#irina spalko x reader

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american horror story

carol

carol aird

i wish part 1 | part 2 — you watch carol dance with her husband from afar. carol sees you talking with a man. neither of you could do anything about it.

maybe the night — carol never intended to avoid you, but she also didn’t intend for this to happen. it’s only been two years since the divorce, and since… therese.

cinderella

lady tremaine

silence and patience, pining and desperately waiting — as you waved your way through the crowd, the feeling of someone staring at you had crossed your mind. you looked behind, and everyone was either busy dancing or chattering. maybe it wasn’t you who they were staring at.

love has gone and the remaining memories are painful — a story of how wickedness planted its seed in lady tremaine’s heart.

criminal minds

emily prentiss

a shot in the darkest dark - to save the lives at stake in the hands of an unsub, you dared yourself to reveal your deepest, darkest truth.

red-handed - Emily sees something she’s not supposed to.

indiana jones and the kingdom of the crystal skull

irina spalko

fight so dirty, but your love’s so sweet — indiana jones and the kingdom of crystal skull au.

divine intervention �� the knowledge-seeking woman gets what she wants, and more.

glass onion: a knives out mystery

claire debella

sweet like candy in my veins (18+)

sweet like candy in my veins pt. 2

fated (18+) — claire takes home with her a little more than memories from this greek island getaway.

marvel

mrs. fletcher

eve fletcher

i can keep a secret, can you? (18+) — the camgirl that helps Eve edge into oblivion every night changes her life in more ways than one.

downtown (18+) —  being under eve fletcher's desk while you eat her out...

double trouble (w/ agatha harkness) — period cramps are the worst, but luckily, you have the two bestest girlfriends in the world.

blowout — eve has special plans for your birthday.

start me up and watch me go (18+) — car sex with eve <3

nightmare alley

lilith ritter

so pure, so dirty and raw (18+) — the succubus in your sleep usually doesn’t speak.

i did something bad — lilith headcanons

ocean's 8

the lord of the rings/the hobbit

galadriel

admire you from afar — the fellowship teases you about your crush on lady galadriel.

let the wind carry the words i have — you and the lady of lothlorien had been dancing around each other for a millennium now, neither of you ready to acknowledge your feelings for one another. or, none of you wanted to be the first to confess.

let them catch wind of our love — galadriel can be a bit protective and jealous when it comes to you, though she won’t admit it.

gold rush — the level of intimacy between you and your childhood friend and king thranduil stirs up an unknown feeling within galadriel.

miscellaneous

brie evantee

what a zinger — a dinner with the brie evantee. gay awakening ensues.

marion loxley

aimed at my heart — the hammering of your heart was so fast you don’t know if it was because of the adrenaline, the happiness from your achievement, or the feeling of marion in your arms. maybe all three.

hange zoë

love you for a long time — nothing new, just hange and you being oblivious idiots and levi (disgusted and) tired of it.

addison montgomery

request denied — you wanted to be on dr. montgomery's service for the day, but you don't have a say on the matter – bailey's the boss.

jennifer barkley

reset, restart, replay — you were sure you had mastered the no strings attached formula, but this was different. jennifer barkley was a different equation.

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Divine Intervention

Irina Spalko x fem!reader

A/N: For the anon that requested another Irina fic, here you go! <3

Warnings: violence, blood, nudity

Summary: The knowledge-seeking woman gets what she wants, and more.

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“Tell me everything you know.”

“I want to know everything! I want to know!”

An ominous sound can be heard in the Akator. Debris of rocks from the ceiling was starting to fall, the walls of the temple were rotating, and there was a very bright light coming from above. Akator was slowly deteriorating, but Irina didn’t falter; spellbound by the creatures who will give her the knowledge she always wanted to have. The people around her either got away in time or were sucked in by the spaceship. She stood ground in the middle of the thirteen crystal beings, graciously accepting their great gift.

“Tell me. I’m ready. I want to know!”

A smoke-like thing transferred from their skulls to Irina, passing her the wisdom she so desired.

“I can see. I can see!”

The crystal skeletons started to merge, incorporating to form a body. “Cover it! Cover it!”

Irina was overwhelmed by the knowledge she had gotten. It was too much for her, a human brain to handle; her eyes started to burn, her body disintegrated and turned into ash.

-

Irina was woken up by the blinding ray of the sun peeking in between the tall big trees, in the middle of the woods. She touched her face, her arms, to check for any burns or wounds, but she found none. She also found herself… stark naked. No clothes, no shoes, not even her trusty rapier. Blindly believing that she was alone in this vast forest, she roamed around to find clothes and shelter.

She was incredibly hungry and parched, having walked for hours now. Her feet had small cuts now, her arms with insect bites, due to the absence of garments to protect her body. Yet, she doesn’t plan to stop searching even if the sun is setting down.

It was now dark, but she can slightly see a faint flicker of lights not far ahead. She followed the light, determined to get what she needed even if she had to kill someone if they refused. It was a two-story cabin, inhabited, based on the fruits and vegetables growing outside. She looked around the house, searched for another entrance beside the front door and windows. Irina found a back door, but it was locked. She stared blankly at the doorknob, wishing she had something with her to open the damn door that wouldn’t alert whoever was inside.

The knob clicked. Thinking that someone had opened it from the inside, she shuffled for a fighting stance, ready to attack. When the door didn’t open, she pushed it and peeked inside. There was no sign of people, and the lights were off. She peered in the dark, searched for something she can eat. There was none lying around, and instead, she met was some new shiny appliances.

Her eyes caught the knives in the corner, so she took one, just in case it was needed. The sound of stomping feet from the wooden stairs alerted the Colonel-Doctor. She hid in the dark and waited if the person was threatening enough to kill.

-

You skipped the last two stairs, rushing to the fridge to get a tub of ice cream. You skimmed the items inside, looking for something to snack on while you watch your favourite show. It was rather empty aside from the half-full ice cream tub, and some leftovers. You really have to get groceries tomorrow. As you closed the door, a sharp object was pointed at your neck. You retreat away until your back hit the table. You can faintly see the woman hovering over you thanks to the dim light from the kitchen island.

You slowly raised your hands on your head, “Woah, lady. What do you want? You wanna rob my kitchen? Well, consider this your unlucky day because there’s barely anything ther-“ you stop blabbering as she pressed the knife into your skin.

“I need clothes and food. And tell me what this place is.” Her thick accent sent shivers on your spine.

“Okay. First, this is my house, and well, we’re in the middle of nowhere; and this middle of nowhere is in the Y/C. I will get you clothes, but I need to get upstairs to my room. For the food, there’s a leftover in the fridge. I’ll heat it for you if you want. Please, just please don’t kill me,” you pleaded.

She stepped back enough for you to stand, but her hand grabbed your shoulder as a precaution as if you can outmuscle her. You walked towards the fridge to get her food and put it in the oven. After setting the timer, you head to the stairs, the woman still behind you. Once you got to your room she closed the door abruptly and gave you space to rummage on your closet. You don’t know if your clothes will fit her so you settled on giving her an oversized shirt and one of your comfy shorts. “Here,” you turned around to give her when you finally noticed that she was naked. “What the fu…” your eyes trail down her Alabaster skin, but abruptly faced away when she cleared her throat. Blushing from being caught, you merely tossed the clothes to her.

Gathering your courage to speak, you asked, “Lady, who are you and why are you very nude in my house?” You’re insanely beautiful too, and I mean that with utter respect.

“Irina Spalko. I woke up in the middle of these woods earlier. You can turn around now.” Once you did, she continued, “And thank you.”

“Well, I don’t really mind the company, as long as you don’t kill me, please.”

“Insanely beautiful.”

You stared at her dumbly, "What?”

“You said I’m insanely beautiful,” she said smugly, her lips tugging upwards on a smirk.

Now, what the fuck did she just said? “I- I didn’t say anything like that. You must be hallucinating, Ms. Spalko. Your hunger makes you hear things.” You scurried off downstairs to get as far away from her, and your ice cream. It must have turned to a puddle now.

You set her food on the table and wait as she took her time before following you out. She must be so sure that you wouldn’t take off and call for help.

The princess had finally descended, you thought as you watch her sit at the table and eat silently. “Colonel-Doctor. Not a princess,” she declared. You opened your mouth to speak but remained in an O-shape as no coherent words were coming out. “H-how- what- I- I don’t understand. A-are you a mind reader or something? A witch?”

“Neither. Just… a chosen one.” After that, she paid you no mind and continued eating.

You walked out of the kitchen, fearing that she would hear your thoughts again. Instead, you whispered to yourself, “What have I gotten myself into? I'm like a hostage in my own house, okay. I feel like the main character that dies first in a horror movie.”

You sauntered back in the kitchen and asked the woman, “I take it you’re staying here for the meantime? So do you wanna sleep in the living room or the guest room?” you probed. “I don’t really have much of a choice, do I? If I want to stay alive?”

She only nodded. “Thought so; Uhm, so, where?”

“Guest room.”

“Got it. If you’re finished, just throw the plate into the trash. I’ll ready the room.”

You just finished placing some sheets into the bed when she arrived. “Okay, housemate. Bed’s ready. It’s been a long day for the both of us, and I really wanna sleep now, so let’s settle what we have to settle tomorrow, ‘kay? Good night,” you finished your speech and closed the door. You leaned onto it and breathed out a deep sigh. When did you become such a hospitable host that you just let a dangerous woman into your house?

-

Sleep didn’t come to Irina that night. She tried to remember what happened before she got here. Right. They had returned the skull to Akator; she requested knowledge and they gave it to her. Her brain was overloaded with too much information that she disintegrated. Irina still remembers the excruciating pain, the feeling that someone was drilling holes into her head, the feeling of being burned, but here she was, alive and well. In the middle of nowhere, with someone who looks very vulnerable. You proved to be of use to her, so she won’t harm you… as of now.

Her mind drifted to you. How was she able to read what was on your mind just by sparing you a glance? Before, she needed to be close to the person as possible before she can read them. Her psychic abilities had her family ostracized; the reason she sought knowledge and her purpose. How about the doorknob? Did she do it? Did the interdimensional beings amplified her abilities, and possibly gave her more?

How many days have passed since she was in Akator?

64 years.

At first, she couldn’t comprehend how time had passed, seeing as she didn’t age one bit. But since Irina had encountered aliens herself, nothing was odd for her anymore.

“So you’re saying you’re from the ’50s?”

“Yes.”

“How did that happen?” you curiously asked. “I mean, one day, you’re in a temple in the ’50s, then you woke up in the woods in 2021?” she nodded. “Actually, you know what, whatever. I believe you. The world is in shambles right now and I wouldn’t be surprised anymore if aliens were real,” you finished as you parked your car.

“Here’s the deal, Irina. You’re a woman out of time, and so much had changed since you… since then,” you paused, “And you’re a very physical woman. Like I think if someone bumped their cart onto you you’ll tackle them to the ground, and I don’t wanna cause a scene. So, stick with me, please.”

So far, so good. Irina wasn’t causing a scene yet, except when she snatches out the item you were holding. She was intently reading the label and then muttering about how it wasn’t good for the body and then putting it back on the shelf.

The cart was nearly full; mostly food, toiletries, and some tools. Irina didn’t add anything save for a toy sword. Okay.

She was mostly quiet, but you see that her eyes silently wander around the place, on the people around, frequently landing on you. You spent shopping in comfortable silence, letting her absorb the state of the world. She may be listing off her questions in her head and then ask about them later.

You look at your grocery list and cart simultaneously, checking if you’ve got everything you needed. As you confirm that you’ve had, you gasped as Irina took your hand into hers and laced your fingers together. You looked at your joined hands, feeling how warm and soft her hand is. You remembered that she can read minds, so you jokingly asked, ‘What hand cream do you use?’, testing her ability once again.

“There are two men following us since we got out of the car. I doubt you noticed, but good thing you take so long in every aisle, I was able to confirm that they were indeed following us,” she whispered, her hot breath tickling your ears. “They intend to steal from you.”

Fear taking over you, you stammered “Oh. Stealing in the light of day, okay, uh can’t you do anything to them? Any more abilities? Clearly, you can defend yourself based on how you introduced yourself last night.”

“I could, but you said you didn’t want to cause a scene. And I wasn’t certain until now.”

“Yeah, I take that back. Do what you have to. I trust you.”

Irina found this as an excuse to measure her abilities. You continued to act normal, proceeding to the counter to pay for your groceries. They have no idea that you and Irina have noticed them already. The men split up, keeping themselves at a distance, as one queued at the counter beside yours. The other had gone out of your sight.

She planned to lure them into the alley at the back of the shop. Once you arrived, she had noticed the other man nonchalantly leaning on the wall ahead, waiting for you. You continued to walk slowly until you felt the second man behind you, effectively trapping the both of you in the middle of the back alley. The moment they got near, the man behind spoke, “You, the one with the bags. Give me your money,” he hissed, referring to you. “Your phone and keys. And no one will get hurt.”

You would’ve run for the life of you if there wasn’t another man waiting on the other side, flipping a knife. Eyes locked on Irina, you patiently wait for her instruction, hoping she wouldn’t turn on you and leave you alone.

“I won’t,” she murmured, side-eyeing either man at your side.

The Ukrainian wasn’t sure if her hunch was right, but if she wasn’t, she could still take both men with bare hands. She stared at the knife and envisioned it impaling on his stomach. The man’s grunt had confirmed her hunch as red stained his clothes, and blood trickled to the ground. She then pulled the knife out and willed it to pierce through the other man’s thigh. Once he was down on his knees, Irina’s hand that never left yours yanked you to run to your car. She gave them a last glance and hurled their bodies to the wall for safe measure.

Afraid that someone might have seen what happened, you started the car immediately and drove out. None of you spoke until you’re sure that you are far enough from the store. “What the fuck?” you blurted, adrenaline still coursing through you. “Did you- did you do that? No, no don’t answer. You definitely did. Uh, telekinesis and mind-reading? Any additional powers you’re hiding?”

You glanced at her, her eyes straight on the road. “Because if you’re planning to stay in my house for God knows how long, you might wanna tell me about them.”

She was silent for a while, contemplating her answer. “I don’t know if there’s more.”

When you didn’t respond, she told you everything that had happened to her since she was a child. How they were exiled in their village when her psychic abilities had manifested, how her own mother feared her for her naïve innocence, which led her to flee the village and search for answers.

You listened attentively, though lost yourself when she mentioned that she was part of the Soviet Union. You only hear and see on the internet how these people were trained, and uneasiness was creeping up. Her intentions weren’t clear; she hadn’t yet thought about what she’s going to do now that she’s in a society she outgrew.

When she noticed that you trailed off, she spoke, “I don’t use a hand cream.”

It was a good thing that you’re not stepping on any pedal right now because you would have pressed the brakes heavily. You raised your brow at her, amused, and a chuckle coming out from you. Though her eyes were still cold and impassive, a genuine smile tugged from her lips.

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I Wish

Carol Aird x fem!reader

A/N: I wrote half of this at 1 AM so forgive me if this didn’t go well x This is inspired by I Wish by One Direction.

WC: 1,080

Warnings: Angst, hurt, mutual pining, heteronormativity

Part two

Half an hour into this party and you were growing bored out of your mind. If it hadn’t been for your employer’s insistence, you wouldn’t have gone with them here. They said it was a thank you for babysitting Rindy and doing house chores that aren’t really required of you but does anyway for almost a year now. 

It was bearable minutes when you arrived because you had Carol with you, making sure you’re comfortable. She knows you’re not fond of crowds so she got you a table where there aren’t many guests around. There are a lot of people who lures her into a conversation but you know too well that she really didn’t want to be here either so she goes back to you after a short while. That went on until Harge’s parents came. You know Carol will have a hard time escaping from that dreading interaction so you got up, took a drink, and went into the house.

 You saw a hung photograph of a younger Carol, Cy, and Jeanette on the wall. It made you smile, seeing a stress-free look on her face. You had started working for them when Rindy was a two-year-old. Carol is very sweet, Rindy was a bit loud, but much like her mom, and Harge was.. tolerable. The more you spent time with the ladies the more you grew closer to them, especially with Carol. At first, you thought that the butterflies in your stomach whenever Carol looks at you was just affection for a friend. It wasn’t until you locked eyes with her when you were decorating the Christmas tree. You were lost in her eyes; it made your heartbeat thrum louder. After that, you became quite distracted in school. Carol was the only thing you can think about. You were confused, because you know you shouldn’t feel this way towards your employer, and because she was a woman. When you were young your mother always told you that someday you will a marry a good man like your father.

It made you quit your babysitting job, but the thought of not seeing Carol anymore was dreading, and besides you needed the money. You decided to avoid the woman and limit interactions as much as possible. It was hard, but not impossible. Besides, you’re sure that she only sees you as an employee or a friend. Knowing that was enough for you to amplify the need to forget your feelings, lock it in a box and throw it out on the lake. A puzzle that you had no intention to complete. A riddle you’re scared to solve.

The slow music that echoed in the room broke you out of your trance. The couples get in the middle of the room ready to dance, including Carol and Harge. She caught your eyes and winked. You smiled bitterly. She was always the most beautiful woman in the room. As Harge took Carol’s hand, it tore you apart, wishing you can dance and be close with her like that too.

***

The sight across the room infuriates Carol. You were talking with someone. A man. Did you know him? Apparently. You wouldn’t smile like that if it wasn’t a friend of yours. It makes her blood boil but she can’t do anything about it but keep it down because of her husband. Harge keeps talking animatedly, not giving a damn on what he’s saying. Her eyes glanced across the room, seeing his mother watching them. As much as she wanted to look at you the whole evening, she didn’t take the risk. After a few dances with Harge, his father, and some of his friends, she excused herself to smoke. If she spent a minute more with those people, she’s sure to go crazy.

She was about to go to your table earlier but saw you walking out of the house. She didn’t even bother getting her coat and went after you. “Y/N!”

You heard a familiar voice and turned around, “Hey, Carol.” She finally caught up with you.

“Are you going to take a walk? Let me join you.”

“No, I uh- I’m going. It’s getting late and I’m pretty tired. You were busy and I didn’t want to bother you or Harge.”

Carol’s elegant and manicured hand reached for yours, “Thank you, Y/N. For coming with us today. I know you prefer to stay at home under your fuzzy blankets, but-” You interrupted her and pulled her for a hug. Due to the little alcohol in your system making you brave, you took advantage of the close proximity and seeing there was no one else was outside. Carol stiffened for a second, but still melted on your embrace. You’re sure she can hear the loud thrumming of your heart but you didn’t care. The butterflies inside you whirl so much you want to let them out. The feelings and close contact are becoming overwhelming so you let go. You reached for her hands again and before your courage dissipates, you decide to let the words that you’ve been dying to tell her out.

Scared that you’ll chicken out when you looked at her eyes, you let your head down and whispered, "I’m in lo-"

 "Carol!" Harge's penetrating voice boomed.

Carol turned around and waved her hand, much to your dismay. You put your hands back to your coat to replace the warmth of her hand.

"What were you saying, darling?" Carol asked.

"N-nothing. You should go back now. It's freezing out here." Carol narrowed her eyes as if sensing that that's not really what you want to say but didn't press further.

"We drove together here. How will you go home?"

"There's a nearby bus station. It's just 2 stops from home."

The silence that hung thick in the air made you want to cry. You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent a tear threatening to fall down. Both of you are hesitant to let each other go. The unspoken yearning the two of you holds back is now seen through your eyes. The silence was broken by Harge, once again calling his wife back to the party.

"I should go now. See you on Monday, Mrs. Aird." It took all of your willpower not to break down in front of the woman you love. You patted her right arm, tried to smile that looked more like a frown and walked away with tears already spilling from your eyes.

[getlostsquidward]

i really really love your work, but i was wondering whether you'll continue that irina spalko x reader fic???!!?!! :>

thank you!! if you guys want then yes, i will :D