I l i k e g a r l i c! (Liam x Smart!Badass!Human!Fem!Reader)
*so obviously by this point you can realise these are really old requests cos i was a lazy bum and frogot about my hobby for so long, so now i'm finally giving every request a shot*
You were a big fan of the Twilight franchise for such a long time, ever since the movies first came out you looked for the books and read them as well. Everything about it made you just fall in love with this idea of fantasy creatures lurking into the human world. You started going hiking more often, always hoping for something magical to happen to you. Always had this thought in the back of your mind that someone from the woods might be following you so you always tried to act as seductive as you could. Of course, those were just silly thoughts but you still enjoyed your way of displaying yourself and how you acted.
You could say you were kind of a hipster, mostly because you tried all those out of fashion clothes because you sure as hell weren't gonna go with the trends. You liked being unique so your clothes proved that! You wore vinteage clothes before it became cool so of course you got mad when it became mainstream and everybody wanted to try the mom jeans and the baggy shirt, the grandma dresses. How you hated these people for depriving you of your uniqueness. Well, at least you are not getting any dirty looks anymore. People actually appreciate your sense of fashion more.
Today you decided to go for a late night hike since it was a full moon and you decided to go wiccan since it seemed as a more peaceful religion and an eco friendly way of living. Or so you believed, it was still a new thing for you. You didn't know exactly what was it fully about, but you wanted to learn about it as you went. You were wearing a grey t-shirt with a pentagram on it, a dark green checkered skirt with black tights and a brown checkered flannel. You completed the look with a pair of black combat boots, some silver rings with big onyx in them and a black choker. So fashionable! You had a red candle lit up as you walked around the woods, to use natural light and stay as far away from the curse of technology. As you were walking, you came near a river. The moonlight was glossing over the surface making it look very smooth, even though it streamed down.
"So beautiful.." You dared to say aloud, making sure to let mother nature how amazing it is. Just as you said that you heard a rustle. Startled you turned around, fearing that some wild animal was coming after you. As you turned, you stepped on a slippery rock and while trying to catch yourself from falling, you dropped the candle. Now you were in pure darknes.
Was everything this scary on your way here? You were having second thoughts about your new interest in this religion, finding more reason to blame it for a potential death. Another rustle could be heard and you let out a gasp. You covered your mouth and stopped dead in your tracks. A hum could be heard. Someone was humming a song. It wasn't a familiar song, it sounded so eerie, especially because the person who was humming had a deep voice. It sounded peaceful, yet, so full of sadness and dread.
"Who's there?!" You asked, now cursing yourself for being this dumb in such a situation. The hum suddenly stopped. Here goes nothing, you already spoke so what more harm can it do now. "I know you're there! Show yourself!" You were shaking uncontrolably.
"You can stop yelling, I'm next to you. Huff!" As he said that, the stranger blew in your ear. You crouched down yelling while covering your ears. "Hey! Calm down! Jeez, I didn't mean to scare you! God damn it.." He took a few steps away from you.
"Please don't kill me!" You yelled as you tried to back away.
"I am not going to kill you." He sighed. "Just.. what the heck is someone like you doing alone at night in a dark forest?!" He seemed kinda mad.
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