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Kraven the Hunter
Series
✩ Pet or prey | Sergei x F!Reader | Explicit | 22.8k+ | Trilogy | 🌟🔥
✩ Into the woods | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 8k | ⭐🔥
Multi-chapter
Sergei x Reader x Tangerine
✩ Baby, I'm Preyin' On You Tonight | Sergei x F!Reader x Tangerine | Explicit | 50 chapters, WIP | 🌟💫 ⭐💕🔥
Your quiet life in the woods was never as perfect as it seemed. When Sergei leaves on a hunt, promising to return with a surprise, someone from your past arrives instead — and nothing feels safe anymore. It’s time to ask: Was your life with Sergei ever truly idyllic?
Sergei x Reader
✩ Prisoner 0864 | Sergei x F!Reader | Explicit | 16k | 🌟🔥
Working as a prison nurse was never your goal in life, but helping inmates in one of the most remote penal colonies in Siberia has become something that you both enjoy and excel at. When you find yourself trapped with a new inmate during a riot, things don’t quite go according to plan. Inmate 0864 seems more than willing to help you, but will that help come with a steep price?
✩ First time | Sergei x F!Reader | Explicit | 48.2k | 🌟🥰🔥
On a birthday night out, a little accident leads you to meeting Sergei, quite possibly the most attractive man you have ever seen. Convinced that he owes you for your ruined night, Sergei is determined to make it up to you — one way or another.
✩ (Give me one more) Night with you | Sergei x F!Reader | Explicit | 17.5k | complete | 🌟🔥
Working as a waitress at The Den, when you have a little run-in with Sergei, a handsome customer you have never seen before, an unexpected opportunity arises to get to know him better in the restrooms
✩ Trust (issues) | Sergei x F!Reader | Explicit | WIP | 🌟🔥
When you meet a man with hands to die for after a disappointing night at an exclusive club, you are excited at the possibility of a memorable night together. When one session turns into two, into three, you find yourself rapidly becoming attached. If only he would stick around a little longer after each session…
One shots
Sergei x Reader
✩ Night hunt | Sergei x Reader | Explicit |11.7k | 🌟💕🔥
You know that you shouldn’t walk home alone after work, yet the idea of waking Sergei just to escort you seems silly. Kraven doesn’t appreciate it when you fail to keep your word; it’s time for you to get a taste of what it feels like to be his prey.
✩ No pampered pets | Sergei x Reader | Explicit |15.8k | 🌟🔥
After a year together turning his home into your own, you are used to your Sergei coming home from his hunts to you, bloody and bruised but still unequivocally yours. You have never seen him as the hunter, stuff of legends and nightmares. Until after one hunt, he returns to you still closer to Kraven than he is your Sergei…
✩ Caught in the hunt | Sergei x Reader | Teen | 300 | 🌟
While Sergei is out hunting poachers, someone is able to get a drop on you in the woodland surrounding your home.
✩ Claim | Sergei x Reader | Explicit | 300 | 🌟🔥
Sergei helps show you how to take his knot.
✩ Merchandise | Sergei x Reader | Mature | 3.6k | 🌟(🔥-ish)
What if Sergei chose to return to the fold and joins the family business? When a routine visit to check out a new shipment at the docks takes an unexpected turn, Sergei is forced to decide what matters to him more: His morals, or his family.
✩ Baby steps | Sergei x Reader | Mature | 2.2k | 🌟(🔥-ish)
After a long hunt, Sergei returns home feeling overwhelmed. You find him in the midst of sensory overload. Comfort and fluff ensue.
✩ Safe (in your arms) | Sergei x Reader | Teen | 200 | 🌟
While checking the small game traps with Sergei, a misstep almost results in an accident.
✩ Quiet | Sergei x Reader | Explicit | 1.8k | 🌟🔥
Sergei tests your limits on just how quiet you can be when the two of you sneak off for some alone time in the woods. Shameless smut.
✩ Heat | Sergei x Reader | Explicit | 2.2k | 🌟🔥
Sergei has never been good at keeping track of his heat cycle. It’s a good thing that Dmitri approves of your relationship, and is more than happy to give you a little heads-up when Sergei’s heat is approaching.
✩ (Don't let me be) Misunderstood | Sergei x Reader | Explicit | 6.5k | 🌟 🔥
Jealousy flares when you overhear a conversation between Sergei and Calypso. Can Sergei convince you that you are the only one for him?
✩ Adonis | Sergei x GN!Reader | Mature | 1k | ✨(🔥-ish)
Sergei allows you to indulge in a little body worship.
✩ Enough | Sergei x Reader | Mature | 300 | 🌟(🔥-ish)
Sergei takes care of you after a scene.
Sergei x Reader x Dmitri
✩ Friday night | Sergei x Reader x Dmitri | Teen | 3.5k | 💫
When a night out goes wrong, Sergei and Dmitri come to the rescue.
✩ Jealousy becomes you | Sergei x Reader x Dmitri | Mature | 1.4k | 💫
When you see Dmitri flirting with someone else, you can’t help but sneak off for a little one-on-one time with Sergei.
Sergei x Dmitri
✩ Mine (all mine) | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 7.3k | ⭐🔥
When a night of celebrating with birthday boy Dmitri results in Sergei waking up restrained, weak, in unfamiliar surroundings, he’s convinced that someone is trying to take down Kraven. Smut ensues.
✩ Sweet dreams | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 2k | ⭐🔥
When Sergei hears an odd noise coming from Dmitri’s bedroom during the night he decides to investigate.
✩ (Ask me to) Stay | Sergei x Dmitri | Mature | 6.5k | ⭐(🔥-ish)
After nearly a decade and a half apart, there are still too many things left unsaid. When Dmitri is kidnapped, he knows that help is not coming — until a certain Hunter happens to stumble across him.
✩ (Take it) Easy | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 5.1k | ⭐🔥
When Sergei is injured after a hunt, Dmitri insists on coming to help take care of him. But with Sergei’s stubborn refusal to sit back and rest, Dmitri may have to find alternative ways of getting him to listen.
✩ Hunt | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 4.8k | ⭐🔥
When Dmitri accepts Papa’s invitation to go on a hunt with him, the last thing that he expects is an encounter with Sergei.
✩ Make a wish | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 3.7k | ⭐🔥
When Sergei returns home to celebrate his birthday with Dmitri, he's greeted with an unexpected birthday gift - and a new tradition is born.
✩ Playing (for keeps) | Sergei x Dmitri | Explicit | 3.7k | ⭐🔥
When Sergei breaks his promise to take things easy while he’s on a hunt, Dmitri finds a more permanent way to remind him of who he belongs to.
✩ Look, I just wanna talk | Sergei x Dmitri | T | 2k | ⭐
When Dmitri is kidnapped (yet again), he gives the same line he always does; Papa does not pay ransoms. It turns out Nikolai isn't the only one with enemies willing to kidnap the youngest Kravinoff in order to make a statement...
✩ (For your own) Good | Sergei &/x Dmitri | M | 1.6k | ⭐/🌠(🔥-ish)
Worried about Dmitri's mental health following Nikolai's death, the two finally sit down to talk, and Sergei decides to take matters into his own hands.
Misc
✩ Just say (I am yours) | Dmitri x Reader ~ Sergei x Reader | Mature | 3k | 🌟(🔥-ish)
When Dmitri’s club is attacked, you see him take cover and make the mistake of trying to come to his assistance. Nikolai, still on edge, decides to take matters into his own hands. Can Dmitri find the nerve to protect you as you sought to protect him?
✩ Price tag | Dmitri x Reader ~ Nikolai x Reader | Explicit | 4k | 🌟🔥
Nikolai hears that Dmitri had got himself a little gold digging girlfriend. He decides to take matters into his own hands.
✩ Heart of the matter | Teen!Sergei & Nikolai | Teen | 1k | 🌠
When Sergei is called into Nikolai's office after the events of his hunting accident, Nikolai wishes to impart a lesson Sergei can never forget.
✩ Terms | Nikolai x Reader | Mature | 1.5k | 🌟(🔥-ish)
When Nikolai hires you to do a very specific job, he expects results. Failure to bring Sergei back into the fold has consequences.
✩ (I'm going through) Changes | Dmitri | T | 300 | 🌠
Dmitri tries to cope with captivity and the loss of his finger.
✩ Waiting | Sergei & Reader; Dmitri & Reader | T | 1.1k | 🌠
Sergei unexpectedly joins you and Dmitri on a night out.
Headcanons
✩ Aftercare with Sergei | Sergei x You |✨
✩ Soft!Dom, Dark!Soft and Daddy Sergei | Sergei x You ✨
✩ Sergei & Reader love languages | Sergei x Reader (First Time universe) ✨
✩ How Bullet Train and Kraven could be the same universe 🌠
✩ Dmitri (and brother Sergei) HCs 🌠
✩ Dmitri HCs part 2 🌠
Hello! I started following you recently, and I really liked your stories. Especially "No where to Hyde" I was curious, and I wanted to know if you still plan on making a part 4 for the story? I know it's pretty old, like, over two years since you posted it, but I liked it so much and I was really curious to know if there would be a sequel.
A part 4 is still on the table. I’ve been watching the new Wednesday episodes so Tyler has piqued my interest again.
Works been really hectic so I haven’t had much time or motivation to sit down and write. I hope I can have an update for everyone soon.
I really appreciate your support. Thank you for engaging with my content.
Haii lovely im new to ur page and I just finished reading chspter 3 of ur goldilocks series and im so obsessed and can't wait till the next chapter do you have any sort of realse time frame for the 4th chapter? I crave more so bad 😭💔
Hi - thank you so much for your support. I appreciate you reading my work.
I really don’t have any sort of timeframes. I’m very unorganised and unreliable in that category. I think some reasons have been waiting for part five of No where to Hyde now for 2 years. Not good 😬
I am trying to update things as I go so hopefully the next update will be soon.
Hii I know I already commented but I just saw your post about tagging. Can I please be tagged in the Goldie locks 141 story?! When Part 3 is released please!
Warning: Descriptions of female anatomy, negative conceptions about anxiety/panic attacks, medical scenes, depictions of cuts/injuries, etc
Shit.
They had definitely heard that floorboard creak. The sound practically bounced off the walls in the almost silent cabin.
You heard the shuffling in the kitchen come to a stop. Before it had sounded like the group of men that had invaded your dwelling were rifling through the cupboard, searching for something. Now it seemed as if they were all unanimously holding their breath, waiting for another sound to pass through the cabin.
For another few moments you freeze. Hoping they think the sound was a byproduct of the old wooden cabin you all found yourself in, not you creeping down the staircase.
You heard shuffling again in the kitchen and assumed they resumed their searching. You take in a slow, deep breath. Trying to stay as calm as possible. You need to remember your training from Gunner and everything that you learnt before Miasma.
You let your diaphragm relax, lungs expanding and eyes focusing. You take a deep breath through your nose, allowing your head to clear and you to focus.
The front door is your target. All you need to do is get down the stairs, creep across the entry way and unlock it. From your place on the second floor, you can see over the banister that four sets of black boots sit on the mat by the front door. If you can make it down the stairs and slip on a pair of boots you should have some protection against the snow and stone outside. Maybe the men came in some sort of transport, you think.
A part of you knows you’re kidding yourself thinking you can slip out the front door undetected, but you have to try.
Moving in the balls of your feet you slip down the stairs. You stay in the middle of the steps, cushioning your feet on the red carpet running up the staircase. Once you reach the bottom, you press yourself against the wall. You take another silent breath.
You just need to make it to the door. Just a few quick steps and you’ll be there.
The words seem hollow now knowing that the four intruders are just next door to you in the kitchen. But you have to try.
You rush to the front door. With one hand you grab two boots, with the other you pull frantically at the door. As it opens and the light from outside pours in, a gloved skeleton hand slams it shut.
The Goliath’s body crowds your own as he pins you to the door. One gloved hand grips the back of your neck, making you seize up on the spot, the other trails down your hip.
You can’t help the shout that falls from your lips as your chance at escape is foiled, “No!”
Your arms are pinned behind your back soon after. The action pulling at your shoulders and reawakening one particular nasty gash on your side.
“That was bampot of you Bonnie, thinking you could sneak out under our noses.” The man with the Mohawk chides in his thick accent. He learns against the small fireplace in the main sitting room.
Now all the men are either sat or stood around you. Some with grim looks, others ticked off, all of them intimidating to you.
You sit in the middle of the sofa. Your hands are now tied together in front of you in white climbing rope. After your struggle with the skeleton man, there had been a flurry of action from the other men. A moment or two later after the Goliath has pinned your back to his front, their leader faced you with the rope in hand. You suspected it had come from one of their bags. The rope would blend in to the terrain here.
Sat in little apart from your oversized boxers and white T-shirt, you waited for their next move.
“We aren’t that bad love. You didn’t need to run off in nothing but your skivvies.” The pretty man tells you. He sits in one of the chairs off to the side, his brown eyes piercing yours. The longer he looks at you, the longer you think they might be hiding some flecks of green beneath.
“Being in your skivvies doesn’t matter if you’ve got a rendezvous point nearby,” Skeleton man spits. “You’ll tell us straight if there are more of you round here, right now.” He stands near the window, periodically looking out and checking for signs of life in the vast white.
The man in charge, sits with his ankle over his knee. Calmly, he raises his hand, “Easy Ghost, I’m sure the girl was just scared. Four big men breaking into the house, waking up to finding them looking at her.” His voice is soft, it almost pulls you in. Yet you detect a danger underneath it, like some kind of pitfall.
“Now, I seem to recall we needed to look at those injuries,” The man pulls a small first aid box from the side of chair he sits on, something you didn’t see before.
“I told you I’m fine.” You try arguing and move back on the sofa as an effort to make yourself smaller.
“It seems your story just doesn’t add up lass,” Mohawk starts “Were ye captive or are you a wee liar?”
“Be a good girl and let us take a look.” Pretty man tells you, looking ready to pounce at the first sign of you trying to escape again.
“It wouldn’t take much for us to force you, it’s better this way love.” The man in charge tells you.
A moment passes, tense. The air is charged with, something. You decide that even though you don’t want to bare anymore skin than needed to these men, doing it yourself is better than having them do it for you.
“Fine.” You spit. Words holding more attitude than any of your previous exchanges.
You slowly move your rope bound hands to the bottom of the oversized T-shirt. You pull it up to just below your breasts, baring some large bruises and the nasty gash that isn’t quite healing.
“See love, was that so hard?” The man in charge taunts. “Now all the way off.”
Your eyes bulge, “Absolutely not! I have nothing underneath.”
“And how good of you to think we would care.” Skelton man snarks.
“I am not taking my top off in front of you all. Just pass me the first aid kit and I’ll sort myself out.” You say indignantly.
“Well, it seems we’re at a bit of an impasse.” With a motion of hand from the man in charge, the skeleton man is stalking towards you.
You bolt from your chair only to be tackled by the pretty man. Rough hands are pulling up the white T-shirt, higher and higher. Finally, it’s over your head and on the floor. You let out a squeak and press yourself to the nearest surface, which just so happens to be the pretty man.
“Looks like ye got a friend, Gaz.” Mohawk laughs.
You keep your face down and cling tightly to the man, using his body to save your modesty.
“Well this won’t do, can’t clean her up like this Price.” The skeleton man grumbles.
Your grip on Gaz doesn't loosen as the men plan their next move. Your mind is running at a mile a minute and you feel your head getting gradually lighter as your breathing becomes quick and shallow. A panic attack? No, you were better than that, stronger than that. Gunner had told you so.
Amongst the arguing of the men around you, your mind wanders. Back when you were younger, much younger. When you were just a girl. A girl, who didn't fully understand how much her life would change. Your father had just been murdered in the house you had made into a temporary base as you ran from your mother country.
Armed men broke in, found your father and killed him. At seven you were unable to do anything to help. Only capable of sitting in the dark wardrobe and keeping quiet.
After a few hours, when you were sure the men had left, you crept out from the closet. In your hand you nursed a small teddy, still soft and gentle looking. On the floor you found your father.
Your mind blocked out a lot from the rest of that day. Small fragments of murky memory sometimes prevail through the darkness when you think hard enough. In the mirrors of your mind you see yourself curled up to his side, oblivious to the smell of the decaying body your father once owned. Later in the memories Gunner finds you, rips you away from him before burning the house that he lies in. He made you leave your teddy in the house that day, something about destroying evidence, something a child wouldn't understand.
When you sobbed and cried and yelled for it back he berated you. Told you to grow up. And that's what you did for the next 15 years.
"Look at what you've done to her boys, she's bleeding now", The man in charge tells the room as he lights up a cigar.
"She shouldn't struggle so much then Price", Skelton answers with snark.
"Can't have her bleeding all over the place Captain. We can at least try to clean her like this", The man you now know as Gaz rumbles lowly, trying not to frighten you anymore.
"You're too soft Gaz, could be a enemy spy for all we know and you're sat cuddling her like a kid". Skelton spits through his balaclava.
Gaz sighs, "The girls clearly frightened by us and stripping her down hasn't helped. The poor thing is panicking, look at her".
"Could just be an act". He spat in response.
"Give off Ghost, where's that kind and loving side to ya we all know?". The mohawk laughs as the Skeleton man, Ghost, gives him an incredulous look with his pale blue eyes.
"Enough of this. Ghost, Soap, go and clean up". The Captain orders them.
They both turn to Kyle who holds you and look like they want to make an argument to stay but after a few seconds decide against it.
Price puts out his cigar and moves closer to Kyle and sits down with the first aid kit on a chair next to him.
"Now I can't promise this won't hurt like a bitch, but most of these look pretty deep love and if you don't want them infected, I'll need to wash 'em out. Okay?" He doesn't wait for an answer from you before he grabs a bottle of saline water, soaking a few cotton balls with the stuff.
"Hold her steady Kyle", two arms wrap around you, one at your neck and the other at your ass, effectively pulling you closer to the man and trapping you against his body.
It feels like acid being poured into your cuts and wounds. The feeling makes your vision go white and a hiss to escape from your gritted teeth.
"Easy girl. take it easy" You find the advice hard to listen to when the very man sets your skin alight with salty water and cotton.
He continues cleaning to the sound of your whimpers and moans of pain. When he attends to the deeper cuts you try to fight and wriggle away. It proves pointless for you, but the movement prompts a rush of blood to Kyle's cock, not that you notice in your haze of pain and continuous movements.
"Right, get her on her side" The captain commands. Kyle forces you to the side on his lap. He locks one arm around your breasts and grips around your arm at the other side. His second arm goes to securing your hips to his best he can.
"This ones deep. Might even need Ghost to come and do the stitches." The thought of the gruff man poking you with a needle in the name of medicine does not appeal to you in the slightest. That must have manifested on your face as it cases the Captain to laugh.
"Alright lovie, lets get it cleaned and wrapped and see what it's like tomorrow. You'll just have to be careful." He tells you as he gets back to work. Now wrapping certain parts of your torso in gauze where he deems it's needed.
"Maybe save your escape attempts for when you can bend to the side without needing a doctor afterwards." Kyle tells you.
You roll your eyes at the wall in front of you. A particularly rough swipe of the cotton ball causes you to yelp. You twist your head to the Captain who holds his hands up to apologise, but there's something underlying in his eyes, a glimmer of enjoyment. What a sadist, you think.
"Right move her so I can clean her front".
You found yourself moved again. This time with your back to Kyle. His arms lock around your breasts and hips. Your eyes meet the Captains. Once again his eyes assess you, your face, your body, your injuries. Reading you, observing you, trying to figure you out.
"They don't seem as bad on the front." He muses, the notion causing you to scoff at his nonchalance.
Again he cleans any cuts he finds with the cotton balls. Taking care to gentle pull and stretch any skin around your abdomen to best clean the wounds. That's what you tell yourself anyway as you try not to focus on his hungry gaze when he touches your skin.
He takes one of your legs in his large palm and holds it straight, looking for further injuries. Then he takes the next and does the same. He must not find anything worth a swipe with the cotton ball but his hands remain on your legs, slowly creeping up your thighs. Softly, he rubs circles in your thighs with his thumbs, watching your face as it contorts to confused to the slightest bit relaxed. Then he abruptly pulls back, grabbing the oversized T-shirt from the floor and helping Kyle to slip it over your head.
When you've sat down again the Ghost man appears at the door. The Captain turns to him and smiles.
"How do you feel about taking the night watch Ghost?"
The pale blue eyes behind the balaclava dart over to your form. Watching you as you squirm on the sofa.
So, It's pretty obvious that I'm an avid fanfic reader and writer (even if I never post any of it), and I often have plot bunnies pop up into my head outta nowhere. Most of them never get anywhere except saved in a prompt list I have in a file for inspiration if I need it, but it tends to collect a lot of metaphorical dust. This time, however, I decided to shake things up a bit by issuing a challenge to some of my favorite authors!
Feel free to pass this along and invite some of your favorite authors to join the challenge, if you want.
Finally, here's the challenge!
Your top three favorite characters, from any story, have been suddenly somehow transported right smack dab into the middle of your living room. Yours, not any of your characters. They know you. They know what you've written about them. However, they are not offended or disturbed. Instead, they're flattered, they're amused. What kind of shenanigans are they going to get up to in the real world and what are you gonna do about it?
Do with this challenge as you will. If you wanna write crack, go nuts! If you wanna make a fluff piece, make a fluff piece! If you want to write a soulmate fic, bring on the feels! If you want to write a dark romance, write a dark romance! If you wanna write smut, be as raunchy as you want!
Also, if you're feeling inclined, you could even write a part 2, where you end up being taken back into their world with them later!
I know I haven’t been posting for a while. I just haven’t been feeling very inspired and while I know this is very frustrating for those of you invested in various series and wips, I hope you can understand.
I only want to bring you the best and I’m struggling to do that recently. I appreciate every like, reblog and message. Knowing people like what I write is really lovely.
It would be great to know what you would like to see next.
Thank you for your support on some of my recent posts. I really appreciate all your engagement. I know a lot have you have commented to be tagged in upcoming posts.
I don’t have tag lists or tag people in new work. I haven’t found an easy way to do this and it’s a lot of admin so I chose not to do this.
I would however be happy to respond to your asks when the next part is posted. So if you are wanting to be notified about next parts, please send me an ask along the lines of “please can you tag me in (whatever series it is) (and the part it will be)”
This would really help me and it means I’ll be able to keep you all updated.
I just wanted to post this to let everyone know so no one thinks I’m ignoring them or anything.
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