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The Erlking

"I love you, your beautiful form excites me;

And if you're not willing, then I will use force."

Inspired by Goethe's "Erlkönig" and Angela Carter's "The Erl-King"

- Coming soon

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Finally!! Part 2?! 👀

Teach Me To Sin

Thranduil x Reader

A/N: I normally don't even go here. Full disclosure, I got drunk one night, watched the movies and yelled at my friends about why they didn't tell me about it. Then I wrote this. Will shit be wrong? Definitely. I'm more of a dark/fragmented/trash fic writer and it shows. Anyway, there's angst and pre-smut here.

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One would think it's all so pretentious.  The distant sounds of revelry and boisterous melodies as dangers lurk beyond their borders.  How oblivious the ostentatiously clothed and inebriated guests truly were to things.  As the sun sets in Mirkwood, another feast is well underway with endless wine and loose tongues to follow.  The dense atmosphere leaves an unsettling feeling in your bones.

Tauriel says you're quite odd yet insightful.

"You fought well today.  I think we've earned our reward tonight."

The guard captain is intense and she is cunning.  Huddled in a corner away from the raucous laughter and incessant chattering, she pours you and herself full goblets of wine from King Thranduil's reserve.

It's stronger.  Spicier.

"If you keep giving me this, I'm afraid I won't be standing much longer."

"You've drunk this before!"

"Yes, and I still can't drink more than two before I'm stumbling over my own feet."

"And you're not stumbling... Yet..."

She pours more, then almost drops the bottle when you're both frightened by a looming presence with light hair. 

"I can't imagine you two are up to anything good if you're hiding in a corner amongst yourselves..."

Sighing in relief that it was only Legolas, both of your shoulders relaxed.

You silently toast and commence.

Tauriel finds your intolerance of Elven wines quite humorous, even after all this time.  That must be why she insists on handing you goblet after goblet at every feast.  Legolas recognizes when you've reached your limit and chooses an opportune time to began confiscating them before a disaster happened.

"I've barely given her any."

"She hasn't."

Legolas eyes the two of you skeptically.

An attempt to stifle your laughter doesn't go unnoticed.

He sighs as Tauriel does a relatively terrible job of sneaking another drink in your hand.  He's quick to retrieve it from your grasp.

"How anything in these halls are still standing with you two in the same room is beyond me."

He made you swear you'd see yourself straight to your bed.  No distractions.

It was a lie, of course.

Having imbibed on far too much wine, stopping for fresh air on the empty balcony is a welcome respite from the crowded ballroom.  The chilly air sent a shiver down your spine but felt soothing against your heated skin.

It becomes a habit.  Escaping to the shadows of moonlight during every celebration.

When you stumble across the Elvenking also seeking a moment's calm, it's not impossible to believe even the reserved King Thranduil might occasionally loathe the company he keeps.

Most times you skitter away before being discovered.  Others, your drunken sway, or loud laugh indicate your presence and then can't be ignored.  Those times you apologize profusely and stumble the palace halls to bed.

"One would think you'd be accustomed to it by now... If you had a modicum of self-control, you'd spare some of us the embarrassment of your uncouth behaviors."

It wasn't the first time you've been mocked for it, but hearing it from his mouth made a distinct feeling pulse through your veins that couldn't be attributed to wine.

"Tauriel insists I will one day.  I'm starting to think she just enjoys my change in demeanor."

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"Do you always take off during the night?"

"Not every night."

"Pray tell, what it is you're doing?"

"I'm well trained with a blade but not with a bow...  It seems I don't have a steady hand."

He offers a curt nod, steps aside, and allows you to proceed towards the fields.

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"...An untethered soul that yearns for peace amongst starlight is seldom unsettled when they reach stars and they too, burn..."

"Are you suggesting I'm untethered?  Mad?"

The cold, steady flatness of his words matches his stony gaze.  The King has had others thrown in the dungeons for their insolence.  Mindful of the repercussions of your words, you toe the line before you're possibly locked away to rot.

"Not at all, my lord.  I meant no disrespect, just thinking aloud."

"Perhaps burning amongst the stars is a suitable punishment for some."

"Perhaps..."

"With a mouth such as yours, I'm sure you'll meet a fitting fate sooner rather than later."

"I will burn, but not fortunate enough to ever reach the cosmos.  With any luck, on a pyre and thrown into the sea.  At least then I can echo along the waves until the end of time.  As a mortal, I'll be buried and long-forgotten..."

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That was the drunken interaction that ultimately led to this clandestine affair.  Who knew conjectural queries over one's afterlife would result in a strange liaison with the King.

Oscillating between trepidation and arousal, dwelling somewhere between a perverse symbiosis - rumpled sheets surround your naked form as the edge of your steel blade is nestled against your throat, nearly piercing the skin.

Nimble fingers grip the dagger's hilt with force.

"Tauriel mentioned you favored this one."

Silvery crepuscular beams of moonlight illuminate scant parts of the bed-chamber.  The King feels this unusual arrangement is to be concealed in the veil of darkness.  It's for the best.  You feel bare skin between your thighs.  His warmth is felt in places not yet claimed.  It's the first time, you realize, that King Thranduil wholly unmasks himself.  Clothing, intents, and facades.

It's a peculiar appetency that ignites the flames within him.  King Thranduil's proclivities exist only within the shroud of his chamber. 

Many nights you've been on the receiving end of his lewd interests.

What started with juvenile spanking elevated to strikes on your bare ass with his staff.  That led to blindfolds and being bound and whipped with other various objects.  He takes utmost pride in his self-discipline.  It's why even after such encounters you're still untouched.  No one is deserving of the King's unwavering affections.

"Do you surrender?"

It's a clash of wills and both are vying to be the victor.

A perilous game that's been played and lost countless times.

Defiantly raising your chin causes the blade to skim too comfortably against your skin.  The almost imperceptible twitch of the King's hand didn't sever the glacial gaze he's scrutinizing you with.

"Press down, my King.  Slice until you catch the bone.  I can assure you, that whom you seek won't be hiding under my flesh."

"Do not speak to me as if you know what I desire."

"We're wielding our weapons of choice.  You have my blade, I have my impertinent mouth."

"It's ill-advised to be as brazen as you are... A brutish king would have your tongue cut out."

"Then I humbly thank you for your kindness.  I know it's not freely given."

"You will thank me...We can start with that wicked tongue.  I would take great pleasure in seizing your strongest attribute.  Then maybe those idle hands will be next? I hear appendages snap like vegetables when you bite into them."

The blade deftly grazes alongside your face.

The unexpected weight of his body shifting to lay atop of yours is jarring, but not unwelcome.  What's most unnerving is what is currently nestled against the private area between your legs.  There's endless gossip amongst many an elleth and ellon ​alike about the King and his impressive asset.  He undoubtedly has no intentions of bedding anyone, try as they might.  You play the role he asks of you within the confines of his private walls but uncertainty has now jeopardized all the moxie you mustered prior.

Your heart pounds too loudly.  It echoes in your ears.

"Have you ever truly hungered for something?  Something that no matter what you do, you're never sated?"

"I suppose everyone desires things they're not meant to have..."

The pounding becomes an incessant static whirr.  It becomes hard to focus, which could prove beneficial, considering your predicament.  When you feel warm breath against your face, it's King Thranduil's stark eyes that captivate you.  They're beautiful and terrifying, like a turbulent storm awaiting to drown unsuspecting prey in their depths.

"Where would you start?" You try to remain impassive, but the beautiful eyes staring into you are burning wildly with passionate destruction.

"Perhaps the head, to watch you struggle and slowly suffocate.  However, if I started at your pretty toes and worked my way up, I can see the fear in your eyes as you sink into me..."

It was titillating how effortlessly he maneuvered the dagger up the expanse of your body without scraping an inch of skin.

"I think you'd prefer watching me watch you..."

A low mirthless laugh hums in his chest.

"I think I would like that."

"If it's what my King wishes, then I am honored."

"Then I can keep you within me forever.  You would always be apart of me."  Blade now abandoned, his fingers trace the curve of your jaw.  Complying with his order of restricted contact, the wadded sheets in your hands bear the brunt of your punishment.

He's unhinged.

He knows this - he acknowledges the reality.

But there's an invisible war that rages on within him.

He shouldn't want.  Shouldn't be so selfish as to implore such things.

But you're so receptive and willing to pacify the monster that prowls under his crafted glamour.

"Can you fill the absence in me?"

It's an unreasonable plea when every soul pales in comparison to hers.  And will forever overshadow all others.

Yet.

There's anguish in his supplication that makes you almost empathize with him.  The fragility of his sanity may be as delicate as finespun glass and the slightest provocation may lead to your demise yet there is no fear...

Are you just as mad as he is?

Ragged breaths burn with each intake.  Hearts beat rapidly in silent measure.

Would a solitary taste quell the voracious beast bustling deep in his core?

Would it thrive on your adoration or your desperation?  Be nourished from your revulsion?

He chides himself for craving your touch.  For allowing himself to be intoxicated from your indelible scent.  For wanting to burrow into your pliant body because your cunt is tempting him in ways long forsaken.  The vestiges of his self-control are gossamer fine and he's battling not to singe the threads.

He'd annihilate himself before surrendering.  Or so he says.  However, touch is synonymous with destruction, and his downfall lies in the sodden heat his cock is strained against.  He can't risk an indissoluble bond just because he's being enticed by forbidden sentiments. 

But he wants.  It wants.

He craves to claim you.  To make his home in you.

The residual wine on your breath felt like a private invitation.  Interest piqued, vacillating between shame and lust, curiosity prevailed and his lips capture yours.  The exquisite taste of your mouth pervades his own in unexpected ways.

His kiss is commanding.  Possessive.

He tastes of darkness and vice.

The graze of his teeth awakens a whole new sensation.  The formidable control he's anchored to shatters as your hips shift and sway.  Open wet kisses trail towards your neck.  Sucking, licking, and biting.  He pushes forward in tandem and bites down hard at your throat, suppressing the growl that threatens to escape from his mouth.

He's crossed the boundary.  He's too close.  And he wants - needs - to extinguish the flames before everything burns.

But your skin smells delightful and your breathy moans are enticing.

Each one sounds so much sweeter than the last.

Every tilt of your hips brings him that much nearer...

He tells himself to resist.  To stop before vast mistakes can't be undone.  He has enough regrets.

When he grips your throat with enough force to cut off your air supply, you know better than to struggle.  You wonder if he's feeling your pulse quicken under his deadly touch.  His stolid expression is frightening even under normal circumstances and right now you're questioning your fate.

"Get the fuck out."

The King moved away as though you were filthy or diseased.  The edge to his words was evident.  You dress quickly and quietly having done this numerous times before.  Eyes remain forward as to ignore his obvious disdain of your presence.

You're almost out of his chamber before his voice startles you out of your head and hands you back your forgotten weapon.  That's not a conversation you'd want to be having with Tauriel about why your daggers were in the King's private chambers.  You thank him, secure the blade back in its scabbard, and proceed on your way.

Pouring a full goblet of wine, the King stands proud in all his glory, watching as you walk away.  He calls for you a final time.

"Do not make the mistake of misinterpreting this as something more."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

"I would never sully myself by sticking my cock into an insignificant mortal."

You meet the King's gaze with a wry smile.

"Sleep well, King Thranduil..."

With a nod, you take your leave.

Unbeknownst to you, his monster had provoked yours.  He used you to stoke his fire and overlooked dousing your embers...

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Excerpt - Teach Me To Sin

He's unhinged.

He knows this - he acknowledges the reality.

But there's an invisible war that rages on within him.

He shouldn't want.  Shouldn't be so selfish as to implore such things.

But you're so receptive and willing to pacify the monster that prowls under his crafted glamour.

"Can you fill the absence in me?"

It's an unreasonable plea when every soul pales in comparison to hers.  And will forever overshadow all others.

Yet.

There's anguish in his supplication that makes you almost empathize with him.  The fragility of his sanity may be as delicate as finespun glass and the slightest provocation may lead to your demise yet there is no fear...

Are you just as mad as he is?

Ragged breaths burn with each intake.  Hearts beat rapidly in silent measure.

Would a solitary taste quell the voracious beast bustling deep in his core?

Would it thrive on your adoration or your desperation?  Be nourished from your revulsion?

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You want it darker

Moodboard/Soundtrack for an upcoming piece.

A beast devouring the rotting flesh in front of it, teeth sinking in skin that stinks of decay. It’s human flesh, I only realize seconds later. Shallow breathing and the sounds of moans disappearing in the mist surrounding us. The beast does not seem to notice me, too hungry for the flesh it doesn’t have to work for. The other beast does notice me, though. Blonde curls that still seemed to shine despite the fact there is no light for it to reflect. 
“It’s true what they say then, only the strong survive.”

Listen here

The Blackest Day / Lana del Rey “You’re deader than ever, and falling for forever I’m playing head games with you, got you where I want you” A Little Death / The Neighbourhood “She sought death on a queen-sized bed And he had said “darling, your looks can kill so now you’re dead”” Untill We Bleed / Kleerup ft. Lykke Li “Lights black, heads bang, You’re my drug We live it You’re drunk, you need it Real love, I’ll give it” Mad About You / Hooverphonic “Give me all your true hate and I’ll translate it in our bed, Into never seen passion, never seen passion That is why I am so mad about you” I Was Never There / The Weeknd “I’m on the edge of something breaking I feel my mind is slowly fadin’, if I keep going, I won’t make it” Genesis / Grimes “Home and I know, playing the deck above It’s always different, I am the one in love” Pretty When You Cry / Lana del Rey “Don’t say you need me when You’re leaving, you leave again” Madness / Muse “Come to me, trust in your dream Come on and rescue me” Old Money / Lana del Rey “And if you call, I would run to you.” I’m A Ruin / Marina and the Diamonds “Babe I’m gonna ruin you, if you let me stay” Haunted / Beyoncé “I know if I’m haunting you, you must be haunting me” Dark Paradise / Lana del Rey “Your soul is hunting me and telling me, that everything is fine But I wish I was dead” Night Time, My Time / Sky Ferreira “You said, “I don’t care what I’m thinking about But I’m thinking of you right now.”

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i have finally decided to create a masterlist that’s compatible on mobile!! happy nutting, queens! ✨LAST UPDATED: January 26th, 2021 

(tagging some hoes: @avesatanormalpeoplescareme @wroteclassicaly @theinevitableprophecy @blackfyrez @divinelangdon @sojournmichael @ritualmichael @nuke-em-from-orbit @isoldedax @venusxxlangdon @stupidocupido @alicecooper19 @sloppy-little-witch-bitch26 @ringpop-poppy@cocosfern @lvngdvns @starwlkers @obsessivenostalgicbaby @maso-xchrist @michael-langdon-appreciation @trelaney @cryptid-coalition @nu-tt @sodanova@langdonshell)

BOLD= PRE-SMUT 

BOLD ITALICS= SMUT

Study Break- Madison Montgomery X Reader 

madison decides it’s time for you to take a study break. // wc: 1.7k

Something Special- Winter Anderson X Reader

winter anderson will stop at nothing to recruit new members for her brother’s cult, even if it means seducing them. // wc: 1.7k

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1984 (i was too lazy to make a new header lol) 

Into The Heart Of Me- Xavier Plympton X Reader 

✨OUTPOST MICHAEL ONE-SHOTS✨

Red Handed- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael catches you snooping through his laptop. // wc: 2.7k 

Caught In The Act- Michael Langdon X Mallory X Reader 

u and mallory decide to get adventurous. langdon decides to join in. // wc: 2.3k

Repentance- Michael Langdon X Reader (Priest!AU)

you’re a sinner. luckily for you, michael langdon is willing to help you repent. // wc: 7.8k 

✨FIRE AND REIGN MICHAEL ONE-SHOTS✨

Undeniable- Michael Langdon X Reader 

you’re an intern at Kineros Robotics, where you meet michael langdon, who’s supposedly the antichrist. (un?)fortunately for you, michael takes an interest in you. // wc: 7k

Obedience- Michael Langdon X Reader

being the antichrist’s personal secretary is sometimes a lot more than you bargained for. not that you’re complaining. // wc: 1.6k 

✨SOJOURN MICHAEL ONE-SHOTS✨

Cleanse My Sins- Michael Langdon X Reader

you meet a disheveled michael langdon at a satanic congregation and feel compelled to invite him back to your house for some food and a shower, but that isn’t the only thing that ends up happening. // wc: 3k

✨HAWTHORNE MICHAEL ONE-SHOTS✨

Tempted- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael langdon won’t allow anything to distract him from his studies. or at least that’s what he tells himself. // wc: 2.5k

The Eighth Wonder- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael langdon is dangerously close to becoming the first ever male supreme, but it looks like he has competition. good thing michael likes a challenge. // wc: 7.5k 

Focus- Michael Langdon X Male!Reader

you ask michael langdon to tutor you. apparently, though, he has other plans. // wc: 4k

Heaven In Hell- Michael Langdon X Madison Montgomery X Reader 

michael langdon has come to save you from your own personal hell, and he has madison montgomery in tow. you both decide to thank him for his efforts. // wc: 5.1k

Sweeter Than Candy- Michael Langdon X Reader 

it’s impossible for you to resist michael langdon. especially when he’s just so goddamn sweet. // wc: 2k

Convince Me- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael langdon can give you what you want, but he sure as hell isn’t going to make it easy for you. // wc: 2k

Discipline- Michael Langdon X Reader (Teacher!AU)

you’ve violated dress code one too many times, and now you’re really in for it. // wc: 4k

✨YOUNG MICHAEL ONE-SHOTS✨

Good Morning- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael gets his first blowjob. // wc: 1.2k 

First Times- Michael Langdon X Reader 

michael loses his virginity. // wc: 1.9k 

michael langdon is a picture-perfect fuckboy, and, lucky for you, he’s also your stepbrother. how will you survive? // wc: 69.8k // a stepbrother!AU fic

PART ONE / PART TWO / PART THREE / PART FOUR / PART FIVE / PART SIX / PART SEVEN / EPILOGUE / PREQUEL PT 1 / PREQUEL PT 2 / PREQUEL PT 3 (coming soon!) 

PART ONE - FIRE & REIGN MICHAEL

with your life on the line as michael langdon closes in on you, the sole survivor of his vengeful attack on your coven, you come to realize that desperate times call for desperate measures. // wc: 2k

PART TWO - OUTPOST MICHAEL

after your first encounter with michael langdon, you cross paths with him for a second time. to your dismay, he has no plans to let you forget what happened. // wc: 4.4k

PART ONE - YOUNG!MICHAEL 

michael langdon tries his best to be good, but sometimes he just needs to be disciplined. // wc: 2.7k

PART TWO - HAWTHORNE MICHAEL 

michael langdon, boy wonder, has newfound confidence and power after going away to the hawthorne school. that doesn’t mean that he’s exempt from discipline, though, and it looks like he’s in need of some. // wc: 4k

you’re the epitome of a good christian girl. michael langdon intends to ruin that. // wc: 10.8k // a high school AU fic 

PART ONE / PART TWO / PART THREE 

PART ONE - HAWTHORNE MICHAEL 

you can’t stand michael langdon. michael langdon wants nothing more than to get under your skin. // wc: 3.1k

PART TWO - HAWTHORNE MICHAEL 

if michael wants to get under your skin, you decide two can play at that game. // wc: 3.4k

Interrupted- Duncan Shepherd X Reader

duncan takes a phone call during your date night despite promising you he wouldn’t. you decide to teach him a lesson. // wc: 1.6k

A Proposition- Duncan Shepherd X Reader

you and duncan shepherd have only one thing in common: you’d both do anything to preserve your reputations. // wc: 1.1k

Friends Close, Enemies Closer- Duncan Shepherd X Reader

you’ve never liked duncan shepherd. tonight, though, he’s finally had enough of your attitude. // wc: 3.2k

Promises- Jim Mason X Reader 

you don’t fit in with jim’s friend group. jim doesn’t fit in anywhere. but maybe, you can find solace in each other. // wc: 3.9k 

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.” (Hawthorne Michael)

“Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.” (Outpost Michael)

“Behave.” (Hawthorne Michael)

“Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.” (Outpost Michael)

“We’re in public, you know.” (Hawthorne Michael)

“Please, remind me again why we’re having sex behind a tree?” (Hawthorne Michael)

“I don’t know if I should slap you or fuck you.  -Why not both?”  (Hawthorne Michael)

“Does it hurt? Good.” (Duncan Shepherd)

“OoOf Michael telling you to be ready before it’s time to go and when he comes back you’re barely ready so obviously he’s gotta punish you. ;)))” (Outpost Michael)

“i want fire and reign michael to punish me after i fucked something up. like i want him to degrade me and just edge me till he knows for sure that i’ve learned my lesson 😣"  (Fire & Reign Michael) 

“how about outpost or hawthorn Michael (whichever u think is more in character for this scenario sksksk) eating your ass, but like, as a punishment.“  (Outpost Michael) 

“How do you think each of the Micheals would be like when eating you out a bih needs to kno..” (Outpost, Sojourn, Hawthorne, & F&R) 

Dom!Fire and Reign!Michael headcanons

Having your first kiss with F&R Michael 

Losing your virginity to F&R Michael 

“Xavier x female reader x Ray, getting caught by Montana and Brooke and Chet. Reader has handcuffs and a bong.”

can you write a little smut blurb for chet? ik he’s an ass but idec he’s hottt

KINK PROMPTS: 

Degradation / Voyeurism / Mommy kink / Face slapping / Boot licking 

SMUT ALPHABET PROMPTS: 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do) // O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc) (Fire & Reign Michael) 

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) // F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual) (Hawthorne Michael)

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) // W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice) (Fire & Reign Michael)

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) // C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person) // X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words) (Sojourn Michael)

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.) // J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon) (Outpost Michael & F&R) 

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Need help for my laser operation

A couple of hours ago I had my appointment at a hospital specialized only in eyesight and they confirmed to me that I have keratoconus. A disease that affects the cornea in a gradual way that occurs mainly due to rubbing the eyes too much. My doctor told me that the only treatment I can apply is a laser operation which is a bit expensive.

Here are some pics of the total cost for my first (and I hope is just one) operation writtited by my own doctor.

It’s written in Spanish because I’m South American specifically from Peru. The translation says that my first and most important operation per eye is 5.800 soles which to dollar change in my country is 1,606 dollars and unfortunately I need to have a operation on BOTH eyes which the final amount will be 3,213 dollars. I know, is a lot of money and I don’t even gonna go to public service because they would left me blind because is so bad (Public service here sucks).

So I know I’m probably asking a lot and this pandemic situation is not the best for many of us. But if you even could donate me 1 dollar I will thank you so much, any amount is well received ❤️

HERE’S MY PAYPAL

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“Now why would you want to do something silly like that?”

Michael + Madison crackship Part 1

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¡Confirmado! Emma Roberts dio a luz a su bebé con Garrett Hedlund

¡Confirmado! Emma Roberts dio a luz a su bebé con Garrett Hedlund

Emma Roberts y Garrett Hedlund / Fotos: redes sociales La actriz estadounidense Emma Roberts es oficialmente mamá, acaba de dar a luz a su primer hijo con su novio, Garrett Hedlund. Según el portal TMZ, Roberts dio a luz el domingo 27 de diciembre en Los Ángeles a un niño sano, a quien ella y su padre, su novio Hedlund, han llamado “Rhodes”. Además, informaron al portal que el niño pesaba…