#tom holland werewolf au

[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

Parings → Werewolf! Tom Holland x Werewolf! Reader

Warnings → nakedness, post pregnancy

Summary → Y/n and Tom, cherish their newborn pups in a cozy nest.

Second Part - 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬

The bedroom was dimly lit, the soft glow of the nightstand lamp casting a warm, cozy hue over the space. Your nest, a round, oversized bed lined with plush blankets, was the perfect sanctuary for you and your newborn pups. The air was filled with the scent of them—comforting, sweet, and distinctly yours. Both of them were curled up close, their tiny wolf forms nestled into the crook of your side. Their fur was still soft and downy, reminding you of when you first shifted as a child, barely able to control your powers.

It had been a week since the birth, and though you were filled with a love so deep it made your chest ache, your body was still sore, exhausted, and drained from the shift. Giving birth in your wolf form had been easier than the human alternative, but shifting back afterward had left you utterly depleted.

You hadn’t worn clothes since that night. Every bit of fabric felt wrong against your skin, scratching and irritating. The soreness was overwhelming, and even the thought of slipping on a shirt or pants made you want to retreat deeper into the nest. Tom, bless him, didn’t mind. He had been an anchor through the entire ordeal, taking care of everything and anything you needed.

As you lay there, eyes heavy with fatigue, you felt the familiar warmth of Tom’s presence. He entered the room quietly, holding a bowl of soup. The smell wafted over to you, and though your body felt too tired to eat, you knew you needed food.

"Hey, love," he whispered, his voice soft, as if he feared waking the pups. He set the bowl on the nightstand and slid into the nest beside you, his body instantly radiating warmth. His arm slipped around your waist, pulling you gently closer, his lips brushing against your bare shoulder.

"How’re you feeling?" His voice was thick with concern, his eyes flicking to your face, searching for any signs of discomfort.

You sighed, your head resting against his chest, the exhaustion making your voice come out in a whisper. "Tired… still sore everywhere." You shifted slightly, wincing as your muscles protested even the smallest movement.

His hand moved soothingly over your back, the warmth of his touch soothing the aches beneath your skin. "I’m sorry, darling. You’ve been through so much. Just rest, okay? I’ve got you." He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

You closed your eyes, letting his warmth seep into you, feeling the tension in your body begin to melt away under his touch. The pups stirred beside you, one letting out a tiny yawn, its little body stretching before curling back up. Tom’s eyes softened as he looked at them.

"They’re perfect, you know that?" His voice was filled with awe as he reached over, brushing his fingers through the soft fur of one of the pups. "Our little wolves."

A tired smile tugged at your lips. "Yeah… they’re ours." The pride in your chest was undeniable, but the sheer exhaustion made it hard to express it.

Tom pulled you closer, his lips now trailing soft kisses down your neck. Every press of his mouth was gentle, soothing, like he was trying to kiss away all the pain and exhaustion. You leaned into him, craving the comfort he offered.

"I’ll feed them tonight," he murmured between kisses. "You just rest."

You opened your mouth to protest, instinct kicking in, but he silenced you with a kiss to your forehead. "No, seriously. You’ve done enough. I can handle it."

You chuckled softly, your voice weak but filled with affection. "I’m not sure they’ll take to you the way they do me."

"Hey, I’m their dad. I’ve got some sway," he joked, though his tone was light and teasing. "Besides, I’ve been practicing."

His hands moved to cup your face, tilting your head so your eyes met his. His brown eyes were filled with so much love, it made your heart ache in the best way. "You need to take care of yourself too, you know? You can’t pour from an empty cup."

You knew he was right. But the maternal instinct in you felt compelled to stay with them every second. You let out a long breath, finally nodding. "Okay… but just for tonight."

Tom grinned and kissed your forehead again. "Just tonight."

He adjusted the blankets around you, making sure you were comfortable before he carefully stood, his eyes lingering on you as if he were making sure you’d be okay without him there for a few moments.

"Do you want me to bring you anything? More food? Water?" He asked, his voice filled with that endless concern.

You shook your head, feeling the weight of your eyelids pulling you toward sleep. "No… just stay close."

Tom smiled and returned to your side, his arms wrapping around you once more as he lay beside you. He kissed your shoulder again, murmuring, "Always."

For a few moments, the room was quiet. The pups breathed softly, the gentle rise and fall of their tiny bodies in rhythm with yours. You were too tired to do anything but feel—feel Tom’s arms around you, feel his breath against your skin, feel the overwhelming love you had for your little family.

"Thank you," you whispered suddenly, your voice thick with emotion.

Tom lifted his head slightly, confusion flickering in his eyes. "For what?"

"For everything." You shifted slightly, turning your face to look at him. "For taking care of us. For taking care of me."

He smiled softly, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "That’s what I’m here for, love. We’re a team. And you’ve done more than enough. You carried them, birthed them… you deserve to rest."

You sighed, feeling a swell of emotion rise in your chest. "I love you."

Tom’s smile grew, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that way you loved. "I love you too. More than you’ll ever know."

The two of you lay in comfortable silence after that, the sound of the pups' soft breaths filling the room. Tom’s hand moved up and down your back in slow, soothing strokes, his warmth cocooning you.

And as you drifted off into a peaceful sleep, the last thing you felt was Tom’s lips pressing one final, soft kiss to your temple, his voice a quiet murmur in the darkness.

"Rest, my love. I’ll take care of everything."

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[lizzy-williams]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭

🐺Warnings: Alpha/Omega dynamic, SMUTTTT, neediness, language, mature themes, dubcon?

🐺Masterlist

🐺Summary: Every Omega knows that going into heat is rough, especially when unclaimed. All eyes are on you. So when it hits you in the middle of a coffee shop with your friends, a particular alpha is very willing to help.  

🐺Theme (All I Need by Radiohead)

🐺A/N: Lol we gonna get dirtttyyyy. By the way, you’re small in his, like body proportion wise, like 5′4 small so there’s that. I know people want the ‘independent strong hardheaded alpha female’, but in this one ur compliant, sorry if ya don’t like it. There will most likely be a part 2 :)

“Y’know, I dunno how you drink that stuff,” Anna-Lynn said from across the table, making [ y / n ] roll her eyes and look up.

“You’re just jealous cause your tastebuds are weak,” she retorted, taking a teasingly long sip of her dark black coffee. 

It was nice having a day out like this. Especially when everyone seemed so busy with preparing for the spookiest holiday of the year. Paper bats and small pumpkins littered the store-fronts of London, the summer weather fading with the light chilly breezes autumn seemingly brought. 

The calm warm light streamed through the window of the coffee shop the three young women were in, the dusk just hitting them. The tree leaves complimented the light as it covered the area in a soft blanket of pink and orange hues. 

“So, um,” [ y / n ]’s other friend, Elizabeth, began to speak, clearing her throat and shooting a daring look at Anna-Lynn, “Have you thought about Ethan at all?”

Ah, yes, Ethan. He was Elizabeth’s younger cousin, just then turning 19, a simple beta with no claimed mate. 

[ y / n ] shook her head, and to this, the two girls let out a defeated huff, “You need to chose someone,” Anna-Lynn’s voice was clipped as she huffed, but it had a hint of concern. Worry even. 

And of course there was a stipulation to one of [ y / n ]’s favorite seasons. Because for her kind, not only was it autumn, but it was also mating season. A dangerous time for any omega unclaimed. If you were unclaimed when the time came around, you were easy pray, and other alphas and betas could smell you much much easier. 

You would become a target. Even more so if you were in heat. 

“I’m not worried about it.” [ y / n ] sighed, nonchalantly, taking a large gulp of her drink before setting it back down. But deep down she truly was.

“We just don’t want you to become like one of those other omegas... you know, getting claimed by someone on the street during their heat... someone they don’t love at all and being forced to have pups, it’s just barbaric.” Elizabeth glanced down at her dwindling hands. 

“I understand that. But I’ve had no issues with this before. I’ll just... lock myself up in my room with a vibrator and some porn. That’s worked before,”

“Bullshit, you were a grump for like a month because you had built up aggression. Ethan’s a good guy. You should really consider it.”

Yes, Ethan was nice. But when it came to [ y / n ]... she just felt as if they weren’t meant for each other. And there was no way that she would consider having pups with him and-

Speak of the mother fucking devil-

It was as if she was hit with a million bricks at once, her body becoming hot, a powerful wave of uncomfortable warmth crashing through her body like a tidal wave, her mouth clamping shut tightly. Her breath hitched, her thighs tightening around nothing, her legs shaking as she felt herself feel as if she were going to throw up. The moisture between her thighs was uncomfortable as she felt her panties stick to her mound.

How could she be so careless? Now she was in heat in public and she knew that nearby alphas and betas had already caught onto the scent, most likely heading their way. She knew it was roughly the time she would go into heat. And it was hell on earth right now, knowing that now that the sun was just now taking it’s last breaths over the tall buildings, the night heightening her kind’s senses acutely. 

Her friends caught on almost immediately, knowing the mannerisms of the heavy breathing and the quivering lips. Her eyes were wide as she bit down on her bottom lip harshly, trying her best to keep her whimpers and whines in the back of her throat. 

Thoughts raced through the young woman’s mind. Thoughts of her being taken in the most delicious ways possible by any man that just so happened to look her way. And her friends could tell that there were already at least a few alphas coming in hot, the sudden howling through the now darkened air making the 2 other girls’ senses hyperactive. 

What was ironic was that there was a conversation going on between two baristas behind the counter, “The dogs are at it again, they’ve been a lot noisier than usual.”

“We need to get her home, right now.” Anna-Lynn commanded, Elizabeth giving a chaste nod before flipping through her phone as a poor, squirming, [ y / n ] sat right across from them, panting in her intense discomfort. 

She shut her eyes tightly, desperately trying to ignore the ache in her core. She wanted, no, needed to be filled up. To be claimed. But the thoughts only drove her down deeper, desperation seemingly seeping out of every pore. 

As soon as she was called an Uber, it was an agonizing amount of time before it finally came to a stop, the driver flashing concerned looks at the poor squirming girl in her back seat. Throughout the whole ride, it took everything for [ y / n ] not to touch herself, and all she could do was shift her thighs together, and thankfully, (soon enough), the car came to a stop. 

[ y / n ] let out a strangled ‘thank you’ to the driver before getting out, and after the woman drove off, she found herself stumbling into an alleyway. Her whole body was on fire and she needed release, any release. 

Her back violently hit the brick wall of a darkened alleyway, her loud and labored breaths echoing through the seemingly empty face. She needed tension. At least a little bit. 

As if her legs weren’t her own, [ y / n ] spread her legs only a small amount, just enough to slip her hand under her pants and softly drifting her fingertips over her clothed clit. 

A smooth and controlled rubs soon turned into harsh and fast circles, her needful thoughts forcing her mind to tune out the howling that was getting closer and closer to her. It wasn’t until a low and terrifying growl resonated through the hollow space, making her stop in her tracks, yanking her hand out of its position, doing her best to stand up and steady herself. 

But it was far too late, because by the time she finally started bolting towards the opening in the cold alleyway, her body was caught and thrown against the frigid brick, a pitiful yelp leaving her lips, unleashed tears forming in her eyes. 

“You smell fucking delicious,” a dark voice spoke, no doubt an alpha, and [ y / n ] wouldn’t dare look up and meet his eyes. 

“P-Please, I c-can’t-”

[ y / n ] didn’t even know why she was saying please, for there were so many reasons she could be saying it. 

Please don’t.

Please help the pain.

Please touch me.

Please don’t touch me.

Please.

But the young woman’s thoughts were cut short by a violent tug to her hair, forcing her gaze on the person in from of her. He had bright red hair, freckles apparent, even in the dull light of the closed off space. He wore a jet black hoodie, and that was all that [ y / n ] bothered to take in. 

“You’re a pretty one...” his words rattled through her mind, muffled by the sharp ringing in her heat from the sudden contact to the wall only moments earlier, “Glad I claimed you before anyone else could,” he paused to chuckle to himself, “Would hate to touch damaged goods.”

[ y / n ] whimpered and almost recoiled away, but she knew better. This alpha seemed ill-tempered, and she didn’t want to find out what would happen if she dared to disobey. 

He gave a rough tug to her hair, standing her up, and immediately started to kiss her neck in hopes of warming her up a little bit more, not that she needed it, but nonetheless, his lips continued their assault on the young woman’s neck, whimpers and whines escaping her lips. 

“Just one little thing, pretty girl, you’re unclaimed, I can smell it on you.” he spoke before leaving a long, sinful lick up her throat, “I’m going to bite this pretty little neck and make sure that nobody else is going to touch what’s mine.”

The girl’s body shivered violently. He was talking about a claim mark. If that happened, she could never escape him, it was a tracking device. Where ever she decided to go, he would know exactly where she was. 

“Please, don’t, I-”

But a violent growl made her blood run cold and her words pause half-way up her throat. But it wasn’t from her captor. His head was already snapped towards the source of the sound, which was at the opening of the alleyway, the minimal light caused by the streetlight exposing a clothed figure with its hands in its pockets. They weren’t tall but they weren’t short, but their stature was confident. 

Great. Another alpha.

“Drop her.” the voice spoke, straight to the point and commanding. 

“Fuck off, she’s mine, I got to her first.” the ginger male snapped, his eyes now a vibrant scorching gold, shining in the darkness. 

“Drop the fucking girl or I’ll rip you’re fucking head off.” this time it was a vicious growl, strong and unwavering that sent goosebumps down [ y / n ]’s spine. 

“That a challenge, pint-size?” the ginger taunted, referring to the other alpha who only stood at a good 5′8, while he stood at a large 6′1, slamming the girl onto the ground making her yelp out in pain.

Finally, the young alpha stepped into some form of light, making his face visible, and the ginger’s expression of defense faded into a face of fear and regret, the eyes that once glowed yellow dying down to it’s original color. 

“T-Tom, Jesus, man, excuse me, I didn’t-”

The alpha, apparently named Tom, harshly grabbed the ginger’s shirt, pulling him in and looking up at him with deadly eyes, “Leave.”

And just like that, he was gone, and hopefully never going to be seen again. 

Tom’s expression turned soft when he saw the poor writhing omega in a mound on the hard concrete of the ground, small whimpers of discomfort making his chest clench. 

“You live here?” he questioned, motioning to the building she was now leaned against. 

All she could to was let out a whine of confirmation, nodding her head slowly as she clamped her thighs together as tightly as possible. 

“Come on then, can’t have you out in the open, there’s already talk, let’s get you inside,” he said, kindness and understanding in his tone, holding out a hand to [ y / n ], who in turn took it almost immediately. 

It took her a second to walk, her knees weak, not to mention it was hard not to notice Tom’s muscles, and his face. God, he was truly attractive. 

She let her mind wonder as they began to walk, his arm firmly around her waist, trying to keep her steady. She wondered what it would look like when he came, filling her up to the brim, making her full, a thin blanket of sweat covering his body, his eyes glowing, hungry, and she let out a whimper at it. 

“You’re staring.” Tom smirked as they stepped into the elevator of the complex. 

“S-Sorry,” she muttered, trying to shake the embarrassingly dirty thoughts from her mind as she continued to try and focus on just getting to her apartment. 

The sooner she got there, the sooner she had her vibrator, the sooner she had release. She was convinced, at least, that that would solve her problems, at least temporarily. 

She led him to her apartment, still holding onto him for dear life as her core throbbed with need and want. When the door unlocked with a small click, she turned the doorknob, almost collapsing through the doorway. 

“Do you need any help?”

This could have meant many things. But of course, [ y / n ] was oblivious in her response. 

“N-No, I think I can manage to put myself to bed.”

Tom gave a small chuckle as he sat her down on the couch, sitting next to her as she slouched back, “No, I mean I can help with your problem... that is, if you want me to,”

[ y / n ]’s mind was clouded in a haze of neediness, so with no hesitation, she whimpered a small yes, before immediately unbuttoning her jeans and slipping them down a little bit to eagerly. 

She knew this was happening to quick, almost irrationally quick, but the need in her pounding cunt was much more important to her at the moment than her petty morals and reason. 

“Are you sure?” he looked at her with sincerity, watching as she shifted out of her pants and took his hand, placing it on her covered mound. 

“Please, just touch me, Tom,”

Hearing his name on her lips was almost enough to make him lose his control and say ‘fuck it’, but he figured that if her were to do this, he might as well try to do this right. 

“Don’t have to tell me twice, darling,” he muttered, easily finding her sensitive bud, even through the material of her panties.

She let out a soft and breathy moan, taking her hand of his own and moving it to his bicep, squeezing, as if it were anchoring her down to Earth, because she had never been touched like this, especially by someone else. 

As if Tom had read her mind, he looked up at her, drinking in her reactions before speaking, “Are you a virgin?”

She nodded her head, his pace never faltering. 

“I’ve been waiting- ugnh - for the right person... I trust you,” she managed to get out between moans.

“You barely know me,”

“But I want to. There’s - ah, fuck - something about you. I l-like you,” she admitted, the filter between her mouth and her brain nonexistent as she felt nothing but pleasure and a release from the uncomfortable pressure she was feeling only moments before. 

“Fuck,” to Tom, it was nice to hear that somebody needed him, trusted him, especially with something like this, so sacred and meaningful. She was giving him the gift that could only be given once, and he was happy to receive. 

After a few moments of him rubbing her in all the right ways, he hesitantly pulled his hand away from her, hating the noise of protest that she released. 

“Come on, princess, let’s take this to you're bedroom, yeah?”

[ y / n ] was compliant to his suggestion, standing up best she could without Tom’s help, but soon leaning on him as she directed him to her bedroom door. 

The door was busted open, and she was thrown onto the bed, and as soon as she hit the mattress, she stripped off everything else, leaving her completely nude, and her actions inspired Tom to do the same. 

He quickly got on top of her, grinding the length of his cock against her soaking wet folds, making him growl. 

“Fuck, darling, I’m not even inside you yet and you feel heavenly-” he hissed, the little omega nodding in response. 

“Alpha, please, I need you inside me, I want you to fill me,” she desperately pleaded. 

Tom let out a feral snarl at the use of the word ‘alpha’, surprised it had so much of an effect on him being used like this. It was so fucking hot. She had him wrapped so tightly around her pinky and didn’t even know it. 

“Anything for you, darling,” he muttered, lining himself up and ever so slowly easing himself inside his new mate, a pained whimper escaping her, his cock seemingly splitting her in half. 

Tom finally remembered that she was a virgin. And that made him even harder inside her. He waited for him, for her mate, while he was out fucking every omega that crossed him. But with her, she wasn’t just an omega. And he wanted to prove it to her. 

He took his time, almost cockwarming, staying still inside of her as her body naturally adjusted to his size, feeling so close to each other, it was enough for the two of them to almost fall in love right then and there. Tom finally took in how perfect she was to him. Someone he knew he wanted to keep around in the long run. Someone he knew he wanted to protect, even when she didn’t need protection. 

[ y / n ] scratched up his back, signaling that she was ready, and confident that he could move with little to no discomfort from her. 

The alpha started to move his hips, her tight cunt making his eyes roll back in his skull as he dropped his head into the crook of her neck, leaving soft and reassuring kisses to her neck as she made the most delectable noises, making him addicted, almost like his own brand of opioid. 

“So fucking tight, princess, you feel like fucking paradise,” he praised as he drank up the omega’s reactions as she experienced her first time with him. 

She’s like this for me and only me.

Her face was scrunched adorably in pleasure, her eyes shut tight as she felt the moment, his skin under her finger tips, the burning that was set in her core easing as she finally had pleasurable relief. Like getting a refreshing drink on a particularly hot day. 

Tom couldn’t help himself, and as if his body wasn’t his own, primal instinct took over as he began to make his strides harder and quicker, making the most pathetically cute noises release from her mouth. 

“You like that, darling?” he panted licking and sucking her neck, making one of her tiny hands weaving itself though his chestnut curls, “Why did I bother asking, of course you do. You love it when your alpha fucks you.”

All she could do was nod her head as she felt a coil inside her tighten. Tom felt his cock inflate as he continued to drive into her, pounding her into the mattress as he growled praises into her neck, her moans and whimpers never stopping. 

Soon the praise turned into a single word, falling out of his mouth like a prayer, even though what they were doing was the farthest thing from holy. 

Mine. Mine. Mine.

The omega could take it anymore, whimpering out, “P-Please, I... want you to b-bite me. Please, I need you to claim me,” she begged, which made his assault on her cunt falter slightly, slowing down to a calm and intimate pace. 

He knew what that meant. When an alpha bites an omega, she’s claimed. It means that nobody can touch her. Almost like an unbroken bond between two of their kind, and it meant a lot. 

And though they had just met only a half an hour prior, he knew that she was special, and he knew that this was who he was meant to be with, and his heart swelled at the thought of getting to know her inside and out. A true connection. 

“You want me to claim you, huh?” he paused his movements, [ y / n ] nodding frantically, wanting more than anything, “I’m not going to go easy on you. I want you to feel nothing but you inside me while I claim you, nothing but rapture as I claim you as mine.”

[ y / n ] nodded once again, to while Tom protested, “Words, darling,” 

“Yes, alpha, I understand, I- OH FUCK-,” she yelled out. And she thought he was going hard before, but that was nothing compared to the pleasure she was now presented with, his cock properly railing into her as he left a long and sinful lick up her neck before taking a bite, his eyes glowing a bright fluorescent gold as she let out one of the most pornographic moans she had ever heard. 

The copper taste in his mouth tasted like candy, and home, the sweet substance covering his lips as he finally pulled back, knowing that she was close. 

And close she was. She was so close to release she could almost taste it, and god did it taste good. Without warning, the coil inside her snapped, making her vision cloud, her thoughts unable to collect themselves as her vision clouded, and she swore she blacked out for a second. 

She was so overcome with pleasure, she didn’t notice that he had cum himself, the sensation of him pulling out and his cum spill out of her enough to get her riled up enough. But if what just happened didn’t vanquish the heat she was experiencing before, God only knew what would. 

Tom stepped back, taking in the sight of his new mate, completely fucked out and covered with marks, his cum dripping out of her like a faucet. He wished for this image to be branded into his mind so he could see it every time he closed his eyes. 

“Absolutely stunning.” he praised, his hands now running up and down her thighs. 

[ y / n ] was finally Tom’s, inside and out, and Tom couldn’t be more proud. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up, love, yeah?”

The morning was soft and filled with nothing but admiration to each other, the two staying in bed most of the morning until they finally went to the omega’s kitchen to make breakfast/lunch.

[ y / n ] was cooking the bacon and eggs when she suddenly felt arms wrap around her from behind, a chin resting on her shoulder. 

“How’re you holding up?” he questioned, and it make [ y / n ] blush at how considerate she was about her state, his fingertips dragging lightly over the violent-looking bite mark on her neck.

“I’m absolutely perfect,” she smiled, “Feels nice to belong to someone.”

“You know what? I was thinking the exact same thing.”

And for once, the two of them were truly excited for the future. 

[uglypastels]

hi z! au night sounds like fun! do you think you’d be interested in writing werewolf!tom and vampire!reader (could be regular/human reader). maybe a forbidden love? if not, that’s totally cool. love you babe 💞

i’ve never written anything like this. I did go with a bit more of a domestic, cutesy direction with it, i hope that’s okay.

> AU BLURB EVENT

“Hey babe, wanna go out-” you were about to suggest but when you walked into the living room, you noticed how pale Tom looked, wrapped around in a blanket, staring mindlessly at the blank tv. 

“Babe, what’s wrong?” You quickly ran up to him. When you reached out to touch his forehead, he leaned into your cold skin. You, however, almost winced away from how hot he was. 

“Lunar-” he whimpered let himself roll over to the side, so he could nuzzle his face into you. You held him tightly, brushing your fingers through his hair. Almost five minutes later, he seemed to remember he was talking and finished his sentence. “cycle”.

“Oh, I’m so sorry baby,” you hugged him tighter. It was a few days before the full moon, but while does made him feel at his best, strongest and fastest, the days leading up to it made him sick as you from garlic. It was an irregular cycle, so you didn’t always know when it would hit him, but you should have seen it coming. 

“Anything I can do for you,” you pressed a kiss against his forehead. He shook his head no. 

“Just... hold me. Please.” 

[mendesbhraanth]

MASTERLIST

Shawn Mendes

Requests

TRUTH OR DARE! ~ Reader x Shawn where they are secretly married and the secret relationship gets exposed when they play a truth or dare game with friends.  (fluff and maybe a bit angst?)

 Hurt ~  when you hear Shawn talk badly about you so you distance yourself.

Heart Shaped Eyes -  you finish having sex and he’s just in utter disbelief of how good it was he’s saying stuff like “ nothing in life should be that good” “ there’s no way you’re real” or “ you blow my mind more every time”.

[stonyiscanon]

peter: i shall drink my sorrows away

peter: *opens capri-sun*

[evermoreholland]

The Truth | Tom Holland (Werewolf AU)

Pairing: Werewolf!Tom Holland x Wizard!Reader

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 719

A/n: This is based off of Alex and Mason in Wizards of Waverly Place (aka my favorite Disney show)

Your parents would tell you constantly that you were careless with magic. You took advantage of having powers and you would likely use them for your own benefit. Most people thought you were an average girl, but you weren’t. You had a wand, your own crystal ball, a book full of spells, and two wizard brothers. You could never live a normal life if you win your family’s wizard competition. You didn’t think you could win anyway, so you just decided to use magic however you wanted until you couldn’t use it anymore.

You met your current boyfriend at a coffee shop after you finished school one day. He went by Tom and he was a dashing British boy with a heart of gold. You usually never went to this particular coffee shop but you were glad that you did. Tom understood you, ever though he didn’t know your secret, and you didn’t know his.

Tom could never hang out too late at night, and you never knew why. You remember one time you were at your house and you had invited Tom for family and he just randomly ran off and left. It was suspicious but you decided to let it go for now.

Today, you invited Tom over again to watch a movie. You were excited to spend more time with him.

“What would you like to watch?” You asked Tom as you both sit down on the sofa.

“Whatever you want, love,” Tom said as he put his arm over your shoulder. You put on your favorite movie and began watching. Around ten or fifteen minutes, Tom told you he had to go.

“But you just got here,” you said. He was doing it again. He was leaving.

“I’m really sorry,” he said as he gave you a peck on the cheek and grabbed his coat.

“Is there something I should know?” You questioned.

“Babe, I just need to go,” Tom said and left.

You were disappointed. This happened twice already. The annoying part was that you didn’t know why he kept leaving. Was there someone else? You decided to go after him.

You began running in the same direction that Tom went in. You knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, but you were worried. What if something terribly wrong was happening to him.

“There is no use! I’m a slow runner,” you said to yourself and then made your way home. You decided to text Tom inviting him over to your house tomorrow. You needed answers. One way or another.

Tom answered you around two hours later saying that he would be there. You decided that you were going to bluntly ask him what was up. You needed answers. You deserved answers.

The two of you met up the next day and you decided to hang out at your place again.

“Tom, you know cheating is wrong, right?” You asked.

“Um, yeah. People who cheat are sick people,” he said.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” You asked again.

“No,” he said. There is no point. You thought. I might need to go in with a spell. That’s the only way.

You went behind him and took out your wand.

“Some are evil, some are kind, but now, all must speak their mind,” you recited.

“I’m a werewolf!” Tom admits. “I have to go, it’s getting late,” he said as he ran out. A werewolf? Didn’t see that one coming? Whatever, the truth spell will wear off soon and he’ll forget about this whole encounter.

The next night you hang out again but this time you caught him turning into a werewolf. He was surprised that he didn’t scare you off.

“Why aren’t you running away?” Tom questioned and after let out a howl.

“Because I knew,” you said.

“How?” He asked.

“Truth spell. I’m a wizard,” you replied. You felt guilty for putting a truth spell on him.

“You should really have some faith in me. I would have told you eventually,” Tom said.

“I’m sorry. I was just worried that something else was going on,” you said. Tom puts his arms around you and you two go tell your parents that Tom is a werewolf.

“Now I definitely need to win that wizard competition,” you said with a laugh.

--

Tom Holland Taglist:

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Thank you @parker-potters​ for being interested in this idea!

[inagetawaycarxo]

Aching To Touch Her | Werewolf!Tom Holland {Werewolf AU}

— Yooo dude i’m so down for heat au with Tom like he’s a werewolf and reader is human and he just met her a few days ago but she smells terrific and can’t help to take her back home… Honestly do whatever, I’m just a hoe for this-Anon

Pairings: Werewolf!Tom Holland x Human!Reader

Featuring: your friends, some town peeps.

Summary: Your scent is driving Tom insane, and he can’t resist the temptation any longer.

WARNINGS: smut, sex, rough sex, subspace, my editing, my smut writing, Dom!Tom, supernatural themes.

Word Count: 1291

NOTE: T/n= town name

Milk and honey…

That’s what you smelt like to Tom. So sweet, so pure, so intoxicating.

A smell that was driving him absolutely crazy these past few days, since he met you the last few days.

The wolf in him wanted to mate with you. To knot you. To claim you. To mark you, so no other guy or woman could fuck you, or touch you.

But his brain told him not to do that. Though he didn’t listen to his brain at all and went with what his wolf instincts were telling him. He really did try to relieve himself, but it wasn’t enough. He needed the real thing, and he couldn’t resist it any longer.

Tom knew it was bad to stalk you. But he couldn’t help it. He had to make his move, he had to have you…

Tom gripped the glass of his whiskey tighter, as he stared at you. Watching you talk to your friends. He quickly looked away when you turned your head to look in his direction.

About a few minutes of Tom looking at you, then adverting his gaze elsewhere when you caught him staring. He smelt your scent getting closer and closer. That scent that was driving him insane these past few days.

Mate her now. His inner wolf spoke.

“Tom right?” You spoke, in a soft voice. It made Tom snap out of his own thoughts. Tom looked at you with dark eyes filled with lust.

“Yeah.” Tom replied. Making you smile. Which made Tom’s erection spring up. Throbbing slightly. His heart rate spiked up.

“We met a few days ago. How’s life in t/n, so far?” You asked. Sitting down on the barstool that was beside him.

“It’s alright. Your really the only person I know, other than the parcel guy.” Tom answered. Shrugging his shoulder. He couldn’t exactly say, it would be better if I fuck you till you can’t walk, or mate with you. That would scare you right off.

You gave him a genuine smile. One that made his heart melt, and well makes him even hornier. He was pretty sure he would come any moment if you kept smiling at him like that.

“I’m sure you will make new friends here. Maybe even find yourself in a relationship. You will settle in eventually. I can give you a tour of the town if you’d like.” You spoke. Taking a sip out of your drink, once you stopped talking.

Tom’s gaze was on your lips, as you spoke. Which made your heart rate spike up. Which Tom took notice of. He could smell the smell fo arousal coming off of you.

Take her. His inner wolf yelled.

Tom suddenly smirked. Leaning closer towards you.

His warm breath fanning your face. Making a damp pool form. Wetting your panties. You clenched your thighs together.

“I have my eyes on someone already, and she is sitting beside me.” Tom smirked. Tom’s lips ghosted above yours. Making your breath hitch.

“Wanna go back to my place?” Tom asked. Slightly cringe at how douche and forward that sounded. You blinked a few times before nodding your head.

Grabbing your clutch, and following him out of the pub eagerly. Giving your friends a sly wink. They giggled amongst themselves. Shaking their heads.

Tom grabbed your hand. Lacing his fingers with yours.

Both of you walking towards his house. Which was only two houses down from the pub.

The sexual desire only got stronger once you entered his house.

Just as you were about to speak. Tom pushed you roughly against the wall, making you drop your clutch in the process. Your back colliding against the wall roughly.

You let out a gasp. Though Tom’s mouth muffled your gasp. His kissing was needy. Kissing you feverishly.

His hands cupping your jawline tightly. Grinding his body against yours roughly. Your legs wrapping around his legs.

All his actions were needy and rough.

Tom’s hands trailed down to your waist. Lifting you up. Making your legs unwrap themselves from his legs, and wrapping them around his waist. Making Tom moan.

The smell of your arousal was driving him crazy. Tom pulled his mouth away. Looking at your swollen lips. Then adverting his gave to your eyes.

“You have no idea how much I want you. From the moment I met you, I wanted you.” Tom moaned out. Pressing your back further into the wall.

“Then have me.” You whimpered. Biting your lower lip, and nibbling it lightly.

That drove Tom into a frenzy. He had to be inside of you now.

Tom quickly ripped off all your clothes. Leaving you stunned. And honestly more aroused.

“They were my favourite…” You whined, only for Tom to cut your whine off, by pressing his lips against yours roughly. Pressing your back flush against the wall. You knew you were going to have a sore back in the morning. As well as a lot of bruises. Lots of bruises. But you didn’t care.

One of Tom’s hands slipped from the back of your head. His body weight pinning you against the wall.

Tom’s hands fiddle with his jeans. Undoing them, and pulling them down. Then his boxers. His cock sprang up. His tip poking your core. Making you moan into his mouth.

Your fingers gripped the hem of his shirt. Pulling it up, and over his head. Which Tom reluctantly pulled his mouth away from yours, so you could pull it over his head. His mouth immediately went straight to yours again. Kissing you roughly.

Tom grabbed his shaft. Lining it up with your entrance.

Tom didn’t wait any longer. Nor give you a warning, as he quickly slid into you. Making you gasp. Your nails digging into his shoulders. Tom, on the other hand, let out an animalistic growl.

Tom’s hands rested beside your waist. Pressing your back even harder against the wall. He wasted no time in letting you adjust to his length. Pulling out, and thrusting back in again.

Tom’s thrusts got faster and rougher. Making you grip onto his shoulders for dear life.

Every deep rough thrust, made your back hit the wall hard. You were pretty sure you would need to go see a chiropractor after this. But right now you didn’t care. You were deep in pleasure. And so was Tom.

Bite her. Mark her. His inner wolf growled. Tom only grunted. Burring his face into the crook of your neck. Quickening his pace even more.

Black spots started to form around your vision. It wasn’t too long before you felt the familiar sensation build up in the pit of your stomach. You pressed your feet into Tom’s ass. Making him growl.  Toes curling, as he continued his rough thrusting. Your head arched back, as far as it could. Which really wasn’t very far. Your back arching.

Tom left rough kisses on the crook of your neck, trailing down to your shoulder.

You let out moans, as well as gasps. Feeling your orgasm wash over your body. Tom wasn’t far off his own release. Giving one last thrust before spilling his seed inside of you. A knot inflated in the base of his cock. Locking him in place as he continued to spill his seed inside of you. But neither of you noticed, the knot forming. Tom’s teeth were dangerously close to biting you. Marking you. Claiming you as his.

The both of you were covered in a thick layer of sweat. Breathing heavily. Still in a sex daze. Toms cock was still inside of you.

The knot slowly released after fifteen minutes. But neither one of you noticed or moved. Still stuck in that after sex daze to notice or care…

[iamburdened]

Reader’s Masterlist #1

Not my stories. Just my favorites from another writers. All credits and support to the original artists.

IMPORTANT: like and REBLOG all the fanfics you read to support the writers, please.

If you liked the fanfic, tell the writer. They will be in cloud nine with your compliment! Show support!

* = NSFW

Link to all my masterlist (Loki, Shawn Mendes, Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Angus McGyver, Draco Malfoy, Newt Scamander)

PETER PARKER X READER

Masterlist @waitimcomingtoo

Summary: this is GOLD!!! Read everything here and enjoy this amazing writing. You are welcome.

Christmas Letters @living-dead-parker

Summary: everybody helps Morgan write her letter to Santa. (It’s Stark!Reader x Peter with little Morgan Stark, i mean... how can you not read this?)

Polaroid @spidey-holland67

Summary: May gets Peter a camera for his birthday, and ever since then he can’t stop taking pictures of you. He always kept them in a box in his room, but one day someone finally finds them. 

Secret (@parker-peter-parker)

Summary: After months of dating and falling in love with you, Peter is ready to tell you about who he is. I personally highly recommend this one!!! 🏳️‍🌈

Familly series (@ijustreallylovezebras)

Summary: Peter meets the reader for the first time. The reader has grown up under the wing of all of the Avengers and hasn’t met many new people before. 

How to kiss* (@peterporkerpeter)

Summary: Peter has a crush on Y/N. Y/N teaches Peter how to kiss after he confesses he doesn’t really know how, but soon the little lesson becomes a little less educational and a little more sexual (if you know what I mean).

Dad!Peter (@bibibucky)

Summary: a headcanon about Peter as a father.

Without a word series (@underoos-shield)

Summary: mute peter who struggles through life because he doesn’t speak but finds some purpose because of her.

Mute (@underoos-shield)

Summary: it’s the oneshot that Without a Word series was based. Mute peter who struggles through life because he doesn’t speak but finds some purpose because of her.

Two different cities* (@thorscock-y)

Summary: request: Peter and the reader went to a different city for spring break then it has to do with smut over skype? Where Peter tells her what to do and ends up fluffy but also very smutty?

Dating Peter Parker Would Include* (@eurydiceattheriver)

Summary: a headcanon about dating Peter Parker.

Kiss it better (@underoos-shield)

Summary: basically Peter being extremely cute. Read it!

The report card (@starlight-parkers)

Summary: Dogs are great but your dads Steve and Tony don’t agree. Family!Avengers x reader, Peter x reader. I highly recommend it guys. It’s hilarious!

I can’t believe it (@carry-on-my-pretty-weeper)

Summary: reader gets stood up by her friend at amusement park and find a group of three that needs one more person to have fun. What happens at the end of the night wasn’t expected.

Loving waking (@yourquirkywitch)

Summary: a fluff story about Peter waking up to see you there and admiring the love of his life.

Bunk Bed* (@pinkblushed-doll)

Summary: (Y/N), the new girl, pretty hot, confident and definitely a troublemaker. Peter, the ‘nerd’, who still has toys on his shelfs (he says they’re collector figures) and the good boy from next door. Usually people like (Y/N) don’t have anything to do with people like Peter, right?

Masterlist (@honeymccall)

Summary: her masterlist with her job about Peter.

Masterlist* (@spiderread)

Summary: her masterlist with her job about Peter.

Cuddled (@menalliha)

Summary: A study date with Peter ends with cuddles.

Wearing your clothes (@em-imagines)

Summary: Spiderman is caught off guard when he sees Y/N wearing Peter’s clothes… (Reader doesn’t know Peter is Spiderman).

More Peter Parker fanfic recommendations on this masterlist

TOM HOLLAND X READER

Every step of the way series* (@thothollandd)

Summary: you and Tom are best friends, and you have been for as long as you can remember. After one night, everything changes. But, Tom is by your side every step of the way.

My Queen series Mob!Tom (@itssleepingprincess)

Summary: soft mobster!Tom Holland. Where he’s obviously a ruthless man when it comes to the mob, but when he comes home to his pregnant wife he is super sweet and loving.

Mob!Tom masterlist (@hoefortomhoelland)

Summary: her masterlist for her job about mob!Tom.

More Tom Holland fanfic recommendations on this masterlist

SHAWN MENDES X READER

Unbelievable (@iamburdened)

Summary: He just wanted to meet this new artist everyone seemed to be talking about. But he left with way more than just a painting. (This one is mine. But I don’t have a masterlist for myself so I will put it here.)

Handmade (@shawnm521)

Summary: a cute boyfriend!Shawn x a very talented seamstress reader. Read it!

Her guitar (@shawnm521)

Summary: Shawn is upset so his girl try her best to cheer him up.

Happy (@maybiemendes)

Summary: being in tour for so long has a bad side. Shawn misses his girlfriend so much that he can’t take it any longer. That’s when he sees her in the crowd, but she was really there or it’s his imagination?

Sugar series* (@t-i-n-y-d-i-n-o)

Summary: Shawn is the CEO of a very large architecture company, and he wants someone to come home to every night. He doesn’t pay you for sex or anything like that, he just likes to spoil you and treat you like the princess that you are. 

Late* Dom!Shawn (@smallerinfinities)

Summary: 2k of filthy Dom!Shawn smut.

Soft spot (@shawn-and-poppin)

Summary: the reader is…a super important person…[her dad is a gang leader]…and Shawn is her super tough, badass body guard who is typically an asshole and only has a soft spot for her.

Masterlist (@sinfulshawn)

Summary: her masterlist with her job about Shawn.

WEREWOLF!SHAWN MENDES X READER

The Rise of an Omega Series

Summary: Amelia is part of an anti-werewolf cult, not by choice though. But all her life turns upside down when her life is on the line and she is saved by a werewolf. She has a choice, go back to her old life and pretend nothing happened, or stay with Shawn’s pack, and face the truth about herself.

(this one is also mine)

My alpha, my omega series* (@begginyouformendes)

Summary: where reader is a new omega and Shawn shows her the ropes and realizes he’s a big softy even though he’s an alpha.

Passing the test (@planstonightbaby)

Summary: You and Shawn are put to the test by the werewolf council. But will you two crumble? Or will Shawn fall to his knees for you??

Honey series* (@wanderingmendes)

Summary: Alpha!Shawn needs to teach his mate to respect him in a way she will not forget.

It’s always been you (@shawnm521)

Summary: where Shawn meet his mate when they were just kids and the connection between them just got bigger trough the years.

Werewolf!Shawn AU Masterlist (@softboyshawn)

Summary: it’s her masterlist for her jobs about Werewolf AU. She has more in her complete masterlist.

Hollow (@fawn-mendes)

Summary: a quick thought i had about werewolf!shawn losing his mate. Angst af.

Pregnant mate ( @begginyouformendes)

Summary: alpha!Shawn can’t stay away from his pregnant mate, too happy for the new family member.

Night terrors (@shawnm521)

Summary: Werewolf!Shawn, Hybrid reader (she has wolf ears even in human form). Reader has a really bad nightmare and Shawn is there for his mate.

Mates* (@infiniteshawn)

Summary: soft!Werewolf!Shawn meet his mate during a wedding party.

What Luck @softboyshawn

Summary: it’s amazing. Read it.

More Shawn Mendes fanfic recommendations on this masterlist

[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐟 𝐎𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚*

Parings → Alpha! Peter Parker x Omega! Reader

Warnings → SMUT!! 18+ werewolf AU

Summary → You're in heat and you need your Alpha to take care of you.

The morning sun peeked through the skyscrapers, casting long shadows on the busy streets of New York. Horns blared, people hurried past each other, and the usual chaos filled the city. But none of it mattered to Peter Parker. Not today.

All Peter could think about was you. His Omega. His mate.

Last night had been nothing short of torture. Your heat had hit like a storm, and you'd called him, your voice trembling with need. Peter had been ready to leap out of his bedroom window, his Alpha instincts kicking in. He needed to be with you, to take care of you. But then your parents had interfered, completely unaware of his spider abilities. They refused to let him come over, worried about him walking alone at night through the dangerous streets of New York.

If only they knew he could be there in seconds, swinging from rooftops faster than any cab could drive.

As the night dragged on, Peter’s phone had buzzed nonstop with your desperate texts:

“Peter, please...”

“I need you, Alpha...”

Each message was like a knife to his chest, his wolf restless inside him, pacing, growling, clawing to get out. His muscles had tensed painfully, every part of him yearning to be by your side. But instead, he was stuck in his room, fists clenched, trying to control himself as the minutes ticked by. Sleep had been impossible, his mind filled with the image of you, alone, suffering through your heat without him.

Now, sitting in Mr. Harrington’s class, Peter could barely sit still. His leg bounced uncontrollably under the desk, and his fingers tapped nervously on his notebook. He hadn’t heard from you this morning, and it was driving him insane. Were you okay? Were you crying for him? Curled up in your nest, clutching his shirt to your chest as you whined for him?

He couldn't take it anymore.

Ned, sitting beside him, gave Peter a concerned glance. “Dude, you’re, like, vibrating.”

Peter let out a frustrated breath, his voice tight. “She hasn’t texted me back, Ned. I’m freaking out. I can’t just sit here. She needs me.”

Ned's expression softened. “Then go. Just... tell Mr. Harrington it’s a family thing or something. You know, ‘urgent family business.’ ”

Peter gave him a sideways glance, running his fingers through his messy curls. “Right, because ‘urgent family business’ will totally convince him to let me skip class.”

Ned shrugged helplessly. “It’s better than nothing, man. You can’t just sit here, biting your nails.”

Peter’s heart raced as he looked toward the front of the room, where Mr. Harrington was droning on about the importance of the periodic table. How was he supposed to tell his teacher that his Omega was in heat and he had to leave? He rubbed the back of his neck, groaning quietly. “This is ridiculous. I can’t just—”

“I’ll do it,” a voice interrupted.

Peter whipped his head around to see MJ, cool and calm as ever, standing from her desk. She hadn’t said much all morning, but now, with her eyes narrowed and her hands casually in her pockets, she strode over to Mr. Harrington’s desk with purpose.

“MJ, no—” Peter hissed, but it was too late.

She leaned casually against the desk and looked Mr. Harrington square in the eye. “Mr. Harrington,” she began, her voice flat but firm, “Peter needs to leave. His Omega, Y/n, is in heat, and he has to be with her.”

The entire class froze.

Peter’s face flushed deep red. His heart skipped a beat, and he nearly choked on his own breath. “MJ!” He whispered harshly, his eyes wide as saucers. His stomach dropped.

Mr. Harrington blinked at MJ, momentarily stunned by her bluntness. Then, to Peter’s absolute horror, Mr. Harrington smiled, an almost sympathetic expression crossing his face. “Oh, I see,” he said with an understanding nod. “Poor girl. Of course, you should be there for her, Peter.”

Peter wanted to crawl under his desk. This could not be happening.

“Here you go, Peter.” Mr. Harrington casually scribbled a hall pass and handed it over. “Just make sure she’s drinking plenty of water and eating when she can. Heats can really take a toll. And if you need an extra day or two, don’t worry about it, okay? Take care of her. It's important.”

Peter snatched the pass, his face practically on fire. “T-Thank you,” he mumbled, not daring to meet anyone’s eyes.

As soon as he stepped out of the classroom, he heard Ned whisper, “Lucky bastard.”

Peter was out the door in seconds, his heart pounding as he rushed down the hallway. The second he was outside, he ducked into an alley, yanked his backpack open, and pulled out his suit. He had to get to you now.

In a matter of moments, Peter was swinging through the city, the wind rushing past his face as he headed toward your apartment. His mind was racing as fast as his body. You needed him, and nothing else mattered. He couldn’t wait to hold you, to comfort you, to be with you through every agonizing second of your heat. His wolf howled inside him, urging him to move faster.

______

You lay curled up in your nest, body trembling, burning with the intensity of your heat. The nest—circular, soft, and surrounded by endless pillows and blankets—was meant to offer comfort, but nothing eased the deep ache inside you. The cream-colored cushions cocooned you, soaked in Peter’s scent—his hoodie, his T-shirts, anything you could find that still carried traces of him. You buried your face deeper into his hoodie, breathing in the faint blend of his cologne. It was the only thing keeping you from unraveling completely. But it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. You needed Peter—his scent, his warmth, his presence. Clutching his hoodie tightly, you inhaled again, trying to calm your wolf as the familiar smell of your Alpha filled your lungs. Still, the emptiness gnawed at you, growing unbearable with each passing minute.

Your fingers trembled as you clung to his hoodie, tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to spill over as the overwhelming need for Peter consumed you. "Peter," you whispered into the fabric, though he wasn’t there to hear you. Your voice was weak, hoarse, filled with desperation.

Your Omega instincts screamed for him. Every inch of your skin tingled with the need for his touch, his presence. A soft whimper escaped your lips, one you couldn’t hold back no matter how hard you tried. You felt so empty, like a part of you was missing. You craved him with every fiber of your being, and without him, you felt utterly lost.

Tears blurred your vision as you hugged his hoodie tighter against your chest. The scent that had once brought you comfort now only made your heart ache. You didn’t just need the trace of him—you needed Peter himself. Right now.

Suddenly, you heard the front door open and close downstairs. Your heart leapt, hope surging through your body.

"Peter?" You called out, your voice hoarse, barely above a whisper, thick with desperation.

You heard him before you saw him. "I’m here, babe!" Peter’s voice echoed up the stairs, and just the sound of it sent a wave of relief through you.

Footsteps shuffled below, and then your mother’s voice followed. “Oh, Peter, thank goodness you’re here,” she said, her tone warm and knowing. She was just about to leave for her shift at the hospital, gave him a sympathetic smile. “Try to keep things... quiet this time, okay? We had a noise complaint last time.”

Peter’s face flushed a deep red, his usual confidence fading for a moment as he stammered, “I-I’ll try, Mrs. Y/L/N. S-sorry about last time.”

She waved him off with a chuckle, not really upset. “Just take care of her. And make sure she eats after... you know. After every time.”

Peter’s eyes widened at her casual tone, but he nodded quickly, his cheeks still burning. “Y-Yes, ma’am.”

As soon as she left, the door closing behind her, Peter bolted up the stairs two at a time. Your scent hit him like a tidal wave, stronger with each step he took, and his wolf growled low in his chest. You needed him, and the thought made his instincts roar to life. He could already feel his muscles tensing in response, his heart pounding as he reached your door.

“Y/n,” Peter breathed as he pushed the door open.

The sight of you nearly made his knees buckle. You were curled up in your nest, your face buried in his hoodie, your skin flushed, your body trembling slightly from the intensity of your heat. Your eyes were glazed, half-lidded with need, and when they met his, a soft, pitiful whimper slipped from your lips.

“Peter...” you whispered, your voice broken, fragile.

He dropped his bag and approached slowly, heart pounding. “I’m here, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” He crouched down beside your nest, gently brushing your hair out of your face. “Can I come in?”

You nodded frantically, already tugging at his shirt. Peter slipped off his shoes and carefully climbed into the nest, wrapping his arms around you. The moment his scent fully surrounded you, the tension in your body eased, but not for long. Your heat was raging, and the need for him was unbearable.

“Peter, I can’t... I need you now,” you whimpered, your hands pulling at his clothes, trying to get him as close as possible.

Peter’s breath hitched. “Okay, okay, I’m here. I love you,” he whispered as he kissed your forehead, trailing his lips down to your cheeks, then to your neck.

You let out a soft moan, arching your body against his, already overwhelmed by his presence. Peter took off his shirt, throwing it aside before pulling the blanket off you, exposing your bare, trembling body. His eyes darkened, his wolf growling in approval. You were perfect.

“I love you so much,” Peter whispered, his lips brushing against your skin as he kissed his way down your neck, shoulders, and chest. His hands roamed over your body, touching every inch of you as if trying to calm the burning inside you.

Peter’s gaze darkened as he watched you writhe beneath him, the raw desperation in your eyes tugging at his heart. You had already marked each other, and that bond between you two burned with an intensity he could feel just as much as you did. He could sense every bit of your yearning, the deep ache radiating through your body as your Omega instincts screamed for him.

“Peter, please,” you whimpered, your voice a breathless plea as you struggled to speak, “I need—”

Before you could finish, Peter silenced you with a rough, urgent kiss, his lips crashing against yours in a mess of heat and need. His hands trembled as they roamed over your body, desperate to touch, to claim, to soothe. He could feel your slickness pooling between your thighs, a sign of just how ready you were for him, and it sent his wolf into a frenzy.

With a quick motion, Peter tugged off his pants, his breath ragged as he positioned himself between your legs. “I’ve got you, baby. I’m here,” he rasped, voice thick with emotion. His eyes met yours briefly, filled with a mix of love and raw hunger. He lined himself up and, with one firm thrust, pushed into you.

The both of you gasped at the sudden, overwhelming relief. He filled you completely, and the unbearable ache that had been tearing through your body finally began to subside, replaced by the feeling of being whole—of having him inside you. You let out a choked moan, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer, not wanting to let go.

Peter’s breath was shaky, but his voice was firm, dominant, as he growled softly in your ear. “You’re mine. All mine, Omega.”

You whimpered, nodding frantically, “Yes… Peter… Alpha, I’m yours,” you breathed, your voice trembling, eyes brimming with tears from the intensity of it all.

“I’m not going anywhere, Omega. I’m right here,” he whispered, his lips trailing soft kisses down your jaw and neck. His hand cupped the side of your face, thumb brushing tenderly against your flushed cheek as he looked at you with a fierce protectiveness. "You’re safe with me. Always."

His words, laced with possessiveness but also care, sent shivers down your spine. Your mark throbbed with the connection you shared, and as Peter's lips found the spot where he had already marked you, he pressed a gentle kiss to it before grazing his teeth over the scar. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he felt the pulse of your bond surge between you.

You moaned at the feeling, your body arching up against him. “Peter,” you whimpered, your fingers digging into his back, pulling him even closer.

“You feel so good,” Peter murmured as he kissed your mark again, then began sucking on the tender skin just below it, leaving new bruises in his wake. “You’re mine,” he repeated, his voice possessive but soft, as though the words were meant to comfort you as much as they were to claim you. His tongue flicked over the spot, sending another wave of pleasure through your already trembling body.

Each thrust of his hips was slow but deep, every movement deliberate, as though he wanted you to feel just how much he cared for you. His hands slid to your hips, gripping them firmly as he guided you against him, quickening his pace ever so slightly but never losing the tenderness in his touch.

“Fuck! Peter,” you gasped, tears slipping down your cheeks from the overwhelming sensation. “I love you. I love you so much,” you cried, your voice breaking as the heat inside you gave way to pure, unbridled pleasure.

Peter’s breath was heavy in your ear, his forehead resting against yours as he moved faster, deeper. “I love you too, Y/n. Fuck, you're so tight,” he groaned, his hands trembling as he gripped your hips harder. “I’ll always take care of you. You’re everything to me.”

His words sent your heart racing, the heat between you growing more intense with every second. You could feel your release building, your body on the edge, teetering between unbearable tension and blissful release.

“Peter, I—I’m so close,” you whimpered, your nails scratching down his back, leaving faint red marks in their wake. “Please… Alpha…”

Peter growled, the sound low and primal, sending a shiver through your entire body. “I know, baby. I’m close too,” he rasped, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. His hand slid between your bodies, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs, rubbing gentle circles that had you gasping his name.

“Come for me, Babe,” he commanded, his voice rough but gentle, his thumb pressing down harder on your clit as his other hand gripped your waist tighter.

That was all it took. Your body convulsed beneath him as your release tore through you, a cry of pure ecstasy escaping your lips as you trembled uncontrollably. Peter’s name was the only thing you could think of, the only thing that escaped your lips as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you.

Peter wasn’t far behind. With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, his grip tightening on your hips as he growled your name, his release filling you completely. The bond between you pulsed with warmth, wrapping around the both of you as though sealing the moment.

For a few moments, neither of you moved, both of you lost in the bliss of being so close, so connected. Peter’s breath was still ragged as he collapsed beside you, immediately pulling you into his arms. His fingers brushed through your hair, his other hand resting protectively over your lower stomach, as if shielding you from the world.

“I’ll always take care of you,” Peter whispered, his voice tender as he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I’ll never let anything hurt you, Y/n.”

You smiled, exhausted but filled with love, your head resting on his chest as you listened to the steady beat of his heart. “I know, Peter,” you murmured sleepily, feeling the last remnants of your heat fade away as the comfort of his presence soothed you. “I love you.”

Peter kissed your forehead gently, sighing in relief as he held you close. “I love you too, Y/n/n. Forever.”

Safe in his arms, you drifted off, knowing that your Alpha would always protect you.

‎∗ ࣪ ˖༺ 𓆩☆𓆪 ༻˖ ࣪ ∗

[naturallytom]

hey can you do a tom holland soulmate au where he’s like a werewolf and has to protect you from vampires trying to get you. maybe throw some angst in there? thanks! also can you add me to the tag list? ily❤️

hey love! just let me know which tag list you’d like to be added to and I’ll be happy to add you to it!! i also lowkey forgot the soulmate part IM SORRY i’ve just been super busy and i wrote this while i was a little sick so i didn’t edit it!!

tw; blood, angst

You should’ve known not to get involved with vampires. You were drunk and didn’t know exactly what you were doing or what would end up happening, but here you were, 1 year later, trying to hide from the vampires before they got to you. 

Fortunately, your boyfriend knew just how to protect you. Running into the woods where you knew you’d find him, you kept glancing over your shoulder to make sure no one was following you. 

Crashing into a figure, you began thrashing wildly before you recognized the voice. “Love, love, it’s me, it’s Tom.” He soothed, holding you close to his chest. “Tommy, oh thank god.” You whimpered, burying your head into his neck. “What’s the matter, lovie? You know I don’t like it when you’re around when I, yanno.“ He gestured with his hands, referring to his transformation. ”’M scared.“ You whispered, feeling his arms wrap around you. “Is it them again?” He asked, prompting you to nod. 

“Fucking hell.” He groaned. “Stay here, love. I’ll be right back.” He instructed, going into the part of the woods where he lived, once he transformed. You stood there with anxiety coursing through you, jumping when you heard something rustling the branches in the trees around you. “Hey, love, just me.” You heard, instantly calming you down as you turned and faced your (now a wolf) boyfriend, your soulmate. “Have I ever told you how cute you are once you’ve transformed?” You smiled, cuddling up to him as he laid down. “Am I not attractive as a human?” He gasped, faking offense. “You’re average.” You teased as he moved his body to make a protective covering around you as you drifted off, exhausted from running and watching your back almost all day. 

When you woke, the area around you was cold and Tom was human again, leaning against a tree with three large and deep scratches on his chest, the vampires after you laying dead, each with a stake through its chest and garlic laid over them. 

“Tommy? Oh god, Tom-” you panicked, making your way to Tom who was breathing heavily. “‘S fine, love. ‘M fine.” He assured you weakly, his eyes slowly closing. “Tom we need to get you help, I can see your rib! How long have you been like this?” You asked, tears spilling from your eyes. 

“Couple hours?” Tom coughed weakly. “Gathered the stakes and garlic when I knew they were after you.” He smiled. “Tommy please, let’s you to a hospital. These look like they’re getting infected since they’re not clean.” You begged, looking at the green/purple area around his wounds. “No darling, ‘m fine. I swear.” He groaned as more blood poured out. “Tommy, please. I can’t lose you.” You sobbed, Tom weakly running his hand through your hair. “Fine. Call Harrison, though. He knows where to go.” He told you, causing you to quickly pull out your phone and call Harrison. “Harrison? It’s Tom, he’s hurt badly I don’t know-” You were cut off by Harrison telling you to wait where you were and that he’d be there soon. 

By the time Harrison had gotten there, Tom’s eyes had closed for the last time. 

[tomsrebeleyebrow]

are you going to do a part two to the werewolf!tom au?

I’m sorry to disappoint you, dear nonnie, but I won’t write another part for this au 😔 As much as I enjoyed writing it until its last word, my intention was it to be a oneshot and that’s it. And I’ll be honest, I wouldn’t know what to write for a part two since all the main and good tension/action/stuff was written in the first part... SO I’M SORRY NONNIE 🥺🥺🥺

But do not worry, more au will come in the future... it’s all planned 👀 I just need the time to write now 😂😅😤

werewolf!tom smutty oneshot

[lizzy-williams]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐏𝐭. 𝟐

🐺Warnings: Mentions of smut, mature themes, alpha/omega dynamic

🐺Masterlist

🐺Summary: It’s been a few months since the coffee shop events, and you and Tom are going steady. When you decide to go out to dinner as celebration for a work promotion, the waiter begins to flirt with you. When you two get home, he shows you who you truly belong to. Not to mention... it’s a full moon.

🐺Theme: (dream), Salvia Palth

🐺 A/N: Bruh one of the pics got cut off-

Thomas Stanley Holland was angry. No, he was livid. 

Tonight was supposed to be a proper date with his mate, a calming way to spend an evening, not getting worried about anything and everything else. By now, his bite mark had been healed, a delicate scar decorating her neck. 

That, coupled with her black evening dress, made her look so stunning, it made Tom’s chest swell with pride. That was his. She was his. 

But now, he was just pissed off, trying his hardest not to let his glowing gold eyes catch anyone’s attention. But there was only one person who noticed it, and thankfully it was the only person that understood. 

[y/n] was an understanding girl, especially when it came to territorial instincts that came with having a claimed mate. So when the waiter that was serving your table was getting a little too comfortable in your presence, you knew Tom would be agitated. 

She did your best to distance yourself from the flirty staff member, but it was hard when he was going to be serving you the rest of the night, and they hadn’t even ordered their entries yet. 

All Tom wanted to do was take her right on that table, showing that snobby waiter and the rest of the fucking restaurant who [y/n] truly belonged to. He wanted to rail into her as she let out the most perfect noises as he sucked hickeys on her neck, and made her cum so hard she cried, showing true dominance and-

“Tom,” [y/n] moved her chair closer to him at the table, putting a hand on his shoulder. 

His eyes snapped up, but softened as he looked at her reassuring smile and comforting expression as she leaned over and placed her head on his shoulder. 

“You know I’m yours,” she whispered in a tone only he could hear. 

Tom could already feel the tension roll off of his shoulders, knowing that even if there was an overly cocky waiter, [y/n] was faithful. He trusted her, their strong bond was not going to be broken by some douche with a bow-tie. 

“I’m sorry, tonight’s about you,” Tom looked over at her, gently kissing her nose, “We’re here to celebrate your promotion, darling,”

[y/n] gave a grateful smile, muttering a small ‘thank you’ before focusing on your expensive cocktail and appetizers. 

At first, everything was fine, and it was comfortable, [y/n] and Tom getting into conversation, talking about what was going on in their jobs, or how the rest of the Holland family was doing. 

But when the waiter came back, Tom tensed up slightly. 

“You ready to order?” he asked, whipping out his notepad and waiting for at least one of them to speak.

Tom was the first to order, hesitantly adding a tense ‘please’ at the end of his request. After all, he knew that [y/n] valued manners. He did it all for her. 

“And for you, beautiful?”

That motherfucker.

[y/n] cleared her throat, “Ma’am will be just fine with me thanks,” her voice was clipped in annoyance, not daring to look over at Tom, knowing that all the comfort she just gave him meant close to nothing now, Tom surely back to square one, like a child’s building blocks knocked down after building them up to satisfactory. 

After she gave her order, the waiter walked away, muttering ‘prude’ as he made his exit. 

The time to get their food was silent, partly because she didn’t want to disturb him, simply putting her arm around his waist, her free hand holding his as he held it back. 

Thankfully, a different waiter came to deliver their meals, which released tension that was being held within Tom like a caged animal. Almost literally. 

Finally, after he seemed to calm down a little, [y/n] tried to resume conversation and banter, and Tom reluctantly went along with it, soon restoring his hope of a pleasant night with his mate. 

Tom was grateful for her, really. She would do anything for him, and he knew it, and all that time she was looking out for him, comforting when he needed comforting. And he couldn’t help but silently gush as she went on about a subject that she was truly passionate about. 

And soon enough, the food was finally finished, the platers almost literally licked clean, everything cleared, and the couple knew that the dishwasher hidden in the back of the kitchen would be secretly grateful, their work getting cut down by half. 

Shit. He was back. 

And back he was, the flirty waiter returning with the check. Tom desperately tried to stay calm, tired of feeling like he wanted to rip the young man’s throat out. 

But what he was about to say pushed him passed the point of redemption. 

“I wrote my number on the check, darling,” he started, “you know, once you get tired of dealing with this man-child,”

Oh that was fuckin’ it. 

Tom didn’t care anymore, blinded by anger, he looked at the waiter with his vicious glowing yellow eyes, his jaw clenched. That coupled with his clenched fist made him look absolutely terrifying.

But before the waiter could flee in terror, Tom grabbed [y/n]’s jaw tightly before jerking her forward as she let out a whimper, forcing her mouth open. To assert dominance, he spit directly in her mouth before turning back to the bastard that really pushed him over the edge. 

He turned around, walking to the back of the restaurant, and if he had a tail, it would most certainly been between his legs. Tom couldn’t care less about the rest of the people around then, gawking at the two, shocked by the display of such a lewd act in the middle of a high-end Italian joint. 

Tom dug into his wallet, tossing two Benjamins on the table before grabbing her hand, guiding her out to the car, opening the door for her. Even if he was blinded by rage, he always found a way to still be a gentleman. 

The car ride home was dead silent, the sexual tension polluting the car, so thick it seemed as if one could cut it like butter. It took Tom everything not to swerve the the car to the side of the road, taking her right in the back seat, the smell of her arousal making him painfully hard. 

Oh, he was going to wreck her. 

As soon as they got back to the flat complex, he picked her up, carrying her to the elevator, not feeling like dragging her along like a wagon. Besides, he knew if he held her hand, he would probably break it. 

His keys violently jingled in his hand as he unlocked the door to his abode, and as soon as he heard a click, he waisted no time, going to his bedroom at almost an inhuman speed, throwing her on the bed, making her giggle, Tom letting out a growl in response, stripping so quickly he almost ripped his shirt. 

It thrilled [y/n] to think about all the ways he could ravage her, taking her anyway he pleased, knowing there was nothing in this world that could stop him from making her feel nothing but ecstasy. 

“You have no idea how much I wanted to take you right there on that table, love,” he started, undressing her with vigor, his body language wreaking of impatience, “You would like that, wouldn’t you? To have everyone watch as I took you on top of your pasta that cost me a shit-ton of money, huh?”

He teared her underwear off of her, unclasping the omega’s bra as she let out a whimper. Normally, she would have cared that her favorite pair of panties were now nothing but a scrap of cloth on the floor. But at the moment, she couldn’t care less, lust glaring her senses.

He paused, taking in the form of his mate’s nude body. No matter how many times he saw her like this, it was always like seeing her for the first time. God, she was fucking perfect. He didn’t hesitate to wrap his hand around his cock, giving a few jerks before returning to an unholy position on top of her. 

“Spitting in your mouth was the closest thing to heaven, darling,” he hovered over her, sucking and biting at all her sweet spots on her throat, growling and muttering dark and sinful nothings in her ear. 

“I’m not going to lie to you, bunny, I’m not really in the mood for much foreplay,” he admitted, “I can’t wait to watch my seed drip out of you,”

Before [y/n] could even respond, he had already lined himself up, sliding in, millimeter my millimeter, making sure she felt every vein and ridge of his aching cock that was caused by her and her alone. She made him like this, so it was only fair. 

As soon as he bottomed out, he stayed there, peppering soft kisses across her face, a stark contrast to his mood only seconds before, basically cockwarming as he waited patiently for her to adjust. No matter how many times he was inside her, it always felt as if he was tearing her in half like an axe does wood. 

Soon her small, nimble fingers made their way to his chestnut hair, tugging slightly as her fingernails lightly and gently grazed his scalp, signaling that she was ready for what was to come. 

Tom slowly pulled out, only to slide right back in, hanging onto every whimper and whine she made, noises that he was ready to hear for the rest of his life. It was a strong bond that they had, and even though he was getting ready to plow into her, he couldn’t help but place a soft kiss and muttering a soft ‘are you okay?’

To this, she gave a nod, “Please Tom, ruin me... show me who I belong to,” 

She most certainly didn’t need to repeat herself, Tom’s eyes returning to a dark lustful gold as he began to go harder without warning, which was exactly what his mate wanted. 

“This what you wanted?” he grunted, his pace progressing into swift and quick thrusts, “For your alpha to wreck you? Fuck you until you cried?”

“Y-Yes! Please Tommy, I-” she stuttered between moans, his pace never faltering. 

Suddenly, he yanked her to the edge of the bed, placing her legs over his shoulder as he stood, still inside her, soon resuming his pace, both of the pleasure they were feeling ten times more intense. 

Then, Tom made the mistake of looking down. He could see her stomach bulge with the outline of his cock, almost reaching her fucking guts. He almost came right then and there. 

“Can you feel me, darling? So fucking deep, you like that don’t you? When I rearrange your guts?” 

His words made [y/n] let out a loud whine, just thinking about the fact that he was buried inside her, she could feel him everywhere. It was just him. 

Him. Him. Him. 

Her coil tightened as she reached down, rubbing soft circles around her clit before Tom snatched her hand away, growling. 

“No touching what’s mine.” he slammed into her harder, “This cunt? It’s fucking mine, understand?”

“Y--Yes, Tom,” she muttered out, just barely loud enough for him to hear. 

“Who’s cunt is this?”

“Yours, T-Tommy,”

“Sorry, darling, couldn’t quite understand you,” he taunted, driving in at an inhuman pace, his supernatural abilities making his stamina and strength almost limitless, “Who’s cunt is this?”

“Yours Tommy!!” she cried out, not stuttering once as the coil in her core was tighter than ever, “Please, please Tommy, touch your cunt! Please, I’m so close!”

“Tell me I’m yours. Tell me I’m the only one,” he desperately pleaded, the need for validation the only thing that was holding him back from his release.

“Tommy, y-your mine, you’re the only one --oh god yes, you’re the only one”

And that was enough to get his fingers to rub on the small of her clit, making her cry out, the pleasure unmeasurable as she felt every part of him. 

“D-Don’t stop!” 

“Wouldn’t dream of it,”

Finally, the coil inside her snapped like a whip, making her release the most pornographic moan she had ever let out, the neighbors most definitely wishing the complex had thicker walls. 

Feeling her tighten so harshly was what tipped Tom over, her mound squeezing him tightly, his seed spilling inside of her, the warm liquid coating her walls like paint as they road out each other’s highs, the both of them feeling as if they were floating. 

When Tom felt as if he could move again, he pulled out, stepping back to admire his masterpiece, watching as his seed spilled out of his perfect girl’s core like a waterfall, dripping onto the sheets, making him groan. It was almost enough to make him harden again.

He then helped [y/n] move vertically on the bed, plopping down right beside her as he did his best to catch his breath, the both of them basking in their love for each other. It was a beautiful, really.

“I want you to move in with me,” he finally said between pants, [y/n] stopping dead, looking over at her alpha. 

“Wh-what?” she stuttered, her cloudy post-orgasmic haze making her question whether or not she heard him right. She turned her body slowly, facing him as he continued. 

“I want you to live here. With me. I wanna be able to be with you, protect you. I love you so much, and I can’t think of anyone else I would want to live with. Besides, I wouldn’t mind this becoming a part of a nightly routine,” he wiggled his eyebrows playfully. 

“Yes. I would love to,” [y/n] finally replied after a dramatic pause. 

Tom smiled and pulled her in close, the two of them fitting together like puzzle pieces. He held her tightly, his hands rubbing up and down her back. 

“Mine,” he muttered into the crown of her head, breathing in her scent. 

“Yours.”

[potaetopic]

naeun's reading update —May 2022

Tags : a - angst, c - crack, d - dark, f - fluff, s - smut, y - yandere ☁️ - fav

a/n: hello! for authors that seen me before, im sorry for tagging yall again as im in a process of renewing(?) my page atm, but i promise this is gonna be the real one. no more take backs :]

ONE SHOT

careful what you wish for @kookiesbuckethat —jjk a f (established relationship!au) almost lover @lmaosope —jjk a SOOP @satnin-darling —kth,jjk s (idol/poly!au) Embroidery @bibbykins —kth f s y (college/university!au) Joyride @sunshinerainbowsbts —kth,jjk s (college/university!au) Cheap Wine & Second Chances @sunshinerainbowsbts —jhs a f s (dance!au) tsundere yoongi @yoonpobs —myg f Devotion @darkafterhours13 —ksj d The Pristine Housekeeper @darkafterhours13 —kth d (maid!au) ☁️ Catfish @darkafterhours13—kth,jjk d (college/university!au) "Sorry" @darkafterhours13 —jjk a (criminal!au) "BULLY" @darkafterhours13 —jjk y (high school!au) ☁️ Cause & Effect @btsrunmylife —jjk a s (marriage!au) Save Me @kokawrites —myg a f (college/university!au)

SERIES

Iridescent Love @imnotlauriane —bts a f (werewolf!au) (on-going) 4:23 AM @satnin-darling —kth a f s (idol/fwb!au) (9) Oh My Lucifer @pinkcherrybombs —bts a c f (fantasy/demon!au) (on-going) Lighthouse @satnin-darling —myg,jjk a f s (fwb/office!au) (11)

Triptych: Shape of Love @ —kth,jjk a f s (fwb/love triangle!au) (3) ☁️ Devil + Devil @selfcontrol-idkher —pjm c f (soulmate/social media!au) (19) Thesis It | lemons @xherxx —bts a c f s (college/university!au) ☁️ Singles’ sideline @darkafterhours13 —kth d (sport!au) (6) He is Love @btsrunmylife —jjk a f s (break up!au) (4) ☁️ Lesson Learnt @sweetwolfcupcake —jjk a s y (break up!au) (23)

DRABBLE

—  for you @ggukseoulcafe —jjk s prove it @keisl0vergirl —jjk f (college/university!au) A Question for You @sunshinerainbowsbts —ksj f (established relationship!au)

NON-BTS

The Baby Assignment @vendettaparker —peter parker c The Suit @waitimcomingtoo —tom holland c f Cinema Distractions @jenniferrv —peter parker s ☁️

[lightsandlust]

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Characters are:

Charles Ackhurst (Ian Somerhalder) - Witch Lucifer Morningstar (Hale Appleman) - Guardian Angel Loki/Isaac Thorton (Tom Hiddleston) - Avenger / Private Detective Silas Pendragon ( Henry Cavill) - Son of King Arthur, Immortal Arthur Pendragon (Cody Fern) - Vampire Albus Potter (Matthew Daddario) - Wizard Victor Lasher (Tom Sturridge) - Wizard Tom McNeil (Matt Bomer) - Immortal Quinn Wolfram (Michael Fassbender) - Werewolf Jaskier ( Joey Batey ) - AU Modern Era Rebirth Peter Parker ( Tom Holland ) - Spider-Man Stiles Stilinski (Dylan O’Brien) - Human

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🌊🎐~Wₑₗcₒₘₑ ₜₒ ₜₕₑ ₖₒᵢ ₚₒₙd, ᵢ ₕₒₚₑ yₒᵤ ₑₙⱼₒy yₒᵤᵣ ₛₜₐy ~🎐 🌊

🌊ₖₒᵢ'ₛ ₒffᵢcᵢₐₗ ₘₐₛₜₑᵣₗᵢₛₜ 🌊

≪ₚₗₑₐₛₑ ₙₒₜₑ ₜₕₑ ₘₐₛₜₑᵣₗᵢₛₜ ᵤₚdₐₜₑₛ wₕₑₙₑᵥₑᵣ ᵢ dₒ≫

ᵢ wᵣᵢₜₑ fₒᵣ ₐₙᵢₘₑ, Wₑbₜₒₒₙₛ, ₐₙd ₖₚₒₚ, ₛₗₐₛₕₑᵣₛ ₐₙd ₘₒᵣₑ ! ₘy ₐₛₖ bₒₓ ᵢₛ ₐₗwₐyₛ ₒₚₑₙ ₛₒ dₒₙ'ₜ bₑ ₐfᵣₐᵢd ₜₒ ₛᵤbₘᵢₜ ₐ ᵣₑqᵤₑₛₜ.

➪ Slashers [Canon & OC]

Brit Rollin - Love Killa (Chapter 12 is up)

Brit Rollin Timestamps - ✎「10:14 pm」, ✎[12:02 am], ✎ 「12:55 am」, ✎「8:09 pm」‐, ✎[1:40 am], ✎ 「2:06 am」 ✎「12:33 AM」 ✎「3:03am」 ✎「12:26am」 ✎ 「8:05 am」

Michael Myers - TBA

Ghostface - TBA

Jason Voorhees - TBA

➪ Original Story

Vivinofun Oc's - Ian Castillo- 「7:14pm」

Wayward Falling - Oc x Oc

➪ Genshin Impact

Childe - Story {Heaven or Hell} ONESHOT

➪Anime

Haikyuu- Kuroo Tetsurou x Y/n / Come Closer (chapter 5 is up)

My Hero Academia-

Todoroki Timestamp -  「6:37pm」 【5:35 PM】

Deku Timestamp - 【5:10PM】

Kirishima Timestamp- [10:49pm]

Bakugou Timestamp- {1:32pm}

JJK - Satoru Gojo Timestamp - [1:10pm]

Tokyo Revengers- TBA

Demon Slayer- TBA

Blue Exorcist- Rin Timestamp-

Blue Lock - TBA

Solo Leveling - [11:37] , [1:55am], [10:45 PM]

More coming soon!

➪ Spiderman

Miles - Text /w Miles

Tom Holland !Spiderman -

Andrew Garfield! Spiderman -

➪Webtoon

Unordinary - Timestamp - {1:35pm}

Sirens Lament - TBA

Jungle Juice- Suchan Timestamp-『2:22am』

True beauty- TBA

Eternal Nocturnal- TBA

Unholy Blood- TBA

To Tame A Fire - TBA

More coming soon!

➪ Kpop

Bts - TBA

Stray Kids - Hwang Hyunjin Werewolf AU - Those Who Howl

Ateez- TBA

Monsta X - TBA

Sf9- TBA

Txt- TBA

Twice- TBA

CIX- Tbh

EXO- TBA

Nct 127 / Dream / U/ Wayv - TBA

Seventeen- TBA

Ikon- TBA

Got7- TBA

More coming Soon!

[Also note that my upload times vary with each fanfic.]

Enjoy reading!