(!Cover art not mine!)
Y/n wondered the dark forest, not knowing how she ended up there in the first place. She didn't want to admit it in any way, but she was lost.
"Are you lost?" A deep, dark voice came from the inky forest showing a mere silhouette.
"I'm Not Lost."
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•Ok, so you are a girl in this, but you can mentally change it if you'd like. I'm not stopping you.
•I'm not choosing what age you are in this book. Because, ya know.. use your imagination.
•The Beast is just going to be seen as a silhouette, but if i want him to be seen in the day or something. I'll make a more aesthetically pleasing version, because this is a fanfic.
(I made this because there's barely any 'The Beast x Readers' but i'm here now to fulfill your desires & dreams. I also made this because i'm randomly becoming obsessed with OTGW at the moment.)
Basics:
Y/n- your name
S/c- skin color
H/c- hair color
H/l- hair length
F/f- favorite food
F/d- favorite drink
F/c- favorite color
s o, enjoy this fanfic with the monster that triggers some people's trypophobia.
:)
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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