Masterlist
Welcome to my Page and my Masterlist!
This is all the reader inserts I have written so have a read and let me know what you think!! If you thinking any pairings are missing, send them into my inbox and I’ll see what I can do!
Have fun!
KIROKAZE
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Xuebing Du
Cosmic Funnies

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Today's Document

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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tannertan36

titsay

Origami Around
Peter Solarz
Game of Thrones Daily
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Masterlist
Welcome to my Page and my Masterlist!
This is all the reader inserts I have written so have a read and let me know what you think!! If you thinking any pairings are missing, send them into my inbox and I’ll see what I can do!
Have fun!
All I Need (Part 2)
This is the second part to “All I Need”, if you haven’t read the first part it’s HERE otherwise this won’t make much sense! This is more about the training side of the fiction but don’t worry, the action will come in the next part! Let me know how what you think!
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The days that passed since the first training session with the shifters were met with dark and dreariness. The skies turned to a deep grey; thick with heavy clouds as the rain settled in with a vengeance. The once firm ground had become slippery and unpredictable whilst the small rivers that wove through the earth like veins had burst and overflowed, and neither the horrid weather or the heavy mood that loomed over the small town of Forks appeared willing to leave swiftly.
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Hello all!!
So once again I’ve disappeared but guess what I... a complete idiot and cultz did... I BROKE MY HAND🤦🏼♀️
A accident I should say, so my lack of activity as been due to the fact I can’t use my right hand, I’m still mending but getting better each day and I promise to be back soon!!
When is the part 3 of Baba Yaga? Are you gonna continue it?? 🥺🥺🥺
Defiantly am going to finish it, I’m about half way through!! Keep an eye out as should be finishing over the weekend!
Show Me Going
Rosa Diaz x Female Reader (If this offends you, don’t read, simple as.)
This is set during the active shooter episode, I’ve changed a few details but just a warning if this subject is a trigger. ENJOY.
Masterlist.
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“Come on Y/N, just a few more bits to fill in.” you mutter encouragingly to yourself, leaning back on your chair stretching out your back and fingers before rubbing your temples furiously in a desperate attempt to refocus on the computer screen in front of you but it was no luck, the new system the IT department had put in place took twice as long for warrants to be processed and approved as well as evidence to be categorised and assigned to cases which meant they take longer than average to fill out.
The atmosphere in the precinct was tense, the usually loud room with buzzing energy and laughter had fallen silent with nothing but the echoing noises of fingers tapping on keyboards, coffee being drunk and the constant noise of the printer working in overdrive to keep up with the demands drowned out the frustrated groans made by your co-workers.
Everyone had fallen into their own miniature slums, Amy had reverted back to “secret” smoking and chewing the ends of her pens violently – which has caused more than one ink explosion – Terry was working in overdrive to keep everyone in upbeats spirits, running himself into the ground in the process, whilst Charles focused all his energy into waiting hand-and-foot on Jake who had managed to hurt himself more times in the last few weeks than his entire career in the police force and had been ordered to desk duty sorting through old case files as well as the odd open case that crept up, the boredom of which had now caused him to become even more childish and irritating – something the Nine-Nine didn't know was possible – and was currently entertaining himself by creating paper-areoplanes and throwing them around the bullpen.
You're so talented thank you for sharing your work and honestly making the world a better place, you're amazing have a great day ❤️❤️❤️
You’re so sweet, thank you so much!!
Would love a second part of All I Need with Jasper Hale! I find it so hard to find really good fics with him and All I Need is so well written. And lovely idea of how they came to be together!
It’ll be coming soon! I’ve written the first half so keep your eyes peeled ❤️
Girl you okay? You vanished for a hot minute
A lots been happening recently and been doing a terrible job at keeping up with my page! I am sorry and promise I’ll be back real soon
Are you going to do a part two of, a job just for you? I really liked it ❤️ -🥺
It will be up soon! I started writing it then had a really smutty idea for rio so I’m trying to sort out either to do them as one reader insert or two !
i need more rio imagines IMMEDIATELY, there’s not enough of them 😭😭
I feel you so bad!! I’m in the process of writing a few so keep your eyes peeled!
#asks
“See You in a Minute” Part 2
Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader
Here is Part 2, this will become a three part otherwise it’ll be far too long!
If you haven’t read Part 1, read it here!
SPOILERS ARE INCLUDED, NON OVERLY MASSIVE. ENJOY.
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For the first time in years the Avengers Facility was alive with the people that had once called it home – plus a few extras. Fairy lights hung from the large windows as the stone tiled patio from the back of the facility to the large lake was decorated with glowing candles and beautiful flowers. Everyone stood at the edge of the lake in silence as they watch the reef of black and red flowers float across the surface.
No one wanted to speak, instead they all stood collectively – well, everyone except you – instead you had your black heels digging into the soft grass as you rocked gently on the home-made swim Nat had helped you build for Morgan a few years ago – back in the days you prayed Tony would visit the facility again.
You watched in a zombie-like-state at the water rippling in reaction to the reef and small lanterns placed on the surface, slowly distributing the calmness.
“Does she have any other family?” Tony's voice cut through the silence, his usually strong and authoritative voice came out no more than a saddened whisper. You could feel everyone’s eyes slowly drifting to look up from the ground at their feet and over to you, their gaze burrowing into your skin like hot needles.
“No, just Y/N,” Clint's voice signed heavily, “They were all each other had.”
All I Need.
Jasper Hale x Reader
I’ve made this so it can be a two parter if people want! Let me know what you think and I hope everyone is staying safe during this scary time, my inbox is open for anyone needing a chat.
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It started like the first snow of winter – light and gentle – nothing at first to be concerned with, the numbers of runaway teenagers and drifters gently began to increase, but just as innocent as the snowflakes appeared, it quickly became an avalanche as the bodies of workers around the coast and hunters began to appear in the vast woodlands surrounding the isolated town.
It wasn't until the echoing sound of a glass vase, smashing against the hardwood flooring, a single shiver travelled throughout your body as the whole room became slow-motion. The entire Coven turned it what would have been lightening speed – if your vision hadn't slowed – to face Alice, her large eyes, blinking rapidly yet somehow remaining blank and glassy – a wave of confusion and concern spread throughout the household as Edward's and Jaspers faces sunk with dread.
You gently touched Alice's hand but in her frozen state, only one word manages to force itself from your mouth. “Victoria.”
That single name confirms everything we all dreaded the most. Those drifters and runaway teenagers weren't just a coincidence. She was making an army, but not just a regular human army – an army of Newborns, the most powerful and cruel creatures to exist, they have no drive except to hunt and kill.
Carlisle’s eyes flicker towards Jasper and yourself as a aura of concern surrounded him. A familiar feeling blossoms in your chest as you stare at Bella and Edward, your eyes and face couldn't hide the glimmer of resentment towards the pair, if he hadn't bought her along that day, if she hadn't of been so numb to the danger, then we wouldn't of had to hunt down and murder our own kind, Victoria's mate – James.
“Y/N.” Edward speaks lightly, clearly breaking the rule about reading your mind.
His hand coasts across the skin of your upper arm but you pull away like his touch burned you.
“We need to start preparing,” Jasper said, taking the focus off you for a minute, “We all need to train and plan a location that'll work to our advantage because trust me, if we want to survive this, we'll need it.” Carlisle nods silently.
“Bella, you better go talk to Jacob, we'll need the help of the pack too.” you mutter, loud enough for the human to hear you before leaving the room in silence.
the peeta smut was really good! i loved it a lot. if you write for finnick, maybe if you have the time, you could write a really soFt smut for him. or even another peeta fic. i love my boys 🥺
I’m actually now writing a Finnick smut, it was going to be some what rough but I’m more than happy to make changes ☺️
you should write more peeta smut!! it was super good
Thank you :)
A Job Just For You
Rio (Good Girls) x Reader
I’ve started watching Good Girls on Netflix and haven’t been able to stop thinking about Rio and how goddamn hot he is so I wrote something... I’m looking to make a part 2 so let me know!!
Warnings - violence, steamy, no smut yet.
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Your phone rang, making you jump, snatching your phone from the bedside table you quickly scan the Caller ID – Unknown.
Signing heavily, you know exactly who that is, “Hello?” you spoke in the phone.
There was a short silence before a rough, Spanish voice spoke back, “Hey mama, I think we need to have a talk.”
Your heart sank to your stomach, quickly checking around for your boyfriend, Danny. You hide in the ensuite bathroom, locking the door behind you and putting a towel at the bottom of the door to minimise anyone overhearing you. “Now isn't a good time for a chat, Rio.” you replied sharply, carefully blotting the busted lip and examining your soon to be bruised cheek Danny had just given you, hissing in pain at the sting.
“This isn't an negotiation, I've got a job for you.” he orders.
“Fine, I'll text the others.” you say.
He lets out a gentle chuckle, “No ma, just you.”
Your heart stopped for a moment, “Why?”
“No questions, I need you to go pick up a package, the directions and what you'll need to say are in your car.” And then he hung up.
“Fuck!” you groan, you can't ignore him, that how you ended up doing half the shit you'd done. Storming out of the bathroom, you grab your bag and car keys before sneaking downstairs, Danny is passed out on the sofa, a empty bottle of booze sat next to him, you thought about killing him but quickly shook the idea from your mind as you slip out the door, completely unnoticed.
The job was relatively easy, by now you had gotten used to having guns pushed in your face, you'd picked up the package and loaded it into your car, but as you drove back to the warehouse to meet Rio, you noticed a police car tailing you, the pain in your head and face suddenly disappeared as adrenaline shot through you at a dangerous pace. And it wasn't long until the lights and sirens pulled you to a stop at the side of the road.
“License and registration.” the female cop asked, her voice stern.
You smiled and handed over what she needed, your finger drummed on the steering wheel as she flicked through your documents occasionally peaking up at you and asking you questions that weren't particularly interesting to remember.
“What's in the trunk?” she then asked out of the blue, handing back your forms.
“Just some boxes and other bits,” you smile.
The officer nodded, “Will you please open the trunk.”
If you thought the amount of adrenaline pumping through you before was dangerous, you were surprised you are still conscious after the amount your body just released. You swallowed thickly and opened the trunk, holding your breath as she rooted through the items in your trunk before closing it and coming back to your side.
“Sorry for stopping you, routine check,” the officer apologised before smiling, “Have a safe night.”
Swallowing down the vomit that crawled up your throat, you watched the police car drive away into the distance before you started your car again and headed towards the warehouse, anger filled you as you pulled in front and killed your car, opening the trunk and sift through the boxes collected.
Nothing.
They are empty.
A small chuckle pulls you from the boxes as Rio leans against his car, a smug smirk on his face.
“You asshole.” you spit, slamming the trunk shut.
He pushed off the car as you stormed towards him, “Come on now – ”
The noise of your fist connecting with his face accompanied by your heavy breathing echoed through the silent night. Rio hardly reacted to your punch, he simply looked back at you, licking the blood from his lip, almost seductively and let out a small hum in appreciation. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and he grabbed your throat harshly, marching you backwards until your back hit the side of your car.
Swallowing tightly against the palm of your throat, you just stared back at him. His breathing was rugged, your stomach tightens in a strange knot and you can't help the heat erupting between your thighs. Rio studied your face closely, there was something about you that Rio couldn't put his finger on, usually he was great at reading people, their body language and their tone of voice, but you, he couldn't figure out and fuck, it frustrated him.
You were different from the other girls – especially your sisters, Annie and Beth – sometimes he wondered if you were even related when he saw you all together. They were, for lack of a better word, plain. You were spattered in a array of tattoos, but non you couldn't hide, your hair was coloured a dark blue with piercings decorating your ears and a silver hoop through the side of your nose.
And even with his grip on your throat tightening, you didn't look scared.
Rio's gaze dropped to your lips, he wanted nothing more than to see how you tasted but then he noticed the deep cut on the side of your plump bottom lip, “What happened to your face?” he asked, his spare hand gently touching the areas around your lip and cheek tenderly.
“Careful, Rio,” you smirk, a corner of your mouth turns upwards, “I might start to think you care.”
The gangster tutted at you, “Was it the lowlife drunk you call a boyfriend.”
raising an eyebrow, “How do you know I have –”
“Don't worry about that sweetheart,” he hummed leaning in close, his lips graze just below your ear on your pulse point, you could feel him smile against your skin as your breathing hiccups at the slight contact, “I'll be seeing you real soon.”
Within a split second, Rio released your throat and moved away from you, walking back to his car confidently with his signature smirk still plastered all over his face.
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“Earth to Y/N.” a voice suddenly cut through your daydream bringing you back to reality.
Blinking a few times you look up to see Beth standing in front of you, holding out a large glass of white wine, you smile and apologise, taking the glass and have a large gulp, the alcohol soothes your nerves. You hadn't told the girls about what happened with Rio but you did tell them what happened with Danny, Annie of course offers to kick his ass which you decline too.
For a while you all chatted about normal life, no money laundering, no dumping of dead bodies or selling cars for cheap, just normal life – what's happening with their kids, how Ruby's daughter is getting on with her new kidney, it was nice to feel just regular again, but it never lasts too long anymore.
Your phone beeped in your pockets, it's a message from Danny – Get home now.
Chewing the inner part of your cheek, you steady your heart rate as you say your good nights to the girls and head towards home, the alcohol had taken effect causing your body to heat up and your heart pick up it's pace. After unlocking the front door, you grasp the key in between your fingers.
“Honey, we're home.” a familiar voice echoed through the flat, “We're in the dining room.”
Oh fuck, you thought as you dumped your bags at the door and walked through to see Danny and Rio sat at the end of the table, Rio is plastered in bruises and blood but he's nothing compared to Danny who's right eye is swollen shut, his lip is busted and bleeding from a large collection of cuts. On the table was Rio's golden gun.
“Are you here to kill us both?” you ask, dropping your phone onto the table.
Rio smiled, “No babygirl, I'm here to give you an opportunity, I ain't killing nobody.”
The man stood up and walked over to you, collecting the gun on the way past, as he stood in front of you, his breath fanning your face as his eyes gobble up your image, the low cut top you're wearing gives him a perfect sight. His hand grazes your bottom lip, examining the slowly healing cut before moving to look at your cheek.
“I'm going to teach you,” he whispers in your eat, passing over the gun into your shaking hands, he slips behind you, the front of his body pressing into your back, Rio's hand grabs your hip as your ass grazes against his crotch, you can feel him tense behind you as he moves your hips to correct your stance, cupping his hand around yours he raises the gun in front of you, then the hand on your hip trails up the side of your body, across your chest to your chin were he moved your head so you were looking right at Danny.
His warm lips graze against the shell of your ear, “And now all you have to do is pull the trigger.”
Licking your lips, you hold the weight of the gun by yourself, your chest tightened as you aimed the gun at Danny, your hands shook. It was the first time Rio had seen a serious emotion on your face, a single tear trailed down your cheek as you drop the gun to your side.
“I can't, I want to but –”
“You’re a loser? A weakling, someone who everyone can walk over?” Danny yelled across the room, cutting you off.
You could feel Rio tense in anger behind you, but he stayed quiet.
“You think he's going to do anything for you?” Danny laughed, “You think he cares? No one cares about you!”
Everything just slowed down, you sniffed back the tears as your breath got caught in your throat, the sound of Danny yelling, you and Rio breathing turned into white noise, just a high pitched screech blocked out everything, except the sound of a gun going off.
The shattering noise brought everything back, you don't feel the pain in your arm for a few seconds, you just see blood and Danny's dead body slumped on the floor of your kitchen. Rio stepped round the side of you, a subtle smile on his lips.
“Well done mama,” he purrs as he takes the gun from your ridged hand and places it on the table, you find yourself unable to move from your spot, no feeling engulfs you, you just stand perfectly still. Rio kept a proud smile on his lips as he stands in front of you, pushing a strand of hair from your face, his chest heaving heavily in arousal.
Without any warning, you grasp the back of his neck, slamming his lips into yours.
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Fancy a part 2 of smutty goodness? Let me know.
Are you ready??
If you’re not, best brush up beforehand *wink*
Part 1
Part 2
See you soon.
My Salvation.
Peeta Mellark x Reader
Warnings; PTSD? Smut. Family/Friend Death.
I did change some facts in this just so it all could fit together, I love the Hunger Games so send more imagines if you want them!!
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The early morning sea was calm and peaceful, the gentle air carries the warm water plastering your face and dampening your hair, the golden sun peaked over the horizon, erupting a series of beautiful colours across the dim sky. Out on the sea is the only place you can breath easily, the song birds cleared your mind, the sea creatures beneath the surface swam freely helping to keep the demons at bay, for a while that is, the calm before the storm is something you'd grown accustom too and it's unsettling; and it isn't long until you hear the screams and then, the cannons.
The weighted switch blade in your palm rocks back-and-forth, glistening of the metal reflects in the sunlight as it moves. A few years ago the sight of a knife like this would of reminded you simply of your job on District 4's fishing boats, but now it carries an entirely new reality, the blood that coated your skin had absorbed deep and something you cannot wash off no matter how hard you scrubbed.
Engraved into the blade of the knife are the words, “Remember who the real enemy is.”