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[silvermoon424]

The Analog/Digital Horror Recommendation Post

A lovely follower of mine asked for recommendations on Analog Horror series to watch since I mentioned I'm a big fan of the genre. I figured it would be best to just make a big post about it all!

This post will be split up into three sections: 1) Direct links to Analog/Digital Horror series with series that I have actually engaged in being in red bold 2) Links to analog horror commentary Youtube channels that do a great job of breaking down and explaining series because they can get kinda confusing 3) Some particular series breakdown videos I highly recommend.

Direct Links to Analog/Digital Horror Series

Angel Hare

ChezzKids Archive

Gemini Home Entertainment

Gilbert Garfield

Harmony & Horror

Hypnogogic Archive

Lacey's Games (I couldn't link to the playlist because the creator hasn't updated it with the latest video; just look for the Lacey videos on their channel, as of October 2023 there are 3)

Local 58

Mandela Catalogue

THE MONUMENT MYTHOS

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park (MY FUCKING BELOVED, also not a video series but rather a blog of in-universe promotional materials, documents, photos, etc. I will be linking to an explanation video)

Needlem0use

Vita Carnis

The Walten Files

Welcome Home (artist is here on Tumblr)

Winter of '83

This list will be updated as I watch more Analog/Digital Horror series! In the meantime, you can refer to the Analog Horror page on TV Tropes if you want even more recommendations.

Youtubers Who Dissect Analog Horror

Pagan Valley

Wendigoon (some videos haven't been added to this playlist so I recommend checking out his general channel)

minaxa

Wowman

Nexpo

Night Mind

ARG/Unfiction Analysis Playlist (400+ videos)

ARG/Analog Horror Explained Playlist (80+ videos)

My Fave Explanation/Analysis Videos

Mystery Flesh Pit National Park

A Digital Horror Tragedy - Lacey's Games Explained

The Most UNDERRATED Analog Horror Series: Winter of 83

The Hypnagogic Archive: An Anthology ARG

The Lost Footage of the Hypnagogic Archive

Vita Carnis - A Terrifying Analog Horror

ChezzKids Archive - A Terrifying Digital Horror

What are The Walten Files?

Gemini and the End of the World

Welcome Home: A Perfectly Innocent Lost Puppet Show!

What is Local58?/LOCAL58: The Broadcast Station that Manipulates You

The TRUE Horror of Local 58

Okay y'all, that should keep you busy for a long time, lol. As I said this will be periodically updated as I find new series and videos! Please feel free to add in your own recommendations in the replies, reblogs, whatever if you have them!

[neallo]

finally about to update my fucking masterpost after 2 or 3 months and god knows how many works. if i don't make it out of here alive please know i thought most of you were swag

[nylwnder]

ohhhhh its seems your gurl is finally writing again HEHEHE

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[notjustjavierpena]

Ok so someone said Pedro is so husband in Gladiator 2 and I was wondering if you would possibly do a Marcus and pregnant!wife fic?! Please 🤍

Restless

Main Masterpost | Support a disabled creator

A/N: This was so fun to write and I hope you like it! Just fyi, this is not a part of my series Ubi tu Gaius, ego Gaia.

Summary: Being heavily pregnant makes it hard to sleep.

Pairing: Marcus Acacius x f!reader/you (no y/n)

Tags: Pregnant reader, kisses, a general devoted to his wife

Word count: 1k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60543115

Restless

Since entering the final stages of carrying your child, nights in bed have been restless. You lay awake most of the time, drifting off on your side only to wake up not long after with a foot pressing against your ribs. It is a strange paradox how something so unpleasant can offer you comfort at the same time, serving as a reminder that your baby is healthy and strong. You’ll take watching the sunrise each morning if it means knowing that they are well, even if it means exhaustion from the lack of rest. 

Tonight is no different. You are yet again caught in the realm of the awake, carefully turning over from side to side as you beg God Somnus to show you mercy and grant you some sleep. However, just as your eyes start to flutter closed, you are startled awake by another swift kick to your insides. 

“You are as restless as your father,” you speak quietly and with affection to the life within your belly, pressing your hand over the spot. You glance at Marcus as you say it, already aware of how he is stirring from his slumber because the littlest of things can rouse him. After all, he is a light sleeper, old habits making him as vigilant in bed with you as he is on the battlefield. 

“Another night on slumber’s battlefield?” Marcus asks while sleep still clings to him. His voice is rough, rumbling through his chest as he speaks. 

You nod with a sigh, reaching for your husband’s hand to guide it to rest on your belly. His voice joining yours has woken up the baby even more, and they seem even more enthusiastic in announcing their presence to their parents, “It seems like your child is preparing for a campaign of their own. Feel.”

“My child?” He asks with a fond smile, another jab at his palm making him gently trace patterns across your belly. 

“During nights like these, they’re your child,” you tease lightheartedly and earn a gentle smile, a twinkle in his eyes. 

“I suppose that’s fair,” he chuckles quietly but it is interrupted by another spirited kick. He sucks in a breath, talking quietly as if mostly to himself, “Every time I do this… I still can’t believe—“

“Neither can I,” you say dreamily and rest your own hand on top of his. You guide his palm over the curve of your swollen belly, “But they’re really in there. Feel this. Here’s their back and this… this must be the foot that’s keeping me from sleeping.”

Marcus’ calloused palm is warm as it skims across your stomach, feeling its way around to picture the growing bundle inside of you. His eyes are filled with uninhibited wonder, a joy that seems to be more frequent on his face after Goddess Juno granted you this blessing so soon after your union. He shifts on the bed to bend down and kiss where he has just felt a particularly enthusiastic kick. 

“Listen to me, little one,” he murmurs softly against your skin, “Your beautiful mother is doing all the work bringing you into the world and into my arms. The least you could do is grant her some rest.”

“I don’t think it’s going to happen. I think they’ve inherited some of your rebellion,” you begin but Marcus looks at your face with feigned outrage. He crawls up to hover over you. 

“Their rebellious spirit is directly from you,” he argues with a charming smile, palms flat against the bed on either side of you. In return, you reach up to cup his face and drag him down for a sweet kiss. He smells like olive oil and metal from his armor, proof of him being in the sun all day during today’s training session. He should be exhausted but he kisses you like he isn’t. 

“Then you should know how to tame them just like you tamed me, General,” you bite back with a mischievous expression, a high-pitched giggle interrupting your attempt at an attitude because Marcus maneuvers you onto your side again, this time facing away from him. He crawls up behind you, scooping his arm underneath you so he can cradle your full belly with both hands. 

“Close your eyes,” he tells you, splaying his hands on you until the warmth of his touch starts to calm everything in your body and mind, “Focus on your breathing. In and out. Slowly like the tide.”

You can feel the gentle change in the room, both Marcus and the baby falling into sync with you as sleep comes knocking for all three of you. He talks in a quiet whisper even on the verge of slumber, his chest rising and falling against your back while your belly mirrors it, “That’s it. You’re safe, my love. My heart, my strength, my guiding light.”

“Tell me about our baby,” you murmur softly, eyelids growing heavy until you capitulate and close them. 

“Our baby,” he begins, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, “Will be as beautiful as their mother. When they laugh it’ll be with your laugh, and when they smile, everyone will think of you in an instant. Perhaps, they will be granted the courage of Mars. Or perhaps the wisdom of Minerva, a real strategist.”

His hands continue their slow and gentle pattern over your stomach, lulling you even closer to the edge of sleep. You relax further into his embrace, letting his words wash over you as he continues, “And as for me, I hope they will inherit my heart. I hope to pass on my sense of duty and purpose. They’ll be honorable, stand firm, and protect the ones they love.”

“Marcus,” you say without knowing why. 

“They will be loved,” he adds as if it is the most true of all, his forehead resting against the back of your head, “Loved beyond comparison, beyond comprehension. By us and even the Gods themselves, and they will never doubt this. They will find it to be as certain as Sol and Nox ensuring each day and night.” 

“I like that,” you smile sleepily, barely awake anymore. 

“Me too,” you hear him say just before sleep finally claims you, his voice a calming echo that tells you he’s telling the truth.

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[cuppajj]

Little doodle!! thank you all for 1k on the baau masterpost!!

[66stitches]

abby anderson request !! :)

i wanted something where abby is starting to doubt her sexuality and trusts reader to ask questions and just talk about it (reader is a lesbian and they're close friends, it can end up with them kissing — or more, if you're comfortable)

cw: sfw, kissing (a lot of it), descriptions of masturbation (abby), talk of sexuality and questioning sexuality, no physical description of reader

Daily click - Palestine masterpost - TLOU and israel

a/n: thank you for the req !! I don’t write full on smut unfortunately (though I might write some short stuff in the future), but I tried to write a few kinda sexual scenes here and there

wc: idk prob like 1k

divider creds

Abby loved Owen, truly. She was attracted to him: that is what she kept convincing herself of everyday.

Every moment with Owen was a new lie she fed herself.

He was the man she loved. There was nothing she doubted in her relationship with him. The absence of love’s warmth meant to fill her body was her own fault; her inability to reach climax when they had sex was a problem for which only she was to blame.

It doesn’t mean she never tried, though. Abby had spent nights attempting to pleasure herself to the thought of Owen: the only person she should be thinking of; the only person supposed to be capable of reaching her to her climax.

And yet, all she felt was nothing. She laid in her bed, carnal and romantical dissatisfaction utterly consuming her. She was convinced that she was simply incapable of experiencing any sort of attraction exceeding platonicity.

But it only grew more confusing from there.

In another one of her inevitably futile attempts of bringing herself to climax to the thought of Owen, she felt her mind begin to drift to another thought that would hopefully bring her to that much desired release.

She didn’t intend for it to, but the man was just not doing it for her.

That night, she thought of a woman.

That night, she came so hard she swore she could see stars.

A specific woman she thought of in particular, but she would never admit who it was that finally relieved that ache. Not even in the confines of her own thoughts.

And so here she found herself, seated on the soft cushion of your worn-out couch.

You were Abby’s sole friend who was openly lesbian. Abby had seen you bring women over numerous times before. She had listened to your rants about your sexual and romantic encounters with women.

She even helped set you up with one, which harbored a slight odd feeling in the pit of her stomach for a reason she couldn’t quite decipher.

She had thought of it many times: what it was like being with a woman. She didn’t really know what to make of those thoughts. Whether it was mere curiosity, or perhaps something more.

And now here she sat next to you, trying to find the confidence to speak.

She never found it hard to confide in you. Of course not, you were her dearest friend. But this dilemma of hers was difficult to merely utter aloud, even if it is only to herself.

You were on your phone when Abby spoke.

“So… you’re gay,” she started, and she wanted to strike herself as soon as the words left her mouth, because of course you were gay. What kind of opening is that?

“Good observation?” You chuckled, bemused. You placed your phone down, curious as to where she was going with this.

“What’s it like? You know, being with a woman,” she asked, already regretting bringing it up, but she just needed some certainty.

Your eyebrows twisted in confusion at the inquiry. You and Abby were comfortable enough to share anything with each other. Nothing was considered too much information or too uncomfortable to talk about.

It was just an odd question coming from Abby, who you thought was so sure of her sexuality.

“I guess it’s like how it feels for you being with a man.”

God, she hoped not.

“Why?” You asked.

“Just curious, that’s all. Wanna understand your sexuality more, educate myself,” she spoke rather timidly.

You laughed softly. “Oh, because you’re so woke, right?”

Abby could tell you didn’t believe her. In all fairness, she didn’t really put much effort into trying to sound the least bit credible.

She didn’t even know why she was lying to you right now. She trusted you, she always has. This was just a difficult truth to face.

“I don’t know. I’m just feeling a little confused, I guess,” she confessed, shrugging.

“About your sexuality?” Your voice was slow, but your heart beat quicker than ever before.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t find Abby attractive. You’ve always had a little childish crush on the blonde, but you constantly found yourself trying to shove your feelings aside, somewhere far away so it could no longer reach to gnaw at your heart.

But now this — this made it all different. You might be getting slightly ahead of yourself, but you can’t help but think that now you might have the smallest chance with her.

“I don’t know— I mean, yeah, I guess,” she said as she fiddled with the seams of her shirt. “Owen’s just never really made me feel… well, anything. Anything you’re supposed to feel with a partner, I don’t feel it. I thought maybe the problem was Owen specifically, but I’ve come to realize that it’s not.”

“But women get you going?”

“I think so,” she admitted, finally. “I tried to think about a woman last night, while, you know…” she trailed off, her skin suddenly feeling very hot at the confession.

“And?” You whispered, feeling just as hot at her confession. “Was it just what you were missing?”

Abby went quiet for a moment, then she answered. “Yeah, it was.”

It was silent. Abby still looked like she had something to say, so you offered no response for a moment.

“But how could I know? I’ve never tried anything romantic or sexual with another woman, so how would I be able to tell? I could just be confused,” she said.

You were quiet, contemplating your next words. What you were about to do could either ruin your friendship, or elevate it to something more. You were relying on the latter.

“You wanna try?” You asked. Your voice sounded bold, but everything within you was shaking with apprehension.

She offered naught but an incredulous look. Her eyes were blown wide, disbelieving.

“What?”

Well, shit.

“I mean, solely for experimental purposes, of course. A kiss shared with another woman, just to be certain,” you explained.

The tension was thick, almost palpable. You were nervous at Abby’s silence and you realized that this is where your boldness gets you.

You were ready for her harsh rejection and the revulsion that would surely be evident in her voice, but then she spoke.

“Okay,” she said. Not a hint of revulsion in her tone. You didn’t know it, but her heart beat just as quick as yours.

“Really?” You asked, surprised as if you hadn’t been the one to offer.

“Well, yeah,” she leaned in slightly, bringing her face closer to yours. “Just for experimental purposes, right?”

“Yeah, sure,” you breathed. You brought your face to hers, and in a split second you closed the gap between you, meeting each other in a slow kiss, your eyes fluttering shut.

Her lips were soft. Her kiss felt nervous, lacking confidence, yet it still exceeded every expectation.

You pulled away once you felt it was enough. You looked at her and waited for what she had to say.

“Oh yeah, I’m definitely gay,” she said and pushed your face right back into hers, meeting your lips in a much more heated kiss.

This kiss, however, held the confidence the previous one lacked, her lips moving skillfully against yours. You waited for the shock to wear off before kissing her back, clearly not expecting her to want more.

You disconnected your lips once again, pulling her face away from yours. “Abby—”

“Just need-” she interrupted her own words to press another swift peck to your lips. “A little more-” another kiss. “Just to make sure,” she said, finally and pulled you in for another kiss. She cupped your burning cheeks with her palms and slipped her tongue into your mouth.

What was supposed to be an innocent kiss, solely for the sake of experiment (how the thought made you laugh now), turned into her exploring your mouth with her tongue and pushing her body against yours. This kiss held no place for innocence now.

She softly moaned into your mouth, the sound vibrating throughout your body.

She used her thumb to lightly caress your cheek as she kissed you like her life depended on it. She slightly pulled apart then, nibbling on your bottom lip with her teeth.

As the kiss came to an end, you sat staring at each other, breathless, and oh so blissful.

“You wanna know something?” Abby asked with a dumb smile on her face which brought another smile upon your own. You hummed.

“It was you,” she started, still faintly breathless. “You were who I thought of.”

Your eyebrows rose at the confession. It was unexpected, but certainly not disliked.

What you were more surprised at, though, was how casually she said it, seemingly too blissed out at the moment for any feeling of embarrassment.

“You telling me I was your gay awakening?” You asked, grinning.

“You could say that.” She shrugged and scratched at the back of her neck.

You laughed and scooted closer to her. “Well, I guess I’m honored then,” you said.

“Alright,” she rolled her eyes and laughed. She leaned in then, craving more of your taste.

You giggled into the kiss and pulled away, licking your lips to savor her intoxicating taste.

“I think we’ve already come to the conclusion that you’re gay. You still want more?”

She brought her face closer again and caressed your cheeks. She was close enough that you could feel her breath against your lips.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Now shut up and let me kiss you.”

[miracle-negative]

Sry every1, I don't think I can draw until the final exam is over ^;-;^

Thank you for your interest in my drawings and cartoons!

But.. I think I need to take a break from drawing to study for the final exam..

Thx always everyone! I'll be back soon..

MASTERPOST // DTIYS <- [1k mirinekodtiys]

|| Ink belongs to @/comyet

|| Ds! Ink belongs to @/onebizarrekai

|| Pale belongs to @/unu-nunu-art

[stuffidoandwrite]

Wolfstar as Girl Dads Reclist

So... this a masterpost with all the wolfstar daughter fics I've read. I'll keep updating it as I read! Fics are from ao3 and tumblr.

Wolfstar is together (mostly married), and their daughter is a witch in most of these unless specified otherwise.

Read the end of the post for more important notes! ♡

(Last update: May 11th)

[ao3.]

Homeward Bound (2025-) by @ellecdc

Original Female Character | 5 chapters 35k | Ongoing | Oc's age: 6 | Werewolf Oc | Adoption | Tw: Mentions of torture and violence

Sweet Child O' Mine (2024-2025) by august_88 *Personal favorite *Check more about this fic here

Original Female Character | 24 chapters 137k | Finished | Oc's age: 14 | Muggle Oc | Foster/Adoption | Tw: Depression

Moonlight Mile (2022) by jennandblitz

Original Female Character | Single Chapter 17k | Oc's age: 7 | Werewolf Oc | Adoption

Forget Me Not (2023) by Starsandskys

Original Female Character | 15 Chapters 32k | Incomplete | Oc's age: 10 | Werewolf Oc | Adoption

Hope - Wolfstar's Daughter (2024) by Kj_black_lupin

Original Female Character | 6 Chapters 18k | Incomplete | Oc's age: 3 months | Werewolf Oc | Adoption

Two is Better Than One (2023) by Lizzie_carlile

Baby Hermione | 4 Chapters 3k | Incomplete | Hermione's Age: I'm not sure but she's not 1 yet | Adoption | Tw: Wolfstar smut in Chapter 4 

Queen of the Wolves (2024) by her_smile_forges_galaxies 

Original Female Character | Single Chapter 2k | Oc's age: 6 | Werewolf Oc | Adoption

between the moon and stars (2024) by BeaTheMarauder

Original Female Character | 1 Chapter 2k | Incomplete | Oc's age: 17 | Witch Oc | Fostering with future Adoption

Aurora borealis (2022-2025) by Strawberryink22

Original Female Character | 5 Chapters 10k | Incomplete | Oc's age: 1 | Adoption | Tw: Wizard War Violence

A free space in the heart (2024) by proudrclaw

Original Female Characters | Single Chapter 2k | They have 3 kids with different ages | Adoption

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The "Father of the Year" Upset by @aza-writes

Original Female Character | Single Chapter 1.2k

always an angel, never a god by @amnmesias

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single chapter 2.5k

wolfstar daughter sneaks out to go to a party (2021) by @indigoh4ze

Reader Insert (Y/N) | Single Chapter 248 words

two is better than one (2021) by @ronsonlywhore

Reader Insert (Y/N) | Single Chapter 1.7k

Expectations (2025) by @unconventional-lawnchair

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | 7k | Kinda Harry Potter x Reader but not really

What have we done? (2025) by @ellecdc

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | 878 words

Something Stupid (2015) by @once-upon-an-imagine

Reader Insert (Y/N) | Single Chapter 1k | Draco Malfoy x Reader | She is Adopted | Sirius does not appear but he is mentioned.

Being wolfstar daughter (2021) by @mirclealignr

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Headcannon 700 words

Platinum (2024) by @siriuslynettey

Original Female Character | 6 Chapters | Incomplete | Oc's age: 11 | Poa canon; Oc doesn't know Sirius is her dad.

Dad, Dad? (2022) by @robynlilyblack

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 1.5k | Hermione Granger x Reader

Interrupted (2024) by @uramakimochi

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 1.8k

Moments (2024) by @uramakimochi

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 3.8k

Leaving for Hogwarts (2024) by @uramakimochi

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 1.7k

Together (2024) by @uramakimochi *Made me cry like a bitch.

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 3.8k

The Sleepovers (2024) by @iamthesilentwriter *Amazing writing of a kid's perspective.

Reader Insert (No use of Y/N) | Single Chapter 8.3k

Welcoming the wolf pup (2024) by @ghostwritermia

Original Female Character | Single Chapter 817 words

Notes:

I try to add the correct fic details but sometimes a thing or two may slip my mind (I read too much) so I apolozige in advance! I'll keep updating as I read the fics again.

I didn't add many trigger warnings because I don't remember most of them, so you should definitely check them in the original fic post before reading it!

Feel free to share your own recs as well, and I can add them after reading it myself.

You can also check the wolfstar daughter tag in my tumblr to see the fics I reblogged but didn't add here yet.

*Fanarts are not mine, credits to the original artists.

[bloodyknucklesforme]

Pomegranate | Nikolai x F!Reader

Chapter 7

Nikolai returns you

cw: dark fic, dubcon/noncon, reader is being trafficked, human trafficking, physical abuse

Masterpost

This is what it felt like to be devoured. To be held above gnashing teeth, ready to be masticated to bones and blood. A whole year of being chewed on till you could barely recognize yourself. 

A year ago you were in a similar position. Standing in your flat, crying to Marcus about the eviction notice when Arno walked in calling your name. Seeing him next to Nikolai made it seem like your world was collapsing all over again.

A year ago you screamed and begged for Marcus to save you, to not let this happen, to protect you. You wouldn’t debase yourself by doing the same with Nikolai. You shrugged off the fur and pushed it into his arms.

“Keep it.” He went to throw it over your shoulders and you skirted to the side.

“I don’t want it.”

“I’ll take it.” Arno snatched the coat from the air and threw it over his own shoulder. “You still owe me for all this time, Nikolai. Consider it a gesture of good faith.”

Arno grabbed your bloodied arm and yanked you out the door. Nikolai’s lip twisted in anger, “Get out of my house.”

You scooped up your clothes and quickly changed, trying to avoid Arno’s leering. You still had your coat and the cash inside. You kept moving to avoid breaking down. You weren’t leaving heaven but Arno was a different type of hell.

You made it two steps outside before being thrown to the ground, a bright spike of pain radiating from the back of your head. Arno put his knee on your back and grabbed your hair, pulling your head back as far as it would go.

“You stupid fucking bitch. What did you do?” He shook your head up and down rapidly. You moved your hands in front of your face to avoid eating the pavement. You prayed for a gunshot, to feel Arno slump on top of you and to be pulled out from under him by Nikolai. He was so close, a couple meters away. 

Arno dragged you by the hair to the car, the snow soaking your legs through your pants. You didn’t dare fight him. Arno lacked all of Nikolai’s restraint, always letting his anger explode into violence. You had to crawl into the car after him, hand scraping against the dirty carpet. 

“You know he hasn’t fucking paid me.” He kicked your side, battering you against the driver’s seat. “This whole time he’s put off paying for you.”

He grabbed your arm and pulled you up onto the seat, “Can you believe that?”

He smushed your cheeks, fingers digging into your jaw. He looked to Abel as they pulled away, “I think we should just fucking kill him. He talks about respect then he fucks me!”

“I never trust Russians.” Abel shrugged. “Just refuse to send him any more girls. But there is a reason your father told you not to piss him off.”

“I’m not afraid of some arms dealer! This cunt,” he shook your head, “isn’t fucking afraid. She scratched up his fucking face.”

Abel laughed, “Did she really?”

“Yes and now he won’t pay me.” He slapped you. Your head was pounding now, the car spinning around widely. Drugs or concussion you didn’t know at this point. “Waste of fucking time. Getting rid of her this week. Hear that? You’re too much trouble for what your cunt is worth.”

You put your head between your knees, your stomach lurching up towards your throat. 

“Maybe the Austrian will take her. The big one. He breaks his toys so often, always needs a new one.”

You had one moment. One chance. If he got you back to the club you’d never escape. You had 1k in cash. That could get you out of the country. 

You forced yourself to gag till you felt it bubble up from your stomach. Arno yelled in disgust as you threw up in his lap. Abel cursed as he pulled over the car. You grabbed the back of Arno’s neck and put all your weight into throwing his head full force against the center console. Blood poured from his nose, mixing with the vomit on the floor. 

The doors unlocked as Abel parked the car. You threw yourself out of the car and took off down the street.

You had never run so fast in your life. You thought about Cassie. You’d make it for her. You’d make it for yourself.

You rushed down the steps into a tube station and jumped the turnstile and flew onto the first train you saw, not carrying where it was going. You collapsed into a seat once the doors closed. You didn’t see Arno or Abel on the platform as you pulled away. 

Your hands were shaking but you were free. You’d made it. There was a limit to Arno’s reach and once you were out of it you’d never have to worry about him again. 

Nikolai…

“I will hurt her more than they ever could.”

Maybe he would never look for you. Arno would never admit you got away. He’d tell Nik you were dead. You hoped that your supposed death haunted him. He would haunt you.

Up until last night he’d lulled you into this state of pliancy. A doll for him to dress up and fuck as he pleased. His cruelty felt disingenuous, a forced reminder to the both of you that this was the man he was. It pulled apart your heart to think about. All those nights where you fell asleep with your head on his chest or tucked up against his side. His hand would graze over you till you squirmed, complaining he was tickling you. He’d smile softly and do it once more just to see you laugh. You would never see him again and a part of you felt sad. 

You didn’t get off the train till the line ended. You went to the nearest Lidl and bought food for the next couple days. Hopefully you would be on a train this time tomorrow. You’d go to Edinburgh and figure out how to get home from there. You just couldn’t stay in London. 

There was a cheap hotel a few blocks away from the grocery store. It was disgusting with stiff sheets and the pervasive stench of mildew but you had a whole bed to yourself. You just slept on top of the covers. 

For over sixteen hours…

Your arm ached the next morning. In the dingy bathroom you peeled off Nikolai’s improvised bandage. It wasn’t bleeding but the skin was discolored and swollen. You’d get it looked at later. 

You didn’t really have a plan. There were organizations that could help you but you couldn’t tell them anything about Nikolai and Arno would sell out anyone and everyone so you couldn’t tell them anything about him either. Would they even believe you then?

You could answer that question in Edinburgh. You had to just keep moving. 

You knew LNER ran trains to Edinburgh out of King’s Cross. You and a friend had gone once. You ate an apple and granola bar before setting off again, keeping your head down and the collar of your coat up.

You held back tears as you approached the station. In less than five hours you’d be good. No more looking over your shoulder. Your hands shook as you handed over the money for your ticket. A hundred pounds.

You had roughly half an hour before it arrived. Enough time to get a cheap cup of coffee. Nikolai had an espresso machine but it lacked the comfort that a shitty cup of coffee gave you. One that you customized with the exact amount of cream and sugar you liked. 

You sat outside the station cafe and smiled down at your little paper cup. 

“This seat taken?” A large hand rested on the back of the chair across from you. The voice made your stomach drop.

John stood there, a teasing smile on his face. You pushed your chair back, ready to sprint away, scream for help.

“I’m not going to stop you.” He sat down, pulling his leg over his knee. “Our mutual friend hasn’t told me you ran off so you either killed him or you ran away from someone else.”

“Arno wants to kill him.” You blurted. John raised an eyebrow at you. 

“It would be funny to see him try,” He chuckled. “How’d you escape?”

“I threw up on him and then broke his nose.” 

John covered his mouth to stifle his laughter. “Nik always knows how to pick them.”

“Are you going to bring me back?”

“No. Unless you want me to.”

You could prostrate yourself at Nik’s feet. Clean his feet with your hair, humiliate yourself in an attempt to win his favor again. It would be easier than rebuilding your life. He could keep you safe from Arno. 

“I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

“You break his nose too?”

“I scratched him.” John wasn’t a priest so your confessional state surprised you. This was the man that had assaulted you only two nights before. 

“I’ve done worse to him.” He shrugged. “He does like you. More than I’ve seen before. Thought he was gonna rip my head off when you passed out.”

He’d been so gentle when you woke up. You remembered that. How nervous he looked. He never said sorry yet still blamed himself for ‘overdoing it’. 

“My train is going to be here soon. I have to go.”

“If he wants to, he’ll find you.” There should be a word for things that are both comforting and terrifying. Like the ocean or thunderstorms or Nikolai. 

You quickly downed the rest of your coffee before standing.

“Have a nice day, John.” 

You turned around and walked into another person.

“I’m sorry…”

Arno stood there with a bruised, bandaged nose and a sneer. John’s chair scraped harshly against the floor.

“Sit the fuck back down.” Arno looked over you, towards John. Something sharp pressed against your stomach. “I will gut her, right now.” 

You looked back over your shoulder. John was looking over the two of you. 

“Don’t ruin my day by making me talk to the police.” John sighed before waving his hand away, “Take her. She’s not my problem. Might want to keep a better grip this time. Though she can only improve your ugly mug.”

Arno yanked you closer, you sucked in your stomach to prevent being punctured. 

“C’mon. We’re going home.” 

You gave John a pleading look. If you screamed you would die. If you didn’t you would die. This was it. Your last chance of escape was being called for boarding over the speakers. 

He held up three fingers before tapping the outside of his wrist. 

“I’m going to have so much fun killing you.” Arno growled in your ear as he dragged you down a side street. Abel was waiting by the car. You were shoved into the open boot.“Pick which fingers you want broken first.”

He slammed the boot shut, leaving you in darkness. 

[that1notetaker]

Nt4Waltzes Masterpost : For context this is an au where Narinder never got imprisoned. Instead he became real stagnant in efforts to avoid the prophecy that would bring down the old faith, imprison him for 1k, and kill them all. Leshy still loses an eye and The Lamb becomes involved anyway. This scene happens before arriving at the festival and meeting the lamb + the family reaction to that. Leshy: He said he was gonna come over Heket: Did he really Leshy: Narinder: *actually goes. immediately regrets it and turns tail* The lamb: Narinder: ...five minutes. Five minutes and then I'm done.

[back2bluesidex]

From Within - JJK [Masterpost/Announcement]

Pairing: Widowed!Jungkook X Fem!Reader

Theme: Angst, pining, eventual fluff, eventual smut, arrange marriage au, bffs to strangers to lovers au. Drabble series.

Summary: When you fell in love with Jungkook, you wished for your life to turn out as one of those clichéd fairytales, where two best friends fall for each other and live happily ever after. But were you lucky enough? Probably not because you had to watch the man taking vows, kissing the love of his life and promising forever right before your eyes. Unfortunately enough, now you are having to witness him breaking down bit by bit standing at his wife's funeral.

Warnings: angst, minor character death, pining, angst, unrequited love, eventual smut. NSFW!!

Patreon Membership Exclusive Drabble Series.

A/N: I will be updating once a week. The length of each chapter will be 1k to 1.5K since it's a drabble series.

Chapter Index:-

Part one: First and second heartbreak [Posted]

Part two: The bad news [Posted]

Part three: An unexpected proposal [Posted]

Part four: The dream that you didn't dream [Posted]

Part five: Call me by that name [Posted]

Part six: The Ex returns [Posted]

Part seven: Fried rice and samgyeopsal [Posted]

Part eight: The purple glittery box [Posted]

Part nine: Confrontation and Confession [Posted]

Part ten: Best buddies forever [Posted]

Preview

Dear Jungkook, Honestly, I don’t know what to write or even how to write to you.  I don’t know how I will present this card to you, or how you will even take it. Or what will you think after reading it.  But what I know is that I love you. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I have loved you everytime you annoyed me, teased me, protected me, held my hands, patted my head, hugged me… I have loved you from the deepest corner of my heart. And I think it’s the right time to let you know this one secret that I hid from you.  Hope you aren’t angry.  But most importantly, I hope you don’t feel pressured to say yes just because I am your bestie. I know you probably don’t feel the same and it’s okay.  But if there is even the tiniest consideration in your heart for me, not as a friend but as a partner, then please come to the park near our elementary school.  I will be waiting for an hour from the time you receive this letter.  – Xoxo Y/N. 

It was graduation day when you decided to deliver the card to your best friend. However, after the ceremony Jungkook basically vanished. 

You looked for him everywhere you could, only to find him in the annex building. 

His face was flushed, as if he was embarrassed. He was looking in every possible direction, as if to avoid the person standing right in front of him. 

Before him stood Jung Mido, a well-known figure in your university since she was the student body president. 

“Mido-ya I- uh I really like you, will you-” he got cut mid-confession as Mido rose on her feet and placed a kiss on his lips. 

Jungkook looked starstruck and so in love.

[flokali]

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Final part to the “ILYIOY” series, meant to tie up the story and finish telling what happens to Reader’s family, Reader herself, and Childe’s feelings about what he’s done.

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Boothill fic where a pesky USB with a “love code” gets mistakenly used on him, as the doctor/programmer in charge with overseeing this mess – you find yourself the target of his newfound affection.

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[salty-tang]

Appointments Kept

Congressman!Bucky Barnes x Congresswoman!Reader

Summary: what if the interns put 'kiss the congresswoman' on bucky's outlook calendar?

Warnings/ tags: fluff, surprise forehead kiss, ambiguous if relationship is established or not

Word count: 1k

A/N: this is based on a comment a dear friend made on my fic lol HAHA - you know who you are, and thank you for helping to name this one ♡

off the record masterpost || AO3 || congressman bucky masterpost

Bucky’s scrolling through yet another incomprehensible email chain when the notification pings.

Event Created:

Kiss the Congresswoman Created by: Jenna Kang Assigned to: James B. Barnes Time: 4:45 PM | Duration: 5 min

He blinks once. He stares at it and reads it again, like the English language might suddenly start working in his head again.

Nope, it still says what it did the first time.

Through the frosted glass of his office, he can see the interns clustered in the kitchenette across the corridor – Jenna typing furiously, Mills clutching her mug like it’s a lifeline, Devon perched on the counter with their latte, Micah with his arms crossed and leaning against the fridge.

They technically are from different offices – different chains of command, different bosses – but proximity breeds familiarity. And caffeine? Caffeine breeds conspiracy.

He can’t hear them, but he sees the way Jenna’s fingers fly across her phone, Mills gasping, Devon shrieking with delighted horror, Micah shaking his head with a devilish grin on his face.

He sighs, thumb hovering over delete. He really should. God knows this is unprofessional, bordering on humiliating for both of you.

_______

In the Kitchenette, a couple of minutes earlier…

The kitchenette hums with the clatter of mugs and the low hum of the fridges. Jenna stands by the coffee tap, arms folded, watching you through the glass as you stalk back to your office, shoulders taut, expression thunderous.

Everyone feels it; the oppressive hush radiating from your office, the clipped way you speak in whip strategy, the fact you skipped lunch entirely to take a meeting that ends with you being yelled at for something far out of your purview.

They watch you stomp past, eyes rimmed with fatigue, papers clutched like weapons. Mills sighs so dramatically it sounds like an aria. “If I had a day like that,” she whispers, “I’d want someone to kiss me on the forehead. Just… so I’d remember I’m not alone.”

Devon, sitting on the edge of the counter with their latte (oat milk, three sugars), arches an eyebrow. “Forehead kiss. That’s dangerously romantic for a Wednesday.”

Micah leans against the fridge, scrolling through his phone with one thumb. “Dangerous, yes. Romantic, debatable.”

Jenna’s eyes narrow. Chaos flickers behind them. She pulls out her phone and opens the calendar app.

You see, Jenna had managed to cultivate (very unintentionally) an air of quiet competence that had fooled Mike into believing that she is the sanest and most incorruptible intern. And therefore, she was the only one of the lot trusted with such editing power over Bucky’s calendar.

“Don’t,” Devon says automatically, not looking up.

“Do,” Mills whispers, clutching her teacup like it’s a prayer candle.

“It’s harmless,” Jenna mutters.

“Harmless is how Watergate started,” Micah says, but their grin betrays them.

She hits Send with finality.

Mills claps a hand over her mouth, eyes brimming. “That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever seen.”

Devon sighs. “We’re so going to get fired.”

Micah just starts pre-emptively drafting a Slack apology to Mike.

_______

4.44 PM - your office

At precisely 4:44 PM, Bucky knocks once, out of habit rather than courtesy, and steps inside.

You’re hunched over your desk, trying to make heads and tails of a dam structural engineering diagram, eyes glazed over from sheer confusion. You don’t hear the door open until he’s already inside.

“Hey,” he says softly.

“Do you need something?” you murmur, not looking up, pen scraping another furious series of increasingly unhinged question marks into your notebook.

He clears his throat, gaze flicking to your laptop screen before returning to you.

“Do you remember,” he says quietly, “last week… you told me I shouldn’t be so flippant about my schedule. That if I committed to something, I should follow it?”

You stare at him, brain blank. “Yes…?”

His eyes flicker to his phone. He takes a slow breath, as if bracing himself, then crosses the carpet to your desk. He plants one hand on the desk beside your elbow, and bends down.

His lips press to your forehead – warm, impossibly gentle, like you’re something breakable he’s sworn to protect. The scent of his aftershave and leather curls around you, grounding and disorienting all at once. It’s not rushed, but it’s not lingering either. A scheduled softness. A quiet appointment kept.

Your entire body freezes. Heat floods your face so quickly it makes you dizzy – like every neuron in your body has misfired at once. You’re sure your face is glowing. Like stop-sign red. Fresh Italian tomato red.

When he pulls back, you finally look up at him, wide-eyed and mortified. “What… what was that?”

His face is impassive, but the tips of his ears are pink. His mouth twitches – almost a smile, almost an apology.

He lifts his phone slightly, thumb hovering over the event notification. His voice is almost sheepish when he murmurs, “it was on my calendar.”

_______

4.47 PM - bullpen

Caffeinated, sugared, and now officially huddling in your office to ‘discuss new policy developments’ the interns watch Bucky walk out, silent and unreadable as ever. They stare at the scene in silent horror.

“She’s… she’s so red,” Mills whispers, clutching Jenna’s arm.

Devon is frozen, eyes wide with realisation. “Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god – ”

Micah holds a hand over his mouth, eyes glittering with glee. “We’ve unleashed something unstoppable.”

Jenna bites her lip and files the even in her master observations spreadsheet:

4:45 PM – Forehead Kiss executed. Subject reaction: catastrophic blush. New data point: potential cardiac event if kissed properly.

Micah wipes away a tear. “We’re definitely getting fired.”

“Worth it,” Mills sighs dreamily.

_______

4.49 PM - Bucky’s office

Back at his desk, Bucky sits heavily in his chair, staring at his phone. He marks the event as Completed, but his hands are shaking slightly, and his chest feels… warm.

He almost adds it as a recurring event.

Instead, he sets his phone down, scrubs a hand over his face, and mutters under his breath, “just following my schedule.”

But he’s smiling, just a little.

off the record masterpost || AO3 || congressman bucky masterpost

[gulliblelemon]

Would You Fuck Your Clone?

My day 10 contribution to the 10 days to 1k challenge. (Masterpost). Fandom: Young Royals | Prompt: clones | Rating: T | AO3

Thank you so much @10daysto1k! This event has been so much fun!

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“Would you fuck your clone?”

There’s a snort from someone and Felice shoves Maddie’s shoulder. “Maddie.” Felice rolls her eyes. “What sort of question is that?”

“A good one when the party’s getting boring. Unless you’d rather play truth or d—”

“No!”

Simon can’t tell how many of them shouted. Maybe all. But definitely him and Wille. Felice too. 

Maddie grins. “Thought so. So. Felice. Would you fuck your clone?”

“I’m not answering that,” Felice says with an air of dignity that’s only slightly spoiled by her wine-drunk slurring. 

“I would,” Maddie says, with no hint of embarrassment whatsoever.

“Really?” Alexander says, fascinated.

“Yeah,” Maddie says, shrugging. “I know my preferences.”

“Yeah but… Surely it’s just better to, you know, do it yourself,” Felice says.

“Well I can’t use my own mouth, can I?”

“Ew, Maddie.” Felice grimaces.

“What?” Maddie grins. “Am I wrong?”

“Wouldn’t it be… weird?” Alexander asks – still intrigued.

“I’ve never actually done it, Alex.”

He grumbles and Maddie snorts. 

“Simon?”

All eyes turn to him, some of them darting to Wille who’s leaning back on his hands, arms stretched behind Simon so that he’s almost embracing him but not quite. Wille shifts slightly.

“Erm… I don’t know,” Simon answers.

“Urgh. You’re all boring. Someone give me an—”

“I would!” It’s Walter, shouting from across the room.

“Really?” Henry whips round to him. “Isn’t that, like, gay?”

A ripple runs through the room, more glances at Simon and Wille. Simon feels a flash of irritation.

Walter just shrugs. “I don’t… think so? Maybe. Does it matter? No one’s actually fucking their clone.”

“Your answer only counts if you would do it, though!” Maddie screeches. Sara flinches away.

“Fine,” Walter says. “Then yes. If my clone walked in now, I’d fuck him. At least he’d be the best looking person in here.”

There’s lots of shouting and jeering. Someone throws an empty cup, missing Walter by a mile but still spraying the rest with dregs of something sticky.

Once everyone’s calmed down again, Felice pipes up. “Okay then. I’m saying now that I wouldn’t. What about you, Sara?”

Sara’s eyes go wide. “Me?”

“Mhm,” says Felice, taking another sip, eyes not straying from Sara. 

Sara’s eyes flit around the room. “Maybe.” Simon can see her blushing and wonders if he should jump in, but then she rolls her lips in. “I think, yes. Probably.”

“Seriously?” Maddie seems genuinely astounded. 

Sara nods. “I think so. Why not? There’d be no one you’d be hurting. It’s technically the same as self-pleasure, I think. And… there’s no risk of you getting it wrong.”

The room goes quiet. Nobody knows where to look. 

After a few seconds, Maddie shouts. “Right! Well! That was… interesting. Wilhelm!”

Wille has been quiet, just a steady, comforting presence beside Simon. He hasn’t drunk anything either, even though he finds parties easier when he’s a bit tipsy.

“No,” Wille says.

“No… what?” Felice asks.

“No. I wouldn’t fuck my clone.” Simon feels Wille’s hand skim up his spine, coming to rest possessively around the back of his neck.

“Urgh,” Maddie groans. “You two are spoiling the game. You’re gross.”

“They’re sweet,” Felice retorts. 

“Not when they’re lovey-doveying up my very serious hypothetical question,” Maddie throws back. “Fine. Henry!”

The conversation continues on, but Simon stops listening, just leaning back into Wille’s warmth.

“Hey,” Wille murmurs in his ear, breath tickling his neck, fingers toying with the hairs at the base of his skull. A shiver runs through Simon. He’ll never get bored of it. “When shall we leave?”

Simon lets out a breath. The earlier they go, the more they’ll get teased, but they’re getting teased anyway. So— “Now?”

Wille presses his smile behind Simon’s ear. “Okay,” he breathes, then he’s gone – standing up and holding out a hand.

There are jeers and catcalls – they don’t mind.

Later, lying in Wille’s tiny Forest Ridge bed – naked and content and so, so happy – Simon feels Wille press a kiss to his chest where he’s resting his head.

“I love you,” Wille murmurs into the skin.

Simon squeezes him a little tighter. “I love you too.”

He loves these moments, just the two of them – no expectations, no responsibilities, just them.

“I never want anyone except you.”

Chuckling, Simon presses a kiss to the top of Wille’s head. At nineteen, maybe they shouldn’t be thinking about forever. But his forever has Wille in it, and he knows Wille feels the same.

“I never want anyone except you either,” Simon replies, voice muffled by Wille’s hair.

Simon can feel Wille tense.

“What’s wrong?” Simon pushes back to look down at Wille.

When Wille looks up, it’s with an unsure expression, biting his lip as he gazes into Simon’s eyes. “Not even your clone?”

It takes a moment for the words to sink in, but then Simon bursts out laughing.

“What?” Wille looks hurt.

“I’m sorry,” Simon wheezes, giggles still bubbling in his chest. “I just— What are you on about?”

“Your clone,” Wille says. “Would you— You said you weren’t sure if…”

“Wille.” Simon shuffles so that he can sit them both up. “Have you been stressing about this all evening?”

“No,” Wille defends. Then: “Maybe.”

Simon grips Wille’s hands in his own. “Wille. It was just a silly conversation. Of course I only want you.”

“But what if—”

“No what if.”

Wille moves his lips from side to side, so Simon lets go of his hands to grip his cheeks, thumbs brushing over his cheekbones.

“Wille. I love you. I love you. No one else will ever come close. So, even if my clone walked through that door right now, why would I ever want anyone but you?”

“You mean it?” Wille says, his voice is shaky and Simon pulls him into a hug.

“I mean it,” Simon murmurs into his ear.

Then, when Wille seems to have relaxed in his embrace, Simon says, “Would you fuck my clone?” and then squeals as Wille tackles him to the bed.