#how did i know eric was gonna come up

[the-halfling-prince]

I need to give every angsty bad boy character glasses. To humble them.

[meet-you-at-the-north-star]

Let Me In

Eric Northman x human! Reader

Summary: inspired by scenes from ep. 3x02 & 3x03 as well as a couple other plot points in the show (but plot is quite vague anyway)

Word count: 1517

“You’re going to invite me in” he stated, slowly, in that gentle purr his voice always sounded to my ears.

I took a step back, partially to hide the jolt that went through my body at those words. “And why would I do that?”

I wondered if he could sense the change in pace of my palpitations. They were yet to invent a way to disguise that from a vampire's super hearing.

“So I can protect you” He took a step forward. Then another, equally measured. “Or have passionate primal sex with you”.

When my hands touched the wood of the door behind me he stopped, slightly tilting his head: “Possibly both”

I gulped. I didn’t even realize that I had been backing away.

“You’re not gonna distract me by talking nasty” I said, perfectly aware that I was the one trying to distract him from the effect he was having on me.

He smirked, leaning down and invading even more of my personal space. “I already have”.

“So…are you going to invite me in?”

“That’s not how it works” I scolded him, a warning look on my face.

“Pity” He leaned back. “As soon as you let me know what the rules are, I’ll be more than happy to play along”

I stared at him for a moment, different streams of thoughts racing through my brain. “Do you really think something might happen to me tonight?”

“There’s a good chance it might. Tonight, the night after that, it doesn’t make much of a difference. I’d rather be safe than sorry” He cut short.

“Alright. I am going to invite you in…” I began, placing my hand on his chest to stop him from taking another step forward. “If you promise not to cross this threshold and to leave me alone the minute I do.”

“Well, that’s no fun”

“Eric.”

He nodded. “I promise. If that’s what you want”

“It is” I lied, but he didn’t need to know that. “You will be able to sense it if I’m in some kind of trouble, right?”

“Correct.”

“Good. Then you’re officially invited to come inside, Eric Northman…if I should need your help” I specified in an eloquent tone.

“Thank you.” His hand reached out to move a strand of hair behind my ear, with a tenderness that was as unexpected as disarming coming from someone like him.

I struggled to fight back the instinct to immediately take back everything I had just said, but I couldn't help but at least smile at him.

He smiled back at me and pulled his hand away. “Goodnight, Y/N”


A moment later he had literally vanished into thin air.

I closed the door behind me with a sigh, my heart now beating wildly. Sleeping was going to be no easy feat after all that.

I tried to prepare myself calmly, retracing all the steps of my usual nighttime routine in order to banish any kind of thoughts from my mind, both the positive and the negative.

When I finally got into bed, however, it was impossible to avoid those piercing blue eyes and features so beautiful they didn't seem real, which had so often populated my recent dreams.

Even though he had cheated by giving me his blood, a part of me couldn't help but think I would have dreamed of him regardless. After all, my daydreams were much the same way.

Eric’s eyes were my last conscious thought, then only darkness. And the sound of steps. Some kind of creature was approaching me. I could hear its menacing growl clearly now. I started running as fast as I could, but it seemed like the noise was only getting louder and more frightening. I turned a dark corner and my heart dropped realizing there was no way out of it. It was a dead-end. Then all of a sudden the floor opened up under my feet and I fell into an endless dark pit.

I let out a scream so loud I must have woken myself up. I felt cold arms holding me and instinctively fought to free myself from their grip, still screaming. Did the creature that was following me finally catch me?

“Hey” Two hands were cradling my face in an instant, gently. “it’s okay, it’s me, you’re alright”

I blinked once, twice and finally the fog clouding my brain started to dissipate as I found myself back in my room, staring into those blue eyes again. But this time I was only not seeing them with my mind. Usually impenetrable, they now betrayed concern as they studied my expression intently.

“What are you doing here?” I managed to utter in the end.

He looked a little uncomfortable, as if he was afraid I might be mad at him. “I sensed your fear”

It finally hit me: the chase, the panic I felt, it was all a dream. But he couldn’t tell the difference and thought I was actually in danger. I felt a blush quickly rising to color my cheeks and I rested my head against his chest to hide my embarrassment. “Oh my god, it was a stupid nightmare”

His arms slid up and down my back, holding me close in a protective grip. “It’s definitely quite a relief”

“I’m sorry you had to come all the way here for that”

“I’m not” he said, a half-smirk curving his lips.

“Eric” I leaned back and looked up at his face, trying to recover some sense of distance between us, but we were too close this time. And there was no invisible magical barrier I could cross.

He understood what I needed, slightly loosening the grip of his arms to allow me freedom of movement, but his eyes remained locked in mine. “Do you want me to go?”

I opened my mouth to respond but not a word came out. I ran a hand through my hair nervously, eyes darting everywhere until his hand came up to gently cup my chin, forcing me to bring my attention back to him.

My eyes dropped to his lips. They looked even redder in contrast to his unnaturally pale skin.

He didn’t move, waiting, while my brain performed somersaults to find any valid excuse why I shouldn’t let this happen.

It couldn’t.

I had about half a second to be surprised at my own impetuousness as I crashed my lips against his, then my mind went blank.

My hands quickly travelled up his neck and tangled in his hair, pulling him to me as our mouths explored each other, greedy and eager.

I felt the blood rushing through my veins and speeding up my heartbeat until it was a loud pounding in my ears. I should have been frightened by how vulnerable that probably made me in his presence, but I wasn’t.

I wasn’t afraid of him or this in the slightest, everything about it felt too right. The feeling of his arms surrounding me again in secure hold, his hands gripping my shoulders and then cradling my face, his lips hungry, relentlessly pressing on mine in a silent request for access.

My mouth parted with a sigh, allowing his tongue to slip inside, deepening the kiss. Our bodies were flush against one another and in the blink of an eye he’d pulled me onto his lap and my hands moved to his shoulders to regain my balance, lips still locked together in a restless dance.

“Hey!” I jokingly protested, finally parting for air after what felt like a two-hour apnea. “Some of us here still need to breathe”

“Mmm, you know that’s something I can easily remedy” He grinned, lips teasingly trailing up my neck and leaving nothing but small kisses behind.

“Don’t even think about that”

“What a shame” His eyes found mine again, thumb lightly stroking my cheek. “You’d make a stunning vampire”

I simply smiled at that, leaning down to capture his lips again. The kiss was slower this time, less frantic; but languid, our lips slowly taking their time to savor each other.

I felt him grin into the kiss as my hands moved in the small space between our bodies and started unbuttoning his shirt.

“Wait a minute” I abruptly stopped and shot him a worried look. “You can’t stay here”

He raised both eyebrows in disbelief. “You cannot be serious right now”

“No, I mean…what about the sun?”

He burst into a soft chuckle, shaking his head. “Good thing you people have invented blinds”

“True, guess humans aren’t all that bad, uh? ” I smirked.

“They have their moments” He conceded, looking at me.“But you do realize” he began, tone dropping suggestively, “that means I’m going to be stuck in this room for the entire day, right?”

I bit my bottom lip and shamelessly let my eyes wander over his messy hair and the half-unbottoned shirt on his chest, drinking it all in: he was one to talk about “stunning”. Then I brought my lips close to his ear: “I’m sure I can think of a way to keep you occupied”

[junesirius]

just my babblings from watching JIB15 panel videos

Misha solo panel

Fan: (yelling something) Misha: I'm sorry, talk to Jensen about that.

Curiosity is killing me to know what exactly is that yelling about that makes him lower his eyes, lick his lips, and smile so sheepishly.

About That "Full Penetration" talk

Misha: I, I, I, I love the idea of me -- of somebody resurrecting Supernatural, and you know, and, and of course, of course Eric Kripke would have to be at the helm of that but then I'm afraid like, I'm afraid that, you know, he would make Castiel's penis explode or something like that. Misha: Now that he's not you know restricted by standards and practices at the CW, what is he going to do. Is it like -- (chuckle) He's like "So you're going to love this, guys. We're actually going to have -- We're going to show, Cas and Dean with full penetration. What do you think?" (fake panic) And Jensen be like "Yeah!" And I'm like "Nah." (touch ear) Oops.

(Transcribing down the stumbles as well as the fully constructed sentence because the stumbles and pauses and hesitations and sentence reconstruction sometimes can also be quite telltaling. And the fillings like "you know"s and "of course"s.)

The context and train of thoughts of that talk is also worth noting, that quite apparently the very first question in the panel leads to a heavy aftertaste of "The Boys" vibe the whole panel. So my theory is, it's more like a secret hint of his character in "The Boys" than an imagination of destiel.

Been thinking, if this is really coming out of nowhere, just him making up a pretend conversation, the tense in the sentences isn't quite right. He said "EK would have to be..." and "he would make Cas's..." The subjunctive sentences, for made-up things. So the second part should be "He would be like... Jensen would be like... I'd be like..."

But no, the second part is in simple present tense, "He's like... Jensen be like... I'm like..." For sure can't use the past tense if that's a real conversation, but making it simple present tense, that's vague enough and easy enough to pretend. AND, when saying that, Misha looked at the floor, eyeball moving toward the right bottom direction, the expression of recalling instead of making up new things.

So my headcanon is, this is a real hidden implication of "The Boys", and it quite likely has been a real or close-to-real conversation. Not between Cas and Dean though, more likely be his and Jensen's characters. And, by correcting "we're actually going to have" to "we're going to show", where the word "show" could mean any different visual way of displaying something on screen, would guess there might be a sneaky image of their characters with some highly sexually involved entangled posture included in "The Boys". Hopefully.

Fan: On a scale from Jensen's bare butt to Rob's bare everything, how internet-breaking do you expect your role on "The Boys" to be? Misha: (laugh, turn to his back) I have to admit that going into "The Boys" I did have a bit of trepidation cuz we talked about me being on "The Boys" before I saw what it was that Eric wanted me to do. And I was kind of imagining like you know, Eric would give me a character who, uh, choked to death on his own penis, or something like that. I was thinking like "Oh my god, can anything be as bad as what happened to Rob?" Misha: But I'm not gonna spoil things for you but em, Rob might still take the cake. I mean, it was pretty impressive. I laughed when I -- I told this to Eric but I was like "You know, Eric, it's funny like you really helped boost Rob's career, you wrote him into Supernatural, you made him into God on Supernatural, and you gave him a ton of work there but also you know a lot of exposure in a really cool role, and then you're like, 'And now I'm going to destroy you, and I'm going to make you eat your own ass on national television -- international television.'" Misha: I wish there had been video footage of Rob when he's like... (the epic performance of Rob's script-reading experience)

Laughed so hard on "the scale from Jensen's bare butt to Rob's bare everything", honestly, that is indeed a very well scale for "The Boys". And now we have the measurement: more to the Jensen's bare butt than Rob's bare everything.

The script-reading experience is so hilarious and amazing. Kinda reminds me of the improv performance experience. Very improv, very vivid, the expressions and dialogues and pretending the items and Ruth (!) being there, it's such a good comedy performance. Very confidently speaking, he'd definitely be an amazing improv actor if he chooses to be.

Misha (in Cas's voice): I really don't sound like Castiel.

speaking in Cas's voice at 12min 15s, low and gravelly. indeed miss Cas so much now

Fan: If all main actors of Supernatural were on the plane that was about to crush and you had a parachute to save one of the actors, who would it be?

The question at 14min 39s.

There would be so many witty ways to defuse the question, the first thing I think he could say is "That must be a damn big plane" and then goes on talking about how many actors there are and distract the question into praising the fellow actors.

The second thing is to chew the keyword "main actors", like, "Why, there are so many brilliant minor characters that are also super talented and impressive, they deserve to be on the plane too", then goes on talking about and praising the impressive guest stars.

And, the very easiest answer would be, "I'll save the captain."

But that real-life terrifying jet almost-crash story is also a good one.

Fan: (recommend three masterpiece movies) Misha: (Matrix 1, The Man Who Knew Too Little) For some reason this movie that I haven't seen in a long time by Jim Jarmusch, Down by Law. Does anyone know that movie? It's great little like weird-- Roberto Benigni is the star of it and it's a fucking great movie from like 25 years ago. Misha: But picking three movies is totally unfair, there are so many-- I mean, I just watched Beverly Hills Cops, I was like, this is a masterpiece, this is an amazing film. It was-- Yeah I almost revealed a big spoiler from "The Boys" just now. You almost got me.

For the record, Down by Law is 1986, that's 40 years ago, so if it feels like 25 years ago, now we know the mental current time is around 2010, about the time to newly join the Supernatural. Back from future, baby, pretty sure had read a ton of time travel stories like that.

Also, pretty sure the "just watched" movie is very likely watched on set around the time of shooting "The Boys", even for character study. If that can reveal the big spoiler for "The Boys", looks like it's time to watch it to get a feeling.

Misha: Have you seen-- Here's another good one that I think was a-- that had a pretty big impact on me as a young person: Debbie Does Dallas?

It is not my fault that my cockles detector kicks in immediately at the mention of "Debbie Does Dallas". After all, I was reading cockles breakup theory just several nights ago, and there was all these awfully sad gifs of him mentioning "Debbie Does Dallas" 14 years ago. Considering Jensen is from Dallas, the porno has cowboys and cheerleaders, and Jensen was a cheerleader in high school and a fetish of cowboys. It is too difficult to ignore the purposeful mention.

It is my headcanon now that this has become an inside joke between Misha and Jensen, say, like a bet: if Misha can manage to squeeze it into interview or panel or whatever during the day, he can get rewarded at the night when they get together (something intimate, you know, wink).

(Now there is no brake on my cockles shipping head)

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End of the solo panel, when Jensen comes, Misha's eyes hardly leave him the moment they land on him. There there is the tight, sweet hug, chin on the shoulder, eyes closed, breathing him in. Aw, too sweet.

And when it's the turn to hug Jared, as always, Jensen's eyes, god, man, you can be less possessive over your boyfriend for a second, maybe? Or you can eat Jared alive, that's an option too. Careful, don't swallow the gum when you stare.

And Jensen's shout out for Misha when he leaves the stage is so sweet too, just can't let him go without huge applause.

Jenmish panel

Seriously, this is meme level gesture from Misha lol.

"When someone says nothing is perfect", Misha is here to present: Jensen is

20 seconds in, and they're already eye-fucking. Awesome.

The lady courtesy gestures are soooo adorable from both of them. And when it's Misha doing that, Jensen's eyes sweep him up and down, follow his fingers, brush on the hip, tongue licking the lips. Jensen, you really aren't very subtle, you know.

From 1:01 to 1:07, it takes exactly 6 seconds, for Misha to automatically move from a social distance to be right by Jensen's side, inside personal space.

What's personal space? No, never heard of it, between the two of them.

They're just like two big human-shaped magnets, regardless of whether there are other people in between (like in the opening), or the positions of the seats are fixed, they just can't move toward each other, can they?

By each tiniest unconscious swing, they just stand closer and closer.

Pretty sure that's what the chairs are for, pin them to the fixed-distance place, or else they'd probably start touching.

And look at the hands, Misha keeps his hand tucked in the elbow, Jensen's in the pocket. Why? Afraid if they're not confined, the hands would have their own minds and start putting on each other's shoulder or arm or thigh?

For two times, before sitting down, the automatic adjustment to the seats that Misha has to do, is to pull it closer to Jensen. But it still feels too far away, doesn't it? Maybe thigh-to-thigh would feel even better?

Jensen is saying "he was in a really really uncomfortable position and it was entertaining", that is when Misha starts licking and biting his bottom lips. Is it nervous, or flirtatious? don't think had seen them has so many lip-biting and licking so frequently when they're in their own panel or other panels, so pretty sure that's something they do when they're around each other. So yeah, flirting it is.

Flirting when the other is talking about "uncomfortable position", and down the line there is "had to relax, open up, slide in", "it's hard, and hard for a long time", "just ride it", then yeah no way it's not sexual.

Love how they are just too familiar with each other that many times full sentence isn't needed.

Jensen just needs to go "Where's the..." and wave the arms and Misha knows he's talking about the button and the spin.

And when pouring the drinks, that quiet conversation, Misha: "Apple juice?" Jensen: "Yeah."

Too easy and comfortable, always know what the other is thinking, what they want for a drink. Always so much understanding.

3 second long hip dancing and self spanking, god that is hot. need their version of Magic Mike, need it yesterday.

Jensen: I still get nervous. It's probably more the pressure I put on myself about certain moments or certain scenes or certain actors that I might be working with or something where I'm like okay, this is a high pressure situation.

When he says "certain actors", eyes locked with Misha, hands and body turn to him, yeah yeah we all get it, not just any certain actor, it's Misha you're thinking.

So that is saying, growing up shooting commercials and soap operas and shows and TVs, he's used to the cameras and lights and not getting nervous most times. Except when acting with your boyfriend. That's when you get all shaky and astonished and stunned, aren't you? That's why the "front-row seat watching my best friend pulling an Emmy award performance" and stay stoic. wondering just how many more ways can you think of to praise your boyfriend's fascinating performance? Countless?

When it's Misha's turn to answer something, all that Jensen can do is stare at his lips, thinking nothing (but to kiss that talkative lips?). The same stoic expression when watching him act, falling to the default. doubt he's even really processing the words properly, because we know, as proof from the video timing, that the reaction time is about or above ten seconds.

Misha is talking about his very first performing experience on a real set, hitting on Winona Ryder. And it takes exactly ten seconds from 11:01 to 11:11, from Misha first mentions the film is "Girl, Interrupted", to Jensen grabs the microphone asking "You were in 'Girl, Interrupted'?" while Misha is already starting telling the story.

Ten seconds, to register some information that is not even bombing, just a little surprise.

Guess that totally explains why when Cas says "I love you", Dean can't react. Darkness arrives within one second. He needs at least ten to process.

And, now that we know Misha is in "Girl, Interrupted", and with all the big name actresses and ladies and girls in that film, think it's a must to watch now.

How did he get such a job with so many beautiful ladies? Because he's just as beautiful.

When Misha is telling the story with the experience in "Girl, Interrupted", the story with Angelina Jolie, what is Jensen doing?

Unsurprisingly, biting the bottom lips (read, flirting), already start laughing like a fool when the story hasn't started getting to the funny part yet. He's literally laughing to tears already, cracking in the joke, having to wipe the eyes and all that. Yeah, totally normal for lovers.

Misha: (talk in Crowley's accent, pretend as a navigation system AI, talking shit) Jensen: (frantically lick the lips, bit the bottom lip)

Yeah, yeah, the whole world knows you have a Misha accent kink now, calm down.

Jensen: Dean was stoic because Jensen was -- (...) so Jensen turned into an audience member in that scene and forgot to act. And so I defaulted to just stoicism. (...)

have a feeling this is not the first time Jensen refers to himself as a third person view when answering questions regarding the confession scene. Even if the hand gesture is pointing to his own chest when saying that sentence, and in between the sentences that are first person view reference ("I think... I was watching him... I defaulted to...") But it is still interesting to see the two times of using the third person reference.

Almost like he tries to put into some distance between himself with the person who acted Dean at that time, as if he's answering questions for a different guy, so that he can be emotionally remote, and bypass many questions, because, if he's not that guy, he wouldn't know what that guy was thinking. In other words, put in distance between himself and Dean.

So easily, audience and fans would forget actors are not characters, but he, especially when answering for the most important scene's interpretation question, he is trying to not overstep for the character. He brings Dean to life, then he gives Dean freedom to let Dean be Dean without him. It is noble.

(In that sense, maybe it would be a good thing too if Misha can do something similar, put in some distance with Cas? Not overtake Cas's mouth and voice?)

Jensen: (...) that was all part of the bond that we all shared, and it was part of love we all shared. (...)

All the bonds, all the love. Their bonds are their love. Dean and Cas have profound bonds, and they are in love. The casts and crew have bonds, Jensen and Misha have bonds, there are also so much love they shared.

(First, long paragraphs of Jensen praising Misha's performance in the confession scene, then they steer to Dean's farewell barn scene) Misha: You did a fucking great job on that scene. You really just made that so beautifully. Jensen: That was cuz I witnessed your performance.

Jensen gives his all in on his farewell and "I love you", because of Misha's confession and farewell.

That gives me a new perspective that I didn't think of before. In that exact same sense, Dean would say "I love you" at the last breath, would be exactly because of Cas. He wouldn't if Cas didn't. Now he does, because... is it because he has played it too many times in his head to say it back to Cas in the last five years, thinking that's what he'd finally be able to say out loud if only Cas comes back again, only to running into his own death, and for the very last chance to use these words, that's why he chooses to say them now.

Still makes me so sad and can still see so much love.

The Opening Ceremony

The cake in the opening ceremoney, barely anyone touches it. But Misha tastes a fingerful, so does Rob.

Guess that explains the father-son of Cas and Chuck lol, they're truly similar enough or something.

[sky-high-standards]

Yandere!!Fairytale characters Dark reverse Harem x reader Part 2

Ik I've been neglecting a part to for so long but here it is.

part one here

You fell into the ocean and all you could hear was a voice it was so beautiful and so sweet and..obsessive?

you woke up on a very familiar shore and sat up only to be tackled down by a big gray sheep dog who seemed very happy to see you and due to almost drowning you were extra confused.

???: Maxine? where are you girl

Then a man with dark hair and Caribbean blue eyes spotted you and the dog. Maxine? why does that sound so familiar?

??: Oh sry about Maine ma'-Y/n?

You had no idea how this man knew you but then you remembered.

Y/n: Eric?

He then beamed and hugged you it was eric another one of your childhood friends you two always played by the beach with Maxine and Eric would always say how when he became king you had to be his queen.

flashback

A much younger eric and you playing by the shore making sand castles while Maxine lied in the sun.

Eric: Y/n, Y/n look at my sandcastle!!

Y/n: Oh its so cool.

Eric: cool? It doesn't look cold y/n.

You shook your head.

Y/n: nevermind

Eric then smiled at you and laughed

Eric: Y/n you're very strange y/n when I'm big I'm going to be a king and you're gonna be my queen okay.

Y/n: No I wanna be in charge and you're the strange one.

You huffed and eric then pouted.

Eric: No Y/n you have to be my queen if you're my queen I'll tell the servants to make the moats full of chocolate.

he smirked when he saw your eyes light up.

Y/n: Oh okay I'll be your queen!

Eric: pinky swear?

he said sticking out his pinky finger.

Yn: Pinky swear.

and the moment you interlocked pinkies a promise that eric would never forget was made.

present

As Eric helped you up he brought you back to the palace but you couldn't help but wonder who saved you but little did you know you're savior carefully watched the two of you from under the water

Under the sea

???: Floundra she came back...she finally came back.

A voice excitedly said.

???: I knew she'd come back to me she must love me why else would she fall into the ocean she was practically telling me to save her an act of love!! that's so cute of her.

the voice said in a lovesick and happy way his sea blue eyes practically had hearts in them just thinking of you with a blush as red as his hair dusting his cheeks. but he then snarled.

???: But that repulsive man just had to come too trying to steal her from me I cant have that now.

Floundra his best friend looked at him concerned and worried not just for him but for you too ever since he was a sea wee he'd watch you and Eric play together longing to be a part of your world but this longing soon became a lovesick obsession she'd seen the way he'd look at you blinded by love and delusion she knew he'd go through any length to be with you but after you suddenly disappeared he was devastated and the obsession died down which Floundra was relieved about because she knew if you stayed there longer he would've done something horrendous to have you.

But the moment he saw you again helpless and almost drowning he was euphoric he'd never been so close to you, you finally came back to him he wanted to drag you down to the bottom of the ocean and keep you but unfortunately human lungs aren't for the water so he pulled you to the shore and saved you while happily singing to you and caressing your body the sunset made your skin glow and his emerald green tail shimmer in the light he wanted to stay there forever but he had to come and that mangey mut too so he went back into the ocean and watched from afar with jealous eyes watching Eric help you up.

Floundra: Arien are you okay

He just stayed silent watching Eric take you away the look on his face was blank which was strange for someone as go lucky and puppylike as Arien but it was the kind of cold stare that would run a chill down your spine.

Arien: If I don't act soon she'll be gone forever. I need to get rid of that human Floundra.

In the palace

You got washed up and brought into the old room you used to stay in pacing around wondering how to pass this story and just on time a purple light flashed and your fairy godmother came.

Godmother: I'm glad you made it my dear.

You sighed a sigh of relief happy to see her.

Y/n: Whats my task for this story Godmother?

Godmother: Well my dear you have to keep Eric alive.

At that your heart drops.

Y/n: w-whats going to kill him.

Godmother: That can't be revealed yet my dear...

She smiles gently then continues

Godmother: Keep him away from the sea at all times my dear.

And in a poof of purple light she was gone you groaned the fell onto the bed pondering what danger awaits Eric and when you'd be sent to the next story.

Eric's pov

She came back Maxine she finally came back I knew she'd never break her promise he said looking at his pinky dreamily and she came just in time for me to be crowned king I always knew she was destined to be my queen

He said as Maxine sat Infront of him wagging her tail.

Under the sea

Floundra: Eric don't do this this is a bad idea.

She desperately said swimming by Arien who then gave her a cold and furious look.

Arien: Quiet Floundra

He then swam to the entrance of the sea warlocks cave Ursule Arien swam in determined and motivated and then he saw Ursule sitting there staring right at him with his signature persuasive yet sinister smirk.

Ursule: I year you've been having trouble with you're love life my dear.

Arien: I want you to turn me into a human.

Ursule: oh~ that eager are we?

Ursule laughed and made his way to his spells before he turned to Arien and smirked.

Ursule: you do know you have to pay a price for my help.

Arien: I'll do anything to have her.

He said in a determent voice to which ursule looked intrigued by and checked his spells where your face appeared looking into the ocean.

Ursule: Oh she is quite a catch very beautiful you have a taste for gorgeous things I see.

Arien glared at his comment.

Arien: what price do I have to pay.

Ursule: Well Angelfish you will need a human heart if you want to win hers I'll make you human for Three days but by the third sunset you'll need a human heart and her love.

Arien: She already loves me.

Ursule: Sure she does Angelfish~Ooh and one more little thing, I need your voice.

Arien looked at him irritated and furious.

Arien: How will I tell her I love her without my voice.

Ursule: If she loves you as you say it'll be child's play to show her your love so sign the contract my boy.

A magic contract appeared in front of Arien with a pen to which Arien eagerly signed then suddenly he was human and Floundra quickly helped him to the surface.

Back in your room

You sat on the bed looking out the window staring at the ocean when a figure in an old ships sail stumbled across the beach.

You were intrigued and climbed through your balcony to see who it was as you drew closer you were seen and the figure attempted to run towards you only to fall as if unable to use his legs.

You quickly went to help him.

Y/n: I'm sir ate you alright.

The strange man suddenly leaped onto you nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as you pushed his face away you got a better look at him he had the most beautiful sea green eyes and soft looking scarlett red hair he was undoubtedly handsome even dressed in an old sail.

As you pushed the clingy man off Eric came along with Maxine

Eric: Y/n!! Y/n where have you gone...oh there you ar-

Eric stopped mid sentence when he saw the man on top of you glaring at him to which Eric immediately tried to separate you two while Maxine growled at the man.

Eric: What do you think you're doing with her?

Eric coldly spat out and the man who was visibly irritated opened his mouth to speak but the closed it scoffing.

Y/n: Eric it's okay he didn't do anything wrong.

You say then turn to the strange man.

Y/n: what's you're name?

You said it do sweetly hid heart melted you were finally here looking at him with those beautiful e/c eyes that were only supposed to look at him.

He opened his mouth to speak but the clutched his thought gesturing that he couldn't speak.

Y/n: oh you can't speak you poor thing Eric we have to help him.

Eric was visibly against this but wouldn't dare upset you so he simply nodded grumbling under his breath and he could've sworn he saw the man smirk.

You three then go to the palace with new company and he soon got dressed cleaned and was seated at dinner.

Y/n: Sir did you have an accident? Is that why you can't speak?

He slowly nodded.

Y/n: Are you okay with me calling you Red until we find your name?

He eagerly nodded and stared into your eyes giving you the most adorable smile but you could sense something was wrong about it...

Okay I accidentally posted this y'all tell me what your suggestions are and tell me if I should continue love you my lovely single pringles.

[juyeonszn]

CYBER SEX

PAIRING eric sohn x f!reader x kim sunwoo

WORD COUNT 3.11k

GENRES smut yktv

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, this is Literally Porn With Plot, gamer!eric, gamer!sunwoo, i’m so sorry but sunwoo is a bitchless loser incel until he’s not a bitchless loser incel, eric has Game literally and figuratively, jealous sunwoo 🤭, exhibitionism, voyeurism, phone/video call sex?, vaginal fingering, male masturbation, unprotected sex, going at it on eric’s gamer chair 💪 , a good amount of praise, degradation (the words dumb and slut) 🫨, soft dom!eric, mean? dom!sunwoo, sunwoo is a little mean at one point but i’m not apologizing 😁👍, pet name princess is used, creampie 🥸, sunwoo is an idiot, lmk if i missed anything!

SUMMARY eric is determined to show his best friend the benefits of having a girlfriend.

MORE hey… LMFOAOOO so i ended up finishing this in like… a day… 😭 what can i say ?1?1!1? when i have an idea, i Must stick with it <3 ANYWAY i got the inspiration for this after watching eric’s wv live on 09/25/23 and thus it has consumed my every waking thought since then ajejfwjdnen also shout out to reese to feeding my delusions and another shout out to doja cat for having the most out of pocket songs and titles bc she came in clutch fr 🤞 pls reblog if u enjoyed! i’m exhausted! (also this is not beta’d bc everyone was asleep and i also had to go to sleep so if there are any errors pls lmk)

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble

“Eric.”

Silence. You hear nothing but the sound of his keyboard clacking and his mouse clicking under his fingers from where he sits at his desk. You exhale through your nose, rolling your eyes.

“Eric Sohn.”

Again, you’re given nothing to work with. He curses under his breath, something about him being outnumbered and needing a cover. You don’t even know what game he’s playing, just that he’s been playing it for over an hour. You’re starting to get annoyed.

What kind of boyfriend tells his girlfriend to come over and then plays his stupid online game instead of talking to her?

When you get out of a long day of work, you just want to relax. You don’t want to lay on your boyfriend’s bed all by yourself, forced to watch him play a game you didn’t care for, much less understand. You burn holes into the back of his head when he starts swearing at the screen, hovering over his chair and leaning closer to the PC.

“Youngjae!”

That finally catches his attention, pushing one side of his headset off so he can hear better. He keeps his eyes on the screen but turns his head towards you, humming in response. “What’s up, baby?”

“Is your girlfriend there?”

“Yeah dude, shut up.”

You recognize the other voice as belonging to his best friend, Kim Sunwoo. Your lips form a pout and you flop backward on his bed. “I’m bored. And I wanna cuddle.”

“After this round, I promise.” He smiles at you, returning his focus to the match he was in. His fingers move quickly on the same four backlit keys, tongue poking the inside of his cheek in concentration. From your perspective, it just looked like his character was running aimlessly. (Apparently he had an agenda.)

“Bruh, you said we were gonna play until we won one.” Sunwoo complains. Your mouth forms a scowl. No wonder the guy was still bitchless. He had no concept of how girlfriends were maintained.

“I’m gonna kick your ass.” Your boyfriend says into the mic, tone monotone and no mirth behind the words. You know he wasn’t trying to be intimidating, but it kind of turns you on to see him so focused, his jaw slightly tensed and his bottom lip now between his teeth.

It had been about a week since you last did anything sexual, and you think that paired with your mind numbing work day was the cause for your sudden rush of hormones. You’d think dating a gamer would mean he wasn’t skilled in the sexy department, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. If anything, being so adept with his fingers made him that much better than the average person. Eric’s eyes narrow when he sees a group of players in the distance.

“Dude, back me up. We can take them, we can take them,” he commands, sitting back down at the same time he starts shooting at the other characters. Sunwoo’s comes into view on the other side of the monitor, also firing at the group of maybe four.

With a lazy sigh, you stand from his bed, sitting yourself on the edge of his desk. He offers you a small smile before resuming the intense gameplay he was engaged in. You cross your legs not so subtly due to his appearance, his hair falling into his eyes and his brows knitted together. You wanted him so bad right now. Fucking Kim Sunwoo would pay for being a cockblock.

You nudge his knee with your foot, silently whining in hopes he gets the hint. He holds a finger up to you, leaning into the monitor again. You know what they say; if you want something done, you gotta do it yourself.

You perch yourself on his lap, grinning in sweet victory when his expression falters and he accidentally releases the mouse from his grip. The momentary distraction is enough for his character to get killed, the screen flashing to showcase Sunwoo’s character’s point of view. Eric’s shoulders sag and he gives you a pointed look. You simply bat your eyelashes at him, lips curling into an innocent simper.

“What the fuck, Eric? You said we could take them.”

“My fault,” he apologizes, reclining in his seat and wrapping an arm around your waist as he watches Sunwoo. “You got this, bro.”

Right as he says that, his character also dies, the monitor reading ‘Match Over’ almost instantaneously. He shares an amused snort with you upon jinxing his best friend, one of his hands rubbing up and down your bare thigh. You can hear Sunwoo cussing him out through his headset. Eric winces, unplugging it from the headphone jack so his friend’s grievances weren’t directly in his ears.

“—And it’s all because you can’t keep your dick in your pants, you fucking horndog.”

You snicker at that, slapping a hand over your mouth when you realize that it might’ve been a little too loud. Eric shakes his head at the other male’s irritation. From where he stood, it sounded a whole lot like jealousy rather than anger. The guy really needed to get laid before gaming consumed him entirely and he stayed a loser incel for the rest of his life. Eric was lucky enough to have you in his corner.

“What’s so funny, Y/N?”

“You,” you shrug even if he can’t see it. “I think it’s kinda comical that you’re mad Eric gets pussy. You should take notes, Kim.”

Your boyfriend bursts into uncontrollable laughter, squeezing your thigh gently. You can hear Sunwoo sputter over your words, stumbling and stuttering every time he opens his mouth to speak. You’ve rendered him speechless, because you’re right. He is jealous that Eric has a girlfriend.

If it were any other girl, he doesn’t think he’d give a shit. But it was you. He wasn’t envious of the fact that his best friend was cuffed and he wasn’t. He was envious of the fact that he had you.

Something that doesn’t get brought up a lot, is how Sunwoo actually introduced you to Eric. He knew you first. Naturally, he thought that his tiny crush on you would blossom into something greater, especially because you saw each other twice a week. You were lab partners for Gen Chem and you became friends outside of class pretty quickly. He didn’t think he was terrible looking, and his personality wasn’t that bad either, so he hoped you might’ve been into him too.

And then you met Eric. God, he should’ve known bringing you together was a horrible idea. His best friend was not only extremely handsome, but also quite the flirt and a little too friendly. You were hooked from the get go. Sunwoo really shouldn’t have been that surprised when the two of you started dating.

That didn’t mean it didn’t suck though, having you constantly ask about Eric during your lab and slowly watching you distance yourself the closer you grew to him. It explained why you were so comfortable shitting on his lack of relationship experience, because once upon a time, you were something he could confide in. It was actually sort of hilarious that you were the same reason why he lacked said experience.

Now it’s been over a year and he still doesn’t think he could ever fully get over you.

“Damn, Sunwoo, you really just got your ass handed to you.”

The older of the two males deadpans at his screen, despite knowing neither of you can see him. But now that he’s been backed into a corner, all he can do is save face. “Having a girlfriend is the least of my worries.”

Eric hums, unconvinced. “Maybe I just have to show you what you’re missing out on.”

You turn in his lap, raising an eyebrow. What the hell did he mean by that?

Luckily for you, you don’t have to wonder for much longer. He clicks on his and Sunwoo’s chat in the bottom taskbar, pressing the video call button and allowing it to ring for a few seconds. This gives you the smallest idea of what he has in mind, and deep, deep down, you’re excited by the thought.

Sunwoo answers after the fourth ring, his face appearing in its own window on Eric’s monitor, pouty lips formed in a straight line and headset hidden under his hoodie. He looks sexy like that, in his element. You would never admit that out loud though. He was too attractive for his own good. He didn’t even know what to do with the beauty bestowed on him, resorting to being a gamer who holed himself away in his apartment.

“What am I supposedly missing out on then?” He finally says, and even with the not-so-stellar quality of his video, you recognize that dark look in his eyes. It has you shifting uncomfortably on Eric’s lap, desperate for some friction.

“Well first of all,” your boyfriend starts, brushing your hair behind your shoulder and sneaking a hand under the t-shirt of his you were wearing. “You should cut your losses now. Because no one could ever be better than my precious, Y/N.”

You crane your neck to the side, giving his lips access to your skin. He starts to pepper gentle kisses along the side, making eye contact with you in the smaller window that reflects yourself. Your mouth parts with a sigh when he reaches that sensitive spot just below your ear, and again when he nips at the juncture where it meets your shoulder.

It’s hard to focus on anything but Sunwoo’s expression and the way his jaw clenches upon not being able to touch you himself. And fuck, if Eric wasn’t right. He could never truly find anyone better than you. This was the closest he’d ever get to the real deal.

“You gonna be a good girl for Sunwoo, baby?” Eric murmurs into your ear, nibbling the lobe as his hand travels further up your shirt to palm your bare breast. You merely nod, a small whine escaping your lips when his thumb grazes your peaked nipple.

“Are you seriously about to fuck your girlfriend in front of me?” His best friend asks, voice a bit strained. The concept of you naked in just his head was enough to have him creaming his pants like a goddamn high schooler. But actually getting to see it with his own eyes? Getting to see your face when you orgasm? He doesn’t think he has the mental strength.

“Do you not want me to?” Eric slips his free hand between your legs, pushing your panties to the side. “I can easily end this call and keep this all to myself.”

Your boyfriend takes his silence as an answer, continuing to pleasure you. He helps you pull off the t-shirt, exposing your chest to both him and his best friend. Sunwoo holds his breath, leaning back into his gaming chair with his bottom lip between his teeth. You raise one of your legs, placing your foot on Eric’s knee to give him a clearer view of what’s going on with your lower half.

Eric holds the thin material of your underwear out of the way, languidly thrusting his ring and middle fingers into your hole. You rest your head on his shoulder with a low moan, observing Sunwoo’s different reactions, though he tries to mask them. Even he knows he’s doing a shitty job, because how could any sane person not lose their mind perceiving what he is.

“Need more,” you whimper, tongue darting out to swipe across your lips. “I need more, please…”

“Well, since you asked so kindly,” Eric grins against the side of your head, kissing your temple as he adds a third finger and begins to circle your clit with his thumb. “How could I say no to you, princess?”

The stretch burns slightly, but not too much that it distracts from how good you feel. You half wished your boyfriend suggested this a long time ago. Having someone else’s eyes on you while he fucked you open with his fingers just added more fuel to the fire, rousing the squelching sound your pussy made. The fact that it happened to be Kim Sunwoo just made the experience that much thrilling.

Your heavy eyes glance back to the screen, getting a glimpse of his entranced face. It took everything in him to bite his cheek and keep his mouth shut, longing to extend an arm through his PC and put his own hands all over you. You looked so hot, legs splayed open so he had a perfect view of Eric’s fingers scissoring in and out of your cunt.

“Please, Eric…” You plead. For what? You’re not sure yourself.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Want you to fuck me for real,” you attempt to meet his fingers, telling him all he needs to know.

He grabs your jaw and turns you to face him so he can kiss you, lips moving against yours so softly you might melt in the palms of his hands. You aid him with ridding his pants and his briefs, shoving them down to his ankles so he can kick them off. Your mouth nearly waters, having missed his cock in the past week you’d been apart.

You take a hold of the edge of his desk, eyes rolling to the back of your head when he slips the tip of his dick into the warmth of your cunt. A drawn out whine bubbles up from your throat, risking a look at Sunwoo. He’s still, legs manspread and arms crossed over his chest. By the time Eric’s bottomed out, you’re no longer coherent, brain jumbled.

Your boyfriend begins to move after allowing you to adjust to the fullness of his cock sheathed to the hilt in you. You sit back on him, practically cradling his head as he leisurely fucks you. In spite of him moving without a rush, you can feel all of him, so deep inside of you, you think you could faint.

“You’re— oh god— Eric…” you moan, unable to formulate a comprehensive sentence.

He chuckles lowly, the sound reverberating along your spine. “Don’t forget to include our guest, baby.”

“T-Take off your pants, Sun,” your tone wavers, vision cutting in and out as Eric’s pace increases. “Wanna see you get yourself off…”

Sunwoo groans, covering his face and dragging his hand down to his mouth. He’d barely put his dick inside of you and you already looked so fucked out. He wants to follow through with your wishes, but how can he with your boyfriend right there? Then again, it was Eric’s idea to do this and he did have you spread out in front of him. He needed to act fast, for this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

He pushes his sweatpants and underwear down mid thigh, freeing his painfully hard cock. He doesn’t have it in him to be embarrassed by the pearl of precum that’s sitting pretty on his slit, using his thumb to smear it around his tip. You mewl, digging your nails in the armrest of Eric’s chair and tugging at his hair.

Your boyfriend’s best friend grabs the base of his dick hesitantly, sighing when it brings momentary relief. He starts to jerk the shaft, twisting his wrist and pumping his hand up and down. He feels so much lighter, like a part of his guilty conscience had just been lifted from his chest. He didn’t have to feel so ashamed of jerking himself off to the thought of you now that he’d been given permission to do so. And in front of you, nonetheless.

“Fucking look at you,” Sunwoo all but growls, fist wrapped tightly around his cock as he bucks up into his hand, head falling back with a groan. “Nothing but talk, aren’t you? Getting off to the loser watching you get fucked like a dumb slut.”

You moan loudly, keeping your hooded eyes on his video. Eric tightens his grip around your hips, holding you in place as he fucks up into you almost brutally, face buried into the crook of your neck. You feel insane, Sunwoo’s degradation inching you closer and closer to your sweet release.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” Eric coos, pressing open mouthed kisses on your neck and shoulders. “Taking me so fucking well, like the good girl you are.”

The contrast between the two males’ approach has your head spinning. On one hand, you had your doting boyfriend and his endless praise. The thought of impressing him always multiplied the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach. You wanted to do anything and everything to keep him satisfied. On the other hand, you had Sunwoo and the string of near insults he kept hurling at you. Something about him calling you demeaning names while still fucking his own fist at the sight of you had those butterflies going rampant.

“I’m— shit— I’m so s-so close,” you babble, reaching down to rub ovular motions into your already sensitive clit.

Sunwoo didn’t think he’d last long from the second he touched himself, so he can’t imagine what will happen when he takes in you orgasming. He bites his lip hard enough to draw blood, tasting the bitter metal-like flavor of the red fluid as his hand speeds up.

“Cum for me, princess,” Eric groans in your ear, fingers sliding down to help you apply more pressure to your clit. “Cum all over my cock for Sunwoo.”

You wail as you hit your climax, toes curling and back arching into your boyfriend’s chest. Your walls squeeze around his dick, triggering his own release. He paints the inside of your cunt with sticky white ropes and a grunt, plugging you up as your breathing regulates and your body stops shaking. You both gaze through the monitor as his cum starts to leak out of you, your pussy filled with so much that you’re surprised he didn’t pass out.

Sunwoo follows after that, coating his hands and thighs in his own ejaculation. He sits there for a minute, eyes closed as he process what the fuck just happened. Once the fogginess of the moment subsided, he feels his heart rate spike. Now that he knows what you look and sound like, how could he ever see you the same?

“Uh, woah that’s crazy, someone’s calling me. Gotta go, bye!” He lies, ending the call before either you or Eric can properly register his words. He reclines in his chair with a pinch of the bridge of his nose.

There was no going back from this.

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PAC: What Would They Tell You If They Could? (Romance)

GROUPS: 1 - 2 - 3 4 - 5 - 6

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Instruction: Think about your person while choosing a group. Do not use more than 1 group for one person. Just to remind you, this is only for entertainment purposes.

If you don't feel drawn to any group, then this reading is not for you.

GROUP 1

Cards: Ace of Wands, Knight of Wands rx, Wheel of Fortune rx, I Like You, Girl Talk rx, Pond, Archangel Metatron.

I like you. I know it's straightforward, but I cannot say it in any other way that's more meaningful or more direct. It might not sound meaningful but it is to me (I hope it is to you too). I feel there is a spiritual connection between us and it seems no matter what, we keep coming back to each other. Our connection is like a pond; can be insignificant to others but to us, it holds so much life and secrets but it can easily be destroyed if not cultivated. We are so hot and cold; we like each other, and then we hate each other over something trivial (we both don't know what exactly annoyed us). I want to move towards you but things are holding me back. There's so much I want to do and say but I'm standing still. I know we will truly come together someday. No one knows about it because I don't share those feelings with friends. It seems too private and sacred.

SONGS:

Eric by Mitski ("Take off my clothes and watch me move; You can come closer, I'll let you hurt me; But how long, how long can we play this way?; I'm tired, I'm tired of not loving you"

Blue Velvet by Lana Del Rey ("Ours a love I held tightly; Feeling the rapture grow; Like a flame burning brightly; But when she left; Gone was the glow")

Nothing's Gonna Hurt You, Baby by Cigarettes After Sex ("Whispered something in your ear; It was a perverted thing to say; But I said it anyway; Made you smile and look away; Nothing's gonna hurt you, baby; As long as you're with me, you'll be just fine")

GROUP 2

Cards: 9 of Pentacles, 2 of Pentacles, 7 of Cups, Noose rx, Mushrooms, The Snake, Hammer rx, Seraphim Seraphisa rx.

You will forever be in my heart and mind, but we can never be together in the way we want. There are way too many blockages and I do think we are not fit to be in a relationship. I am in a committed relationship (or you are) and I do not wish to leave her for I love her. Maybe I am a coward, but I am a practical and cautious one. I will not take reckless actions just to wake up one day and regret it. I think what we have is a fantasy, pleasant make-believe, daydreaming. However, I don't want you gone because you're an important person to me. I wish you happiness but I can't follow you.

SONGS:

Lonesome Love by Mitski ("I call you, to see you again; So I can win, and this can finally end")

Blue Banisters by Lana Del Rey ("She said, "You can't be a muse and be happy, too; You can't blacken the pages with Russian poetry and be happy"; And that scared me; 'Cause I met a man who said he'd come back every May;Just to help me if I'd paint; Now when weather turns to May; All my sisters come to paint")

Flash by Cigarettes After Sex ("I'm a flash; You were blinded by the love I had; I'm a flash; The light could only get in through the cracks")

GROUP 3

Cards: The Hierophant rx, 8 of Wands, The Devil, 10 of Swords rx, Wildflowers, Mirror, Keys on a Ring, Archangel Raphael.

You are the temptation, the chaos in my life, the wildflowers that can still be growing but can also be already taken by someone else while I wasn't looking. You're untouchable, unable to be caught, translucent. One minute you're here only to leave seconds later just to come back and stay for a long time. You're unpredictable, a sin worth sinning for. But I hate to be alone and you make me sad. I love to see you but I hate myself when you leave. I don't know if you have any feelings for me; is it something serious or is it just casual and convenient? I can't do this anymore, I'm trapped and I feel miserable. I wish I could tell you to stay away, to abandon me, to never come back. It would be easier for me to move on then but I am a fool for you. I wish I was strong enough to talk things through but I'd rather have some of you than none of you. Then again, being with you hurts me so what should I do?

SONGS:

Should've Been Me by Mitski ("Relive all the ways you still want me; I haven't given you what you need; You wanted me but couldn't reach me; I'm sorry it should've been me"

Blue Jeans by Lana Del Rey ("I will love you till the end of time; I would wait a million years; Promise you'll remember that you're mine; Baby, can you see through the tears?; You went out every night; And, baby, that's alright; But when you walked out that door; A piece of me died")

Ambien Slide by Cigarettes After Sex ("Take my love with some pretend; You said you couldn't help it; Had everything that you wanted; When my love was something yours; But now you're feeling helpless")

GROUP 4

Cards: Death, Page of Pentacles rx, The Chariot rx, Archangel Sammael, Eileen Chang rx, Boat rx, Engagement Ring rx.

I don't want to try to fix this thing between us anymore, it's a fool's errand. We tried and it didn't work, it's time to move on to something else because we are just wasting our time and I'm exhausted. Let me go. Let me leave, peacefully. I don't want to fight but I'm frustrated. I think we tried to escape the inevitable but at the end of the road, we cannot pretend any longer. Relieve me of this burden and don't resent me.

SONGS:

Working For The Knife by Mitski ("I always thought the choice was mine; And I was right, but I just chose wrong")

Bel Air by Lana Del Rey ("Gargoyles standing at the front of your gate; Trying to tell me to wait; But I can't wait to see you; So I run, like I'm mad, to heaven's door; I don't wanna be bad; I won't cheat you no more")

Tejano Blue by Cigarettes After Sex ("We wanted to fuck with real love; Wanted it sweet, so pure and warm; And when you say you want it all, I know you want it all; Baby, take it all from me; I always will make it feel like you were the last one; So get in the waves like it was the first time")

GROUP 5

Cards: The Star rx, 7 of Pentacles, 10 of Swords rx, Glove rx, The Phoenix, Paradise rx, Archangel Haniel.

I wish we could start anew, without any bitter history between us that holds us back and clouds our judgment. We cannot fully be together while all these thoughts are troubling us, making us suspicious of each other and insecure. I know we both lost hope for this connection, yet we are still going and proceeding with it in any way we can. We don't want this to be over but we need to find a solution. I want you in my life and I'm willing to put work into it. Are you? Someone needs to make the first step though and it's the most difficult thing to do. We cannot stay still for much longer though. We communicate telepathically but we also have to communicate in real life.

SONGS:

First Love/Late Spring by Mitski ("Please hurry leave me; I can't breathe; Please don't say you love me; One word from you and I would; Jump off of this ledge I'm on; Tell me "don't" so I can crawl back in")

Video Games by Lana Del Rey ("It's you, it's you, it's all for you; Everything I do; I tell you all the time; Heaven is a place on earth with you; Tell me all the things you wanna do; It's better than I ever even knew; They say that the world was built for two; Only worth living if somebody is loving you")

Goodbye Mr Blue by Father John Misty (" But maybe if he'd gone sooner; Could've brought us back together last June; When the last time was our last time; If only then I knew; The last time was our last time; Would've told you that the last time comes too soon")

GROUP 6

Cards: Page of Swords rx, 9 of Cups rx, 4 of Swords, Sappho, Archangel Chamuel, Cupid's Arrow rx, Separation rx.

Do you love me? You say you do why does your love cause so much pain? Why am I in agony instead of being elated and happy? Is this how you show your love? I feel neglected and manipulated. I feel ignored and mocked. Am I your partner or your pet? Do you even care what I want? Do you care what I have to say? You treat me as a child as if I cannot think or decide for myself. Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think so lowly of me? When you're not here, I don't miss you and my mind is at ease. I lost all hope for anything to change. It hurts even more because I love you, but your love is weird and dysfunctional. I feel trapped. I even stopped speaking my mind because it was met with ridicule and anger.

SONGS:

Wife by Mitski ("For if I am not yours, what am I?; I daydream I'd give one a name of my own; For even I am on loan; For even mine is unknown; So let me go towards the morning star; With hope it won't disappear;)

Carmen by Lana Del Rey ("Baby's all dressed up, with nowhere to go; That's the little story of the girl you know; Relyin' on the kindness of strangers; Darlin', darlin', doesn't have a problem; Lyin' to herself, 'cause her liquor's top shelf; It's alarmin', honestly, how charmin' she can be; Foolin' everyone, tellin' 'em she's havin' fun")

Hot by Cigarettes After Sex ("Is it all in my head? 'Cause I keep getting scared; That I'll always be lost forever; But I don't give a shit if I'm too delicate; When you hold me, it's always better")

[oncasette]

FANGTASIA. send in a character from my guide + one of the prompts below for a drabble!

how about... "you shouldn't have touched them. every single mark on their body is going to be returned to yours." wiiith our mans eric northman!

please, thank you, love youuu!!! 🩵🩵

𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞

eric northman x fem!reader

summary: 1.3k

You’d had vampire blood. Pam and Chow had been gracious enough to offer you their wrists months after you’d started working at Fangtasia, a safety precaution as they’d claimed. You'd had Eric's blood. He could feel your fear, he knew where you were, why wasn't he coming?

or the one where eric saves you from an anti-vampire rights enthusiast.

warnings: canon-typical violence, blood, death, kidnapping, stabbing

a/n: i know i said drabbles but i couldn't contain myself. i am violently ill with my love for this man.

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You think you're dying. surely. There's no way the human body would be able to endure this much pain without ultimately giving up the ghost, right? 

You never should have gotten involved with vampires. They were nothing but a bucket of trouble, as your mother would have put it. And has she had put it, a multitude of times, before she'd ever even known you'd applied to work at Shreveport's resident vampire bar. 

What she didn't know, though, was how incredible they could be. How, even without all their supernatural abilities, intensely good they could be when they decided they wanted. How loyal and caring and kind when they chose to do so. Just how beautiful they could be, fangs and all. 

‘Course, there still was that whole bucket of trouble thing. 

"You sure are pretty for a fangbanger," your captor drawled from where he was watching you from across the room. He'd tied you to a chair at the center of it, thick scratchy ropes binding your wrists to the unlaquered wood beneath you. You spit, knowing that it won't reach the man from this distance, but hoping, almost willing it to hit him squarely between the eyes. 

“Fuck you,” you say.

“Ooh,” he whistles. “You’ve sure got a mouth on you, sweet cheeks. Why waste it on one of those dead fuckers when you could have someone with an actual, bleeding fucking heart?”

“You’re a waste of skin, you piece of shit,” you huff. Not that it was any of his goddamn business, anyway, but you had only ever slept with one man, and it sure as shit hadn’t been one of your bosses.

“Aw, c’mon. I bet you get so cold after one of them vampers is inside you, don’t you. All icy and chilly like. Let me give you a little tip, sweetheart. Humans. Need. Warmth.”

“You say that as if you aren’t a fucking sad sack,” you say. “What a sorry excuse for a human, huh?”

“What’d they do to you, huh, girl? Did they glamor you into only wanting a dead man’s dick?” he asks, slowly shifting and standing from his stool so that he could approach you. Despite their constant–and half-hearted–threats, you’d never been glamored by your vampire coworkers. Your breathing shakes as he approaches in swift steps. It’s then that you see the knife in his hand. 

For the first time in a long time, you realize, genuine fear strikes through you. 

“I’m gonna teach those vampers a lesson,” he says. “And you’re going to help me do that.”

You’d had vampire blood. Pam and Chow had been gracious enough to offer you their wrists months after you’d started working at Fangtasia, a safety precaution as they’d claimed. You'd had Eric's blood. He could feel your fear, he knew where you were, why wasn't he coming?

The knife trails along your collarbone. You're glad it was as dull as it was, knowing if it'd been sharper it would be slicing the skin open in its path down. Then he presses down harder. You can’t muffle the whine as it escapes you, no matter how much you want to. No matter how desperately you wish to not show the man that he holds any power over you. You can feel the blood seeping out of the wound. It dribbles down your chest in a thick stream as it pools and stains the gray cotton of your t-shirt.

“Stop!” you plead. He chuckles before driving the blade deeper into you. With feeble force, you try to get him off with a stunted kick to his knee; It was all you could manage with the way your knees had been duct-taped together. 

“Bitch!” he heaves before rearing back to slap you with the bladeless hand. It slashes your cheek, shallowly, thankfully, but you can feel the ache of where his hand had connected with your cheekbone. “You’re gonna regret that.”

He takes the knife and stabs it into your side, just narrowly missing your ribcage. 

Before you can manage out even a wince, the door to the small shack you’d been held in for the last few hours splinters and it unceremoniously removed from its hinges. 

Eric says nothing as he rushes in. You barely register that it’s him save for the split second image you’d captured from where he’d lingered in the doorway. Your captor is off of you instantly, though you’re still bound to the chair. Eric stills. Wind warps around him as he does so, wrapping him in a flurry of movement as he stands with the man locked in his grasp. 

“You never should have fucking touched her,” Eric growls with his fangs fully extended, grip tightening around the burly man’s neck and raising him inches off the ground. There’s not even a hint of the usual smirk you were so accustomed to seeing. “Every single mark on her body will be returned unto you tenfold.”

“She fucking deserved it,” he gargles as the vampire latches onto the expanse of neck not currently held within his hand. The man screams out in anguish and you pull your eyes tight to avoid watching any more. Of course, that doesn’t stop you from hearing. The screams and the rips and the crunches. You hear something hard and solid hit the floor and somewhere deep in the pit of your stomach you know it’s bone. 

You hear the man gasp out a dead fuck only for Eric’s grasp to tighten fully, effectively severing the man’s skull from his spinal chord without detaching it from his body. The man drops to the floor with a loud thump and Eric shoves the corpse away with the toe of his shoe before he moves toward you. 

“What took you so long?” you exhaled as he moved behind you to unbind your wrists. 

“I was away on business,” he gruffs, spitting slightly to get the last of the man’s blood out of his mouth. He’d already drunk his fair share, you thought, what good what that do?

Swallowing, you ask, “And you still came?”

He walks back around to begin undoing the restraints on your legs. He’s being so gentle, you realize. If he’d wanted, he could have had this done within seconds and yet, here he was, tenderly undoing the tape and rope and rubbing a soothing hand over the abraded skin. 

“I’ll always come for you,” he says. “Until I meet the true death, I will always come for you.”

He extends his wrist up to his mouth and you wince as he punctures the flesh. 

“Eric,” you sigh. 

“Drink,” he says. 

Nodding, you allow him to bring his wrist to your mouth and latch down on the leaking wound. It’s tangy and metallic and overall pretty gross, but you’re more than grateful for it at that moment. You lick your lips when he pulls his arm back down, the small bite marks already well on their way to closing completely. 

“Will you take me home?” you ask, suddenly overwhelmed with the wave of fatigue hitting you. 

He rises back to his full height and extends a hand out towards you. The second you grab it, he’s pulling you up from your chair to hold you flush against his form. Then, in another rush of wind, you’re standing on your front porch. 

Slowly, you pull away from the vampire to take a step towards your door. Your body aches, but it’s already mostly healed as you run a hand over the small incision at your waist. 

“Thank you,” you say. “Eric.”

He’s silent, looking you over in a way that you can’t help but think is more than just an assessment of your injuries. He settles on your eyes when he says, “Anytime.”

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Hello awesome readers and lovely fandom :) Best part of my week has arrived once again. Our Mid-Week goodness. Well mid-week for me lol Hard to believe we're 3 away from the season ending already.... Insane to think we're at this point. The documentary eps are always so split in how they are received. I personally have always loved them. Usually really funny and produce amazing Chenford content.

If nothing else for people who don't like them we get that. Which we still got in this one. It came in a form I wasn't expecting. But this season as I've said before has been a wild card. It's been giving and unexpected this entire time. Which I really do appreciate. s7 has been one for the books for the most part. Said this before with longer seasons though we do tend to forget is there are more filler-like ones along the way. This one felt more so than others have this year. Other than the Chenford in this ep it wasn't my fav. Not gonna lie.

Honestly once they were no longer a factor in this episode I lost interest tbh. Which was a first for me this season. Because I have been loving the ensemble of it all this year. Even with 7x10 and 7x13 which weren't my fav all around other SL's kept me engaged. They missed the mark with this one in terms of a whole episode. Coming off 'Double Trouble.' being our last one they had a lot to live up to and didn't. But I'll get into that more in my side notes. Lets dig into the ship moments we did get shall we?

7x15 A Deadly Secret

We hit the ground running with our ship. Lucy looking adorable and excited per usual with these. Tim being classic Tim. Not wanting to be here in the least. Their usual M.O. for these kinds of eps. Some things never change haha It was pretty Meta of Alexi to mention them as his 'Favorite' couple heh We are the most-loved and go-to of the ships on the show. Forever grateful for this fact. We all know they are but this was a fun little nod to that. And it having it be Alexi say it made me happy I will say.

Tim barking at him to keep it professional. Seconds after doing this he is already over it LOL The death glare only he can give so well had me cackling. I loved the shots between him and this dude. The way they pan to Tim then to him and back to Tim. Had me laughing so much. Eric the master of expressions crushing it here. He always pushes Tim's buttons and regrets it. I love him effectively killing his questioning with just a look. Getting a defeated 'Sorry. Moving on.' reply in return. Oh Tim Bradford I love you so.

What I always love about these types of episodes are the shared looks. That silent communication on display for all to see. They showcase their chemistry without even realizing they're doing so. It's why this guy loves them the most. They exude it without knowing they're even doing so. It’s in the way they instinctively touch base with each other first, a unspoken check-in that says more than words ever could. Gah I love it sfm. The shared looks up above being a great example of this.

Eric and Melissa do it so well. I don't know how they do it, but I'm deeply thankful these two actors embody this ship. It's more like they're talking to each other more so than the camera or this director. In their own world. It's the little things I always appreciate with them. They barely give the crew eye contact. Just look at them. More engaged with each other than the people around them. Also can't say I hate Tim's posture in the very beginning of this. Hello sexy forearm happy to see you.

This scene proving Lucy is and forever will be the exception for Tim. We may have a more open and emotionally available Tim this season, but not when it comes to this. I was wondering if they were going to lean into that with this but they didn't. I'm pretty ok with that. He is willing to change and be that for her but no one else. No one that isn't someone of importance to him or has a real place in his life I should say.

He opened up to John in 7x07 about Lucy which was massive progress. But Lucy is going to be the main beneficiary of that change more than anyone else. So with that being said he's not going to do that with this crew. Especially when it's just to exploit them and their feelings. Does crack me up he says he'll just ask Rachel later.... Dude just wants to know what happened with them. Get in line bub. The entire station wants to know the answer to that question. You will have to wait good sir.

I love this scene for couple reasons. The main one just being Tim looking at her while she speaks. The admiration and reverence makes my shipper heart skip a beat. Nodding along as she does so. The man says so much with just a look. I mean he always looks at her intently whenever she speaks in these. Which I adore on so many levels. But just has an added level with his eyes extra soft while he watches her tear them a new one.

Which leads me to the second I enjoyed this bit. Lucy just telling them like it is. She has gotten a lot less star struck with these since s4. Not afraid to let her rip so to speak. Telling them their theory is outlandish. That the actions of these people are their own not inspired by anything else. Love our girl.

This is where it really gets good. It was mainly crumbs before this moment. I was excited once we reached here and Tim said ‘I hate making mistakes in front of you.’ I knew we were in for some goodness. Oh my lord. Now they may be high af here but there is truth behind their statements regardless. That line of his. *heart clutch* I said this last year in my 6x07 review and analysis of Tim. How he holds himself to a higher standard and didn’t want to fail in front of Lucy because of it. For her to think less of him when he does.

Because in his mind, mistakes equal failure, and he’s afraid of being anything less than enough in her eyes. Which, as we all know, she’s never seen him in that light. He consistently forgets she saw him at his dumpster fire worst and didn't think it then. But as someone who also struggles with that myself it's not as easy as just telling him that. This is how they figure out they are drugged though. Because all season Tim has been meeting Lucy where she is at. Respecting her boundaries and only sharing what he felt was appropriate to in the moment.

This is clearly a subconscious thing he is letting slip out due to the drugs. A deep rooted fear of his he's felt for years coming out without his consent. For Lucy to see him as less than through his mistakes. I love her soft 'Oh, you've never admitted that before.' Getting a little insight into the man before her in a way she didn't have before. This felt like a preview of a convo to be had later IMO. Their need to have a serious convo literally rising to the surface in this moment.

Tim can feel this and it's why he tries to stop them from talking any further. If they're going to have a serious talk he want to be sober for it. I too would like this lol My soul longs for it really. He's also worried something is going to come out they're gonna have to deal with later. Which does happen... High Lucy can't help herself though. haha I love her starting off with something hilarious though. Asking what his most embarrassing memory is?

Tim doesn't take more than a second to reply. This stuff must be so potent for him to just drop knowledge like this. It's an adorable story about baby Tim. I adore him loving his hamster so much he took it to school with him. Snuck it in. I cannot. My damn heart. Lucy's laughter makes my soul lighter. Clearly thrilled with the answer she got from him about it. I would love to know what happened during all that fast-forwarding. The random convos they must've had.

How and why did she let her hair down? Looks like Tim maybe helped her do this? It went so fast I couldn't tell. I seriously wanna know how we ended up at the convo below. My guess is Lucy's questions got more serious for us to end up there. Or Tim couldn't stop from spilling his guts. A common theme with his relationship with Lucy let's be honest. He's never been able to stop her from extracting things from him that he would never tell anyone else. Her Tim superpower.

This felt like my 6x07 review come to life I have to say. Delighted me to no end. All the things I said in my analysis of Tim last year. Of why he did he what he did. To shed light on the meaning of it all, for a fandom emotionally struggling to understand the root cause of it all. Also because I felt it was something that absolutely needed to be acknowledged and shared. Now even though he's saying it because he's high, it doesn't make it any less satisfying to hear. He has learned something about himself. About why he does things the way he does. Which is a game changer. It shows that therapy has helped Tim grow into this version of himself. Big time. To realize all the things he didn't when he was going through it all during 6x06-6x07. I'm so proud I could cry. Saying things I dreamed about him putting together.

Then telling Lucy one day when he was ready to share it, and she was ready to hear it. Here we are with him sharing all that. What he shares next is growth I have legit longed about him having. Tim saying he internalized all his dad did to him. It was the message he had been fed his entire life: that failure equaled punishment. And without him there to inflict it, Tim punished himself instead. My broken boy. Telling himself he deserved to be punished for failing with Ray. So he did so by breaking up with her. By taking away the one good thing in his life. In his eyes, she represented the highest form of penance for actions he couldn’t even begin to understand himself at the time. This is so big fandom. Because in 6x07 he had zero idea or awareness surrounding this.

Tim found himself at a loss when Blair raised the topic back then; he couldn’t quite make sense of his own actions. At the time he didn’t think about that. Because all he could think was he wasn’t worthy and that was it. So for him to be at this place now is massive. To me maybe this is another shake up. What I mean by that is Lucy was reserved af towards him till the 7x08 confession occurred. The experience left a deep impact on her, and over time, she became more open to Tim and his efforts to change. To make it up to her. This could be the wake up call they both need to finally have their reconciliation convo following this. There is going to be residual emotions after this even if we don't see right in this moment.

Lucy even though she is high as a kite is putting together what happened. Getting clarity for the first time since he left her in that parking lot back in 6x06. It feels SOOOO good for her to finally hear this. Now was this the medium I was expecting this to happen in? God no. Of course not. This season continues its wild card ways, and if it leads to another real convo later on, I’m down. May not be the way we wanted this to start BUT it is huge progress. Because even though there are drugs involved prompting this. These are real feelings coming out. Real confessions. I did love him saying it was kinda flattering right?

Basically telling Lucy she's the best thing that ever happened to him. The one person who made him happier than anything else. *sigh* That losing her was the worst thing he could've done to himself. Essentially telling her she's the love of his life and the biggest thing he could've lost as punishment. LOVE Lucy's reply. It's everything I've wanted her to say to him since it happened. But as we all know he wasn't ready for this convo back then. He is now. Which is exciting as hell. And why Lucy laying it out that he didn't just punish himself when he broke them up. The hurt etched on her face guts me.

It punished her too. Took away her agency. Took him away. She was struck and deeply wounded by the emotional shrapnel he unleashed on them. That she became collateral damage in his attempt to outrun his failures and inflict punishment on himself. I've said this before and I'll keep saying it. I love that they continuously bring up the impact it had on her. That it is a wound that isn't to be ignored or have faded into the background. It is front and center until this is really talked out. Will that happen? Is this it? Idk tbh this season like I've said has been a wild card. What I do hope is that is prompts a deeper convo and reconciliation. My gut feels like it will but we shall see. Beauty of these first impressions. The analysis and guessing game.

Tim saying 'I know.' I'll never be over him owning what he did to her. Makes me so happy. Look at my boy all grown up. So proud. This is SO incredibly necessary for them to move past this. For her to hear this. To witness he is so painfully aware of what he did to her. How he blew it with the love of his life and knows it. Tim is willing to just live with what he gets now with his follow up reply. Because he is still punishing himself in some form. Still not thinking he is worthy of her forgiveness fully. But being ok with that possibility. This is him coming to terms with the fate he created for himself. Now her reply is what makes me think they'll have another convo. If only to explain what she confesses to him. And her second almost confession inside it. (I'll explain that in a second)

Because just like Tim she slips up about something she's been holding close to her chest. That she's forgiven him. It's her 'It's not even-' that gets me. The second almost confession. What do I think this means? I believe she was going to say 'It's not even that.' I think it comes down to another issue for her. Trust. She wants SO badly to trust him emotionally again like that but hasn't gotten there. She has professionally in so many ways. She's forgiven him but it's the trusting him with her heart again where she is stuck. Which is why I think she giggles and is like 'Naww that isn't it. It's something else.' and then cuts herself off.... Too shocked by her previous confession to finish that train of thought. It sobers her a tad and explain her 'When did that happen?' comment.

Now the forgiveness when did that happen? I might have a better in depth answer when I do this for my master list. But for now I mean I feel like her actions in the last few episodes have screamed she had. Like I said in 7x14. Her emotionally opening up and leaning on him again was a sign. Folding immediately into him for their hug like she did in 6x04. Another big one. Her replies in 7x11 were a neon sign. It's been a slow development since 7x08. The whole season really but 'Wildfire' really kicked it off. I think the 7x08 confession dislodged her quite a bit. That and Tim’s consistent showing up for her. Praising her, building her up and just being emotionally available is what sealed the deal here.

I do love her cute giggle when she says it. Like it's supposed to be common knowledge to Tim she has done this. Like of course I forgave you already don't you know? I love you, you idiot. Why do you keep wondering if I will? Her follow up is classic to the giggling. 'Huh. I wonder when that happened?' Shocking even herself. This is going to require a follow up convo to their reconciliation I think. Just a gut feeling. I know nothing of what is to pass even if I had the chance to I wouldn't look. lol Just a feeling. Also I must note how amazing she looks with her hair down in uniform. Never thought I'd see the day lol But she is crushing it.

Is this whole thing going to spawn another real talk? Will it prompt Tim to follow his own 7x07 advice and fight for her? I hope so. It feels unfinished for the reasons I gave above. This reconciliation has been a slow burn. Just like their build up to being together was. Once I was on the other side of that I was so happy it was done that way. It'll be the same way with this. Because of course it's going to take a slow burn to reconciliation. Very on brand for Chenford. Also just mature writing which I love. Now If that is it for the adult convo Idk how I feel about that in full yet. Need to sit on that longer. That's more reserved for post-season. There was a lot of good stuff in it, but once the next three episodes unfold, I’m sure I’ll have a better answer, especially this summer when I dive in deeper into this ep.

But to me it feels like we have one more emotional hurdle to jump before reconciliation IMO. Other than the Sergeant Exam. What I can tell you is Lucy is in a much better place now than she has been all season with the scene above. Why you ask? Her non-verbal reply to being asked if she didn't mean what she said? All season she has denied everything. Vehemently. Been firm about it. She did this in 7x06 with the guy at the booth, after they slept together and claiming just 'ex-sex.' Distancing herself from the emotion. In 7x08 even on fire couldn't say she still loved him back verbally. Fought that too. Watched her internal struggle to accept his compliment in 7x11. Created an emotional boundary in 7x12 to avoid the emotions she feels for this man. Funny thing is all those things she fought led to this.

Here when asked if she didn't mean what she said then? Lucy stumbles....Not only that but looks at Tim and can't refute it. Her reaction is reply enough. Knowing she meant everything she said in that convo. Reminds me of towards the end s4 Lucy. Where her facade to keep her feelings about Tim inside were an absolute farce. Also look at Tim's SOFT eyes when she does. It's the most emotion we see in these interviews. Hoping against hope she meant everything she said. Director then ruins it with his follow up about the babies names LMFAO WHAT?! When did they have this convo? Was it before or after the confessions? I need to know.

My guess is before? Maybe it's what led to them having that talk? Idk but their in-sync refusal to stay had me dying. 'Why do we keep agreeing to do these?' I'm cackling. They are flying out of there so fast. Lucy all but squeaking out in panic 'Excuse Me?!' Too funny. Also they aren't going to have that convo on camera. Took us all season to get to this point and they had to be drugged to get there hahaha Wasn't what I was expecting but hasn't been all season in a good way. One of their themes. Now I did wonder if this was going to prompt a talk for them so I was somewhat right on that guess. heh

Next week looks GOOOOD. I called Seth crawling his way back in. Idk HOW he did but I knew if anyone could it would be him. Tim and Lucy look like they're all but vibrating with rage with his return. Feral Tim reporting for duty. Gimme all that.

Nolan sure tries to come off scary and somewhat fails. But he's sure going to give it best. I will give him that. Gonna have his hands full. If they wanted him to wash out and shit his pants immediately should've gone with TIm. But that is a conflict of interest because of Lucy and being involved in his firing. Also not fair to Miles and his training.

I loved what Tim said about Seth finding another way of washing out again. I mean the weather service thing never came to light from Wildfire. I could see that coming back to bite him in the ass. It was far more than just the "cancer" that could've fired him. Shall see how it goes down. Thank you to the wonderful people who like, comment ( these are my fav not gonna lie haha)and reblog these. You make doing this so joyful. Shall see you all in 7x16 :)

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Side Notes-Non Chenford

Bummed because I usually like the Documentary ones. Also they have been killing it with the ensemble side of it all year and this one just didn't land for me. Other than Chenford was probably my least fav of the season. Never got going IMO and felt off and disjointed. Also Rodge made an appearance and he is not my fav lol Miles could've easily replaced his scenes but that's just me.

Appreciate another s2 callback with her but It felt like a missed opportunity. Like her and Henry broke up. That's sad why no explanation of any kind? Were they too young? Clashing wants in life? When did this happen? Was hoping that ending scene with John would've given us a little clarity but no. Felt very lack luster in what it could've been. They're always cooky but have a good tie in and they had tie ins but idk just fell flat for me. But onto the next tis but a small blip in the season.

[lokisprettygirl]

Come As You Are (Eric Draven! Bill Skarsgard's Version x Female Reader) (18+) (Slight Au)

Read chapter 8 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 9

Summary : Calm before the storm is always soothing isn't it?

Warning: 18+, Smutty smut, more smut, dirty sexual thoughts, cum play, Description of self harm, dry humping, Eric is a past drug addict with suicidal tendencies, self harm, use of cuss words, description of claustrophobia, reader is in her early thirties, mention of sexual assault, death and murder, Consumption of alcohol and weed, periods

Note: Enjoy the fluff and smut in this.

Eric hated it when you just didn't tell him wherever you were going or what plans you were making after work with Dina or Cheryl. He sounded like a controlling jerk, his past wasn't an excuse to act this way but he didn't like not knowing where you were if you weren't at home or at the diner. He just wanted you to go to work and come back on time, if not all he needed was for you to tell him where you were going but sometimes he felt that you did things on purpose just to piss him off.

As he came back today he didn't find you in your apartment, you had given him the spare key so he used it to get in yours instead of his own, he practically lived in your place now, he had even replaced his bed with yours, as much as he enjoyed your body squished into him, he really needed both of you to sleep well at nights.

He grabbed his phone and dialled your number, when you picked up he could hear the loud music blazing in the background and he couldn't hear your voice clearly which made him tense up but after a few seconds the music had faded,

“Baby you're home early today aren't you?” You said to him so he sighed.

“Early or not, I have asked you to inform me wherever you're going, right?” he asked you sternly so you bit on your lower lip. You didn't know why but you found it so hot when he went all 'Daddy' on you like this.

“Yeah I'm at this club next to the diner.. Dina was bummed about something and needed a drink and i figured I'd be back before you know it” you answered shamelessly knowing it would piss him off further.

“So you're getting drunk and didn't think I'd like to know your whereabouts?” you squeezed your eyes as he said that even though you had anticipated it.

“I'm not drunk, I had one drink.. you know I don't like being drunk anymore..I'll be back soon okay? Infact we will take off now” He sighed as you said that, he didn't want to argue with you, he had missed you all day and all he wanted was for you to come back and hold him.

“I'll come get you darling” he answered but you interrupted him.

“What happened to keeping this a secret?” you asked

“I'll have a disguise or something”

He could hear you chuckling as he said that.

“You stay put and you wait for me okay? Be the one to wait today, I do that everyday” you said softly so he grumbled but gave in.

About half an hour later when you came back home you found his tall shirtless frame in the kitchen snacking onto a box of fruit loops. He was a giant big baby.

You were indeed slightly tipsy so you giggled at the sight before you walked towards him and wrapped your arms around his lower back to hug him from behind. He was so tall, without your heels you barely reached the middle of his back.

“What am I gonna do with you y/n?” he sighed as he turned around and cupped your cheeks to make you look up at him.

“You can do plenty but we both know how much you hate to cause me discomfort” his cute nose flared as you sassed with him.

“This is not funny”

“I know, i should have texted you I'm sorry, I just thought I'd get home before you do”

“It doesn't matter, i need to know anyways, it's important for me” you held his cheeks as his voice softened. He was afraid but you didn't like him being so worried about you.

“Okay..baby..I'm sorry..i really am”

“You can't just say sorry when you do things on purpose, I warned you the last time” you nodded as he said that.

“Are you starting to realise I'm not a good girl?” his mouth curved into a side smile as you said that.

“That's the problem..you're the best, but you love pissing me off”

“No I don't. I just don't want you so worried about me all the time, I'll always come back to you” he let out a defeated sigh, you didn't understand the horrors that existed in his world.

“You don't know what it's like darling -”

“I know..but I do know that I'm not going anywhere where you can't find me”

But you can, he thought, if you die he won't be able to bring you back, he had no soul to trade any longer, he gave it up for her.

“Hey..come on now, I need my cuddles” you said as you dragged him into the bedroom so he grumbled in a fake annoyance as if he wasn't thinking about falling back into the bed with you the moment he woke up this morning.

“I want to apologise” you said as you straddled him on the bed.

Been four weeks now and he was still restraining himself from fucking you.

He looked at you, the crimson dress you had on was so tight and short he hadn't even noticed it before because he was stressed and pissed.

“You should apologise for putting on this daddy please fuck me dress and then going out without me”

Keep talking.

“Well secrecy was not my idea..you could have been there grinding against me” He smiled as you said that but he couldn't risk it again, not with you, if they weren't frolicking around so freely when Melody was on the run from Roeg perhaps he could have protected her better.

As you leaned over him he grabbed your waist and pressed his head up to kiss you before he flipped you underneath him, his mouth didn't leave yours for a second.

“When will you fuck me?” you asked him between the kisses so he pulled away to look at you.

“Not tonight”

What a disappointment.

“You treat me like a girl i feel like I'm in my early twenties” you said as you caressed his cheek so he gave you a mischievous smile.

“Do you like it?”

“Yeah I do..i hate being in my thirties”

His brows furrowed as you said that.

“Why is that?”

“You know how it is.. and I'm dreading going home next week”

Yeah!! He didn't want to think about that at all. When you told him last week about some cousin's wedding in Ohio that you had to attend, he didn't know how to react, being away from you for five days didn't feel right to him. How was he supposed to protect you from that distance?

“Don't go then? Don't need to be around such negativity”

You hummed as he said that, you had told him about your family, your workaholic absent dad and your narcissist mother and her over critical thoughts about your personal life and career choices, or the lack of it.

“I have to..i promised Sheena I'd be there, I'm one of the bridesmaids you know?” you said to him so he smiled

“Yeah? My little bridesmaid” he kissed your forehead as he spoke.

“I wish you could come with me” you mumbled softly so he stared at you

“You can't take me home sweetheart..I'm not the type of guy you should be taking to your parents especially when I'm the first one” he mumbled softly.

“But you're the guy ..you're my guy”

“It's because you're so stupid to choose me instead of a decent man”

“I can say the same to you?” he chuckled as you said that.

“How could you possibly say the same to me?” he challenged you. You were an angel as compared to him.

“You could pull an absolute baddie for a girlfriend and here you are stuck with a thirty two years old waitress”

His jaw clenched as you said that, he failed the challenge apparently, he had the tendency to forget how cruel you could be to yourself. “Doesn't it feel nice when I turn it around huh?”

“You're lucky I find you cute sweetheart when you're being so sassy”

“No..but seriously though, can't you just come with me? You don't have to meet my family..just be around somewhere I can go see you when I want to pull the hair out of my scalp after being around my family”

Why didn't he think of that?

“Mmm well..thats not a bad idea ..we can do that”

“Yeah? Can we take the train? Book a cabin..just the two of us for 7 hours and we can pretend to not know each other all you want” he chuckled as you said that, you had already thought about it.

“You have weird fantasies”

“Mmmhm all of them involves you”

“Yeah they do .. you obsessed little freak” you bit on your lips at his words, they weren't a lie if nothing. You were so obsessed with him.

“Mmm let me suck your cock” his heart skipped a beat at the sudden change in conversation.

“Fuck y/n..you have never been gagged in your life have you?”

“Please let me suck on your pretty cock..I'll do anything you want after that” you pleaded with him with that familiar look in your eyes that he couldn't resist.

As if you sucking his cock wasn't everything he'd ever need in life.

How could he deny you this when you asked so sweetly, he laid down on the bed but you asked him to get up and sit at the edge of the bed with his long legs wide open so you could sit between them. You just loved it, the sight of his naked body turned you on in ways you couldn't begin to describe.

His fists clenched onto the edge of the mattress as you slipped him into your mouth without wasting a second further, but then you took him out and used your hand just so you could stare at his beautiful face, the way he opened his mouth and tried to stifle his moans was your favorite sight.

“If I had your talent..I'd draw you like this..you look absolutely divine” he let out a chuckle as you said that. Not the word he'd ever associate with himself.

All the pent up sexual frustration you have had over the years came out in his presence, you felt like the filthiest whore for him, willing to do whatever he wanted. He never really asked for much though but you knew you'd go to your limits to please him sexually or in any which ways he wanted.

Hell you'd let him spit on the floor and lick it if he'd ask you to.

If he could hear the thoughts running through your head right now he probably would not treat you so delicately as if you were a flower.

He clutched his fingers into your scalp and tugged on your hair as you bobbed your head back and forth, he had never had this before, never had a woman sucking onto him as if she absolutely needed it. Not even Melody, they had sex a lot, but oral wasn't something they did very often, giving or receiving, so it was something special he had just with you.

You had sucked him off five times now since that night he had that nightmare and each time he tried his best to hold on, give you time to enjoy suckling on his flesh as much as you wanted to but you always made him lose it so quickly. Fucking powers didn't really work against that talented mouth of yours...

God he loved you so much.

He cupped your cheeks and craned your head up before he leaned down to kiss you softly, you couldn't help but smile at the gesture.

“Carry on” he whispered softly as he straightened himself up, the immaculate posture of his made him look so giant as compared to you.

“You know in the club..i have been thinking about you.. missing you” you said as you jerked him off slowly so he looked at you with his glassy heavy eyelids. “People making out around me and all i could think about was coming home to the most gorgeous man i have ever seen and doing exactly this to him”

He let out a groan as you said that, the thought of you thinking about sucking his cock even when you were amidst people was a tantalizing one.

“I underestimate you sweetheart” he said, his voice just a breathy whisper.

“It's because I'm a Virgin”

Well yeah.

He expected more innocence but then you were a grown woman and not some teenage girl.

“Mmmhm”

“Virgins have the most overactive imagination”

“Fuckk..i know that now” he moaned as you continued your ministrations on his cock.

“Good..so cum on my face”

That was all the encouragement he needed to tip him off the edge, he watched as his cum splattered on your face, you had your eyes closed, mouth open, not wanting to waste a drop of his cum.

He slumped down on the bed as his whole body felt so weak.

After a moment you crawled up on him so he stared at your beautiful cum soaked face. He then wrapped his fingers around your neck and kissed you before he laid you down on the bed underneath him.

“Stay here like this” he said as looked at you carefully before he got off the bed, leaving you confused.

“What?” You asked but he didn't answer you. You heard your main door slamming once and then again after a minute as he returned with his drawing pad and pencil, he pulled a chair out in front of you and sat down. You propped yourself on your elbows to stare at him and his mouth curved into a smile as if he was hit with a sudden burst of inspiration.

“Perfect..so beautiful. Stay just like that, don't move” he said to you as he began to sketch you.

He was drawing you like one of his french girls. You were having your very own Rose moment but the x rated version of it. His cum had dried on your face by the time he was done with his little project.

Once he was satisfied he got up, kept the drawing aside and picked you up swiftly to take you to the bathroom, so he could clean you up

“You're so filthy” he said as he ran a washcloth under the cold water and began to wipe your face.

“Says the man who let me marinate in his cum for half n hour”

He chuckled as you said that,

“You say the dirtiest thing sweetheart, have you always been like this or i bring out the freak in you?” he whispered as he pulled you closer to kiss you.

His naked body was distracting you again, you couldn't help it, he was so tall and muscular, add that pretty face to the mix he was pure perfection, that's what had attracted you to him at first but knowing him now it was everything else that made you fall in love with him, he had been so hurt in his life, he had loved and lost, he had suffered.

All you wanted was to take care of him and never let him get hurt again, especially not emotionally. You wanted to kiss all the scars on his beautiful skin and tell him how strong, how perseverant he was and how proud you were to have him as yours.

A week later you were doing the final packing for your cousin's wedding, the train was supposed to leave in five hours, he was just watching you do the work while he laid on the bed, he wasn't a fan of packing so he wanted you to do it for him.

Six months ago you couldn't have imagined any of this happening to you but dreams do come true, you still didn't know what he actually did or how he made money, a part of you had stopped caring if you were being honest to yourself.

Next morning when he woke up he turned you on your back and just stared at you before he placed his head between the crook of your neck and began to kiss your soft skin until he had your arms wrapped around him. Thanking the God for showing him some mercy afterall.

Perhaps you were the fruition of his good karma.

“Eric..where will you live baby?”

You asked him so he sighed.

“Whereever is close to your place” he said nonchalantly so you hummed in response.

“You know you don't have to come if you don't feel like it..I'll be fine..it's just five days” you said as you crawled into the bed, it's not that you didn't want him to come but you didn't want him to feel forced to do it.

“I know you'd be fine..you're a big girl” he said as he cupped your cheeks and kissed you “I on the other hand..won't be fine without you, just the thought of coming back to this empty apartment makes me..sick”

It really did, he knew this is what would happen if he allowed himself to get so close to you, the moment he saw you he knew you'd become so important to him, that's one of the million reasons why he was afraid in the beginning and wanted to push you away.

Your eyes teared up as he said that, his voice was so soft and gentle.

“Then you better shower and get ready”

He wanted to take different cabs to the station so you're not seen together but you didn't question his methods anymore.

You fidgeted with your fingers as the train was about to depart and he still hadn't joined your cabin, but the moment you were going to call him you watched him enter with his small luggage.

He sat down in front of you so you glared at him.

“You'd have missed it” you said to him so he perked up his brows.

“Excuse me?” Do I know you?” He asked you, the stupid smirk apparent on his face making you roll your eyes.

As it got dark you threw the caution out of the window and joined his berth, snuggling into him for the rest of the night.

Unfortunately 7 hours weren't that long when you wanted them to be. You had already given him the address to your parents' house as well the venue where the wedding and reception was being held.

“You call me when you get to the hotel okay?” You said to him as you fixed his clothes before you two would step out of the cabin “I'll miss you” you mumbled softly so he smiled

“I'm right here” he kissed you before he wrapped his arms around you to hug you.

For the next two days you didn't really get to see him, you were catching up with your cousins but you did send him pictures whenever you found yourself to be pretty. And today you looked really lovely in your bridesmaids dress. Sheena had a good taste, it was a peach coloured full length bodycon dress with cute straps, Eric made you workout with him these days and damn your shoulders were starting to look really good.

You had your picture taken by a cousin of yours before so you sent it to him and instead of receiving a text back he called you instead so you picked it up with a smile.

“Hey beautiful” your face flushed as you heard his soft voice

“God i wish you were here” you said to him so he sighed. He wished that too, he really needed you in his bed with that dress of yours bunched up around your waist as he'd eat you out. He was going to respond but then there was an interruption.

“You look like such a woman now” you heard your mom's voice as she entered your room so you put the phone away from your ears.

“As opposed to what exactly?” you asked her, knowing very well nothing good will come out of her mouth.

“You're getting fat and out of shape, you're thirty two but I look better than you, I was younger than you and had you already and I still maintained. You have no stress in life and yet you're losing yourself, what man would want to marry you like this?” She said as she looked at you up and down, your eyes became teary at her harsh tone. You were used to it now, her criticisms but it still hurt because you felt good for once and that didn't happen very often, her cruel words had managed to make you feel insecure again.

You wanted to scream in her face that you already had a handsome man in your life who didn't really care how you looked.

As she left you placed the phone back to your ears and composed your voice to not give away your hurt.

“Baby I gotta go..I'll talk to you tonight okay?” You said softly, hoping he hadn't heard her.

“Darling -”

“I really need to go..I'll message you”

His jaw clenched as you hung up, he hadn't even met your mother yet and he already wanted to strangle her. How could she be so mean to her own daughter like this? He'd have been surprised but then he knew humans were truly awful when they wanted to be.

'You're so beautiful darling, don't listen to her or anyone else who says otherwise. Come to me after the reception okay? I'll show you how pretty you are'

His message did make you smile and you wanted to ignore what your mom had said but at the wedding the whole family was on your case for one reason or another, but mostly about you being unmarried and childless, you had lied to them that you were a receptionist at this five star hotel in Chicago, god knows what they'd have said if they knew you worked as a waitress in a diner.

As soon as people got more drunk and busy at the reception you got yourself out of those painful heels to put something comforting on and then made your way to the motel Eric had been staying in, you were done socializing with these stupid people.

When he opened the door he looked at your sullen little face so he immediately pulled you in for a hug. That's when you broke down in tears, he felt so nice, so safe, so comforting, so warm and gentle that you just crumbled in his arms the moment his familiar masculine scent engulfed you.

He didn't say anything, he allowed you to let it out before he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you away slightly just so he could look at you. The sight of you crying always hurt him in the deepest corner of his heart and to know that those people who were supposed to be your family made you feel this way filled him with murderous rage.

“Sssh now enough okay?” He mumbled softly as he kissed you, trying to quieten the sobs that won't stop coming.

“Do I look fat?” you asked him so he chuckled.

“What if you do? Does that make you undesirable in any way?” You looked him in the eye as he said that, he wasn't trying to comfort you, he was asking sincerely.

“I don't want you for your body, baby. I want your body because it belongs to you.” His fingers trailed over your curves as he spoke “Don't listen to your mother or any of those assholes in your family” he grabbed your arm and dragged you towards the dresser so he could make you look at yourself in the mirror. He was so tall he was able to place his chin on your head even as he stood behind you.

“Look at her, so pretty isn't she? Even with the tears and messed up makeup” he said as his thumb rubbed over your lips, ruining that lipstick further, you turned your head to look at him and got on your tiptoes to kiss him, arms flung around his neck as his hands pulled you closer, his palms caressing your ass.

“The moment you sent me that picture in this dress I was so fucking hard for you sweetheart, so fucking proud to know you're all mine”

He quickly lifted you up and walked towards the bed to lay you down before he took his shirt off as he got on top of you, then he grabbed both of your wrists with one hand and placed them over your head as he leaned down to kiss you.

“You have no idea what it does to me..the fact that you won't let anyone touch you but me” he whispered as he kissed down from your jawline to your sternum, breathing in as he pressed his head between your breasts.

“Baby fuck me please..I need it I want” you let out a whiny plea so he looked at you.

“I'm not going to fuck you in some cheap motel sweetheart” he said that with a smile, he was so frustrating at times, the patience and restraint he showed you was extraordinary.

“Why not? The place doesn't matter to me”

“It does..you deserve better for your first time” you whined as he said that.

“I really wanted to go home smelling like you tonight”

“I can manage that” he said as he bunched your dress up to your waist and opened your legs wider, placing his head over your soaking heat he took a deep breath, the gesture alone made you tighten your thighs around him.

“So wet-” he stated the obvious so you bit on your lips.

“I have been thinking about you all day baby”

“So have i..” his fingers hooked around the waistband of your panties and he pulled them down, his eyes darkened with immense lust as he looked at your completely waxed cunt, without wasting a second further he dived in, his mouth sucking on your clit and tongue lapping up at the wetness.

“I wonder what they'd say..your family..if they knew where you are right now” he murmured between his nipping and sucking.

“Mmmm nothing good” you answered as you caressed his scalp.

“I know.. didn't have a man for thirty two years and now you're letting yourself get defiled like a whore in this cheap motel by a criminal like me”

Fuckkkk you wanted to cum.

“Eric ..don't say that baby, you're not a criminal”

You said but his words had made you buck your hips into his face. Truth to be told you didn't care as long as he wasn't hurting innocent people.

“It's true..you know I'm not a good man”

“That's the problem, you're the best” you threw his own words back into his face so he smiled..

He brought his hand up and rubbed your lips before he tried to push his middle finger inside.

“Relax baby..let me loosen you up slowly, wouldn't want you to split in half on my cock”

Oh but you wanted it so badly. You wanted to feel the pain, you needed him to make it hurt if it meant he'd be inside you.

You relaxed your walls as he said that, he groaned as he barely managed to shove his finger in. He kept looking at your face to see if you felt okay and you just seemed blissed out of your mind.

“So fucking tight” he groaned as he slowly pumped them in and out, his thumb stimulated your clit simultaneously. It didn't take much for him to make you come undone, all your senses were fogged with his touch, with his smell, with his voice, you felt overwhelmed but in all the good ways.

He stared at you as you rode your high, his fingers didn't stop moving though, not until he had you completely relaxed into the mattress, your body limp with exhaustion from the orgasm.

Usually he didn't ask for anything in return, he wasn't going to ask today either but he needed a release, his cock ached painfully and he needed to cum screaming your name before he'd lose all control.

You watched as he pulled his cock out of his pants, his fingers then ran over your wetness and he used it as a lube to aid his movements.

As much as you wanted to put him in your mouth, he just needed you to watch so you obliged, you were his good girl afterall.

He stared at your wet cunt as he pumped his cock at a faster pace, you looked so dishevelled but this was becoming a favorite sight of his in this wretched world. He had something so pure, so precious right here in you.

“Show me your pretty tits baby” he said firmly, his voice dominant, he wasn't asking you, it was a command so you got up and unzipped your dress before you laid back down and lowered the straps as slowly as possible to tease him..

His breathing came out in shuddering waves as you exposed yourself to him slowly. You had no idea how perfect you were to him in all your gloriousness.

He placed his other hand over your bosom, cupping them both in one grip as he gave them a light squeeze before he placed his hand on your throat and began to thrust in his own fist..

The image was pornographic at best, you couldn't even believe at times you had a man on top of you who looked like that. You placed your hands on his wrist that was on your throat, wanting to lick up the sweat that dripped down from the dip of his neck to his sternum. You grabbed his thumb and sucked it in your mouth, that's when he came with the loud grunt of your name.

You felt his warm cum dribbling down over you, he made sure to cover every inch of that smooth little cunt with his hot release.

“God I love you” he whispered as he leaned down to kiss the breath out of you.

You were definitely going home smelling like him.

After he took care of you and cleaned you up like the decent boy he was, he pulled up your underwear and then he fixed your dress to cuddle you.

“Do you have to go?” He asked you so you sighed.

“No..not really but my parents want us to have a chat ..I'm late already I think” you had been hearing your phone buzz for a while now but you didn't care.

“Why? So they could criticize you some more?” His jaw clenched as he spoke, he hated how they treated you and he wished he was able to stick up for you but he felt helpless.

“It's okay..just two more days then we can go back in our own bubble” you said softly as you cupped his cheeks to kiss him.

That's what he wanted to do, he really loved that bubble you two lived in but two days later when you both returned he saw Melody outside of the building, waiting to speak with him, her eyes held the same fear he had seen in those days when they were on the run from Vincent Roeg.

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Counter-offer: You tell us what you think each JQ character's wildest or weirdest kink is. 😉

Bless you for feeding into my rabidness 😈

Gonna do one for every JQ character I have watched (I know Johnny hasn’t really been revealed yet but I am a life long Johnny Storm fangirl so I’m projecting lmao)

Putting it under the cut because I may have gotten carried away

Eddie (if you’ve read my work this will come as no surprise) has a massive breeding kink. Just the thought of everyone knowing you let the freak knock you up drives him wild. He wants to fill you up and watch your belly grow to stake his claim. You let him put his dick in you and he’s gonna make damn sure that the world knows it.

Geta loves to degrade you but in the filthiest ways. It’s always how you’re such a dirty slut for him and how you’re just a hole for him to use whenever and wherever he wants. How you’ll do any and all depraved acts that he commands you to, not just because he’s your emperor, but because you are such a desperate whore

Eric is the subbiest of subs and needs constant praise. The man will get a hard on if you tell him that you like the choice of radio station he put on. The most mundane things, doesn’t matter. You think he did well? He was a good boy? Did a good job? He’s putty in your hands and practically sobbing already

Johnny loves to put on a good show. The idea of people seeing him fucking you drives him insane. He’s in the public eye so it isn’t hard for him to come up with ways to publicly claim you. Whether it’s fucking up against the windows in the Baxter Building (yeah, it’s a tall building but someone has to be looking up, right?) or parading you around town with your skin marked up or excessive groping so everyone can see how he and only he is allowed to touch you

Ralph has a mommy kink. Absolutely calls you “mommy” when you’re making him feel so fucking good. He’s embarrassed by it at first but he stops caring and eventually pleads for his mommy to take care of him and make him feel good.

Michael has such a corruption kink. It doesn’t matter if you’re an angelic school girl or already have rough edges to you—Michael is going to make you worse. Michael is going to do things to you that make you blush just by hearing about them. The way he can make you squirm and feel filthy has him almost coming just by thinking about it.

Tom always has to fuck you in front of a mirror. He needs you to see yourself being utterly used by him. It’s an obsession to see how he looks pounding into you at different angles.

Paul is obsessed with breath play. So much of his shitty life is out of his control, but with you? You breathe when he says you can. He loves to choke you and watch your eyes glass over from lack of air. Then he decides when to loosen his grip and let you breathe again.

Enjolras has the unfortunate affliction of insomnia, which has led to his somnophilia. He sees you laying there, so still and calm; your chest lightly rising and falling as you sleep and Enjolras can’t help but touch you. You’re so responsive even in your sleep that it becomes Enjolras’s favorite playtime.

Koner wants to be humiliated. He’s got this big important job as a guard and likes to act all tough, but when you get in bed with him at the end of the day he just wants to hear what a fucking loser he is and how he’s pathetic. He wants you to threaten to tell all your friends how he’s a worthless piece of shit.

Arthur loves to have his senses deprived. Blindfold? Fuck yes. Handcuffs? Hell yeah. Definitely some bondage usage as well, but it’s mostly the just blindly (pun intended) trusting the person he’s with by cutting off one or more senses completely.

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The Prom Committee (pt 1)

Ethan Morales x fem!reader

based on this request:

"how about one where y/n runs an after school club so Ethan keeps getting detention on purpose to see her because he thinks “clubs are for dorks” to quote Paxton and so his reputation as the bad boy isn’t ruined"

Warnings: swearing, banter, the word boobs

AN: decided to make it a 2 parter cause it was getting long while I was writing it and wanted to give Ethan more depth of character than the actually show so part 2 coming tmrw probs!

When his assignment was handed back by Señora Diaz upside down, Ethan wasn't surprised by the big F glaring back at him in red ink when he turned the page over.

“Stupid bitch” he muttered under his breath.

“In Español, Ethan” Señora Diaz paused on her way back to the blackboard, unsure of what he said but certain that it wasn't in Spanish.

“Sorry" he retorted and she continued her route back to the front of the classroom.

"perra estúpida”

“ethan!”

That’s how Ethan ended up in detention for the umpteenth time in his academic career, tapping his pen on the desk in the nearly empty classroom with Mr. Shapiro's happy go-lucky self staring back at him.

"Well, happy to have you here Ethan!" Mr. Shapiro greets picking up a clipboard from his desk. "Not happy to be here" Ethan deadpanned. "Sorry to hear that. Not sure how you managed to get detention during the first week of school, but hey I think that might be a new Sherman Oaks record! Congrats buddy!" Mr. Shapiro cheers before realizing the younger boy is not the slightest bit amused. "Alright, tough crowd."

"Moving right along then," Mr. Shapiro clicks a pen in his hand "time to take roll!" which causes Ethan to look around the empty classroom.

"...I'm literally the only one here"

"I know, I just love checking things off lists," Mr. Shapiro clears his throats " so do I have a Morales comma Ethan?"

"seriously dude?"

"Second call for Ethan Morales"

"you're gonna keep going til I say here, aren't you?"

"You betcha!"

"Here."

"Awesome!" Mr. Shapiro marks a giant check by the one name on his attendance sheet. "god I love doing that- Alright so unfortunately I've gotta skidaddle to help out with the faculty potluck but lucky for you sir we're implementing more of a reformative detention style this year!"

"What the hell does that mean" Ethan asked.

"It means, that instead of sitting here for the next few hours, you my friend, get to offer your help to one of the after school clubs or committees that are a bit low on helping hands" Shapiro responds with finger guns. "so guess who's today's newest member of the prom committee!"

"yea, no. I'm not joining some stupid after school club. clubs are for dorks, losers, and ugly people" Ethan responds grabbing his backpack out of the chair next to him to get up and leave.

"well actually it's a committee"

"even worse"

"Alrighty well I can see what the other options-" is all Mr Shapiro gets out before he is interrupted by your voice from the doorway.

"Oh- hey! Mr. Shapiro, did you find anyone to help with the prom posters? Eric said he'd help me out but then canceled cause he said he had to train with the assistant swim coach to quote make Michael Phelps my bitch end quote. Whatever that means, so I'm kinda flying solo here" You say, drawing Ethan's attention towards you as well.

hot damn. okay maybe after school activities are not only for ugly people. He thinks you might be the prettiest girl he's ever seen and definitely takes a mental note of your outfit that's hugging you in all the right places. He quickly realizes that he doesn't know your name and has no idea how he's never been informed of your existence prior to this moment. He's snapped back to reality by Mr. Shapiro responding to your question. "Ah- I'm sorry but Ethan is-"

"super excited to help decorate for prom" Ethan finds himself blurting out before Mr. Shapiro could finish his sentence.

"Oh- well that's great! Uh Ethan just report back by 6 so I can log your hours! I'm gonna get going, you kids have fun decorating. Go crickets!" Mr. Shapiro says, making his exit as you watch him almost skip down the hall.

"Sup, I'm Ethan" Your attention is brought back to the brown eyed curly haired boy who's suddenly standing in front of you (how the hell did he cross the room that fast, you wonder) with an outstretched hand. He never really shakes hands, he just wanted an excuse to touch you. He's cute, you note mentally. You accept the offer and shake his hand. "and you are?" he continues.

"I'm-" you pause noticing those not so innocent brown eyes are directed elsewhere, "acutely aware of the fact that you're staring at my boobs".

Ethan thinks his brain might've just short circuited cause he was definitely just caught red handed. He'd recently grown a lot more confident with girls since his summer growth spurt and subsequent glow up had dramatically increased the number of girls interested in him, but there was something about you and how you so deliberately called him out that had definitely thrown him off his game.

"Sorry- I uh- I was actually looking at your shirt. They're- It's nice" he wants to die he thinks.

You chuckle at his sudden change in demeanor. "Hmm. Yea, I know they are" you respond, turning on a heel and heading toward the auditorium.

"You comin or what?"

-

For one person, you had made pretty okay progress in a week. The current task at hand was making posters to get people excited for the theme reveal. The ground was littered with several half finished or barely started posters.

"Can you draw?" You asked Ethan.

"I'm not much of an artist"

"Really? the graffiti on the side of the school says otherwise. Your handwriting definitely sucks though so I'll do that, but the art's good and if you can do it with a spray can, you can definitely do it with some paint and markers" your unsolicited review of his graffiti made him crack a smile. His latest act of defiance had been a giant snake comically eating a cricket accompanied with the words "get fucked" on the side of the school building.

"You can't prove that was me" he challenges.

"Maybe not, but Mr. Shapiro had mentioned that I might have a detention helper today thanks to Señora Diaz and I happened to notice the words 'stupid bitch' spray painted on her car containing the same weird ass t's as the graffiti on the side of the school and here you are, Ethan."

"Damn, you're good" he pauses realizing he can't throw your name back at you because he still doesn't know it.

"Y/n" you say quietly.

"Huh?"

"My name's y/n"

Pretty name for a pretty girl, he thought.

"Alright y/n. I'll draw as long as I don't have to to touch any glitter. that shit's impossible to get off"

"deal"

"and I don't write my t's weird"

"you write your t's like a crazy person"

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Time was pretty much flying by. Together you'd gotten nearly twenty posters done and were slowly finding out more information about each other. You were informed about some of Ethan's tattoos and how he'd actually drawn the designs for all of them himself. Not an artist, my ass, you thought. Ethan learned that he hadn't met you before because you'd previously been homeschooled and had all but begged your parents to be able to go to school with other kids for your senior year until they finally cracked and agreed to enroll you at Sherman Oaks.

"Ah I see, you're a total secret weirdo. That explains your freaky detective skills" he teases.

"I am not a secret weirdo. I just like criminal minds and puzzles"

"You were homeschooled. All homeschooled kids are a little weird"

"That's an unfair stereotype"

"Whatever you say, y/n"

"If anything you're the secret weirdo. or at least an undercover art nerd"

"I'm not an undercover art nerd"

"Yea you are. Something tells me this whole" you gestured largely to him sitting a couple feet away from you, "tortured angsty hot skater boy thing you've got going on is a pretty recent development" you comment absent-mindedly. You looked back up from your poster when he didn't respond to see him sitting there, arms crossed with a smug grin on his face.

"What?" you prodded.

"You totally just called me hot"

You're now very aware that he's a bit closer to you than he was before.

"mm don't think so"

"oh you definitely did"

"did not"

"did too"

"did not" that one came out much less confidently considering his hand had made its way to your face to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. damn, he's good.

"whatever you say, y/n" he almost whispers. have his eyes been that sparkly this whole time? He's leaning in and you're definitely not backing away. You're maybe a centimeter away from his lips until the alarm blaring from your phone, which seemed like much better idea hours ago, sent you flying back from him and scared the shit out of both you.

"shit- I- god that scared me, I uh set an alarm for 6 so you'd remember to check in with Mr. Shapiro cause, ya know, I thought we'd both probably be busy. Um- busy making posters, i mean. Obviously I mean making posters cause we definitely wouldn't be busy doing anything else so-" you ramble.

The smug little smirk has made its way back onto Ethan's face as he is quite enjoying this role reversal from your first interaction of the day.

"shut up" you say to him.

"I didn't even say anything" he responded, hands in the air in surrender.

"I've gotta head home, but thanks for helping out even though you basically had to be here. If you ever find yourself in detention again this semester, feel free to help out. Hopefully the committee is more than just me by then" you say, starting to gather your belongings. Ethan secretly hopes it isn't, he likes the idea of hanging out with just you.

"I probably will find myself in detention again. It's kinda part of this whole tortured angsty hot skater boy thing I've got going on" he says throwing his backpack over his shoulder.

"not what I said" you still attempt to deny.

"sure it wasn't"

"bye ethan"

"bye y/n"

Yea, he'll definitely be finding himself in detention again.

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Read Part 2 here

[abcdefghijk2m6opqrstuv]

Avatar : The way of water x Fem! Reader

Synopsis

Y/n l/n had only watch the movie avatar from the skrin and had admire the scene in the movie. What happened if y/n and her bestfriend Eric got stuck in the avatar world after they being run over by a truck?

For the thousands time the boy with ginger hair sigh as he spoke again, "Y/n . L/n . FOR THE LAST TIME NO "

"UGHH but ericcccccc PLEASE JUST ONCE MORE" you whine holding both of Eric legs into place not letting go. While Eric struggled to push you away but failed.

"Damn girl , for a woman, you definitely got a strong grip." He huff and look at you again,"but I still won't agree with you." You whine louder this time.

"b-but Eric whyyyyy??????" Eric look at you dumbfounded. "Why? Woman you've been watching those movie for days! Plus they don't have the movie up anymore. Let's watch NEW movie y/n." Eric said seriously adding venom in his voice making you shivers and slowly let go of his legs.

You got up and give Eric the dirtiest look making him rolls his eyes. "Oh come on. Let's go the movie I pick is gonna start soon."

Eric took your hands and walk to the street as you sigh loudly. "Why do you like that movie so much anyway? You aren't like this with their first movie." Eric look at you curiously as your eyes shine to tell him.

"Omg , there is so much to talk about but I don't know where to start ugh!" You groans as both of you walk across the street. "Yeah ? How so?" Eric put both of his hands behind his head as he walk beside you. "It just too many favourite scene for me and the fact that my favourite characters die!" You said feeling frustrated making you lose focus on your walk eventually fall on your knees. Eric look at you dumbfounded and laugh. "Damn you're stupid."

Eric said wiping his tears as he laugh making you rolls your eyes. "Can't you at least help me up beside laughing at me?"

"Hmm let me think.. nope." Eric said still laughing and failed to hear the warning of people said to get of the road. You scoff at Eric as you pull him so he stumbled and fall on the road too.

"Ha! Stupid!" You said laughing out loud "woman wha-" Eric was about to protest until a sudden honk heard and a truck comes towards both of you. Everything went black.

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You groans as you slowly opens your eyes. You heard sounds of bird chirping as you look around in awe. You find yourself in a big greeny forest making slowly stood up.

Then you saw a big bird flying away making you gasp a little.

"Woah.."

You startled when you heard another groan from behind you. You turn around quickly only to find a big blue thing?

'Wait a second! That's look like an avatar!!' You thought as you decides to approach the tall blue man

"E-excuse me mr blue man?" Y/n said as she goes closer to the man.

"Ow.. the hell y/n.." Y/n widens her eyes as she recognised the voice. She quickly yells and held her hands on he mouth.

"ERIC?!" Y/n yells but then she noticed her blue hands making her scream a second time. "AAHHHHHHHHHH WH- HOW-?!??!??!"

Y/n ran around in horror as eric trying to register what's happening then it click him making him jumps from the ground and look at his body.

"THE HELL?! MY HOT BODY IS GONE!!!"

Eric yells as y/n stops running around hearing his statement.

"Dude keep dreaming your original body isn't even that hot."

Y/n scoff makin Eric look at her offended.

"What do you know huh? Many guys has approached me before unlike you. "

Eric said flipping his now braided long hair at y/n. Y/n rolls her eyes as she finally get serious.

"Okay but how did we ended up here..? And looks like we an avatar dude.. this is sick" Y/n inspect her body as she spin around and touching her tails and ears.

Eric on the other hands was thinking deep as he snaps his fingers. "This must be some kind of isekai. You know in anime where they died in their own world then got stuck to another world? Yeah this must be it!" Y/n blinks her eyes repeatedly as she didn't understand a word Eric said.

"Isek- what?" Y/n tilt her head then shook it off. "But whatever, does this mean we are .. dead..?" Eric gave it a thought then sigh. "I guess so.. but still there's maybe something that can help us get back."

Y/n raised her eyebrows in confusion. "How can we go back if we already dead? Become a zombie or something?"

Eric was about to said something but then they both heard an eerie screech in distance. The sound were coming closer to them making both of them froze.

"E-eric.. you heard that right..?" Y/n ask as she looks where the sounds coming. It's getting louder and louder. Y/n didn't hear Eric response making her turn around only to find Eric already ran ahead leaving y/n behind. "DUDE!" Y/n starts running towards Eric too.

"SORRY I WAS MAKING YOU A SACRIFICE!!" Eric yells as he kept running.

"EXCUSE ME?!"

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Author notes..

So I kinda think this chapter is messy and the grammar isn't really English 😭 but.. I hope you enjoy! Please tell me if there's anything I can fix. Any idea is fine. 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

[m4rs-ex3]

so naturally i was up at 1am the other night watching tdp related youtube videos and i figured i'd watch the 2020 comic con panel since it'd been a while and oh my god some of this shit

(also just me talking about how much i love this cast)

"IT IS I, DARK_MAGE_DAD420" i cannot believe that is real

aaravos: "if i want to do a screen call, i must perform a cosmic blood ritual. with a mortar and pestle. AND FLOATING KNIVES" you are fucking kidding me (edit: i realize that pertains to what he did in s2 but still like "cosmic" "ritual" "knives"? cmon)

jason simpson playing the ukulele. that's all.

jack: *talking about how he had a baby in quarantine* eric: i've been doing a lot of gardening... uh i haven't had a baby, but you never know! i mean if it's possible through social distancing aaron: if anybody can make that happen through social distancing it's aaravos you are F U C K I N G KIDDING ME

racquel: some fun things i did- i uhh died my own hair and burned my scalp and i would like to inform you all it's finally healed and we're good to go, i'm ready to do it again! i'm obsessed with the fact that racquel is quite literally claudia irl

the ttm read is awesome. jack came with the Rayla Voice fucking PREPARED oh my god

i don't think i've ever actually talked about the dnd sketch but it is one of my favorite things in the entire world

rayllum in this sketch is amazing particularly callum he is SO down bad like "my character is a mysterious elf assassin with two beautiful blades to match my two beautiful eyes~~ ✨" like hello that's canon idc if it's a sketch that is canon

"my character cannot help but look at her. he locks eyes with rayla's mage" "....there will be time for roleplaying later" HELLO THATS GOLD

viren in this skit is genuinely one of the funniest things i've ever seen. i cannot emphasize enough this is comedy

necromancer ezran. i think about him daily.

s: "i start swinging my sword at, uhh, idk, rayla's mage" r: "WAIT WHAT" c: "uh wait wait i take it back MY SWORDS GLEAM INTO THE LIGHT AS I LEAP TO THE DEFENCE OF THE BEAUTIFUL MAGE!" s: "hey no takebacks!" sibling ass fight i love them

"LIKE WHAT DO YOU ACTUALLY DO?"

i rolled a 1 😐

i loot their corpses for blood >:D

"do elves have four toes?" "i always assumed that they would have 6 so they could learn how to count to 20" paula my love

someone get sasha some hamantaschen

i don't need arc 3 actually i just need the beta script including as many guns n roses references as possible

racquel: ok call me crazy, call me crazy... jesse: you're crazy, racquel racquel: THANK YOU FINALLY they are literally just them

"I WILL NOT BE POSTING A SINGLE THING ABOUT ICE, FOR I AM JULIA" (okay but.... venous frigoris anyone?)

paula: ugh, no one likes soren jesse: well no one likes rayla racquel: you two should fight 😈

long hard sigh

bonus: jason: literally no one likes viren so let's move on

"how old is bait?" "sasha, how old do you think bait is?" "3."

"is-is a glow toad kinda like a toad?" "................kind of"

i fucking love sasha have i ever mentioned that i fucking love sasha

"i think that he's 56." "either 3 or 56 only, apparently"

the saga announcement is great i love how everyone's is so excited they don't even know all of their characters are about to be destroyed physically and emotionally

the way aaron says it so fucking funny "is there gonna be a season 4?" "uh so i think it's really important to emphasize: yes-"

"i too want to cry" "just cry, just-" "IT'S A PANDEMIC. NO TEARS. THERE'S NO CRYING IN A PANDEMIC." "...where is this rule coming from?"

and finally there were a handful of moments that i could not do justice by transcribing in a post so here is a masterfully edited compilation i made

[justwhisperingfantasies]

The One That Got Away -5-

Characters: Reader. - Jensen Ackles - Eric Kripke - Karl Urban - Antony Starr - Jack Quaid - Erin Moriarty - Karen Fukuhara - Chace Crawford - Tomer Capone - Seth Rogen -Lily [o.c] - Brett [o.c] - Frank [o.c] Summary: Jensen comes to Toronto to read over his contract with his lawyer and tries to make you realize your marrying the wrong guy. Finding out how far the limits can be pushed before something breaks. Warnings: Language. Drinking. Angst. The Boys Spoilers. My Master List Series Master List Tag List Hope y'all enjoy 🩵

October 2007.

“Ya know Ackles.” Jensen turned his head towards Jared but couldn’t take his eyes off her. “You won’t have to say anything if you keep staring like that.” He teased.

“Can’t help it.”

Jared shook his head. “So, what are you gonna say?”

“I really don’t know yet, but it’s happening this time.”

Her eyes went wide as they met Jensen’s, mouthing the words “help me.” she nodded to his uncle Larry. He was probably talking her ear off about something she didn’t care about.

He shook his head slowly as his lips twisted into a smirk.

She peered at him with her lips pressed tight. But then, her expression softened, and a smile broke out as Uncle Larry glanced back at her. The moment he turned away, though, her face went back to threatening, Jensen couldn’t help but laugh.

Pleading she stuck out her bottom lip.

‘Damnit you win ‘he thought

 “y/n!” Jensen yelled across the yard. She smiled and winked at him. “Come here!” She said a few words to Larry and began making her way over. As she got closer, Jensen popped the cap off a beer and passed it to her.

“Thank you. I owe you one.” She took a drink.

“I’m pretty sure you still owe me from the last cook out.”

“Sorry Ross, they expire if not used in 30 days.”

“Um, who made those rules?”

“Me.” She flashed him a smile.

“Hey if we are still going to the lake, let’s go.” Jared exclaimed looking at his watch “I wanna get a good spot.”

“No! They need to start Hoyte. I’m telling you Jensen he is going to be big.”  She argued as they spread out the blanket

“I don’t know….” He playfully taunted.

“Change the subject before she hits you Ackles.” Jared laughed. grabbing 2 of the blankets from the pile.

“She won’t hit me, she loves me.” He smirked at her.

“Keep bad mouthing my boys and we’ll just see about that.” She threatened him, making him laugh. “And you!” She pointed at Jared. “I can’t believe you Padalecki, bailing on your friends for a girl. Whatever happened to bros before hoes?”

The boys laughed. “Well, bro. Sex is always an exception to that rule.” Jensen explained making her roll her eyes.

“Come on Jared. It’s getting dark, it’s going to start soon.” Sandra whined

“I’ll see you two later.” Jared waggled his brows and walked away.

Jensen’s phone dinged as he sat down next to y/n on the blanket.

Jared: DO NOT CHICKEN OUT THIS TIME ACKLES!!

 A light chuckle escaped his lips after reading the message.

“What’s so funny over there?” She asked him

He cleared his throat, “Uh, nothin’ Jared being stupid.”

He took a deep breath stealing a whiff of her sweet perfume as she leaned in front of him, her arms stretching for the cooler. Her brows furrowed looking back at him.

“What? You smell good.” he confessed.

She chuckled. “Well, thanks.” She said sitting back up beside him.

“Look, I gotta tell you something.”

She stopped mid drink. “What did you do?”

“Why do you just assume I did something?”

“Because you’re you” she giggled.

“that’s just rude.”

“So, what’s up, Ross?”

“I um.” Her eyes flicked to the screen as the movie started to play, he needed to get this out. “Fuck it. “He turned his hat backwards and leaned in. He felt her breath hitch as his lips pressed against hers.

“Jensen are you sure about this?”

“Sweetheart, I’ve never been this sure about anything in my life.”

She smiled and slid her hand onto the back of his neck, pulling his lips back to hers.

He would always remember that night, the night when she finally became his.

Jensen

He blinked back the tears as his dream from his memories faded. He reached for his phone; through squinted eyes he looked at the time 7:43am. He knew she would be awake, his finger loomed over her name. ‘Fuck it’

It rang twice. “Hey, its y/n leave me a message and I’ll get back to ya.”

“Motherfucker.”

He called again.

“Jensen, Everything ok?”

He cleared his throat surprised she answered “Uh, yea.”

“You need something?”

“Do you remember the night we got together?”

“Jensen…”

“Hear me out.” he insisted

She sighed. “Ok...”

“Do you remember what movie was playing?”

“Did you really call me this early to ask me what movie we watched the night we got together?”

“Don’t act like you weren’t already awake.”

She chuckled. “Do you remember the movie?”

“I do.”

“I don’t believe you.”

He chuckled. “It was PS I love you.”

“I know. What about it?”

“I just wanted to see if you remembered.”

“I also remember your corny ass writing PS I love you on every note you left me in your trailer for a month after that.”

“Um, not corny, romantic”

She laughed.

“Ok maybe a little corny, but it was cute right?”

“Yes, Jensen it was cute.”

He stayed silent.

“Are you done reminiscing?” she asked.

“For now. So, what are you doing?”

“I had to take care of a few things. Lily is picking you up today, don’t worry I texted her your Starbucks order.”

“You’re an angel.”

“I don’t know about all that,

“I do.”

He heard a tapping sound

She sighed “Yes, I’ll be right there, calm down.”

“Well, tell Brett I said hi.”

“Probably not the best thing right now.”

“You guys still fighting?”

“Yea.”

“I’m sorry.  I shouldn’t have called.”

“You’re fine.”

“Do you want to get this done or do you want to talk to your boyfriend all day?” he heard Brett sneer.

“Ross, I gotta go. I’ll see you in a little bit k?”

“Ok.” He sighed as he hung up the phone.

Jensen.

“Aw, thanks Lil.” He took the coffee cup from her hand after settling in her passenger seat.

“Well, babes said if I didn’t want to deal with grumpy Jensen, I had to keep pumping you full of caffeine.” She remarked pulling out of the hotel parking lot.

He laughed. “She ain’t wrong.”

Lily tapped her fingers on the steering wheel as she drove.

“So, how much shit did I stir up last night?” he asked

“No comment.” She said pulling into the complex.

“Oh, come on.”

“I’m not going into details, but it’s pretty bad.”

“Like I should stop with my shit?”

“Maybe just take a break today.” She said honking the horn twice 

He sighed and looked out the window. Jack and Karl came out separate doors.

“Where’s y/n?” Jack asked, getting in the backseat.

“She had some stuff to take care of. She’s meeting us at the studio.” Lily explained.

“Off tasting cakes?” Jensen’s stomach twisted at Karl’s question.

“Eh, something like that” Lily pulled out onto the road and started tapping her fingers again.

“What’s got you so nervous?” Jensen asked her.

“Uh, what makes you think I’m nervous?”

He looked down at her fingers and raised his eyebrows.

“Because I’m enjoying the song?”

Her phone started to ring, Lily’s hand rushed to the center console, grabbing it. Making the car swerve a little.

“Hey.” She answered, once it was to her ear.

“How’s that going?”

“Oh, I can imagine.”

“No. For real though that’s adorable.”

“I just gotta pick up Chace and then I’ll be on my way.”

“Ok, I’ll see you when you get there.”

“And you better fucking get there.” Lily snarled.

All 3 pairs of the boy’s eyes snapped to her.

“Bye babe.”

“What the fuck was that about?” Karl asked.

“Well, she’s going to be late. But promised she would be there.”

“Ya think he’s doing this on purpose?” Jack asked.

“Do you?” Jensen asked

“Well a, it’s the reading for Soldier Boy. He’s been jealous since Eric asked her to help with him. And b, Jensen.” Jack explained.

Lily huffed. “Yes, I think it’s on purpose.”

Jensen

The more the chairs filled, the more worried he got. He raised his wrist, looking at his watch.

“She will be here.” Karl whispered.

“Cutting it close, y/n”

He looked up when he heard her name, feeling a pang in his chest at the sight. Her eyes were slightly pink and puffy with small bags underneath.  She nodded at the comment, tilting her head down. Trying to hide her stress under the bill of her baseball cap.

“Alright. Looks like everyone is here.” Eric announced, “We wanted to do this table read to get a feel for chemistry and character interactions before we make everything official.”

She finally looked up, giving him a fake smile. He flashed one back. She looked over at Eric as he started again.

“Everyone this is Jensen he will hopefully be signing for the soldier boy role later today.”

“Just depends how many helicopters are in my contract Kirpke.” Jensen teased.

Everyone laughed except for the one person he was attempting to amuse. She shook her head and gave him a half smile; he took the small victory.

“Does anyone want a water, snacks, or coffee before we start?” Lily asked.

“Who made the coffee?” Antony asked, looking over to y/n

Lily huffed. “I made it exactly like she does.”

“Oh, yea I’ll take one then.” Antony laughed.

“So, any questions, concerns, comments, before we start?” Eric asked. Everyone shook their heads. “Alright. Let’s go.”

Reader

You glanced at Jensen, a smile spread across his face as his eyebrows jumped, making you chuckle.

Your eyes fell to the script as Eric cleared his throat.

Eric: “The scene cuts to a motel where Butcher, Hughie and Soldier Boy are. Soldier Boy empties a bag of food from Vought-a-Burger as Hughie scratches his ear and sees blood on his finger.”

Jensen glanced over at her; she was looking at her page smiling.

Jack: “What the hell?” he whispered. Looking at the blood on his finger.

Jensen: “Where’s the Chop Socky Oriental Sauce?”

He talked in a voice lower than his own, but not quite Dean’s.

Jack: “They … don’t have that… anymore.”

Jensen: “Why the fuck not?” 

Jack: “Uh, many… many good reasons.”

Jensen: “Did you get the other shit?”

Eric: Butcher takes out a bottle of whiskey and a bottle of pills.

Karl: “Here you go, guv.”

Jensen: “Man, I miss Bennies. It’s how we won D-Day, you know. We were wired to the fucking gills.”

Karl: “Listen, let’s have a little chat about this team-up, yeah?”

Jensen: “Yeah, what the hell do I need a team for? The last one handed me to the Reds.”

Karl: “And we got you out of that little pickle. We wrapped up Crimson Countess and delivered her like a fucking Christmas turkey, and I even sorted Gunpowder for you.”

Jensen: “Why am I supposed to be impressed with that?   That’s like killing Emmanuel Lewis.”

Light laughter filled the room.

Karl: Well, he grew up a bit since you last saw him. Anyway. You want payback on Payback don’t cha? Well, it just so happens we are experts at exterminating shitbag supes. You see it’s a whole different world out there now, son. We’re here to help you find your way.

Jensen: “Well I can find them on my own.”

Jack: “Are you sure? I mean, do you know what GPS is? Or- or Bluetooth. Or… I mean…. The internet?”

Jensen: “You made those words up?”

Jack: “No… no, no. Those are real words. Um… and you need those to find them. Alright? You need us.”

Karl: “The kids right. And all we ask in return is that you add one more name to the list.

Jensen: “Who?”

Karl: “A right cunt named Homelander.”

Jensen: “I’ve seen pictures. Who is he?”

Karl: “He’s the new you.”

Jensen: “No one’s the new me, pal….  But why him?”

Karl: “Let’s just say you’re not the only one that wants payback.”

Jensen: “Hm.” He chuckled. “Alright you help me find the rest of my team, and I’ll help you will this Homelander.”

“Well, babes, what did you think?”  Karl shouted across the room.

“Eh he’ll do.” You winked at Jensen.

Jensen

 Her phone started ringing. She whispered to eric who nodded his head. She stood up, bringing the phone to her ear and walked into the hallway.

Eric stood up “Alright, grab some water, go to the rest room, grab a snack.  y/n and I will be right back.” He followed her.

Jensen looked at Lily and raised his hands in a questioning way, as his eyebrows arched.

She shrugged.

“Wonder what that’s all about.” Karl stated.

“I think I know.” Jensen confessed.

“Alright then, out with it.”

“Last night after we dropped everyone off. y/n and I got into a tiff, and I might have pushed a little too hard.”

“Ah well, a gem can’t be polished without a little friction, mate.”

“Yea, but what happens if there’s too much friction?” Jensen retorted.

Eric and y/n finally came back in, Eric whispered something to her as they sat back down. She nodded.

“Alright, let’s run a couple more.” Eric announced.

Jensen.

“So Frank, what do you think?” Jensen asked as he finished reading the contract

“I think it’s a damn good contract, Jensen.” Frank confirmed turning to the signature page. “I think Eric really took care of you.”

Jensen looked up and winked at her, knowing who really took care of him.

“If I were you, I’d sign before they change their minds.” Frank laughed.

“If you say so.” Jensen leaned on the table and signed his name below the printed version. “Alright. I am officially your Soldier Boy.” He affirmed as he laid the pin down. He watched a conspiratorial smile cross her face as everyone clapped.

“Looking forward to working with you.” Seth said as he stuck out his hand.

“Likewise.” Jensen said, shaking his hand. The other writers and crew followed suit and headed out the door after he went through the same routine with them.

“Jensen!” Eric exclaimed

“Eric!” Jensen matched his tone, shaking his hand.

“This is gonna be fun.” Eric said with a waggle of his brows.

Jensen chuckled. “Yea it is.”

“Frank.” Eric turned to him. “Thanks for coming out.”

“Not a problem.”

“So how many choppers did you end up with?” she smiled.

“Like you don’t know.” Jensen replied.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

He chuckled. “Right.”

“Is that y/n?” Frank asked playfully, elbowing Jensen.

She turned to him with a smile. “Hello Frank.”

“Little lady, I haven’t seen you in a coon’s age.”

“How’s the wife?” she asked.

“Sheila is good. Gonna be mad she missed you.”

“You should have brought her; I know all the good shops in town.”

Her smile faded as Brett walked up and rested his hand on her shoulder.

“You ready, dear?” Brett insisted.

“Yep,” Her voice was cold, he walked back over to the door.

“Frank, it was lovely to see you again.”

“You too darlin’. Next time you’re in Austin, you have to come and see what Sheila has done with the house.

She smiled. “I’ll call you.”

She tipped her hat to Jensen. “See you at Owen’s?”

Jensen nodded.

She started toward the door. “I’m comin. Hold your horses.”

“Well, you’re the one that wants to get this all done today.” Brett barked.

“Yep, the sooner the better.” She countered.

Reader.

“So did you get everything taken care of today?” Lily asked sitting on your bed scrolling on her phone

“I did.” You looped the earring through your earlobe. “Lost a shit ton of money on deposits though.”

“Trust me. It will all be worth it.” She beamed.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. “Do you think this dress is trying too hard?”

“No. I think you look amazing. He’s not gonna know what hit him.”

“Oi!” Karl yelled from the living room.

“Bedroom!” You yelled back at him.

Karl let a whistle out as he walked through your bedroom door.

“Holy shit.” Jack remarked.

“Is it too much?”

“N... No. you look amazing.” Jack choked out making you chuckle.

“Where’s Brett?” Karl asked.

You shrugged with a smirk. “I don’t know.”

His brows furrowed as he looked around. His face lit up when he realized none of Brett’s stuff was there. “You kicked him to the fucking curb, didn’t ya?” you smiled. “Ah. Fucking finally!!”

You laughed. “Alright let’s go.”

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Your heart raced in your ears walking down the hallway to Jensen’s hotel room. You stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath. The anxious energy made your hand heavy, knocking a little louder than necessary. You waited, but there was no answer.

“Jensen. We are going to be late!!” You yelled, knocking again.  

You waited, still no answer.

You pulled out your phone and tapped the green icon next to his name.

“Hey It’s Jensen. Leave a message.”

“Hey, where are you? And why is your phone going straight to voicemail? Give me a call back. K?”

You hit the red icon and scrolled to Jared’s contact.

“Hey babe, what’s up?” He answered.

“When’s the last time you talked to Ross?”

“A few hours ago. Why?”

“Well, I’m here to pick him up for this dinner. He ain’t answering the door and his phone is going straight to voicemail.”

“Maybe he took an Uber there. When I talked to him, he said he was getting ready.”

You started walking toward the elevator. “I guess he could of.”

“I bet he’s already there. Let me know when you find him.”

“Will do.” You hung up the phone.

You stopped at the reception desk once you made it to the lobby. “Hey, do you know if the guy in 514 called a cab or Uber?”

“He did, right after he checked out.”

“Thanks.” You said, turning to walk out the door.

You pulled out your phone again.

“Hey It’s Jensen. Leave a message.”

You sighed and hung up.

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“Kripke party.” You told the hostess as you approached her stand.

“Right this way.”

You followed her, your eyes searched for him once you spotted everyone, but he wasn’t there.

“Here you are ma’am.”

“Thank you.”

“Hey babe, Where’s Jensen?” Karl asked.

Jensen.

“Hey, what the fuck is going on? y/n’s calling me asking where you are. Your phone has been going straight to voice mail. And you haven’t replied to any of our text mess.”

“Jared.” Jensen cut him off. “Can you come pick me up at the airport?”

Jared sighed. “Yea. I’ll be right there.”

The bartender approached him as he sat down “Macallan neat please.”

The bartender poured his drink and started to turn back around.

“Leave the bottle.” Jensen handed him his card. He nodded and sat the bottle back on the bar.

Jensen pulled out his phone.  3 missed calls and 2 text from her. 2 missed calls and 4 texts from Jared.

With a hefty sigh he put his voicemail code in and raised the phone to his ear.

“First new message” the robotic voice said

“Hey, why is your phone going straight to voicemail? Give me a call back. K?”

“Thanks.” Jensen said as the bartender handed his card back.

“Second new message”

“Hey buddy, call me when you get this.” Jared said.

“Third new message.”

There was ruffling, he wasn’t sure if she pocket dialed him or if she thought she hung up. “No, straight to voicemail again.” He could barely make out what she was saying. “Well can you really blame him?” There was another voice, too far away from the phone to hear their words. “I probably fucked it up.” ….. “Shit Lil how do I delete this.”

“End of messages.”

He saved the message and tapped the red icon. Raising his glass to his lips with his free hand he opened her text conversation.

Y/n: Where are you? Call me.

Y/n: Look I know I’ve been stupid, but can you just call me please.

“Hey man.” Jared sat down next to him. “You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

“Can I get ya anything?” The bartender asked

“Corona bottle please.”

The bartender reached into the cooler, popped the cap off, and sat it in front of him.

“Thank you.” Jared said handing him some cash. He turned back to Jensen. “So?”

“So, I came back to Texas.”

“You don’t say.” Jared smarted off.

“I made things between her and Brett really bad. I guess they have been fighting since last night. She looked so stressed out today and I could tell she had been crying. So, I took the problem away.” He took another drink of his scotch.

“Jensen, you’re not a problem.”

“I was for them.” He finished his drink and started filling it again.

“So, you just gave up?”

“What else was I supposed to do J.p, kidnap her?”

Jared swallowed and rubbed his chin. “Not a bad idea,”

Jensen gave him a blank stare.

“I’m just fuckin with you.” Jared chuckled, pulling out his ringing phone.

“Hey y/n”

“Yea, I got him.”

“Ok? Bye.” Jared laid his phone on the bar.

“How pissed is she?”

“She didn’t sound mad at all. Just worried.”

“That’s worse.”

“So, Ackles, you’re really giving up?”

“Yep.” He shot the rest of his drink. “Maybe this is just my karma.”

“What do you mean?”

Jensen filled his glass again. “She had to watch me marry someone else. Maybe it’s my turn.”

“Against your will.”

“But she didn’t know that.”

“I get what you’re saying, but.” His phone rang again.

“Yes?” Jared answered.

“We are sitting at a bar.”

“I don’t know.”

Jared chuckled. “I really don’t babe. Why don’t you ask him yourself?”

“You sure?”

“Ok.”

“Bye.”

Jensen sighed as Jared sat his phone on the bar.

Jensen.

“Good morning sunshine.” Jared said as Jensen walked into the kitchen.

“Coffee?”

“Just brewed.”

“Do you have to talk so loud?”

Jared chuckled. “You hungry?”

“No,”

Jared’s phone dinged. He smiled as he looked at the screen.

“Something funny?” Jensen questioned him

“Just Gen telling me how boring her meeting is.” He typed a message and sat his phone back down, shutting the screen off. “So, what are your plans today?”

“I should probably go check on the brewery.” Jensen took a sip of coffee “Thought about going out to White Rock Lake and putting a pole in.”

“Seriously?”

“A man can’t go fishing?”

“A man can. I just haven’t heard you mention that lake in a very long time.”

Jensen shrugged. “What are you doing today?”

“Um.” Jared picked up his phone. “I got a couple zoom meeting today should be done in 2 and a half-ish hours. If you want company.”

“Sure.”

“Our usual spot?” Jared asked.

“Yes sir.”

Jared was typing on his phone again.

“Tell Gen I said hi.”

“Will do.” He said with a grin.

Jensen

He watched the waves dance in the sunlight, the lake hasn’t changed at all since the last time he had been out here.

As his phone started to ring, he debated on letting it go to voicemail, trying to savor the peaceful moment.

The phone went silent.

“Hey Ross, you know that thing in your back pocket works better if you actually answer it.”

His heart dropped as he turned around.

Reader.

“Hi Jensen.”

“Wh, what are you doing here?” He stammered.

“Well, my best friend blew me off and ran back to Texas.”

“I felt like I was doing more harm than good. You looked so stressed out yesterday.”

“Oh, I was but not because of you. Well actually kind of.” you explained, walking to him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” You stepped closer. “You see if you would have stuck around just a little bit longer…” you took another step. “I would have told you that after the fight you and I”

“Wasn’t a fight.”

“The heated discussion you and I had.”

“Better.” He smirked.

“Can I continue?” you teased.

“I’m all ears.”

“After that I went home and go into a fight with Brett.” He opened his mouth, you raised your hand and his mouth shut. “He asked me if I love him. I said no.” Jensen closed the distance between you. “And then he asked me if I love you.”

“And you said?”

“Would my ass really be here right now if the answer was, no?”

He laughed.

“All those errands I had yesterday, that was us canceling everything. And I returned what I could. I wanted it to be officially over before I told you.” you looked up into those green eyes.

“So, you just wanna be friends?” He joked.

You chuckled. “Shut up Ross.” You grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips to yours.

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Broken pt 5

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Characters: Jensen x Reader (wife)

Warnings: a little bit of angst, but mostly fluff.

A/N:  Idea given to me by @cheekygirl2309. This one is a little different than what I usually write. This chapter has a little bit of sunshine for our couple.

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Jensen grabbed me and pulled me close to him. “Pregnant? Really?” Tears filled his eyes. “Yes, Jens. We’re going to have a baby.” 

He took me by the hand and led me to the couch. “Sit here baby. I’m gonna fix you something to eat.” I chuckled, “Jensen, I’m not hungry right now.” “Well you haven’t eaten much, let me get you some fruit or something, please.” His green eyes flicked to mine, “Please baby. Let me take care of you and our baby.” 

I nodded and my hand instinctively went to my belly. “Okay Jensen. How about some apples and water?” 

He smiled and went to the kitchen. A few minutes later he came back with a plate of apples and a bottle of water. 

“Thank you, Jensen.” He smiled and sat next to me. 

“Jensen, I think we should wait to tell everyone. It’s still very early and I want to make sure everything is okay before we do.” 

“Whatever you want, baby. 

Jensen and I had decided to head back home, well Toronto since we wanted to see the doctor right away. 

He booked the plane tickets and we were heading home the next day. I was ready but really didn’t want to leave our little cocoon we found ourselves in. 

Being here with him, in the silence of the mountains made everything else seem to disappear. He however, needed to get back to work too. 

The flight home was uneventful and Jensen let Eric know he was back. His filming schedule was set to resume in two days.

We were able to get set up with a local doctor who thankfully had an opening today. As we walked into the office Jensen was immediately recognized, but thankfully everyone was professional. 

The nurse immediately took us back to prevent us from being bombarded by people. I was thankful. Dr Ellington was sweet. She was obviously a fan of Jensen’s and was a little star struck, but maintained her composure. She confirmed the pregnancy and she ordered an ultrasound. Checking the heartbeat and measurement she estimated I was about 5-6 weeks along. 

We talked to her about my endometriosis and asked if it would have any effect on the pregnancy. She explained that with endometriosis I had a higher risk for pregnancy loss and complications that could lead to delivering via c-section. 

I grabbed Jensen’s hand and squeezed. She saw the fear in my eyes, “It’s okay, sweetie. We will just keep you coming back every week and keep a close eye on you and the little nugget.” I nodded and let out the breath I was holding. 

Jensen asked more questions as I took in everything she said. I was terrified and wanted to make sure I did everything right. We scheduled the next appointment, next Wednesday and we left. 

“Jens, what about work? You can’t take off every week to go to the doctor’s office with me.” He grabbed my hand and held it tight, “Yes I can, and yes I will. I told you, you and this baby are a priority. I’ll talk to Eric and we will work it out.” 

I nodded. Thankful for such an amazing husband. I could see he was really trying. I knew he was worried about what the doctor said, but I also knew he wouldn’t burden me with the worry. 

“Jens, I’m scared.” He glanced over at me and nodded, “I know baby. I am too, but we will do whatever it takes to keep both of you safe and healthy.” 

The next few months Jensen and I fell into a comfortable groove. He would go to do his shoots and on days I had an appointment he would go in late. Some days I’d go with him, others I would go back to the apartment. 

As my pregnancy progressed the doctor wanted me to rest as much as possible, so that meant on set I was confined to the trailer. 

I was laying on the couch in Jensen’s trailer as he was on set. He had brought lunch and we snuggled on the couch until he had to go back. The baby was active today so he sat with his hand on my belly for most of his break. 

I loved watching him sing and talk to the baby. He was made to be a father. I had a late afternoon appointment today so Jensen was working on getting his scenes done before we had to leave. 

Laying on the couch I fell asleep. I dreamed of my father again. 

“Daddy. It’s been so long.” I ran and threw my arms around him. “Hey peanut. Looks like you’re growing a bit.” He chuckled as he touched my belly. “Yeah. The baby is growing and is healthy. They are just keeping an eye on us to make sure we stay that way.” My dad nodded, “Yeah. Don’t worry, sweetie. He’s going to be just fine. I promise.” Before I could ask him what he meant I heard Jensen’s soft voice, “Baby, wake up. It’s time to go to the doctor.” 

I stretched and looked at him. He had already showered and changed. I was a little disappointed. I loved seeing him in his Soldier Boy costume. “Did you have a good nap, baby?” Jensen asked as he helped me get up. 

“Yeah, I dreamed about daddy again. He called the baby a “he”.” 

Jensen smiled, “Well, maybe it is a boy. That would be fine with me.” His green eyes sparkled. 

Arriving at the doctor’s office it was a bit busier than I expected. Unfortunately that meant we had to wait in the waiting room for a bit. It always made me nervous, but most of the people there were respectful and left us alone. 

My leg bounced nervously. Jensen smirked and placed his hand on my leg. He leaned over and kissed my cheek, “Hey, it’s okay baby.” I looked at him and nodded. 

A younger woman came in and sat near us. She kept looking up at Jensen and then over at me. She gasped softly, realizing who he was. We hadn’t officially announced the pregnancy yet, so her seeing us made me even more nervous. 

I looked over at her and pleaded with my eyes. Jensen saw the concern on my face. He decided to be his charming self. “Excuse me ma’am?” He flashed that killer smile. She looked up and blushed, “Yes?” he extended his hand, “I’m Jensen, and this is my wife Y/N.” 

She nodded, “Yeah, I know who you are. I’m a fan. Sorry for staring. I didn’t know she was pregnant.” Jensen smiled and nodded, “Yeah, we haven’t announced it yet. We’re just trying to make sure everything is okay with her and the baby before we do. She just recently lost her dad and we’ve been grieving and working on keeping the baby safe. I would really appreciate it if you didn’t say anything to anyone.” 

She looked at me and then back at Jensen, “Oh I am so sorry to hear about your dad, but yes, totally. Your secret is safe with me. I promise. I’m having a difficult pregnancy too, so I completely understand. I hope everything works out with the baby.” Jensen placed his hand on her shoulder, “I’m sorry you’re having a difficult pregnancy. That has to be scary, and thank you for keeping our secret. We really do appreciate it. What’s your name, darlin’?” “Oh Karly Johnson, and this little bean is going to be Samantha Jane.” 

“Well it’s nice to meet you Karly, and I hope Samantha continues to do well. Thanks again.” She nodded and he sat down.

A few minutes later we were being called back. After being checked, bloodwork done, and other tests done it was time to move to ultrasound. 

Jensen helped me lay back on the table and the ultrasound tech got the machine ready. 

“You two ready to see your baby?” She asked as she grabbed the wand. We nodded. Jensen held my hand as we heard the heartbeat. Tears filled my eyes. It was so strong and steady. 

“So, do we want to know what we’re having?” I looked at Jensen and he looked at me, we both said yes at the same time. 

She moved the wand around and then turned the screen more towards us, “So it looks like it’s a boy.” I gasped softly and Jensen chuckled. “A boy?” I whispered. She nodded and showed us how she knew. It was clearly a boy. 

She printed pictures for us, I got cleaned up and changed then we left. 

I couldn’t take my eyes off the pictures. Jensen couldn’t stop smiling. 

“Jens we’re having a boy.” I beamed. “Yeah baby we are.” He couldn’t contain his smile. 

A little while later we were back home and I kept looking at the pictures. Jensen stood with this body leaned against the doorframe watching me. 

She’s so beautiful and now she’s giving me a boy. I can’t believe it. I’m the luckiest man alive. 

He pushed off the doorframe and sat beside me. “Baby?” I looked up at him, “Hmm?” “Are you ready to go public? Once we tell our family it’s a boy.” 

I took a deep breath, “Yeah. I guess we can’t hide it forever. Especially after being recognized today.” 

He nodded. We called our families and they were over the moon with the news the baby was a boy. 

Jensen wanted the announcement to be cute. So he grabbed a sign and wrote 1978 on it and had me take a picture, then he wrote Y/B/Y on it and took a picture, then wrote coming soon and the due date on it and took a picture with a pair of blue booties. 

He put it in a collage and posted it on social media with the caption: “Baby Boy Ackles joining the family soon.” 

The comments, likes and shares were instant. The love was overwhelming. One comment really melted my heart, “Aww that’s perfect. She just lost her dad and now she’s having a boy. I bet her dad sent him to her. 💙 Can’t wait to meet baby boy.” 

Jensen smiled as he pulled me close. “I love you so much baby.” “I love you too, Jens.” 

He placed his hand on my belly, “I love you too. So much.” I smiled and he kissed me softly. “Come on darlin’, let’s get you something to eat.” I smiled and nodded. 

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I was debating whether to do this or not, but since I’m here— I’m going to

Eric Draven x reader-

idk what they are doing yet, but something in me wants to say Eric is comforting reader after a hard HARD day- she hasn’t slept much the past few nights and it’s getting harder for her.. so like.. soft dom Eric?? (No smut- I just kinda need this haha)

Love this request and it kinda got away from me. But then I fell asleep while making it so it's kinda short and also i proofread it not 10 minutes after waking up 🤣

Not my best work but as I get a feel for his character trust it will be better lol. I hope you enjoy this little shitty drabble

It felt like the days just kept dragging on. Like a repeating cycle of the same shit on different days, like you were running in a hamster wheel.

Sleep, eat, work, come home, sleep, repeat. And to top it off you were constantly finding yourself up at night waiting and Worrying.

One of the highlights of your life was your lovely boyfriend Eric. He's the best thing to happen to you in your life. Not a day goes by that you aren't grateful for him.

But with his tendency to go out late at Night, killing those who have it coming, he is also the cause of some of your greatest stress.

Though he was immortal and undead he was still killable if his crow gets injured, and you can't bear the thought of it.

You have tried to ask him if it was possible for the crow to just stay here where it's safe, but with him being able to see through its eyes, he refuses.

He knows about your concern for his safety, and sometimes he wonders if you worry more for him than he does for you.

But you try to hide your fears. Really, you do, but of course he sees right through it. He always did.

He can feel your sorrow when he sees you lately. Almost like it radiates from you.

He sees the bags and dark circles under your eyes growing worse as the weeks go on. you carry on without sleep, and he notices when your mental state declines slowly but surely. Noticing how you seem to be withering away almost

He fights with himself to refrain from asking you about it; he knows if you wish to tell him you will come to him. But he won't pretend It doesn't eat at his eternal soul being kept in the dark.

The day he walked into the apartment at 1 am hearing a loud crash and a loud exclamation of “FUCK” followed By a sob. He was sick of seeing you like this.

He knew part of the issues but not the full extent; he didnt want to be overbearing but he was gonna need to know your mind entirely to help.

So He followed the direction of the noises that led to the bathroom.

Slowly push the door open to see you sitting on the floor up against the wall with your knees to your chest, one of your hands curled into your hair, and the other covering your face as you cry.

Next to you on the floor are the broken Pieces of the cup you kept your toothbrush in, which was most likely the cause of the crash.

Hearing the screech Of the door opening, your head shot up quickly, wiping your face as you look up at him.

Your hair was disheveled from tugging; your eyes were glassy and dilated to the Point he wondered if your soul was truly trapped behind them, and your face and lips had a rosy tint from The salty tears that previously spilled from your eyes.

You looked almost like an animal caught in a trap, looking back at him like you did something wrong, and it hurt to see you in such a state.

Without a word he crouched down next To you, lifting a hand to your face. Gently moving some stray Hairs away from your skin as his fingers glide down your cheek, light as a feather. before tracing them to your chin, tilting your head up to the side and checking for any sign Of injury. Before switching to the other side. He knew there probably wasn't any but it was habit to make sure at this point.

Once satisfied by the inspection, he moves your head to face him, looking you dead in the eyes as he studies you.

It feels like he's reaching into your soul the longer he looks, so you attempt to avert your gaze As if you're Afraid to let him see too much at the moment.

But he doesn't let you. Instead, bringing his other hand to the opposite side of your head. Speaking the first words of the night in A calming voice, “Look at me.”

The gentle tone grabs your attention away from your hardship for a moment, making you latch on to his command like a lifeline as you shift your gaze to him.

Even with the worn grease paint That covers your lover's skin, you can see the tender worry on his features. Most people would probably falter or fear his strange look., But for you, it only calmed you.

I mean it's what You see whenever he does finally appear to you. The black and white paint and leather trenchcoat remind you that he kept his promise to come back to you that night. So you welcome it with open arms each time.

“What happened in here?” He asks you, releasing you from his grip to your misfortune, snapping you out of your thoughts as you look over at the mess with a dazed expression, feeling your throat tighten and your eyes water.

You take a moment before you speak so you don't end up breaking down again though it's in vain as you barely get a sentence in before it all comes out.

“ I came in here to clean up after getting off work cause it fucking pissed me off, and I wasn't thinking and I knocked the fucking cup off and it broke and I couldn't deal with it cause I'm having trouble dealing with everything and I don't know what the fucks going on anymore or what's happening!-” you try to explain, though about halfway through you just end up rambling About all sorts of different things as tears begin to fall once more.

You're so overwhelmed, and feeling like you have no control of your life at the moment scares you more than you can explain. So he makes sure you don't have to. Your rambling said enough.

He sits down fully next to you with a small smile, pulling you into his side, letting you cling to him feeling your grip tighten on the fabric of his shirt as he wraps his arms tightly around you one of his hands gently cradling the back of your head as you release All the pent up emotions that were swirling around your mind.

As you begin to calm down he doesn't say anything. Just sitting in comforting silence until you look up at him.

“I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to come home to this bullshit.” You tell him with a dry chuckle as you lighten your grip on him and sit up a little, using your sleeve to wipe your face.

“You shouldn't be having to deal with this on your own, you need to talk to me about this stuff. I'll be here with you through anything, but you have to let me.” He comforts all While making a pretty good point.

You had a tendency to refuse help or support, not wanting to be a bother. But with Eric, you were just gonna have to learn To communicate whether you want to or Not.

With that in mind, you just give him a small nod before you hear him speak once again “ no, say it to me. What did we just talk about?” He tells you in a sassy tone that surprises you for a moment.

“Come on, you know what I'm sayin'-” I object with an airy laugh, a grin creeping onto his face as he shakes his head side to side. “No, no. You didn't say anything. Shaking your head isn't a direct form of speaking. I want you to promise me. use your words.” He tells you with a hint of amusement.

At this point, he's just trying to put a smile on your face, and it's clearly working. He doesn't give a damn about a promise as long as he can see that smile he loves so much. You roll your eyes at him with a sarcastic sigh “Yeah, Alright, I promise.” I confirm with a smile as I lean back into his side. A few moments go by before you let out a yawn.

“Hey let's get you off this floor. Don't worry about the mess I'll get it. You just get comfortable and I'll meet you out there. ok?” He offers as he stands slowly, holding his hand out to you, hoisting you up slowly with ease.

You shoot him a quiet thank you and a kiss on the cheek before exiting the bathroom. You deeply appreciated his care. But something about it made you wanna return The favor as you made your way to your room.