#caos x reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

could I request a sabrina spellman x fem reader, where reader and sabrina are in an established relationship but reader is a werewolf and has been hiding from her girlfriend and then maybe sabrina gets attacked and were wolf ! reader saves her and they patch each other up afterwards? purdy please

No More Secrets

|| Sabrina Spellman x fem!werewolf!reader

|| Warnings; werewolf reader, blood mentions, screams, fear mentions, reader fights a wolf, light swearing, anxiety, injured reader

|| Summary; when Sabrina goes to the woods to preform a spell, she hadn't expected the encounter she would face. Or the hero that would save her.

Requests open!

Started; october 21st

Finished; october 22nd

Reblogs, comments and likes all really help and are very much appreciated! Thank you if you do🫶

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Full moons. Probably one of your least favourite things in the world. You often tried to keep yourself locked up in a cell down in the basement whenever they came around. You were a werewolf and you didn't want your secret getting out. Not even to your girlfriend. Sabrina Spellman, who was a witch so she probably wouldn't hate you for it. But you just couldn't. You were so scared of being seen differently. It's a fear that's been in the back of your mind ever since you became what you were. How would people react? What would happen to you? How many people would you lose? The freedom of people knowing wasn't worth the potential backlash.

So you kept quiet. Keeping your head down, often choosing to say fewer words or nothing at all. Sabrina didn't mind that. She often told people it was "just part of your charm" to be quiet. She mistook your quietness for shyness, which wasn't the case. You liked hanging out and being around others. It made you feel less alone. You just... didn't really trust yourself to talk. Because every time you did you wanted to tell them. Something in you would just stir and you'd feel the need to spill your deepest secret.

The sun was held in the sky as it slowly made its decent for the night. Trickles of pinks, purples and oranges painted the clouds and you couldn't help but admire it. You loved sunsets. To you, they were like a calm before the storm. Sabrina had gone off into the woods, not going too far but far enough she could do her spell away from you. Practicing some heavy magic that needed her focus. You'd offered to tag along, though when you got to a certain point with her in the woods she'd told you to stay behind. Reluctantly you did, but only because you knew you'd be able to hear if she was in trouble. Smell if anything was coming. In your human form, your senses weren't as heightened as your werewolf ones. But they were still there.

Your eyes shifted between the trees, feeling all the hairs on your back go on end as the sun got lower. Shit. It had completely blanked your mind that tonight was a full moon. And you definitely weren't about to just leave Sabrina here, especially knowing how dangerous the woods could be at night. Much less on full moons. You'd been so lost in your anxiety about it that you hadn't seen the last rays of the sun go down. Or the scent you should have noticed... it wasn't until Sabrina's scream that you'd realized something was wrong. Your legs reacted before your mind could keep up. "SABRINA!"

Sabrina had been in the middle of a ritual when she found herself face to face with a wolf, she'd screamed. Hoping that you would hear her and be able to help. She doesn't know what you would be able to do, as far as she knew you were mortal. She slowly backed up until she felt that she could no longer back away. Finding herself pressed against a tree. Heart racing, hands sweaty. She swallowed thickly and tried to think of any spell she knew that could help. But she ran out of time. The wolf lunged and she scrambled, moving to behind the tree. Then she heard a howl and a whimper.

What Sabrina hadn't seen, was a werewolf leap the same time as the wolf. Taking it out mid air. The werewolf howled and the wold whimpered and scampered away.

What Sabrina did see, was the werewolf now standing before her. Mouth dripping with wolf blood. Her eyes widened. But, she realized something. Taking a closer look Sabrina recognized those eyes. They were unmistakably yours. She's spent enough time staring into them that she would know. She would know that colour anywhere. Plus, the werewolf didn't seem to harm her. Or have any intentions of doing so. The eyes looked... soft. Like how you looked at her. As though she had hung all the stars in the night sky just for you.

"Y/N...?" She asked slowly, daring to take a step forwards. She could have sworn her heart stopped for just a moment. The werewolf nodded. It nodded? Sabrina lifted her hand, slowly. Carefully. Your head came down and pressed against it and Sabrina felt relief wash through her. This was you. But how? When? Why didn't she know about it? "Oh, baby... you could have told me." She murmured. A whimper like sound escaped your throat and she sighed.

Sabrina spent the rest of the night with you, keeping an eye on you until she eventually fell asleep. Curled up against your own sleeping form. When morning came, you and Sabrina both woke up to the early morning chill of the woods. Curled up and intertwined with each other. Her eyes met yours and she cupped your cheeks, giving you a soft kiss that you easily reciprocated.

"So you're a werewolf?" She asked when the kiss ended. Her voice barely a whisper, laced with early morning raspiness.

You nodded and looked down," are you mad?"

"No.. no, of course not. I just wish you'd told me. But we're okay." She assured you, her thumb brushed against your cheek and you leaned into her touch," I love you, okay? Promise me no more secrets?"

"No more secrets.. I love you, too." You whispered and that seemed to relax her. No more secrets.

It took Sabrina a moment to see it. As her hand slid down to your arm, she felt something wet graze her fingers. She looked down to see that your arm had been sliced from just above the wrist to past your elbow. Sabrina's heart sank," Y/N..." What she had felt was blood.

Sabrina looked up into your eyes, seeing the pain hidden in them for the first time. She frowned, coming up with an idea as she moved to be sitting in your lap." Can I help?" She asked, wanting to ask before using her magic. Remembering the times she didn't and the backlash it had... Harvey...

"Yeah, yeah that's fine." You nodded and she kissed your lips. Feeling you flinch against them as her hand put a little more pressure on the wound. She silently shushed you, her lips moving against yours before she murmured a healing spell. You could feel the warmth from it. The buzz that flooded your entire arm. You relaxed and Sabrina pulled away. Giving your cheek a little squeeze with her other hand as her thumb brushed your skin.

"Thank you." You whispered and she smiled. Glad that her magic could actually help for once.

"Of course." She whispered back, helping you to your feet as she stood." Let's get back so we can clean the blood off you."

You quietly agreed and she took you back to the Spellman Mortuary. Hand in hand.

[potter-head-phanatic]

Masterlist Taglist ✰ He was a warlock and you were a mortal ✰ There was no reason for the two of you to meet, except for the fact that your younger brother, Harvey, was dating Sabrina ✰ You first met Ambrose when you were picking Harvey up from the Spellman mortuary one night ✰ Normally he would always be outside at the time you agreed, but he wasn't even answering your texts or phone calls, and you had enough ✰ Ambrose was walking towards the kitchen for a cup of tea when he heard the knocking at the door, and he wondered who could have been visiting at that hour of the night ✰ He couldn't believe his eyes when he opened the front door ✰ You were absolutely beautiful ✰ "Hi, i'm Y/N Kinkle, I'm here to pick up my brother, he's not answering his phone" ✰ He couldn't take his eyes off you which made you blush, but you couldn't keep your eyes off him either ✰ He invited you in for a cup of tea and you accepted, not seeing the harm in having tea with a cute boy ✰ You ended up giving him your phone number and you would text each other all the time ✰ You found yourself smiling when his name would appear on your phone ✰ That was when you knew you were in trouble ✰ You started visiting the mortuary more often, even if your brother wasn't there ✰ You and Ambrose would watch movies together ✰ Drink tea together ✰ Stargaze together ✰ Read together ✰ He quickly became your best friend, despite the fact that you found it odd that you never hung out outside his home ✰ But you never questioned it ✰ He was terrified to tell you about magic, after all those times he told Sabrina that witches and mortals couldn't mix ✰ To his surprise, and relief, you ended up having a very positive reaction ✰ You always had a feeling there was something magical about Greendale ✰ After the truth came out, you had an even closer bond than you did before ✰ He would show you all sorts of minor spells that left you amazed ✰ During the school year he would help you study for your college classes ✰ He was in awe about how smart you were ✰ It was one of the things he loved the most about you ✰ That and your never ending kindness towards others ✰ Sabrina shipped you two from the beginning, getting frustrated that the two of you denied your feelings ✰ She saw you as an older sister to look up to, coming to you with all her teenage problems ✰ The fact that you got along with his family is what really cemented his feelings for you ✰ He asked you out during one of your study sessions ✰ He had never been this nervous before, but he couldn't wait any longer ✰ He dressed nicely ✰ He made flowers appear out of nowhere ✰ He had prepared a whole speech ✰ He started panicking when you started tearing up, thinking he had said something wrong ✰ It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for you ✰ He relaxed when you threw yourself into his arms, accepting his request, a huge grin taking over his face ✰ From then on you were both the happiest you had ever been ✰ He constantly had a hand on you ✰ Whether it was an arm around your shoulder, holding your hand, resting a hand on your thigh ✰ Your lips were addicting to him as well, he would take any opportunity to kiss you ✰ You would have home dates all the time ✰ He would call you darling and you would call him honey or love ✰ You would steal his clothes all the time, loving the smell of his cologne ✰ He thought they looked better on you anyway ✰ You would talk about the places you would visit together once he was no longer on house arrest ✰ He comforted you when Tommy died, holding you as you cried, knowing how much your brother meant to you ✰ You comforted him when he would get upset about his house arrest ✰ He would read to you while you were cuddled up in bed, his soothing voice lulling you to sleep ✰ He would place a gentle kiss on your forehead before drifting to sleep himself ✰ He no longer needed to dream because they all came true the moment you walked into his life

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[cemetarywoman]

Its come to my attention that no one writes fics about any of my interests so ill have to take one for the team and do it myself 🙏🤕

Ill take requests for:

-the chilling adventures of Sabrina

-ville valo

-jackass

-gotham

-motionless in white

-hamzahthefantastic

I will write:

-fluff

-smut

-platonic/family dynamics

-poly relationships

-fem/gender neutral reader (could possibly make exceptions for male readers occasionally)

I wont write:

-anything to do with Self harm, r@pe, or abuse

-obviously no weird shit like illegal age gaps, piss, or anything super weird LMAO

-i will not write angst, im far too sensitive for that sorry LMAO

-i dont like write the reader as a dom so I’ll probably do sub!reader only, sorry!! (Ill make some exceptions for this tho if i like the request enough lol)

(ill add more to this list later lmao but these are my favorite things atm)

[povofjustme]

CAOS

I want you

Summary: Whatever Dorcas wants, she gets. And She wanted you.

Warning : 0

Length:1673 words

Pairing: Dorcas Night x OC (fem) reader

PS- didn’t PR so have fun with that 🤣

“Jake I already told you I have plans this weekend” Jake Hells once again was asking me to “hang out” this weekend with him. It’s not that I had anything to do this weekend. It’s just that he was one of the horniest guys I ever met. I mean Nick was one but he never harassed someone like this.

“Oh come on, it will be fun.” Jake could never take no for an answer. Never. “And maybe we could- '' He started to raise his hand to touch my hair but I gently pushed his hair out the way. “Jake, I already said I have plans' ' I need to get away from him, and far. But I just can’t. “Right, and with whom you have plans with,again?”

I don’t know why my mind went blank. He was making me uncomfortable. With that he was just getting closer and closer. I had to make up something, ANYTHING!

“She has plans with me, Jake” I couldn’t see who was coming up behind me but I could always recognize that sweet strong voice anywhere. Dorcas. “Yes, I have plans with Dorcas for the weekend” I look to my right and see the redhead. Her hair was in the braids crowns and her brown dress. She had a smile on her face that I couldn’t make out.

“And what plans do you have with a weird sister? I never seen y’all talk, like ever ""Will- I” for being a witch, I can be a bad lair. I started to mess with the bottom of my shirt. And a habit I had picked up over the years. I couldn't think of anything but Dorcas grabbed my hand into hers. Interlocking her fingers with mine.

“If you must know, she’s my girlfriend.” I looked at her with confusion but then I realized Jake was still in front of us. I just kept a smile on my face.

“So she has plans with her girlfriend for the weekend.” Dorcas kept it together. Holding my hand and giving Jake the death stare. At this moment, Jake looks like he is going to shit himself.

“Now if I see you come near or talk to her, well you know what my sisters and I can do. Come on bae, the girls are waiting for us” with another word, Dorcas pulled me with her. Not a single word comes out of our mouth. She still had her hands together walking down the hallway. I thought she was gonna let go once we were out of Jake's sight, but she never did. I don’t understand why I just went with it.

She walked me to the lunch room where most of the students in the academy were. Still hand in hand, she walked me to where her sisters were sitting. She sat across from them. “You can sit down, my love” Prudence and Agatha looked up at me from their conversation with a smile. Jake was right, I never been around the sisters. Let alone a conversation. I couldn’t run and hide. Everyone was looking. So I did what I was told. Why? I have know fucking idea!

“So sister, I see you found her” Prudence was the one to speak.

I was never scared of the sisters, I just know not to cross them. I’m very powerful myself but I never tried to show it. Coming from being a New Orleans witch and a harvests girl. I just come with a lot of responsibilities when people know who you really are. I just try to stay out of the spotlight with certain things.

They kept on talking, I wasn’t paying attention to anything with we’re saying. Until I could feel Dorcas hand on mine again. “Come with us”

Walking down the hallway, they were in the regular formation. I stayed in the back. Right behind Prudent. They took me into their dorm room. Walking in, the door closed behind me. Now that we are behind closed doors, I feel as if I can breathe and speak again.

“What the Heavens just happened?” All three of the sisters of Night looked at me.

“Helping me out with Jake, which I really appreciate by the way but calling me your girlfriend and then holding me hand in front of everyone” I need to get everything out of my chest. If it was a plan or anything going on, I at least had the right to know. “I just want, no. I need to know what that was about”

Dorcas come up to me and put me on the bed. Now she’s standing in front of me and Prudent and Agatha are standing on to the side. “You are my girlfriend now. And it will stay the way from a while” she said with know hesitation. “Why me, you could have anyone. Literally anyone from this academy”

“I wanted you” “why?” “There is know, why?” Am confused, so confused. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. “Think of this, you can date me. And Jake won’t mess with you know more. Call it a win win” “I never agreed to this Dorcas, don’t get me wrong. You are a beautiful person but I never agree to this. I don’t know you” she got down on my level and touched my knee. Somehow. I got this sense of relaxation from someone who loves to hurt people in their free time.

“Okay, you really want to know?” “Yes, I do. '' Dorcas looked at her sister. They both gave her a head nod, and walked out the room. Once the doors were closed she started talking. “Today in class, I heard some boys talking about how Jake had a special surprise for you this weekend. And it wasn’t good. For some reason I had a feeling to protect you” she stopped mid way to look away from me. “I needed to do something. I overheard them talking about how Jake was going to be the first one to have you”

I have been at the academy for over 3 years now. I keep up with school work. I have only one friend and try to make my family proud. Having to learn double the spells from being a New Orleans witch and A sister of the night. I didn’t want to get mixed in with the people here. And that means dating. I guess the boys are keeping track. I just never thought Dorcas Night would be too.

“I didn’t want that. So I claimed you before anyone else did. So like I said, date me. You are going to be under my sisters and I's protection . And no boy will try anything” I didn’t know how to feel about any of this. But it doesn't seem so bad. But at the same time. I never asked for this. “Am sorry Dorcas but I can’t. Am sure I I’ll be fine” I knew I fucked up when I walked out the door but everything was going wrong for me. I needed to keep my head in the game.

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“Okay witches and warlocks, that’s us for today. You may now leave” I grabbed the rest of my things that I had for the day and started to walk out the door. Around the corner, I came to see the one and fuckin only Jake Hells. He was just so pushy. He had his back against the wall with his feet crossed. Once he saw me I tried walking past him. “Hey, Hey, Hey. You’re not gonna say Hi to me”. The more I think about it. Jake is such a pick-me boy.

“What do you want Jake” not even stopping, he was still in my ass. “So, are we still on for this weekend?” “Heavens I could never get a break from you. Why are you so pushy?”

“I know you fake that shit with Dorcas Night, so come on.” I should have thought through what I was going to do next. But I didn’t. I saw Dorcas walking down the Hall with her sisters. I looked at Jake in the face with a good gummy smile. The closer the sister got, I turned my body to the girls.

“Watch and see,” I said to him.

When my back was away from him, I gave Dorcas the ‘help me get this fucker away’ from me eyes. Her and the sister stopped 6 feet away from us. “Hello Dorcas, Hello sisters' ' The girls all said hello at the same time. I walked up to Dorcas, give her a kiss. At this point I wanted it to be real. To get Jake off my back. I even pulled my left hand in her neck to make the kiss go deeper.

I pulled away from her with a soft small smile. She grabbed onto my hand so I could be by her side. “Did my sister worry about what would happen if you go near her girlfriend again?” Prudence started off with. “You can just not take the hint?” Agatha finishes off. “Now we have to go back on my word” Dorcas had a stone cold face.

“Sleep well tonight” they all said together.

Not giving Jake enough time to respond, Prudences pushed him out the way. Not far along, Dorcas had both of her hands on my arm. She leaned her chin on my shoulder.

“So what made you change your mind, my love” she whispered in my ear. I looked to my right to see her with a soft smile. “Maybe this won’t be a bad idea, I just want to know what comes out of it for you” I told her

“Like I said, I want you. And now I got you

Part 2?

[griffinsstories]

The Weird Sisters x Fem!Spellman Reader: Six Pills

Summary: You are Sabrina's older sister and instead of Sabrina being the one refusing to sign her name and being the cause of the events afterwards, it's you instead. Set a few months after the Church of Lilith has been established, you haven't been doing too well and with how busy your family has been in cleaning your messes, you mainly tried to stay out of trouble and avoid everyone as much as you could, wandering around the woods and backroads of Greendale...and on one occasion you meet a kind stranger...with less than noble intentions when he offers you something to help with the pain...

Warning: Drug Addiction, Withdrawal Symptoms, Allusions to Character Death (Not really you're just unconscious)

You stared up at the ceiling of the infirmary of the Academy of Unseen Arts, eyes unseeing as you lay down in one of the beds, barely registering the sounds of frantic arguing and panicked questions fluttering around you as you heard your Aunts, Ambrose, Nick and Lilith and the Weird Sisters talking loudly trying to figure out what was wrong with you, the Sister's having found you collapsed in the entrance hall of the school, unconscious and shivering.

Sabrina was holding onto your left hand tightly, and you felt her eyes on you, counting your breaths, assuring herself you were still breathing, you could hear the frustration in your Aunt Zelda’s voice but also the fear as she just didn’t know what was wrong nor did your Aunt Hilda or Ambrose or any of those surrounding your bed.

You couldn’t help but relish having your Aunts, older cousin/brother and your sister near you, though the fact Prudence, Agatha and Dorcas were also present made your heart flutter which was the sodding reason why you were in this mess in the first place. Your head turned to the side and then you spotted that damned bottle filled with those damn pills that left you reduced to this, someone had taken it out of your pockets as you were laid down on the bed.

You struggled to sit up, catching your head in your hands making the others snap in your direction as they watched for a moment as your eyes darted around the room as though trying to make sense of what you were seeing. You struggled to get your thoughts straight then as though finally you had gathered the strength to explain your latest mistake once more…seemed to be the only thing you could make these days as a merciless, self-hating smile spread across your face as your broken mind pulled into being the song you had come up with on one of your...trips.

You gazed directly at Nick and urged your best friend and sister’s boyfriend to listen which he did sitting on your bed and held your free hand, urging you to use him and Sabrina as a way to anchor you to the present. And so, you sang:

“In the woods I met a man.

Old as oak and staff in hand

Sunken eyes but gentle smile

We sat down and talked awhile”.

Lilith’s eyes narrowed at the description of the man but said nothing as you continued.

“And he said I can see it in your eyes.

You've been hurt a couple times.

I've got the perfect antidote.

To cure a heart of stone

Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle”

Your Aunts and Ambrose flinched at the comment of having a heart of stone while Lilith’s eyes narrowed onto the blue bottle of pills, an uneasy feeling in her chest began building in her chest.

“He put them right in my hands.

Said this stuff can do wonders take you to Nirvana.

Make you a better man”.

You smiled mirthless, your eyes straying to Agatha, your eyes on her neck exactly where you had slit her throat and once more the guilt began building in your chest and stomach making you pull your hands out of Sabrina’s and Nick’s clutching your chest shaking your head, your eyes closed tight but you kept singing, your tone irritated in the next two lines but shifting to numb as you continued.

“I should've known something was amiss.

When I saw his smile turn to a grin

But

Then as he left me

There so perplexed

He turned and said”.

You ticked off on your fingers, your eyes opening and staring directly into Ambrose's telling him to focus on what you were about to say…

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear your mind.

Forget all the hate.

Take as I advised.

Not more than prescribed.

Several weeks ahead

You'll be fine again”.

You ticked them off on your fingers again just as the old man did for you and what you recited on your way home.

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear your mind.

Forget all the hate.

Take as I advised.

Not more than prescribed.

Several weeks ahead

You'll be fine again”.

You sighed and shook your head angrily at yourself, your drugged and messed up mind repeating that you should have shown the pills to your Aunts or Ambrose when you got home but you didn’t.

“So, I went home.

My heart confused.

Didn't know just what to do.

I popped the cap.

And took a dose.

After all what could I lose”

You shrugged, a bitter tone on the last line but lightened with the next your eyes shining with childlike innocence.

“And then I touched the clouds and bathed in sky.

A magic broom a carpet ride

Before I fell and woke in bed”

You struggled as though acting out what you did yourself on that day, finding it hard to remember what he said.

“Tried to repeat the words he said.

One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear my mind.

Forget all my hate.

What did he say next?

I forget the rest.

But several weeks ahead

I'll be fine again”.

You shrugged your bright usual happy smile back again at the thought of being fine making your Aunts and Ambrose flinch at the confirmation you weren’t fine, while Sabrina and Nick tightened their hold on your hands. The Sister's reaction however shocked you as Dorcas had visible tears in her eyes though they didn’t fall while the tightness around Agatha’s eyes and her clenched fists said plenty, Prudence’s eyes were filled with protective rage and promise of vengeance on the one who made you like this, as her lips tightened near turning them white even through her dark lipstick.

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear my mind.

Forget all my hate.

Five could never hurt.

Just to calm my nerves

Several weeks ahead

I'll be fine again”.

You scratched your head looking up as you tried to remember the number of pills the man said you should take but shrugged as if it didn’t matter and continued, your expression going dark and you pulled a knee to your chest.

“Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle

Wish I had the strength back then.

Need to get a refill chase away the evil

All the whispers in my head”

You shook your head once more, your hands going to your ears as you shook it again as though trying to make the whispers going away.

“But I can't find the man I knocked on his door.

His neighbours say no one lived there before.

So now all my days

Just blur in a haze

They go like this”.

You sat back in despair, perplexed at the fact the man didn’t exist but merely confirming Lilith’s suspicions but she waited till the end just to be sure.

“One to stop the chills"

Your body broke out into chills.

"Two to ease the pain."

You clutched at your chest, the pain and guilt surging through your body.

"Three to wash my guilt.

Forget all my shame."

You flashback through everything, you’d done that put your family and the girls you loved in danger all because you couldn’t leave well enough alone.

"Five could never hurt.

Six couldn't be worse.

Seven days it's been.

Here we go again”.

Your eyes darted everywhere before zeroing in on that blue bottle and you sprang for it only to be caught by Ambrose and Nick as they held you up while you struggled to try to get to the bottle needing the words and murmurs in your head to quiet down all the while you sang desperately.

“One to stop the chills”.

Your body once more broke into chills.

“Two to ease the pain”.

You clutched your chest above your heart.

“Three to wash my guilt”.

“Forget all my shame”.

Your eyes darted to Agatha again, hers, Prudence and Dorcas eyes widening along with Ambrose, Nick’s and Sabrina’s as they realised what you were referring to.

“Five could never hurt.

Six couldn't be worse.

Seven days it's been”.

Tears began tracking down your face a broken smile on it as you doubled over once more the two boys picking you up and laying you on your bed as they all watched in suffering as your activeness wore you down you murmured the last few words.

“Here we go again.

Here we go again.

Here we go again.

Oh

To stop the pain

Forget my shame.

Ah”

Your head rested on a pillow your eyes connecting with each person as you counted.

One

Aunt Zelda and Lilith

Two

Aunt Hilda

Three

Ambrose

Four

Nicholas

Five

Sabrina

Six

With the last number, your eyes met the Sisters, a small sweet smile on your face as you somehow gazed into the three of them at once your view began to darken and as everything faded to black you barely managed to get out the last three words:…. “I love you”.

[euphoricnyctophilia]

"Aftercare" , a Zelda/reader fic

[frost-queen]

Where angels fall (Reader x Caliban)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22,@elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury,  @imagines-by-her,  @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

Summary: You are Sabrina's friend and brought down from the heavens. When you meet Caliban, he is very suspicious you might be more than a mortal. When Caliban and you grow closer and fall in love, you decide to tell him one day about how you are an angel. Caliban wanting nothing more but to have you all for himself, corrupts you into giving up your wings to be with him.

The sky rumbled. Thick clouds covering up the clear sky. Another rumble thundered behind the clouds. Then a light lighting up some of the clouds. It got brighter as it made the clouds part. Creating a way as the light busted out, hitting the ground hard. For a moment it lighted the brightest till it dimmed out.

The light being swallowed back up. The clouds drawing closer again. On the ground a figure kneeling till it slowly rose. Taking a deep breath. Greendale. Your newly home for as long as he ordered you. The faint glow from around you dimmed out. You took your first step. Stumbling. The next one steadier. As you walked on earth for the first time. Being far away from home.

“Hey Y/n!” – Sabrina said when she entered the library. She approached you as you were seated down reading a book with much interest. – “Hey Sabrina.” – you replied glancing briefly up from your book when she came closer to your table. She smiled at you, resting her hand on the table as you suddenly heard another voice. One you didn’t knew. – “Sabrina!” – the voice called out as you noticed Sabrina rolling with her eyes.

Clearly she didn’t like this person this much. Glancing to the side you saw a young boy approach. Blonde and very attractive. – “I wasn’t done talking to you back in ...” – the boy said as Sabrina cleared her throat stopping the last of his words. She hinted with her head at you as the boy chuckled humorously.

“A memory wipe can be easy on your mortal friend Sabrina.” – he said all cocky. – “Caliban!” – Sabrina groaned out, clearly annoyed with him. – “Yet.” – Caliban continued approaching your table. You lowered your book when he set his hand by your side, coming to hover over your shoulder. He took a deep breath, taking in your smell. – “This mortal doesn’t smell mortal enough.”

You grabbed your book, lifted it up and slapped it up right in Caliban’s face. It startled him, making him stumble back and away from you. – “Personal space is a thing creep!” – you called out, shoving your chair back. Sabrina snickered silently as Caliban was touching his nose where you had hit him. You had gotten up, keeping the book under your armpit. Coming face to face with the creep that was sniffing you. Now you had a clear look of him. And he off you. – “Feisty that one is.” – he said to Sabrina.

Sabrina pulled her shoulders up with an innocent smile. You threw him a sarcastic smile to annoy him. – “So not so mortal, who are you?” – he wanted to know, dying with curiosity. There was something about you that was a mystery. There were some parts of you human, but not all. Something supernatural. When you remained silent went Caliban down in a bow. – “Caliban, prince of hell!” – he exaggerated with some flair.

Sabrina sighed loud with a roll of her eyes. – “Pleasure.” – you responded dull and unbothered. Caliban chuckled nervously when you didn’t seem impressed at all. – “And yours? Who are you?” – he asked taking a step closer to you. – “Wouldn’t you like to know.” – you answered witty taking your leave. Caliban stared stunned back at you. – “Sabrina?” – he asked, pleading with her for answers. Sabrina pulled her shoulders and hands up, not getting involved with it.

After a few classes you went up to your locker. Shutting the door, you were surprised by Caliban standing by your locker. A smug smile on his lips. – “So?” – he said leaning with his hand against the lockers. – “Must I guess or drag it out of you?�� – he offered. You laughed at his eagerness. – “I’ll give you my name if you get on your knees and beg.” – you said just to tease him.

Caliban blinked surprised but then slowly went down to one knee, palms up as if bringing you a piece offering. – “Oh my!” – you said astonished that he was foolish enough to do so. You laughed loud, turning around and leaving before his other knee could touch the ground. – “But…” – Caliban muttered out, watching you leave.

“What are you doing?” – he turned his head seeing Sabrina stare confused at him. – “Nothing.” – Caliban replied bitsy, getting up quickly. Still snickering you clutched your books closer to your chest. It was kind of fun seeing the prince of hell throw himself at you like that. If only he knew you were his opposite. Pure and light.

A few days later you were at the library again. A hidden section in a corner at an hour most had gone home. You were reading informative when you heard a whish of flames burning. You immediately shut your book, sliding it down on your lap. For it could only be one person that appeared out of thin air like that. – “So here you are hiding, not so mortal.” – you heard Caliban speak as his footsteps approached from behind.

He set his hand down on the table again, coming to hover over your shoulder. He brought his head down against your ear. – “So you like playing games.” – he whispered as it felt intimate and fluttering. – “Only with you.” – you teased letting your head fall back to look at him. Caliban came hovering over your face with his, smiling flirtatious. – “For a name I shall get on my knees, I will go to hell and bring you the brightest jewel just to hear your name from your lips.” – he spoke making you smile.

“Please don’t.” – you chuckled out bringing your head back. You got up making Caliban move back to give you space. You went to a bookshelf, placing the book you had read back before Caliban could notice it. Caliban picked up another book, opening it uninterested. – “So what must I do?” – he asked. – “To hear that glorious name of yours.” – he added coming nearer.

You turned back to him, leaning against the bookcase. – “Why? Is the prince of hell interested in a mortal?” – you asked as he kept coming closer. He shut the book, dropping it on the table before he neared you. His arm he rested above your head against the bookshelf. – “Very.” – he spoke lowly. You felt yourself supress a squeal at how flirtatious that was of him.

“Not so mortal.” – he finished tilting your chin a bit back with his thumb. You took a deep breath, debating hard. Yet there was no harm in sharing a name. That still didn’t gave away what you truly were. One send from above, his sworn enemy. – “Y/n.” – you told him. Caliban’s smile widened. He was still touching your chin with his thumb. – “Y/n, a name for a princess.”

You punched him in the armpit for being so ridiculous. Caliban only chuckled as if not effected by the pain. You pushed him away returning to the table. From behind you, you could hear him mumble your name. Saying it like a mantra over and over. As if he thought he’d forget about it. It made you snicker quietly at how ridiculously cute it was. – “Caliban, saying my name three times isn’t going to summon me like bloody Mary!” – you called out to him.

Caliban smiled sheepishly, being caught by you. He hastened himself to your side, pulling a chair back to sit down with you. – “Maybe I like saying it. Y/n.” – he spoke leaning with his chin on his hand. You rolled your eyes at him. Caliban gawked in disbelieve at you. – “Don’t roll your eyes at me, not so mortal.” – he said grabbing your wrist and holding it down on the table.

His sense of immaturity only made you laugh louder. – “Don’t mock me not so mortal Y/n!” – he called out pulling at your wrist. You fell forwards coming face to face with him. Noses inches away from each other. Laughter had stopped as you could only remain still before pulling aware away. Hoping your cheeks weren’t too flushed.

Walking home that night, you gently tapped your hand against your forehead. – “Stop, stop, stop.” – you muttered out trying to knock some sense into you. – “Stop liking him.” – you slapped yourself hard, a bit too hard, making you rub the area with shame. Taking a deep breath you kept telling yourself to not fall for him. No good would come from it. The prince of hell with an angel from the heavens.

Not falling for Caliban was hard. Harder than any other task you had even been given. He wasn’t even school bound yet he kept appearing out of nowhere just to see you. His acts towards you were always full of flirts and charm. There had been a few close encounters where you had almost kissed him. The urge haven grown so desperate, you barely had any control over yourself.

Caliban was doing something to you and you couldn’t stop it. It was too late for that. There was no point in denying it that you liked Caliban and that he liked you in return. Perhaps telling him the truth about yourself wouldn’t be such a bad idea. You felt comfortable and loved enough around him to share your true self. You would do anything for him. That is how deep you had fallen for him. The prince of hell had you on your knees.

It was getting darker as Caliban was walking you home. Biting your lip, you took his hand, pulling him away from the main road over some grass fields. – “This isn’t your usual route home.” – he commented, blindly following you. – “I know.” – you answered going over a pumpkin patch, watching out carefully to not step on one. – “So where are we going Y/n?” – he asked nearly stepping on a pumpkin.

You remained silent walking over to a near small forest. You needed to be away from spying eyes if you were to reveal your true self to Caliban. Near an abandoned playground in the woods you came to a halt. – “Romantic.” – Caliban commented with a chuckle as you shushed him. – “Caliban, you were right, I’m not a mortal.” – you told him. – “I knew it!” – he called out with glory. – “I smelled it on you right away.” – you slapped him to stop interrupting you.

“Caliban listen!” – you made clear. You took a deep breath as Caliban could only stare at you. Was perhaps finally his burning desire off knowing going to be fulfilled? – “I’m going to show you who I truly am, but please don’t feel repulsed.” – you begged him. – “How can I be repulsed by you, princess?” – he answered brushing his fingers down your cheek.

You took his hands taking a step back. You closed your eyes. Caliban stared in awe at you when you started to glow. Light up with a soft bright light. Then with the sound of feathers appeared two white wings from your back. Opening briefly to its full length, before settling behind you. Caliban gawked in love at you. Going down on his knees for you as he bestowed upon your light. – “I am a child of the heavens.” – you told him after having opened your eyes once more.

“You are angelic Y/n.” – he complimented in wonder. He kissed your glowing hands making you smile flustered. Aware of your own self and Caliban’s nature, you looked saddened away. The heavens and the hell couldn’t be together. They never could. Caliban noticed the sadness on your face. He got back up stroking your cheek with his thumb. – “I want you so badly Y/n, but He and Lucifer will never allow us to be.” – Caliban spoke. – “I want you too.” – you answered bringing his hand down from your cheek to hold.

“What if we keep it secret?” – you asked. Caliban shook his head.  – “Yours and mine, would never let it pass. He will cut off your wings for loving a hell bound prince.” – he went on. – “He is forgiving.” – you told Caliban. – “He is not, not about this. We shouldn’t be.” – Caliban pushed your hand away, turning himself away. – “No!” – you called out as Caliban smirked half.

“I want to be with you. I want to be yours. I love you Caliban.” – you said desperately wanting him back. – “I love you too Y/n, but your wings prevent us from being together.” – he said saddened. – “Then I don’t want them!” – you shouted. Caliban smiled. His corruption working. – “Are you sure? There is no return Y/n.” – he had turned himself back to you. You nodded. – “I love you, I don’t want my wings if I can’t be yours.” – you told him clearly.

Caliban smiled cupping your cheek. – “Then be my princess.” – he whispered before kissing you. The moment your lips touched his, your wings started to disintegrate. The glow on you fading out to nothing. But a mortal appearance you had. Letting the change pass by you, you kept kissing Caliban. Now I have you for eternity Caliban thought.

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[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Tarot Readings

|| Sabrina Spellman x fem!reader

|| Warnings; based on the tarot reading episode, reader being a little spooked from the reading, reading hinting at who Sabrina's father is, short drabble

|| Summary; reader and Sabrina get caught in the rain on their way home, so Sabrina takes her to Dr Cerberus'. Reader gets a tarot reading.

Requests open!

Started; october 16th

Finished; october 16th

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The Academy of Unseen Arts. Like something right out of a mortal's story about witches. Sometimes you couldn't believe the type of people that were apart of the Church of Night. The older, more traditional ones always... unsettled you. There was one, however, whose views aligned with your own. Sabrina Spellman. The girl you've been dating for the last month and that always seemed to be up to some sort of mischief. Honestly, there was always something new with that girl. Which kept things pretty entertaining for you.

Y/N's Tarot Reading

Today she had taken you to the shop where her Aunt Hilda worked. It was raining and the two of you had just gotten back from the movies. You were never one for mortal films, but Sabrina seemed to enjoy them so you tagged along. The one she showed you actually hadn't been that bad. It had been a horror film, so you found it quite interesting.

"Oh! Dears!" Sabrina's Aunt Hilda called out to the two of you, coming to greet you both at the door. You'd been mid conversation about the movie when Sabrina stopped to smile at her Aunt.

"Auntie! Hey! We were just walking by when the rain caught us, and Y/N's never been here before so I thought I'd show her around." Sabrina explained, you actually found the shop quite interesting. An Occult section caught your eye.

"Sabrina! There's an Occult section!" You grinned and gave her shoulder a small squeeze before running over. Sabrina gave you a loving smile. You ran over and skimmed through what they had, finding some pretty neat things. You had picked up a book on demonology in modern era when an old lady seemed to almost appear in front of you. Startling you for a moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear." She gave you a smile as she apologized, her eyes glancing you up and down." You look as those you have some.. questions about your future? Maybe a little tarot might help, hm?"

Taking a glance over at Sabrina, you looked to the older lady and nodded." Yeah, alright. Let's see what your cards tell you." You'd always found tarot to be very intriguing, even dabbling in a bit of it yourself. So you followed with interest. Wondering if maybe you could learn some new tricks from the lady.

What she showed you... shook you to your core. The cards had been Devil, Lovers and Magician. The lady explained that the devil and lovers were connected here; that there was much more to Sabrina than either of you knew. Claiming her to be a daughter of evil and trickery. The lady warned you to tread carefully. Or else you might get caught in it all too.

After the reading, you rejoined Sabrina. Feeling a little shaken. It revealed some things that you could only hope would never come true. The devil card still fresh in your mind as you looked at Sabrina. She noticed something was off with you and frowned.

"Y/N? Everything okay?" She took your hand in her own, brushing her thumb against your knuckles. You simply nodded, though wondering if Sabrina really would become some dark figure for the Dark Lord. She narrowed her eyes at you a little, you could tell she wasn't fully convinced.

"Okay.. how about a quiet night at my place? We could cuddle, maybe watch another movie? Take your mind off whatever's bothering you?" Sabrina suggested, that did help you relax. Things would be okay. Sabrina would be okay. You told yourself, almost like a mantra to try and relax further. The tarot reading had you a little more shaken up then you thought it would.

"Yeah- yeah. Sounds good, 'Brina." You gave her forehead a kiss and she smiled, taking you back to the Spellman home.

[cemetarywoman]

Can you pls write for Ambrose Spellman? 🤍

Yes i can!! Anything specific that you want me to write? I could just do some dating headcanons if you want lol😇

[chillinglyadventurous]

I hate to say it, but I feel like I’m falling out of love with Gravity Falls and back into my Chilling Adventures of Sabrina phase. I need Lilith and Mary Wardwell to be my moms (in like an actual mom way, not a sexy mommy way) and tell me I’m doing a good job.

So, I think I’m going to take a step back from Gravity Falls. That doesn’t mean I’m never going to write fics again for Ford or Stan. I just want to rewrite an old fic for CAOS. I need a break. I think I’m burned out on Gravity Falls.

[stayevildarling]

autumn/halloween with zelda spellman 🖤

the entire house is decorated which was mostly hilda‘s doing. zelda will watch scary movies with you as they are your favorite. her hand will occasionally hold onto yours tighter but she tries her hardest to remain her badass self and not seem scared. zelda will watch in awe when you bake with hilda, spoiling her with all things pumpkin after. she will read her newspapers, smoke a cigarette and pretend not to pay attention but her eyes can‘t keep from peeking. zelda keeps a big bowl of halloween candy by the door, hoping some kids in costumes will show up.

[zeldas-cigarrette]

ೃ⁀➷ Imagine Zelda comforting you during a thunderstorm ·˚ ༘

Both you and Zelda had spent the afternoon at the kitchen table, each following their own trail of thoughts, when suddenly a loud rumbling from outside started to sound. A lightning strike followed. You flinched at the abrupt sound, making Zelda jolt from your sudden movement. “Scared of a little thunderstorm now, are we?”, Zelda sighed heavily and put down her newspaper. Brushing a strand of hair out of her forehead, she decided to soften her expression.

“No… I just didn’t expect the sound”, you folded your arms in front of your chest. Unwilling to believe your hesitant stuttering, Zelda got up and motioned with her hand to follow her. The older witch stood in front of the great living room window waiting for you to join. You’ve always hated thunderstorms, something unpredictable about them creeped you out. You slowly walked over to her unbeknownst to what she wanted you to do now. As you stood next to her, Zelda wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to her. The witch pointed out to her yard, which was currently watered by the heavy rain that accompanied the ongoing thunderstorm.

"There, there, my dear. Thunderstorms are a part of nature's grand performance”, her raspy voice was almost soothing. “Think of it as the sky's way of cleansing the earth. The storm will pass and you'll see, it won't last forever”, Zelda brushed her lips against your temple and swiftly caressed your side before taking a step back from you. You remained at the window, recalling your girlfriend's words. Although it seemed messy, the storm slowly appeared calming to you and your fears were slightly calmed.

[povofjustme]

CAOS

Both Prudence blackwood and Ambrose Spellman wanting you

You being a witch

I would like to think Prudence and Ambrose would already be together

You had been at the school most of your life but they never noticed you

You had some class with Prudence but she never once looked your way

Maybe you were in a different group of friends or you was just shy

They both were the type to be outgoing and live in the moment

Which to you, was just trying to finish the academy in one piece

Never go out and party

Or do the same exact curricula in the magic school

Now this is how the 3 of you met

You had just got done with exams and your friend Elapeth wanted to celebrate. There was a party happening at the school and she wanted you to go with her

You didn’t want to go. Party’s are not your thing

But she convinced you to go, talking about how she was going to be lonely and it was going to be a one-time thing

So you agreed, not thinking you were going to be doing what you did

Elapeth got out an outfit that she knows you was going to look good it. And make you look hot as

At first, you were just watching your friend have fun. Dancing with everyone around her. You stayed at the bar and watch

Dorian saw you, asking if you wanted a drink. At first you said no but the more he was talking about a drink that he thinking you would like. The more you wanted it.

It started with one drink but it was so good that you had about 6 of them

You didn’t know what he up in them but it made you feel good. Made you wanna dance

So you did just that, first dancing with Elapeth and the others around you

Everyone was pretty much on top of each other but you were paying know mind.

Just dance your little heart out

You could feel eyes on you

But like who wouldn’t, you are FINE ASF)

There was someone behind you, holding on to your hips and moving to the music

You put your head back to whoever it was

Surprise, surprise

It was Prudences

She gave you a devil's smile

You never seen her so close before

But the music was moving your body too much to care

She started to whisper in your ear

“I never knew you could dance like this. You even got Ambrose mesmerized”

You looked straight across to see the famous Ambrose

He had a drink in his hand, arm spread out above the couch. Man spreading

The look in his eyes didn’t make you want to look away

You can tell he was looking at your body, prudence was placing her hands

On satan’s life, you never thought this would happen to you

The next song was slow and desirable

You close your eyes for a second and then he is there

Ambrose was in front of you

You were in the middle with them, doing things you never thought would happen to you

Prudence kissing your neck while Ambrose was sucking the soul out of you

( I mean kissing 😏)

And then they switch positions

The whole night it was just the 3

At one point in time, they shared a look

Pulling you away from it all

(Let me know, I will add more details for a different story )

*

You woke up at a house you had never been to before

You looked under the covers to see that all your clothes were missing

You didn’t know what Dorian did you those drinks - you didn’t know if it was a good things or a bad thing

But all of a sudden you could feel someone shifting onto your side, laying an arm across your stomach

You look to see it to be the one and only Ambrose in your right

Your eyes widen out

He was still sound asleep

You look the other way to see Prudence facing the wall to your left

Your first thought was that you had to get it out of there

Slowly, quickly, and quickly as you can, put your clothes on. Walked out to the hallway so you didn’t wake them

And teleported yourself back to the Academy

Taking a shower and looking into the mirror

Hickeys !!! All over

You had to put on a black fitted turtleneck shirt on 

You thought that they weren’t going to remember you. That you was just a one night stand

You knew you could

So you walked down the hallways of the school hung out but walked like nothing happened

But heaven you were wrong

Remember the class you have with her now

You walked in and sat in your normal spot, next to Melvin

You were behind the two other weird sisters (Dorcas & Agatha)

Prudence counted a glimpse of you and walked over

Once again you didn’t think largely of it but not until you saw Melvin packing his things and walking to a different place

But you didn’t care, you led on the cold table

But didn’t say a word to you in the lesson

Waking out of the class, it was time for lunch

You sat in your regular seat, you sitting on the outside while Elapeth sat on the inside

Just talking about upcoming words for some classic

Out of nowhere, you had Ambrose on your right side and Prudence on your left

Just like the night before

Now you thought you didn’t get people's attention

YOU DO NOW!!

Prudence moved closer to you

“You thought you were going to get away that easy?” - prudence

“What are you talking about?” - you

“Last night, you made quite that show” - Ambrose

You got up from the table to get away from the eyes

“Where do you think you going little dancer?” - Ambrose

“Away from you both, I don’t know what happened last night but it was a mistake” - you

“Oh no it wasn’t, we had a taste of you. And won’t stop until we can have all of you “ - Ambrose

“You belong to us now. And everyone will know it!” Prudence

“For satan's sake, what are you talking about!”- you

“Look at your neck, arms, back and inner thigh. It says otherwise” - Prudence

You better pray to satan that you are dreaming this all

[sunshyni]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPenn U – Mark

Notas: eu realmente não sei o que tá acontecendo comigo KKKKKK Mas enfim, gostariam de ouvir a palavra de Mark hoje? KKKKKK Tá, isso daqui é mais uma introdução do plot que eu tive para o Mark do que o conto em si, (no mesmo esquema dos contos do Johnny) escrevi mais porque tava na minha cabeça e quando isso acontece a gente tem que externalizar, não é mesmo?

Muito, muito obrigada por todo carinho pelo último post! Eu tô verdadeiramente feliz com todo o feedback, fico um tanto eufórica quando descubro que alguém gostou do que eu fiz, vocês são demais, na moral 🤭

OBS: @ncdreaming obrigada por isso aqui, você é tipo minha idola 🙏

w.c: 1k

WARNINGS: tá bem de boas, bem family friendly, menção a alguns desenhos nostálgicos da infância, um Mark bem abobalhado apaixonadinho pela fem!reader, e no mais é isso! Continuação dessa loucurinha aqui.

Boa leitura, docinhos! 🧩

“Action, romance, or comedy? Comedy? You're just like me” – Text me, DPR Live.

Os dedos de Mark se moviam rapidamente sobre o teclado do celular, Jaemin, com toda sua bondade de líder do time, tinha ofertado um período de intervalo durante o treino, apesar deles estarem próximos de um jogo importante de um campeonato disputado entre as universidades Ivy League. Mark não perdeu tempo para sair da pista de gelo e tirar os patins, sentando-se em um dos bancos da arquibancada calçando apenas meias desbotadas com estampa dos “Ursinhos carinhosos”, um presente de Johnny de algum dos amigos secretos que eles participaram no natal de um ano favorável.

Fazia apenas meia hora que vocês não se falavam, mas como o assunto nunca era escasso, você não demorou muito para responder uma foto dos pés de Mark adornados pela meia rosa infantil, a descrição era doce, bem como a pessoa quem a enviara “Johnny me contou uma vez que eu parecia o azul, mas eles não são todos iguais?”, você enviou uma risadinha e disse ser mais do time “Teletubbies”, o que atiçou a curiosidade de Mark sobre o seu desenho favorito da infância.

— É aquela garota de novo? — Jaehyun questionou da pista, debruçado sobre a proteção que dividia a plateia do rinque dos jogadores, o Lee pouco se importou em elevar os olhos o mínimo que fosse na direção do amigo para respondê-lo, ele estava ocupado demais tentando convencer você de que “Scooby-Doo” certamente era a melhor animação existente na face da Terra, mesmo seu gosto por “Tom & Jerry” sendo bastante concreto — Sério, Mark. Acho que você não tá sabendo, mas a gente divide um quarto e eu sou obrigado a ouvir esse barulhinho irritante de você digitando e apagando mensagens, às vezes você até ri alto sabia?

— Fazer o que se ela é uma ótima piadista — O Lee respondeu com um sorriso de orelha a orelha, finalmente desviando o olhar do celular para o amigo, que elevava uma sobrancelha como se dissesse “Você é o tipo de pessoa que tem crise de riso com vídeos de cachorrinhos fofos tropeçando”, e Mark realmente se enquadrava nesse grupo seleto de pessoas que constantemente riam à toa e por coisas muito idiotas, no bom sentido, Johnny sabia disso melhor do que qualquer outra pessoa, dado o fato de que ele com frequência era o motivo das altas gargalhadas que Mark deixava fluir no decorrer do dia na república em que eles compartilhavam — É sério, ela tem um pleno senso de humor, sem brincadeira.

— É ela de novo? Essa é o que? A nona vez? — Johnny se aproximou, atacando as pernas de Jaehyun com o taco do esporte, esse que chiou em resposta mas não devolveu na mesma moeda. Quanto a sua pergunta, Mark constantemente parava de fazer as coisas nas quais estava comprometido para digitar no celular, sorrir para o aparelho como se sua cartinha para o Papai Noel tivesse sido respondida e eles finalmente trocariam o PS4 pelo moderno PS5, mas estranhamente esse não era o caso, não daquela vez — Mostra uma foto dessa garota que tá te fazendo sorrir mais do que eu.

— Não vou não — E agora Mark Lee de fato parecia uma autêntica criança hiperativa com as suas meias coloridas. Ele tinha te conhecido por causa de uma venda aleatória num desses aplicativos de desapego de itens, Mark estava tentando se livrar de um quebra cabeça de mil peças que não teve coragem de começar a montar, e diante de nicknames estranhos e sem significado algum como “user62819” e “mk028”, vocês começaram a conversar e gostaram da companhia um do outro.

Vocês migraram do chat limitado do aplicativo para o aplicativo de mensagens e começaram a compartilhar fotos e mais fotos de acontecimentos do cotidiano, uma roupa em promoção, um casaco de dinossauros que Mark achou na internet e se flagrou tentado em colocar no seu carrinho de compras, uma noite no show do Bruno Mars e Mark pirando porque simplesmente esqueceu da data e não pôde comparecer, uma música que poderia facilmente fazer parte do seu repertório musical. Absolutamente tudo, vocês conversavam sobre absolutamente tudo.

A única coisa que vocês preferiam não falar e deixar para outro momento, era o fato de existir um grande elefante colorido dividindo o mesmo espaço que vocês, Mark obviamente estava caidinho por você, no entanto você só não queria admitir e havia um motivo para isso, um motivo bastante plausível que poderia vir a tona com toda sua magnitude e acabar estragando toda a magia.

— Tô achando que ela é meio lerdinha — Mark admitiu sem maldade, algo que não dava pra se questionar levando em consideração o sorriso enorme estampado em seu lindo rosto — Eu tento flertar e ela recua, mas não é porque não é recíproco, parece que ela só não quer me ver pessoalmente.

— Talvez porque ela seja na verdade um golpista tentando te extorquir — Ten ofereceu uma garrafinha de água para o Lee, descansando seu capacete no assento ao lado do amigo, que olhou confuso para o tailandês e balançou a cabeça para afirmar que você era real, tão real quanto a sensação boa na boca do estômago que ele sentia toda vez que escrevia linhas de texto para te enviar — Por que você não convida ela pra sair?

— Convida ela pro jogo — Jaemin surgiu do além com a sugestão enquanto colocava novamente suas luvas, Mark tomou um longo gole da garrafinha que Ten o entregou, ponderando a respeito da ideia, seria como matar dois coelhos com uma cajadada só, eles ganhavam o jogo, Mark poderia se amostrar para a sua futura ficante e ambos poderiam encerrar a noite no bar próximo ao campus com bebidas e amassos ao som de alguma música antiga da jukebox.

Antes de Jaemin começar a apressar o time todo a se reunir de volta no centro da pista, Mark respirou fundo, respondeu as mensagens pendentes sem adicionar novos assuntos a conta e perguntou, cuidadoso:

“Por acaso, 'cê tá a fim de me ver jogar na próxima sexta?”

Mark guardou o celular na mochila preta o mais rápido que pôde, como se a bateria do aparelho estivesse prestes a explodir na sua cara ou o pequeno computadorzinho estivesse em chamas na palma da sua mão.

Um singelo “visualizado mas não respondido” nunca machucou tanto o Lee como naquele dia.

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Welcome to hell (Reader x Caliban)

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Summary: Being captured by hell, they want information about the Spellman's from you. Having a strong will, eventually Caliban get's assigned to you for torment. Yet after a while, he no longer can. Surprised that you show him kindness while hurt as he had shown you little.

Slowly you opened your eyes. Adjusting to the new lightning. Clearly you weren’t alone as you heard shuffling and chuckling around you. A smell of rotting overwhelming you as a presence came nearer. – “It’s waking up.” – the voice grumbled out. Their voice raspy. Groaning softly, you set your hands to push yourself up. Blinking rapidly to wake up. A pounding in your head. Your vision sharpened on a face as it made you stumble back. Frightened by the horrid face. The person laughed, gruesome teeth visible. – “Beelzebub.” – a voice spoke as the horrid figure seemed to listen to it.

A young man coming in sight, placing a hand on him. – “Give our guest some air.” – he spoke approaching more. Wary about him, you moved further back when he came nearer. With his devilish looks and dashing smile, he knelt down. – “Our guest will need her strength.” – he said reaching out to brush his fingers down your cheek. His touch made you shiver out a breath. The young man snapped his finger as two of the horrid figures approached. – “Take our guest to their chambers to get… comfortable.” – he smiled wickedly.

You got picked up from the ground by your arms. Dragged out as you screamed in protest. Knowing damn well you weren’t in Greendale anymore. Feet dragging over the ground, they led you through a maze of corridors. With each turn it got colder. Your eyes widened as they dragged you into the cold room. Nothing but stone cold walls and shackles. – “No, no, no!” – you screamed out, fighting with every might against them. The two of them pushed you onto the ground. 

One of them grinning widely as the other one shackled your hands. Cuffing you on a metal chain so you couldn’t run. – “Enjoy your stay.” – one of them said as you caught a rotten smell from their mouth. Laughing mockingly, they left you. Pulling against your shackles, you hoped it would be old enough to perhaps break. Sadly it was not. Sturdy it held ground.

Defeated you pulled your knees up, wondering how on earth you got here. Hoping perhaps the Spellman’s would soon figure out that you are gone. Coming for you…

The door opened making you lift your head up. It felt like an eternity that they decided to come. You knew they would come. Your gut telling you they’d come. Beelzebub entered, smiling wickedly. Some flies circling around him. He clasped his hands together. – “Let’s set some ground rules.” – he started, slowly approaching. – “You answer correctly and I…I won’t hurt you.” – he added with little care. You moved against your shackles to resist. – “Tell me about the Spellman’s.” – he said.

His first question made clear why you were here. – “Go to hell!”  - you shouted out. – “Already here girl.” – he said amusingly opening his hands presentable. Your eyes widened briefly at the thought of being in actual hell. – “Tell me about the Spellman’s.” – he repeated his question. You remained silence. Never in a million years would you tell on your friends. Beelzebub sighed loud. He moved his hand forwards. A chilling scream left your mouth at the burning feeling on your skin. You felt your pores open, sweat boiling on your skin.

Beelzebub lowered his hand making you gasp loud. – “The Spellman’s.” – he spoke coming to kneel in front of you. Your first reaction was to spit at him. Beelzebub closed his eyes, opening his mouth a bit before wiping the spit off his cheek. He moved his hand up again, making you scream in pain. Feeling as if the seven fires of hell were raining down on you. Screaming in agony, you curled up like a ball.

Squirming from the pain. – “The spellman’s!” – Beelzebub said impatient through his torture. You clenched your jaw, refusing to say a word. Beelzebub sighed loud. Unleashing even more pain on you. Your screams went through bone and merrow feeling your inside boil. After a long torment he finally got up, taking his leave. Beaten and broken, you laid on the ground. Fingers twitching a bit, not sure whether you were even still alive.

The doors opened as Beelzebub entered once more. Still broken from last time, you used all your strength to sit up. – “Are we ready to speak yet?” – he asked coming nearer. You kept quiet, glaring at him. Beelzebub kicked you back. You felt the force of his foot in your side as you crashed onto the hard floor. He set his foot on your wrist as your hand wriggled underneath it. – “Speak!” – he ordered out, flies buzzing around his head.

You cried in pain trying to get his foot off your wrist. Beelzebub groaned loud, removing his foot from your wrist. He gave your stomach a hard stomp with his foot. Making you curl up like a ball, crying in pain. – “You’ll die if you don’t speak.” – he told you. You weakly tried to pull yourself up, holding a hand against your bruised ribs. – “Then you’ll never get the information you need.” – you responded out of breath. Beelzebub showing you his teeth in anger.

“Let’s see how long you can keep quiet.” – he held his hand out, giving you excruciating pain once more. The cells filled with your screams as they were hearable from upstairs. Caliban who sat in his throne, barely affected by them as he continued to polish his crown. Beelzebub lowered his hand as you were worn out. Being tortured for a few days now in a row. You felt your body weaken. Not sure how much longer you could be so strong-willed. Panting loud, you barely could keep your head up. – “Well girl?” – he called out ready to give you more pain. – “Stop.” – you panted out. Beelzebub kept his hand down, tilting his head a bit.

“The… the Spellman’s…” – you breathed out needing a lot of strength to form your words. – “Yes.” – Beelzebub said excitedly. Then you started laughing. Manically as if you had lost all sanity. Beelzebub watched you in confusion. In anger that you had fooled him, he rose his hand. Causing you to suffocate on your own blood in your mouth. Gagging on the blood, you coughed loud. The blood getting spewed on across his face. Beelzebub got up, stumbling back. The blood staining your chin as you let your head fall down. He gave your body a soft kick to see any reaction.

You barely reacted, having fainted from the immense pain. Unable to get any information out of you, he returned to the throne room. Day after day. Week after week Beelzebub would visit your cells. Forcing you to speak about the Spellman’s. Each time you remained silent. Not uttering a word. Every silence was greeted with torment. Slowly weaking you till eventually you would break anyways. It was almost admirable how long you could withhold the torment. Any other human would’ve broken after the first few days. Beelzebub gained no progress with you as he begged the prince of Hell for another way. The prince of Hell had enough of Beelzebub’s failures as he assigned himself for the duties.

Weakened you lifted your head up. – “Your late Beelzebub.” – you breathed out as he wasn’t as punctual as usual. It took you a few moments to realize someone else had entered your cells. The prince of hell squatted down, taking a good look at you. He clicked his tongue, holding your head back to see your face. He let your head fall as you nearly fell over. – “I must say you are persistent Y/n.” – he said watching you. – “And who the hell are you?” – you breathed out having to do your upmost best to keep your head up.

The young man smiled. – “Caliban. Prince of hell.” – he addressed himself proudly. – “Beelzebub worn out? Pity I’ll miss him.” – you mocked with a chuckle. Caliban stroked his chin. – “You wouldn’t be laughing much more Y/n when I have my way with you.” – he spoke. – “Do your worst.” – you taunted him. Caliban gave your forehead a little push as it made you fall backwards. – “Looks like I don’t have to do much…” – he sighed out a little disappointing.

Caliban started tapping you against your cheek. – “Hey, hey Y/n! Wake up!” – he said wanting you awake for his torture. You weakly opened your eyes once more as he helped you sit up. Holding his hand on top of your head. – “Now Y/n, let’s have a chat about the Spellman’s.” – he started as your eyes widened feeling an immense pain in your head. Screaming it out as Caliban was smiling widely.

Inhaling deep he enjoyed to hear the pleasures of your pain and agony. Caliban let go of you as you fell down to the side. – “Done already? I’ve just begun Y/n.” – he teased. He nudged you against your body for you to wake up. When you weren’t moving much, he sighed irritated. Having nothing else to do, he got up, leaving once more.

Now every time you were tortured it was Caliban that blessed your cells with his presence. – “Y/n don’t make this harder than it is. Just speak.” – he would sigh out keeping you upright. – “Just kill me.” – you muttered out, having enough. Caliban’s eyes widened. – “What was that Y/n?” – he mocked with a smile. – “Stop…” – you breathed out unable to keep your eyes open. Losing the control over your body, your head fell forwards against his shoulder.

Caliban’s hand froze mid-air at the sudden touch from you. Your head slid to the side, losing contact with his shoulder. Your head was falling as Caliban caught you before your head could hit the ground. Staring down at you, he wondered what he was doing. Seeing your worn out expression. The clear bruises on your face and all over your body. As he knew some where his doing.

With a pained expression he let his hand brush up your cheek. – “Y/n?” – he whispered. You remained lifeless in his arms. Caliban slowly pulled your body up to his chest, cradling you. Overcome with a sense of shame and sorriness. He couldn’t hurt you anymore. You had suffered enough by his hand and Beelzebub’s. Caliban staid by your side till you gained conscious again. You were surprised to see him there. – “Easy Y/n.” – he said caringly making sure you were being careful. It made you feel a bit wary off him.

He gave you water and some bread to gain a bit of your strength. – “Is this a new technique? Show your prisoner kindness before killing them?” – you said keeping a close eye on him. Caliban shook his head. – “No… I…I am not going to hurt you anymore.” – he said making you stare surprised at him. – “I’m returning you to earth.” – he added. – “What… what about the Spellman’s?” – you answered, knowing he wanted information off them.

Caliban shook his head. – “I’m taking you home safely.” – he placed your hand caringly over yours. – “What… what about the others?” – you responded unsure. – “I am the prince of hell, they obey me.” – Caliban said with a certain airy vibe. – “Can you stand?”  - he asked. You nodded, letting him help you up. Caliban undid you off your shackles as it felt good to be released from them. The bruise marks clear around your wrists. Caliban took your hands in his, observing the bruise marks.

Bringing your hands to his mouth, he kissed your knuckles. Lowering your hands, he came to your side, supporting you as he led you out of the cells. You were going on a slow pace as it felt weird to walk after being chained up for so long. Caliban held you tight, making sure you wouldn’t slip out of his grip. – “Keep your strength Y/n.” – he said walking slowly with you through the corridors. Caliban and you rounded a corner as you sunk through your knees. Caliban going down with you as he tumbled over some equipment.

Grunting loud, he turned over feeling a sting of pain in his chest. You gasped loud, seeing a cut on his chest. Brown liquid dripping down the wide cut. – “You are hurt!” – you called out moving to him. Caliban look down his chest, seeing the clear cut. It made him groan even louder. – “It is nothing.” – he answered, widening his eyes as you started ripping the bottom of your shirt. – “Hold still.” – you told him, pressing the piece of cloth against his cut. You moved his arm up, to go around his chest to tie it.

Caliban watched in wonder as you helped in. It pained him to see that despite everything you were still helping him. – “I hope it doesn’t sting too much.” – you said with a smile. Caliban held his hand against your cheek. – “You are a remarkable creature Y/n.” – he breathed out with admiration. – “Showing me kindness when I have shown you none.” – he went on. – “You have shown kindness to me by bringing me home.” – you responded, helping him back up. For Caliban was talking you home.

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