nodded her head softly and a bright smile came over Y/n’s face.

She grabbed onto his hand and began to pull him towards a new spot. This spot had a nice quilt on the ground with tea set and many different tea snacks. Y/n pushed Shoto to the ground gently and pushed a tea cups into his hands.

Shoto gasped as the tea cups, tea cakes, sandwiches, and tea pot floated in the air. Y/n waved her hand and the tea pot floated towards him and pour some tea into his cup. 

Music seemed to fill the air in a happily and upbeat tone. The tea set began to speak and sing. Y/n laughed in delight as Shoto watched her. She seemed at peace. Sugar and cream poured into his tea.

Shoto took a sip of his tea and near choked at it sweetness. Y/n shoot her head towards him with a bashful look. With a small wave hai tea cup floated away and towards her.

Y/n waved her hand and all the sugar and cream flew out. She handed him back his tea cup.

“Sorry, I forget not everyone like there’s their tea the way I do.” Y/n hand looking up at the bright blue sky. Shoto merely smiled at her and sipped his tea softly. Y/n began to eat an iced cookie with adorable face.

The pair sat in a comfortable silence as the enjoyed Y/n’s strange tea party.

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫

𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪

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ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ

ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴛɪɴʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀

𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇 

𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝑒

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ₜₕₑ ₜᵢₙy dᵣₐₘ ₜₕₒᵤgₕₜ ₐₙd ₜₕₒᵤgₕₜ ₐₙd fᵢₙₐₗₗy ᵢₜ cₐₙ ᵤₚ wᵢₜₕ ₐₙ ᵢdₑₐ

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ι ωιℓℓ ℓєт тнє нυмαηѕ ¢σмє тσ мє αη∂ тнєη, ι ωιℓℓ мαкє тнєм ¢яєαтє му ωσяℓ∂

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔢𝔡

ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔚𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡

𝔅𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔶, 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡

ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡

𝔖𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔡

ℑ𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔲𝔫𝔶𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔏𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔬𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔨𝔢

𝔅𝔶 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔣𝔞𝔯

𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰

𝔊𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔰

𝔏𝔬𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡

𝔐𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰

𝔖𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔞 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔶

'𝔗𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔶

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ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴀᴍᴇ

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴀɴ

ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ꜱᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟᴋꜱ

ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴅᴀʏ ʜᴇ’ᴅ ꜱɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ

ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʏꜱ

ᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ, ʜᴇ’ꜱ ꜱᴘʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴇᴠɪʟ

ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ

ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱɪɴɢ

ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ɢᴀᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴅ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ

ꜱʜᴏᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ꜱᴛᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ

ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴍʙᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅ

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀʟʟ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝒜𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒲𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹

𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃

𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹

𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒

𝒯𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁

𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒹𝑜𝓂

𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒶𝓁𝓁

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒜𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓃𝑒𝒹

𝒯𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃

𝑅𝓊𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

𝐿𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝒶𝓏𝓎 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

𝒮𝑜 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁

𝒲𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓅𝑒𝒹

𝒪𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓇𝓊𝓁𝑒𝓇

𝒩𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒’𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃 𝓊𝑔𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓅𝓈𝑒

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𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰

𝔄 𝔱𝔢𝔞 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔶 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔰

𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱’𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔔𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫

ℑ𝔱 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔞𝔰

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔭 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔢 𝔬𝔣 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰

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ₜₕₑ fₒᵤᵣₜₕ ₐₗᵢcₑ wₐₛ ₐ ₚₐᵢᵣ

ₒf ₛᵢbₗᵢₙgₛ wₕₒ wₑᵣₑ ₜwᵢₙₛ

ˢᵗʳᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵂᵒⁿᵈᵉʳˡᵃⁿᵈ

ᴵˢ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗᵃˡᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿˢ

Wₐₙdₑᵣᵢₙg ₐcᵣₒₛₛ ₜₕₑ wₒᵣₗd

ₜₕₑy ₚₐₛₛₑd ₜₕᵣₒᵤgₕ ₘₐₙy dₒₒᵣₛ

ᶜᵘʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁿᵉʷ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ

ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵗʳᵃᵛᵉˡᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉˣᵖˡᵒʳᵉᵈ

ₜₕₑ ₛₜᵤbbₒᵣₙ yₒᵤₙgₑᵣ ₛₕₐᵣₒₙ

ᵀʰᵉ ᶜˡᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵒˡᵈᵉʳ ᴸʸʳᵃ 

Wₑᵣₑ cₗₒₛₑ ₜₒ ₛₑₑ ₜₕₑ ₙₐₜᵤᵣₑ

ᴼᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ᴬˡⁱᶜᵉ ₐₜ ₕₐₙd

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𝔅𝔬𝔱𝔥 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔲𝔭

𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔡

𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶’𝔩𝔩 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔩𝔶

ℑ𝔫 𝔚𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡

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In which on a mission Shota Aizawa finds a little girl who doesn’t know who she is. Has a power stronger then any he’s very seen. And to top it off seems to control an entire world. 

How with she learn to live in a new world after only knowing life as an experiment?

KiriBaku x fem!Reader

New book!!!

I just stared this new book for Aleksander Morozova x fem! reader. Reader is Alina’s sister and a special warrior. It’s called the moon Helios on wattpad. There is some Alina hate and stuff but not till alter in the book. I just fell in love with Aleksander and I think he deserves some who loves him. Here’s the link to the story. I hope that all who read enjoy!😉

Wattpad

Ͳհҽ Ɱօօղ ǶҽӀìօʂ - ǶҽӀìօʂ

Read ǶҽӀìօʂ from the story Ͳհҽ Ɱօօղ ǶҽӀìօʂ by Hakate14-7 (A fucking simp) with 26 reads. alinastarkov, darkling, kazbre...

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: So Alice!reader is in the Endeavor hate train 😁😁😁😁. Series trigger warnings will be below.

Word Count: 540

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

Endeavor stared at the girl with a light glare. The girl had just stared at him for ten minutes. The cat on her lap was glaring at him with such fury.

“Cheshire doesn’t like you.” The girl growled. Endeavor’s eyes widened in surprise at her words. 

“If Cheshire doesn’t like you I don’t!” The girl glared. Endeavor sent her a confused look at her words. She wasn’t speaking in correct sentences.

“Get out!” The girl fumed.

“Excuse me?” Endeavor questioned. The car in her lap disappeared leaving only a creepy smile. Then it appeared in font of his face barring his sharp teeth.

“GET OUT!” She yelled as Cheshire pounced  onto Endeavor pushing him onto his back outside of the room. Quickly the other hero’s pulled Endeavor away from the cat as it disappeared right back to the girl.

“What happened Endeavor?” Midnight asked helping up from the ground. Endeavor growled as he rose from the ground. 

“That fucking cat is psycho! That girl is also psycho!” Endeavor groaned as he wiped blood from his cuts. Midnight rolled her eyes at him.

“She’s a child Endeavor! Not a monster.” Midnight explained. Midnight entered the room with a smile and the girl looked up at her.

“Hello honey, how do you feel?” Midnight ponder. Cheshire stared at Midnight then nodded at the girl. 

“He likes you.” The girl smiles warmly. Midnight asked if she could sit next to her. The girl nods with a smile.

“You’re pretty.” The girl smiled.

“What’s your name honey?” Midnight wondered. The girl tilted her hand confused. Midnight went to hold the girls hand but Cheshire bared his teeth. Midnight slowly placed her hand down. 

“Honey, what happened to you. What happened in the facility. What happened to all the scientists, doctors, nurses, everyone there. Who was in charge of everything.” Midnight asked. The girls breath picked up and her hand began to shake as a look of fear came onto her face. 

Midnight lowered her eyes knowing she had asked too much. Midnight sent her a smile and stood up from the bed. Midnight exited the room and the hero’s stood up. 

“Well, what did she say?” Nezu asked from Aizawa’s shoulder. Midnight took in a breath and shook her head lightly.

“She doesn’t speak much, I can’t figure out her name and I think I overwhelmed her with all the questions.” Midnight admitted.

“Well she kicked Endeavor out, she let me sit next to her, she let you sit next to you and she talked with you. The only person we haven’t tried is you Shota.” Present Mic said. 

“Nezu hasn’t gone either.” Aizawa sighed. 

“Actually I did but she tried to squeeze the life out of me. She thought I was a door mouse? I’m not sure.” Nezu said with a laugh at the end. With a groan Aizawa opened the door and the girl looked into his eyes with a smile. 

“Hey kid, how are you feeling?” Aizawa asked walking near her. The girl stared up at her with a dreamy smile. 

“So you just gonna stare at me with you that dreamy smile kid?” Aizawa pondered. The girl misted stared into the distance and Aizawa stared at her with a smile. 

Hi can I request a percabeth smut post tartarus where annabeth is insecure about her scars and when the first time percy and annabeth get intimate, she tries hiding her body with her hands but percy kisses each and every scar while murmuring praises on her skin, literally worshipping her

I would totally do this I just don’t write Character x Characters fics ☹️. If you wanted I could add in a reader of your choice and write it then. I would totally write it then.

Darkling x breeding kink + spanking?🙈

Marking

a/n: My motivation has been low as of late, and my life has gotten really busy as of late. Also I’m really liking my tidemaker! Reader that invented so I’m gonna used her unless specifically told otherwise or if I just feel like not using her. As always hope you enjoy.

Warnings: breeding kink, spanking, dom!Aleksander and sub!Reader, safe word is not established but is their, p in v smut, dacryphilia, war room smut, tidemaker!Reader

Aleksander Morozova x fem! Reader

You weren’t sure if it was the hard wooden desk digging into your bare hips, the relentless pounding of Aleksander cock inside your dripping cunt or if his harsh hand landing in your ass was what sent you to tears. Your hands grinned onto the desk, trying to center yourself as Aleksander took out all his pent up frustrations of the day on you.

It had not been a good day for your lover. First the king had been particularly nauseating, the grisha were still unsafe as always and to top it off some new noble man made a move on you in front of him. Loyal as you were you denied the man and went to go to him only for the man to touch you.

Aleksander grunted as he felt you grip his cock deep inside. Your moan and gasps were bouncing off the wall and he hoped that everyone would hear. His hand landed hard against the angry red of your ass. You jolted as his opposite hand dug its way through your hair, pulling you up slightly.

He sucked up your neck, biting and leaving marks in his wake. You moaned as he began to suck on the sweet spot of your neck. His gently lowered you back into the desk that moved with every snap of his hips. His free hand moved to your pearl, rubbing fast and steady circles on the nerves. Your moaning increased as he kissed at the back of your neck. His hand colliding with your red ass.

“You’re doing so well for me milaya.” Aleksander praised as your tears hit the desk. You babbled cockdrunk as he hit that spot that always left your mouth gaping.

“I’m gonna shove my cum so fair into your cunt that it takes and everyone will know you’re mine.” The coil inside you tightened the eating to burst. Your moan grew higher, louder, more erratic.

“Sasha! I’m gonna cum- Sasha! Please!” You begged as he smacked your ass again. His over composer began to dwindle as he groan his thrusts growing fast as his own organism grew more apparent.

“I can’t wait to see you swelling with our child. All round and so full of me, all mine. Mine.” He grunted as you whimpered. With a cry of his name you came hard. His own release happening right after. You both panted as he pulled himself out. Your mixed juices dripped onto the floor until her shoved his finger in.

“Don’t want to waste anything, right my Tidemaker?” Aleksander sighed as he kissed your neck. You mumbled softly, not having the energy to be much of a brat. After a while her pulled his finger out and sucked in your combined juices. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap.

He scrapped his kefta over your bare form and kissed your forehead. You nuzzled into him as your eyes dropped.

“Do you think my seed will take?” Aleksander mumbled in between kissing your neck.

“If it doesn’t we can always try again.” He chuckled a smile landing in his face. His darling Tidemaker, always so eager.

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