#evan marshall fic

[hope-to-hell]

Evan Marshall Masterlist

Evan in Chains (fragmentary)

Opalescent

Home by Saturday, or: For Evan, whenever I may find him

An Exorcism

It Happened on a Monday (with August Walker)

The Drift

[dolce-cavill]

these wounds won’t heal

evan marshall (blood creek)

x fem!oc (no description)

summary: evan returns from helping his brother, but the memories of that night followed him home

warnings: slight nsfw, trauma/ptsd?, nightmares, swearing, mentions of scars (not sh), mentions of blood and death, mentions of n*zis, mentions of missing family member, shitty parent, please let me know if i missed anything 🖤

word count: 1.8k

evan playlist 🎧

my eyes slowly fluttered open and i shivered as the trailers heater struggled to keep the december air at bay. the chill bit at my skin as i woke to evans sudden movements, my head on his chest and his arms tightly around my waist. it was a familiar feeling, the way his hands gripped my shirt tightly, and i looked up at him, his eyebrows furrowed together as he whimpered softly. shifting my body slightly to face him, i gently caressed his face and tried to wake him softly.

“no, please…. don’t….the blood-“ he began to mutter under his breath, repeating the same words and phrases it always was. running a hand through his short hair as he writhed around, the bedsheets gathered around his waist, exposing more of my skin to winter’s unforgiving frigidness.

“evan, honey, wake up.” i soothed, kissing his forehead. i was used to evan having nightmares, as they had been happening ever since he got back with victor from that house. i thought back to that night, now over a month ago but still so fresh in my mind.

***

my heart hammered against my ribcage as i stared up at the disheveled man crouched over me, a hand over my mouth as i tried to scream. as the man shushed me, repeating “it’s me- it’s victor,” i glanced to my left to where evan lay next to me in the small trailer bed, to find him in the same position. calming down enough to have coherent thoughts, the man’s words registered; it was evans brother who had been missing for 2 years.

evan and i had started dating in high school, when i was a junior and he was a senior. i worked at the local library while evan went to school to become a paramedic, and although i suggested we get an apartment together after he graduated, evan said he needed to stay close to his dad; so the trailer it was. his brother victor was in iraq at the time, but i had met him when he returned, and although we were never close, he was always nice to me.

“wake up! it’s me victor- it’s me. it’s me.” victor whisper-yelled, and evans eyes were as wide as mine as he looked over at me to see if i was okay. he looked back at his brother as he spoke again

“i need your help just for tonight; no questions. load the boat and the truck,bring enogh gear for two days out. bring the guns and plenty of ammo. and don’t tell dad,” he ordered evan, and finally removed his hands from our mouths.

“wait, what about miranda-“ evan started to ask, but victor interrupted him.

“no questions,” he repeated, and then looked at me. “she stays here. she doesn’t need to be part of this.”

“i want to help-“

“no you don’t. i promise.” victor insisted, despite my protests. twenty minutes later, after victor had showered and shaved off the long mop of hair and beard he had grown, they were gone, evan leaving me with a kiss on my forehead, and no idea where they were going.

***

“evan-“

“noooo!” he shouted as he jolted upwards, sitting up in bed now, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. my hand rested on his bare shoulder, his body radiating warmth despite the cold temperature.

“it’s okay- you’re here with me. you’re safe,” i assured him, my hands gently cupping his face. he sighed deeply, his eyes closing as he regained his awareness of what was reality and what was not. evan’s arms snaked around me, pulling me into his lap, and burying his face in the crook of my neck. i held him tightly, listening to his heartbeat as it started to slow back down to a normal pace. the moonlight shined through the small window in the kitchen area of the trailer, at the perfect angle to reflect off of evans exposed back. i gently ran my hanger over the large horizontal scar that ran across his shoulder blades, being highlighted by the light. evan shivered under my touch, and i apologized under my breath.

“no it’s okay- your hands are just cold,” he explained softly, his voice muffled as his lips ghosted over the skin of my clavicle. i continued tracing the path of the scar.

evan had told me about that night, not at first, but soon after he came back. knowing what i knew was enough to understand that the horrors of that house would haunt him for a long time. something truly evil had been at that old farmhouse, and evan felt guilty that they had been unable to save the family that lived there.

***

i had come home from work one day to find evan with maps and history books spread out over the table, drawing lines and connecting them in a strange pattern.

“hey ev, what are you doing?” i asked, stepping closer to look over his shoulder at the papers.

“just mapping out deer hunting locations,” he lied; never in the eight years that i had known evan had he ever gone hunting. i wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, resting my head against his back.

“please don’t lie to me, evan,” i pleaded softly. he sighed in response, before shimmying out of my grip and stepping to the side slightly so i could better see the table. “what is all this?”

“at that house- there was this rune stone in the ground; it’s what the nazis were looking for. they thought it’s what could grant them immortality,” he explained. he had told me this before, and i urged him to go on. “that wasn’t the only house that had a stone-“

“evan..no-“ i begged, knowing where this was going.

evan lived to help other people, it was his job, and then he would come home and take care of his dad. i tried to convince evan to let me help with his dad, but evan always refused, saying he had it under control. i think he was trying to protect me from his fathers verbal abuse, but i hated that he had to still deal with it after all these years. evan did everything for his dad and all he got in return was yelling and swearing, and his dad saying he wished evan had gone missing instead of victor. i was furious when i heard him say that, but evan held me back from saying anything to the old man, saying it wasn’t worth it and he would forget it by the morning.

“these people need help, mandy, and i know how to help them now,” he insisted. “nevermind the damage that could be caused if even one of these stones was used. i have to destroy them.”

“YOU do not have to do anything. this isn’t your burden-“

“who else is going to do it? the government isn’t gonna believe in undead nazis or magic rocks, miranda, you know that.”

“then let me help you,” i begged.

“no way- i couldn’t bare something happening to you-“

“and how do you think i feel about you? i can’t lose you, evan; you’re all i have.” tears started to form in my eyes as i spoke. evan sighed, pulling me into his arms.

“okay….okay,” he caved, rubbing circles on my back as i held him tightly. “here’s what i know so far,” he began to explain, gesturing to the map.

***

that night was only a week after evan came back home, and as much as he tried to convince me that he was fine, i knew he was still shaken from what had happened. the nightmares started the first night, and had continued ever since. they weren’t every night anymore, but still happened at least once a week. i had learned that the best thing to help calm him down was to just hold him close, so that’s what i did.

“you’re okay- you’re safe.” i murmured, my hand travelling from his shoulder blade down his arm, to wear the mark of dog teeth were still visible from when he’d been bitten. gently outlining the scar there as well, evan sighed deeply, relaxing finally as he gently placed a kiss on my shoulder.

“i love you,” he whispered, kissing up my neck until he pulled back to look at me. “i’m sorry for waking you up.”

“evan, it’s okay,” i promised, kissing his lips lightly before he repeated the action, deepening the kiss as his arms tightened around me. he laid back down on the bed, pulling me on top of him without breaking the kiss. his hand went to the back of my head and his teeth nibbled at my bottom lip. i whined as his other hand slid up the back of my shirt, sending a shiver down my spine as he rolled us over, now on top of me.

my arms went around his shoulders, my fingers feeling the rough texture of the scar on his back once again.

“i love you too,” i whispered against his lips, and he smiled. “you’re safe with me.” i assured him.

“i know.” he replied, kissing my forehead, before rolling off of me and pulling me towards him, my back pressed against his chest. his arms were tight around me, as if clinging to his only lifeline keeping him grounded in that moment.

“do you want to talk about it?” i asked; i always asked. he usually didn’t, but tonight he was willing to share, although still with some hesitation.

“i don’t want to scare you,” he spoke softly, his voice close to my ear.

“you won’t,” i promised, and he was silent for a moment before he said anything.

“…there was so much blood,” he started. “victors, mine- someone else they had tied up there. i couldn’t save him,” he recalled.

“it’s not your fault, evan.”

“i don’t know how victor survived for two years. i couldn’t even-“ he stopped.

“evan-“ he ignored me again.

“i have to help those other people.” he said.

“i know- we’re going to,” i assured him. in a few days we would be leaving for a road trip to go to another house that had a rune stone on the grounds. “but tonight you need to sleep.” thankfully he laughed lightly. “did you tell victor?” i asked.

“no, he would try to stop us from going.” i could tell he was starting to fall asleep again, as his voice was deeper now. “you’re right, we should try and get some sleep.” he pressed another kiss to my shoulder and pulled the blankets up higher around us.

“goodnight evan.”i hummed.

“goodnight baby.” he replied.

i knew i would never be able to understand the severity of what had happened to victor and evan, and i knew we were embarking on a dangerous journey. there was no guarantee that we would be able to destroy the other the stones, or even that they really were out there. there was no telling what would happen, but at least for now, i knew i would do everything in my power to keep evan safe; and i knew he would do the same for me.

[peyton-warren]

um yeah. First Evan fic I've read and yeah. very lovely. hmmm I need to find that movie.

why is no one writing fic about Evan being walter's little brother....... or have i just missed it.

Late Night Shift

SUMMARY: You come home late at night. Your room mate finds you in a rather unfortunate state… or does he? Or: He sees you naked for the first time.

PAIRING: Evan Marshall x reader (2nd person POV)

WARNINGS: my first time writing for Evan so there’s that, f2l, some kissing, almost smut but only almost, a pinch of angst, female nudity, floof, cuddling, probably some wrong stuff about hospitals…, *Steve Rogers voice* LANGUAGE!, bad description of a male body, guess that’s all

A/N: neither beta’s or thoroughly proofread. Typos, we’re going down swingin’! Thank you @luclittlepond (for some dumb reason i can’t tag you) for sending this request! I have not seen Blood Creek and I guess I’m never going to, oops.

WORD COUNT: ca 1130

TITLE: Late Night Shift

Writers live off validation. If you liked it, commented and reblog 💕 thank you 💖

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[gummydummy19]

I recently hit 1K (thank you guys again, I love you all xoxo) and I had no idea how to celebrate...

Today I finally got an idea :)) I'm making a little rec list of some of my favorite fics I've read on here over the years, to share them with you guys <3

Please remember that liking and REBLOGGING (!!!!!) is super duper important!

Tight Spaces by @peyton-warren

Into The Storm by @peyton-warren

A Dash of Cinnamon by @peyton-warren

Sanctuary of Hope by @peyton-warren

Pride by @thornsnvultures

Trouble Maker by @thanksbutno98

Beautiful Destinations by @thelastsock

A Flower in The Desert (series) by @ashbrat488

A/N: feel free to tag your favourite writers or send me fic recs babes 🫶🏻💕✨

taglist:

@metalbuckaroo @princessayveke @montsepliego @scxrletrecsmarvel @hopelesslyrogers @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer @tfandtws @vicmc624 @ahahafudge @enchantedbarnes @wickedravyn @pono-pura-vida @amayaraestyles @matchat3a @fictional-hooman @sebastianexplicit @peaches1958 @avengersfan25 @jamneuromain @tryingtoliveonmywishes @mrsevans90 @daybreak96 @tiredqueen73 @fallingforunrealisticromance @identity2212 @randomweirdoss @ragamuffin285 @juliaorpll78 @geralts-yenn @imjusthereforliam @bangtanstoeart @squeezyvalkyrie @enchantedbytomandhenry @superduckmilkshake @kingliam2019 @bascmve01 @missgaygurl @foxyjwls007 @mollymal @urmomsgirlfriend1

[viking-raider]

Viking-Raider Holiday Fics!

I know it's the day before Halloween XD However, I've started work on my Christmas story. This story has been bubbling in my mind for a couple weeks, esp after @winter2112rose and I spoke about holiday fics and she gave me such a great idea for it. I've also finally gotten some energy to write after just being drained by life.

I'm also contemplating a Thanksgiving holiday fic. I know, Henry being a Brit, he doesn't typically celebrate the holiday. Though, he did once or twice in the past for funnies, because Kal's an American Akita. (Silly Boy) I thought of doing it for one of his American characters!

Who do you think I should do it for?

[countrymusiclover]

51 - The Lane Family Darkness

Part 52

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Jacob’s pov

I couldn’t believe my sister right now. She would never understand with her and her hybrid husband being able to keep making babies. I decided to take matters into my own hands and figure out the spell that Klaus's dead mother used that gave her the ability. Stomping through the woods I removed the duffel bag off my shoulder and sat it down on the hard dirt. “This should be a good enough spot.”

“Care to tell us what we are doing out here, J?” Hayley asked me, arms over her chest.

Andrea, my daughter , tilted her head in confusion. “Yeah dad. You said you needed help but with what I don't get.”

“I need you to siphon the magic out of this.” Rummaging around in the duffel bag at my feet I drew out the Ascendent that I had taken from Josie and Lizzie when they had brought it back to the school.

My wife Hayley eyed me. “Why does she have to do it? You’re half siphon witch too. So I suggest you start telling us what is really going on.”

“I have to do another spell once you have the magic inside of you and the spell requires the family blood.” I lied the best that I could knowing that dark magic hadn’t been good in the hands of Josie or my twin but she refuses to help me.

Andrea takes the Ascendent from my hands, closing her eyes beginning to chant the siphoning spell. “Magia tollux de terras…Magia tollux de terras.” Her hands on the object turned red until she dropped it on the grass and I saw black veins crawling over her arms.

Hayley gasped, stepping forward to touch her. “Jacob, what the hell are you doing to her!”

“Be quiet, Hayley! Okay give it to me, sweetheart.” Grasping my daughter’s hands in my own I drag a knife across her right palm, letting the blood drip onto our intertwined hands. She winced when our hands turned red and I started siphoning the dark magic from her. “In unum edito, dominus sae domina. Cuplas sino lieros. In unum edito, dominus - shit Klaus!”

“What the bloody hell do you think you're doing, Jacob!” The hybrid growled in my face, the fangs and veins appearing very quickly.

Hayley stepped forward asking. “Yeah what are you doing, J?”

“Urgh it's none of your business Niklaus - motus.” I grunted siphoning off of his forearm lunching him into the nearest tree.

He shakes his head with some wounds healing over. “It is my business when you are part of the reason my wife was terrified to take her magic back.”

“What's wrong with Aunt Rae?” Andrea asked her uncle with a lot of concern in her tone of voice.

Klaus rose up from the ground dusting his hands on his pants. “He hasn't told you because he doesn't even know himself. She's in a coma because of my idiot daughters who tried consuming the Dark magic inside of that.” He pointed at the Ascendent laying in the dirt.

“Dark magic!” Andrea cried out looking at her hands that once had the power inside of them.

Hayley glared at me. “Jacob Lane, how could you trick your daughter like that. And all for what?”

“So that we could have more children like we talked about years ago. Andrea doesn't deserve to be an only child!” I shouted back at the three of them with some of the trees around us suddenly bursting into flames.

Hayley stepped over to our daughter holding her against her chest noticing something on my arms. “J, if giving me more babies means you'll have to die for real this time then I don't want any.”

“Hayley I'll be fine.”

Klaus scoffed under his breath. “No you won't, mate. Look at your arm because I remember quite clearly that magic nearly killed your sister.”

“You’re just trying to talk me out of what I want. There’s no…marks.” I raised up my arm gasping under my breath seeing small thin black lines crawling up my arms.

My brother in law snarled. “I’m not bluffing anything, mate. Now either you are going to help me save my wife, your sister or you will face some very painful consequences!”

“Uncle Klaus, don’t hurt him.” Andrea begged me with some watery eyes.

Spinning around on my feet I snapped at my niece even though I didn’t wish too but her father needed to understand how selfish he was being to let his sister suffer. “I’m sorry, Andrea. Bu he refuses to accept the weight that his sister is suffering in agonizing torment and now he is only thinking about himself.”

“Shut the hell up, Klaus!” I yelled towards the hybrid, turning my hands into fists at my sides.

The hybrid vamped forward grabbing me by my throat and slamming me into the nearest tree that I hadn’t sent up in heavy flames. “Klaus don’t!” Hayley warned him with her eyes glowing golden but she remained by our daughter's side.

“Don’t worry, little wolf. He will heal you know.” Klaus held his gaze on mine intensely.

Andrea croaked out. “Uncle Klaus, don’t hurt him. I’ll help you save Aunt Rae.”

“Oh this is now about more than needing his help, dear.” His eyes turned dark gold following the dark veins and fangs of his vampire side coming through. “The reason for this chokehold is on the fact that I don’t understand why your father’s desire for having more children is overshadoweding his desire to help his sister.”

“I’m angry with her - that’s enough of a reason.” I winced when his fingers closed tighter around my throat.

Klaus pressed his nose against mine getting in my face. “Your sister was so broken up years ago when she was tricked to kill you. She would have gone through hell on Earth to protect you but you don’t seem to be the same. From where I am standing I don’t see how you two are related. You may share the same blood yet that seems to be the only thing you have in common.”

“Klaus, I get you upset. So just put him down and we can find a way to help you.” Hayley touched his shoulder before he moved his hands tightly around my neck more and snapped it where I grunted falling to the dirt at his feet.

Andrea gasped, covering her mouth with her hands. “Was that necessary?”

“He needed to be taught a lesson and don’t worry he’ll come back you know that, Little Lane.” Klaus dropped his hands to his side eyeing the knocked out vampire. His phone vibrated in his pocket till he put it up to his ear. “Melissa, have you found anything?”

“Lizzie thinks she can help us.” The young heretic answered his question.

He responded by vamping away from the two other supernaturals. “Brilliant. I’ll be there shortly. This could have gone less violent if he just helped me.”

“Sometimes I really don’t like the Mikaelson family.” Hayley hugged her daughter to her chest while they waited for Jacob to wake up.

Missy’s pov

Remaining in a sitting position at my mothers bedside I felt a huge weight on my shoulders from not being there to stop my sisters from putting her in this situation. They had no right on not telling me in what they were doing especially if they knew about mom’s situation. Footsteps were heard coming up the stairs and the door creaked open. “Dad, Lizzie isn’t here yet. So we’ll just have to wait a second - Ethan what are you doing here?”

“I know you said that you don’t want me around sometimes because you’re worried about me getting hurt. But I uh…brought some French fries and a chocolate milkshake from the Grill.” He nervously stands in the doorway revealing a paper bag and a shake cup from behind his back.

Flipping my hair out of my line of sight I sighed. “E, I really don’t think - I can’t believe you remembered one of my favorite things from there.”

“Of course I remember. You are my girlfriend after all.” He walked over handing me the shake and then the bag before he sat down beside me on the bed.

Shoving my hand in the bag of fries I ate one talking with my mouth full. “Thank you for this. I actually haven’t eaten much all day given what’s happened with her.”

“Do you wanna tell me what is happening with her or not?” Ethan asked me, trailing his voice off.

Swallowing some more fries I shifted my gaze to my unconscious mother. Her hair was slightly tousled and you could see the black veins crawling up her body. “My sisters made her take her magic back when she wasn't ready for it. Now she's under some coma or something. And we're not sure if we can wake her up.”

“That's scary. But you’ve a Mikaelson. From what I've seem you guys don't go down without a fight.” My boyfriend responded before I sat my drink down and hugged him without saying a word.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and embraced me back with the same comfort level. “Thank you, E.”

Footsteps came into the room and so we separated from one another seeing Lizzie. “So I think we should be able to just siphon it out of here.” She sat down a Grimor on the edge of the bed.

“Siphon it into what would be helpful to know, Elizabeth.” My father vamped into the bedroom standing by her side seconds later.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder. “I don't know. I assume we could put it inside the Prison World that it was previously in.”

“Uhhh! My head hurts…” Everyone in the room quickly turns their heads in the direction of the new voice. My mother slowly pushed herself up in a sitting position holding the side of her neck.

I gasped with Ethan reached out to her. “Ms. Mikaelson. are you okay?”

“Ah! I will be once I…kill you.” My mother slowly revealed her fangs from her mouth. The veins under her eyes appeared as she launched herself straight for my boyfriend.

I screamed out. “Ethan!”

“Expello.” Lizzie gripped my father’s forearm siphoning from him, managing to create a quick boundary spell that my mom hit her forehead straight into.

I dragged Ethan off the bed and he sucked in a breath seeing my mother standing there up against the barrier. She pressed her hands against it, baring her teeth. “I didn’t think she’d ever do that. Is something wrong with her?”

“She definitely would never hurt you unless you deserved it.” I bent down on my knees seeing no injuries on him. Ethan grasped my hand in his slowly getting his breathing under control.

Lizzie pointed her index finger, gaining our attention. “Were her eyes like that the last time she consumed Dark Magic?”

“Get out of here right now. I’ll handle her and don’t do anything reckless or stupid until I tell you otherwise!” My father turned his hands into fists at his sides, instructing the three of us to leave quickly and we all scrambled out the doorway with me shutting the bedroom door behind me.

Raelyn's eyes turned black as night, slamming her hands against the barrier. “You can’t beat me, hybrid!”

“I’m not trying to beat you whoever you are that has passed the love of my life.” Klaus slowly stepped forward until he reached the barrier as close as he possibly could. “But I am going to get my wife back.”

Dark Raelyn tilted her head to the side with a cheeky smirk playing on her lips. “Are you sure you don’t love me instead of the other Raelyn?”

“What do you mean by that, witch?” He snarled at her.

The heretic held her smirk when she spoke her next words leaving the hybrid in front of her speechless. “What I mean is you only think that you want goodness in your life. But the truth is deep down inside I can feel that you’re drawn to her darkness just as much as she is to yours. What do you say to that, hybrid?” Klaus just blinked his eyes wishing he could be staring back at his wife’s beautiful eyes rather than the mistress of darkness.

[strideofpride]

Six Sentence Sunday

I may or may not be doing something I personally find very embarrassing and writing a HSM fic (I just need to get it out of my system okay!!!!) anyway...

“Wait, Troy?” Ben asks. “Who’s Troy?” “Gabriella’s very hot boyfriend who has very terrible gaydar.” “Ex-boyfriend,” Gabriella corrects to deaf ears. “How hot? And how terrible?” “Like he thought I was trying to steal his girl terrible.” Ben laughs out loud at that. “Has he seen you?”

[ellethespaceunicorn-masterlist]

Henry Cavill Masterlist

Here you will find all of my Henry Cavill works, arranged by character and type of work.

One-Shots

Forever And A Day - Explicit - Geralt x Black!OFC - Geralt and Lavinia share a passionate reunion.

Events

You're Mine | Geralt of Rivia + Female Reader + Daddy Kink + “Can you feel how much I want you?” + Darkfic (Sweet Treats Events 2024)

Series

Bright Like The Moon (ongoing)

Touch and Go (possibly ongoing)

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

Requests

Get My Pretty Name Outta Your Mouth - Explicit - Walter Marshall x Reader - You hate everything about Detective Walter Marshall. He feels the same about you. Now, kiss!

Challenges

Fifteen Minutes - Explicit - Walter Marshall x Unnamed Black!OFC - What Walter does with 15 minutes of his time.

Headcanons

Hobbies

Events

A Little Fresh Air | Walter Marshall + Female Reader + Public Sex + “Hmm, you’re not very patient, are you?” + Smut (Sweet Treats Event 2024)

One-Shots

Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe - Explicit - Sub!Clark Kent x Domme!Reader - Clark needs to give over to his submissive urges, specifically he yearns to be tied up and owned.

Some Things You Just Can’t Refuse - Explicit - Dom!Clark Kent x Sub!Reader - A collection of first times with Clark Kent, and one last time.

Don’t Kill My Vibe - Explicit - Clark Kent x BestFriend!Black!Fem!Reader - You help Clark ease the pain of his broken heart.

Requests

Happy Birthday, Cupcake - General - Clark Kent x PlusSize!Reader - Clark surprises you for your birthday.

Praise You - General - Clark Kent x Insecure PlusSize!Reader - Clark Kent loves everything about you, especially what you think are your flaws.

One-Shots

What Are You Doing, StepBro? - Explicit - Humphrey x Stepsister!Reader - You and Humphrey don’t have the best start, but before long you will reach an arrangement.

Requests

Doing Something Unholy - Explicit - Charles Brandon x Reader - This is a prompt fill for some teasing of Charles Brandon and then him taking over.

Series

Scrapbook (finished) - Side characters include Walter Marshall, Evan Marshall, Syverson, and Gus March-Phillipps

One-Shots

Make That Kitty Purr {DARK FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend.

Make That Kitty Purr [Director’s Cut] {DARKER FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend. This is the darker pre-edited version.

Series

Love, Napoleon (ongoing)

One-Shots

I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl - Explicit - Napoleon Solo x Reader - Napoleon wines and dines.

Series

Daddy Knows Best (possibly on hiatus)

One-Shots

Make That Kitty Purr {DARK FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend.

Make That Kitty Purr [Director’s Cut] {DARKER FIC} - Explicit - Mike x Reader, August Walker x Reader - Hellraiser: Hellworld x Mission: Impossible - Fallout, Crossover AU - Uncle August doesn’t give a shit that you’re Mike’s girlfriend. This is the darker pre-edited version.

Treat Me Like A Slut - Explicit - August Walker x Reader - August has had enough of your antics, and you’re going to pay for it.

Requests

Executive Temptation - Explicit - CEO!August Walker x Employee!Reader - You’ve caught the eye of CEO August Walker. What happens when he asks you to go to his private office?

One-Shots

Sometimes The Silence Guides A Mind - Explicit - Sherlock Holmes x Reader - As you were getting close to Sherlock, he stops visiting. You pop over to Baker Street and share an eye-opening moment.

Requests

The Paganini Problem - Mature - Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader - Being Sherlock’s wife proves to be difficult when a case stumps him.

Series

The Howling in Claw Creek Forest (ongoing)

Challenges

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out - Mature - Syverson x Reader - When an unexpected pregnancy rocks your already uncertain world, you decide the best option is to run. Apocalypse AU.

Requests

Shape-Up - Explicit - Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches) - Syverson and his girl, Peaches, try and trim his beard without causing a ruckus. Spoiler alert: they fail.

Drabbles

My Little Strawberry - Mature - Syverson x Black!Reader (Peaches) - A follow-up to Shape Up. Sy has a conversation with his baby girl while she’s still in your stomach. 

Events

Say It Again | Captain Syverson + Female Reader + Phone Sex + “Hmm, you’re not very patient, are you?” + Smut (Sweet Treats Event 2024)

One-Shots

Nothing More Than An Animal - Explicit - Henry!Wolverine (Cavillrine) x Female!Reader - After entering a dangerous biker bar alone, you’re almost assaulted. You are saved by a mutant with metal claws who might be more animal than man.

Walter Marshall (Night Hunter)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Clark Kent (Man of Steel, BvS, Justice League)

Humphrey (Stardust)

Charles Brandon (The Tudors)

Mike (Hellraiser: Hellworld)

Napoleon Solo (The Man from U.N.C.L.E.)

August Walker (Mission: Impossible - Fallout)

Gus March-Phillips (The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare)

Will Shaw (The Cold Light of Day)

Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes films)

Captain Syverson (Sand Castle)

Evan Marshall (Blood Creek)

Melot (Tristan and Isolde)

Thomas Apreas (Hotel Laguna)

Chas Quilter (The Inspector Lyndley Mysteries)

Stephen Colley (I Capture the Castle)

Henry!Wolvie AKA The Cavillrine (Deadpool & Wolverine)

I DO NOT WRITE RPF FOR HENRY

FULL MASTERLIST IS HERE.

[merrylou-mas]

Out of the Woods

Well. That episode....was a thing that happened.

Well, good news, guys! I've decided it didn't. Isn't that fun? I didn't think I'd be up to writing for them, but I've marshaled myself with the help of the bucktommy community. I really hope it helps you guys to read it as much as it helped me to write it.

Title from the song of the same name by Taylor Swift.

bucktommy - Words: 2.1k - Rating: T - complete

8x06 fix-it fic, so spoilers for that, obviously.

“Please stay,” Evan pleads, Tommy can hear the edges of tears in his voice, and his own eyes fill against his will. “Please don’t leave; talk to me. This isn’t the guy who agreed to go to my sister’s wedding with me. This isn’t the guy who took care of me after I dislocated my shoulder and went to a funeral for a dead outlaw just because I asked him to.” Tommy raises his hand and wipes his eyes before turning slowly. Evan’s still sitting on the island, looking at him pleadingly. Tommy walks back to his seat and sits down, and Evan exhales slowly. “Thank you,” he says and Tommy sees his hand shift slightly, as though to take Tommy’s but he doesn’t. Tommy wishes he would.

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[peyton-warren]

Updated Masterlist

Masterlist- Updated July 21, 2024

Write mostly Henry Cavill Characters at the moment, a few characters from Chris Evans fandom, but am dipping my toes into other fandoms including Stranger Things, and it’ll be a cold day in hell when I let go of Supernatural. If you have any prompts/ request that you would like me to attempt, feel free to send them to me.

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[typicalopposite]

👶🏻👶🏻👶🏻👶🏻 I'm soooo curious for this one!!!!

Well here you go then! 🫶🫶 20ishhhh more sentences of the new Tommy mpreg fic 🫶

(Five Months Later) 

“Kinard!” Captain Torrence barks, jolting Tommy awake— he didn’t even realize he was falling asleep. “I’m sorry, am I boring you?” 

“No sir…” Tommy mutters. He tries to not make the situation worse by yawning, but can’t help it as he straightens himself in his seat and stretches. This earns him muffled laughter from his team, to which he rolls his eyes and ignores. To call them his team almost feels like a reach at this point… they’re his co-workers at best, and really just a bunch of strangers. 

Lucy transferred upstate a few months back, and Melvin took to being a Fire Marshall a little too well after an injury took him out of the sky temporarily (or it was supposed to be temporarily…); he randomly decided he didn’t want to come back to the dangers of being a firefighter pilot. Kate and Harrison got married and moved to Ohio— of all places, and Jones reenlisted; his last day was a week ago. Even the captain is new— he was only supposed to stand in while Collier had hip surgery… then the old fucker up and retired. 

Tommy is surrounded by new faces, and the ones that aren’t new never spoke to him to begin with. Work has gone from a get away from the loneliness of his empty home (and empty life), to an even more miserable just more crowded loneliness; he hates it. He has never felt so on his own in his life… even when he went through his extreme hermit stage after breaking up with Evan, where he shut everyone out. Lucy put a stop to that quickly, and with the assistance of Sal he was dragged out of his burrow and forced to face the world with the new reality of the decision he made (regardless of how idiotic they both thought it was) and move on. 

Sal— his best friend at times, biggest headache at others— unfortunately hasn’t lived in LA since a year after Bobby transferred him. He flew in to help Lucy, then flew out with the promise of checking in regularly to make sure Tommy’s stupid ass (his words exactly) doesn’t go all Bella Swan in the second Twilight.

It’s Jones’ replacement— some smart mouth kid transferred in from the 133— that makes the first remark. Tommy has just settled on the couch with his lunch. “Really… tuna nachos. Again, Kinard?”

Tommy looks at the plate he has just finished assembling: a handful of tortilla chips loaded with queso, salsa, jalapeños, guacamole… and canned tuna. Different, sure; delicious, definitely. Any of this nosey kid’s business? Absolutely not. 

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Make Me Write!

[thehydraethereal]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ writing update

i have decided to stop writing smut. it doesn't matter if it's consensual or not, it just doesn't sit right with me. i have decided to explore the intensity of emotions in my writings and fics, and writing smut does not help me with that.

so, i want to update my account a little and to get some new writing done. (my old requests will be published, but i cannot guarantee that though and i apologize).

^ྀི the themes i'll write from now on are mostly dark, which will include: manipulation, lying, violence (choking, hair pulling, etc.), domestic violence (slapping, etc.), abducting, captivity, restraints, depression, stalking, fear, crying, sexual harassment and nonconsensual touching/ kissing but nothing more than that !!! basically i'm exploring any dark theme except smut.

so, i would like to get some inspiration and you sending me requests would enormously help. please, don't hold back. i know how hard it may be to find a fic that has everything you'd fancy, and i'm so down to fulfill that for you. if you request a series, i'll make it happen, but please, if you're anon, choose an emoji for yourself so i know you.

^ྀི characters i will be writing for:

𝜗𝜚 chris evans: ari levinson, ransom drysdale, lloyd hansen, steve rogers, johhny storm, andy barber, curtis everett

𝜗𝜚 sebastian stan: lee bodecker, bucky barnes, lance tucker, nick fowler

𝜗𝜚 chris hemsworth: thor, tyler rake, steve abnesti, dementus, stone crandall, billy lee, the huntsman

𝜗𝜚 tom hiddleston: loki, jonathan pine, cpt. james conrad (kong), cpt, nichols (warhorse)

𝜗𝜚 henry cavill: clark kent (superman), geralt (the witcher), sherlock holmes, melot (tristan and isolde), august walker, walter marshall

𝜗𝜚 others: logan howlett (wolverine), wade wilson (deadpool), brock rumlow, rafe cameron, tony stark, any brad pitt character, patroclus (troy 2004), achilles (troy 2004)

p.s: thank you for being so supportive. i am looking forward for your requests, i am so excited for this new chaper, so please, if you have ANY request, send it to me.

[countrymusiclover]

36 - Evening in the French Quarter

Part 37

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

Strolling through the busy streets with my brother being in this city again. Everything felt different from the last time we were here. My hair was getting blown everywhere with me and Jacob holding the other hand. “I can’t believe that I am actually here. I came back from the dead and know I am here.” 

“Well it’s a lot to take in at first. And here’s a tip from my first experience. Don’t use magic here. Witches aren’t allowed to do magic.” I warned him glancing up at my twin since he was slightly taller than me. 

There was some band playing on the corner street that we passed until we entered a bar. I noticed that there was a blonde bartender smiling in our direction so I walked over to her. “I recognize you. You came in here with the hundred dollar bill guy. I’m Cami.” 

“Raelyn and this is my twin brother Jacob.” I grabbed his shoulder, dropping our hands where he waved to her. 

She dropped her smile a little. “Oh that’s great. I used to have a twin but I lost him.” 

“I’m sorry. We recently lost each other too.” I responded back struggling through tears knowing that losing a sibling was hard. 

She flipped her hair over her shoulders wiping away some tears handing us a drink menu. “It’s alright. Now I unfortunately don’t have anymore Gumbo. But I have been told I am a good bartender. So what can I get you?” 

“Two Margaritas.” Jacob said handing her some money and paying her a good tip for when we left. 

Downing the shot I clicked my tongue dragging him outside until we rounded the corner coming face to face with Hayley who immediately embraced Jacob grinning. “Jacob, hey I was hoping to find you.” 

“Yeah sorry. I got caught up with my sister.” He hugged her back squeezing her shoulders staring back at me. “Uh this is my sister Raelyn. Raelyn, this is Hayley.” 

Raising my hand I waved to her. “We’ve met. But what I don’t understand is why she’s looking for you exactly?” 

“Well the easiest explanation is…” Jacob trailed off intertwining his hand with hers smiling weakly at me giving me the answer that I was searching for. “We might have gotten close the night you told me to go to the Grill.” 

Crossing my arms over my chest I smiled bending my head down not believing that he had picked up a girl that fast. I mean he was always a people person but I didn’t think he would be that fast. “Wow. Jacob I don’t know what to say. I mean of course I am happy for you. But at the same time I thought my relationship with Nik went super fast and now here I am pregnant.” 

“I hope it isn’t too weird.” He mumbled before I pulled him in for a hug. He wrapped his arms around me slightly, pulling away from the embrace. “But now that you know, maybe you can help us out with something.” 

Shifting my gaze over to the brunette girl I questioned softly. “And what exactly do you need my help with?” 

“I’m looking for my family. Someone told me that they used to live in this city. Jacob said that you are always willing to help a friend out.” She explains giving me a look from her soft brown eyes looking at me. 

Clicking my tongue I shoved my hands in the red leather jacket I was wearing I nodded. “Sure. Do you know their last name?” 

“Mine is Marshall.” She said, 

Opening my hands for her to take, I eyed her where she placed her hands in mine. “I can’t do magic right now. But I can track pretty well. Let's start in the Quarter and work our way from there.” It was nightfall by the time we had been through most of the city and no one seemed to recognize who her family was. Hayley sat down on a bench with Jacob while I leaned against the back of it hearing someone coming up on us. 

“Werewolves aren’t allowed here.” Someone came through the night showing their fangs meaning a vampire. 

Jacob got to his feet seeing two more appear behind him. “Raelyn..” 

“You’re coming with me, wolf.” The main vampire threatens Hayley. 

Hayley growls shoving the one in front of me. “I have had it up to here with vampires telling me what to do.” 

Turning around on my feet I turned my hands into fists ready to fight until I saw a blonde streak of hair vamp behind the other vamps watching us. One of the vamps had their neck snapped and the other lost his heart. “Now that is no way to treat a pregnant lady. I do hate bad manners.” I smiled seeing it was Rebekah who dropped the heart in her hands. 

It was a few moments later where the three of us were now standing outside the house that Nik had gotten when we came back here. There was a pile of dead bodies in front of us. Nik glared at me and my twin brother. “Werewolves are banned in the Quarter. What exactly made you think it was a good idea to stroll through with one?” 

“I didn't know she was a wolf, Nik. She asked for mine and Jacob’s help and I offered.” I snapped back at him before he went on blaming me. 

He rolled his eyes seeing Rebekah starting to walk towards one of the bodies that was still alive. “I had a plan, and your little nighttime stroll put it all in peril! Leave him! You've done enough, don't you think? Leaving a trail of bodies like a road map to my door?” 

“If I hadn't overheard this lot bragging about werewolf heads, everyone here would be screwed. And don't give me that crap about having a plan. You've had all the time in the world to execute a plan, and no one's seen you do a damn thing! Elijah made a deal to protect your child, so that it could save you from your selfish, rotten self. But you obviously don't give a damn about the child or Elijah, because what have you done to honor it?” Rebekah raised her tone towards her bastard brother, throwing her hands up in the air and away from her sides. 

Jacob enters the conversation standing beside me with Hayley on his other side. “Listen Klaus, it was my fault. I didn’t tell her because I didn’t think it would be a good idea to make her worry about her safety. So I didn’t say anything.” 

“Oh don’t worry, you are to blame for endangering the life of the woman I love…as for my plan.” Klaus raised his voice towards him. “I have done everything. Let me spell it out for you, shall I? From the day I arrived, Marcel hasn't trusted me. From Day One, he's had his vampires ingest toxic vervain which, as you know, little sister, protects them from my mind control. I needed a spy, someone on the inside with me who Marcel would never suspect. So, I created a Day Zero and got there first. Marcel had just lost six vampires, thanks to your little murder spree, and he needed new recruits. So, I made the new one mine, before he'd had even a drop of vervain. But we all know the real way to a man is through his heart.” 

“So what exactly am I supposed to do then while you are running around the Quarter?” I stomped up to him resting my hands on my larger stomach. It had been three months since we had left Mystic Falls meaning that it wouldn’t be long before the babies due date. “Or am I supposed to remain inside this house like a prison similar to the Gilbert living room.” 

He drifted his gaze down to mine, sighing heavily. “I’ll talk with you later, Rae. Just know you aren’t a prisoner just because you are carrying my children inside you.” 

“Then what exactly is the next step of your master plan hmm?” I asked him raising myself up on my toes for a brief moment until my feet got tired. 

Nik grabs the vampire that's still alive from the pile dragging him up towards the house where the four of us follow his heels. “And this one – I'm gonna drain him of vervain, compel him to believe his mates found religion and moved to Utah, so that he can explain to Marcel why he lost three more vampires tonight.” 

“Can I ask if it is okay if I stay here tonight?” Hayley asked, staying beside the closed front door nervous that he was about to throw her out. 

Jacob spun around on his feet instantly not waiting for Klaus to answer. “Yes, of course.” He leads her towards the staircase leaving the three of us alone in the main entrance of the room. 

“I’ll give you two some time alone. It’s been a long day.” Rebekah said vamping out of the room not wanting to have a longer conversation with her brother tonight. 

Once she was gone Nik vamped in front of me gently grabbing my face in his hands cradling my gaze to meet his gaze. “Are you alright, Rae. The babies..did they?” 

“No, no, I’m fine. Rebekah found us before anything happened. We’re perfectly fine.” I reassured him, moving my hands up to grip his forearms gently, needing him to not worry so much about me all the time. 

He slumped his shoulders pulling me in for a hug gently wrapping one arm around my waist. His other hand ran through my loose hair. Wrapping my arms around his neck I laid my head against his heart. “I didn’t mean to snap at your brother. I just wanted to keep you safe.” 

“He understands that, Nik….oh.” Drawing my head back I dropped a hand to my stomach feeling something kicking against my belly. 

Nik instantly went into panic mode. “What's wrong, Raelyn?” 

“Nothing…they’re kicking. Here, here feel.” I chuckled, taking one of his hands and putting it over my stomach. I watched a smile grace his face when a few seconds later he felt three different kicks against his hand. We could both hear the three heartbeats but this was something much different. 

He smiled leaning forward kissing my forehead with a reply. "They certainly are strong ones. Just like their mother..Hey Rae, are you feeling alright, you're trembling?" 

I hadn’t realized that I was shaking until he squeezed a hand on my shoulder where I snuggle into his warmth mumbling under my breath feeling the babies taking the strength from me. "Ug…the babies…siphoning magic again.." I attempted to remain standing on my own two feet but that wasn't the case when my knees buckled underneath me. 

"Raelyn, woah now…I'm here. I've got you." He quickly vamped me up bridal style into his arms carrying me to our room in the house laying me down on the pillows. He ram his fingers through my hair seeing my eyes beginning to close where he got to his feet. 

Weakly managing to grab his wrist I stopped him from leaving. "Stay with me, please Nik." 

"I'm right here, love." He mumbled ditching his shirt and wrapping his arms around my waist. Laying my head on his chest I wrapped my arms around his neck snuggling closer into his warmth and comfortable embrace dosing off. 

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[yenn-reads]

Monthly Series Appreciation - December

It's the end of the year, we're getting closer to the holidays and I will have three stories for you today that I connect with December, Christmas and New Year's Eve.

All of them for different reasons, but all of them all worth reading…

I‘m a little early this month, but it’s for a reason. I want you all to get a look at that wonderful advent calendar in time 🥰

Let me tell you what I have for you this month:

Eyes That See

Sy x reader (💕🔥🌩, status: on-going)

Eyes That See is something very special to me. @just-chirpin not only manages to write one of the most wonderful Sy's I have ever seen. She also makes me feel seen. I can relate to so many things and feelings in this story. And having Sy by my side in this one is just so soothing. It's a really long story and it's not finished yet. But I can promise you that you won't be disappointed if you dive into it. The definition of comfort fic ❤️

And don’t forget to take a look at her masterlist, where you can find many asks with additional scenes or alternative scenarios 😍

179 Crescent Street

(College AU; Mike, Charles, Napoleon, Sherlock, August, Sy, Marshall and Geralt x multiple OFC's)(💕🔥🌩, status: on-going)

Everyone must have seen me talking about Crescent Street's inhabitants by now. I found them one year ago and fell in love with all of them. @raccoon-eyed-rebel gifted this universe of stupid dorks living together in one house to us, and I am so incredibly grateful for that. I read every one of these chapters multiple times and I know I will do it again. Maybe it's my favorite thing in the world 🥰

@raccoon-eyed-rebel also made my New Year's Eve feeling last way into the summer and that's a good thing. Those chapter's are so much fun! Get to know all those guys and, even more important, those wonderful women who are lucky enough to get one (or two) of the boys into their beds.

Sapphire Falls Chronicles

Caleb Syverson x OFC, Chris Evans x OFC (🌩💕, status: completed)

@sapphirefallschronicles was such a cute surprise last December. Every day until Christmas we got an update on the lives of Caleb, Chris, Abigail and Livia. And I loved getting new little bits of that wonderful fluffy story. @keanureevesisbae and @diegos-butt really put a smile on my face with this. I totally plan to re-read that lovely fic this December. Join me?

Hope you find something you enjoy here. Please let the creators of these stories know what you think about it. Reblog, comment, shower them with love. They deserve it!

Monthly Series Appreciation -Masterlist

[sillyrabbit81]

📣 Hey! Hey! Here we go!

Is there a fic you posted that you wish had gotten a bit more attention? Share the fic, please. ❤️

Thanks for the ask Navy!

I'd like to highlight two stories if I can. I don't know about if I wish they had received more attention, because I think they both reached a fair amount of people, but maybe these are two that are less popular than other stories of mine, but these are stories I am just as proud of as more popular fics.

Thanks again for thinking of me and sending the ask!

❤️ Rabbit

[littlefreya]

I just want to start by saying this is not a demand for you to write this character, I’m just interested in your opinion on why the Henry Cavill fandom tends to overlook the character Evan Marshall from Blood Creek? I always thought he was a great character - EMT, takes care of his nephews and sick father, tortured by guilt of letting his brother be abducted, and he was really hot in it. Seems like there’s a lot for fic writers to work with but most don’t. Is it because it was such an obscure movie that’s hard to find? Or is his character too bland? Again, not demanding you write him, just curious why you don’t? Thank you for all you do write! I’ve spent endless hours reading and re-reading your fics and they’re all amazing!

No worries, love, you are not coming off as demanding in any sort of way. 🖤

I think it’s combination of several things. To begin with, the “younger” HC characters are not that popular when it comes to fanfiction, save for Mike of course. I think it’s because these roles don’t leave much to the imagination and writing fanfiction has to do a lot with wanting to extend about a character. Mike is interesting because he has a very strong persona people loved and wanted to see more from and even though Hellraiser Hellworld is such a shit film, people still remember the character well.

So character’s charisma is a factor, as well. Mind you there is not much known about Sy for example, when I started writing about him it’s because he spiked my interest and I wanted to “dress” him up with certain features and give him a persona I thought could fit.

As a general observation, a lot of writers tend to gravitate toward the recent and older characters; Sy, August, Walter, etc. Possibly because these roles are a lot more interesting for them to write about and they have more to work with. It’s not just because they are “older”, they simply stir more intrigue for a writer.

By all means, it you find a certain character interesting and want to explore it further, you should write about it. When I started writing it was because I couldn’t find the stories I wanted to read about specific characters, so I decided to do it myself.