#Eija X Reader

[raewritesfiction]

Let me be your fantasy series - part 1 - I kissed a girl

A/N: I’m sorry this took so damn long. I wanted to make sure I got it right.

Plot: you are long term friends with Eija Skarsgard and after some drinking there is some experimentation. Reader is inexperienced with women while Eija is not.

Pairing: AU Eija x Female! Reader

Warnings: wlw pwp. Alcohol. Smut, oral, fingering, penetration with dildo. Talk of kink (bondage, filming, spanking, squirting)

Word count: 3,361

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The drinks had been flowing all night and it was just what you needed; you’d been talking about your terrible dating life with Eija whom you’d hadn’t seen for a good catch up in months due to your conflicting schedules.

“…no but that was the worst date… not the most embarrassing.” You state and finish your drink. “I’m gonna need another to tell this story…”

Eija obliges and happily pours out a large drink for you, making you a custom cocktail.

“Okay, I’m ready… I need to hear this.” She giggles.

“So I had a sort of…. Bed buddies situation with this guy. Now before I say anything else, you have to know that he’s ridiculously good looking and knows how to use it to his advantage. He has some kinks and helped me discover a few of mine. So I’ve been going to his place for some ‘play time’ for about three months, there’s no feelings though; it’s all just a way for us to let off steam. He’s seeing other girls and I’m seeing other guys.”

Eija nods and sips her drink while watching you intently.

“Well this one day I head over and he asks to record us. I say sure but if I ever find it anywhere except in his possession I’m gonna sue him. He agrees and says he just gets off harder from being filmed. Okay fine. So I am tied down to the bed with my legs up in the air..”

Eija raises an eyebrow at your candidness on the subject “ooh la la” stirring the ice in her drink with a straw.

“Yeah…I’m blindfolded and can’t see anything at all, he’s going at it, and yes we were always safe too, don’t worry… I’m on orgasm number four or five, my brain was mush at this point, he has a vibe against my clit while he’s spanking my ass enough to leave handprints. I am riding the high, it’s amazing… and I hear a quiet whisper. I don’t think much of it, we’re both being loud so I thought maybe he’s getting close and y’know can’t speak loudly. Not gonna lie, my pussy has been known to do that to men..”

Eija smirks and continues to watch you, crossing her legs towards you.

“But the whispering doesn’t stop and then I scream, I squirt and he lets out this rough moan I’ve never heard from him before, his hips stop and I hear…. Another voice.”

Eija’s eyes go wide “….what?”

You nod and down half your drink in one mouthful. “I hear an old voice…”

“Old? How old?”

“Well I shuffle my head and managed to free myself from the blindfold only to find his grandmother watching us from the doorway.”

Eija gasps and covers her mouth “WHAT?!” She looks shocked but can’t hold back a chuckle.

“Yup. He’s still inside me and I’m trembling from y’know… the orgasms… and she is stood watching us. The weirdest part is that he didn’t seem to care!”

Eija is full on giggling now, quite clearly picturing the scene in her head.

“So I yell at him and order him to untie me or at least cover me up and he starts to usher his granny out and tells her to close the door. She shuffles off, leaving the door open and over the following twenty minutes I discover this was her house, not his, she’s been home every time I’ve been over to play and yes she heard everything…”

You finish your drink “I have never showered so fast in my life, I left super quickly and then showered again when I got home for a good two hours. I felt the wrong kind of dirty!”

Eija is full on laughing at your horror story “I’m sorry, oh god I’m so sorry. I can’t help it!”

You sigh and shake your head “it’s fine… I can laugh about it now but at the time I had never felt so embarrassed!”

Eija tries to drink through her laughs and instead falls into giggles “but wait, he was filming all that!?”

“Oh yeah…. Yeah.” You nod and grumble “I told him to delete it and somehow it turned into him telling me it was the most fun he’d had in a long time and then I found out he liked the fact ‘someone’ could hear him….”

“Oh but…. His grandma?!” Eija screws up her face. “I don’t think I’d ever be able to look mine in the face again if she heard the things I did!”

You nod “yeah, well he’s apparently not normal in that way. He ended up blocking me on everything and calling me a judgemental bitch.”

“Wait…. What?!”

“Yeah… all because I wasn’t up for granny watching us again.”

“Wow… just wow.” She manages to finish her drink and offers another to which you nod quickly.

“Yeah. So what about you? Any embarrassing hook ups?”

Eija pours and thinks, as she leans forward her low cut dress flashes you a view of her cleavage, your eyes linger a little longer than they should have done before you look to her hand instead. You hope Eija hasn’t caught you looking but she fails to hide a smirk on her lips.

“Embarrassing? I wouldn’t say embarrassing but definitely awkward. I hooked up with a chick on holiday and her roommate returned sooner than expected…. She sort of just stood there and didn’t know what to do? I invited her to join us and she shook her head and quickly left.” Eija shrugs. “Can’t win them all!”

You giggle “well…. If I walked in on you having fun I don’t know if I’d know where to put myself!”

“Hopefully in the bed with me.” Eija winks and shuffles so her skirt shows more of her legs.

You half laugh and clear your throat, not knowing what to say “Maybe she wasn’t expecting to be invited to join and got flustered?”

“Maybe… that or it was the 10 inch strap on I was doing her friend with?”

You almost choke on your drink and cover your mouth “10 inches?!”

Eija nods and grins “she took it like a champ too, super hot to watch!”

You sip your drink and picture Eija in nothing but a 10 inch strap on, it’s a few minutes before you realise she’s speaking to you. “Hey… you disappeared on me. You enjoying wherever you were?” Eija smiles.

“Huh, oh… sorry. Yeah.” Yes, yes you really were enjoying where you were and the thoughts took you a little by surprise which showed in the flushing of your face. “Hey, can I get your opinion on a couple of dresses I got? They’re not my usual style and I’m really unsure…”

Where did that come from? Why did you decide to ask for Eija’s opinion on these dresses which were tight fitting and low cut with a high hem? Why were you wanting her to so badly are you in these dresses?

“Yeah sure, of course!” Eija smiles happily.

You decided there was no going back now and stood to head behind an old style dressing screen. Your open plan apartment was cheap but the downside was no separate bedroom to go and hide in while you changed.

“Okay, the first one is just a black dress… it’s tighter than I’m used to and I’m… I dunno…” you step out from behind the screen and stand with your hands on your hips.

“Wow!” Eija smiles and leans back a little to take you in. “That looks amazing on you!”

“Really? I’m… I dunno…” you repeat and run your hands down your sides.

“Spin around for me so I can get the full 360°!”

You laugh and slowly turn to which Eija whistles and whoops “daaamn woman!”

You blush dark and smile “so it looks okay?”

“Absolutely! 10/10! And the dress isn’t bad either!” She winks.

You grin and duck behind the screen again “this one is very summery…” you change and step out in the yellow and ditzy print dress which barely covers you.

“Winner!” Eija’s eyes almost pop out of her head “holy shit you look hot!”

You cover your face and shake your head as you blush darker.

“Okay, 360°!” Eija bites her lip and watches you turn, her eyes switching from your chest to your ass and back again.

“It barely covers me!” You squeak.

“Oh I know and sweetheart it looks perfect on you!”

You play with the hem and pull it down a little only for your breasts to be uncovered further “oh god…!” You shuffle the dress and try to cover back up.

“Oh don’t cover up on my account!” Eija smiles. The alcohol was making her more daring.

“Eijaaaa!” You whine and sigh, not able to tighten the cord any further without cutting in.

“I like how that sounded.” She admits “you can whine my name any time baby.”

You snort out a laugh and pick up your drink to finish it; you weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or the compliments but you were feeling very warm all of a sudden.

“So uh, they look okay?” You ask for clarification.

Eija stands and walks over to you, stepping up to you slowly and making you back up against the small kitchen island. “Oh yes… but I think it’s the person in the dress that makes them look so good.”

“..oh? Uh…” you fumbled with your words as Eija looked over your figure. You’d never gotten so tongue tied with men before so why were you doing it now and with Eija of all people who you had known for years?

“Sweetheart I have had the biggest crush on you… since forever.” Eija admits. “Have you… ever been with a woman?”

“You have? I… n-no.” You shake your head. The thought had crossed your mind more than a few times and Eija did look stunning. You let your eyes look over her, really look and you swallow thickly with how close she is against you.

“Have you thought about it?” Her voice is quiet and she leans in a little.

“Yes..” you whisper and look at her full lips, so close to yours.

She smiles “May I kiss you? If you don’t like it we’ll never talk about it again…”

You nod a little “okay…”

Eija leans in and kisses you softly, her tongue flicks out across your bottom lip and you gasp, opening your mouth for her tongue to enter. Your eyes flutter closed as you lean on the counter top, your own tongue mimicking Eija’s.

She lets out a quiet moan and runs her hands up your bare thighs to your hips and then your waist, pressing against you and deepening the kiss even more.

As the kiss breaks your eyes remain closed and you lick your lips “wow…” you whisper. The truth always you’d never been kissed with such passion before. Lust, sure. But not passion.

“You like it?” Eija speaks against your lips.

“Oh yes…” you nod and open your eyes to find Eija’s looking into your soul.

“Would you like to do more?”

“Yes…” you nod again “my… bedroom is through that curtain.” You point to the heavy red drape that runs across a book in the open plan apartment.

Eija nods and takes your hand, leading you into your bedroom area, smiling at the king size bed. “Plenty of room…” she smiles and pulls you close, kissing you again while her hand threads into your hair. You hum and kiss Eija back, resting your hands on her waist and slowly moving them to her back.

You both hum and moan quietly into the kiss, another filled with passion and not just lust. Your tongues explore each other's mouths and Eija moves you to the edge of the bed before breaking the kiss. “Lay back..”

You do as you’re instructed and scooch back onto the bed as Eija crawls on between your legs. “You want me to stop, for whatever reason…. You say so.” Eija smiles and you nod “uh huh”.

“No, I need to hear you say it..”

“Okay, I promise.”

“Good girl.” Eija glides her hands up your legs, squeezing your thighs lightly and pushing the dress up further. You inwardly cursed that you’d put on care bear panties that day instead of your usual thong.

She smiles and pulls her hands back, moving them to her hair and pulling up and back into a ponytail. “They’re cute… sunshine bear.”

You grumble and cover your face “Sshh!”

“What?” She chuckles “they are! Besides, they aren’t staying on.” Her hands move back to your hips with one moving to brush over your panties slowly. Her thumb circles over your clit through the fabric making you gasp. You’d been teased before of course, but it was always about how fast your clothes could come off.

Eija licks her lips and watches your hands move from your face to lay above your head, her thumb moving down over you until your panties were wet through. She smiles and pulls them down your legs, throwing them to the floor “much better.”

You swallow audibly and comb your fingers into your hair as Eija moves your legs apart and dips down between your thighs; her tongue flicks over you slowly, the tip circling on your clit until you’re gasping. You lean up a little to watch her but are met with her hand gliding up your torso and pushing you back down to the bed “lay back and just relax…” she whispers and dips her head back down, lips closing around you and sucking lightly. You collapse back down onto the bed and grip at the blanket under you.

Eija slips her arms under your thighs and rest on your waist before moving up to massage your breasts. Her tongue and lips work over your pussy until your hips are moving of their own volition. She loosens the cord holding the dress over your breasts and pulls the cups down to free you so she could pinch and tease your nipples making you squirm and whine her name for the second time that day.

“Fuck…” you whisper and pant, Eija’s tongue not missing any part of you; she makes sure your folds and entrance are kissed, licked and sucked before going back to your swollen clit and sucking in pulses.

“Oh god..!” Your hips rock to Eija’s mouth while her hands knead your breasts, your nipples hard under her touch. “I… Uhm…”

Eija hums against you and looks up under her lashes at you writhing on the bed from her ministrations, she pulls away briefly and kisses your inner thigh “go with it baby…”

You whimper and pant heavily as her tongue flicks quickly over your clit, circles and flicks again, her lips close around you and suck in pulses again.

“Like that…. Keep doing that!” You moan and pull at the blanket “oh god… fuck…” you gasp and pant heavily, calling out as you cum. Your walls clench around emptiness but you feel your juices dripping down none-the-less. You whine as Eija laps over you through your climax, laying on the bed breathing heavy, the room spinning.

“Fuck!!” You exclaim and run your hands through your hair.

Eija crawls up the bed and straddles your hips, hands moving over you. “Feel good?”

“Yeah.. I… uh…. I’ve never cum from being eaten..” you chuckle. “That felt…. Amazing.”

Eija smiles and slips off her dress over her head, dropping it to the floor. You look over her figure, mouth open in awe. “Wow…” you move your hands to her thighs and glide them up over her figure, her own hands sit on your and guide them to her breasts, squeezing and kneading herself with your hands and teaching you how she likes to be touched. You tease her nipples with your thumbs, watching and feeling them harden under your touch. Eija’s moans were quiet and light with your touch, you pinched a little and make her gasp and move her hips.

You watch as Eija removes her lace panties and throws them to the pile on the floor; she knelt over you completely naked and you admitted to yourself the evening light coming through the window made her seem like a goddess.

She moves to straddle your thigh and lowers down onto your skin, rocking her hips along you. “You feel that?” She moans quietly.

You nod, you do feel that; she’s so wet that she glides her pussy along your thigh with ease. “Yes…”

“That’s just from eating you.. it turned me on so much…” she keeps her hands on yours and guides your touch on her breasts, her hips moving against you.

“Holy fuck…” you breathe out and watch Eija ride your thigh, you lift your leg a little to give her more contact and she moans louder, tilting her hips. “You look amazing..” she does and you don’t know why you’d never looked at her in this way before. Her both moved smoothly in one fluid motion with every roll of her hips and her moans became louder, her breathing quicker.

“I’ve thought about you so many times..” Eija admits. “Thought about eating you, my fingers inside you…” she moves a hand down and runs her fingers over you “wanted to hear you…

You gasp and move your free leg; her fingers move slowly over you, her touch light; nothing else was needed with how sensitive you were from her lips. You move your hips to her touch, in turn your thigh moving more against Eija. You both moan and Eija dips her fingers into you to tease, going back to circling your clit.

Eija arches and runs her free hand over your arm, your hands expertly ministering to her breasts and nipples while the angle of your upper arms pushes your own breasts together for Eija. She looks down at you and moans “god you look amazing!” She leans down and takes one of your nipples in her mouth, her tongue flicking and circling over you then repeating the actions on your other nipple, her fingers still working over you.

The lightness of her touch was almost too much, your leg trembled and twitched as her fingers worked over you. Your breathing hitches and becomes heavier with the sounds coming from Eija working you up even more.

“You sound so good..” you whisper and arch off the bed “I’m so close…”

She moans and speeds up her hips and fingers “me too…” she breathes and pants against you. Her breath feels hot against your skin, you can smell the perfume she’s wearing so clearly now and it mingles with the scent of sweat and arousal. Your senses are doing backflips.

“Eija…” you whimper and move your hips faster “oh god…”

Eija moves and pants against your neck, grinding her hips down against you “that’s it…” she whines and grips the blanket in her fist as she cums, moaning your name, her body tensing but her fingers don’t stop moving against you.

Your climax washes over you when you hear her moan your name and your hips lift to her touch.

You both lay breathing heavy on the bed, a tangle of limbs and whispers of exclamations and affirmations of how good the other felt. Eija eventually catches your lips and kisses you deeply with a moan.

After a time, both of you dozing against one another Eija smiles and breaks the comfortable silence.

“So… what’s it feel like being with a woman instead of a man?”

You chuckle and lick your lips “like heaven..”

She leans up on her elbow and strokes her fingertips across your collarbones “you think you’d like to do it again?”

“I’d very much like to do it again. With you.”

Eija smiles and leans her head back down against you “we can do that… sleep for now,” you nod and hum, you’d never felt so tired post sex before.

“You’re gonna need it..” she kisses your cheek as you fall asleep.

[minaofmayhem]

IMAGINE #7 - Jag älskar dig

A new request fort @grimmy59-deactivated20200601​. I love so much writing on Alex ! 😍 I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I do ! I’m working on other imagines with some characters played by Alex 😍

Summary : As the girlfriend of a Swedish guy, you want to be able to speak fluently in Swedish, even more now that you are invited to his sister’s wedding which means that you are going to meet all the family. 

Pairing : Alexander Skarsgård x Reader

Warnings : None, except some Swedish words (the translation is written nearby for a better understanding, I hope it is well translated).

A/N : Gif is not mine, credits to the owner. 

The first time Alexander told you about his origins, you found that fact really fascinating. It must be said, above all that, he was the first Scandinavian guy you ever met. You didn’t know why, at that time, but when you met him for the first time, on that opening of a new art museum, you immediately though that he couldn’t be American. Somehow you already knew he was different from the others and actually, he is.

The first time you heard him talk in Swedish with his family members on the phone, you realized that it was really a funny and lovely langage. Plus, you couldn’t stop thinking of his accent was making you thrill, more than his English accent. His voice was deeper even primal and it was sexy. 

When you confessed that, he was first a bit embarrassed - Alex is often blushing when you give him compliments ; a Swedish thing he explained once - but then he started to play with it and used Swedish words as nicknames for you : like “älskling” (dear) or “snygging” (handsome). 

After two years of relationship, you chose to try something that none of his previous girlfriends has done before. You decided to learn Swedish to be able to speak fluently with him and his family. And let’s be honest, when you’ve been in Sweden for the first time for Christmas last year, it wasn’t really funny to be the only one that didn’t understand a thing of the conversation and the jokes. But this year, you decided that it would be different ! 

When you told Alex about this personal goal, he didn’t say anything at first. You were lying comfortably in your bed, on a sunday morning, enjoying the dawn, in the warmth of the bedsheets, doing cuddles for hours.

“Are you ok? You don’t seem happy...”, you declared a bit confused by his reaction. You knew that he’d be a surprise for him but not a bad surprise...  

“Are you sure you want to do this?”, he finally said, looking at you with a serious face. You thought that he was a bit irritated but you couldn't really understood why. Did you do or say something wrong ?

“Yeah, I mean...you are Swedish. This is your language, your origins and if we go more often in Sweden, I want to be able to speak with your family. Plus, if we decide to have children one day in the future, I want them to speak both English and Swedish so...”, you hadn’t finished your sentence that Alex cut you off with a deep and lovingly kiss. You felt immediately reassured. 

“Jag älskar dig”, he whispered against your lips before getting on you for a passionate morning love session. 

And now, here you are, sitting at your kitchen table with many learn books open. You study since 8 months now and you are making really great progresses. It was of course easier when Alex was there cause he could talk with you in Swedish to practice and make you feel comfortable with usual sentences and expressions. But when he was away for a shooting, it was more difficult cause you couldn’t really practice so, on these times, Eija, Alex’s sister, helped you from time to time. 

“Hej baby”, Alex comes into the kitchen, hands full of groceries bags. He decided to went shopping to let you alone for a moment to study in a quiet place. He poses all his stuffs on the ground, near the fridge and comes near you tu put a kiss on your head.

“Hej älskar” (hey dear) you answer in Swedish, absorbed in your work. Alex smiles. At times, he says simple words in his mother tongue or in English for use you to talk easily into the two languages and you must recognize that it’s quite useful. But you aren’t really able now to stand a real conversation which is your goal.

“I morse ringde min syster mig”, (my sister called me this morning) he starts as he puts away the groceries in the cupboards and the fridge. You hold your head high, looking at him a bit confused, searching for the translation in your head. When it’s done, you think about your answer in Swedish, which asks some minutes.

“Ok och...vad ville hon?” (Ok and what did she want?), you slowly answer, concentring a lot on your accent. Alex turns around and leans against the kitchen furniture. He nods, showing you that’s correct. You go back to your work, doing your grammar exercices. 

“EIja ska gifta sig! I juli. Ceremonin ska hända i Stockholm. I kyrkan första och i sallfest efter religiös ceremonin. Den...”. (She’s going to get married! In July. The ceremony will take place in Stockholm. First at church and in a village hall after the religious ceremony). You stop working again when you understand that Gifta means getting married! You look at Alex, a big smile on your face. 

“Alex, we will practice our Swedish an other time”, you cut him off, excited about the new. “Did I understand it correctly? Eija is getting married?”. Alex laughs a bit at your reaction. 

“Yes, in July. It will be in Stockholm, of course. She wants a religious ceremony in the morning and then we will go in our village hall for the dinner and party”, he explains. You nearly jump on your chair. This was really amazing! You and Eija are quite close friend since the first time you met all the Skarsgård family. In general, they were all so kind and patient with you but you developed a special bond with Eija, the only daughter amongst all this crazy boys. 

“Oh this is amazing, I’m so happy for her”, you declare, taking your phone to already send her a little message. 

“Yeah me too. And this is great cause all our family would be there so you’ll meet them all”. Alex continues while taking the vegetables and the meat he needs to prepare his famous stew. You stop writing your texto when you realize what this means.

“Oh my god...wait. So it means that in 6 months I’ll have to be able to speak a perfect Swedish!?”

“Well I’m sorry to say that baby but my really old aunts and uncles doesn’t really speak a good English so...”, he says a bit sorry and embarrassed. You watch him cut with precision the carrots and the leeks, lost in your thoughts. Ok, considering the fact that you are now able to use usual expressions, you’ll be almost bilingual in 6 months if you work harder. You can do it ! 

"Alex, if I'm not mistaken, you don't have any filming until August, do you?", You ask, sitting a little comfortably on your chair, placing your leg under your buttocks. Alex washes his dirty hands, full of peelings, and dries them while looking at the little calendar you had fixed on the wall. You used to put all his departures on it, in this way, you always know when he’s at home. 

“Hum...Nej”, he says, shaking his head. He puts the towel on the table. “No shooting until September so it let us plenty of time together”, he says with a loving tone by kneeling in front of you. He starts kissing you on your lips, which your respond, intertwining your arms around his neck.

“Yeah and this means...” he starts kissing now your neck. “That we will have a lot of time to practice. What do you think about becoming my private swedish teacher?”. Alex stops his kiss session and pulls backward, looking at you with a malicious smile on his face.

“I think I already love this idea”, he says, with an voice full of innuendo. You understand the sexual suggestion and hit him gently on his shoulder.

“Du är dum” (you are an idiot)”.

6 months later

After many sessions of Swedish lessons, they D day has finally arrived ! Since the wedding announcement, you didn’t stop learning and practicing, day and night, alone or with Alex. But when he was given you his “private learning”, it degenerated sometimes. Let’s just say that he liked to blackmail you ; for example, if he helped you with a oral exercice, he asked you kisses in return, “as paiement for the teacher”, he used to say. It was of course really funny but sometimes, it ended in the bed for a quick love making session. “It's included in the package”, said Alex once with a serious face. You think he was taking this role a bit too seriously.

Nevertheless, you were now feeling more comfortable with Swedish and you couldn’t wait to show it to the Skarsgårds ! Of course you wanted to impress them so you asked Alex to keep the secret, which he did. 

At 10 am, you arrive at the church in Stockholm center. You landed last night with the last flight coming from New York and you hadn’t had the chance yet to greet Stellan, Megan and their babies. Alex’s brothers neither. You stayed at Alex’s apartment and decided to go to bead early, just to be rested cause you knew it will be a long day and night. Alex parked the car in the parking. 

All the family was already here, waiting patiently for the bride in front of the church porch, perfectly dressed up. You approached, hand in hand. Alex was really stunning in his black suit. He choose for you a bright pink middle-lenght dress with little white pumps. You start to stress when you realized how big his family was. They were probably about fifty, not counting the friends. You gulp and suddenly, you weren’t sure of your abilities anymore. Will you be able to speak fluently as you wished to with all these swedish ?

“Hej son” (Hey my son), greets Stellan, opening his arms to embrace his son and his daughter-in-law. You follow Alex and Stellan takes you in his arms too. He was probably the most kind father-in-law you’ve ever had. 

“Hello (X/Y), how are you?, he adds in English for you, like he used to be. You breath quietly, focusing on what you have to say in Swedish. “C”mon (X/Y)”, you say to yourself, “you can do it. You do it everyday with Alex”. 

“Hej Stellan, hur mår du ?” (Hello Stellan, how are you?) Stellan’s face was really funny to see. He looks at you, surprised and impressed in the same time, mouth opens, and then he turns to Alex, trying to understand what is happening. 

“Vad hände ?” (What happened ?). Alex embraces his mother-in-law and then look at his father, a smile on his face.

“(X/Y) kan prata Svenska ny. Hon pluggade sedan några månader” ((X/Y) can speak Swedish now. She studied it since a few months). 

“Jaha, jag kan prata med du ny. Det blir lättare att kommunicera”, (Yeah, I can talk with you know, it will be easier to communicate), you answer, feeling now self-confident with your talking. Alex takes you by your shoulder, bringing your body back to his, really proud of his girlfriend. Stellan was still shocked, looking  

“Vad kul !” (This is great), declares Megan with an encouraging smile. Alex congratulates you with a sweet kiss on your temple. You turn your head towards him with a proud grin. 

This first conclusive trying encouraged you for the rest of the wedding. Suddenly the bell starts to resound, announcing the arrival of the bride. Alex takes you by your hand and you walk together till the entrance of the church. You greet there Alex’s mom, Bill, his girlfriend and babygirl, Gustaf, Valter and Sam. They are also really enthusiasts about the fact that you were now speaking Swedish. 

10 minutes later, Eija arrive in her splendid white wedding dress and the the wedding can officially begin...

After a short and beautiful religious ceremony, the party continued in a big dining room in a place near Stockholm city. In the church, you didn’t had the time to meet all the other members of Skarsgård family so when you arrived in the room, while everybody was waiting for the newly weds, Alex took the opportunity to introduce you. You could easily practiced what you learned and you were really proud of you. Alex too, he couldn’t stop saying to his close relatives that you had learn really quickly - if only they knew what he did to help you, you thought. 

All his uncles and aunts, cousins were all kind and gentle with you, showing a lot of interest what really made you comfortable and relaxed you. When Eija arrived with his husband, everybody started to clap, to whistle and to yell “congratulations”. A that time, you felt incredibly good and happy, with your boyfriend and all his family that will maybe become yours one day. Alex got closer to you, taking you in his arms. 

“Har du bra, min kärlek?” (Are you good my love), he asks you in you ear, above the noises. 

“Jag är den lyckligaste. Jag älskar dig Alex”, (I’m the luckiest woman. I love you), you answer, resting your head on his chest, a smile on your face. 

[mypersonalrambling]

Christmas Wonders

Warnings: None. Fluff

Pairings: Valter x Reader 

Requested: Yes :)

Summary: Christmas is your favorite holiday and Valter makes it extra special

Author’s note: This was requested a long time ago. I’m so sorry for the person who requested it. But I finally finished it, I hope you like! I tried to incorporate the reading being from Wales since that’s what they wanted, but wasn’t sure exactly how to execute it so I more or less mention your accent. 

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Christmas has always been your favorite holiday; the lights, the music, the air is cold and crisp. . This year is even more special as you have someone significant to share it with. You’ve been dating Valter for almost a year, the relationship could only be described as a fantasy. Valter and you met at a coffee shop not too long after you moved from Wales to Sweden. He fell in love with your accent immediately; he would listen to you talk for hours specifically about your childhood.  

Two months after meeting you moved into Valter’s apartment; it wasn’t a difficult decision as you were there most days anyway. Both of your friends and families were apprehensive of how quickly the relationship progressed, however, the two of you proved them wrong and lasted longer than anyone would have guessed. 

Now it’s the weekend before December 1st which only means one thing, it’s time to decorate for Christmas. You hop out of bed, attempting to not disturb Valter. Rushing to the storage room, you drag all the boxes filled with decorations to the living room. By the time Valter woke up, the living room looks as if it was meant to be in a Hallmark movie. “Wow, you really went all out.” 

“Of course, these decorations can only be enjoyed for a month, you have to put them up as soon as possible. Usually, I put them up right after Thanksgiving, but seeing as this is the first year sharing it with someone, I didn’t want to go overboard.” You turn back to finish putting the ornaments on the tree.  Each ornament is unique and has a symbolic meaning. You have some from when you were a child, given to you by your grandmother. Some you’ve gotten in different countries after traveling. You even have one Valter picked out a couple of weeks ago; the ornament has the anniversary date of the first time you met and your favorite picture of the two of you. 

“Did you leave anything for me to help with?” He rubs his eyes attempting to rid them of sleepiness. You’ve always thought he looks most attractive after just waking up. His hair is always a mess, usually, his pants are hanging low on his hips, and his voice is at least an octave lower than it normally is. 

You can’t help but stare at his entire body before answering.“You can put the star on top. I can’t reach it.” You grab the star out of the box, stretching your arm out so he can take it. 

“Is that all I’m good for? Just reaching things you can’t?” He snarks. He loves to tease you about how he’s always having to reach things for you since his apartment is built for a person of his height and not yours. 

“Yep. I only date you because you’re tall. I’m so sorry it took this long for you to find out,” you say sarcastically. He walks up until he’s standing directly behind you and able to put it up on the tree. Once the decorations are complete, you make your famous hot chocolate so you can sit and enjoy the fruits of your labor. 

The two of you curl up on the couch to watch Christmas movies for the day. You lay so that Valter is behind you with his arms wrapping around you, with a blanket thrown on top. You never feel more at ease than when Valter is holding you. Throughout the movies, he jokes about the cheesiness of the storylines until you remind him your relationship would appear cheesy to others as well. The closer Christmas became the more stress there was. You come from a relatively small family or at least compared to Valter’s. Trying to find the perfect gift for everyone seems impossible. Valter tried to relieve the stress as best he can. He gives you a list of suggestions for his family and tells you no matter what you give them, they will enjoy it. 

It’s Christmas Eve and your nerves are through the roof.  Stellan’s party is this evening and you are running around making sure you have all the gifts packed, the dish you are bringing is prepared correctly, and the outfit you’re wearing fits. This is the first time you will meet all of his siblings. You’ve met a few of them on different occasions but never all together. Valter did his best to help calm you. The drive to the party felt like an eternity. His family has always treated you with kindness. 

You are the first to arrive. Slowly the rest of Valter’s siblings and their families trickle in. When Bill arrives he makes a beeline for you. Besides Valter, Bill was the one you are closest to. Once everyone arrives and is settled in, Stellan informs dinner is ready shortly after. Most of the food is traditional Swedish, however, Stellan being as kind as he is, made a couple of dishes from Wales.   

After everyone is done stuffing themselves, it’s decided there should be a rest period before opening presents. Most everyone convenes in the living room; some sit on the floor to stretch out while most find a comfortable place near the fire. The youngest two children can barely contain their excitement. You’ve lost count of the times they’ve asked if it’s time to open presents. By the time everyone agrees that it’s time to open, the youngest two rush over to the tree to grab their gifts. 

The tradition in Valter’s family is the youngest opens first and the oldest last, as to keep children occupied while others open their gifts. There is minimal talking while gifts are being opened. Finally, it is Valter’s turn; you hand him two packages from under the tree; one small and one of larger capacity. 

First, you hand him the little one, knowing he’ll want to use the second as soon as he opens it. He slowly peels the wrapping paper off of the small one, attempting to not destroy it. He begins to tear up when he opens the box; a couple of months prior you bought a necklace with the date the two of you met. “It’s stunning, I’m never going to take it off.”  He isn’t as cautious when tearing the paper off of the second present. His face lit up as a child that awakes early on Christmas morning. “I...how did you...they sold out in minutes,” his voice full of bewilderment. He’s been talking about the new Playstation for weeks but was unsuccessful at obtaining one. You remember him staying up waiting for the launch, making sure he had everything he would need, however so many others had the same plan. What Valter didn’t know was that you had also been online for the launch and was slightly quicker. 

“I was in the other room when you were trying to order and was faster than you.” He enveloped you in a hug whispering his thanks among all of the nasty things he planned for later to properly thank you, as he put it. 

Valter finishes opening the gifts from his family then it’s your turn. Being as you are a little nervous, you have a difficult time controlling your shaky hands. By the time you are done, you have a new phone case, new shoes, and of course Christmas decorations. You snuggle up with Valter while the rest of his family opens their presents. 

Eventually, all the gifts are open, many are sitting reveling in their new possessions. One of your traditions is to sit outside and enjoy the snow. You excuse yourself, grab your coat and head out to the backyard. It’s only just beginning to snow, sticking to the foot already on the ground. You find a chair under an awning untouched by snow. Sitting down, you block out anything that isn’t the flurries falling from the sky. 

You only move to go inside when your entire body is numb from the cold. Walking back into the living room, you notice a small gift still sitting under the tree. You inspect it unable to find a name. “We forgot one gift, but I can’t find who it belongs to.” You face them, holding it up, but not one person seems to know. 

“It’s for you,” Valter’s voice startles you from behind. 

“Why is it still under here?” You ask still focusing on the very small box. 

“Because I wanted to wait until the perfect moment.” 

“Perfect moment for what?” 

You turn towards him as he is getting down on one knee, “I have been thinking about this for months, but I didn’t want to scare you off. And with your love for Christmas, I thought tonight is a perfect time. We’ve only known each other for a year and the year has been so much better than I ever imagined.  I can’t envision my life without you in it. You’re the most kind, caring person I know. You encourage me to become a better man.  Y/N, will you marry me?” 

Shock courses throughout your entire body. You never an inkling he was going to propose. Valter isn’t the best at keeping secrets, however, he kept this secret as his life depended on it. Your entire relationship hastily runs through your mind; how picture-perfect everything seems, how Valter seems to even you out, and how you can’t envision your life without him. “Y/N?” Valter’s voice brings you out of your thoughts. You can hear the nervousness in his voice.

“Yes!Yes!Yes!” You can’t express the euphoria running through you. Tears start to form at the corner of your eyes. As Valter stands up and pulls you into a hug, Bill walks over and congratulates the two of you. The next few minutes are spent with congratulations from the family. The ring is simple, but elegant. A small heart shaped red jem with two small diamonds on either side. It’s better than anything you could have ever picked out. Eija jokes later on, she was the one who picked it out or otherwise Valter would have picked a boring ring, as she put it. You know no matter what style he picked out, you would love it. Hell He could have proposed with a ring pop and yes would have still been your answer. 

During the commotion, you don’t notice that Alexander disappears until he comes back into the room with bottles of champagne. “I think this calls for a toast!” He passes around glasses until all the adults have one. “To Valter and Y/N. May their journey be filled with bliss and laughter.” 

By midnight almost everyone has left to go home. Valter and you are some of the last ones to leave. You never in a million years thought this night would get better, however, Valter had one more surprise up his sleeve. 

When you arrive home, you see roses leading from the front door to the bedroom. The bedroom looks as if it is taken straight from a romantic comedy. Roses covered the bed spelling I Love You, candles are placed strategically, giving the room a nice glow. “When did you have time to do this?” 

“I bought all of this a couple of weeks ago. I had a friend come over and set it up while we were celebrating Christmas. I let him know when we were leaving so that he could light the candles.” 

“I can’t believe you did this. It looks like it could be out of a magazine.” You pull him into a tight hug, your arms wrapping around his waist. He rests his chin on the top of your head, his arms holding you to him as if you’ll float away if he doesn’t. Valter pops more champagne which you failed to notice sitting off to the side. He also had an arrangement of chocolate-covered fruit. 

He then hands you another box, this one slightly bigger than the one for the ring. “What’s this?” 

“Open it.” In the box is a ruby red ornament with white writing simply stating ‘engaged.’ Tears begin to well up in your eyes. Nothing seems right to say, so you simply bring him in for another hug. 

The two of you spent the night celebrating one of the most significant events in your life so far. Valter kept his promise by properly thanking you over and over again.

[jj-lynn21]

Bill Skarsgard and x-reader: The under ground

Notes: Let's just have a crazy good tipsy, drunken time with Bill celebrating his accomplishments. Music mix:

“If you want to stop at any time, just raise your right hand.”  

The words Bill spoke before you left the apartment echoed in your head now that you found yourself in a loud, crowded underground Bleep club in Stockholm. It was basically techno music with a Swedish edge and some American songs mixed in for good measure. Bill, Valter, Eija, her husband Zeke and you found a large enough table in the VIP area where your jackets and purses would be looked after without threat of getting taken.  

It was also away from the main dance floor enough so you could hear each other talk without screaming. Everyone slung their jackets over the backs of their chairs. The waitress brought a round of Jell-O shots without even an ask.  

“To the start of a crazy night with those we love.” Bill announced holding up his shot.  

“Skol.” Valter brought his shot up to Bill’s.

“Skol.” Eija, Zeke and you repeated as you raised your shot glass with the rest. You didn’t know if you pronounced the Swedish toast correctly, but Bill appreciated you trying. 

He snapped his fingers for another round and ordered a few bottles of champagne. It was a little celebration after the last week of online interviews for The Devil All The Time. The movie had just come out in some major U.S. markets for critics to pick apart at the theater before it would hit Netflix in a few days. It was a mixed batch of reviews that Bill chose not to read, but you told him they did agree he did a good to great job.

Now it was time to celebrate. Valter had gotten his hands-on invites to this club in Stockholm that just recently popped up called POP. Bill was worried that the party would be a little crazy for you since he hadn’t taken you to any such places. He never asked and you never said anything about your Rave days before you met him.  

Before you left the apartment was when he gave you a signal to make, to tell him you needed to leave. All you had to do is raise your right hand. You laughed at the time, but he had such a serious look on his face that you agreed you would remember what to do.  

The music was thumping when you all decided to go to dance. You recognized some songs and other songs were in Swedish. Everything was great to dance to. And Bill liked for you to dance really close to him. Your back against his chest. You felt every button of his flowered shirt until he unbuttoned it as you danced over with his sister.  

He dances up behind you again spinning you around to be right up against him.  You wrapped right around him dirty dancing. It didn’t take long for sweat to be pouring off you both. You all headed back to the table for snacks opening the second champagne bottle.  

Valter pulled along a giggling dark complected girl. “Hey, this is Maja”

Everyone welcomed her with a smile.  “Maja, this is my brother Bill, his girl (Y/N), my sis Eija and her husband Zeke.”  

Valter whispered something in her ear. She down her champagne. “Nice meeting you all.” She giggled as she got up.  

Valter got up to head back out on the floor or out of the club with her. He turned to the group with a wink. “Don’t wait up.”

Bill chuckled lifting his glass to his little brother. You followed suit since you usually just followed whatever Bill did as the right thing to do especially when you were in his country.  

Zeke shook his head. Eija shook hers to. “That is just trouble waiting to happen.”  

“Oh, he’ll be fine.” Bill snapped for another round of shots.  

“I think I will stick to finishing the champagne” You giggled. “I don’t want you to have to carry me home, Bill.”

“Caveman style if I have to babe.” He grinned. “You would love that.”  

You giggle some more. When the shots come, he takes yours downing it after his.  

He pulls you on to his lap as you keep giggle. The champagne already making your head and body light. Your legs straddle around his muscular thighs. Any other time, if you were completely sober, you would feel the stretch on your inner thighs. Your muscles tightening. In your current state you were quite comfortable on your boyfriend’s lap. Your hands wondering over his bare chest.  

“Is there even a point of having a shirt on?”  You looked in his unfocused eyes smiling mischievously.  

Bill grinned sliding his hands slowly up your legs. “It is hot in here.”  His bottom lip tucks under his top.  

“You two should just get hitched already.” Eija blurted out a little slurred.  

Bill chuckled and you giggle more. In unison, “I don’t think we need that.”

“I’m really glad your happy sis but, I don’t believe marriage is for everyone.” Bill smiled. “I know It’s not for us, right now. Let’s go dance some more, Princess.”

You stand and he slaps your ass. You turn in a fake huff. Then laugh swaying your hips to the music. “What was that for? I’m being a good girl. ”

Bill smirks as he gets up. “Yeah, you are.” There is some sarcasm in his voice.  

You head out on the dance floor again as the DJ announces some live music coming up. You don’t quite understand him, but someone comes out rappin’ over some great dance beats. You watched as Bill goes nuts for the guy performing. You love seeing how free without stress he is acting.  

“This is my favorite dude,” He screamed with excitement.

You nod happily yelling back. “I realize that.”  

His abs, up his bare body to the collar bone down his strong biceps were buzzing with energy that just made your nether regions tingle. As another song started, Bill was still entranced in the music. You started dancing with him. The night of dancing and drinking went on. You found yourself in the private bathroom in the VIP area with your  boyfriend waiting right outside the stall.

You stepped out of the stall and go to wash your hands. Bill grabs your ample hips fingers burying into your flesh as he grinds against you. He leans into your ear. “Want to fuck. I want to fuck.”

You look at him in the mirror. “In here? What if someone walks in?”

“I locked the door.” he moved his hand to feel your heat. “The music is loud. No one will hear.”

You slowly raise your right hand. “You can have anything you want at home.”

He nods backing off of you. “Anywhere you want me is fine, Princess. Let’s go.”

[smilinglittlewitch]

Let her go // Chapter 2

Plot : Bill and Y/N was together for five years when she suddently decide to break up with him. Destroyed, Bill take some rest away from his family and everything, thinking only about his job as an actor for two entire years. But when he goes back to his family, he have two years to catch up and things seems pretty messed up...

Bill Skarsgård x reader

Warning : Bad english

Bill ran his tongue over his lips, watching the little family in silence. He was hoping to hear "It's a joke!", Anything. He wanted to hear them say that it was a fake ring, that they just wanted to be matched, that it was to protect Y/N against the perverts in the bars and they forgot to remove the ring afterwards, anything to make his heart feel better.

"Mommy, who the sir?" The blond curly haired child raised her arms to Y/N to snuggle against her as hee green eyes were on Bill, the only person she didn't seem to know. The actor began to shake slightly as a jealousy grown in him. But he said nothing and just smiled looking back to his brother.

"Gustaf! It's been a long time!" He took his brother in his arms while Y/N took a few steps back to let the two men alone for a short amoung of time. The atmosphere was heavy and everyone was silent.

Gustaf slowly squeezed his brother back, trying to understand the reason for his unnatural joy in the situation they were in.

"Who is the girl's father?" To the words Bill had just whispered in his ear, the older man opened his eyes wide, understanding what he meant. Then he let go of his brother, looking straight in his eyes and whisper as softly as he could. "Me."

Me. Bill felt nauseous and his mind kept playing this scene again and again, not letting him forget this simple word. Me. His brother, his blood, the one he ran to when Alex wasn't there to protect him from the monsters under his bed being small, the one he admired so much, had dared to look him straight in the eyes and make him understand that he slept with the very woman he loved for years and he still love.

He clenched his fists, the rage growing a little deeper inside him and everyone expected him to explode at any moment. Let him scream his frustration as he didn't stop fixing Gustaf. But nothing happened. He just kept looking to his brother.

It was the cry of a child terrified by the tension in the air that calmed him down and he turned back to the little while My came to take her from Y/N's arms to bring her inside and rock her. But the grandmother looked worried at her children, not knowing how to adjust the tension between them.

Eija looked around her and took Valter and Alex's hand entering inside her turn, it was too much for her and she didn't want her child to be unhappy because of the overall mood, plus she didn't want Valter or Alex to get involved. It never announced anything good when they put themselves in the middle of anything.

Yn swallowed, embarrassed and decided to go inside see her daughter, but Bill took her arm and forced her to stay. She felt her heart beating fast in her ribcage and nothing was going well. "Bill, let me go."

"You dropped me for my brother?" Gustaf grunted a little as he heard the words of the youngest and came to take his arm, forcing him to let go of the woman. "Bill, let her go."

"I want explanations, you owe me that, right?" The tone of his voice began to increase. Y/N glanced towards the house and saw Alex watching them from the door and being ready to intervene at any time. Y/N licked her lips and then smiled.

"I ... I should go back with Eljna, it wasn't a good idea to come here anyway ..."

"No. We planned to spend a week with my family before Bill came in. It's not our fault he arrived earlier." Gustaf stared intently at his brother, refusing to let go of his eyes and staying between him and Y/N.

Bill smirked and shook his head, exasperated. "Are you going to lecture me because I'm here for my family a week sooner and what if I came in time, you would never tell me the truth?"

The panic took control of Y/N who trembled under the nervousness then she took a few steps back, preferring to put distance between herself and the Skarsgård. "I don't care, I'm taking Eljna and I'm going home. Gustaf, stay with your family, it's out of question for me to stay in these conditions!"

Her voice was shaking and she took a few more steps back. It was supposed to be vacations, an incredible moment she was going to spend with Eija and the boys, she had imagined living hundreds of things.

But not something like this.

Everything but this.

Gustaf turned to her, the young woman's panic was much more important than a family fight, and soon enough, Bill did the same.

The watery eyes of the woman in front of them forced them to calm down and slowly the tension disappeared. Gustaf looked at his brother again, this with a small and shy little smile in his face.

"Y/N and I will only stay here for a week ... After that we are going to see her parents, I guess we can live without arguing for a week ... right?" Bill looked at the elder who just spoke and smiled as he came to shake his hand.

"Of course. "

[angelkurenai]

Holidays with the Skarsgards - Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: Holidays with the Skarsgards

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Warnings: None

Requests: Could you write something about Bill Skarsgård taking the reader to Sweden with him for a vacation with his family, but the reader and his family have met before so she's gets on well with his dad and brothers? thank you xx Can you do a Bill fic where his brother Gustaf introduced you to Bill (and you worked with Gustaf on the show Vikings)? Can i request a bill imagine where they're a couple, she's also a famous actress and his family loves her, the two go to sweden to celebrate a holiday with the skarsgards and fluff ensues

AN: This was waiting in my pc for so long I only now found the chance to upload it!

“I can't believe that Christmas is almost around the corner.” you breathed out, a wide childlike smile on your face as you stared outside the window. You looked at the passing scenery in awe, loving the decorations that have been set all around town perfectly combined with the snow adorning the streets and rooftops.

“Excited much?” Bill asked with a chuckle, taking a moment to glance at you from the driver's seat.

“Very” you breathed out, looking back at your boyfriend “It's not every year we get to spend it with your family. I mean sure, we do visit them and Sweden very often but when it comes to Christmas-” youlet a soft sigh, easing back in your seat while gazing at him “I'd rather not be anywhere else.”

“I don't know if I should be flattered or not.” he chuckled and you raised an eyebrow.

“Come again mister?”

��I thought your happy place was in bed with me, cuddling and gazing at each other.” he gave you a small pout and you giggled, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“Bill, come on you know what I mean!” you rested your head on his shoulder “Of curse my happy place will forever be you having me in your arms but I'm just saying, with our line of working and all this filming we've both been doing over the past year, it's nice to have some family time... and my family is certainly out of the question!”

“I still think we should have given them a chance this year, though.” he mumbled, kissing the top of your head.

“My family is crazy Bill. I love them, but there is only so much time I can spend with them! Besides, when I'm around your family is a little more normal than usual.” you added with a shrug and he scoffed rolling his eyes.

“My family? Normal? Yeah right.” he chuckled “Do you know why Keeping up with the Skarsgards even exists?”

“Honey I get to experience it myself.” you giggled, pecking his lips “I know better than anyone else! But I mean, last time we were here it was for your premiere of 'IT' and we didn't get to spend much time with them. We could go see mine sometimes later, your parents surely miss you even more.”

“Said the academy-awards one.” he chuckled and you scoffed, rolling your eyes.

“Out of the two of us lemme know better who is worth all the awards! Besides, my parents are closer and we can visit them anytime. Yours are so far away and most of their kids are scattered all around the globe being kickass actors and what not. I am sure they really miss seeing you all gathered, even if it's just once a year.” you gave his hand a squeeze as he nodded his head “Plus-” you gave him a sly smile “Is there a particular reason you want to spend time with my family?”

“What?! What are you implying?” he laughed nervously and you shrugged innocently.

“I'm not implying anything, I am just asking you that's all.” you chuckled “Is there some specific reason you want to see my parents this much and me to be there too?”

“What? Oh no, no of course not!” he said a little too fast, laughing nervously soon afterwards “No, I just-” he cleared his throat, shifting nervously in his seat “I thought you'd miss them, that's all. Last time we were at their place I just had a good time, that's all.”

“Alright” you dragged the word, still looking at him suspiciously “I'll let it slip this time, but you can't avoid answering this forever. I know there's something on your mind.”

“No, (Y/n).” he laughed nervously “No, I told you. It's nothing, don't mind me.” he whispered, glancing at you to see you shrug.

He let a soft sigh, chewing on his lower lip because truth was he had a lot in mind but he was still planing on how it would be the best way to ask that four-words question yet.

~*~

“(Y/n/n)!” you heard the all-too-familiar voice of your friend and your boyfriend's brother, Alexander, as the door swungopened “Where's my little pumpkin!”

“Oh Alex!” you giggled as you gave him a squeeze and he picked you up and spook your around “It's Christmas, not Halloween. You're never gonna stop coming up with those stupid nicknames?”

“Heck no, smalls!” he chuckled, kissing your cheek “It's my favorite thing in the world, for my favorite person in the world! I'll come up with a new one this time.”

“Wow Alexander, yes it's great to see you after all this time too, brother!” Bill said sarcastically and you giggled.

“He's just jealous I am getting all the attention!” you teased and Alexander gave you a small squeeze.

“Oh don't be, Billy! It's not your fault your girlfriend has won all of our hearts.” he kissed your temple.

“But you'll always know I am her favorite Skarsgard of you all boys!” you heard the female voice and a smile instantlyspread on your lips as you turned to face Bill's sister, Eija.

“Oh dear, Ei!” you exclaimed, a squeal leaving your lips as you let go of Alexander to hug her “Look at you! How the hell do you even do that?! Keep looking more and more beautiful every time I see you!”

“Look who's talking! Gosh, you are even more beautiful yourself and I didn't even think it was possible! Does my brother have anything to do with this perhaps?” she asked with a smirk and wink and you giggled.

“He does, I cannot deny that.” you turned to glance at Bill, winking at him as he chuckled.

“Oh really now?” she asked, sounded pretty interested.

You missed the look she gave her brother who only shook his head and she sighed in disappointment.

“Well, it's great to see you two are doing great! As it is to spend the holidays with you. Your room is all set up for the two of you, just careful to not be very loud cause the walls are pretty thin.” she nudged your side and you chuckled.

“Who knows, it's all up to your brother. He can really make me do anything he wants in the end.” you giggled and she laughed, hugging you more.

“Whoa ladies, getting way into detail aren't you?” Alexander made a face and you laughed.

“You're just jealous it's not about you!” you teased “Besides, you don't really know how it is for us to go into detail about stuff.” you said, making Bill's eyes widen.

“Of course we leave stuff out cause you're my brother and it's gross as hell but still-” she grin mischievously, shrugging and you laughed.

“What” she asked “She's like a sister to me, hopefully one day sister in law-” did she give Bill a look or was it your idea? “So there are no secrets!”

“That I second, you are already a Skarsgard!” you heard another voice and let go of Eija to turn and face Bill's father, Stellan.

“Coming from you, I think I'm gonna have to accept it Stellan!” you chuckled and he grinned as he came to give you a warm hug as well.

“You look amazing, (Y/n), not so different from last time I saw you sadly.” he said and you gave him a perplexed look.

“That should be a good thing, right?” you asked with a chuckle and he shrugged.

“Depending on how you see it, it could always be twins and that for a woman is-”

“Whoa, dad!” Bill exclaimed, effectively cutting off his father who merely shrugged as if it was nothing.

“Honesty is the key, son, you know it.” he mumbled as you only stared dumbfounded between the two Skarsgards.

“Am I missing out on something here?” you whispered and Bill shook his head furiously, elbowing his now laughing brother “Focus on carrying the luggage Alex.” he muttered to him before letting out a soft sigh “No, it's nothing (Y/n). Nevermind, my dad's just too old that's all. And Alex is... Alex, we don't pay attention to him.”

“Alright” you dragged the word, unable to hide a smile though “Maybe I'm really starting to see where it's all going and all I have to say is: It's amazing to see you all guys!” you ended with a giggle and Stellan chuckled.

“It's wonderful to have you here, (Y/n), as always! If it wasn't for you I don't think I'd have the chance to see all of my kids together to be honest.” he wrapped and arm around your shoulders as all three of you headed towards the living room.

“Don't mention it, Stellan. You know I love you all like a family, and spending Christmas with you all here in Sweden has become my favorite thing in the world!” you grinned, glancing at Bill talking with Alexander almost secretively as if they were sharing secrets “You've done an amazing job at decorating the entire house, too, and the smell of all the food is already making my mouth water!”

“Oh that's one thing you'll find more than enough of in here, food!”

“And testosterone apparently.” you giggled as you saw Alexander and Bill grab as many luggage at once as they could and ran upstairs.

“Bill, careful please!” you yelled after at your boyfriend, shaking your head while laughing. He could be such a dork sometimes and when you added Alexander to the mix then he just turned into a five-year-old in a minute.

“Gosh, your boys will never be mature, you know that right?”

“I do, yes.” he laughed “And sorry for that previously, but I need to give him a mental kick to get a grip of himself, you know?” he whispered to you and you grinned, nodding your head.

“I understand, Stellan, I know if it wasn't for you and your sons I don't even think Bill would have gotten the courage to ask me out to begin with.”

“Well, you had him pretty smitten that's for sure!” Stellan chuckled and you grinned.

“He wasn't the only one, I think Gustaf really helped me out a lot with accepting the fact that Bill could really have a thing for me.” you laughed “Speaking of which, where is my swedish Viking?”

“Right here!” you heard your old co-star's voice and before you could realize it you were swept off your feet once more by another Skarsgard and spoon in the air.

“Gustaf! Oh my gosh, how long has it been!?” you squealed, hugging him as well as he laughed.

“Certainly far too long, my dear! Hope my brother is treating you well.” he kissed your cheek and you were unable to hold back a laugh when you took notice of the pair of christmas antlers on his head.

“Look at you, you're rocking these!” you pointed out with a giggle “Yeah, he really is. And we both owe it all to you.” you said with a soft smile, remembering that day as if it was yesterday.

“Alright...” Gustaf trailed off, (Y/n) this is Bill. Bill this is (Y/n).” Gustaf motioned to each of you as he introduced you two, making it even more awkward than it had been at first “Which you probably already know since you never shut up about her cause you are such a fanboy!” he mumbled and you noticed Bill glaring hard at his brother and kicking him subtly but no less hard.

“What?” he exclaimed “I swear-” he turned to face you “Just as I thought it wasn't possible for him to ramble more about you we became costars and I mention it to him and there it gets worse!”

“Gustaf” Bill said warningly.

“And then I tell him to come over on set to meet you and freaks out! He hasn't been such a nervous mess when he went to talk to his first crush back when he was a teen!”

A giggle left your lips mostly at the look on Bill's face that was a mix of terror, at what his brother would say, and embarrassment, at what had already been said.

“Long story short, here we are. Have fun kids, but not too much cause you're in public.” he grinned “I'm sure you're gonna thank me later for this and oh-” he turned to Bill “Don't worry, I'm not that much of a terrible brother, she has a crush on you too! She fangirls over you like there is no tomorrow when she thinks nobody's paying attention by the way!” he had winked and left the both of you alone and two blushing messes.

~*~

“I think Sam and Valter need help downstairs with finding a couple extra chairs or something?” you said, cutting the two Skarsgards' talk short.

“Oh yep, I'll be right onto that. Give you two lovebirds some time.” Alexander winked at you as he walked past you to make his way downstairs.

“So... who won?” you asked with a smirk as you approached your boyfriend.

“What?”

“The bet. I'm guessing you put a bet since you were running up the stares like a bunch of five-year-olds.”

Bill chuckled, running his fingers through his hair “He did.”

“Aw do you want a kiss to make it all better then?” you asked with a small pout and he grinned at you, nodding his head eagerly as he wrapped his arms around your waist and you wrapped your around his neck.

“Absolutely, I would love some affection now.” he breathed out against your lips before you kissed him softly.

“You know-” you whispered “If you want some extra comfort I can always give it to you.”

He chuckled, kissing your lips again “The guys would never guess how good we are at trying to keep it low.”

“Well, it is pretty hard for us anyway.” you giggled “So... what did you lose this time? Will I get to know another aspect of you I'm gonna love as much as I did last time?” you asked with a smirk and he laughed.

“No, no it's not that.” he shook his head “It's... mostly your Christmas gift. Uh I couldn't decide between two to be honest, I was mostly scared to give you the second and he is all but forcing me to, now.”

“Oh Bill, you know I'm gonna love anything you have for me baby, right? I don't care what it is, I love you and that's what only matters to me. As long as it's full of love then I know I will adore it.” you breathed out, hugging him as you rested your head on his chest.

Meanwhile Bill let his smile flutter as nervousness overcame him when he glanced in the suitcase that he had long ago hidden very thoroughly the small velvet box with the ring he had bought for you.

[bbskars-blog]

Bill Skarsgard Imagine

Bill Skarsgard x reader

Requested: “Hii Can you write a imagine when you are Bill's sister's best friend and you are dating Bill. But she do not find it strange instead she loves that you and Bill are a couple? Sorry for my English it is not my first language.”

You and Eija, Bills sister, were the best of friends. You guys had met when you and her were modeling for a clothing line. Ever since you guys were pretty inseparable, you even moved to Sweden with her. That's how you met Bill. You were over at there house hanging out with Eija when Bill walked into the room. It was like love at first sight. Eija didn't mind though, that you were dating her brother, she actually found it cute. 

Dating Bill and Eija being your friend, you kind of felt bad for them that they could only talk to you in Swedish, you were not from Sweden. Bill sometimes talked to you in Swedish, forgetting you were american and didn't understand him. You felt guilty, you didn't want to take that Swedish part of them away, if that was even possible. So Eija agreed to teach you Swedish so you could talk them and if you were being honest, you just wanted to flirt with Bill in his language.

You and Bill were laying in bed together just staring at each other. 

"du är vacker (you are beautiful)" Bill whispered softly. 

You smiled, "What does that mean?" Bill just looked at you and smiled. Eija was now at the door. 

"Hi" you said and she nodded. 

"Jag ska gifta mig med dig en dag (i'm going to marry you one day)," Bill said softly ans slowly. Once he said that he smiled and blushed and looked down. Eija just smirked. 

"kan jag låna din flickvän (can i borrow your girlfriend)?" Eija said to Bill. 

"nej (no)" Bill replied back. 

"hon var min vän först (she was my friend first)." 

"jag bryr mig inte, Jag har en konversation med henne (i do not care, i'm having a conversation with her)." You sighed not knowing what they were saying, which kind of upset you. 

"hon förstår inte ens vad du säger (she does not even understand what you are saying)." Bill and Eija were now staring at each other. Eija was giving him that look and Bill knew he was losing. 

"bra du kan ta henne (fine you can take her)." Eija just smirked. 

"Come on y/n, lets hang out." 

"Okay," you said and got up to go with her. You kissed Bill and walked behind Eija. 

"You guys are cute."

"Are you just saying that because I'm your friend?" 

"No, I'm saying that because when I look at you two and see how happy you guys are it makes me happy as well." You smiled. This is why you loved Eija, she was always honest with you.

You were in Eija's room and she was teaching you Swedish. Right now she was just teaching you the 'need to know phrases' like how to ask for directions, how to say you don't understand Swedish. You were on her bed while she was on her computer. She was doing her own thing while teaching you. 

"Do you know what Bill said to me earlier?" You asked. Eija looked at you like you were crazy. 

"Of course I know what he said to you. I do speak the same language he speaks." You face palmed yourself. 

"That was a stupid question." 

"Yes it was."

"Can you tell me what he said?" Eija looked at you. 

"He called you beautiful." 

"And?" 

"And what?" 

"Bill said more than that to me. What did he say?" Eija looked at you. She wanted to tell you what her brother told you but she also didn't. She wanted her brother to ask you.  

"Please tell me," you begged. She just looked at you.

Bill was in the kitchen cooking you guys breakfast. You walked up behind him and put your arms around his waist. He smiled. He turned around to face you and you guys shared a passionate kiss. You guys pulled away and he saw the huge smile on your face. 

"Why are you so happy?" Bill asked you.  

"ja jag kommer att gifta mig med dig (yes i will marry you)" you told Bill softly. He looked at you in shock. 

"Eija!" Bill yelled. 

"wwwwwwhhhhhhhaaaaatttttttttt?" Eija yelled back as she walked into the room smiling. 

"du berättade för henne (you told her)!" Bill yelled. You looked confused. You felt as though he didn't mean what he said earlier. 

"vad skulle jag göra (what was i supposed to do?" 

"berätta inte för henne, Jag ville inte att hon skulle veta (not tell her, i did not want her to know)!" Eija looked at you. 

"du skrämmer henne (you are scaring her)" Eija said. Bill looked at you. You had tears in your eyes. Bill grabbed you and hugged you.  

"It's not what it looks like," Bill said softly. You started cry. 

"Please don't cry, darling." Bill grabbed your face in his hands and forced you to look at him. 

"I do want to marry you. I swear I do. You mean everything to me. I just wanted to surprise you with a proposal," he said. He kissed your head and wiped your tears. 

"Come on, smile for me. I want to see your beautiful smile." You loked at Bill and smiled sotly. 

"vacker (beautiful)" He put his arms around you and held you. Eija just smiled and walked towards you guys. 

"du är ett vackert par. Jag stöder dig och henne. men om du skadar henne ska jag döda dig i sömnen (you guys are a beautiful couple. I support you and her. but if you hurt her i will kill you in your sleep)." Eija looked towards you now. 

"You guys are so disgustingly cute." She smiled, which caused you to smile and she walked away. Bill was petting your head while holding you, you holding him. 

"What did she say before?" You ask. Bill looked at where his sister left and smiled to himself. 

"Don't worry about it love."

[helinaeh]

In the air, again - part 1: My travels from Japan

 It's 11am (Japanese time, GMT+8), and I'm on my way to London, England, via Hong Kong. I'm currently above Fukuoka, a southern island of Japan. The weather is clear and sunny, and I can actually see the small islands surrounding Fukuoka, from the height of 12 kilometres! Before I started writing this, I was reading rereading Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone -  in Japanese!! Yes, believe it or not, I have decided to move on to 'real' literature after reading only shortstories and textbook chapters in Japanese so far. I'm a bit slow reader when it comes to more complex Japanese, but I guess it will get easier after I've read a few more pages. ;)

While I was waiting for the boarding to start, I was surprised to notice that this is already my fourth time to fly abroad during my almost nine months of living in Japan. The first one was my trip to Hong Kong for the Chinese New Year around the end of January. I took a few days off from school to enjoy new year festivities with Miska for the second time, the first one being the calendar new year which Japanese celebrate unlike most of the other countries in East Asia. We went to see the new year's parade and fireworks that lasted for more than 20 minutes! We also got to see a special new year horse race - and I've been wanting to see one since I was in primary school. :D It was also nice to be able to see Miska after only three weeks, when he came to visit me for Christmas.

New Year parade

Fireworks

Fluffy and colourful lions were everywhere during the week - even at the horse race!

Po Lin Monastery

The second trip was on my a spring holiday in March, when Miska and I went to Vietnam for a week, and then I came with Miska to Hong Kong for another week. Vietnam was an amazing experience. For the first time, I travelled only with a 30-litre backpack to make our travel trough Vietnam more flexible. We started from Da Nang, then made our way to lovely Hoi An for a couple of days. After that, we took a 10-hour night train towards south, to Nha Trang, and spent the last days there. Food was good, snorkeling was amazing and exploring ancient Hindi ruins was more than fun! The weather was hot, which made things a bit difficult, but we survived and enjoyed the holiday a lot. The second week, the one in Hong Kong, the two of us were suffering from noro virus, and as a result, we didn't really get to enjoy the city together that much. However, on one of our 'better days' we went to Victoria Garden to enjoy the Flower Festival of beautiful flowers, gardens and interesting flower installations.

The third flight took me to a surprise trip back to Finland in the beginning of April. The sad reason behind it was my Grandma Eija's passing. However, I was glad that I was able to make it to her funeral, thanks to my parents support with flight tickets, and to help with funeral arrangements as well. We were able to create a memorial service that really looked like my Grandma. I'm sure she would have loved the colourful flowers that represented her wonderful garden at her home by the sea and dozens of beautiful flower paintings she created, photo collages of her and the family and friends, and the mood we were able to create at her apartment, where the memorial service took place. She was very much loved. Everytime I see beautiful flowers, I think of her and try to capture them with my camera, and show her the scenary in my mind.

My Grandpa ♥

And now, I'm on my fourth trip from Japan, and on my way to England, to the wedding of my English sister, Olivia. (Hah, I can almost see the humour in the contrast of my last to trips.) The wedding is in a week (!!!) and I'm looking forward to all the excitement and organising there will be! I'm one of the three bridesmaids, and I've been doing some wedding shopping in Japan. I can't wait Olivia, Steph and Lucie to actually see what I've bought. :) I'm sure the wedding will be lovely, and I can't wait to share photos later! I've also promised to document the ceremony and other parts of the wedding with my camera, and I'm thrilled to see my new-ish camera in a new type of action.

Somehow I feel quite like writing more on the same go - maybe it's the freedom up in the air? x

[raewritesfiction]

Plot: you are long term friends with Eija Skarsgard and after some drinking there is some experimentation. Reader is inexperienced with women while Eija is not.

Pairing: AU Eija x Female! Reader

Warnings: wlw pwp. Alcohol. Smut, oral, fingering, penetration with dildo. Talk of kink (bondage, filming, spanking, squirting)

Part 1 - I kissed a girl

Part 2 - ???

Part 3 - ???

[mypersonalrambling]

Soothing

Warnings: Describes a panic attack, mentions of anxiety

Pairings: Valter x Reader 

Word Count: 2208

Author’s note: I wrote what is probably considered a less traditional panic attack. However, I think it’s important to show not everyone experiences things the same way. 

Requested: Yes. Sorry for taking so long. I hope you enjoy it :)

Summary: Valter does his best to help calm your anxiety during a panic attack. 

You awaken this morning in a slight panic. Valter’s movie premiere is this evening. He’s used to them, having grown up around the spotlight. You take a few moments to mentally prepare yourself for the day. You get up, needing to run a few errands before this evening. Taking a quick shower then grabbing some candy to eat on your way. When you’re anxious it’s difficult for you to eat anything with real nutritious value. The more anxious you are, the more junk food you want to shovel down your throat. 

Popping by the alterations shop hoping the dress fits correctly, otherwise, you didn’t know what to do. The elderly woman, Opal, who owns the shop is a sweetheart. She always has snacks, tea, and makes everyone feel like family. 

“Hello Dear, excited about tonight?”

“Kinda. I’m more nervous than anything. I’m not used to being in front of so many people.”

“Dear, you’ll be fine. Stick close to Valter, he can be your guide.” Sometimes you forget how much she knows about everyone in town. She takes a few minutes to return. The dress is stunning, it’s floor-length, black, quarter length sleeve with a v neckline. It was two layers, a solid black layer covered by a subtle lace overlay. “Are you coming, Dear?” Opal repeats, waving you back to the fitting room.

It takes several minutes for you to get the dress exactly how you wanted it. The underlay is the type of silky material that takes maneuvering to make it lay how you want it. Opal helps you zip it up, allowing you to see the full effect of the glamorous gown. “It’s perfect, Opal. It fits impeccably, thank you.”

“Of course, now take it off and we’ll have some tea.” There is no use arguing with her, as she never takes no for an answer. Opal seems to always have wisdom to bestow upon you, even if you didn’t ask for it. She likes to laugh at her younger self about not listening to her elders, so she is going to do her damndest to get the next generation to listen so the same mistakes aren’t made. You take as much advice as she’s willing to say. 

Your next stop is to have your hair and makeup done. It isn’t a necessity but you feel better about having someone else do it to take a little stress off yourself. Valter told you he’d come with you but you didn’t want to seem like a bother. The woman did your hair in a simple, elegant style. The style accenting your face, makeup, and dress. You decided to go with a glam look; smoky eye, eyebrows filled in nicely, plenty of blush and contouring, pushing yourself out of your comfort zone, you let choose a bright purple lipstick to add a pop of color to your otherwise colorless outfit.  

Before leaving, you buy a tube of it so you can do touch-ups. Hurrying home, you change as quickly as possible. Looking in the mirror, you were astonished about how stunning you look. It’s rare you are able to dress up and you love it. Although you figure dating Valter there will be plenty of opportunities.

The closer the time comes to leave, the more anxious you became. You attempt to stop your mind from obsessing over the thousands of things that could go wrong. What if you fell or made a stupid face? It would be on the internet forever and would surely be attacked online. Even though you aren’t in the industry, dating Valter gave you just a sliver of what it’s  like.

The thoughts soon became endless, your mind not able to control all the racing thoughts. Sliding down to the floor of your bedroom, you can do nothing but simply stare at the wall. It isn’t until you heard Valter calling for you that you realized you aren’t even close to being ready. You will your body to move, to stand and get dressed. However, it can’t, the only thing able to move is your mind.

“Baby? Baby? There you are. Why are you sitting on the floor? And why aren’t you dressed?” You turn to look at him, but no words come out. You’re afraid if you begin talking the words won’t stop. “Baby, are you alright?” He slides down next to you, suit and all, not caring if it becomes messed up. He wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. “I don’t know what’s wrong, but are you having a panic attack? I know you become quiet when you’re anxious?” His concern seeping through his voice. Valter is doing his best to remain calm during this situation.

A few minutes later you’re able to conjure some words. “Please...hold me tighter.” He does as he’s told with no questions. He wraps his arms around your body, pulling you as close as possible, shifting carefully until he’s lying on his side with you next to him. He doing his best to ensure there is barely any part of your body he isn’t pressing into his. “Thank you.”

What seems like an eternity later you can feel your body begins to calm slightly. “You can...you can let go now.” Valter appears hesitant but still complies with your command. Valter helps you sit up letting you use him as a support. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Baby, it’s alright. Are you okay? That’s all I’m worried about,” his voice is sweet.

“I, um...I’m not okay, but I will be. I was just so worried that I'd embarrass you or myself at the event tonight.” You play with the hem of your shirt, feeling embarrassment course through your body.  

“You could never embarrass me. Have you been feeling this way for long?”

“Probably for last week.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? We could have talked about it. It wouldn’t have upset me and maybe I could have helped you work through your emotions.”

“You have so much going on, I didn’t want to bother you with my annoying thoughts. I’m always anxious and self-conscious. I don’t know how you put up with me.” Tears start to well in your eyes, however, your will power isn’t strong enough to keep them from flowing. When you can’t hold it in any longer, you turn away so he won’t see you crying.

Valter almost always knows what you don’t tell him or show him. “Hey, look at me,” he pulls your face towards him. When you don’t look at him right away, he pulls your face up so you have to look at him. “You will never upset me by telling me how you’re feeling. We work things out together, no matter how hard it is. I want you to know that I’m here no matter what. Please don’t forget that. I love you, Baby.” He wipes the tears streaming down your face while placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Thank you. I just overthink everything. It’s hard to explain to someone that doesn’t experience it or maybe as much of it as I do. I love you too Valter. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“Oh no, don’t get this twisted. I’m the one who wonders what I did to deserve you.” You can’t help but crack a smile. “Not to sound insensitive, but do you want to go tonight? If not I can cancel.”

“No, no you can’t cancel. But honestly, I don’t want to go. I’m still trying to calm down.”

“Are you okay with me going? I’m not going to leave if you’re not feeling well.”

“Valter, you need to go to your own movie premiere. You’re one of the main characters. I’ll be fine. Probably just watch trashy TV and eat junk food.” 

“Why don’t I see if Eija can come to keep you company? You know she’s been dying to see you.”

“I don’t want to be a nuisance.”

“Not a nuisance, she’ll be ecstatic. She’s been bugging me about seeing you. She says I’m hogging you. I have to remind her that you're my girlfriend and not hers,” he teases.

“This may not be the right time to tell you, but I’ve been secretly dating Eija. You’re just a cover. Don’t take it harshly, we were just waiting for the right time to tell you.”  A smile pulls at the edge of your lips. He pushes you aside, a wide smile spread across his face.

Valter doesn’t leave until Eija appears at the door. The two of you spend the next few hours watching reality TV, eating junk food, and catching up. Eija gives you advice on how to be less nervous when it comes to dealing with premieres. She even shows you how to pose correctly to get the most flattering picture.

The later it became, the more tired you feel. The worst part of panic attacks could be how draining it is. Around midnight Eija begins to pack up her things to go. “I’m sorry, Love, but I’m gonna have to get going. Unfortunately, I have to get up early tomorrow. Zeke will never let me hear the end of it if I stay out too late.”

She makes the awkward shuffle of not wanting to leave, but knowing she needs to. You shuffle from the living room to the hallway. As the two of you stand to talk, Valter walks in startling you both. “What are you doing here? The after-party can’t possibly be over,” you question.

“It’s not, I only stayed for an hour. I couldn’t get you off my mind. I know you said you were fine, but I know you. You don’t always tell the full truth if it’s going to inconvenience someone. So, I thought this was the best compromise. I went for a little bit but came home to you. Also, I brought you this.” He makes a show of pulling out a small thing of your favorite food and one of your favorite drinks.

“Who knew you were so mushy?” You taunt, taking the gifts, setting them on the small table next to you. You pull him by his suit jacket until his face is barely centimeters from yours. Valter closes the rest of the distance, pressing his lips onto yours. When you're kissing him, nothing else matters, everything melts away. You’ve never been with someone who’s simple touch can have an overwhelmingly joyous feeling curse throughout your entire body, until Valter.

A subtle cough pulls your thoughts back into the moment. “As much as I would love to stand here and see my little brother suck face. I should be getting home.” You never knew sarcasm could run so strong in a family. There isn’t one Skarsgard that didn’t use sarcasm eighty percent of the time. Eija gives you both a hug before leaving.

You follow Valter to the bedroom so he can undress, knowing how much he dislikes dressing up. He is someone much more comfortable in casual attire. He looks good in anything, but there was just something about him in a suit that did things to you. “It’s not polite to stare, you know?” He jokes, knowing exactly what seeing him dressed up did to you.

Patting the bed next to you, he sits and begins to tell everything that happened at the premiere. He makes it sound effortless as if being in front of so many people and cameras are natural. It’s easy to tell this has been one of his favorite works so far as he reminisces about days on set and how happy he was to see his co-stars again tonight. You could listen to him talk about his passions for hours. Disappointment runs throughout your veins. If only you could have overcome your anxiety, then you could have experienced the night with him. You know there would be many more chances, however, who knows if you would be able to gain control over your anxiety then. “Hey, you okay?” Valter asks, clearly able to see you are overthinking.

“Just hearing you talk about tonight makes me sad I missed it. You were so gracious and let me stay home, which I appreciate. I still feel terrible.” He wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his chest, just like earlier that day. The calming effect is almost immediate.

“I know nothing I can say will ease your mind. You already know all I care about is making sure you’re alright. And there will be plenty of chances for you to come to premieres with me. That is if you want to, I would never force you to go. They can be fun, but the after parties are much better. Which you can always go to even if you don’t like the first part.” Valter runs a hand along your back, “Why don’t we go to sleep? You need to give this brain a rest.” He says poking your forehead after every word.

“Heyyy, stop that,” you pout. “But yes let’s go to sleep. I’m exhausted and I’m sure you are too.” The two of you drift off, with you still wrapped in his arms.

[jj-lynn21]

Bill Skarsgard (AU)

The Charity- various fandoms & x-reader This a AU mystery piece that includes most Avengers actors and skarsgards plus a few others I love. Some chapters are  very smutty. used suggestions from readers.  ch 1, ch 2, ch3, ch 4, ch 5, ch 6, ch7, ch 8

The Island: various fandoms, Its a continuation of The Charity. ch1 ch 2 ch3 ch4 ch5

The Dress: Just because I like writing the continuing story of Bill & Princess. This is her first time at an awards show. Also includes Alex Skarsgard, Scarlett Johansson and a few others. ch1 ch2 ch3 ch4 ch5

Bill & X Reader: Jealousy,  You are dating Bill Skarsgard & get invited to a ex’s party. 

Early home coming:  Bill & X-reader warnings: angst, slight smut, fluffy. Bill comes home early after an annoying work issue forces him to leave a project. You attempt to help him get over it all before he has to go promote another project.

 Bill and Princess/x-reader: long distance Valentine? Bill has to leave the night before Valentine Day for a meeting the next morning. 

Bill & Ex-Reader: EVERYONE IS WATCHING sometimes the bedroom isn’t as private as you think.

The Bake off:  Bill and x-reader/Princess are quarantined together. A month into their time together they come up with the Bake-off idea. Lots of smut, some baking lol. Ch 1   ch 2

Thank you, Mommy: The quarantine changes how Bill works. Reading scripts and sending video auditions out.  He makes special time for you. Doing what ever it takes to keep things interesting.

Doctor Istvan Günther intern at large To prepare for a new role Bill wants to be an intern for a week. So Doctor Istvan Günther joins other interns in a program. Most are happy to have him along and at least one patient recognizes him by his eyes and voice alone.

Roll with It Skarsgard family skate party and Bill doesn’t really know how to skate so you have to teach him.

Birthday Boy A celebration of Bills 30th Birthday.

The Underground Valter gets invites for Bill, you, him Eija and Zeke to celebrate all the pr Bill has been getting for a movie that just came out.  

[jj-lynn21]

Roll with It: Bill & x-reader/Princess

This idea inspired by as ask to @lihikainanea​ Read her great piece  about Bill and Tiger here.  Warnings: Fluff, smut, dash of angst mood song: The Killers - When You Were Young  

Bill grumbles under his breath as you both get ready for his little brother, Osssian’s, 10th birthday party. You are super excited to be going skating again. It has been years since you breezed around a rink. You are pretty confident it will all come back to you once you lace up your leopard skates with the pink wheels.  Bill seems more reluctant to go at all, "I don't know why the kid wanted a roller skating party. Maybe, ice skating but roller skating is so American." "Excuse me?" You raise your eye brows.

 "Sorry, Princess," Bill cringed under your gaze. "The last time I skated I fell on my ass multiple times. Alex and Gustaf were laughing at me the whole time. That was ice skating. This roller skating seems like it will be much more difficult."

You hold back a laugh, "Its easier than ice skating in my opinion. You can always rent roller blades. The wheels are in a line more along the line of ice skating. I had rollr blades but I prefer skates.  You know I hate to be cold."

Bill wraps his arms around you, still just in his black jeans, "I would keep you warm enough in the cold."

You put your hands on his chest looking up at him with a smile, "I know you would, Bill." You pat his chest and try to pull away even though you know damn well you will not be released until he wants to release you. "Put on that leopard print button up that matches my tank top and skates and everything underneath." You wink with a giggle. 

"Fuck, I love that set." He held your face tilting it just a little more to smother his lips to yours as he walked you back towards the bed. "Let me see."

You life your arms up for him to get your tank to off revealing the leopard front zip bra. He lays you back on the bed. As he unzips the bra with his teeth  his hand movies down to unsnap your pants to start to pull them off. Bill take your left nipple and then your right into his mouth making them hard and tender to every flick of his tongue. 

"This won't get you out of going skating," You rasp breathing heavily between each word.

He lays kisses down her sternum, "Not trying to get out of anything, Princess. Trying to get into something for comfort before trying something new." 

You can't help but giggle at his line as he pulls your jeans off and tosses them to the floor. He runs a hand over the front of your damp panties. Then grins as he pulls the zipper that runs your entire slit. His hard cock twitches at the sound the zipper makes as it glides so easily revealing your warmth. 

He leans over you. His eyes flash over you with that mischievous boyish grin sliding across his face as he takes you. Your knees bend up around him. Your hips push into his every thrust. The deeper he goes the more you whimper out your pleasure. You have the perfect rhythm together as you bury your face in his chest and nails in his shoulder blades. "fuck, I need to pull out and come on your tits," He pants. "We have to be more careful than we have been."

You just nod in agreement almost at your apex. He pulls out dripping before he wanks a few times covering your chest with his seed as he let's out a satisfied groan. As he leans down to kiss you, his fingers rub down to your throbbing clit so you get the satisfaction he always guarantees. Bill swoops you up to go take you shower after.

Within a half hour Bill opens the front door for you to go out before him. Maybe a little late, but damn it was worth it. When you get to the skating rink, Kolbjorn runs over throwing himself on Bill. Bill picks him up hugging him tight. 

The eight-year-old is over joyed to see Bill, "I can skate so good big, big, big brother. I only fell on my bum twice and I laughed with big brother. He's 10 now so he skates better but not much. We are trying not to let our bums hit the floor." He giggled.

"Cool, little man, " He sits his youngest brother down. "Where is the birthday boy?"

"He's out there skating with Gustaf," Kolbjorn pulls you and Bill's hands. "Come skate with us. There is a bounce house to but you can't wear your skates in there." 

"Okay little man," Bill chuckles. "Go skate. We will get our skates on and meet you out there."

You go sit along the wall near the lockers across from the skating floor. Bill kneels looking up at you as his hand glides down your calf to pull off your platform sneakers. Then he put on your skates. As he laced them Ossian skated towards you. He jumped on Bill's back. "What's up brother?"

Bill grabs his skate pulling him down to the floor tickling him as the boy giggles uncontrollable.  "I wasn't sure a ten-year-old boy would still giggle so silly."

"Help, my Princess," Ossian's high pitched squeals echoed through the roller rink. 

"Your, Princess?" Bill chuckled evilly. "She is definitely my..."

You tackle Bill tickling his neck and under his arms where you know he is most ticklish. 

"Stop," He laughs letting his brother go pulling you under him instead. He pins your arms. "You are in trouble later little girl."

You giggle, "I know but I had to save the birthday boy."

"Fair enough," He lets you up.

Ossian grabs your hand pulling you towards the skating floor, "Skate away quickly while we can, Princess.”

"Alright, alright Ossian." You look to Bill.

"Go on, I'll be out there when I get my skates on," He sits and takes his boots off. 

You let Ossian roll you along. He catches his sister Eija's hand, who is holding Sam's, who is holding Axel's who is speeding around the ring on his light up skates. As a corner comes Alex whips the family around flinging everyone to speed down the straight away. As you  pass the skate floor entrance you see Bill clinging to the lockers. 

You skate over to him quickly, "How are you doing, sweet boy?"

Bill turns leaning against the lockers with his arms crossed. "I'm cool."

You reach your hand out, "Let's go than."

You pull him easy enough but as soon as he attempt to move his feet, they slide in different directions. He starts to fall. A large mushroom shaped seating area catches his bottom. His arms flailed a little before they rested palms on seat. 

You hide a chuckle behind your hand. "Are you alright?"

"Fine," Bill grumbles.

"How about you just let me pull you," you smile. "I could get one of your brother's to help get you use to the skates?"

"NO!" he stood. "We can do this." 

"Alright," you said calmly pulling him towards the floor. 

Bill grabs the half wall as soon as you step onto the floor. He stepped off the carpet on to the hardwood floor. His feet slip every which way. 

"Put your feet like this," You put your feet heels closer together and toes out slightly I you learned when you were four and taught other children. He is the biggest kid you ever taught. "Just scissor your feet." 

Bill manages to let go of the wall with one hand. He tries doing as you instruct. His legs wobble. He gets a little more comfortable as the low wall ends. You take his hands smiling as he slowly keeps going forward. You skate backwards. When his family whipped around a corner laughing Bill's hands pull from yours, arm swing wild as his skates went askew and he fell right on his coccyx. You went right down with him when his skate wheel lodged into yours.

"Fuck," Bill yelled. The music was to loud for anyone else to hear him. "You alright, Princess? I took you right down with me." 

Gustaf spins coming to a screeching halt near you. "Don't go to far without me, Kolbjorn" He yells to the youngest Skarsgard before turning to you and Bill. "You two alright? Maybe you need one of those wheel walkers Kolbjorn is using, Bill?" "My ass bone hurts like hell," Bill complains. "How are you so good at skating Gustaf?"

"The kids skate with Alex every time they visit him in New York and I go along when I am in the States." Gustaf explained. 

"Sorry, Bill." You try to save face for him. "I just took your big ass down with me when I fell. Maybe I need some lunch and I'll get some ice for you. Thanks for checking on us Gustaf." You get up easily.

"You want some help off the floor little brother?" He amends his statement quickly so Bill doesn't think it would make him seem weak. "Since you were hurt when you fell it might make it more difficult for you to skate to the side."

Bill nods. His pride as busied as his coccyx, but he knows you and Gustaf won't tease him like the others might, especially Valter. The two of you help Bill off the floor as Kolbjorn follows. 

"Are you okay?" The little one asked surprised one of his big strong brothers were being helped off the floor.

"Sometimes you just fall down," You said to him with a giggle. "And when one falls, whoever is near them does to. But we are fine."

"Yeah, I'm cool little man." Bill smiled and Kolbjorn hugged him. "Go skate with Gustaf. Maybe we will join you after a small break." 

"Cool," Kolbjorn pulls Gustaf back to the floor and left the wheeled walker there. He was a little wobbly but Gustaf kept him up, well mostly.

"How about I get lunch?" You suggested.

"Oh hell yes," He starts to take his skates off.

"You will be putting those back on later," You insisted.

"Yeah, alright." Bill grumbled. "But I'm just going to sit over at a table while we eat. Can you get me some ice for my back."

"Sure, baby boy." You kissed him sweetly without having to stretch. That is one of the best things about skates, they make you a little taller. And you would show him how that benefit him after lunch. You had a few good memories of things you did when you were a teenager that would put him in a better mood before he tried to skate again.

You skate up to the concession stand. Valter is leaning on the counter flirting with the worker. "Don't let that innocent smile fool you, he is devious."

She laughs. Valter smirks at you," What's up Princess?"

"Not much buttercup," You said whimsically. "Can I get a bag of ice, a hotdog, two slices of pepperoni pizza and two Pepsi's?" You said politely to too counter person.

"You got enough to feed my brother; are you going to eat anything?" Valter licked his lips watching the counter person get things as he talked to you. 

You laughed, "Maybe he will share a nibble or two."

 The counter person handed you a small hotdog bun bag full of ice, "This is the best I can do."

"That will be just fine," You take the bag.

Valter looks at you suspiciously, "Did Bill fall on his ass already."

"I lost balance and pulled him down," your eyes darted. 

"Sorry, I missed the theatrics," He chuckled. "Watch yourself out there, Princess."

You put the ice on the top of the drinks in the box the counter person put everything in so you could carry it all easier. "I sure will." You smile as you started to skate away. You turned your head back. "You two be careful also. No making out behind the counter." You started towards Bill.

"What were you guys laughing about over there," Bill inquired gruffly. He picks up a piece of pizza shoving half of it in his mouth as soon as you put everything down on the table. 

You push the ice pack down to his tailbone before you sit across from him.  "I was teasing him and the counter person he is flirting with. He did ask about the ice. I said the same thing we told Gustaf. He won't bother you about it." 

You lean over to suck some sauce off the corner of his mouth. Then you take a sip of your drink before picking up the hotdog. It is more of a sausage dog. A bit longer and thinker than a regular hot dog. You don't even think twice about putting a large portion in your mouth before taking a bite.

Bill smirked as he watched you and took a drink of his Pepsi. "You enjoying lunch?" 

"Sure," you said innocently. "How's the pizza?" 

"Good enough," He bites into the second slice.

You finish your food and sip on your drink. "I practically lived at the skating rink when I was a tween and in my early teens. Do you know what I did when I was not skating?"

Bill shrug, "video games."

"I played those sometimes," A grin streamed across your face. "Places like this on Friday and Saturday nights with no young kids or families were freedom from some rules. I started smoking in the bathroom here. I smoked at football games also but here it seemed less of a chance getting caught."

"I started about the same time, I guess." Bill smiled wistfully. "We had similar places to feel a little freedom from parents. I'm sure we did similar other things at such places." 

"Maybe," you said coyly.

"Yeah," he starting grinning. "Were you one of the girls that put it all at on display with whoever you liked or did you find a small little hideaway for some secret seduction ritual of young lust?"

"Stop," you blush.

"Secret place is my guess," He looks around. "And you are petite to fit..." 

A blush erupts on your cheeks as it always had done when you were young. Bill gets up and holds his hand out. You take it. He pulls you over to the arcade area. 

"Somewhere around here, right?" He grins.

"Maybe," You blush harder. 

He pushes you between two video games, "Oh look, you still fit."

You giggle, "This is ridiculous. You would be completely disappointed in the teenage me but probably tell your friends I sucked you off. " 

He cups your face in his hands, "What asshole made you think that? I never did anything so vile.  I was happy with whatever I got.  And if a cute girl," He stroked your hair smiling. "never as cute as you as far as I remember, decided she did want a  mouth full of more than a hotdog, I never said anything. And I would have defended her honor if anyone started saying shit."

You smile, "Where were you when..."

Bill kisses you strong. You were interrupted by Valter clearing his throat and the counter person giggling. 

"I thought you said 'No making out'?" Valter chuckled.

Bill turned with his arms crossed, "I think you are mistaken Brother. grown adults would not do such a thing in public."

Valter smirks, "Yeah, alright. I was mistaken. We just want to play the video game on this side you  'adults'. "

Bill pulls you out of the corner on your skate, "I think you have more skating instructions for me after I get my skates back on, Princess."

"Yes, I do," You said matter-of-factly. "Have fun you two." You wave bye to Valter and his new friend as Bill pulls you along on your skates. As soon as you are far enough his brother won't hear you tell him, "If Kolbjorn still is not using the roller walker I think you should try with that."

"Alright, I'll try one more time." Bill sat to put his skates back on. "But I might never do this again."

"If you can't skate by the end of the evening you won't ever have to try again." You grab the roller walker. "I promise."

When Bill puts his weight on the walker the pcv gives a little. It makes him stand straighter to try not to put his weight on it as much.

"Just slowly roll your skates in and out." You suggest. "Don't pick up your feet. Just glide."

The tall lanky Skarsgard looks gigantic using the small walker. But within an hour he is holding your hand. His other arm out to the side for balance. You turn to skate backwards holding both his hands eventually.

"See you got this, Bill," You encourage.

He smiles goofily. "Not that bad, I guess. Can we play in the balance house now." 

"Sure, I think you have earned that." You pull him to the bounce house in the middle of the floor.

 Both of you sit on the floor to take your skates off before going in to bounce around, laughing like a couple of kids while everyone else is skating. You do this until the party is over. You let Bill walk in his socks off the floor instead of putting skates back on. Over all fun was had by all. And Bill learned to skate, at least slowly

[smilinglittlewitch]

Let her go // Chapter 1

Bill x Reader

Plot : Bill and Y/N was together for five years when she suddently decide to break up with him. Destroyed, Bill take some rest away from his family and everything, thinking only about his job as an actor for two entire years. But when he goes back to his family, he have two years to catch up and things seems pretty messed up...

sorry for my english

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Bill bits his lower lip and continued to look at the photos on his phone, ignoring his coworkers who were happily discussing the end of the shoot and about what they were going to do now that they were back home. For Bill, a long way was waiting for him to go to Sweden where he was going to see everyone again. After two long years.

Two years ago, he was heartbroken by a single woman, the woman of his life with whom he had been in a relationship for over five years: it had been hard to draw a line on a woman who was just all over his phone and in his life, it had to be confessed even if it was hard. That was one of the reasons why he'd rather move to LA and leave his family behind for two years, even though sometimes they called each other, they didn't say much and everything revolved around work. Sometimes he was afraid that they would inadvertently pronounce her name and that had long frightened him.

Passing his photos, he paused a moment and blocked his breathing. Bill didn't have the strength or the courage to delete Y/N's photos. He had so many, she was everything for him. Now? He didn't have her anymore. But two years hadn't been enough for him to forget her, just enough so that he could tell that she was probably far away and that she had started her life elsewhere.

This thought tears his heart: he didn't want her to move on, but he couldn't hold her forever. She was the one who broke up after all.

"Oh, so much has happened during those two years, I can't wait for you to come back!" Eija had seemed to be the most enthusiastic to see him again. Alex and Valter had made an anxious look when he told them about his return and they had changed the subject directly to ask him how he was doing and if he had had a good time in LA. It seemed off, but he didn't ask what was wrong with them.

So there, in front of pictures of his family, he wondered what he could have missed. He thought of Eija who, according to her pretty little belly and Sam's not-so-discreet remarks, was pregnant. Although apparently she wanted it to be a surprise. Then he thought of Gustaf, who seemed a little more active on the Whatsapp family group: it was the most terrifying change he had ever seen. But it could be a funny joke to make.

As he thought about it, he didn't notice the time passing. His family had missed him. For two years, his acting life had taken over everything else. He chained the small roles like the big ones, didn't hesitate to have several projects at the same time and became stressed when he had a free day, forcing himself to chain cigarettes and coffee to calm his nerves and that he doesn't think of negative things like his ex. Y/N. He just couldn't get over her.

Bill arrived in Sweden at the family home a week earlier and it was a perfect opportunity to surprise the big family and make fun of them.

"Alex, it was your turn to pick them up today!" Valter shouted, laughing as the older member of the family groaned in discontent. Bill smiled, wondering what they were talking about. He slipped into the garden of the house and surprised his two brothers swimming while Eija was sunbathing in the sun with a glass of juice in her hand and sunglasses, Sam who seemed to laugh at seeing Valter and Alex was arguing friendly, was the first to notice Bill and he nearly spilled his glass when he shouted loudly: "Bill!"

The whole house was quiet for a few seconds, My came out of the kitchen to come and see him with big eyes and everyone, without exception, began to run towards him.

"You grew up!", "Did you find yourself a girlfriend?", "What did you tan!", "Do you have gifts for us?", "You look paler ...", "How did you feel being far from us for two years ?", "Did you eat before coming?", "You could have written us more often!", "So much has happened in your absence ..., "You missed us terribly. "

Strangled by questions, he hugged each member of his family one by one, laughing softly. It was then that he noticed the absence of Gustaf. He frowned without losing his smile, he was engulfed by the happiness of seeing them all again "Where is Gustaf?" he asked then that everyone became silent again.

Everyone stepped back a bit, scratching their heads and not knowing what to say. As if they did not want to talk about it, Bill looked at them with his heart racing, where was his big brother?

"Did you see, Billie, I'm pregnant!" Eija changed the subject, showing her round belly and trying to make him forget the missing Skarsgård. It only worked for a few seconds while Eija made a small parade to make everyone laugh.

"Sincerely, Alex, you could have come to get us-" Silence was heard when the young man recognized the voice of his brother.

Bill turned to him and there he felt that way more than two years had passed. He felt like he was in a different world and the shock slowly devoured him from the inside as his feelings for Y/N resurfaced like a tsunami leaving him no chance to escape.

There, in front of him, he saw Gustaf and Y/N, both with a ring on their finger and a little girl hiding timidly behind Y/N as she looked at Bill with a terrified look.

At that moment, he realized that he had many things to catch up with.

[mypersonalrambling]

Fighting Leads To No Good

Warnings: Sexual themes/smut, Langauge

Pairing: Valter x Reader 

Requested: By @bvckysbrns​

Author’s note: I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK SO LONG. If there are grammar or spelling errors please let me know, I didn’t have anyone to beta read for me. 

“Valter! Come on, we don’t want to be late to your family’s dinner. You know I hate being late. How come I take less time than you to get ready?” You huff, determining if he wasn’t done in the next two minutes you were going to go drag him out of the house.

“Now doll, you know not everyone can just roll outta bed and look gorgeous,” he yelled as he shuffled down the hallway.

“Haha, you just saw me take an hour to put makeup on,” you say rolling your eyes, unfortunately, he wasn’t there to see it.  He rounded the corner, putting his coat on, “Finally, I didn’t think you’d ever stop looking at yourself in the mirror.”

“Hey, I’m not as lucky as you, I can’t look at myself all day so I need to take all the opportunities I can,” he smirked. He opened the door for you, giving your ass a tap. Valter never missed an opportunity to touch your ass or really any part of your body.

The two of you didn’t live too far from his family, however, with traffic, it took longer than usual. Not that you minded since being around his entire family made you a little anxious. There was so many of them, you came from a small family and had never had to deal with so many people at once. Valter always joked he wanted more children than his father, although there were times you didn’t think he was joking. You weren’t entirely against the idea, it did scare you a little to think of raising so many.

He must have been able to sense your nervousness, entwining his fingers with yours, rubbing his thumb along the back of your hand. Valter may not seem like the most sensitive person, but he always knew how to make you feel better. “Princess, everything is going to be fine, it always is.” “I know, I’m trying not to be nervous. I still just don’t like big crowds and I’m still afraid of making a fool of myself in front of them,” you reply looking out the window, seeing Stellan's house in the distance. You tighten your grip slightly, trying to control your breathing. There were already so many cars, you were sure the two of you were late.

When the two of you walked in everyone was already engaged in conversation, most barely notice the two of you walking in. “VALTER!! You finally made it.” Bill declares, pulling him into a quick hug. The two of them exchanged banter a few minutes while you gaze around the room, trying to find someone to talk to. Your eyes landed on Eija who you’ve always felt a strong connection.

“Hey, Eija!” You exclaim walking over and plopping down beside her. “How have you been? I feel we haven’t seen each other in forever. All of us have been so busy lately, Valter has had to be on set, you’ve been modeling, and I’ve been working super hard at the library.”

“I’ve been good...stressed. It seems like I’ve hardly had any downtime lately. I’m constantly going, going, going. We should make time for each other more often. I miss seeing you two. Valter is constantly over, but I know you have a lot on your plate. I don’t know how you work as much as you do,” she declares, patting your knee.

Valter shuffles over, pulling you up enough to sit down then pulls you onto his lap. “You know you could have asked for me to move if you wanted to sit down.”

“That’s so much more work when I can just move you.” He laid his hand on your thigh, rubbing circles trying to calm your nerves some. Of course, this didn’t take away your anxiety, but it did help some. Soon Stellan announced dinner was ready. All of your way into the dining room, conversation ceased just long enough for everyone to get settled. Elija, Valter, Bill, and you fell right back into your previous conversation.

Everyone decided after dinner to separate into different groups and activities. Most of the men and some women went to the living room to watch the soccer game. The rest choose to make some coffee and sit out on the patio to enjoy the nice weather. During halftime, they all came outside in a huff. Naturally, Valter moved you so he could have you on his lap. “Not gonna watch the rest of the game?” You question.

“No, no point, there’s no way they can win, too far behind,” he huffed, taking the chance to grab your cup, taking a huge swig.

“Heyyy,” you whined, “That’s mine.”

“Well now it’s both of ours,” he smirked chugging the rest. It wasn’t long before people began to trickle out. When you tried to move, Valter held you close to him, as much as you loved being close to him, your ass was beginning to hurt, you couldn’t imagine how his legs must feel. Shifting forward you were able to escape his grasp thus finding a very cushy chair. He scrunched his eyebrows and pouted his lips comparable only to an upset child. Reaching over you entwined your fingers with his or well tried. He pulled his hand away in such a manner no one would think he was upset.

Before long you were shifting in your seat, letting out little sighs, hoping he caught on that you wanted to leave. When that didn’t work you knew probably the only way was telling him directly, not wanting to be rude, you messaged him, “Can we please leave? We’ve been here all day and I have to work tomorrow.” His phone vibrated on the table,  he squinted his eyes directly after reading the message. Quickly becoming agitated, you stood up then settled onto his lap so he couldn’t ignore you. “Valter, I want to go home. We’ve been here all day and I have to work in the morning,” you whispered trying to keep the irritation you felt out of your voice, however by the way he was clenching his jaw, you don’t think you succeeded.

Halfway shoving you off, he rose, announcing, “We’re gonna get outta here. It was great seeing everyone.” He hugged the few remaining, promptly leaving thereafter. The car ride was silent, eerily so. You knew he was upset, but you didn’t think it was something he could be this irritated. You thought it would blow over by the time the two of you’d arrived home when it didn’t you wanted to ask, yet thought better of it.

Stripping off your clothes to get ready for bed, that’s when he let loose. “Really? We’d been there all day, so what? It’s not as if we see them all the time or most of them. They’re my family, I want to spend time with them.”

“You don’t think I understand what it’s like to not see your family?! Mine are halfway across the world!!” You hollered, not caring if the neighbors heard you.

“Don’t yell at me. I know you don’t get to see them so you should know how I’m feeling then. It’s not like we have anything to do tomorrow,” he snarled.

“You! You don’t have anything to do tomorrow. I have to go to work, at a normal job. One that I can’t just call in because I feel like it. And one that I have to go to every day. Not all of us have fancy acting jobs that can support us even when we aren’t working. As soon as the words left your mouth, you regretted it. His mouth instantly set in a hard line, his eyes narrowed, his jaw was clenched tight. Then his face softened, tears shone in his eyes.

He shuffled to the bedroom, you followed to apologize, however before any words could leave your lips, he uttered “Get out. I don’t want to see you right now.” He shut the door in your face, leaving your standing in disbelief.  You couldn’t deny he had a right to be upset, but he could at least talk to you. Contemplating what you should do, you take his advice and leave.

This wasn’t how the day was supposed to end. At first, you were walking and running the events through your head. A short time later, you found a bar to take a rest. In the beginning, you weren’t going to drink, however, once you become comfortable you thought there was no harm in having one or two. Those one or two turned into five, feeling good you left to continue your speculative walk. The drinks gave you new-found confidence causing you to venture to parts of town that were unknown to you. You took out your phone desperately wanting to call Valter, however, your phone had died and tragically you hadn’t brought a charger. In your head you kept thinking, it’s just one more turn or one more street, you can backtrack.

Even though nothing looked familiar, it didn’t seem scary. Walking around town at night was nothing new, however, this was the first time you’d done it after moving to Stockholm. Before you would walk around your small town, where nothing happened and everyone knew everyone. You couldn’t help reminiscing about all of the good times you had growing up and the bad, there was plenty of both. Although you didn’t miss the mundane way of small-town living, you occasionally missed the quiet.

You wandered around aimlessly, trying to find anything familiar. There was a bench on the opposite side of the street barely watching to see if there were any cars, you made your way across the street. Though you knew the phone was dead it didn’t stop you from staring at the screen, hoping it to turn on so you could call Valter. Knowing you had no other choice, you stood up determined to at least find a place to charge your phone. Suddenly a loud bang rang through the air, causing the hair on your neck to stand straight up.

Hurriedly searching for the sound, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Thinking maybe it was a fluke, you continued at a more pace, then it happened again, seeming closer. This time you slowly jogged frantically hunting for anything that was open. What seemed out of nowhere, a dinner appeared in your vision, you picked up your pace, wanting to get inside in case whatever was causing the sound was following you.

The waitress at the diner saw your expression and hers softened immediately, “Hun, you alright? You looked spooked.”

“Uhh, no I’m just lost. I’ve been walking around for the last…” you pause looking at the clock, seeing it was four in the morning, you stiffened, “I’ve been walking for the last four hours. Is there a phone I could use to call someone to come pick me up?”

“Sure hun,” she said handing you the phone behind the counter.

Your hands were shaking as you dialed the number, skeptical of whether Valter would answer or not. To your surprise, he answered on the first ring, “Hello?” He questioned

“Valter it’s me, I…”

Before another word could leave your lips, his panicked voice was prominent, “Y/N! Thank god, where have you been? Are you alright? I called everyone I could think of to find you. No one had heard from you. Why didn’t you answer my calls?”

Just as he took a huge breath, you took the chance to speak, “My phone died and had no clue where I was. I had to walk around until I found ae dinner that was open. Please come get me.” You were doing your best to keep it together, but the more you stood there the harder it was.

“Send me the location and I’ll be there as soon as I can.” The line clicked off, you decided to order a cup of coffee to help calm your nerves. He showed up no more than a few minutes later, he rushed in desperately looking for you. You stood up as he rushed over, he pulled you into a hug consequently shoving your face into his chest. “I’m so glad you’re okay I thought something terrible happened. Please don’t ever do that again. I didn’t mean what I said, I should have never said those things. Y/N I couldn’t stop thinking you had been kidnapped or killed and it would have been all my fault. Doll, you mean so much to me, I don’t want to imagine being without you.”

He hadn’t stopped holding you since he walked in. All you could think about was being in his arms, feeling safe. As much as you wanted to stay like this forever, you backed away, “Can we please go home? I’m tired and it’s been a long night.” All you wanted was to go home where you should have been all along. Before tonight you used to think of it as only Valter’s apartment now you thought of it as home. The fact he’d had it before the two of you met and paid for everything was null. You realized however home would be wherever he was.

Shaking his head yes, he threw money down on the counter for the coffee, grabbing your hand. The ride home, he never let go of your hand, hinting at the thought he’d lose you the second he did. Valter barely took five seconds to stop the car, get out and open your door. He practically dragged you through the door and onto the couch. He hadn’t even stopped to take either of your coats off. Grabbing the remote, he flipped through the channels until he found your favorite show.

Soon after he was wrapping his arms around you, his face buried in your neck. His breath hot against your skin, intertwining your fingers with his, drawing small circles. After several minutes it became impossible to ignore your body. Untangling yourself from him, you stood up extending a hand to help him as well. You lead him into the bedroom gently pushing him down on the bed. You began slowly stipping, not intending to tease, however when you saw his eyes narrow and his pupils dilate you couldn’t help yourself.

His eyes never left you during your little striptease. Immediately as you were done, he reached his hands out trying to touch you, you could see the desperation in his eyes.  Before he could make contact, you slapped his hand away. Holding up a finger, you waved it side to side. Not sure you would be able to make it much longer, you reach to help him undress. In the middle of fussing with his shirt, the sudden urge to have him unclothed overtook you. Valter, however, had other plans, he grabbed your hands, moving them away from him. In an instant, he had pushed you on the bed with him standing over you. “My turn sweetheart,” he asserted with a sly smirk. Instead of slowly undressing he pulled you to the edge of the bed until you were hanging off the edge.

He didn’t touch you right away, leaving you exposed and vulnerable. You couldn’t help but whine, you only wanted to be close to him. His touches were soft, first placing kisses along both of your legs, spending extra time on the highest part of your thighs, then maneuvering to place kisses on your stomach, but never giving attention to where you needed him most. Trying to guide him you grab a fistful of his hair, making him let out a deep guttural growl, however you were barely able to budge him. “Don’t make me tie your hands, Kitten.”

He continued his attack not giving you a moments rest. Just when you thought he was never going to touch you, his lips were around your clit, causing you to gasp, “Fuckkkkkk,” you let out, grasping at the sheets. Valter without warning thrust two fingers in, immediately curling them causing your hips to thrust up. Using his other hand, he held your hips down, keeping you from squirming. This attack seemed to last forever, his mouth never leaving your body. He alternated between fucking you with his fingers and fucking you with his tongue. Valter love to watch you squirm from his touch, making sure to go slow enough for you to want more. Every time you got close to orgasming, he would slow down, smirking when you let out sighs of frustrations. “V, please I need to come,” you beg.

His response was to fuck harder and faster, “Don’t come, you can’t come until I say so.” His voice was demanding and stern. You didn’t want to disobey him, however, the tightening in your stomach was difficult to ignore.

“Please, I need too…”  you whimper, grasping the sheets, biting your bottom lip, trying your best to not come.

“Not yet, better not to come without permission,” he growled, giving a thigh a strong smack.

“UGH.” All the sensations were overwhelming you. Your legs clamped around his head, your hands were tangled in his hair, biting your lip hard enough you were sure there would be blood. Becoming too much, you tried to squirm away from him, anything to get some relief from his brutal torture. This did no good, he was much stronger. “Please-e-e-e-e!” You whined, “I can’t hold on much longer.” You brought your hand to your mouth, biting it trying to hold back.

“Now,” he commanded, reaching to intertwined his fingers with yours. Your orgasm crashes through you. Your legs shook, your back arched, your breathing labored. He only let you rest for a second before flipping your body so you were lying on your stomach. It took him seconds to undress, giving you very little time to admire his body. Usually, Valter was rough, hard and fast, focusing on the pleasure. This time was different he wanted to take his time letting the passion overtake you both. The dip in the bed was your signal he was ready, his hands pulling your ass up so it was in the air while using a leg to separate yours. His tip was pressing into your core, begging for entrance. Your long exhale was all the encouragement he needed, before he thrust his entire length. He gave you mere seconds to adjust then pulling almost completely back and thrusting back in. His rhythm was slow, long, knowing there was no rush, taking the time to be close together.

Although this was too slow to your liking, leading you to bounce back. “Valter, please go faster,”  you rasp. Typically you didn’t mind teasing, it was one of your favorite kinks, but you wanted him now. Anytime after you fought all you wanted was to be as close as possible to him. His strokes became even slower, his devious side wanting to tease you until you were begging, however, he took heed in the desperation in your voice.

When he pulled completely out, you let out a disappointed whimper. “Turn over, I want to face you.” No sooner had your back touched the mattress he pushed his entire length in. Still, in no rush, the two of you laid there, unmoving basking in the moment. Your eyes never left his, softly touching his back, running your fingers through his hair. At last, he moved, returning to his long and slow pace. This time it didn’t seem tortuous, it seemed loving, you were unsure if it was because the two of you were now facing, all you knew was that you didn’t want it to end.

He leaned down for a desperate, passionate kiss, his hand by your hair made its way to cup your face. Simultaneously, he readjusted until he was hitting at a different angle, he knew when he’d found the right spot when you moaned into the kiss. He broke apart focusing his attention on your body. Valter was treating you like a porcelain doll as if you’d break any second. He gradually fastened his pace, his strokes becoming shorter. Leaning down, his lips pressing against yours, this time the kiss was deeper, harder. During this moment, Valter slides his hand adding much-needed attention to your clit causing you to let out a delightful hiss, letting the sensations from the circles he was rubbing engulf your body. He was alternating between light and solid pressure, knowing exactly what you needed.

Even though he had picked up the pace, he was still taking his time, knowing neither of you wanted this to end. He pulls back one more, staring for a moment before whispering, “Y/N you’re so amazing.” He stopped, you could tell he wanted to say more, however, decided it wasn’t the right time. Throughout this entire interaction, he had never stopped, although his pace was quickening. Rapidly you could feel the tightening in your stomach, your heart rate was speeding up, beads of sweat forming of your face. “So close,” you whisper, Vatler took this cue to speed up. His face became contorted, his eyebrows furrowed, he was biting his bottom lip, giving you the signal that he was close. He started to rub your clit faster, hoping for the both of you to come at the same time. That little movement was all it took for you to come, he followed right after. You were able to feel the spurts of come filling you.

The two of you laid there, catching your breath before he finally rolled off of you to lie by your side. As much as you wanted to be in his arms, both of you were far too sweaty. “Valter, I’m so sorry. I crossed the line today. I should have never said those things. There’s no excuse and I’m sorry for leaving and not telling you, I know you were scared. I wasn’t thinking straight V. I love you and I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re my rock and one of the only people who can keep me grounded,” you say running your fingers through his hair.

“No Y/N, I’m the one who should be apologizing. You were only saying how you felt. I should have been more considerate. I know I can be selfish at times. You’re one of the most selfless people I know. I can’t imagine how hard it’s been for you to move halfway across the world. Please, you deserve so much more.”

“Valter please, you were upset we all say things when we’re upset that we don’t mean. Let's just forget about it. Better yet why don't’ make rules: No leaving without telling someone, we pause if feel like saying something to hurt the other, and remember we aren’t perfect. If we mess up it’s okay, and we’re allowed to get upset. But we need to remember why we’re together. Do you have anything else?”

“That instead of holding it in, we tell the other right away when something is bothering us. We need to write this down,” he said rolling off the bed to stand and look for something he could write on. All he could find was an old script of his, “This’ll do.” He wrote the rules the two of you had come up with, showing it to you when he was done. Even though his handwriting was atrocious, it was perfect. It was decided the best place to put it was on the refrigerator so you would see it every day.

After sticking it on the fridge the two of you just looked for a moment, hoping you followed it. It would be difficult, but relationships take time and work. He brings you close to him, his chin resting on the top of your head, “We should probably try to get some sleep.”

Looking at the time you let out a sigh, “I can’t Valter, I have to be at work in a couple of hours and I know going to sleep now would only make me more tired.”

“Call off Doll. I know you don’t like to, but you need some sleep. You wouldn’t be able to make it through the day.”

“Fineeee,” you whine not really wanting to call of, however, you knew he was right. There would be no way for you to make it today, you’d most likely end up falling asleep at the counter. After informing your boss you wouldn’t be coming, you and Valter crashed, the last thing you remember was him whispering he loved you and to never leave.