#jamie fraser x black reader

[saturnville]

I have to be that person for a second. I have released 5-6 fics in the last two weeks. why? because I fed off the love and interaction I was given. when you take the time to appreciate and interact with writers AND their content, they're more enticed and more motivitated to produce more content. so as you prepare to ask a creator to feed you more content, ask yourself if you're taking the time to REBLOG, like, and comment on their work.

thanks again for your guys' support. it pulled me out of a writing slump <3

[danganranpadiva]

OUTLANDER | (teaser)

J. FRASER X BLACK! F! READER

“The way to right wrongs is to turn the light of truth upon them.” - Ida B. Wells

London, 1939

Curious, how strange it was to be treated like a nineteen-year-old stain.

I wonder often, is it the brown in my skin that offends them? Or the scientific fact that I am one of them? Half of me wishes I didn't care which it was, but it hangs heavily on my shoulders.

My father is a kind man. He really loved my mother, enough to give up his status in society to marry her. To raise me. His mixed daughter.

My mother passed away when I was three. I didn't realize then, I just thought she went to the market, or maybe she was planning a party for me. However, she never returned.

I can't quite picture her face anymore, no matter how hard I try to conjure it. It upset me the moment I realized that I had forgotten, but I can still remember her scent. Sweet chamomile and vanilla. I wear that fragrance everyday.

We didn't have a funeral. I know now that it was because her body was never recovered-- and we simply couldn't afford it. However, I can clearly remember my father's face as the detectives told him they were dropping the case.

It was much the same as watching a stone crumble from the lack of water. Dry, stiff, and utterly shattered.

Something in my father died that day too.

Inverness, 1943

Soft hums fill the air as a cold wind whistles through the trees and grass.

A wave of nausea sweeps up my throat, filling my lungs and suffocating me as I choke it back down. The hums become deafening, vibrating the marrow in my skull. A cold sweat spreads across my skin and my eyes widen and dart around, subconsciously searching for a place to escape.

My mind couldn't understand it, but the pure energy of this place was profound. It was something ancient. As devastating as it was beautiful.

The world spins, and I reach out to steady myself on the stone. Electrifying currents sweep through me, prickling at my nerves and paralyzing my body. My stomach curls around itself as everything becomes silent. I imagine this is what it would be like to have your lungs vacuum sealed, screaming but no sound escaping. Eventually, the light fades from my eyes, leaving nothing but a memory fleeing in the wind.

Just before my consciousness fully escapes me, my father's gruff voice echoes in the depths of my mind.

"Get to the stones, search for your mother."

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Just a cute teaser for my little outlander story <3 Let me know if you want a three chapter update on monday!

xoxo,

ella nicole 💓

[imaginesinthewind]

Blood of my blood

Pairing: Jon Snow x f!reader

Summary: The night before the Battle of Bastards, promises are exchanged between Jon and you. Inspired by an Outlander quote from Jamie Fraser. If you recognize it, you earn a cookie.

A/N: A small fluffy Jon Snow drabble, because I can't sleep. Very tooth-rotting romantic. You are warned.

"Where were you? I looked for you, over there."

You would have recognised that voice anywhere. Raspy, soft, deep. And low.

The cold was biting your cheeks, causing them to turn more pink than usual. As the last men were exiting Jon's tent, where the last war council was held, you realised that you had been standing there for way too long, staring into the nothingness, ghosts dancing across your eyes.

You slowly turned around to face Jon. His black curls were held backwards, making him look more and more like his father; not only in looks, but also in attitude. He looked tired, and worried. But a cold determination was glowing in his gaze.

His arms slowly came to surround you, pulling you towards him and his comforting figure. And suddenly, it seemed that the ghosts you were facing silently faded away.

"You're worried," Jon noticed.

A small sigh escaped your lips, and your hands came to rest on his shoulders, playing with edges of his armour.

"I only just got you back," you whispered, avoiding his eyes. "And... I mean, if anything were to happen--"

"(Y/N)", Jon cut you off.

A callous hand lifted your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"You don't need to worry yourself sick about me. I've been through way, way worse."

The hint of a smile danced across his features.

"I will always come back. You should know that by now. Plus, there is only one thing you need to worry about."

One of his hands softly caressed your baby bump, almost invisible to the naked eye. You had told Jon a few days ago; and now, more than ever, it was like his actions to take back Winterfell from Ramsay had some kind of undergoing urgency.

He held you closer to him, and your head came to rest on his chest. You remained there for a few seconds, content in his embrace, breathing slowly.

"Promise me," you finally whispered. "Promise me that you will come back to me."

There was a moment of silence. But then, Jon pulled you away from him. His face looked serious and soft at the same time as he looked at you; like you were the moon of his life. The one and only thing that made sense.

"I can do better than that, love."

His harsh northern accent contrasted with the softness of his voice.

You frowned, and watched in disbelief as Jon suddenly got on one knee.

"Jon," you began, but he cut you off again.

"No, (Y/N). Let me do this, once and for all."

He grabbed your hand and squeezed it. Suddenly, Jon, your childhood love, the one you had lost and found again, looked desperate.

"I don't have anything to offer you, (Y/N). I have no lands, no titles. But I know this. When I'm with you, I am no longer this commander everyone expects me to be. I am just a boy in love, all over again."

Jon stood up again, and grabbed both of your hands.

"You are the blood of my blood, bone of my bone. I gave you my body and you gave me yours, so that we could become one. So, please. If I win this, be mine. Marry me."

Your heart grew bigger in your chest, as if it was about to burst. Burst for this sweet and devoted man in front of you.

Your vision blurried, and you nearly threw yourself in his arms.

"Oh, Jon..."

You closed your eyes and held him tight.

"You are worth all of these things, and more even. I love you. Yes, I will marry you."

Ramsay Bolton would not live to see another night on this earth.

Somewhere in the dead of night, Jon made an oath to himself.

[cevansbrat0007]

The Cookie Jar: A Growing Pains Drabble

Summary: You attempt to scold your husband for using a colorful euphemism during your earlier conversation with the girls. Takes place right after the events in The Announcement. Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Bianca Barber, Katrina Barber

Warnings: Fluff, Protective Andy Barber, Anxious Andy Barber, Smut, Dominant Reader, Pregnant Reader, Cursing, Light Cum Play, Face Slapping (light), Light Daddy Kink, Jamie Fraser, Minors DNI

A/N: Written in part for @elle14-blog1 and @birdie-girl - Part of my Growing Pains Series. I look forward to everyone's feedback if you feel like giving it. All mistakes are my own.

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Previously in The Announcement…

“No, no, Y/N.” Your handsome husband stops you. “They’re making some valid points. Can I just tell you both that you have made Daddy so happy right now? Because you’re right. Boys are completely, totally, and unequivocally gross.” 

You turn to stare at your man, who’s eyes have since glossed over with…was that joy?

“Which is exactly why you don’t ever need to date. Because these gross boys are only ever after one thing.” See, it was times like these when you worried about Andrew Barber.

“What thing?” 

“Yeah! Whaa’ fing?”

Andy looks at you and then coughs into his big fist. “They, uh, um. All boys, um.” He coughs again. “They all want access to the cookie jar.” 

Both your girls appear confused. 

“But we no have cookie jars, Daddy.” Bianca informs him.

“Good.” He growls before turning to look at you. “Please do everything in your power to ensure that it stays that way.

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Later that night…

“I still can’t believe he said that to them.” You mumble under your breath as you begin to tie up your hair for the night. “What the hell was that man thinking?”

“What was who thinking?” The subject of your ire asks as he strolls into your bedroom. 

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yes, Andrew, you.” 

Confused, he comes up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist. “What I’d do now, baby girl?”

“You, husband, told our two daughters that all boys are gross and only after their…their cookie jars.” You turn to face him. “Now, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“What?” Andy simply shrugs his broad shoulders. “I told them the truth – that boys are nothing but trouble and that they should stay away from them.” He offers you an unapologetic smile. “Forever.”

Pulling away, you roll your eyes so hard that you almost lose them in the back of your head. 

“Come on, Y/N. Who better to warn them about the dangers of boys than me? Afterall, it’s my job to protect my Bianca Boo and KitCat from unnecessary threats.”

“You do realize that you are a boy, right?” Sometimes you really did worry about your husband and his overprotectiveness, especially when it came to you and the girls. Andy takes off his shirt and tosses it in the direction of the hamper. He misses, of course. 

“So? That just makes me an expert in all cookie-related matters. These grubby little delinquents –”

“Honey, please remember that we’re talking about little children. Like five years of age and younger, okay?” Your fingers go to pinch the bridge of your nose.

God, grant me the patience. 

“Fine. Whatever. But I’m telling you, these prepubescent hoodlums want what they want when they want it. Today it’s juice boxes and animal crackers, but tomorrow it could be some slap and tickle. Mark my words.”

What? Who the hell says slap and tickle these days?

“So, since you’re suddenly willing to spill all of the tea I guess that kind of makes you the exception here, huh?” You scoff as you go to pick up the discarded garment.   

“Yep.” Your man scrubs a big hand over his beard before traipsing into the bathroom to brush his teeth. “It sure does, Y/N. Because, I wanted all of you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. I was after the whole package, baby girl. Not just your cookie. Or should I call it your honeypot?”

You stare at his shirtless, sculpted body as he takes care of his business at the sink.

“My honeypot?” Your hands go to your hips. “Please tell me you haven’t been –”

“Reading up on my competition, Jamie Fraser? You’re damned right I have. All your lusting after a fictional highlander has me ready to invest in a fucking kilt and set of bagpipes to keep you interested.” He wipes his mouth with a towel and winks at you.

“You planning to dye your hair and speak with a Scottish accent too while you’re at it, sweetheart?” 

Jesus, you needed to find your dog-eared copies of Outlander and Dragonfly in Amber and hide them from your man.

“Aye, my bonnie wee lass.” He replies, tossing you another wink. 

You sigh before sitting off the bed and toeing off your slippers. “As sexy as you sound, my love, we need to be preparing ourselves and the kids for the possibility that we might be bringing home a baby boy, or two." 

“Or, fate is going to punish me by giving me more girls, ensuring that I never get a good night’s sleep ever again.”

“Oh my God, Andrew.” You fall backwards onto the covers. “And why exactly won’t you be sleeping?”

“Because all of my girls are beautiful. Bianca and Katrina are sure to be knockouts, just like their Mama.” His big body is suddenly looming over your own. “And none of them will be allowed to date until well after they’re married and – you know what? Scratch that. I’m sticking with the whole convent idea.”

And now your man is on top of you, his soft lips claiming yours. His tongue sweeps into your mouth, tempting and teasing as he does. Groaning, he pulls away and rolls both of your bodies so that you’re now resting atop his brawny chest. 

Fuck, your man always smelled so good. Like cedar and bergamot and something else altogether uniquely Andy. 

“But once again, I would like to remind you that we could also be saddled with a pair of boys, you ridiculous man. And if that happens, I’m going to be stuck fending off throngs of rabid girls, but you don’t see me worrying.” Yet. “I’m not walking around mentally wringing my hands.” Yet.

“Your point?”

“My point, Andy Bear, is that you are an overprotective ogre." Sitting up, you move to straddle his hips, taking a moment to grind your bare pussy against his rapidly hardening length. “Which means it’s up to your dutiful wife to calm your anxious mind.” 

Gripping his wrists, you tug them up over his head and instruct him to take hold of the headboard. 

“Let go and I stop.” You slide even farther down his body before dipping one small hand into his shorts to free his thick cock from his boxers. Flashing him a wicked grin, you begin working him up and down, making sure to pay special attention to his glistening mushroom head. You watch  him throw his head back against the pillows as you use your thumb to tease his crown. God, how you loved the sight and feel of his impressive body tensing beneath your own. 

“Is that helping, Big Man? Are you starting to loosen up a bit?” You ask him as you whip your lavender nightie over your head, leaving your bouncing breasts bare to his deep blue gaze.

“Uh huh.” He growls as he watches you lewdly lick your palm before continuing to pump him up and down, using your saliva mixed with his precum as a natural lube. 

“Need you to cum for me at least twice baby. Once on my tits, and then again in my tight little cunt.” Your free hand goes to toy with his heavy sac, gently squeezing and kneading as you do.”

“That’s right, Big Man. You’re gonna cum all over my fucking chest before you fill me up. Want you to mark me good, just like you did here.” You take a moment to rest your left hand on the gentle swell of your abdomen. 

Andy’s eyes stray to your newly pregnant belly, his cock visibly twitching as he does. Your man loved you in all ways all of the time, but when you were pregnant…

Good luck keeping his hands off of you. 

Of its own volition, your hand lightly smacks him in the face. “Hey, my tits are up here, sugar. Now if you want this wet ass pussy, you had better do as your told and –”

You let out a whine when a frustrated Andy lets go of the headboard and flips your bodies so that you’re once again trapped underneath him. 

“No fair!” You pout. “I wasn’t done being in charge yet.”

“Quiet." He grunts, as he fists his dick and begins jerking himself off. You can tell he’s close. “I’m going to give you want you want little girl, right, ungh, fucking, shit, NOW!” Andy roars as he cums, painting your throat and chest with thick ropes of warm cum. 

Breathing heavily, Andy leans down to kiss you, only to pause when he feels your hand wrap itself around his spent member once again. 

“You interrupted my fun, Daddy. So I’m going to give you five minutes to recover before you make it up to me.”

“Whatever you want, baby girl.” He tells you as he begins to massage his seed into your heated flesh. “Whatever you want.”

END

[adarafaelbarba]

So as mentioned in my previous post about this bingo, my birthday is next month. And for that occasion I wanted to host another bingo! Like my last bingo in October 2021, this one will have moodboards to the squares. You don’t have to use them, but they’re there for inspiration, and can also be used in your fics as a “cover” if you’d like 🥰 I’m gonna have the moodboards up before the bingo starts on Monday 17th of January 😅

here are some rules:

1. It’ll start on January 17th and ends on February 17th at Midnight (Norwegian time)

2. Write one, ten or all of the fics. But don’t feel like you have to write them, this is a fun little writing exercise

3. You can write a head canon, ficlet, multi-chapter (one moodboard/square per fic) or a one shot. But please, if it’s longer than 500 words, put it under read more.

4. The fics can be fluff, smut, angst, etc if you feel like they would fit with the aesthetic of the moodboard you write for. Please remember to tag the fics with the right warnings before posting it.

5. Tag me when you post it, so I can keep tracks of the fics that are posted for this challenge and use the hashtag: #adarafaelbarbabirthdaybingo

6. Characters allowed (reader insert, oc, ships)

SVU:

Rafael Barba

Sonny Carisi

Mike Dodds

Nick Amaro

Peter Stone

Odafin “Fin” Tutuola

Alex Cabot

Casey Novak

Olivia Benson

Amanda Rollins

Rita Calhoun

Kat Tamin

Elizabeth Donnelly

Other Raúl Esparza Characters:

Jackson Neill

Nevada Ramirez

Jonas Nightingale

Bryan Kneef

Frederick Chilton

Paul Mendelsohn

911 / 911 Lone Star:

Evan Buckley

Eddie Diaz

Maddie Buckley

Chimney

Hen Wilson

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Owen Strand

T.K. Strand

Grace Ryder

Judd Ryder

Marjan Marwani

Paul Strickland

Carlos Reyes

Tommy Vega

Mayans MC:

Miguel Galindo

Angel Reyes

Ez Reyes

Bishop Losa

Emily Thomas

Coco Cruz

One Chicago:

Matt Casey

Kelly Severide

Brian «Otis» Zvonecek

Joe Cruz

Stella Kidd

Gabby Dawson

Violet Mikami

Sylvie Brett

Emily Foster

Jessica Chilton

Gianna Mackey

Evan Hawkins

Jay Halstead

Antonio Dawson

Adam Ruzek

Kevin Atwater

Erin Lindsay

Hailey Upton

Vanessa Rojas

Sean Roman

Kim Burgess

Connor Rhodes

Ethan Choi

Will Halstead

April Sexton

Crockett Marcel

Jeff Clarke

A Discovery of Witches:

Baldwin Montclair (Trystan and Peter’s version, but specify it 😅)

Matthew de Clermont

Marcus Whitmore

Diana Bishop

Miriam Shepard

Domenico

Sophie Norman

Nathaniel Wilson

Gallowglass

Satu Järvinen

Juliette Durand

Phoebe Taylor

Hamish Osborn

Chris Roberts

Ransome Fayrweather

Outlander:

Ian Murray

Frank Randall

Jamie Fraser

Clair Fraser

Briana Fraser Randall

Roger Mackenzie

Fergus Fraser

Marsali Fraser

Jenny Fraser

Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts:

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

James Potter

Newt Scamander

Young Dumbledore

Kingsman:

Eggsy Unwin

Roxy Morton

Harry Hart

Merlin

Charlie Hesketh

Percival

Lancelot / James Spencer

Ginger

Whiskey

Tequila

Characters from the King’s Men

MCU:

Thor Odinson

Steve Rogers / Captain America

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Dr. Bruce Banner / Hulk

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow

Sam Wilson / Falcon / Captain America

Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier

Dr. Stephen Strange / Dr. Strange

T’Challa / Black panther (rip Chadwick 🥺)

Shaun / Shang-Chi

Xialing

Wenwu

Wong

Peter Parker / Spiderman (Tom, Toby or Andrew. But specify it 😅)

Clint Barton / Hawkeye

Wade Wilson / Deadpool

Scott Lang (Ant-Man)

Carol Danvers / Captain Marvel

Baron Helmut Zemo

Yelena Belova

Monica Rambeau

Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch

Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver

Charles Xavier / Professor X

Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto

Druig

Makkari

Dane

Thena

Sersi

Ikaris

Ajak

Gilgamesh

Kingo

Phastos

Note: If there’s a character/fadom not listed, feel free to DM me.

7. No RPF/real person fic. No underage character (includes reader/ocs)

8. Please signal boost this post, regardless if you participate or not

9. Most important! Have fun! 🥰 Feel free to dm me with any questions or concerns

[salems-crimes]

updated ; Jan. 24, 2O22

who I write for / what fandoms ;

i only do ‘x reader’ and I try not

to specify gender, however, I do

invision the reader as female.

bridgerton · anthony bridgerton,, benedict bridgerton,, simon basset

criminal minds · aaron hotchner,, derek morgan,, emily prentiss,, luke alves,, spencer reid

f.r.i.e.n.d.s · chandler bing,, monica geller,, joey tribbiani,, rachel green,, phoebe buffay

game of thrones · bronn,, daenerys targaryen,, jaime lannister,, melisandre,, oberyn martell,, robb stark,, tyrion lannister

harry potter · barty crouch jr,, bellatrix lestrange,, bill weasley,, draco malfoy,, fred weasley,, george weasley,, remus lupin,, sirius black

lucifer · lucifer,, dr. linda,, maze,, ella lopez

marvel · agatha harkness,, bucky barnes,, loki laufeyson,, natasha romanoff,, stephen strange,, steve rogers,, tony stark,, wanda maximoff,, yelena belova (platonic only for yelena)

ncis · jethro gibbs,, tony dinozzo,, ziva david,, jenny shepard,, abby sciuto

outer banks · jj maybank,, john b,, kie

outlander · dougal mackenzie,, jamie fraser,, murtagh fitzgibbons fraser

outsiders · dally winston,, darry curtis,, sodapop curtis

once upon a time · belle french,, charming,, cora,, jefferson,, killian jones,, mr. gold,, peter pan,, reigna mills,, zelena

peaky blinders · author shelby,, polly gray,, thomas shelby

supernatural · charlie bradbury,, crowley,, dean winchester,, gabriel,, rowena macleod,, sam winchester

the last kingdom · iseult,, ragnar the younger,, uhtred,, skade

the witcher · geralt of rivia,, jaskier,, yennefer of vengerberg,, triss merigold

the vampire diaries · bonnie bennett,, caroline forbes,, damon salvatore,, davina claire,, elijah mikaelson,, enzo st. john,, freya mikaelson,, hayley marshall,, katherine pierce,, kol mikaelson,, marcel gerard

twilight · carlisle cullen,, emmett cullen,, jasper hale,, rosalie hale

[sapphichorrorwrites]

Hello! I am a fanfic writer, writing exclusively about sapphic relationships and women in general. Feel free to request anything, between two characters and x reader. You can also recommend books, movies, or TV shows you might want me to write about.

Under the cut is everyone I write for, with links to the appropriate tags, if there are any fanfics for it.

Links: What I'm currently writing | Recent fanfics

Nevertheless:

Seo Ji Wan

Yoon Sol

Yu Na Bi

Oh Bit Na

Squid Game:

Kang Sae Byeok

Ji Yeong

Fear Street:

Deena Johnson

Sam Fraser

Kate Schmidt

Cindy Berman

Ziggy Berman

Alice

Sarah Fier

Hannah Miller

The Haunting of Bly Manor:

Dani Clayton

Jamie Taylor

The Haunting of Hill House:

Eleanor Crain

Theo Crain

Twilight:

Bella Swan

Alice Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Esme Cullen

Queen's Gambit:

Beth Harmon

You:

Love Quinn

My Name:

Song Jiwoo

Hotel Del Luna:

Jang Man Wol

Jung Soo Jung

The Umbrella Academy:

Vanya Hargreeves

Allison Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Sissy Cooper

Eudora Patch

Trinkets:

Elodie Davis

Tabitha Foster

Moe Truax

Get Even:

Kitty Wei

Bree Deringer

Margot Rivers

Olivia Hayes

Amber

Dare Me:

Addy Hanlon

Beth Cassidy

Scream:

Emma Duval

Aubrey Jensen

Brooke Maddox

Riley Marra

Zoe Vaughn

Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency:

Amanda Brotzman

Farah Black

Carmilla:

Laura Hollis

Carmilla Karnstein

Teen Wolf:

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Kira Yukimura

Cora Hale

[writethelifeyouwant]

2021 Any Fandom Goes Bingo Masterlist

Car Sex: The Levee Broke (Destiel, 2k, 18+)

Fangirl/boy Moment: Bareback (Jared x Violet, 4k, 18+)

Lingerie: Come on (Cordell x Reader, 3.2k, 18+)

Meet the Parents: Meet the Parents (Cordell x Stella x Trevor, 4.7k, 18+)

Hickies: Rodeo Ride (’Duke’ Walker x Reader, 1k, 18+)

Jealousy: Make Him Look - Ch1 / Ch2 (Walker x Reader, 7k, 18+)

Locked In: Paint it Black (Sam x Dean, 3.8k, 16+)

A/B/O: Alpha and Omega - Ch1 / Ch2 (Sam x Dean, 7.3k, 18+)

Free Space: Just Once More (Sam x Reader, 2.7k, 18+)

Dirty Talk: Nothing On But the Radio (Jared x Jensen, 2.7k, 18+)

Blindfolds: Femme Fatale - Ch 2 (Alex Calvert x Reader, 3k, 18+)

Mistaken for a Couple: Hands Off (Sam x Reader, 2.8k, 18+)

Hair Pulling: Aversion Therapy (Sam x Reader, 18+)

Sex Hotline AU: Red (Danneel x Reader, 18+)

Fuck Buddies: Get Down (Sam x Jody, 500, 18+)

Lovers to Enemies: Lost (Destiel, 1.1k, 18+)

Hate Sex: Kinktober 2021 | Breath play (Jamie Fraser x Reader, 500, 18+)

Hurt/Comfort: Hush Little Baby (Cordell x Stella, 3.4k, 18+)

Scratching: Caught In A Trap (A!Dean x O!Reader,18+)

Roommate’s Brother: Dirty Little Secret (Past Dean x Reader / Present Sam x Reader, 3k, 18+)

Nude Photography: Team Free Love (Sam x Dean x Cas x Gabriel, 1.1k, 18+)

Secret Admirer: XOXO (Art - JDM Inspired)

Phone Sex: Lose It (Art - Walker Inspired)

Wedding Night: Prima Nocta (Sam x Jack / Dean x Jack, 3.5k, 18+)

Sharing an Ex: Serious - Part 2 (Sub!Jensen x Dom!Jeff, 3k, 18+)

[hiswhiteknight]

Unbelievably Outlandish– Part 1

Summary:  Before starting down a new crossroads, the Reader goes onto an adventure of literary traveling. Suddenly tossed into an unbelievable story that has swept the world, The Outlander Series itself. How will a twenty first century woman survive?

Note: I own no characters, except reader, clearly this is based off the lovely book series Outlander by Diana Gabaldon and tv show. This follows more the tv show, but it’s far from accurate. I’m going to try to get better with using less proper English, but who knows maybe I’ll get into Scottish slang.

Pairing: Jamie Fraser x Female Reader

Words: 1900

Warning: Angst, playfulness, cursing, slow start

It has been a long time coming, you haven’t been on a real vacation since you graduated high school. You joined the Marines immediately, went into training and university. With you, it was always work, work, work. For you, it made sense since your brother was a Navy Seal and you both didn’t really have family. And you didn’t stay anywhere long enough to make super close friends to vacation with. But this trip, this was for you and only you.

               You got your degrees in psychology, battle strategies, and world cultures, but your true love was literature. You made it this far living a pretty isolated life because of your brother and your books. You generally just loved to read, so after leaving the Marines, before you started to find your new pathway you said you were going to take this vacation around Europe stopping in different places described or lived in by some of your favorite authors. Jane Austen, Shakespeare, Sir Doyle, Thomas Malory, etc. And it’s been amazing seeing all these places that inspired your idols, imagining how your favorite fictional characters lived.

               And here, alas you were in Scotland. Not necessarily because one of your favorite fictional characters lived here or your favorite author grew up near here, but because of your brother.  He wanted you to explore where you both came from, he felt it would help understand life before you both lost your parents. Plus, he was a huge history buff – it was his hobby outside the Seals.

               He told you all about the battles and culture amongst the decades before us. He told you about our Irish and Scottish ancestors. He’d tell you, you can’t have a name like Y/N O’Mulligain and not think of the Irish.

               There was this nearby village you were passing through. An author named Diana Gabaldon wrote a romance novel based on this rock formation. Your old college roommate wrote a thesis paper about historically accurate romance novels and pop culture. You thought, what the hell, since your here minus well check it out.

               It was strange at first, wondering through this supposed magical place. People clearly flocked here for Outlander’s popularity. You more enjoyed watching the people. You sat against a tree, pulled out a sandwich from your bag, and watched the middle age woman touch these rocks like they were the rock hard abs of a character from Outlander. It was quite amusing. You liked to think your mother would be doing the same thing if she were still alive.

               “You must not be a fan, girly,” you look up to an older woman, clearly Scottish from her accent.

               Shaking your head, standing up to shake her hand, “Is it that obvious,” you laugh, “I’m Y/N. Just a tourist, watching other tourist. That obvious hugh?”

               “Mary, deary,” she grinned answering you with her name while look up at you. You were about five three, but this woman had to be four feet something tall because she was tiny, “Just by the way you’re gazing all around, a girl looking for her own adventure, not through someone else’s eyes or story, but of your own.”

               “You get all that from just looking at me,” you laughed, looking at her curiously. You loved people like this, authentic and wily – it was usually the case with old people.

               “It’s the glimmer in your eye,” she gripped your chin softly, shaking it.

               You laughed, smiling down at her, “May I ask you a question? Do you believe the tales of this place? I know the Scottish culture has a lot of tall tales and superstitions, but a story like that?”

               “Aaa,” she nodded her head, “A skeptic,” she nodded, “These people wandering about, they don’t really believe in the tale. But I believe in the magic of this place, it just doesn’t work from anyone. It’s for the special.”

               Watching her with amusement and skepticism, you laugh nodding your head, “I hope I didn’t offend you with my question.”

               “No, of course not dear – though I believe in the magic of this place. I mostly come to watch these woman fawning over these rocks. I like to bet on which woman will kiss one of those moldy old things.” You laughed so loud, she grinned up at you, “I am about to go home to my hunny Wallace, but you stay here for me? Those three woman over there,” you looked in the direction she was pointing, “I believe they are each going to lick one of these things.”

               Laughing again, you nodded, “I’ll keep a close eye on them. It was an absolute pleasure, ma’am,” she gripped your hand tightly for a second before releasing.

               You sat back, glancing at those women laughing, “And dear,” you look back up to her, “Most people will be leaving to their beds or finding a pub, but you should stay. While the sun is setting – this place will give you the most magical sights.”

               She truly intrigued you, “Of course ma’am, thank you again.”

               “Enjoy your adventure lass,” she grinned once more, walking off down the path.

                 She was right, people started to trickle out. Husbands getting annoyed or bored, ladies feeling exhausted, or people just fearsome of loss of light – they just left group by group. You were left alone eventually, starring at the sun sinking into the horizon. She was right again, Scotland was magical with sights. You took a mental picture of this moment – the smooth silence, the color the sky made, and just being one with this experience. Your life was never slow, silent, or peaceful. You had always lived in the rush of things. But here, you sat taking in this moment. You felt like you could stay in this moment forever.

               The sun eventually went down and you were met with near darkness – which exception of the full moon. You collected your things and got ready to leave. And it dawned on you – you came all this way and have never even touched these rocks. The book aside, these rocks have had legends and tales for centuries. You should respect the stories and culture. With one touch, maybe you’ll feel the stories, tales, and people that touched it before you.

               It felt odd to reach out and touch the stone. It was cool and surprising smooth. You laughed at the thought of all the tongues that touched this exact spot. And with a single breathe, everything grew black and all the air punched out of you.

               Next thing you felt was the slam of the ground and your oxygen returning to your lungs. The sun from the tree burned your eyes. And you heard it, gun shots. You thought you were having another Post-Traumatic Stress attack, but the second bang brought you to reality. And you started to run, your bag still on your back, darting through the trees. You heard shouts, but you were not taking the chance. Being in the military, you didn’t stand still to figure it out.

               Someone gripped your arm as you ran past them, pointing a sword right in your face, “Are you for real,” I yell at them.  

He had a musket pointing directly in your face. You stopped breathing; he was dressed like a 18th century soldier. Thoughts sped in your mind, could this be a reenactment? Could this be a sick joke? The bullet sounds shook you out of your thoughts, the man was about to speak. You grabbed his musket, yanking it towards your body. The gun went off as his head smashed into yours. He groaned, tripping backwards, and smashing against a tree. The light from the headbutt blasted on in your head.

The light started to blind through, and the forest became vivid again. The sound of bullet fire caused you jump out of it and look at the man unconscious before you. You had to be dreaming, everything was so real. The sound, the smell, the world around you. Where and when were you exactly? You got drug out of your thoughts as a bullet graved your arm. You gasped in pain and your body took flight again. On the run again, you slide down an embankment, meeting eye to eye with another redcoat.

               You gasped, “Holy hell,” you whispered looking at the man, “Forgive me,” you said out loud, as the man watched you, straightening up. You saw his insignia, “Captain?”

               “Jonathan Randall, Esquire – Eighth Dragoon of your majesty’s army, mistress,” he answered.

               Something inside you reminisced, that name was familiar. Watching him closely, as he made his micromovements - he was also watching you, like some predator to prey, “I seem to be in the wrong time, wrong place,” you awkwardly laughed.

               “It does seem that,” he paused to see if you’d introduce yourself.

               “I had someone taking me to some distant family and they tried to attack and rob me,” you tried to play the damsel in distress, “My brother always told me I was too trusting.”

               “Yes mistress, women are naïve sheep,” he tiptoed towards you, his hand resting on his sword, “Your accent,” he nodded towards you. You slowly started taking steps back, “I’m unfamiliar with it.”

               He didn’t believe you, clearly you were off your game. Maybe it’s because the blast you took a few minutes ago getting you to this point. It could be the fact that this was surreal, “I’m grew up in the colonies,” you shrugged it off, you could only imagine how far away your accent was to actually existing, “But my brother sent me to our parent’s home country after their passing.”

               You forgot the first rule of lying, keep it short with no unneeded details. His uniform was familiar, the military and your brother trained you well. You had inclined the year and it was clear the woods of Scotland were not safe with the Redcoats. This man was an enemy, not a gentleman of the era you’ve heard and learned so much about. You had to get away, find safety, and figure out what exactly is going on.

               You knew self-defense, hell you were trained well at the art of combat, but this man had weapons and the only thing you had was a backpack and no adequate footwear for a run in the woods, “You don’t dress like a lady,” he motioned towards your clothes. You stop breathing at this, “In fact, only traitorous women wear clothes such as this,” your back was against the hill behind you. His breath was on you. He gripped your neck tightly, “There is only one way to deal with a woman like yourself,” he went for his buckle.

               Your brother drilled into you about protection during moments like this. He trained you on what to do, it was natural. Headbutt to the nose, hike up of the knee, a tool – in your case a rock – to the head. And soon you were breathing heavily and looking at the Captain unconscious on the ground.

               The sound of the Redcoats was not far off, “Druid,” you heard. You were surprised that someone could sneak so close and not make any noise. This Scottish looking fellow reached out his hands, “Come now,” he said. Your only instinct was to take it for now. This man pulled you behind a tree.

               “What year is it,” you whispered to him.

               “1743,” he mumbled, trying to shush me, taking the time to give you a questionable look.

               “Pinch me,” you were hoping this to be a dream. It was a final test of your predicament. He looked at you strangely before helping with your request. He did, and you felt it and suddenly everything went black.

PART 2

[saturnville]

nightmare

45. “I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.”

author’s note: this was a part two that i never realized could be a part two until someone inboxed me and asked for a continuation of “the soldier’s lady.” this sat in my drafts for two years. so thank you to the supporter whose message encouraged me to finish it 🫶🏾 @queen-dk

Alone he was. Alone, frozen, starved, and afraid. Lost between the beautiful, green mazes. Surrounded by thick stumps covered in damp moss, assaulted by crawlers at every direction, destroyed by his enemies.

Voice too coarse, too far gone to utter even a prayer to the Master he served. His hand, covered in blood and gashes filled with dirt and debris, clasped around his throat. His dry lips parted and nothing more than a small gasp dribbled out.

He cleared his throat. A sandpaper-like substance shimmied along the sides of his throat. He spat it out on a pile of crushed leaves and opened his mouth once more, managing to call out. He was greeted with silence.

Painfully, he scrambled to his feet. A string of obscenities passed his lips. His hands patted his waist in search for his sword. He only felt the tattered fabric of his kilt. Through blurred vision, he searched around, circling himself for his sacred weapon.

Loudly, he cried out again. He was answered with the rustling of the leaves and the clapping of a dangerous thunder. His chest heaved as he looked around, stumbling in every which direction.

Alone, he was. Alone, frozen, starved, and afraid.

She awoke suddenly with a gasp. Thin lavender slip damp with sweat, soft skin heated from distress, she sat up slowly. Her eyes darted around the dark room, save for a beam of moonlight against her bed frame.

With a shaking hand, she brushed the stump of her hand across her forehead, sweeping away the perspiration that rested there.

Her non-dominant hand forced the warm covers off her body. Slowly, she swung her slender legs across the edge of the bed. They dangled, her heels jabbing the wooden frame.

A soft breath flew passed her dry lips. Her hands were a net for her head as she buried her face within her palms. Her cardiac muscle beat harder than wooden sticks against the tenor drums she saw a young boy playing weeks ago.

He was back home, yet subconsciously, she still worried for his well-being, for his safety. For almost two weeks, he’d been walking through the halls of the estate, healthy and strong in stature. Her worry was no longer necessary, but it never seemed to subside.

Theo nibbled along the inside of her cheek. Should she do it, she thought to herself. The young woman reached across her pillow and snatched her robe that warmed it, sliding it over her arms.

Her bare feet smoothed the cold floors as she padded around her bed and out of her bedroom. She started straight down the hallway and made a sharp left turn. In front of his bedroom door she stood. Hesitantly, she knocked softly.

A warm light peaked from the bottom of the door and gentle movements could be heard from the other side. She twiddled her fingers around a loose thread on the stomach of her slip.

After a few moments, the door opened. Theo smiled awkwardly, feeling small under his naturally intense gaze. She had trouble lifting her head to meet his.

“Why’re ye up, lass?” His voice was like water on a hot day—clear and crisp. Aila rolled her shoulders then shrugged.

“Had a nightmare about you,” she said quietly, her eyes nowhere near his. “Wanted to make sure you were okay...”

The man cracked a smile. His teeth peeked from behind his pink lips. Such a pretty sight, she thought to herself. He said nothing, only opened the door wider and nodded for her to enter.

She was hesitant. It was the first time she’d been in his room in the wee hours of the night. Theo stood in the middle of his bedroom, eyeing the knickknacks and other articles around. His desk was in the corner and it was littered with papers, some of them smeared with dark ink she assumed he knocked over.

His clothes were folded messily and tossed on a chest to her right. She shook her head. His messiness would never go away, it seemed.

Ahead of her, the flames of the fireplace danced and leapt swiftly.

“Tell me about this nightmare,” he asked of her. He palmed the door and closed it gently. Theo tore her eyes away from the fire and wrapped her arms around herself. Jamie moved to sit on his bed, hands rubbing his covered thighs.

“You were alone,” she started, eyes locked on the dancing flames in front of her. “had spent days alone in an area you did not know. Cold, starved, and afraid. No one could get to you.”

Jamie cocked his head to the side.

“I had nightmares like that all the time when you were gone.” Her voice was so small that he could hardly hear her. “I was scared you’d die out there alone. Hell, I thought you were dead the whole time you were gone.”

“Theo...” he inched towards her. His large hand cupped hers gently. “Ye should know ye canna get rid of me that easily.”

“You say that like you’re made of metal,” Jamie chuckled with a shake of her head. While any other time she would’ve scolded him for joking in a serious matter, she couldn’t help but feel the weight lift from her shoulders. He didn’t think she sounded ridiculous.

“Might as well be...come here, lass.”

With no sense of urgency, Theo’s legs carried her slowly to his bed. The weight was back. His soft demand made her nervous.

Jamie sensed her uneasiness and smiled. “Why’re ye nervous?”

“I...I don’t know,” she mumbled. Again, he ushered her over and she joined him on the bed. It was comfortable, she thought, as the bed dipped just slightly. Jamie laid against the pillow, while Aila sat upright, her legs crossed and her hands in her lap.

“You’re kind of intimidating,” Theo said after some moments. She turned her head and saw an amused grin on his beautiful lips.

“Is that so?”

Theo nodded. She scooted closer to him, finding it easier to relax. She shimmied onto her back and stared at the ceiling. Jamie turned his head to look at her. “Yeah. Maybe it’s your eyes. They’re pretty but intense. Or the scowl you always wear. You’re gonna mess around and lock your features into place.”

A hearty laugh fell from his lips which pulled a giggle from hers. “You truly believe me that?” Theo nodded . “Indeed, I do.”

“I thought about ye all the time,” Jamie said after some time. The portraits on the wall seemed to be less important as her attention was pulled from them. She met his eyes, “what?”

“I’m convinced,” he started. “that if I hadn’t thought of ye the way I did, I wouldn’t have survived. Ye were the one thing I held onto, Theo. I ken I had to come back to ye.”

“You’re just saying that,” she blew off bashfully. She moved to turn her head to face the ceiling but his hand grazing her skin halted the movement.

“No,” he said lowly. “Ye were the only thing I had to hold onto. And...ye mean a lot to me, lass.”

Theo found herself smiling. It was awkward and her lips quivered as they curled upwards, but nevertheless, she smiled a smile he found beautiful.

Jamie’s eyes fell from his eyes to her lips, tempting to pull her head close to his face and just taste them. He wondered if she tasted like the tea she drank twice a day—once in the morning and once a night.

“Can I...”

“...please,” she breathed.

He wasted no time in bringing his mouth to hers. She released a mewl of satisfaction. Her hands found his hair, and she gripped his frizzed curls tightly. He groaned softly into her mouth and she swallowed his sounds like a delicious meal.

His hands shook as they took place on her thighs. His fingers dug into the flesh and she whimpered softly. Theo’s fingers raked through his hair and massaged his scalp. Achaius felt his insides twist like a freshly wrung towel.

He'd never thought the day would come where he'd confess his feelings for her, let alone have her rocking on his lap like a ship on water and assaulting his neck. He enjoyed it more than words could explain.

"Jamie," she whimpered when it became too heated. She wanted him, but she couldn't put herself in such a position at the given moment. If they continued on, she was convinced things would've escalated in a manner she was unaware if she was ready for. “Can we just—“

Jamie sensed her growing anxiousness and tore his lips off of hers, and placed his hands on her middle back. His ocean eyes bore into hers and she was convinced if she stared long enough, they’d turn into a whirlpool and suck her in. Jamie brought her hand to kiss lips and kissed it gently. “Rest. And when you wake up, I’ll still be here. I promise.”

Theo nodded and rolled over to her side. She didn’t make it too far, as Jamie’s arm bracketed her to his side. She giggled softly, but accepted his closeness nonetheless.

“Good night, Theo.”

“Good night, Jamie.”

[maviemesregles]

Once I was an Eagle

[ Okay, so I don’t even know why I’m posting this since I have only two followers and I’ve never uploaded any of my fanfics before, but I feel like I’m ready to share a story with the readers. I have no beta, I’m also not a native speaker so I presume there might be mistakes but I thought let’s try, see if at least somebody likes it. I love writing and this story definitely would continue no matter if anyone reads it or not. 

* This is Modern AU (Outlander) Claire x Jamie

* Mature content is on the way (definitely)

* This story is about established relationships with flashbacks

* Angst. Yep, angst. But dinna fash, some fluff will be there (of course)

So if you’re willing to take a risk and read this attempt at writing Outlander fanfiction then buckle up for a long journey :) ]

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                                         CHAPTER 1: The beginnings

It was the little things that Jamie loved about Claire. Small, perhaps, insignificant things in the eyes of strangers, but they created her, bits and pieces of the way she was.

 The way she was cursing under her breath 'Fuck' and 'Jesus H.Roosvelt Christ' whenever she found herself annoyed, stressed or angry.

The way she was getting ready for work - always organized, calm and quiet.

The way she always mumbled her sleepy 'thank you' to him for the cup of steaming coffee he'd make her in the weekends, her face still slightly puffy and creased from a deep sleep. 

The way her unruly mass of hair made something steer deep inside his belly, wanting to cradle her into his laps and hold there forever.

It was the way she would laugh so hard that she snorts and he would follow her, laughing as well, till his eyes water.

The way she smelled after the shift at the hospital, sterile and clean, with a slight scent of her perfume (musk and honeycomb), which imprinted on the bedsheets forever in their bedroom.

The way she sighed and came alive under his touch in the darkness of the night, stilling everything around them.

The way she would snuggle next to him on the couch, pressing her body into his, almost curling into a ball, covering them with a quilt, falling asleep sometime later lulled by the noise of TV they'd watch.

The way she would get annoyed at their cat Adso for biting off the wee herbs she planted on their kitchen windowsill, deep crease appearing between her perfectly shaped eyebrows as she made a hissing 'shush' sound.

 Quiet rustling of the sheets on his left made Jamie open one eye, abandoning his thoughts as he watched her silhouette sitting down, her long arms rising to the air and then slightly behind her head, as she stretched muscles, shaking off the remnants of her sleep.

Normally he would run his hand on the expanses on her back, letting her know he's awake. Claire tended never to wake him up knowing he had troubles sleeping. But now he silently watched her, his mind registering all the things she did in the room (pulling her sleeping t-shirt over her head that had been discarded to the floor evening before as they made love, her feet making the wooden floor squeak on the way to the hall, where she would switch IKEA stand lamp, never using the table one on her side, worrying the light might wake Jamie, he would hear the bathroom door softly closing and the water running, as she took shower for five minutes strictly, later she would curse quietly trying to find a fresh pair of knickers in the drawer)

All those things Jamie knew by heart, that was swelling with the feeling, he thought it would burst. Same little things that made him like her, want her, love her. The things that had imprinted upon his heart since the first time they met.

                                                                    * * *

I knew that Geillis's idea of weekends getaway to Highlands would not end very well and I was bloody right. I grimaced at the loud sound of a car door closing when we finally stopped, the loud thump made my headache harder, and I moaned reaching for the second Ibuprofen pill in my purse. 

" Ye ken, yer face looks like chicken arse like that?" Geillis clicked her tongue, the car keys ring swinging in loops around her slender finger (she was my long-time friend from college, who despite her reckless character was an exceptional pharmacist).

" Yer never get laid with that look, love"  She unceremoniously grabbed me by the elbow, marching towards colorful market stands. " Let's get some food, I'm starvin'".

I mumbled incoherent 'mmmmh' not being able to move my dry tongue. Hangovers started to catch up with me in my late 20s and with each year it got worse and my drinking less and less harmful. A dram or two of the whisky, couple of gin tonics, or maybe red wine was fine but student-like parties were big No for me so now I regretted very much our yesterdays late night activities. Walking from pub to pub, mixing up all alcoholic drinks imaginable, eating greasy kebab on the street and staying up till 4am did not do me much good. I was dying, listing each step of alcohol intoxication in my head when Geilli interrupted me by suggesting to go to the local farm market for some fresh groceries. Though any mention of food made my mouth water with bitter saliva, my stomach growled at the prospect of fresh bread, eggs, and some ripe vegetables, along with a strong cup of coffee.

So now we were heading towards noisy farmers of Lallybroch (the name I had troubles pronouncing, apparently, as Geillis made fun of me every time I said it).

With each passing stand of colorful fruit and veggies, various types of pastry, fresh meat, and fish, Geillis's backpack was filling with the promise of our breakfast, my eyes stumbled upon a bright blue van with bold letters saying " Coffee, tea and homemade biscuits". Hoping that fresh roasted black liquid will make me feel less awful I tugged my ginger-haired friend on the sleeve, pointing to the van. With her approval and request ( cappuccino with double espresso shot, soy milk) I wiggled between mass of people, the glance of my look ( tangled hair in a top knot, treating to escape the elastic band, raccoon dark circles under my eyes, chapped lips, oversized jogging pants, tucked into old Uggs, and Geillis's beige parka) reflected in the puddle as I finally stood in front of the van, inhaling rich coffee aroma. Feeling a bit more cheerful, with two paper cups warming my cold fingers, I turned to head back.

As my nose bumped into a soft woolen coat that smelled slightly of hay and something else I could not recall, I felt my eyes began to water at the impact of my face meeting a broad chest and through my blurry sight I saw rainbow of vegetables running away from the fabric bag that said ' Take me with you, I am eco-friendly!'. 

I cursed (louder than intended to) and tried to sniff, feeling snotty now.

" Jesus. H.Roosevelt Christ! I think I've broken my nose". I blinked twice when my eyes finally could focus on the obstacle on my way.

"Nay, lass. When ye break yer nose it makes this nasty crunchy sound and ye bleed like a pig. Yer fine". He said to me, inhaling swiftly, lips curling into an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I didna mean to hurt ye though".

I shot him a look that probably made him feel even more confused as his cheeks blushed deep pink, almost matching his red hair. I sighed and then my attention returned to his discarded tote bag. Not wishing to create more tension with a stranger, I bent, wanting to collect his groceries. That moment he decided to do the same and leaning at the same time, he punched my side with his elbow, by accident of course, but my hand shifted, coffee spilling on the cream-colored fabric of Geillis parka.

" Oh, fuck." I growled, now feeling really annoyed. Someone from behind called " Uncle Jamie!" stealing his attention from the brown stain on my coat and before he could apologize again, I raised my hand and mumbled " I'm fine" walked away followed by his guilty gaze.

Later that day I felt slightly guilty by snapping at this Jamie, thinking that hangover clouded my better judgment but soon enough forgot about it until the Thursday evening. I was just changing into my clothes, getting ready for home, when Joe opened a door. " Claire, just this last patient, nothing hard, he needs stitches. Please?" I sighed but nodded, remembering that he had a booked restaurant for a dinner with his wife. Then James Fraser stepped in. 

[black-kitten-imagines]

Scot in shining armour ~ Jamie Fraser x reader

Picture not mine

Word count: 1,772

Warnings: sexual assault, (attempted) rape

A/N: The title derives from the saying ‘Knight in shining armour’.

The sounds of my steps were thrown back and forth as I was quickly walking through the old stone corridors of the grand Castle Leoch. When I passed one of the narrow, slitted windows I saw the dark night sky littered with bright stars, noticing it was late at night. I shortly paused in my steps admiring the astounding constellations. Soon the Northern Lights would be visible again.

The chatter that quietly rang from the great hall released me out of my trance reminding me of why I was running through the keep of Leoch. Being a servant and an assistant to the lovely Mrs. Fitz was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. I was born the daughter of a poor farmer and his wife but when the English came to our home a few months ago I was the only one to survive the Redcoat raid brought along by Black Jack Randall. Luckily I was picked up by Dougal and his men. Now after weeks and weeks had gone by I felt like the rough red haired warriors were part of my family.

Carrying on on the way to the kitchens to fetch another pitcher of ale I heard new voices, closer now. They were coming from somewhere up ahead. It was unusual that people would stray this early into the feast from the great hall. Rounding the next corner I stopped dead in my tracks. There in front of me were two clansmen that I didn’t recognize clad in the plaid kilts leaning against the wall. When they saw me they smiled at each other and leisurely pushed themselves off of the cold stone walls. They were clearly drunk.

I immediately backed up knowing I had no chance against the two burly men. Mrs. Fitz always warned us about these situations and we girls always listened to her knowing words and scurried off into our chambers as soon as she told us to. But usually these situations would only be dangerously possible later in the night around the stroke of midnight when hardly any alcohol was left.

I took another step backwards and... bumped into something. Not the wall. It was softer and warmer. I froze in my step knowing that it was the chest of an ally of the men I was hoping to get away from. I didn’t know what to do. The highlander began to chuckle and said: “What do we have here?” He set his big hands on my waist as one of his companions replied: “We found ourselves a little entertainment.” I was scared out of my mind. The only thought running through my head was ‘No way out’, over and over.

The warm hands, separated from my body and virtue only through a few layers of fabric, started moving and roaming my body. Down to my hips.  Up to my chest. The eyes of the other two men following eagerly what they did. Then suddenly the rough hand was dipped down the valley of my breasts. This freed me of my shock. Screaming I pushed myself away from him. The clansman grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me back.

Right at that moment a figure appeared behind the two other assaulters. When he stepped into the light coming in from one of the windows I recognized it to be young Jaime the nephew of the laird. Over the last few months I had started to develop feelings for the good looking lad. Always too scared to act on it I never had exchanged more than a few simple words with him. “Well, well, well, what’s going on here?”, he said shaking his head in mock-disappointment, before he punched the henchman standing the closest to him in the face, knocking him out cold.

After taking out the second man Jamie turned towards me. I was still struggling in the grip of my attacker. Now having bigger problems than holding me tight the Scot behind me let go of me and faced the red haired opponent. The last man didn’t stand long either and the sheer strength of the unusually tall lad brought him down. After all of the three men lay unconscious on the floor Jaime turned around to me.

“Are ye alright?”, he inquired in his amazingly soothing voice. Blushing madly I lowered my head and rushed off embarrassed, not able to face him in a moment when he looked so gorgeous – hair lightly tousled, breathing heavily.

~time skip~

It was late one night after the feast of the Oath taking. All the men from around the clans lands had come to celebrate and swear allegiance and fealty to Colum. More or less all of them were now drunk and unconscious, probably lying somewhere on the floor not having made it to their chambers. All of the maids and women were already in their rooms.

I was still in the kitchens finishing cleaning the dishes. There were stacks and stacks of dirty dishes. I wanted to finish them before I went to bed. If I would leave them I knew Mrs. Fitz, who always got up before the sun rose and before any of us servants left our rooms, would then clean the dishes. I didn’t want to leave that work to her as well. She always did so much for us.

Reaching for some dirty plates I froze hearing some noise out in the hallway to the kitchen. Quickly I set down the tableware in the sink. Becoming more nervous my hand inched towards a kitchen knife that lay close by. I cautiously turned towards the door when the noise started to sound like footsteps that came closer to the door. Tightening my fingers around the handle of the blade I waited.

Suddenly the wooden door swung open. At first I only saw the tartan of the MacKenzie kilts and the for the close family members of Colum and Dougal characteristic red locks. After deciphering the mess of fabric, hair and limbs that came stumbled in I noticed it was my saviour, Jamie. I released a breath I didn’t even notice I was holding. When Jamie noticed me standing in the empty kitchen, he was surprised as he didn’t expect to meet anyone here. I quietly put my makeshift weapon down without the young Scot noticing it.

“What are you doin’ ‘ere?”, he asked me surprised. “I could ask you the same.” “Well”, he walked over to the table. “I was in the stables and missed dinner”, he explained while scanning the wooden table for something to eat.

“Wait here. I can get ye some of the food that is left.” I quickly hurried off, collecting some bannock and meat on a clean plate. Bringing it back to him I told the handsome lad why I wasn’t yet in my chambers.

“So, how come you missed the feast? None of the other men would ever miss these celebrations”, I wondered aloud when turning back to the sink. Jamie sat down on a stool only a few feet away from me. In between bites he clarified his situation with being the possible heir for Colum and how it was better for him to avoid the difficult decision of what to do by staying with the horses and out of the sight of the chieftain and war-chieftain.

The two of us kept talking about this and that. Right when I was finished doing the dishes and had started tidying them up, Jamie asked me: “So, where do ye come from originally? Ye arena a MacKenzie and I havena seen you around for long?” “No, I’m no MacKenzie. I came to Leoch only a few months ago”, I began telling the lad.

When I came to the part about Dougal finding me I walked over to the self with all the glasses on it. It was higher up than I expected. Standing up on my tiptoes I tried to set the fine wine glass that I was holding next to its brothers and sisters.

As I couldn’t reach I tried to push it up onto the wooden board with my fingertips. Slipping from my grip the filigree glass started falling. I tried to catch but it was out of my reach. If anyone would notice that one of the wine glasses was missing I would be in so much trouble, it was one of the fancy and expensive ones.

Suddenly Jamie’s big hand wrapped it’s fingers around the falling object. While I was starting to panic hadn’t even become aware of the man, in who’s company I was, moving. Now I was more than aware of him standing right behind me, his chest pressed to my back. I held my breath. I never had been in an awkward situation like this. Jamie set the glass down next to my fingers that were nervously holding onto the wooden counter in front of me.

As I turned around I quietly said: “Thank you”, looking at his chest that was right at eye level. I looked up and was met with the Scot's bright blue eyes. He carefully laid his hands on my upper arms. Leaning down a little towards me he inquired: “Why did you run away when we met in the corridors a few days ago? Was it something I did or said? Did I insult you in any way?”

At that question I dropped my eyes to the floor embarrassed. “I...I...I” When I looked up I only saw sincere wonder in his eyes. I rested my small hands on his muscular chest. “I was embarrassed and looked so handsome with your hair all messed up”,I admitted.

That was when Jamie gently caressed my cheek. “You think I’m good looking?” “Yes.”

My counterpart started to slowly lean in and I closed my eyes. Only a second later the lips that I was dreaming of since I met him connected with mine. They were warm and soft unlike I expected them to be. At first the kiss started out hesitant and lovingly but as I was kissing back Jamie became more sure of him self.

As the kiss became more demanding his hands wandered over my body. My own hands moved from his chest to around his neck. Suddenly he picked me up and carried me over to one of the tables. Without breaking the kiss Jamie pushed the pans and baskets full of things away and set me down. His hands moved to my hair as we carried on kissing.

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by expecto_patrONIX

so this is how I want to improve my English for my study. please request lots of things, also pairings between characters like stucky and everything.

Words: 52, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Fantastic Four, Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope, Star Wars Episode V: Empire Strikes Back, Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Sherlock Holmes (Downey films), Sherlock (TV), Robin Hood (BBC 2006), Hannibal (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, Jurassic Park (Movies), Jurassic World (2015), Once Upon a Time (TV), Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies), Now You See Me (Movies), Sweeney Todd (2007), Outlander (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Loki, Thor, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov, Sif (Marvel), Helmut Zemo, Scott Lang, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Stephen Strange, Peter Quill, Johnny Storm, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Han Solo, Rey, Poe Dameron, Finn, Phasma, Cassian Andor, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Allan a Dale, Robin Hood, Guy of Gisborne, Carter, Will Scarlet, Much, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Francis Dolarhyde, Matthew Brown, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Bill Weasley, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, Cedric Diggory, Bellatrix Lestrange, Barty Crouch Jr, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Newt Scamander, Gellert Grindelwald, Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin, Bofur, Ori - Character, Nori, Fíli, Kíli, Lindir, Thranduil, Alfrid, Legolas Greenleaf, Bard the Bowman, Aragorn, Pippin Took, Boromir, Haldir, Ian Malcolm, Owen Grady, Zach, Mad Hatter | Jefferson, Captain Hook | Killian Jones, Baelfire | Neal Cassidy, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, athor, Porthos, Aramis, d'Artagnan, King Louis - Character, Dylan Rhodes, Merritt McKinney, Sweeney Todd, Mrs Lovett, Anthony, Jamie Fraser, Dougal MacKenzie

Relationships: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, tony stark x reader, Bruce Banner x Reader, Loki x Reader, Thor x Reader, clint barton x reader, Pietro Maximoff x reader, wanda maximoff x reader, natasha romanoff x reader, Sif x reader, Zemo x reader, scott Lang x reader, Peter Parker x Reader, sam wilson x reader, Stephen strange x reader, Peter quill x reader - Relationship, johnny storm x reader, kylo ren x reader, hux x reader, Han Solo x reader, rey x reader, poe dameron x reader, phasma x reader, Finn x reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, John Watson x reader, Sherlock Holmes X Reader, Allan a dale x reader, Robin hood x reader, guy of gisborne x reader, carter x reader, Will Scarlet x reader, Much x reader, Will Graham x reader, Hannibal Lecter x reader, Francis Dolarhyde x reader, Matthew Brown x reader, harry potter x reader - Relationship, Ron Weasley x Reader, fred weasley x reader - Relationship, george weasley x reader, bill weasley x reader, ginny weasley x reader, luna lovegood x reader, Severus Snape x Reader, remus lupin x reader, Sirius Black x Reader, bellatrix lestrange x reader, tom riddle x reader, bartly crouch jr x reader, cedric diggory x reader, Hermione Granger/Reader, neville longbottom x reader - Relationship, Draco Malfoy x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, newt scamander x reader, gelert grindelwald x reader, Thorin Oakenshield x Reader, bilbo baggins x reader, Dwalin x Reader, Bofur x reader, ori x reader, Nori x Reader, Fili x reader - Relationship, Kili X Reader - Relationship, lindir x reader, Thranduil x Reader, alfrid x reader, Legolas X Reader, Bard x reader, aragorn x reader, pippin x reader, boromir x reader, haldir x reader, ian malcolm x reader, owen x reader, zach x reader, Jefferson x Reader, killian x reader, Rumplestiltskin x reader, captain jack sparrow x reader, will turner x reader, athos x reader, porthos x reader, Aramis x Reader, d'artagnan x reader, king louis x reader, dylan rhodes x reader, merritt mckinney x reader, sweeney todd x reader, anthony x reader, jamie Fraser x reader, dougal mackenzie x reader, Baelfire x reader

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One-Shots 4 all

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by expecto_patrONIX

so this is how I want to improve my English for my study. please request lots of things, also pairings between characters like stucky and everything.

Words: 52, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (2016), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Fantastic Four, Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope, Star Wars Episode V: Empire Strikes Back, Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Sherlock Holmes (Downey films), Sherlock (TV), Robin Hood (BBC 2006), Hannibal (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, Jurassic Park (Movies), Jurassic World (2015), Once Upon a Time (TV), Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies), Now You See Me (Movies), Sweeney Todd (2007), Outlander (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Loki, Thor, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov, Sif (Marvel), Helmut Zemo, Scott Lang, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Stephen Strange, Peter Quill, Johnny Storm, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux, Han Solo, Rey, Poe Dameron, Finn, Phasma, Cassian Andor, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Allan a Dale, Robin Hood, Guy of Gisborne, Carter, Will Scarlet, Much, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Francis Dolarhyde, Matthew Brown, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Bill Weasley, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, Cedric Diggory, Bellatrix Lestrange, Barty Crouch Jr, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Newt Scamander, Gellert Grindelwald, Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin, Bofur, Ori - Character, Nori, Fíli, Kíli, Lindir, Thranduil, Alfrid, Legolas Greenleaf, Bard the Bowman, Aragorn, Pippin Took, Boromir, Haldir, Ian Malcolm, Owen Grady, Zach, Mad Hatter | Jefferson, Captain Hook | Killian Jones, Baelfire | Neal Cassidy, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, athor, Porthos, Aramis, d'Artagnan, King Louis - Character, Dylan Rhodes, Merritt McKinney, Sweeney Todd, Mrs Lovett, Anthony, Jamie Fraser, Dougal MacKenzie

Relationships: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, tony stark x reader, Bruce Banner x Reader, Loki x Reader, Thor x Reader, clint barton x reader, Pietro Maximoff x reader, wanda maximoff x reader, natasha romanoff x reader, Sif x reader, Zemo x reader, scott Lang x reader, Peter Parker x Reader, sam wilson x reader, Stephen strange x reader, Peter quill x reader - Relationship, johnny storm x reader, kylo ren x reader, hux x reader, Han Solo x reader, rey x reader, poe dameron x reader, phasma x reader, Finn x reader, Cassian Andor/Reader, John Watson x reader, Sherlock Holmes X Reader, Allan a dale x reader, Robin hood x reader, guy of gisborne x reader, carter x reader, Will Scarlet x reader, Much x reader, Will Graham x reader, Hannibal Lecter x reader, Francis Dolarhyde x reader, Matthew Brown x reader, harry potter x reader - Relationship, Ron Weasley x Reader, fred weasley x reader - Relationship, george weasley x reader, bill weasley x reader, ginny weasley x reader, luna lovegood x reader, Severus Snape x Reader, remus lupin x reader, Sirius Black x Reader, bellatrix lestrange x reader, tom riddle x reader, bartly crouch jr x reader, cedric diggory x reader, Hermione Granger/Reader, neville longbottom x reader - Relationship, Draco Malfoy x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, newt scamander x reader, gelert grindelwald x reader, Thorin Oakenshield x Reader, bilbo baggins x reader, Dwalin x Reader, Bofur x reader, ori x reader, Nori x Reader, Fili x reader - Relationship, Kili X Reader - Relationship, lindir x reader, Thranduil x Reader, alfrid x reader, Legolas X Reader, Bard x reader, aragorn x reader, pippin x reader, boromir x reader, haldir x reader, ian malcolm x reader, owen x reader, zach x reader, Jefferson x Reader, killian x reader, Rumplestiltskin x reader, captain jack sparrow x reader, will turner x reader, athos x reader, porthos x reader, Aramis x Reader, d'artagnan x reader, king louis x reader, dylan rhodes x reader, merritt mckinney x reader, sweeney todd x reader, anthony x reader, jamie Fraser x reader, dougal mackenzie x reader, Baelfire x reader

Additional Tags: not only the characters but also their actors/actresses, Fluff, Angst, Smut, all of it really, whatever you want - Freeform, requests always open

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fanfics_4_all

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2jcEQ0A

by expecto_patrONIX

to improve my english for school. request anything but be clear about what you want please

ao3 deleted this so all the requests are gone so please if you guys are still out there please I beg you request again I am so so sorry.

for those who hadn't find this work yet: HI

also pairings between characters

Words: 13, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (Comics), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Fantastic Four, Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope, Star Wars Episode V: Empire Strikes Back, Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Sherlock Holmes (Downey films), Sherlock (TV), Robin Hood (BBC 2006), Hannibal (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, Jurassic Park (Movies), Jurassic World (2015), Once Upon a Time (TV), Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies), Now You See Me (Movies), Sweeney Todd (2007), Outlander (TV), musketeers - Fandom

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Other

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Loki, Thor, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov, Sif, Helmut Zemo, Scott Lang, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Stephen Strange, Peter Quill, Johnny Storm, Ben Solo, Armitage Hux, Han Solo, Rey, Poe Dameron, Finn, Phasma, Cassian Andor, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Allan a Dale, Robin Hood, Much, Guy of Gisbourne, Carter, Will Scarlet, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Francis Dolarhyde, Matthew Brown, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione, Luna Lovegood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Bill Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Bellatrix Lestrange, Severus Snape, Bartemius Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Newt Scamander, Gellert Grindelwald, Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Ori - Character, Nori, Bofur, Fíli, Kíli, Dwalin, Thranduil, Legolas, Boromir, Faramir, Lindir, Haldir, Bard, Alfrid, Aragorn, Pippin Took, Ian Malcolm, Owen Grady, Zach, Jefferson, Killian, bealfire, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Athos, Porthos, Aramis, d'Artagnan, King Louis - Character, Dylan Rhodes, Merritt McKinney, Mrs Lovett, Sweeney Todd, Anthony, Jamie Fraser, Dougal MacKenzie

Relationships: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, tony stark x reader, Bruce Banner x Reader, Loki x Reader, Thor x Reader, clint barton x reader, Pietro Maximoff x reader, wanda maximoff x reader, natasha romanov x reader, Sif x reader, helmut zemo x reader, scott Lang x reader, Peter Parker x Reader, sam wilson x reader, Stephen strange x reader, Peter quill x reader - Relationship, johnny storm x reader, Ben Solo x Reader, armitage hux x reader, Han Solo x reader, rey x reader, poe dameron x reader, Finn x reader, phasma x reader, cassian andor x reader, John Watson x reader, Sherlock Holmes X Reader, Allan a dale x reader, Robin hood x reader, Much x reader, guy of gisbourne x reader, carter x reader, Will Scarlet x reader, Will Graham x reader, Hannibal Lecter x reader, Francis Dolarhyde x reader, Matthew Brown x reader, harry potter x reader - Relationship, Ron Weasley x Reader, hermione x reader, luna lovegood x reader, fred weasley x reader - Relationship, george weasley x reader, Bill Weasley x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader, remus lupin x reader, bellatrix lestrange x reader, Severus Snape x Reader, barty crouch jr x reader, Cedric Diggory x Reader, tom riddle x reader, neville longbottom x reader - Relationship, Draco Malfoy x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, newt scamander x reader, gellert grindelwald x reader, Thorin Oakenshield x Reader, bilbo baggins x reader, ori x reader, Nori x Reader, Bofur x reader, Fili x reader - Relationship, Kili X Reader - Relationship, Dwalin x Reader, Thranduil x Reader, Legolas X Reader, boromir x reader, faramir x reader, lindir x reader, haldir x reader, Bard x reader, alfrid x reader, aragorn x reader, pippin took x reader, ian malcolm x reader, Owen Grady x reader, zach x reader, Jefferson x Reader, killian x reader, bealfire - Relationship, Rumplestiltskin x reader, jack sparrow x reader, will turner x reader, athos x reader, porthos x reader, Aramis x Reader, d'artagnan x reader, king louis x reader, dylan rhodes x reader, merritt mckinney x reader, mrs lovett x reader, sweeney todd x reader, anthony x reader, jamie Fraser x reader, dougal mackenzie x reader

Additional Tags: requests always open

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fanfics_4_all

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2jcEQ0A

by expecto_patrONIX

to improve my english for school. request anything but be clear about what you want please

ao3 deleted this so all the requests are gone so please if you guys are still out there please I beg you request again I am so so sorry.

for those who hadn't find this work yet: HI

also pairings between characters

Words: 1556, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Thor (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies), Doctor Strange (Comics), Guardians of the Galaxy (Movies), Fantastic Four, Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope, Star Wars Episode V: Empire Strikes Back, Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Sherlock Holmes (Downey films), Sherlock (TV), Robin Hood (BBC 2006), Hannibal (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies), The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, Jurassic Park (Movies), Jurassic World (2015), Once Upon a Time (TV), Pirates of the Caribbean (Movies), Now You See Me (Movies), Sweeney Todd (2007), Outlander (TV), musketeers - Fandom

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Other

Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Loki, Thor, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov, Sif, Helmut Zemo, Scott Lang, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Stephen Strange, Peter Quill, Johnny Storm, Ben Solo, Armitage Hux, Han Solo, Rey, Poe Dameron, Finn, Phasma, Cassian Andor, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Allan a Dale, Robin Hood, Much, Guy of Gisbourne, Carter, Will Scarlet, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Francis Dolarhyde, Matthew Brown, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione, Luna Lovegood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Bill Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Bellatrix Lestrange, Severus Snape, Bartemius Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Newt Scamander, Gellert Grindelwald, Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Ori - Character, Nori, Bofur, Fíli, Kíli, Dwalin, Thranduil, Legolas, Boromir, Faramir, Lindir, Haldir, Bard, Alfrid, Aragorn, Pippin Took, Ian Malcolm, Owen Grady, Zach, Jefferson, Killian, bealfire, Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Athos, Porthos, Aramis, d'Artagnan, King Louis - Character, Dylan Rhodes, Merritt McKinney, Mrs Lovett, Sweeney Todd, Anthony, Jamie Fraser, Dougal MacKenzie

Relationships: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, tony stark x reader, Bruce Banner x Reader, Loki x Reader, Thor x Reader, clint barton x reader, Pietro Maximoff x reader, wanda maximoff x reader, natasha romanov x reader, Sif x reader, helmut zemo x reader, scott Lang x reader, Peter Parker x Reader, sam wilson x reader, Stephen strange x reader, Peter quill x reader - Relationship, johnny storm x reader, Ben Solo x Reader, armitage hux x reader, Han Solo x reader, rey x reader, poe dameron x reader, Finn x reader, phasma x reader, cassian andor x reader, John Watson x reader, Sherlock Holmes X Reader, Allan a dale x reader, Robin hood x reader, Much x reader, guy of gisbourne x reader, carter x reader, Will Scarlet x reader, Will Graham x reader, Hannibal Lecter x reader, Francis Dolarhyde x reader, Matthew Brown x reader, harry potter x reader - Relationship, Ron Weasley x Reader, hermione x reader, luna lovegood x reader, fred weasley x reader - Relationship, george weasley x reader, Bill Weasley x Reader, Sirius Black x Reader, remus lupin x reader, bellatrix lestrange x reader, Severus Snape x Reader, barty crouch jr x reader, Cedric Diggory x Reader, tom riddle x reader, neville longbottom x reader - Relationship, Draco Malfoy x Reader, Lucius Malfoy x Reader, newt scamander x reader, gellert grindelwald x reader, Thorin Oakenshield x Reader, bilbo baggins x reader, ori x reader, Nori x Reader, Bofur x reader, Fili x reader - Relationship, Kili X Reader - Relationship, Dwalin x Reader, Thranduil x Reader, Legolas X Reader, boromir x reader, faramir x reader, lindir x reader, haldir x reader, Bard x reader, alfrid x reader, aragorn x reader, pippin took x reader, ian malcolm x reader, Owen Grady x reader, zach x reader, Jefferson x Reader, killian x reader, bealfire - Relationship, Rumplestiltskin x reader, jack sparrow x reader, will turner x reader, athos x reader, porthos x reader, Aramis x Reader, d'artagnan x reader, king louis x reader, dylan rhodes x reader, merritt mckinney x reader, mrs lovett x reader, sweeney todd x reader, anthony x reader, jamie Fraser x reader, dougal mackenzie x reader

Additional Tags: requests always open

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