#adam x eve olla

[zanate-in-the-stars]

I NEED HELP ON FINDING A FIC

So it was Adam (only lovers left alive) x reader. It basically was Adam finding reader after they've been turned into a vampire and left to die. So Adam takes her to his house and helps her to adapt and it's a bit hard since she refuses to drink blood and isolates herself in a room. There's no Eve in the story. it's a one shot and I have searched tags everywhere, I thought @ladyfluff was the author but I don't think so anymore after scrolling for so long lol.

[auryn-lk]

Only Lovers Left Alive

tool : photoshop

[dyns33]

Flufftober 4 - Only lovers left alive

Adam x Eve x Reader 

           "They came back."

           "The zombies ? I thought they came often, which really pisses you off all the time."

           "No. It's different. It's the little zombies."

Y/N looked up from her book to stare at Adam, who was circling the living room like a cat defending its territory, passing by the window to look through the curtain to see if the intruders had finally left. Eve didn't move, as she hadn't moved when someone rang, continuing to stroke Y/N's hair while humming.

It might sound strange, but since living with ​​vampires Y/N had lost track of time. Her days had turned into nights, the hours seemed to either go by terribly fast, or stand still for an eternity, and so she hadn't realized that Halloween night had arrived.

She could have guessed that it was a night that Adam hated even more than the others. Children, or 'little zombies' as he called them, kept coming asking for candy when they saw that there was some light.

           "They threw eggs." grumbled Adam, pressing his nose against the window. "On the door, and on my car."

           "That's what happens when you don't give them a treat. You get a trick."

           "It's a collector's car, very old, very precious. Next time, I'll open the door and eat one as an example."

           "We don't eat little zombies. Eve, tell him we don't eat little zombies."

           "Listen to our darling, love." she said continuing to play with her hair as if nothing had happened.

           "... Not even a finger ? To stop them from coming ?"

Of course, Adam wasn't really serious. He knew what would happen if he hurt a child. Not only was it wrong, he had never hurt a little zombie, when he was still a zombie himself and after his transformation, but also because even more zombies would disturb their serenity.

They might even have to move. Which he didn't want at all. He hated travelling even more than he hated humans.

Small humans in particular.

For her part, Eve still said nothing. She didn't really like mortals, but they fascinated her sometimes. She always wondered what incredible they were going to invent the next day. But not a word about the children.

           "You... Did you have children ?"

The two vampires turned to her, oblivious to the screams that echoed in the street.

           "I mean, before. Or after. Not in a conventional way of course, I understood that it was not possible, but by transforming them? Or is it prohibited perhaps ? I imagine that it is not a good idea to change a child. You wanted to have some ? You... Want to have some ?"

The couple said nothing, each suddenly looking at the other. Obviously they had never had this discussion, or very quickly, a very long time ago, and they had wanted to forget it.

Y/N then quickly changed the subject, asking if they had ever tried making blood candy. While Adam grimaced and indignantly thought of such horror, Eve remained silent.

Later, when Detroit was totally asleep and the musician was taking advantage of the calm to compose a new song while wearing his headphones, Y/N got up to face Eve.

           "You... You wanted children, didn't you ?"

           "You're funny, darling. Where do you get such an idea ? With Ava, Adam, and now you, I already have a lot of work. But to answer you clearly, no, never."

           "Really ?"

           "Really. However... Adam wanted some. At first."

           "Adam wanted children ?" Y/N whispered loudly, not sure if he could hear them through his headphones.

           "At first, as I just told you. He was devastated to learn that I couldn't biologically have one. Of course, he almost immediately talked about adoption. Then I turned him, he saw the world with my eyes and he gradually changed his mind. I'm not sure he really wanted a child. It was more the idea of ​​creating something with me, and we've created a lot together since."

           "It's still a bit sad."

           "Maybe. But it would also have been a lot of fear and argument. Beings like us avoid getting attached to too many people. It's so easy to lose our loved ones. Not only did he not want a child anymore, but for a long time Adam didn't want to see anyone but me. A real hermit. He only spoke to people if it was necessary, or if they were really exceptional, so very infrequently."

With a big smile, Eve then rubbed her head against Y/N's like a cat, to show her all her affection, and make her understand that she was special.

The three of them now formed a small family. Soon they would transform her, and they would be together forever, even when they weren't together, happy to know they would meet again at some point. .

They didn't need children for that.

           "I still wonder if Adam would have been a good father. I mean, I know he would, but I imagine him being very stressed."

           "Oh, darling, you know him so well." Eve purred, kissing her. "You just have to see how he behaves as soon as you have to leave the house. With a child it would be much worse. And you have to be prepared. When you're like us, he won't let you go anywhere alone for at least a century."

           "You're kidding ?"

           "No, she's not kidding." Adam replied, continuing to play the violin, still wearing his headphones and turning his back to them.

           "You are not my father !"

           "I don't see the connection. Zombies are dangerous, the world is dangerous, I'm only careful."

           "It's just excessive." translated their lover. "Don't worry, I'll be there to calm him down, so you can fly on your own. Even if I'll still be attentive. I don't want anything to happen to you either. "

           "It seems to me that we are all fine only because you are here to make sure of it." half joked Y/N.

This made Adam groan, who seemed to decide that he had composed enough for the night, and that he too deserved a little attention, going to slump between Y/N and Eve, silently asking for caresses and kisses.

They were going to meet his expectations when there was a very loud knock on the door.

           "Trick or Treat !" shouted adults several times, visibly drunk.

           "... I was wrong, big zombies are just as terrible as little zombies." mumbled Adam. "They're there later at night, and they're harder to scare."

           "And they'll piss on your car."

           "... I'll eat one, as a warning !"

Despite his best efforts, Adam couldn't get up, caught by his two lovers who held him down until the intruders left, showering him with all the love they could.

Adam was almost not angry the next day, when he had to wash his precious car with lot of water, the smell was unbearable for him.

[mewmurdock]

adam and eve

this masterlist is all one big story, one between you, adam, and eve. think of it as a collection of one shots that could be read as a series. these one shots, as they are written, will be put here in the order in which i intend them to be read, if you wanted to read them as one big story. you do not have to read it as such, (it isn't a full series) but i personally like it this way. happy reading <3.

note: i will not be writing threesome smut written for this specific grouping of characters.

Stars

[lokis-leah]

Adam - Only Lovers Left Alive (2013)

[chocnat]

Currently watching Only Lovers Left Alive for I think the second time around with the thought that I think I watched this before, when I was in college.

Now my 25 y.o ass is fully enjoying this experience. And Tom Hiddleston's voice here is just AHSJDJWBDJKSBWHSGSJANBSHAJSGSJSBEJDBDJDJDNSJJSJAHAIABSNDJDBDJD I'm having a melt-down

Also, I wanna know how long Tom Hiddleston mastered the instruments.

[mellowgirl01]

💕☕MasterList☕💕

Keys: Fluff-☁   Smut-❣   Fluff/smut-🌦   Angst-🖤 Fluff/Angst-🌺  All of the above-💖💋

🍷SWEET WINE🍷

🌸SUGAR AND SPICE🌹

Loki:

The woman & The Devil❣

Tom:

The Unforgettable🖤

Female Loki:

Adam And Eve:

Deep Blue Velvet - ☁

💖Others💖

💖Third💖

Isle 4-9 - ☁

[moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown]

Star eyed. (Adam olla x reader)

*so @ladyfluff had an anon talk about Edgar Allan Poe and I wrote a thing based on it. Idk I love Adam and OLLA.*

Adam sat on the sofa, his fingers running through his mortal lovers hair, her eyes trained on him as he whispered the same tale of how he had helped write her favorite Poe story, The raven.

He had told her the same tale he had to guess over a million times by now, but she still looked at him in wonder every single time, her eyes sparkling as he recounted the nights spent sitting in the grey study Poe wrote in, the dreary feelings the poet just spewed in waves, Adam never failed to make his mortal lover gasp when he said he thought of the raven idea, her eyes widening and a small little gasp exiting her mouth.

“And Poe, the drunk he was, looked at me, his eyes, almost black, like a ravens feather, he looked me up and down and nodded. ‘A raven? Adam...brilliant’ and he smiled. It was the only time I saw him smile besides when he talked of Virginia, you would have liked her, she was a kind soul, they loved each other in a way, as Poe said, that was more then love. He was brilliant, but so broken deep inside after her death. I had to save him from freezing to death a few times. He would sit at her grave for hours, they had love that was so much more then love.”

Adam looked down at his soft little zombie, her eyes soft with sleepiness as tended to happen when he told his stories to her, often referring to his voice like sleeping pills. Leaning down he pressed his lips to her forehead, moving slowly to her nose, then her cheeks, finally landing on her lips.

“Thank you, for indulging me. I love hearing you speak about the friends you had. It’s amazing. Truly.” Smiling Adam sighed

“I will tell you anytime you ask even if it’s the fifteen millionth time I have told you the story.”

Eve leaned against the doorway, her hand against her lips, a gentle smile on her face. Her husband and soul mate had found a small shred of happiness, a soft, wonderful, little zombie, as the couple liked to call their mortal lover, she loved to listen to eve speak of the time before time, of the inquisition and the Black Plague, but Eve knew she had a favor toward hearing Adam speak of his time with Poe or Tesla, his short meeting of Emily Dickinson.

Though Eve never tired of how Adam spoke and told the stories, she knew their sweet lover was just the person Adam needed, he recounted the tales and times and she was starry eyed at him, her hands clutching Adams arm thrown over her chest, his fingers slowly moving through her hair. Often she would fall asleep, a small smile on her face.

“Well this is a sight I will never tire of.” Walking forward Eve leaned over the back of the sofa, kissing Adam softly before leaning further over to press a soft kiss to Y/Ns forehead.

“You need sleep though, our little mortal” the soft groan made the two vampires chuckle,

“Yes, you do, we’ll come lay with you until you fall asleep if you want.” Eve smiled at her quick nod. Making there way to the bedroom Adam tucked her right into his chest, the common way y/n liked to sleep, face pressed to Adams front, Eve softy placed behind her, secure and protected by her immortal lovers.

Eve watched Adam, his fingers moving in slow circles over the sleeping girls back,

“She never tires of the same stories, always so star eyed as of it was the first telling again.” Adam nodded looking at his wife,

“I want to keep her forever Eve, I want to....I’m selfish for wanting to keep her forever but. I want her, with us, until the end.” Eve sighed nodding her hand moving to grasp her husbands softly.

“I want that too. But it has to be on her terms. She hasn’t asked yet about it, when she does, we’ll know then, and only then will we figure out how and when. For now, let’s enjoy her warmth, she is so warm, and soft, beautiful.”

Adam nodded his eyes slipping closed

“Our little zombie. Forever”

[thefutureofthegalaxy]

I've been exposed to a lot of good OTPs/ships recently. Aside from SigMoira, I'm also fangirling about Adam and Eve from Only Lovers Left Alive. They're just so darn romantic!

[zanate-in-the-stars]

@sleeplessy FOUND IT

Thank you so much btw,really <3

Here it is for the people that also wanted to read it: https://www.tumblr.com/give-me-a-moose/676223343430615040/suit-yourself

@ladyfluff @chronicallybubbly

[auryn-lk]

Ok, I've tried something ^^' :

[dyns33]

Y/N : "Before all this mess, there was Adam..." 

Adam : "Hmm ?" 

Y/N : "And Eve..." 

Eve : "Feeling biblical tonight darling ?" 

Y/N : "And Steve !" 

Adam : "... Steve ?" 

Eve : "Haha. You got me here." 

Adam : "... Who is Steve ? What's happening ?"

Eve : "Don't worry baby." 

Adam : "You know this Steve too ? How ? Where ? When ? He's one of the others ? He tried to touch Y/N ? He... Y/N, you love him ? No. No ! You're ours ! I'll fight Steve !" 

Y/N : "... Oh boy. Adam, wait, calm down." 

Eve : "No darling, don't tell him yet, it's too funny." 

Adam : "Where is he ?!" 

Y/N : "He'll sulk when we will tell him." 

Eve : "He always sulk." 

Adam : "Is Steve better than me ???"

(This joke only works if your name is not Steve, I'm sorry)

[mewmurdock]

Poly fic Eve x reader x Adam

Stars

Summary: You, Adam and Eve go out into the middle of nowhere and look at the stars.

Pairing: Adam x Reader x Eve

Warnings: A given for Adam — some harsh language.

A/N: Alright, let's try something new. There is a footnote here, but you don't even have to pay attention to it if you don't want to.

"Hey, uh, Adam?"

The musician looks upward as you make your way into the doorway of his living room. He is currently hitting a guitar with a cello bow. Experimenting in D minor. "Yeah?" he asks, his eyes soft.

"Eve wants to know if we can go out tonight. She says it's going to be a lovely night for the stars. Cassiopeia is going to be out, since it's fall now."

He blinks. "Where are we gonna go?"

"Er... just around the corner. We could even just go in the backyard if you want." Your voice is quiet, shy. You didn't mean to interrupt him with his work.

"There are wolves around here," he says blankly. "We're gonna have to go a little further than around the corner. Tell her I'm ready to go when you guys are."

You nod, then go out of the room. You hear another D minor chord as you leave. It sounds pretty, but sad, as most minor chords do.

"What did he say?" says Eve, her eyes bright and curious. Her hair is tied up, and her gloves are on the table.

"He said we should go out further than the backyard because of the wolves. But he's all ready to go."

She nods. "Ah. Okay. You're ready, love?"

"Yep," you say with a grin. "I'm ready."

"Good." Her voice is honey, melodic and sweet. White smile and wrinkle covered face — smiling and laughing can do that to you. She reaches out and caresses your cheek a little.

And for a moment, you know she can sense the love you feel for the both of them, the husband and wife that let you in and told you their secret, the couple that, somehow, loves you in the same way that they love each other.

"Ready?" asks Adam, coming around the corner. His face is covered by shadows, and his eyes show a single star in them, a tiny ball of white.

You smile. "Yeah. Do you want to bring your lute?"

"I've already put it in the backseat."

Eve chuckles at that. "I'm surprised you're actually going. I thought you'd want to stay inside, because of the humans that come around."

"No," Adam says, his face remaining still. "Ian took care of them before Ava came around."

You nod, not saying anything after that. Ian is still a tough topic for Adam, understandably.

"Besides," Adam says, his straight line of a mouth tilting upward into a smile just a little, "I'd rather spend time with my loves anyway."

Loves. That's always something that a little part of you will doubt. The plural that Adam speaks of.

Eve's hand drifts down to your own hand, and squeezes it gently. "Now, darling," she says, her voice feather light and whispery, "I don't know what you're thinking, only what you're feeling. But now is not the time for doubt. Let's go have some fun, yeah?"

You smile, nod your head once. "Sure!"

Adam leads you and Eve out of the house, his gloved hand trailing behind him to connect with Eve's. Her arm is likewise stretched behind her to lock hands with you. A train, you think.

Today is a day where you are in the backseat. Adam and Eve sit in their usual seats, driver and passenger. Tomorrow, you will all rotate, and you will drive, with Adam next to you and Eve behind you. So it goes. Equal time with everyone in the car.

"Where to, love?" Eve asks. While they discuss where to go, you put your seat belt on and glance over at the lute next to you — which is laying on the seat facing forward, almost like a little person. It does have a voice, you think. And an age. And Adam does call it a he.

You run your hand over the ginormous fretboard just like Eve would, careful not to even scratch it.

The car starts to move.

It doesn't take too long for you to end up near an empty field. Adam drives off of the road when he thinks the spot is right, and you glance out of the window to actually look at where you are.

Long, light brown grass that sticks up and waves in the gentle breeze, a deep blue sky with a little bit of a lighter blue in the west, and stars.

Stars, little white balls of gas that are clustered together, or all spread out in the sky, langourously, like Eve on her husband's lap.

And there are millions of them.

Eve glances back at you, and, seeing that you're looking out to your right, turns to look as well. She gasps, a little excited sigh leaving her.

"Oh, it's beautiful!"

Adam puts the car in park, the old stick shift jerking clumsily as he grips it. "I have blankets too, so we can go on the car hood. Or the roof. Dunno."

"I call the roof!" you say, excitedly. "Is — is that okay?"

They nod, and as you practically bounce out of the car, they look at each other.

"She reminds me of Ava," Eve says softly. "I know I've told you that before."

"Yes," Adam mumbles, that little smile curving up his mouth again, "you have. But she's... she's not as mischievous as Ava. Ava's more..."

"Carnal?"

"Yeah. Annoying. Rude. Young. Stupid."

"Adam, you forget. Ava's technically your sister in law."

"So? Fuck her."

"Adam." Eve's voice now has a tone of warning in it. "You may not like her, and I can fully understand why, but we shouldn't say such things."

Her tone softens again. "Our darling, however ... she's none of those things. Well, she's young. Very young, compared to us."

A tap on the window, then. Your voice, muffled by the closed windows:

"Are you guys coming up, or are you too busy fucking in the backseat?"

"We've never done that," Adam sighs. "We'll be up in a second, love."

"I miss you." You sound like you're whining, but they know it's all good fun. "Come up, pwease."

Eve smiles. "Oh, alright. Come on, Adam."

They both get out of the car, and find you spread out on the car's roof, facing upward toward the infinite sky above you. The air is pleasant, neither too hot nor too cold. Adam gets his lute from the backseat.

Eve gasps again. "There she is!"

She, you quickly notice, is not talking about you. Her eyes are also looking up, wide and joyfully, at the sky above you. She's found Cassiopeia.

Adam and Eve both get onto the car hood, their eyes not leaving the sky. They are illuminated by the moonlight, and the blue of the sky, which is now becoming blacker as time goes on.

They both lay on the blankets you've put down, their heads almost touching yours.

It's a beautiful night for absorbing things.

As Adam gently plucks some lute strings in A minor*, you all breathe together.

You lay there for a while, almost lured to sleep by the gentle chords and Eve's mumbling:

"That's Cassiopiea, see the little M? And over there, a little below that... oh, that's King Cepheus.

"Those two were lovers, back in ancient Greece. Cassiopeia was vain, too vain, and it became her downfall when she claimed she was more beautiful than the gods.

"Hera, the queen of the gods, heard this from Olympus. She rushed down to Cassiopeia and, in her anger, tied her to a chair upside down and threw her into the sky, and that's how she became a constellation. 'Let's see how beautiful you are in the sky,' she said. 'Now, you can show everyone how beautiful you are.'

"Cepheus, in his grief, begged Zeus to let him stay with her as another constellation, and Zeus was so moved by Cepheus's love for Cassiopiea that he threw Cepheus into the sky, too.

"And there they are, right next to each other, their love for each other still just as constant."

"But she was vain," you point out sleepily, looking at the lovers in the sky, "her ego was too great for her. How could the king have loved her that much?"

Eve shrugged. "I don't know. Love is weird like that."

"If there's one thing I've learned about love," Adam says, "it's that it can endure everything, even the flaws of the people it has been sparked between." His voice is soft with thought, very deep thought.

And, as if they've previously talked it through, Adam and Eve both reach upward, and connect your hand with their own.

* 'Our Hearts Condemn Us', Josef Van Wissem

[justthehiddleswrites]

It’s Just a Pumpkin | Adam x Charlie

A/N: I finally finished something.  A miracle.  So this takes place a few months after Bleeding Hearts. 

Pairing: Adam (OLLA) x Charlie Bock (OC)

Summary: Charlie is excited for the spooky season and can’t understand why Adam is so against it.

Warnings: mentions of past trauma (night terrors), most fluff, light angst

Adam and Charlie Masterlist

Thank you for reading and enjoying my stories and work.  

--

“No.”

“But it is just…”

“Charlie, no.” His voice growing more terse.

“They were on sale at the Farmer’s Market. I was going to make pie later on.”

Adam stood up and walked to the doorway connecting the kitchen to the living room. His robe open and he hadn’t bothered with pajama bottoms that morning. “I can smell them, Charlie. Those are not pumpkins for eating. They’re pumpkins for….” His lips curled up into a sneer. “…carving.”

Charlie’s chin dropped towards her chest, her brown curls sadly bouncing. “I didn’t think you could tell the difference.” 

Adam rolled his eyes, but only because her head faced the floor. “Well, it’s another note to add to your Adam notebook.” He stood there, watching her. Charlie’s eyes staring at the swirls of dirt and dust obscuring the pattern of the worn linoleum of their shared kitchen. His resolve and anger quickly melting away.

“I’ll give them away at the hospital on my next shift.” she commented, her voice hardly louder than a whisper. “I’m sure they can go to someone who gets to celebrate the holidays.” She shook her head from side to side as she spat out the words. 

Of everything they had ever argued about, and at this point Adam had lost count of the number of things, nothing had left a sore spot with Charlie as much as Adam’s utter and bitter hatred for Halloween. 

“It’s a bastardization of All Hallows Eve in order for the capitalist machine called the American economy to eek out more money for the consumers.” he countered the first time they argued over it. Back in July, when Charlie first brought up the idea of decorating.

“So what?! Maybe I don’t mind that! Maybe I enjoy the one day of the year where I got to pretend to be someone else?! Anyone else besides who I was. It was a night of escape and fantasy, Adam. Of magic.” She plopped down in the chair not too far from him that evening. “Why can’t I have that?” He sighed, holding his head in his hands. Something Adam found himself doing on a more and more frequent basis since he met Charlie. “Because you don’t need it anymore.”

“HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT I NEED?!” Charlie yelled, only to regret it as Adam stood and walked into the bedroom, taking his beloved Gibson with him, without another word. She quietly slipped into bed that night and Adam pulled her close against him without another word.

Now every time she even mentioned “October” or the “holiday season”, he would leave the room, sometimes slamming doors, but usually not. Charlie did her best to chalk it up to Adam’s “moodiness”, his demeanor. But she knew it was something else. And she didn’t dare ask. 

She sighed. “They will be gone by tomorrow, Adam. And until then, I will put them outside, okay?”

He gave a brief nod. Charlie walked towards him and gave his lips a peck. “Now, when is the last time you had a hot meal?” She pulled him towards the couch with a laugh.

-

Charlie snored softly next to Adam as he slipped out of the covers and made his way to the spare bedroom. He sat at the end of the bed, balancing Charlie’s laptop on his knees, while he logged onto Zoom. A familiar face popped onto the screen after he spent about twenty minutes fiddling and curing. 

“Adam.” Simone’s pleasant tone rang out. “It’s been too long since we spoke. Is everything okay with Charlie? The nightmares?”

Adam frowned. “About twice a month, unless she pulls double shifts at the hospital and then every night until she gets proper sleep. I believe you call it ‘self-care’.” He rolled his eyes at the last bit. “I didn’t exactly coin the term, Adam.” Her lips pulled into a thin smile. “This isn’t about Charlie. At least not entirely, is it?”

“No.”

He watched as Simone pulled out a calendar and flipped the page. “Oh, I see.” Her shoulders slumped, and she takes a deep breath. “Adam, sometimes a pumpkin is just a pumpkin.”

He nodded, his face twisting in pain. “I know that, but…” his voice trailed off and he looked away.

Simone tucked a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. “Tell me about your first Samhain together.”

Adam’s head snapped towards the screen, his eyes flashed for a moment and then he slumped to his side. “It was about four months after we met…”

-

Charlie woke up the next evening to find Adam gone. She checked the spare bedroom and then the living room. She heard something hit the kitchen table and she walked in to find Adam’s back hunched as he worked on something. A smile creeped over her face.  “Are you tinkering with the microwave again, darling? Because I don’t want to have to buy…” She walked in front of him and stopped speaking as he set down the kitchen knife.

Adam spun the pumpkin around to reveal a crude jack-o’-lantern face carved into the pumpkin. He twisted his hands on top of the table. “My artistic talents lie elsewhere.” He responded softly.

Charlie smiled as she sat down and took his hand, squeezing it. “You didn’t have to do this. I was willing to—”

“—Halloween reminds me of Eve.” he blurted out. “Particularly jack-o’-lanterns. And pumpkins.” 

She swallowed hard. “I’m sorry.”

He ran his thumb over her knuckles. “Don’t be. I should have told you, instead of ignoring it.”  He exhaled sharply. 

Charlie smirked at him. “Perhaps you could tell me about it and we could incorporate some of it around the house?” She raised a brow. “Unless Simone already suggested that.”

Adam’s eyes grew wide. “How did you…?”

“You never say you are ignoring your feelings, you just say you don’t have them.” She stood and went to make her evening coffee. “Have you eaten?” Her hand poised on the freezer door handle.

“Not yet, I was busy ensuring I didn’t chop off a finger.” He moved to grab a cordial glass from the cabinet.

Charlie took his hands and counted all ten fingers. “All accounted for.” She laced her fingers with his, pulling him close, wrapping her arms around him. “Love you.”

He leaned down and inhaled Charlie’s scent, her bay rum soap still lingering from her shower the night before. “I love you more.” 

[mellowgirl01]

Deep Blue Velvet

Master List

Words: 1708 Characters: 8569

A/N: I really wanted to do something for my good friend lady and also have a story about my two favorite lovers again. So this one is for you Lady. It’s not really a date date but I hope you still like it. This is also a bonus part to my story Sweet Wine. Go check it out when you can. Love you @ladyfluff. Happy reading!!!

As I looked outside the window to all of the city lights. I sighed. I tried so hard all throughout this week not to cry for multiple reasons. My emotions were always getting the best of me, they just never stopped. Like how old Victorian was still standing, or how we got to see Ian again. This time with a wife and child on the way. Yet as those three days turned into a week I once again understood why we couldn’t stay. It had only been 5 years and Detroit had already changed so much. From the shops to the dinners. Take for instance the one that I worked at. That changed too. It went from being a little hole in the wall to some fancy inn/ restaurant. Guess that owner got a raise after all. That’s still not what got me though. What got me was yesterday. 

Adam wanted me to be able to see my family. How they were and who was still among the living. Every year or so my family has a reunion. I remember each one vividly, even after all the things that I went through this past couple of years. They were the memories I decided to keep. To not let fade into the black. I had my aunt to thank for. She was always there to make sure that I was there at every family event. To not feel left out. Little did she know that that was gonna happen whether she liked it or not. I was an outcast now that I was ‘dead’. I saw her sitting in her old rocking chair. She had some gray hairs but she didn’t look any less beautiful. She told me that if a person is able to wake up in the morning every day then there isn’t any reason to look at how you feel. That’s no one's business but yours. That comment stuck with me throughout my life and even to this day. I wanted to run up and hug her and tell her how much I thought about her and hoped that she was okay. That I’m sorry I hurt her so much. Adam caught me before I could move another inch. I ripped my arm away from his grip. 

For a split second, I was happy. For that split second, I was overwhelmed with so much emotion that I forgot all about what we even agreed on. 

“I’m so sorry Y/N, but you know the life you chose.”

Eve’s soft words didn’t make the reality sting any less. It made it feel as though I were a child being what to and not to do. It felt disgusting and like I was worthless. It wasn’t her fault though. It was mine. For even being so naive to come here and think that everything would be how it was. Of course, things changed. No matter if it was for better or worse I knew better. I knew that I could never see my family again but like an idiot I forgot. At least I still got to see her smile. Play around with the babies in my family that no longer looked like the cute little chubby babies I last saw them as. All throughout the night, I couldn’t sleep. My mind plagued me with the thoughts of my aunt. ‘Did she still think I was out there still? Somewhere? Or has she given up?’ ‘Can she still feel my spirit? Even if it’s technically gone?’ Question after fucking question never stopped.

I hadn’t slept since last night. That’s why I sat in front of the window in the attic. The view wasn’t really much but it was something. Everything was silent until that said silence was broken by footsteps that sound heavy. It belonged to none other than the man I loved. Could ever love. He knelt beside my chair and took my hand in his, patted it a few times. My gaze never steered from the city’s starry lights.

“What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

“Nothing.”

“Darling, by now I know you. Even if I didn’t know you I at; east knows that you’re sitting in my thinking spot, in my thinking chair. So, you must be thinking about something.”

“Please just, let’s not talk about this Adam.”

He didn’t like that. I could tell. Adam doesn’t scream or shout if he doesn't have to. For the most part, he will say nothing and let his actions speak for him. This time I think I pissed him off. Taking in another huge gulp of air and letting it out I head down one level to where the bedroom would be and see him packing some bags. Eve heard the commotion and of course went upstairs. It’s safe to say that she knew that Adam was made the way he packed all of the clothes and books into two suitcases. She was just in the same boat as I was though as we both questioned why he was packing. It kinda made me nervous until I saw my clothing being smoothed into the huge white and black case.

“Adam what are you-”

“If there is any book, any electronics or instruments that you would like to have while we are driving get it now. We’re leaving. Don’t ask me where cause I won’t tell you. So get your things and let’s go.”

Like clockwork, we all packed our things into a large duffel bag and booked it for the car. Adam’s old beauty had not failed us yet. It’s honestly no wonder as to why he loved it so much. I saw that he was driving out of town I got really confused. He didn’t seem mad anymore just in a rush rather. Not even about the sun really it was another thought. Something that I couldn’t pinpoint. Once we were in the countryside and far away from anything or anyone he stopped and parked his car in the middle of a grassy field. All was quiet except for the humming of the car and the radio that played some guitar in the background. Adam turned in his seat to be able to look at me in the back and Eve that was to his left. 

“Let’s get out. I need to show you both something that I should have a long time ago.”

Once we were all out Adam hoisted me up onto the car and Eve as well. Even though she could have climbed up on her own. I think it was because of the fact that he just loved being romantic like that towards us. Our own rock and roll gentlemen. 

He pointed to the moon and told us to look right.

“Right there. That’s my star.”

“How do you even know that’s your star? There are billions of stars out here Adam.”

“Cause my love. That star right there has been a very bright one throughout my years. When I first came to America that was the time that I had lost everything. You included when I couldn’t get in touch with you. I felt all alone and hated it. So I became a nomad. Following wherever the night took me. Along my way. I found a man. Honestly, if we had more time I would have made him one of my legends. He listened to my troubles and told me that right there. IS my star. Normally people look down upon life when they're sad. So much that they don’t look up because what’s the point if your life is in a spiraling mess. So he gave me something to look at. While it didn’t stop the depression. Nothing ever really will. He was right. It made me want to wait. To see if the sky would fall or change in some way. And over time it has.”

Adam finally got on top of the car with me and Eve. Sitting on my right he wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek and forehead. Pulling me closer he wasted his head on top of mine.

“Things change. While the feelings might not life will always, change.”

“I Know that.”

“I know you know that. That’s not my point though.”

“As you also know love bug. Adam is a man if art. He explains visually rather than orally and to the script. What he’s trying to say is that this is the time where you must let go of not letting go. Until the final person is dead and gone- even your acquaintances that you never thought you would care about. They will all die. You will feel pain, anger, sadness. We all have. Yet no matter what life you chose. You would have had to do that anyways.”

“Can’t this cycle just stop? For once.”

“Afraid not love. I too wish it did.”

“So have I. unfortunately. Those who go against nature tend to hurt the most, and so, here we are. Doomed to feel such torture for all eternity.”

“At least it’s not so bad when you have someone to share it with. Or some people. I love you both.”

“We love you more, more than time itself.”

Sadly that night ended with us having to leave old Victoria once more. Adam said that he had a feeling that the old girl would be put down soon in order for a new house to be built. Thank god all of our things were taken out of there before that would ever even happen. I had to say she looked weird naked and stripped from all her joyful memories with a rockstar like Adam, but it was time. With one last goodbye to Ian, we were on our way to the next town to book a flight out of the country and to another place. Right then it dawned on me that no matter what date I had ever gone on. None of them would have been as romantic as the ones with my lovers by my side. It’s good to know that at least some things still stay the same. Still, give you that warm and fuzzy feeling when it’s true. That thing is called love.

[jtargaryen18]

J’s Haunted House 2020

The Premise

A celebrity haunted house for charity will be open one night only, Halloween night. You spent days trying to get a ticket online for the event. Thanks to a bad day on Halloween, you get there only a minute before the line closes. You’re the last person to go in and thinking that’s either really bad (everyone is tired or would be in a hurry to see you out) or really good (maybe you’d get some extra time with the one you came to see).

You are never seen again.

The Collection

The stories with at least one new story posted each day of October. Enjoy!

Warning: The stories in this collection may contain dark themes, violence, non-con, dub-con and more. Please read responsibly. 

Overture (Klaus Mikaelson & Mike Weiss (not a romantic pairing)) by @jtargaryen18​

Haunted House (Adam (OLLA) x Reader) by @just-the-hiddles​

He Who Wields the Machete (Andy Barber x Reader) by @geniedetails​

Scream For Me (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @sweeterthanthis​

Murder, He Wrote | Part 2 (Ransom Drysdale x Reader) by @what-is-your-plan-today​ @southerngracela​

Hell Night | Part 2 | Part 3 (Curtis Everett x Reader) by @caffiend-queen​

Rose Red’s All Hallows Eve | Part 2 | Part 3 (Curtis Everett x Reader) by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​

Possesionem (Brock Rumlow x Reader) by @nekoannie-chan​

Hunting Grounds (Ari Levinson x Reader) by @geniedetails​

Who Are You, Where Are We, And What the Hell am I Wearing? (Steve Rogers x Reader) by @brooklyn-1918​

The Soldier's Chase (Steve Rogers x Reader) @rosalynshields​

My Sweet Addiction (Carol Danvers x Reader) @imanuglywombat​

The Flip Side (Mr. Freezy x Reader & Mr.Freezy x Reader x Clay Apuzzo) by @mdemontespan1667​

Unhinged (Mr. Freezy x Reader) @chris-evans-indian-fanfic​

October the 31st, the day I disappeared (Curtis Everett x Reader) @holylulusworld​

Collide (Andy Barber x Reader) @avintagekiss24​

82 Alfred Street (Adam (OLLA) x Reader) @nildespirandum​

Slit Reflection (Sam Wilson x Reader) @awesomerextyphoon​

Hiding | Part 2 (somewhere in the night) (Jake Jensen x Reader) @bonkywobble​

Fallen (Clint Barton x Reader) @jeremyrennerfanxxxx123​

Midnight in the Garden of Evil (Charles Blackwood x Reader) @jtargaryen18​

The Treat Is In The Trick (Nick Gant x Reader) @dbnightingale24​

High Castle (Geralt of Rivia x Reader) @searchforanotherway​

Carry and Deliver (August Walker x Reader) @threeminutesoflife​

Rose Red’s All Hallows Eve: Shall We Go Inside? (Charles Blackwood x Reader) @sweater-daddiesdumbdork​

An Irresistible Offer (Loki x OFC) @myoxisbroken​

Stephen Spooky (Stephen Strange x Reader) @sherrybaby14​

The Mad Hatters’ Alice (Jefferson x OC) @rayofdawnworld​

Beyond the End (Thomas Sharpe x Reader) @frostbitten-written​

Run, Little Bunny (Charles Blackwood x Reader) @navybrat817​

Another Earth (Brock Rumlow x Reader) @chuuulip​

Original Sin (Bryce Langley x Reader) @stargazingfangirl18​

The Virgin Mother (Bucky Barnes x Reader) @fadingfics​