#dylan o'brien masterlist

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Thomas Masterlist - OBRIENGF

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Fic Recs for Thomas ♡

BABBLES

Fics :

ONE A.M

FOREVER LOVE XMAS21

PINKY SWEAR

MY BELOVED ***

Blurbs :

BREATHE

GRAB

"YOU BREATHE LIFE INTO MY SOUL."

WRONG PLACE, RIGHT TIME?

LONG LIVE (THOMAS' VERSION)

Headcanons :

"HOW WOULD THEY..." TAG

CLOTHING 

SLEEPING

ROYALTY!THOMAS

"IS THERE ANY AUTHORITY YOU RESPECT?"

“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BREATHE WHEN YOU ARE SO CLOSE?”

WEARY

ARRANGED

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maze runner masterlist!

› updated: 27.10.24, masterlist w all my other works

★ - masc!reader ☆ - fem!reader ✮ - gn!reader

characters:

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚!

☆ i love you - brenda just randomly saying 'i love you' to her best friend.

𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲!

✮ gally's runner - you're not sure how to apologize to him after an argument about you volunteering to be a runner.

✮ rainy day - you teach gally how to braid your hair on a random, very boring, rainy day.

𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐭!

★ wish you were sober - newt is drunk, and confesses to the person he tries to hate, only that he's too drunk to realize it.

✮ whoops! - you and newt get caught cuddling. feat. minho and thomas <3

✮ first and last 'i love you' - you confess to newt, but it's too late.

✮ stay? - newt takes care of you after you witnessed your friend's death.

✮ early bird - the box arrives too early, and the only glader awake is newt.

✮ pretty face - sucking him off in the deadheads. (incase you haven't noticed, this is smut. minors, NO. bad kids. I WILL BE INFORMING YOUR PARENTS :3)

✮ blondie - sleepy newt being clingy.

✮ flowers - newt giving you flowers ! (headcanon)

✮ double trouble - sonya and newt take care of you when you get sick. (platonic?)

✮ failed attempt - your attempts at comforting him were - quite frankly - futile.

✮ the not so subtle note passing - newt slips you a note during a keepers meeting.

✮ newt hcs because i was bored - pretty self explanatory.

✮ tough love - he confronts the med-jack, who's been acting as if he put all of them in the maze. (kinda nsfw lol)

✮ sleepyhead - newt being affectionate while you two cuddle in his bunk in the wckd facility.

✮ next time - newt being more rough during make-outs with his darling in the early stages of the flare infection)

✮ kiss me hard before you go - one last kiss before he goes on the mission to save minho.

★ dizzy - and not in the good way - newt gets really queasy when it comes to blood. his boyfriend, a slicer, who's always bloody in some way after his shifts at the blood house, adores to tease him about it (and then he feels really bad about doing it).

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨!

✮ make up, not make out! - apparently, he 'misheard' you.

✮ minho tripping you just for shits and giggles - headcanon :3

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚!

✮ double trouble - sonya and newt take care of you when you get sick. (platonic?)

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬!

☆ drunken greenie - thomas being moody when he's drunk.

✮ angel - as much as vince tells him that he needs to rest and recover from everything they've been through, thomas is too stubborn and asks gally if he can help the builders. thomas, however, manages to get injured during the job, too distracted by a certain someone, and finds himself contemplating his, admittedly, very bad decisions.

✮ dionaea muscipula - after a long, exhausting run, thomas still somehow finds the energy to sink his teeth into his beloved's flesh. (tw, slight biting kink!!)

✮ tommy's own personal human heater - how thomas likes to warm his hands up, feat. gn!reader!

✮ ridiculous - while attempting to run from his problems, he only causes more. (this isn't angst, sorry, angst lovers)

✮ the blind leading the blind-er - when a tiny little crush starts to turn into something so much more, thomas is too awkward to say it out loud, so he keeps giving not-so-subtle hints. of course, minho, his best friend keeps reassuring him that you picked up on his hints. (you didn't.)

✮ be my baby? - what should've been common knowledge by now still manages to shock you whenever you witness it.

..𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧!

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It’s Not All In Your Head (Teen Wolf: Stiles Stilinski)

I KNOW THIS IS KIND OF A DYING FANDOM SO IF YOU LIKE THIS PLEASE REBLOG/SHARE/LIKE!! IM CURRENTLY REWATCHING SO IM FEELING QUITE INSPIRED BY THESE CHARACTERS!

this was formerly posted on my blog as “Unexpected” with a 1.5k word count, but I wrote it over two years ago and wanted to rewrite some things and add some more plot. So this really is a different story now, deserving of a new title and song that fits the vibe

pairing: female reader (she/her) x Stiles Stilinski

summary: When you find yourself mixed up in the mysterious supernatural world of Beacon Hills, a town you’ve grown up in your whole life, you find an unlikely ally in the form of Stiles Stilinski. The boy you’ve despised and admired for the last half of your life.

notes/warnings: small mentions of familial death, mention of dead body

word count: 3.3k

Getting out of bed this morning was rough.

Head rushing and pounding with the adrenaline from the night before.

It couldn’t be, right?

Everything you experienced last night wasn’t real, or at least that’s what you tried to tell yourself.

You couldn’t explain how you ended up in the woods in the middle of the night.

Hearing voices in your head, it was almost as if you had been summoned there.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

This was the second time in your life that you couldn’t push the voices away.

It had only happened once before this, right before your grandmother passed.

She had been in hospice for the last few months and hadn’t been doing well.

You begged your mom to let you skip school that day to visit her, but she insisted that the last time she had spoken to the nurse, everything was fine.

You got called out of class early that day, your mother rushing you over to the nursing home so that your grandmother would be surrounded by family in her last moments.

Neither of you had brought up how you somehow knew you needed to be there, but the coincidence never left your mind.

Tonight felt like that day from a few months ago.

As you sat at your desk doing homework you could hear distant muffled voices, the words weren’t clear, but they started getting louder.

You huffed, pushing your chair back as you got up.

Walking down the hallway you expected to turn the corner and see your younger brother blasting the tv at the highest volume, but you were met with the deafening silence of the dark and empty living room.

The voices continued as you wandered around the house, growing louder as you followed them outside into the back yard.

You looked back at your house before sneaking out the side gate.

The streets were empty as you walked down the sidewalk, making left and right turns when they felt right.

It wasn’t until you reached the entrance to the Beacon Hills Preserve that you snapped back to reality and truly took in your surroundings.

You barely enjoyed running through here when it was cross country season, you certainly wouldn’t have chosen to come here in the middle of the night.                                                

Walking further into the woods, you reached a small clearing.

A large wood trunk sat in the middle of the clearing, a sizeable figure laying on top of it.

As you got closer you began to make out shapes; an arm, a leg, it was a body.

You stopped a few feet short of the stump, your eyes widening in horror as they focused in on the lifeless eyes of the body before you.

It was a dead body.

You couldn’t do anything but scream at the top of your lungs.

The murmured voices quickly stopped and were soon replaced by a different set of voices.

They grew louder as did the footsteps as they approached.

 “Y/N!” Scott and Lydia exclaimed at the same time.

You turned around quickly, fear painted on your features as you attempted to speak.

“I—I don’t…”

Lydia stepped forward, wrapping her arm around your shoulder as she walked you away from the body.

“Y/L/N?” you heard another voice arise.

 It was the first time you really noticed that he was there.

“Stilinski,” you greeted back.

“What are you doing out here?” he asked.

“You know the usual, finding dead bodies in the woods, you?”

 Hearing his scoff, you smirked to yourself, it was so easy to rile him up.

It didn’t seem like the appropriate time to be making jokes, but with Stiles the sarcasm and witty comebacks were hard to swallow back.

It was almost refreshing to be joking with him in that moment.

Whispering among themselves, you stood quietly looking around, of course your attention still drawn to the body splayed on the trunk a few feet behind them.

Their whispering soon came to an end and Lydia and Stiles stepped forward.

Taking your arm again, Lydia turned you around so that you were now walking in the direction that you came from.

“Y/N, did you walk here?” Lydia asked concernedly.

“Yeah, I—” you were about to explain how you felt drawn here.

“…yeah” you answered quietly.

She turned her head to give Scott and Stiles a worried look.

You know what this might have looked like to your classmates.

Standing over a dead body in the middle of the woods, late at night.

“C’mon, Stiles will take us home. It’s probably not the safest idea to be out now.”

 “What about Scott?” you asked unsurely.

 “Believe me, Scott knows how to handle his own,” Stiles replied while slightly increasing his speed so that he was now walking in front of you and Lydia.

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that, but you chose not to ask too many questions.

As you crawled into the back of Stiles’s Jeep you didn’t know what to think.

You were terrified about the discovery you made in the woods and the unexplainable feeling that you had that could have possibly led you there.

Terrified at the thought of your classmates, also walking around the woods at the same time and seemingly not as concerned about a body as you were.

The low hum of the radio filled the awkward silence as they drove you home, only speaking up when you had to direct Stiles.

As he pulled up in front of your driveway, you quickly thanked them and got out, trying your best to get to the front door.

Stiles was quick to shut off the car and follow you.

“Y/LN!” he called.

You brushed it off as if you had not heard him, quickening your steps as you got closer.

“Y/N!” he called again.

You rounded on your feet quickly, Stiles stopping abruptly as he almost ran into you.

“What?” you exhaled tiredly, your eyes watering slightly as they met with his.

“What could you possibly say right now?” you asked.

“I just—I wanted to make sure you were okay,” he spoke up.

“No Stiles, I am not okay. None of this is okay.”

He nodded understandingly.

He reached up slightly, so that his hand was barely hovering above your elbow.

You swore you could feel the heat radiating from his body being so close.

As you glanced down, he quickly dropped his hand back down to his side.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he stated matter of factly.

You looked back up to give him a small nod.           

He waited for you to go inside and only turned to leave when he heard the lock click.

You did not see it, but Lydia gave him a pointed look as he walked back to the car.

“Shut up,” he said as he started the jeep.

“I didn’t say anything,” Lydia smiled back.

That night you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Every time you closed your eyes you saw the lifeless eyes of the body staring back at you.

Before you knew it, sleep had consumed your whole body and your thoughts and fears of the night slowly melted away.

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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

You quickly awoke to the sound of your alarm clock blaring.

Immediately hitting snooze, you debated skipping school all together.

It’s not like you didn’t like school, it was quite the opposite.

You were doing extremely well in all your classes, involved in every club and team you thought would make your college application stand out, and you had a great group of supportive friends.

Thinking about the possible run in with Scott or Lydia and the inevitable run in with Stiles, since you shared so many classes, was more than your anxiety allowed you to handle.

Grabbing your bag, you headed to the kitchen, grabbing a granola bar and your keys from the counter as you said goodbye to your mom.

Walking to the driver’s door you were startled when a car horn honking caught your attention.

Looking up you were shocked to see Stiles and his infamous jeep, windows down as he blocked your driveway.

 “Stilinski, get the hell out of the way. You’re going to make me late for school.”

 “Yup, that’s the plan. Get in Y/L/N,” he replied.

Rolling your eyes, you walked over to his car. He nodded at you to get in.

You stood, looking unamused.

He huffed before getting out the driver’s side and walking around the front of the car.

He brushed past you, opening the passenger door, his eyes silently pleading with you to get in.

“Okay, okay!” you exclaimed, climbing into the passenger seat.

The radio was low, and you quietly hummed along as you passed the houses on your street.

After a few wrong turns you had finally turned to Stiles,

“Where are we going?” you asked.

“I thought you were taking me to school,” you huffed, annoyance clear in your voice.

“I never said that, I said I was going to make you late,” Stiles replied, an attitude in his voice similar to yours.

Rolling your eyes, you turned in your seat, resuming the activity of watching the world outside the car window quickly pass.

After about another 10 minutes you had pulled into a driveway of a cute looking house.

“Is this your house?” you asked confused.

“Yeah, now c’mon,” he answered, quickly turning off the car and getting out.

You followed him into the house and to his room.

Your eyes scanned his room, blue walls littered with posters and clothes thrown on the floor with little regard.

Typical, you thought to yourself.

If you looked under the bed you were sure you would probably find playboy magazines covered in some sort of body fluid.

You shivered at the thought.

What was strange was the wall by his desk.

Red yarn creating a maze as it led from one photo to another. Confusing words and maps printed alongside.

You watched as Stiles threw his backpack onto the chair.

“Don’t worry my dad isn’t home, so no one will interrupt us.”

You gave him a surprised and teasing look, insinuating that his words were some sort of innuendo, before he quickly spoke again.

 “Jesus Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that.”

 You chuckled softly, before letting your eyes roam around some more.

“I just meant, there’s some things I need to ask you about, you know, about last night?” he continued.

Stiles noticed you visibly harden at the mention of last night.

He knew why Scott and them were there.

But you?

That was a question still left unanswered.

 Taking a seat on his bed, you sighed.

“What were you doing in the woods Y/N?” he asked more directly.

“I honestly don’t know,” you said unconvincingly.

 “I mean, I could be asking you the same thing. Your dad’s the Sheriff, right? I wonder what he would have to say about you and your friends hanging around dead bodies in the woods.”

This caught Stiles’s attention.

“Ok, let’s not get crazy. And don’t forget, we found you over the dead body,” he reminded you.

“And what exactly were the three of you doing out there? Taking a late-night stroll in the moonlight,” you remarked accusingly.

 “Listen Y/N. This is serious, there’s a lot going on in Beacon Hills. A lot that I can’t really explain right now. So please, let’s try and be honest with one another.”

“I don’t know how to be honest without sounding absolutely crazy,” you confessed.

“I promise you, nothing that you say to me right now will sound crazy. Just try me,” he smiled reassuringly.

He kneeled in front of you, now at eye level as you slowly nodded.

“Well, like you said, there’s a lot that can’t be explained, and I can’t really explain what happened. I was at home all night when I started hearing these voices—I.”

Stiles grabbed your hand as you stuttered, a silent comfort urging you to continue.

“It was like they were calling me. I mean I’ve heard voices before, they’re always different. Most of the time I can convince myself that I’m just imagining things, but this time was different. This time they wouldn’t stop. So, I just walked and walked, and next thing I knew I was in the woods and the voices had stopped. And that’s when I ran into you guys,” you said, finishing your account of events.

Stiles seemed less surprised and confused than you had thought he would.

“Y/N, do you know what this means!” he said, realization settling in his eyes as he started piecing things together.

You got up quickly, dropping his hand as you began pacing his room, the fear and confusion of the night before flooding back.

“No, Stiles, not really. I have no idea what any of this means,” you exclaimed, the fear evident in your voice.

His eyes softened as he took in your state.

“Okay, hey! It’s ok. We’re going to figure this out. I’m going to help you figure this out.”

“Figure out what? Stiles, this really isn’t making sense,” you exclaimed as you stopped pacing to face him.

“You said you’ve heard these voices before, right?” he asked.

“Yeah, once…”

“When?”

“What?” you looked at him confusedly.

“When did you hear these voices?” he pressed.

“Right before my grandmother passed,” you confessed smally.

“This is going to sound insane,” Stiles started.

“More insane than a girl who hears voices?” you interrupted.

“I think I know what’s going on.”

He got up from the bed, motioning for you to follow him to the desk, rifling through papers and a big leather-bound book, before stopping on a page.

Across the top you read Banshee.

You had read about Banshees before when you took a dual enrollment literature and folklore class.

You looked at Stiles with an angry and pointed look.

“Stilinski what the fuck is this?”

He was taken aback by your shift in demeanor.

“Is this funny to you?”

“What? No, Y/N, just list—"

“No, this is just too much. I thought you really cared about how I was feeling and if this is just you and your friend’s idea of a twisted joke, I don’t want any part of this.”

“Y/N I CAN EXPLAIN!” he continued.

You grabbed your stuff and ran out of the room, letting your long strides carry you further and further away from Stiles’s house.

As you walked through the school parking lot, you turned to find that stupid blue jeep following behind you.

Pulling up next to you, Stiles rolled his window down.

“Y/N!”

You stopped abruptly, causing him to slam on the brakes.

“Stiles, leave me alone.”

“Please Y/N, if you won’t talk to me just, please talk to Lydia or Scott. They’ll explain everything.”

You shook your head at him before walking away.

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You had gone almost the rest of the day, successfully avoiding Stiles and his friends.

There was a close call at lunch when you saw Scott and Stiles standing on opposite sides of you a few feet away. Your friend was a saving grace as she appeared next to you, demanding to know why you were so late as she yanked you away to a table across the cafeteria.

However, as you sat in AP Government, your luck was wearing thin when Stiles chose to sit right next to you.

You glanced over to him, an annoyed look covering your face. To which he gave a cocky smirk and wave.

You angled yourself slightly so that you were facing away from him while still being able to sit forward in your desk.

As your teacher began the lesson you did your best to ignore Stiles’ constant attempts to get your attention.

From excessively tapping his foot and pencil, nudging the edge of your desk with his shoe, and leaning over the aisle so that he was now in your personal space.

“Y/N, c’mon,” he pleaded quietly.

“I’m trying to learn about our constitutional right to contraceptives, shut up,” you angrily whispered back.

“Y/N—” he continued.

“STILES SHUT UP!” you exclaimed.

Your teacher fell silent as she looked up to see you and Stiles sheepishly sinking into your seats.

“Ms. Y/L/N and Mr. Stilinski, am I interrupting your social time?”

“No, Mrs. Thomson,” you answered embarrassedly.

“Right, well if you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to teaching. The two of you can catch up in detention.”

You groaned, turning to look at Stiles who had a satisfying grin on his lips.

After a grueling 40 more minutes, class ended, and you were reminded of your unfair punishment as you watched your classmates pack up around you.

Mrs. Thomson wrote an assignment on the board, before packing her bag to leave.

As she walked out of the class, she gave the both of you a pointed look, a silent threat that you would be in more trouble if you did not actually stay to finish the assignment.

You were surprised to find that Stiles remained silent for the first couple minutes of detention.

He seemed preoccupied with whoever he was texting.

Unfortunately, the silence was short-lived when Lydia, quickly followed by Scott and Kira, walked in.

This wasn’t just any detention; this was an ambush.

“This cannot be happening right now,” you sighed, your hands rubbing your face as Stiles chuckled.

“Brought reinforcements this time,” he joked.

Your eyes quickly darted to his, shutting him up instantly.

“Y/N—” Lydia started.

“Look, I’m not sure how you got involved with these two idiots,” you motioned to Scott and Stiles before continuing.

“But I’m not sure what else to say about last night.”

“We understand that this is confusing,” Kira spoke up.

“I really don’t know what you guys keep referring to.”

“Y/N YOU’RE A BANSHEE,” Lydia spoke next.

Your eyes widened at her statement.

“ARE YOU ALL ON DRUGS?” you exclaimed.

“Like me…you’re a banshee like me,” she finished quietly.

They must be on drugs.

“The supernatural, it exists, we exist…” Scott spoke up, looking around the group as he finished.

“We?” you questioned; confusion clearly etched on your face.

“Banshee” Lydia raised her hand, answering with a sense of confidence as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You turned to Kira, her eyes turning a fiery orange as she answered, “Kitsune, it’s from Ja—”

“Japanese culture, I know,” you quickly finished for her. Your eyes softened as you shifted your focus to Scott.

“Werewolf,” Scott answered, his eyes glowing a bright red as he looked at you.

“Okay…so, what are you, a life-sucking vampire?” you asked, turning to Stiles with a mocking grin.

“I’m—I’m nothing,” Stiles replied.

“So, the body in the woods? They were killed by something supernatural?” you questioned.

They all nodded their heads.

“And I was called to it because, I’m a Banshee?” you tried clarifying.

“Pretty much,” Stiles replied smartly.

“And what are you guys, some sort of super squad?” you joked.

“We help people who can’t help themselves,” Scott answered earnestly.

A moment of silence passed over the group as they allowed you to process all the new information you had learned.

“Can I drive you home?” Stiles asked.

You looked around before nodding, a small grin on your face before you spoke up.

“I would hope so, you kind of kidnapped me this morning.”

He rolled his eyes before letting out a genuine laugh.

“C’mon loser,” he said, as he started getting out of his seat.

“What about detention? You are the reason we got it in the first place?”

“Me? You were the one screaming in the middle of class!”

“Because you were bothering me!”

Lydia, Kira, and Scott looked to one another, silently agreeing to leave the two of you to figure it out.

There was a lot you didn’t know about the supernatural world in Beacon Hills, but what you did know was that you now had a group of people committed to helping you figure it out.

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𝑯𝒀𝑷𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑪 - 𝙯𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙮

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𝑽𝑶𝑰𝑫!𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒙 𝑭𝒆𝒎!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

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| 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕, 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆, 𝑨𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆, 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑨𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒆. |

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|𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒏 , 𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 𝒙 𝒚𝒏 |

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Pain.

That’s all i’m ever in is pain.

My head is pounding and I feel as if i’m intoxicated with a drug.

Feeling so 𝙝𝙮𝙥𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘 all the time.

There’s nothing left to live for I should’ve killed myself when I had the chance.

I mean, I want to kill myself.

But he won’t let that happen, he has me trapped under his finger like prey.

It’s simple really.

I am his mouse he’s the cat, I don’t choose how this game ends.

He does.

Void.

He choose me, and won’t let go. It all started when Stiles showed up to my window at night telling me how bad he wanted me.

How bad he wanted my body.

Confused and alone I gave it to him, I mean I had been pinning over this boy since 8th grade if he wants me I would be so happy to give myself to him.

Memories of his picking me up hold me against the wall with my legs against waist as he holds my hands over my head sucking on my neck.

My head getting thrown back in pleasure. “S-stiles.” I moaned with nothing but electric waves going through my head.

Giving him my body and letting him take my virginity.

Man’s oh man was he good.

After I passed out, woke up and found out it was never Stiles but some creppy fox that was weirdly obsessed with me.

He tricked me. Or as he said “saved me”

convincing me to help him. My dumb horny body didn’t understand then what he was asking but I agreed and all I want now is death.

“YOU PROMISED ME!” I scream at my boyfriend.

“Y-you promised.” I say again breaking down to my knees leaning against the wall crying. No. Sobbing, tears pouring out of my eyes.

“No, you don’t even like her, Dove.” He says crouching in front of me petting the top of my head playing with my hair.

“NO YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDNT KILL ANYBODY THAT I KNEW. YOU FUCKING LIED!” I scaredly screamed at him standing up.

He grabbed my body throwing me again the walk grabbing my hair and throwing me harder against the floor before smacking me across the face.

I look at him and I start crying even more. “Y-y-you p-promised you wouldn’t do that anymore either.” I say crying holding my cheek

“baby, you know I didn’t mean to.” he says hold my face pushing the hair behind my ear.

“But you know you can’t yell at me like that little mouse. You know where you stand, and it is not that high.” He says helping me up.

“I’m I’m sorry.” I say quietly.

God save me, someone get me out of here I can’t take it everyday is a constant, Screaming, abuse, then ‘make up sex’.

I wanna go home.

I want my old Stiles back.

He grabs my hips gently pushing them against the wall before cupping my face and kissing me harshly his chapped lips against mine feel so cold almost as cold as his heart.

Before I know he grabs my legs putting me up against his waist my back still against the wall as he sucks at my neck groaning into the feeling.

I know what I’m doing is wrong and I know Stiles probably hates me. But I can’t leave.

No matter how hard I try, I’m stuck and i feel like a useless whore.

Letting this man take my virginity then finding out he’s evil and choosing to go with him.

Now i’m stuck getting abused and getting hurt.

He doesn’t care about me.

My Stiles would never do this.

My stiles probably wants me dead by now.

It’s been two weeks since i’ve been taken and I don’t think the pack cares about me enough to come and find me. After all I’m just a useless human.

-

Void’s sucking on my neck before carrying me over to the bed where he gets on top of me, sucking my neck again then whispering in my ear. “Your mine none will ever love you. Baby your all mine for entirety. Tears weld in my eyes at the thought of being trapped forever.

He’s leaving hickeys all over my body.

This is all my fault.

There’s no escape.

He fucked me as I cried so hard I passed out. , I woke up in the middle of the night looking around the hotel room to see Void sleeping right next to me. I look at him and notice a phone in the hallway outside of are door.

This could be it.

I quickly get out of bed being as quiet as a mouse, I notice that Void starts stirring and I go faster.

Thankfully I make it in the hallway without him waking.

I grab the phone a dial Stiles number.

The phone rings a few times.

“Hello?” a groggy voice appears.

It’s Stiles’s.

Tears weld in my eyes at his voice, “Hello?” He says again. “Stiles.” I say breathlessly as a few tears fall down my cheek. “Y/N?” “Y/n is that yoy? Where are you? Are you safe?” “Scott! It’s y/n!” I hear him yell to scott assuming he’s probably at his house. “I-I I need help Stiles.” I whisper as I cry softly.

“Baby where are you? Are you with void? Are you safe, c’mon tell me where you are and I’ll be there as fast as possible.”

“I’m at a hotel I think I don’t kn-“

I say before screaming as a hand covers my mouth. “You fucking whore.” Void says as he grabs me by my hair dragging me into the hotel room.

Where He continues to beat the shit out of me.

“What did I tell you about trust dove, I TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE MINE YOUR NEVER LEAVING ME!” He screamed as tears poured down my face.

A black eye appearing under my left eye.

“S-stop imm sorry.” I cry as he countines to scream at me calling me horrible names.

Just as he’s about to hit me again we hear sirens.

Police Sirens, as well as Scott’s voice. Then I feel something sharp jab into my stomach.

Looking down seeing a blade go straight into me.

Before I know it I’m passed out again.

Hopefully dead.

-

I slowly stir awake as I hear a soft beeping next to me.

I begin to wake up more as I hear doctors and people talking next to me.

As my eyes open I look next to me to see Stiles, my hand in his as he strokes it slowly whispering words to me. Tears in his eyes.

“S-stiles?”

“It’s me baby, your safe.”

“I’m so sorry Stikes it’s all my fault I never should have agreed to help him. I’m such a horrible person I’m so sorry and It’s okay if you never forgive me and hate me for the rest of my life just know i’m so so sorry.” I cry to him

“Baby, I could never hate you. None of this is your fault here manipulated you. But it’s okay It’s over now. He’s gone and he can’t hurt you anymore.” Stikes says as he pressed a kiss to my temple.

“Stiles I- I love yo-“ I attempt to say before he gently presses his lips into mine my heart melting at the feeling of his warm soft lips.

“Y/n I’ve been inlove with you since 8th grade and now that I almost lost you I know how horrible it would’ve been, will you be my girlfriend?” he asks still stroking my hand.

“Of course I will. I love you.”

“I love you more baby.” He says before gently kissing me again.

-

( This came out horrible but I needed to post soooooooo ya. I have good fanfics coming this week trust there pretty good. I have some more void content and Stiles plus a little mitch rapp coming out shortly, Also i’m starting two of my story’s soo it should be fun lmaoo)

Anywho xoxo Layla

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Masterlist ;)

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The Hunger Games

Imagines

Finnick Odair

Wasting All These Tears On You

Peeta Mellark

They Don't Know About Us

Katniss Everdeen

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Cato Hadley

Marvel Sanford

Clove Kent

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

Series

none yet :(

Teen Wolf

Imagines

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jealousy, Jealousy

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Lydia Martin

Issac Lahey

Allison Argent

Malia Hale/Tate

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimara

Series

Lupus Nox- S1 Cast, Prologue, S1 E1, S1 E2, S1 E3, S1 E4, S1 E5, S1 E6, S1 E7, S1 E8,

The Maze Runner

Imagines

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Aris

Brenda

Sonya

Harriet

Series

none yet :(

Marvel

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Sparks Fly

Tony Stark

Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Logan Howlett

Peter Quill

Misery Loves Company

Gamora Ben Titan

Peter Parker

Peter Parker (TASM)

Thor Odinson

Michelle Jones-Watson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Series

none yet :(

Once Upon A Time

Imagines

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

Killian Jones

David Nolan/Prince Charming

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy/Baelfire

Series

none yet :(

Bridgerton

Imagines

Anthony Bridgerton

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Colin Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Simon Bassett

Eloise Bridgerton

Series

none yet :(

Harry Potter

Imagines

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermoine Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Draco Malfoy

Lucius Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Luna Lovegood

Bellatrix Lestrange

Series

none yet :(

Glee

Imagines

Finn Hudson

Sam Evans

Jesse St. James

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Rachel Berry

Mercedes Jones

Mike Chang

Noah Puckerman

Series

none yet :(

Criminal Minds

Imagines

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover Heat

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

No Place Like Home

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alves

Kate Callahan

Series

none yet :(

9-1-1

Imagines

Evan 'Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Howard 'Chimney' Han

Maddie Buckley

Series

none yet :(

Gossip Girl

Imagines

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

Dan Humphrey

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Blair Waldorf

Carter Baizen

Series

none yet :(

Pitch Perfect

Imagines

Jesse Swanson

The Flirting Game

Beca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Bumper Allen

Cynthia Rose

Benji Applebaum

Donald Walsh

Fat Amy/Patricia Hobart

Series

none yet :(

Miscellaneous

Chandler Bing

New Years Eve

[maddie0101]

Saudade Masterlist

(n.) A nostalgic longing to be near again to someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "The love that remains"

Summary: Best friends till the end, right? Seven years ago Addison and Mitch were inseparable. Both teenagers planned their future together, as friends would. Mitch finally got the girl of his dreams to go out with him, and Addy earned the title of team captain for her school's soccer team. Everything seemed to be looking up for the two, but what happens after a normal day changes both of their lives, forever?

⌖ Chapter One

⌖ Chapter two

⌖ Chapter three

⌖ Chapter four

⌖ Chapter five (In progress)

⌖ Chapter six (tba)

⌖ Chapter seven (tba)

⌖ (Other chapters TBA)

Side Note:

This is my first ever writing post! I am currently working on the series and will be updating it as soon as I get the time! I hope everyone will come to love my story and Addison ♡

This is only my second series to write, so please go easy on me…I’m trying I swear.

(My first series is a maze runner fic on Wattpad) I am currently transferring that one over here as well, but it might take awhile.

[thankspete]

masterlist

*indicates smut / updated 6/20/24

dylan o’brien

Swimsuits & Sangria* ➙ Pt II: Cure for a Red Wine Hangover* (coming soon!)

Unfair*

Reunion*

A Year By Your Side ➙ Summer ➙ Autumn* ➙ Winter* ➙ Spring* (in progress!)

5 seconds of summer

recent works When Our Friend Isn’t Around | C.H. ➙ Pt I: The Patio ➙ Pt II: The Kitchen ➙ Pt III: The Living Room* ➙ Pt IV: The Guest Bedroom*

Poolside* | C.H. (coming soon!)

7+ year old works, untouched & unedited (i truly cannot vouch for the quality of these lmao) Sober* | M.C.

Don’t Be | C.H.

Don’t Tell Me What to Do* | C.H.

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Tagged Blurbs

misc

everything i’ve written + posted to this blog (incl L.H. + A.I.) ao3: inthemorning always accepting requests/feedback here!

[readerlovr]

Drew Starkey

Hayden Christensen

Sebastian Stan

Ben Barnes

Dylan O’Brien

Marvel Characters

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★. welcome to my series masterlist! .★

💌 — fluff

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🖤 — suggestive

**any series in BLUE is complete!**

{ one-shot masterlist }

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Masterlist 🖤

-Requests are open-

Matty Healy

guitar hands 🎸✌️ guitar hands 🎸✌️- Part 2 robbers, forever? 🖤 (series)

George Weasley

coming soon xx

Dylan O'Brien

coming soon xx

[obriengf]

Mitch Rapp Masterlist - OBRIENGF

NSFW marked with *** | Other masterlists HERE

Fic Recs for Mitch Rapp ♡

BABBLES

Fics :

WINTER WONDERLAND XMAS21

A GRACIOUS GIFT XMAS23

UNDERCOVER DARLINGS

Blurbs :

KITCHEN NIGHTMARES

LIPSTICK

STRADDLE

JACKET

MOTEL BLUES

“THERE’S NO WAY I CAN COVER THESE MARKS.” ***

"YOU FLAT OUT JUST ADMITTED THAT YOU HAVE FEELINGS FOR ME"

"YOU JUST LAY BACK DOWN, AND I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU."

SOOTHE

WEARY

CAUGHT

MISCOMMUNICATION

WILDEST DREAMS (MITCH'S VERSION)

MR RAPP WILL SEE YOU NOW (MICRO BLURB)

WAY TO GO, TIGER (MICRO BLURB)

Headcanons :

"HOW WOULD THEY..." TAG

CONFESSING 

JEALOUSY

SOFT

FIGHTING (1)

DESERTED ISLAND AU

COWBOY!MITCH

"ACTING TOUGH WILL NOT MAKE IT HURT ANY LESS..."

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

any more fanfics?

More than... which?

I have a masterlist with ...I think... everything I've written for Dylan and associated characters. You can find that HERE.

Did you mean in addition to that? Like in the works? Because always. It's just a matter of motivation and time deciding to get along once in a while that keeps me from writing the trash ;)

[its-simply-fanfiction]

Runes and Claws || CH. 2

 A/N: Heyyy I’m back! To anyone that has read the previous chapter and has been waiting for the next part, thank you for not abandoning me <3 for those that are new, welcome! This is my attempt at writing a fic and I’m so happy you decided to give mine a chance! So sorry for the super long wait for the 2nd chapter, the adult life hit hard and i was not completely satisfied with the chapters I’ve written. I’m still not happy but if I tweak it too much I’ll start to ovethink. Anyways, I apologize for my rambling! Thank you for being patient with me <3, enjoy!

This story takes place in S1 of Teen Wolf. Just to introduce our OC to the storyline, future chapters will have all the Lahey romance.

Pairing: Isaac Lahey x OC! Mia Mondale 

Warning:  mentions of death, injury, I think that’s it (lmk if there’s anything else that might be triggering)

Word Count: 1.1k (it’s a short one)

The next day the Mondale siblings found themselves staring from afar at the two boys Mia saw the previous night. One would think they looked creepy staring so intensely at them but the Shadowhunter was sure one of them had to have encountered the same faith as her brother.

Eli looked at his sister, "Are you sure it was them you saw last night? Because they don't look like the kind to go out at night to take a stroll in the woods." Mia rolled her eyes and turned to look at her brother annoyed. "Yes, I am sure it was them, okay? I activated my runes."

The male Mondale raised his hands in defence before they went back to pay attention to the two boys. If they weren't in such a crowded place Mia would use her stele to hear what they were saying and she couldn't exactly rely on her brother's new gained powers. The girl looked at the time before looking at her brother, "Are you sure you'll be able to control it? Derek said to keep a low profile."

"Mia, I won't feel anything until the next full moon, relax." She received an eye roll with his statement but when the bell rang and he flinched covering his ears, she smirked before saying, "Okay, big bro, whatever you say. Let's just keep an eye on them. Yeah?"

But Eli didn't have time to answer his sister as she already rushed into the building ready to find out if her suspicions were, in fact, true.

The siblings were seated in the far back of the classroom. Eli kept an eye on the boy with the buzzcut while Mia was keeping an eye on the best friend. Of course, when the teacher mentioned the body in the woods, the boys exchanged looks as did the twins, albeit ones thought it was amazing the others were concerned for the town's safety. Mia was completely ignoring the teacher, as she drew in her notebook all she heard was something regarding a syllabus when suddenly she noticed that two seats in front of her the boy jumped and unless he has some kind of paranoia that could only mean one thing, Mia was right.

The girl looked at her brother to find him already staring at her and she mouthed to him 'I told you so' which of course made him roll his eyes.  Not long after the classroom door opened showing the vice-principal and a new student.

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." The girl gave a close-lipped smile. Mia knew that smile because it was the same one she had put on when she and her brother first attended Beacon Hills High School, only their appearance was more awkward considering the fact that they came in the middle of the school year. 

The girl, who was introduced as Allison, walked to take a seat, locking eyes with Mia who gave her a smile as she played with her pen and taking a seat in front of her and behind the boy who would later turn out to be the twins' friend.

Once school ended the students dispersed throughout the hallways. Mia wasn't the mingling type of girl, she would rather not relate with anyone but she couldn't help it and she approached Allison who was looking down at the schedule in despair.  

"Hi," Allison looked up like a deer caught in the headlights. "I'm Mia." Allison shook her hand as she gave her a smile, "Allison, but you already know that. I'm sure the whole school knows already."

"No, they're not as fast as you think. Give it a week and you'll start hearing rumours about you, then people will start talking." Allison was looking at her uneasily and noticing the look she had Mia shook her head as she chuckled, "Don't worry unless they know something about you there won't be talking anytime soon. Happened to me."

"Thanks..." The small silence felt awkward but it wasn't. Allison looked down one more time at the piece of paper before speaking up, "Hey, um, could you help me find my locker? I didn't really have the time. You know, being the new girl."

Mia took the paper from her hand and scanned it over quickly before smiling happily, "Great! Your locker is not far from mine."  Mia took her hand and almost dragged through the hallways. The girls stopped in front of the designated locker and as Allison put her number in, Mia was leaning against the neighbouring locker and looking around, rolling her eyes when she spotted people already whispering to themselves. 

"I wonder what kind of story they will come up with this time." Mia muttered and Allison looked at her funnily. "Why do you say that?"

Mia turned her head to look at her and leaned her head against the locker, "Just because not long ago I was the new girl along with my brother." Allison furrowed her eyebrows, "What's wrong with that? Everyone else was probably new too."

"Yeah... we just came slightly later than most. Like in the middle of the school year. That sure gave people a lot to talk about especially because-"

Mia couldn't finish her sentence as she was interrupted by a new voice chiming in their conversation. "That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it?" 

Allison looked down at her jacket before replying to the strawberry blond girl while Mia put her hands in her back pockets and pursed her lips. "My mom was a buyer for a boutique in San Francisco."

The strawberry blond girl smiled and pointed a finger at Allison as she said, "And you are my new best friend."

It seemed that Mia was finally acknowledged by the girl but no words were exchanged as Allison's new best friend was grabbed by the waist by a boy, instantly setting a smile on the girl's face. They started making out after she greeted him which put both girls in an awkward moment as they exchanged looks and Mia shrugged.

"So this weekend, there's a party."  Mia's interest perked up. If there was a party and there was a possibility that demons were roaming around, it would be the perfect place for a demon to find a victim yet it seemed that Allison wasn't much the partying type. "A party?"

The boy, who Mia heard was named Jackson, miraculously acknowledged both of them, "Yeah, Friday night. You both should come." Allison seemed hesitant and while she and Jackson made a short conversation, his girlfriend narrowed her eyes at the Shadowhunter, "I know you. You're in some of my-"

"-AP classes. Yeah, I always sit in the back."

Luckily for Mia, the mundane cut in on Allison and Jackson's conversation and she used this moment to slip away from them to her locker, of course, she touched Allison's arm and sent her a smile before she disappeared. She opened her locker and left all the books she didn't need and when she closed her locker, she was met with her brother leaning against one of the neighbouring lockers. 

As Eli expected from her the first thing she commented on was his appearance, naturally, her face frowned, "What in Raziel's name are you wearing?"

Eli looked down at his attire before looking at his sister, "Lacrosse gear." Mia started walking towards the exit, " Okay. Why? you've never shown interest in it when we got here."

Because I'm not..." He lowered his voice from eavesdroppers. "I'm not a Shadowhunter anymore, Mia. I haven't shown interest because we had a job." Mia showed disbelief, "So I'm supposed to do everything alone now while you try to find new wolfie friends. Make friends with Derek, maybe he'll cheer up!"

"Don't get mad, Mia. Please, it's a chance to have a normal life." His statement earned a scoff, "If you haven't noticed we aren't exactly normal. It's bad enough already that I made friends when we were supposed to keep a low profile. It didn't end well last time and you know it."

Eli adjusted his backpack as he looked down uncomfortably, "Can you not talk about that?" She opened her mouth but he gave Mia a pointed look and she shut it. One last time he tried to convince her, "Please come to the tryouts. I need my sister."

"Fine." Mia released a sigh before following her brother to the field while muttering  'I hate you' under her breath.

Ch.1, Ch. 2, Ch.3

Hope you liked the second part to Runes and Claws, it’s been 3 years since I first started to write this story but kept it in my drafts, only publishing the 1st chapter but now I’m ready to share more of my works! I’m determined to finish this fanfic, however long it takes. 

xx

Marcy

[fubureaders]

smile for the camera (rpf)

ryan potter

wips:

bedtime affirmations

inspired by this text post

tyler james williams

is this meet-cute to your liking?

joshua orpin

joshua bassett

he was a nerd, she did ballet. what more can i say? (a university AU)

andrew garfield

dylan o'brien

wips:

a year without rain

watching wizards of waverly place while high

dove cameron

platonic!zendaya (she gives off big sis energy for me, so imma stick with writing her as big sis)

danny ramirez

chace crawford

caleb mclaughlin

vanessa morgan

tenzing norgay trainor

aaron taylor perry johnson

wips:

parasocial

based on taylor swift's "begin again," but it's aaron getting a fresh start

jack champion

wips:

all the stars

two stars on the rise, temporarily clouded by drama (bit of angst and fluff)

[strangereads]

i cannot believe i never reblogged this? i think i might've read it before i made my blog last spring but this fic is perfection! it's enemies to lovers, there's angst and action and hurt/comfort, fluff, smut! it's truly got it all! chlo never misses, but i remember this one being so addicting and wonderful

Thomas is the Lieutenant of the Squad team at Firehouse ‘21, and has a stick up his arse so high it’s a surprise he can still walk. Or, that’s what you believe, at least. You’re a paramedic, with an attitude problem and the inability to settle down, so there must be something wrong with you. Or, that’s what Thomas believes, at least. Maybe there’s something you both need to get over.

✧ Prologue ✧ Part One ✧ Part Two ✧ Part Three ✧ Part Four (a) ✧ Part Four (b) ✧ Part Five ✧ Part Six ✧ Part Seven (a) ✦ Part Seven (b) ✦ Part Eight (a) ✧ Part Eight (b) ✦ Part Nine ✦ Part Ten ✧ Part Eleven ✦ Part Twelve ✦ Part Thirteen ✦ Part Fourteen ✧ Part Fifteen ✧ Part Sixteen ✧ Part Seventeen ✧ Epilogue (i) ✧ Epilogue (ii)

Word Count: 220,000

Warnings: major character death, reference to injury, reference to drug use, house fires, arson, chemical fires, gang activity, reference to abuse, reference to animal abuse, gun use and slight gore (descriptive injuries).

Extras: Moodboard 1, Moodboard 2, Moodboard 3, Moodboard 4, My Manip Collection 1, Manip 1, Manip 2, Gifset 1. (Please note; not all of these ‘extras’ are made by myself, some of them are contributions made by others!)

[harringtonstilinski]

updating the masterlist.

ignore all the posts coming 😂