#my beautiful killer princess back from the dead

[measlyscrapofseafood]

RINZLER NATION HOW DO WE FEEL

[ryleektv]

Can you write something for Lorenzo Berkshire and have it be where he love it when you wear pink? Like it’s his favorite color on you! Like one day when y’all are in his or your room and y’all are making out and then he sees you wearing a pink bra and then he checks to see if it’s a set and it is! So then it just leads to smut! If you don’t want to write this I’d understand.

AHHHHH omg the fact that i got this the SAME day i dressed up in all pink to go watch wicked is INSANE (wicked is absolutely amazing btw) like full glinda coded eyeshadow and pink eyeliner and everything. also i am sick (AGAIN, ive quite literally been sick constantly for the past 3 months bc my immune system might as well not exist)

anyways i hope this is good enough pooks

Favorite Color

(on his favorite girl)

bf!lorenzo berkshire x f!reader

WARNINGS: smut, unprotected p in v, fingering, ummm biting?, whipped Lorenzo, not proofread, lowkey not Toxic!Lorenzo??? SUMMARY: Lorenzo's favorite color was famously red. But on you? Pink all the way.

WC: 1.4k

"Hey, princess- okay then." Lorenzo stopped in the doorway, his hands up as he dodged the shoe you threw in his direction. "Why're you so pissed off, hm?"

You groaned out incoherent swears at him before flopping over onto your back, leaving you bed sheets warm where you had been. "What do you want?"

"To spend time with my beautiful sweet girlfriend and find out who pissed in her tea?" He questioned as he took a careful step forward. "What can I do, honey?"

"I don't know." You mumbled with a heavy sigh. "Don't hate me, but I don't think I wanna do date night out tonight."

Lorenzo took another few steps before sitting down at the edge of the bed, his thumb delicately brushing your cheek.

"I'd never hate you. You sure you don't want to go out? I know you love getting all dressed up to show off."

You watched him carefully as his fingers traced over your t-shirt. You'd gotten half way ready, your hair and makeup done perfectly, before you realized that not only was your dress in need to be washed, but it was pouring out, and your picnic date was a complete waste.

Lorenzo, of course, was quick to call and ask if you wanted to just go get dinner at a restaurant instead, to which you agreed. But, none of your other clothes seemed good enough, and to make matters even worse, you found out last minute that you flunked on an important Potion's exam.

"I don't even have anything to wear," You complained quietly, resting your head on his thigh and tugging the blankets back up so you'd stay warm.

He looked over at the piles of clothes thrown everywhere, but like a smart man, didn't say anything.

"Can we just stay in tonight?"

"Of course,"

"That is not realistic, I mean, who the hell stabs someone like that? And- and blood doesn't just spurt our like that unless you hit an artery." Lorenzo tutted, still tracing circles on your shoulder with the tip of his index finger. "That's just not how it works."

You looked up at him with furrowed brows, your head rested on his chest as you watched the horror movie on the screen with your boyfriend. "Why the hell do you suddenly know so much about the logics of stabbing? Should I be concerned, Enzo?"

"No, I'm just saying. There's science behind this stuff, and if the were really that interested in spending what I assume to be millions on making this movie, you'd think they would at least put a little research into it."

"You're psychotic."

"It turns you on, though." He looked down at you as he wiggled his eyebrows jokingly.

You rolled your eyes with a smile and turned back to the television and watched as the killer proceeded to drag the protagonists dead body towards the woods.

"Deny it, maybe?"

You burst out laughing and looked up at Enzo who was watching you with a mixture of concern and amusement. "Oh, baby, I'm not denying shit."

Lorenzo's brown eyes stared down at you with a sparkle you could recognize from a mile away, his lips brushing up into a smirk.

"Enzo," You whispered, fully intending to spur him on.

His lips immediately crashed to yours, his hands tugging you closer as yours went to his hair.

You let out a soft sigh, eliciting a quiet groan from Lorenzo as he seemed to try to pull you impossibly closer to him. You could feel him already touching all over you, exploring every inch of your body as if it was his first time near a woman.

Still continuing your quickly escalating make-out session, he maneuvered the two of you so he was propped up over your body, his teeth nipping at you bottom lip before his tongue met yours in a familiar dance.

His hands came back to your hair, stroking over it as you pulled at him, both of you already breathing heavily into each other's mouths, gasping in each other's air as it got hotter.

And because Lorenzo would rather die than do it himself, you gently pushed him up so the two of you could breathe properly for a moment, his wild eyes staring down into yours as he gasped for breath, his lips swollen and wet as he grinned.

"Go lock the door," You murmured, four words that drove him mad, quickly scrambling off of you and practically running to the door as he fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.

If only he'd put as much effort into his school work as he did locking the door when you'd ask.

You sat up slightly, pulling the oversized t-shirt over your head to reveal the pink lace bra you'd planned to wear for your restaurant date.

Lorenzo shuddered out a breath as his eyes dropped to the bra, lips parted slightly as his eyes softened. "Fucking hell,"

His gaze hovered over your breasts before looking up at you with a questioning whisper, "Is it?"

"Why don't you come see for yourself?" You grabbed his belt loop with your middle finger, pulling him over to you before rejoining your lips with his as he climbed back over you, smiling into the kiss as you lifted your hips to help as he slowly pulled down your shorts.

You watched as his eyes darkened at the sight of your matching pink panties, Enzo's fingers rubbing slow circles on your clit over the fabric as you let out a soft sigh of relief.

"I don't think I tell you enough how beautiful you are." He mumbled against your lips as he slowly pushed the fabric of your panties to the side and easily pushed two fingers into you.

You let out a gasping moan, pulling on his hair as he curled his fingers hard inside of you, picking up the pace as flashes of heat grew all over your body in pulses.

"Enzo- shit- fuck me, please just-" You cut off with a whimper. "Just fuck me already." You practically pleaded as your eyes welled up with tears at the pleasure of his fingers curling perfectly inside you, his thumb starting up rough circles on your clit.

Lorenzo must have been like a dog in heat tonight, because he was clearly too desperate to make you beg, instead just undoing his belt and pulling off his pants and boxers faster than you'd ever seen him before.

His tip pressed against your entrance as he rested his forehead against yours, letting out a groan as he slipped in, your back arching at the perfect fit.

"Oh, fuck, Enzo," You breathed, arms wrapping over your shoulders as he started slowly thrusting in and out of you.

He buried his face into the crook of your neck, gently biting at your flesh as he sped up. "You feel so good, princess."

Your head tipped back as you felt his fingers speeding up as they circled your clit again, making the knot in your stomach form far faster than usual.

You pressed your hips back against his, meeting it time with his thrusts and pushing him deeper inside of you as you listened to his moans pressed into your skin, your own mouth agape as you whined at the sharp tug of your skin between his teeth.

"Oh, Gods, Enzo- Enzo, I'm so fucking close." You moaned into his hair, nails digging into his tensed back as you closed your eyes, legs shaking slightly.

"C'mon, I've got you." He pulled away from your neck, kissing the corner of your mouth. "I am too."

With one more thrust you tipped over the edge, vision going blank as you gave way to the waves of please, heat coursing through your body as if your blood was replaced with lava, chest heaving as tears slipped past your waterline, rolling down your cheeks before Lorenzo gently kissed them away.

You wrapped your legs tighter around Lorenzo as he was about to pull out, interrupting his panicked glance, "I'll get a vial." You breathed, with less than a second difference before he was finishing inside of you, the both of you moaning at the feeling.

Lorenzo flopped down on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist as his face buried in your chest. "I love you,"

You brushed back his hair with the tips of your fingers, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I love you, too, Enzo."

i kinda hate this too but thats okay bc i wrote it was 3am and thats excuse enough

requests are open as always and i promise i am in fact still working on a slytherin boys christmas im just severely behind

[pillow-princess-diaries]

𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊! 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Summary: your boyfriend has a dark secret; and now the cat’s out if the bag.

Pairing: Serial-Killer-Chuuya! X Fem!reader

Tw: murder?? Kinda graphic gore i think? Blood, cunnilingus, safe sex, use of a ribbed condom,dirty talk (psycho is used) after care! (Pls lmk if i missed anything!)

W/C: 1.3k

A/N: Hi There!! Here’s a little chuuya piece because this man lives in my head rent-fuxking-free! Thank you to @chuuyassluttychoker @falloutjuli and @sapphic-serenade for feedback🥰 ilyall frr

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DON'T FOLLOW, YOU'LL BE BLOCKED!

Serial killer chuuya! Who was fully in love with you the moment he saw you

Serial killer chuuya! Who carves out love notes to you across the flesh of his victims

Serial killer chuuya! Who lives out his darkest fantasies with his victims,who imagines you watching as he kills the people who so much as inconvenience you

Serial killer chuuya! Who loves the feeling of holding a life in the palm of his hands and snuffing it out just as easily,but could never even fathom hurting you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who wants you by his side as he kills,he’ll teach u to hold a knife and shoot a gun,he just wants you by his side when he’s at his highest.

Serial killer chuuya! Who treats you like you’re an angel and practically worships the ground you walk on,who’s so devoted to you that if you asked him to kill himself,he would.

Serial killer chuuya! Who tries to keep his clothes clean,to ease your conscience and not raise suspicion. He loves you and would never want you to worry or stress. Perfection is what you deserve, and so a perfect boyfriend is what he’ll be!

Serial killer chuuya! Who goes absolute apeshit on the man who harassed you when you were out with your girlfriends. That bastard thinks he can mess with his doll????? His princess??? Not while he has any say in it!

Serial killer chuuya! Who slowly disects the man antemortem so he feels every second of it,images of your tortured and broken body and blood curdling screams for help driving his anger,ofc none of that happened,but he’s such an over-thinker when it comes to you that the worst case scenarios cross his mind.

Serial killer chuuya! Who enters a sort of trance as he literally rips the man to shreds,he isnt in the alleyway anymore,he’s in a dark room and your beaten and dead body is beside him.your screams for help,for him, playing in his mind like a broken record. How could he let this happen?

Serial killer chuuya! Who cuts the mans chest open and gently pulls at his heart. Who makes sure his victim is still just conscience enough to feel it before he rips the bastard’s heart from his chest,crushing it in his palm and getting blood everywhere.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks over at your dead body and rushes to you,the blood of your killer now staining your face as he holds you,cradling you in his arms.

Serial killer chuuya! Who lets out the most blood curdling scream of sorrow,melancholy and grief ever heard to mankind,who rocks back and forth and hold you close,his angel now gone back to her kind.

Serial killer chuuya! Who’s broken out of his trance when he feels a hand on his cheek and hears a voice in his ear.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks up to see you,alive.He’s not in the dark room and you’re not dead.

Serial killer chuuya! Who notices the look of concern in your eyes and then remembers what he was doing,who instantly goes into a panic and starts making excuses just to be silenced by your, “chuu,are you okay?”

Serial killer chuuya! who stands up and pulls you into a kiss,which you eagerly return. Who finally gathers his bearings before saying, “i-i- can explain.”

Serial killer chuuya! Who is caught off guard when you hold his cheek and tell him it’s okay,That you’ve known for a while and dont mind.

Serial killer chuuya!who asks you how you could love a ‘monster’ like him,and almosts melts when you reply, “well,every beast needs his beauty”

Serial killer chuuya! Who picks you up and practically flies you to your shared apartment before entering via the window and then promptly throwing you onto the plush mattress.

Serial killer chuuya! Who answers your puzzles look with a simple “gotta treat my girl for bein’ so good to me,tonight it’s you I’m making scream, angel”

Serial killer chuuya! Who quickly discards his clothes before climbing onto the bed,still covered in blood,ready to fuck you senseless;who looks up at you from his place between your legs for permission,he’d never do anything you didnt want him to!

Serial killer chuuya! Who,the moment he registers your little nod,dives into your pussy,laughing as he notices just how wet you’d become.

Serial killer chuuya! who says,nose against your folds, “looks like my angel’s just as fucked up as me~ did seeing me murdering that bastard turn you on you fuckin psycho”

Serial killer chuuya! Who doesn’t wait for you to answer before he dives back in,his tongue snaking up your wet pussy,lapping up your juices and sucking on your clit,abusing the little nub with how hard he’s going

Serial killer chuuya! who makes you cum just with that,and taking all your slick in without hesitation,when he looks up at you, your release is dribbling down his chin and the lower half of his face is a mess! But you’d be damned if the sight didnt make you moan.

Serial killer chuuya! Who climbs up on top of you,his bloody fingers lifting your clothes up off your body before he feels you up,cupping your tits and gettin blood all over you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks down at his leaky shaft and smirks as he rubs his tip along your folds,teasing you,until you BEG

Serial killer chuuya! Who lets you beg for a second before thrusting into your wet hole,who relishes in the feeling of you squeezing his cock and hearing Your sweet whines and moans as he goes deeper and deeper till he’s balls deep,buried to the hilt.

Serial killer chuuya! Who locks you in a mating press,watching as your eyes screw shut,as you moan his name and as your tits bounce with the force of his thrusts.

Serial killer chuuya! Who pulls out just to rut right back into you and pulls out momentarily again to put on a ribbed condom. He isn’t gonna be irresponsible just because he’s horny!

Serial killer chuuya! Who slowly inserts himself back in before fucking you senseless, the speed of his thrusts,combined with the texture of the condom and his expert directing of said thrusts,making you see stars and taking away your ability to speak.

Serial killer chuuya! Who makes you cum a minimum of 4 times before even considering stopping, he’s cum just as much and while you’d love to feel his hot,sticky release coating your walls,he cant risk you getting pregnant, not when he is the way he is.

Serial killer chuuya! Who finally pulls out for the last time and discards the condom before picking you up,bridal style and carrying you to your bathtub,running a bath for you with all your favorite bath-bombs,aroma oils and soaps.

Serial killer chuuya! who washes both you and himseld clean,the water turning a rusty red as you’re both cleansed of the evidence of his crimes.

Serial killer chuuya! who gently dries your hair and body before doing his own and giving you your favorite t-shirt of his.He get’s into his shorts and sleep shirt, changing the sheets to some fresh new ones before laying you down and climbing in beside you,spooning you and snuggling close.

Serial killer chuuya! Who buries his face in the crook of your neck,leaving little butterfly kisses and whispering how you’re too good for him and how he’ll never EVER let anyone hurt you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who can kill like it’s his passion and torture like it’s a game,but who could never hurt you even if he tried and who’d sell his soul to see you happy.

Serial killer chuuya! Who love’s you like a song,keeps you like an oath and is the beast to your beauty.

And finally, serial killer chuuya! Who hopes that just like in the story,you’ll be the one to break his curse, and free him of his sins.

Tag List: @sapphic-serenade @diagonal-queen

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Summaries under the cut

Goddess Girls by Joan Holub

Athena has always been above average. She has never quite fit in at Triton Junior High, but who would've guessed that Athena is actually a goddess? Principal Zeus's daughter, to be exact.

When she's summoned to Mount Olympus Academy, Athena thinks she might actually fit in for the first time in her life. But in some ways, school on Mount Olympus is not that different from down on Earth, and Athena is going to have to deal with the baddest mean girl in history: Medusa!

Ruby Redfort by Lauren Child

Here's the low-down on Ruby she's a genius code-cracker, a daring detective, and a gadget-laden special agent who just happens to be a thirteen-year-old girl. She and her slick side-kick butler, Hitch, foil crimes and get into loads of scrapes with evil villains, but they're always ice-cool in a crisis. In LOOK INTO MY EYES, we go right back to Ruby's beginnings as an agent. When an anonymous caller sets Ruby a challenge, it's not long before she finds her way into the HQ of the most secret of secret agencies -- SPECTRUM. They need her help to crack a code but her desk job soon spirals into an all-out action adventure, as Ruby uncovers the dastardly plans of the formidable Fool's Gold Gang!

The Arkwell Academy by Mindee Arnett

Sixteen-year-old Dusty Everhart breaks into houses late at night, but not because she’s a criminal. No, she’s a Nightmare.

Literally.

Being the only Nightmare at Arkwell Academy, a boarding school for magickind, and living in the shadow of her mother’s infamy, is hard enough. But when Dusty sneaks into Eli Booker’s house, things get a whole lot more complicated. He’s hot, which means sitting on his chest and invading his dreams couldn’t get much more embarrassing. But it does. Eli is dreaming of a murder.

Then Eli’s dream comes true.

Now Dusty has to follow the clues—both within Eli’s dreams and out of them—to stop the killer before more people turn up dead. And before the killer learns what she’s up to and marks her as the next target.

Hitty, Her First Hundred Years by Rachel Field

Hitty is a doll of great charm and character. It is indeed a privilege to publish her memoirs, which, besides being full of the most thrilling adventures on land and sea, also reveal her delightful personality. One glance at her portrait will show that she is no ordinary doll. Hitty, or Mehitable as she was really named, was made in the early 1800s for Phoebe Preble, a little girl from Maine. Young Phoebe was very proud of her beautiful doll and took her everywhere, even on a long sailing trip in a whaler. This is the story of Hitty's years with Phoebe, and the many that follow in the life of a well-loved doll.

George's Secret Key to the Universe by Lucy and Steven Hawking

George's parents, who have always been wary of technology, warn him about their new neighbors: Eric is a scientist and his daughter, Annie, seems to be following in his footsteps. But when George befriends them and Cosmos, their super-computer, he finds himself on a wildly fun adventure, while learning about physics, time, and the universe. With Cosmos's help, he can travel to other planets and a black hole. But what would happen if the wrong people got their hands on Cosmos?

May Bird by Jodi Lynn Anderson

Most people aren't very comfortable in the woods, but the woods of Briery Swamp fit May Bird like a fuzzy mitten. There, she is safe from school and the taunts and teases of kids who don't understand her. Hidden in the trees, May is a warrior princess, and her cat, Somber Kitty, is her brave guardian.

Then May falls into the lake.

When she crawls out, May finds herself in a world that most certainly does not feel like a fuzzy mitten. In fact it is a place few living people have ever seen. Here, towns glow blue beneath zipping stars and the people -- people? -- walk through walls. Here the Book of the Dead holds the answers to everything in the universe. And here, if May is discovered, the horrifyingly evil Bo Cleevil will turn her into nothing.

May Bird must get out.

Fast.

Half Upon a Time by James Riley

Life’s no fairy tale for Jack. After all, his father's been missing ever since that incident with the beanstalk and the giant, and his grandfather keeps pushing him to get out and find a princess to rescue. Who'd want to rescue a snobby, entitled princess anyway? Especially one that falls out of the sky wearing a shirt that says "Punk Princess," and still denies she's royalty. In fact, May doesn't even believe in magic. Yeah, what's that about? May does need help though--a huntsman is chasing her, her grandmother has been kidnapped, and Jack thinks it’s all because of the Wicked Queen . . . mostly because May’s grandmother might just be the long-lost Snow White.

The Moorchild by Eloise Jarvis McGraw

Half moorfolk and half human, and unable to shape-shift or disappear at will, Moql threatens the safety of the Band. So the Folk banish her and send her to live among humans as a changeling. Named Saaski by the couple for whose real baby she was swapped, she grows up taunted and feared by the villagers for being different, and is comfortable only on the moor, playing strange music on her bagpipes.  

As Saaski grows up, memories from her forgotten past with the Folks slowly emerge. But so do emotions from her human side, and she begins to realize the terrible wrong the Folk have done to the humans she calls Da and Mumma. She is determined to restore their child to them, even if it means a dangerous return to the world that has already rejected her once.

The Genius Files by Dan Gutman

Coke McDonald and his twin sister, Pepsi, think their family’s cross-country RV vacation is nothing to get excited about...until they’re chased off a cliff, locked in a burning school, and receive mysterious messages in codes and ciphers. From California to Wisconsin, it’s a race against time to find out who’s after Coke and Pep, who’s leaving the notes...and just what being a part of The Genius Files entails!

Time Cat by Lloyd Alexander

Gareth's definitely no ordinary cat. For one thing, he can talk. For another, he's got the power to travel through time. And the instant he tells this to Jason, the two of them are in ancient Egypt, on the first of nine amazing adventures that Jason will never forget.

[chochomin]

snowfall (toji x fem! oc)

minors dni! cw/tags: smut with plot, piv, megumi doesnt exist yet, angst with post angst fluff, height difference, pet names (princess, brat, doll, pretty girl) loss of virginity, love bombing, and violence AN: this made me get carpel tunnel lmao i hate my computer character disc: Umeko Koizumi "the plum blossom sorcerer" known for her curse reversal healing technique and beautiful domain expansion causing those trapped in to violently choke on pollen and flowers. She is 149cm or 4'8, hip length plum shade hair; with a plum blossom hairpin accompanying her lengths, she has cloudy grey eyes with long dark eyelashes with a look of graceful sorrow, she wields a katana.

"special grade sorcerer huh? Bring it on, princess."

the trip began as Umeko had gotten commissioned on a mission in Okinawa to defeat a grotesque curse that took the appearance of a living mass, a tumor of abomination, the mass would scream and birth out different living things of the biome. Yes, it was a curse, but it was quite odd seeing tropical fish in the snowy weather. with one final blow, the curse dissipated into dark smoke.

"mmmphh..why did they even commission me..?" Umeko sighed sheathing her sword to then start going on a soothing walking the gorgeous scenery..silence..for once.

Umeko was always a people pleaser but only did it to protect the innocent. it broke her heart to see people die. Lost in thought, now caught off guard by a deep calloused laugh, she unsheathed the ages old cursed weapon.

"special grade sorcerer, huh? bring it on, princess." it was no other than Toji Zen'in, 'The Sorcerer Killer' "i heard things about you, Zen'in," her breath fogged in the cold air "oh please, just call me Toji. it doesnt matter since youll be dead soon." another chuckle before their weapons clash "oh dont be so confident." she kicked and spun around him "cursed technique: petal swarm!" umeko yelled jumping high into a tree with the blossoms swarming Toji in the mauve delicate blooms, "brat!" he husked before a clink of a chain captured the branch she was attacking from then falling into his grasp, fast. Umeko didnt try to escape, her arms still free. "domain expansion: fall of blossom" the scenery around them turning into a pristine landscape of plum trees and pagodas, Toji fell to his knees choking on the petals and pollen that fell before him "my domain is to make my opponent suffocate on the blossoms that grow and to make my allies heal from their injuries-" Toji crawled up and slashed his weapon across her face then impaling her kidney "thats..aughh..what..cunts like..oughh you get" blood and petals he spat onto her as she started to scream in pure agony watching her guts and blood spill onto the snow "..cur..cursed..reversal..technique..everlasting beauty,," she held onto the shredded fabric as her wounds healed "you're going to pretend like you don't know me, Umeko, and try to fight me like a silly little curse." he spat onto the sorcerer's almost revealed chest, her kimono shred to rags. "Its been a long time and you tell me to bring it on like im some long term rival?" warm tears stung her freezing cheeks as the snow started to fall harder.

umeko fell to the ground sobbing and begging forgiveness "toji..." she looked into his viridescent eyes with her snowy ones full of tears. "spit it out." he stared down at her "tell me youre proud and..that you didnt want to kill me..and that..you love me back" she hiccuped and shivered. Toji picked her up and wrapped his haori around her befor kissing her frozen lips

"i love you, but i hate you for leaving."

Placed on the bed undressed, her hairpin pulled out, her waves falling onto the silk sheets, harsh aggressive but gentle and loving kisses all over her body made her gasp and whimper her lovers name "toji..gentleplea..se" he left love bites across her collarbone making her squirm "let me indulge in you." the fire cracked and small licks were made to her untouched folds, his large calloused hands spread her full plump thighs apart. "not a chance" he breathed harshly out of his nose and lapped her sensitive pearl like he hadnt eaten in days. "toji,,toji..imclose.." she breathed before shrieking as one of his thick fingers entered her, ruining the rhythm making the knot dissipate. "feels good? dont it?" he teased as she swept her bangs from her brows to embarrassingly cover her face. "mmm don't hide your face, pretty girl" he frowned removing his fingers to move her hands "wha,,nooo" she blubbered before getting stretched with an unfamiliar feeling. he was heavy in her, pressing her down into a mating press. she felt like she was dying. toji held onto the window ceil above and stared down on the flustered mess that was umeko, she released sounds of bliss as his length plummeted in and out of her, shaking her cherry wood bed which she was begging him to be careful not to break but he promised no promises. "is it okay..if i cum inside of you?" toji grunted, his hips rutting then getting eager pleads for him to. Toji growled biting deep onto umekos full breast making her scream and release around him for his to eventually paint her insides.

the night seemed endless they both ravenous for each other but umeko would fall into toji's embrace at the end of the night "i love you and i dont want to leave your side," he vowed kissing her gently

The snow fell and blood trickled down his weapon, the sorcerer gone like the rest. but this time it wasnt out of hate or malice but because she had gotten struck with disease,,

[cafenostalgique]

My ultimate film watchlist (1980s)

1930s-1940s | 1950s | 1960s-1970s | 1990s | 2000s | 2010s

Hello! This is part four of my ultimate film watchlist. To get the full explanation, please see part one until the 1930s-1940s link above. I assume you know what's going on by this point, so let's move on to the list!

The 80s holds a special place in my heart for films, tv, fashion, and beauty. The 80s definitely rivals that of the 50s in terms of quality of writing and filmography. I don't know where I would be if my mom had not been watching Dirty Dancing on our big tv when Patrick Swayze passed away. I don't think I would be so into films the way I am now. Please let me know if you think anything should be added to this list!

Also, I feel it should be said, I have not checked every single film for being soft-core pornography, so please be sure to look at reviews before watching any lesser-known films just to be sure it's appropriate for your viewing experience! If anything is seriously inappropriate, please let me know and I will add a warning or remove it from the list <3

watched | loved | wouldn’t watch again | holiday

1980

Airplane

Caddyshack

Friday the 13th

Herbie Goes Bananas

Popeye

Star Wars Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back

The Blues Brothers

The Last Flight of Noah's Ark

The Shining

1981

Dragonslayer

Escape from New York

Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior

Raiders of the Lost Ark

Scanners

Stripes

The Evil Dead

The Fox and the Hound

Time Bandits

1982

Blade Runner

E.T. The Extra-Terrestrial

Grease 2

Night Crossing

Poltergeist

The Thing

Tron

1983

A Christmas Story

Flashdance

Risky Business

Scarface

Sleepaway Camp

Star Wars Episode VI - Return of the Jedi

Staying Alive

Terms of Endearment

The Outsiders

Valley Girl

1984

1984

A Nightmare on Elm Street

Beverly Hills Cop

Ghostbusters

Gremlins

Footloose

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom

Paris, Texas

Purple Rain

Repo Man

Sixteen Candles

The Karate Kid

The Neverending Story

The Terminator

1985

Back to the Future

Clue

Desperately Seeking Susan

Girls Just Want to Have Fun

One Magic Christmas

Perfect

Re-Animator

Return to Oz

Reanimator

St. Elmo's Fire

The Black Cauldron

The Breakfast Club

The Goonies

The Return of the Living Dead

Weird Science

1986

Chopping Mall

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Hannah and Her Sisters

Invaders from Mars

Labyrinth

Little Shop of Horrors

Pretty in Pink

Stand By Me

The Adventures of Milo & Otis

Top Gun

1987

Adventures in Babysitting

Brodcast News

Can't Buy Me Love

Evil Dead 2

Dirty Dancing

Full Metal Jacket

Innerspace

Lethal Weapon

Moonstruck

Predator

Robocop

Spaceballs

The Lost Boys

The Princess Bride

1988

Akira

Big

Beetlejuice

Child's Play

Die Hard

Elvira: Mistress of the Dark

Grave of the Fireflies

Hairspray

Killer Klowns from Outer Space

My Neighbor Totoro

Mystic Pizza

Oliver & Company

The Blob

The Land Before Time

They Live

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Working Girl

1989

Back to the Future Part II

Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure

Dead Poet's Society

Drugstore Cowboy

Field of Dreams

Heathers

Honey, I Shrunk the Kids

Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

My Left Foot

Pet Sematary

Say Anything...

Steel Magnolias

The Little Mermaid

When Harry Met Sally

[gaslightgatekeepgirlbosscombat]

Group H, Round 3, Poll 2:

Propaganda under the cut

Medea

Her husband divorced her so to get back at him she burned his new bride alive, murdered her own children and casually escaped justice in a chariot pulled by dragons and *made from the sun.* She is iconic and I love her.

propaganda from @apollosgiftofprophecy

Princess with Phenomenal Cosmic Powers, granddaughter of the Titan of the Sun, Helios, and Priestess of Hecate, the literal Goddess of MagicStarts out a classic fairy tale (with a few murders in the mix for flavor)Jason (the man/husband she sacrificed EVERYTHING for) thought it would be totally alright to cheat on his sorceress wife with some princess and - double whammy - he planned to keep Medea as his mistress after he married this random princess!When she confronts him, he shows his true colors as a world-class bastard and she reminds him that he's only still alive, and only completed his quest for the Golden Fleece, because of her. (WHICH IS TRUE)To get back at him, Medea orchestrates the death of said princess (and indirectly the king's too, whoopsies :) ) by sending a beautiful dress for her that was laced with poison that caused the princess to catch on fire, and also killed whoever touched her (the king)She then murders her and Jason's two kids (after some emotional dilemma because she actually cares about them while Jason Does Not) and exits the kingdom In Style - how? Like this:Rises into the air on a golden chariot pulled by dragons given to her by Helios When Jason says the gods with avenge him, she tells him "lol, good luck with that oathbreaker!" and flies off into the night Like A Bossa little more context here: Jason's godly patron was Hera, the literal goddess of family and marriage. And he was going to abandon his children and break his vows to Medea.Also, she never is punished for any of this stuff, meaning her actions have the (reluctant :) always good to be morally gray) approval of the gods. She's one of the only nuanced female characters in Greek Mythology, and by god is she interestingThis, my friends, is why Medea is the ultimate Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss.

Hannibal Lecter

the og of gaslight gatekeep girlboss! he manipulates will graham and the fbi from the start, leads will to believe he has committed a large amount of gruesome murders by taking advantage of his encephalitis leading to him getting arrested, turning the people he trusts against him. he goes out to crime scenes HE CAUSED with the fbi to profile the killers and always stays one step ahead! absolute king

"Hannibal gaslights Will so hard that the latter thinks he (a) hallucinated a killer that was legitimately in the room and (b) that he blacked out and murdered their surrogate daughter. (Also manipulated at least one of his psychiatric patients into becoming a murderer in a prehistoric furry costume) He gatekeeps the FBI for fucking years, only showing what he wants to. Really messes with their minds by leaving DNA and voice recordings of a supposedly dead girl. (Then gaslights *her* so she believes someone completely different held her captive) Even when he was arrested, it was only because he chose to surrender — only so his One True Murder Husband-to-be would know where he was. Hannibal is also determined to succeed in whatever he does. In fact, failure is not his vocabulary. He confidently commits all his murders, makes puns literally every episode about his cannibalism, and always seems to have control over his situation. Even in prison, he plays and wins all the mental games he chooses to dabble in. Hannibal is a gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss bastard and I love him. Pls vote for him"

literally gaslighted will graham throughout season one. also induced seizures, committed major medical malpractice, allowed brain fever to occur, then promptly framed him for murder and attempted to convince him that he had done it. 10/10 insane gay behaviour. gatekeeps the serial killing community by repeatedly murdering other serial killers (tobias budge, that weird racist eye guy, probably other people). also gatekeeps the dante community, also with murder. girlboss in everything he does. the cannibal puns, shattering the fourth wall by looking at the camera, the camp gayness……… the list goes on.

The entire plot is him gaslighting will and gatekeeping various things from various characters and he girlbosses his way through murder and cannibalism

Please don't make me answer this.

Literally a cannibal who is a psychologist who manipulates will graham a lot

[neilperryismine]

Sharing the films I’ve watched this year (copied from @lefthandedspaghetti )

1. Joy

2. The Patriot

3. I Know What Did Last Summer

4. I Still Know What You Did Last Summer

5. The Hunger Games

6. Mean Girls The Musical

7. The Hunger Games: Catching Fire

8. One Life

9. Real Women Have Curves

10. No Hard Feelings

11. Lady Bird

12. Knives Out

13. 10 Things I Hate About You

14. Clueless

15. Sabrina

16. Shakespeare in Love

17. Pride and Prejudice

18. Sense and Sensibility

19. Crazy Rich Asians

20. Back to the Future

21. Back to the Future 2

22. Back to the Future 3

23. Far and Away

24. Damsel

25. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

26. Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

27. Bottoms

28. Red, White & Royal Blue

29. Primal Fear

30. Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour (Taylor’s Version)

31. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

32. Iron Man

33. Bodies Bodies Bodies

34. Jurassic Park

35. Mary Poppins

36. The Boys in the Boat

37. Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End

38. Peter Rabbit

39. Passengers

40. The Help

41. Death on the Nile

42. Spiderman: Homecoming

43. The Avengers

44. Love, Rosie

45. How to Date Billy Walsh

46. Fear Street Part 2: 1978

47. Bridget Jones Baby

48. Emma (1996)

49. When Harry Met Sally

50. Miranda’s Victim

51. *Dead Poets Society* !!!!!

52. Sleepless in Seattle

53. Runaway Bride

54. Dead Poets Society (again, yes😔)

55. Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol. 1

56. Little Miss Sunshine

57. Jurassic World

58. Scream 5

59. The Boys Next Door

60. Barbie Princess Charm School

61. Mamma Mia!

62. The Zone of Interest

63. Jumanji

64. Matilda

65. Married to It (rsl)

66. Hairspray

67. Good Will Hunting

68. In the Gloaming (rsl again)

69. Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules!

70. Killers of the Flower Moon

71. My Big Fat Greek Wedding 3

72. Billy Elliot

73. Tape (rsl and ethan)

74. The Blackening

75. The Money Pit

76. The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader

77. Little Women

78. About Time

79. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off

80. Turtles All The Way Down

81. Lullaby

82. Beautiful Boy

83. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1

84. Thelma & Louise

85. The Talented Mr Ripley

86. Father of the Bride

87. Father of the Bride Part II

88. Stand By Me

89. Girl, Interrupted

90. The Map of Perfect Tiny Things

91. The Wedding Planner

92. The Sixth Sense

93. Living

94. Big

95. Speed

96. Love & other drugs

97. Notting Hill

98. Five Feet Apart

99. The Outsiders

100. Before Sunrise (ethan)

101. Parenthood

102. Terms of Endearment

103. The Matrix

104. Fight Club

105. Leave the World Behind (ethan)

106. Bride Wars

107. Forrest Gump

108. Dazed and Confused

109. Don’t Tell Mum the Babysitter’s Dead (josh charles)

110. The Breakfast Club

111. Legally Blonde

112. Hidden Figures

113. Confessions of a Shopaholic

114. Three Men and a Baby

115. The Fault in our Stars

116. Sister Act: Back in the Habit

I definitely have a problem and this probably isn’t even all the films I’ve watched this year :/

But my favourites have been the ones I’ve watched since dead poets society (obv including it) mainly cause they’ve been a bit weird or different like tape!!

any film recommendations are welcome!! :)

[newkatzkafe2023]

Masterlist

Genderbend Villainous Disney Princesses x yandere reader

Bio

Name: (Y/n) (L/n)

Gender: Female

Eye color: (e/c)

Hair color: (h/c)

Age: 21

Personality

You are a whole enigma. You are calm, but energetic, you are gentle, but firm you are Curious, but cautious you are smart but not very bright. Everything about you is Contradicting but But one thing for sure you are very Terrifying when ready and being a selective mute doesn't help much and you always able to weaponize something Whether it be a pencil or somebody's rusted keys. You once killed a squirrel with your own teeth therefore the prey animals avoid you but the predators of the forest seem to like and respect you and help you out when things get tough. You can be very protective of yourself and anyone around you and will do whatever you can to help out. Though if anybody ever double-cross you, well they won't find the body. Even with your feral predator and serial killer like instincts you are very logical and critical thinker you are able to solve puzzles and create tools you can use for your everyday life. More then anything you want find love and have a big family. You developed a love for children because the predators would let you babysit their offerings every time the need to hunt. Overall you are a universal yandere where you love and want to keep anybody who comes across you and you treehouse home.

Powers/abilities

Weapon Creation: if you Familiar with the video game Dead Rising. You can create weapons to kill zombies.you make weapons and tools to help you with your chores Or to hunt for prey or defend yourself or your household.

Photographic memory: you can remember the things you see even if you don't remember the name.

Night Vision: you trained yourself to see and hunt in the dark.

Animal Kingdom: you are very close friends with the Animal predators of your home

Aguculture: you can gather resources to help you survive you can Collect different herbs and Spices. You can also grow Fruits and vegetables you even can grow Fruits trees even faster.

Hyper awareness: you can hear from miles away and pinpoint what your trying to hear.

Slight Super strength: you are strong but not to strong you can carry heavy furniture in your home like a couch or bed frame.

Basic Fighting skills: you've had altercations over the years and have picked up a thing in the streets or have playfully play fight with the predator animals.

Basic First Aid: you have First aid kit full of bandaids, Bandages, alcohol pads, and Medicines for various illnesses.

Appearance

Your mostly seen a pure white dress and some black mary jane flats. Your outfits change along seasons and can go back to your original white dress in the spring. You hair is put up into pigtails alot of the time or a messy bun in other times. You also wear glasses with some cracked lenses so it's somewhat difficult for you to see.

Relationships

Jasmir: When you First Met Jasmir he was Arrogant and Greedy. He wanted your attention constantly and he quickly started to semi- annoy you and he was super cute to you but when you got sick of him the second the Sultan heard you voice, Things began to change between the two of you as you went to Apologize Jasmir did so first. Jasmir became determined to prove himself to you and Spoiled you with treasures that you never seen before and started doing repair jobs in you tree house, he's found in your home so much at this point he practically lives with you. When You fell in love you both became very possessive of each other.

His Nickname for you is my Sultana

Elson: You found this baby boy by your Fruit trees. You took him inside, cleaned him up, fed him food and Bandage him injuries. He was so soft to you and Skiddish around you like a fragile little kitten He was a baby. A beautiful Precious frozen Baby who needs to be pampered and taken care of so he never has to do anything. You fell in love with each other when Elson saw how gentle you are with him and had no problem being your Baby. You will keep this baby boy at home safe with you forever.

His Nickname For you is Ice cube Mommy

Adrian: You met this red head baby in the river you catch fish in, but he was the biggest brat you ever met. He would hiss and try to fight you he was even problematic when you bought him to the treehouse. You weren't having it so you put him over you lap and spanked him for a good 20 mins instead of crying or yelling he was quiet and had a deep blush on his face. He was far more Obedient then before and when you tried to release him he begged and cried. He's still with you now and obeys you no matter what.

His Nickname for you is Silent Mom

Rasputin: This guy is Nuts, baby he's mad, the craziest husband that you ever had. Rasputin is a delusional and unhinged industrial having the an unhealthy love for you. He is disturbing and distrust the world with sweet innocent you. He feels that he should protect you from the cold, dark Nasty place known as the outside world but if his serial killer vibe didn't turn on your own predator loving Instincts then he would be dead by now. Husband knows best

His Nickname for you is Wifey

Auren: You two meet in a dream, no I'm not kidding you two met in a dream. You two build your bond by singing and slow dancing together and cuddling is a love language for you two. You two also find a romantic vibe from the silence in the dream Meadows, one night you were under the impression that this is the last time you were going to see each other but you soon found out what you had was very much real.

His Nickname for you is my dream darling

Minsheng:🔒

Melancton:🔒

Winter White:🔒

Moano:🔒

Mateo:🔒

Andy:🔒

Merid:🔒

Ok so this is your bio for the story the genderbend Villainous Disney Princesses the mean boys I stared to call them on chapter 2. Anyway leave comments below if you want to add something to your character bio.

Ps the 🔒 means that you didn't meet them yet.

[tamiveldura]

Questions for Tami

How many books have you written?

This is a fair question. Any new reader who finds my work on a store isn’t going to immediately know that I have other pennames, or that I frequently publish short stories in magazines. The reader who stumbles over my fanfiction on AO3 isn’t going to know I have flash fiction on Tumblr or even a website.

To keep track of all my work, I have a spreadsheet that notes the title, what penname, when I finished it, how long it is, and where I’ve first published it. It has more details, but the important part is I can open that spreadsheet and scroll down and down and tell you…

I have written 116 things.

These things are a mix of novels, novellas, and short stories. They don’t include my fanfiction or flash fiction. Most of these things are available for purchase—although a few are on submission or just waiting in line to be published.

It has been on my to-do list for some time to make a complete reading list available for download on the website and I just haven’t gotten to it yet. Now is as good a time as any, right? Here’s a list: https://www.tamiveldura.com/biblio/

An Act Of Piracy (Historical PNR) Blood In The Water Ruin & Will How Santa Stole Crampus The Mermaid King The Hunger Of The Deep

Queenships (Scifi) Perihelion What The Sun Sees Ice Dragon Queen Wedding

Hellhounds (Urban Fantasy) That’s Princess Hellhound, To You

HORNETS (Mil Scifi) The Last Flight Of The Hornets Space Sushi Solvarg Pursues The Moon The Queen Is Dead, Long Live The Queen Revenge With A Side of Power Armor A Message From The Gods

Jumperverse (Sci Fantasy) Chasing Dragons Tentacle Awareness Attack of the Space Vampires

Leviathanverse (Scifi) Flight of the Sunbird Test of the Judgment

Maj And The Outlaws (Scifi) Murder Is A Family Business The Trinordia Dragon The Right Genes For Robbery Trafficking in Killers and Clones It Takes A Village To Feed A Dragon Life Is A Hallucination

The Bone Witch (Urban Fantasy) The Call of the Grim How Not To Raise The Dead Taco’s Tuesday Playground Monitor Summoning Trouble Blind Date With a Hellhound

Tidewater (Contemp M/M) Dawn Patrol Remaking Josh Rough Recall Wild Untouched

Zodiac Forces (Mil Scifi) Closer Than Touch Spring Tide Running With Bulls Smuggler’s Dispatch Smart Birthday

Black Trans Fairy Tales (YA Fairy Tale Retellings) Cinder Ella Mer Made Beauty’s Beast

Powyrworld (M/F PNR) Dragon Star Dragon Solstice Rescued By The Dragon Assassin

Ether City (M/M PNR) Fated To The Wolf A Valentine’s Omega The Dragon Heir’s Omega The Dragon Heir’s Secret Wedding

Dragon Fire Soulmates (M/M PNR) Heartfire Ignited Red Stars Crossed

Stand Alone Novels Zero Day Exploit (M/M contemp)

Stand Alone Novellas Beauty Makes A Beast (F/f Fantasy) Serenity (M/M contemp) Deathwatch (YA Fantasy)

Stand Alone Short Stories A Brand New Day (scifi) Afterglow (fantasy) A Gift From The Muse (horror) A Gift Of Family (M/M contemp) Between The Shade (fantasy) Border Planet (scifi) Carrot Cake (horror) Catch A Tiger (scifi) Colors of Resistance (contemp) Dreamers (M/M fantasy) En Memoriam (M/M PNR) Glitterflies (fantasy) Infestation (Mil Scifi) Jinniyo (fantasy) Living City (scifi) Mansion GetAway (Mil scifi) Mech Vs. Aliens (scifi) Occult Awakening (paranormal) Personal Best (contemp) #PixiePocolypse (fantasy) Problem Child (fantasy) Professor Polter In The Computer Lab With The Banshee (YA GameLit) Simulation (scifi) Sovereign Inheritance (PNR) Tea Ceremony (fantasy) The Art of Magic (Fantasy) The Best Dragonrider (fantasy) The City At The Bottom Of The Lake (Fantasy) The Eminent God (urban fantasy) The King’s Fortune (fantasy) The Law of the Jungle (F/F … ? Contemp?) The Light of Shiva (urban fantasy) The Wolf and the King (PNR) To Heaven And Back Again (fantasy) To Light A Bonfire (PNR) Tree Day (mystery) True Night (fantasy) U And Me In Summer (F/F Contemp) What We Do For Love (fantasy)

Collections Fanged (M/M Vampire) Natural Adaptation Master Aviator An Executioner’s Absolution Mile High The Catch

Enchanted (YA Fantasy) Pale Horse Final Wishes Once Upon A Harvest Afterlife Clytemnestra The Forever Storm The Summer Rite Dark Mirror The Whole Truth What The Redwood Sees Double Vision The Queen’s Offering

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, December 2nd

BUFFY: Now gimme, gimme, gimme! (Tara hands her a gift. Buffy begins ripping off the paper.) ANYA: This is extremely suspenseful! I want the presents. Buffy pulls out a dress. BUFFY: Ohh ... it's beautiful. Thank you, guys. TARA: Well, we thought you'd get lots of crossbows, other killer stuff. WILLOW: Yeah, so we figured, less killy, more frilly. ANYA: Gotta look. (Grabs the dress from Buffy) Oh, it's just so lovely! Oh, I wish it was mine! Everyone gives her a look. ANYA: (quietly) Oh, like you weren't all thinking the same thing. (puts the dress down) GILES: I'm fairly certain I wasn't. (whispers to Xander) I've got one just like it.

~~Blood Ties~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Predator by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Two Hot Whiskeys by Liana_Medea (Buffy/Angel, T)

An Aspect Of by GraceNM (Buffy/Angel, M)

It's Just That I Stayed (Too Long) by buffytargaryen (Buffy/Angel, not rated)

the girl and the ash by claddaghrings (Buffy/Angel, T)

Six Times Angel Lost Buffy And One Time He Didn't by aboutafox (Buffy/Angel, T)

Can It Be Right to Give What I Can Give? by asoulofstars and blackdragonhellfire (Buffy/Angel, T)

Look How Sharp It Is by NotASlayer (Faith, Buffy, Xander, T)

The Night of the Unpunctual Living Dead by Leata (Angel/Spike, T)

The Coma Chronicles by emerald447 (Wesley, Xander/Faith, T)

escape by voices_not_echoes (Drusilla/Spike, T)

Love (and time) is a gift by sweetbutnutty_RalphSpockSr (Buffy/Spike, G)

Luck by Jaspergirl (old_fashioned_gal) (Giles/Ethan, T)

A Cure For What Ails You by holetoledo (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

20 for 100 by Julikobold (Buffy/Spike, G)

The Spark by JSBirsa (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Always Jingle All the Way! No One Likes a Half-Ass Jingler! by honeygirl51885 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Buffy's Pack, Chapter 14 by red_jacobson (Buffy/Xander, E)

With Arms Wide Open, Chapter 18 by jaybird023 (Buffy/Giles, E)

Moments that Make You: The Hero and The Princess, Chapter 99 by myheadsgonenumb (Cordelia/Doyle, T)

Lest This Bond Be Broken, Chapter 6 by Dynapink (Buffy/Giles, M)

Dawn Rising, Chapter 24 by Luna_delCielo (Buffy/Finrod Felagund, Silmarillion crossover, T)

Breaking Broken Hearts, Chapter 5 by Jess_Ann_Perreault (Jenny/OC, T)

New York, Chapter 25 by drsquidlove (Giles/Xander, M)

With You, Chapter 10 by Bobbie23 (Giles/Jenny, M)

Halloween Horrors, Chapter 3 by AJ Fields (myfanfiction) (Ensemble, T)

Christmas Cheer on the Hellmouth, Chapter 2 by QuillBard (Buffy/Faith, T)

Advent Calendiles, Chapters 1-2 by HAL1500 (Giles/Jenny, G)

love-in-idleness, Chapter 1 by CallMeVampy (Giles/Jenny, E)

Drive, Chapter 20 by Holly (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Written in the Dust, Chapter 26 (complete!) by Indi_Shaw (Buffy/Spike, R)

Stab in the back, Chapter 16 by MelG_2005 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Dead End Plots, Chapter 24 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Darkened Night of the Soul, Chapter 21 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Very Summers Winter, Chapter 2 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Spuffy's Little Helper, Chapter 2 by Alyot (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Slay Bells Ringing, Chapter 2 by all_choseny (Buffy/Spike, PG)

Prayers of Amara, Chapter 1 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)

The Life Before Us, Chapter 1 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)

Autumn's Advancing, Chapters 1-3 (complete!) by Cosmic Tuesdays (Buffy/Spike, R) (author crossposted multiple other stories to SAD)

[Images, Audio & Video]

Manips: wear you like a necklace by scratchmeout (NC-17)

Artwork: Advent calendar of kisses Day 2 Tara Maclay & Willow Rosenberg by waldrea (worksafe)

Artwork: Jenny Calendar by yarboyandy (worksafe)

Artwork: Buffy and Giles by yarboyandy (worksafe)

Fanvid: Buffy&Cordelia | Strangers by 1SnoWhiteQueen1

Fanvid: Willow and Giles - Parallels by Faith Victoria

Fanvid: ► Spike | The Real Me by WeCanTry

Fanvid: Angel & Buffy Memorial by Angelus_Clips

Fanvid: ANGELUS / my heart that bleeds ~ sylendanna by KITTENP0KER!

Fanvid: Spike & Buffy | Rush (SS for @DelenaFanGirl) by Rachie Edits

Fanvid: Buffy/Cordelia | Hero by MissPointy

Fanvid: Buffy the Vampire Slayer Christmas - Please Come Home for Christmas by juliaroxs241

Fanvid: Buffy and Angel - Sweeter by juliaroxs241

Fanvid: Buffy and Angel - One Last Kiss by juliaroxs241

Fanvid: Buffy and Angel - Love Chained by juliaroxs241

Fanvid: Buffy and Angel - Best I Ever Had by juliaroxs241

Fanvid: Massive Attack - Protection (BTVS Fan Music Video) by MyLoveableCrayon

Resource: Willow badass scenepack +1080p [ Topaz ] by areapphire

Resource: Anya Jenkins scenepack +1080p by aerapphire

[Reviews & Recaps]

Video: Buffy Review - 5x10 Into the Woods by Reverse Angle

Video: C.*.N.T #19 : Buffy Contre Les Vampires, le glam version 90s by C.*.N.T Le Podcast

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Podcast: Episode 5 - Emily Dickinson, Pork and Beans, and Crimping Irons [Never Kill a Boy on the First Date] by The Sunnydale Diaries - A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Podcast

[Recs]

Vid rec: Buffy Summers | Move Your Body by 1SnoWhiteQueen1 recced by Klaus Kartoffel

[Fandom Discussions]

Xander isn’t a true coward otherwise he wouldn’t have turned back to face Anya by Girl4Music

Cecily, later Halfrek, didn’t know Spike was a vampire, which means he never targeted her by marilyn-not-monroe

i think that Xander as a character would’ve been given way more grace and patience if he had just worn more slutty crop tops and little short shorts by sspoike

When you think abour it Darla is the real hero of the buffyverse by angelustheimmortal

Buffy's Philosophy by Joan the Vampire Slayer

Did anyone think Riley was more interesting this season? continued by hoponlilmama

Why was Giles in Sunnydale? continued by NoShip

Why didn't we saw more about Gunn and Gwen at the end of S4? by JellyfishDry9464

Superstar Episode: Jonathan's Monster is the worst of everything? by merlinpatt

I have a little headcanon that Xander came up with "She saved the world a lot" for Buffy's epitaph by SafiraAshai

The Beast was a wasted character by cantfindmykeys

Who knew Willow the best of these two choices [Xander or Tara]? by jdpm1991

I think Kennedy fits the profile for Willow, and there is a lot of reasons why by V48runner

Video: Was Jenny harshly treated in Buffy Season 2? by Revisiting The Buffyverse

Video: Magic in Buffy Season 6 is Better Than You Think by Five by Five Takes

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[guessimabasicnerdgirlnow]

Continuing from yesterday, we’re still in Venom War

I joked about that “Eddie would do something stupid!” thing but Dylan is actually proving to be a strategist. He managed to come up with a good plan even in the middle of all the stress of finding out Meridius is Eddie

Nothing to see here, just Eddie getting nude and asking Flash to trust him 🫣

Oooh man! He’s back, the man, the legend, the biggest hater of them all! OG Anti-Venom coming back really wasn’t in my bingo card and I had no idea it would make me as happy as it did!

Also this was so clever, Anti-Venom being under Eddie’s control because it comes from Eddie’s body. But also you mean that this whole time Flash was bonded to a part of Eddie and we only learn of it now???

These guys will kill me

Also, Eddie rebuilding Flash’s body? Acknowledging that after coming back via codex and symbiote dragon he wasn’t fully human? I am in love!

(And still no magical disability cure, thanks.)

He looks so at peace here. Like, remember how Anti-Venom Eddie had all that god complex. And now he is literally a god. But he is being cool about it now. Character development!

And here is another issue, though. Dylan can protect the symbiotes he freed from being touched by Anti-Venom as Eddie does this. Cool. So Symby, Toxin, Sleeper, Rascal, Flexo, they’re all safe. What about everyone else? All the space symbiotes that have nothing to do with the zombies? The Life Foundation symbiotes (who are definitely linked to Meridius since he can speak into their minds)? Princess? Is this going to affect them in any way?

(At least no need to worry about Silence and Misery since they are already partially Anti-Venom)

“Freeing the living, letting the dead rest” is a beautiful sentence anyway

Most of all, though, I am happy that Anti-Venom finally got to use its powers towards symbiotes again, instead of only generic healing

“Kingblocking”

(Shouldn’t Meridius also have control of Anti-Venom? Ah no wait, 7.0 said that only Eddie had control of his body, I think)

I really love the dynamics between Red and Meridius. Red is intentionally being as much of a jerk as they can be. Meridius has no patience for it. And also Meridius has all the book smarts Eddie has but adds excessive amounts of pretentiousness and arrogance to it

Symby literally gave birth to Carnage. Eddie has known them since they were born. And yet it was Dylan, that was killed by them once in the recent past who recognizes them first. Cool

Black, white and blood

Hah, remember those days (weeks?) when I wouldn’t shut up about black goo and red goo? I didn’t think of the white one, though

There’s something cool about the whole hive (black) being now infected by the symbiote-like symbiote killer born from Eddie’s body when he was a regular human and by the once regular symbiote who was always more durable and contagious than any other and who ascended to almost godhood through their own hard work (well, the work was mostly murder, but still)

Also, cute Toxin and Sleeper

When I said they should depose the King in Black, I was thinking of something less violent. (And also of the symbiotes in the Hive doing it themselves, but I guess if killing a King in Black was possible for those under him, they would have killed Knull long ago). But this works for me. It had to be Dylan, he was fated to free the symbiotes after all. Being Codex isn’t that fun now

It surprises me that this was what Old Dylan wanted, though. I guess this Carnage-infected Eddie was the big boss villain in his future, which makes sense, but why symbiote machines and why was he sick like that? There are still questions about him

And really… just last issue Dylan was crying over Eddie’s imminent death. Then we started the issue with Symby not wanting them to kill the rage drunk evil Eddie. And we ended it with Dylan actually having to kill Eddie. This surely will have no consequences in his emotional state

Also Symby was there! With Dylan! They were unhappy about the “killing Eddie” plan from the start, even before they learned everything they learned in this arena, before Eddie got to apologize and to show that he really doesn’t want to hurt Dylan and will fight anyone who tries (even if it means kicking his own ass). I don’t remember a lot of the details of the divorce but I think it was always Eddie wanting to kill Symby, never Symby wanting to kill Eddie. So if I recall this correctly, not even when Eddie was not himself and tried to kill Symby did Symby want to kill Eddie. And now they did

I’m not worried about Eddie, he can deal with this. But I am worried about Dylan and Symby who ended up in this position, who had to do this

(I have a last part to this, with no pictures, so tbc)

[eddiemadmunson]

Traitor - part 1 of 2

Summary: Y/N and Aemond are betrothed and in love, but when Aemond kills her brother Lucerys and is captured on Dragonstone, everything changes. Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Velaryon reader Warnings: Incest, there is no smut in this fic, only angst and sadness. My only warning for this fic is that Vhagar is going to do something unusual for dragons from ASOIAF universe. Word account: around 3000 words A/N: English is not my first language, let’s pretend that ** means that they are talking in High Valyrian

Y/N Velaryon was the only daughter and legitimate heir of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Laenor Velaryon, she was born 9 months after the wedding. Rhaenyra and Laenor had tried to sleep together couple times before she started her romance with ser Harwin Strong who was the father of Y/N’s siblings and by some miracle, Y/N has been born. She grew up along with her brothers,uncles and aunt in King's Landing, growing into beautiful young, clever and kind woman. When she and Aemond were 16 years old their mothers decided to betrothed them to achieve peace between the two parts of their family. Y/N stayed in King’s Landing after that infamous incident between Aemond and her brothers and cousins, Rhaenyra wanted to take her with them but Y/N begged her to let her stay there with Aemond and Rhaenyra eventually agreed, leaving her only daughter with the Greens. Y/N and Aemond has loved each other since they were kids and everyone assumed that they will get married soon and live happily ever after. Aemond often flew with her to the Dragonstone so she could visit her family, but he always stayed at the beach or flew back home and came back few days later to get her back to King’s Landing. Everything seemed perfect, but then Aemond called her brothers Strong bastards at the family dinner and her mother forced her to go back to the Dragonstone with them. Y/N followed her because she was also disappointed by Aemond’s behavior and wanted to stay with her mother for a while so he could think about his actions. But couple days later King Viserys died, Alicent and Otto placed Aegon on the Iron throne and Aemond killed her brother. Aemond tried to talk to his beloved Y/N, he flew to the Dragonstone on Vhagar’s back as usually but he was caught when he tried to get inside the castle and Blacks captured him and took him as a prisoner at the Dragonstone.

Present time:

You were sneaking to the prison walls, carefully looking around if you are not being seen by your mother’s guards. It seemed that everyone was placed around the castle walls, expecting attack or some kind of rescue mission from the outside. They did not expect that the real danger was lurking inside the castle walls. The night was dark and cold, you were tired, so fucking tired. You almost cried your eyes out. Your dear brother, your baby brother was dead. You will never hear his jolly laughter again, see his eyes sparkle in excitement while riding his dragon, you will never see him grow up into a fine man, lord of the Driftmark, husband of a beautiful Rhaena, father of their future children. But the worst thing about this situation was that it was your lover, your Aemond who murdered your brother. His dragon Vhagar snapped your brother and his dragon in half above the Storm’s End. Lord Borros Baratheon sent a raven with the devastating news to your mother, along with the message, that his house supports Aegon as a true heir to the Iron Throne. You still couldn’t believe that Aemond would be able to do something like this to you. Sure, he hated Luke and he wanted his revenge for such a long time, but killing him? The Aemond you knew wasn’t a stone blood killer. He was impulsive, arrogant and could be cruel to those who wronged him, but he wasn’t a murderer. You had to talk to him you needed to know what happened, what changed so much in those ten days you two were apart. You slipped behind the guard’s backs and silently walked towards the prison cell. You saw Aemond sitting on the cold prison cell floor and your heart ached. You wanted to hate him for what he did to Luke, but your heart was a traitor and it started beating loudly when he looked up as if he could sense that you are near. “Are you serious, Y/N?” Jace said and walked out of the shadows. “What are you doing here?” he demanded answers and you gulped in shame. “I... I just need to talk to him, Jace. I need to know what happened above the Storm’s End, I need to know why he did it,” you tried to reason with your brother.  “It doesn’t matter why he did it Y/N! He murdered our brother. Lucerys is dead because of him. We couldn’t even give him a proper burial because we couldn’t find his body, only pieces of Arraxes wings were found on the ground!” Jace hissed and each word was like a dagger to your poor heart. “I know, Jace, do you think that I don’t know it? Do you think that I didn’t cry myself to sleep the last three nights? You think I don’t care about Luke? And that’s why I need to know the answers,” you tried again, but Jace was cold as a stone. “I won’t let you go anywhere near him!” he stated. ”Jace, please, just couple of minutes,” you begged. “No, mother and Daemon will execute him tomorrow, nobody wants to hear his excuses or explanations. There is nothing to explain. That’s why he is gagged, nobody wants to hear a word from murderer’s lips,” Jace said coldly and your heart squeezed in your chest.  “Execute? You can’t just execute him without a trial! Aegon and Alicent will want revenge; we will be stuck in a death circle, Jacerys! If you kill him, they will find a way how to hurt you, or Joffrey, or little Vicerys and Aegon. And what we are going to do next? Kill Helaena, Daeron, Aegon or his kids? This is madness! We need to find calmer way out of this!” you grabbed his shoulders, shaking him with desperate tears in your eyes. Jacerys was looking at you with disgust in his brown eyes, his father’s eyes. “Why are you defending him, sweet sister? Is it even possible for you to still have feelings for him? After what he did to our brother?” he hissed and you blushed. “I just want to talk to him,” you tried again. “No, go to sleep. I can’t even look at you,” Jace was adamant. You sighed and looked at Aemond who was sitting in his cell, his hands tied up behind his back, his mouth gagged, so he couldn’t say a word, but he didn’t make any efforts to say something, he was sitting there calmly, his eye never leaving your figure, his blue eye was looking at you with the familiar adoration and unknown urgency to talk to you.  “Y/N, hey Y/N!” Jace shouted at you, you realized that he said your name couple of times before you started listening to him, too lost in Aemond’s eye. Jace grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him. “How can you still look at him like that, sister? With so much love and adoration? Are you insane?” Jace’s voice was cracking, he was so mad at you or on this whole fucked up situation. “I love him since I was a kid, Jace. I can’t just turn it off, I am not saying that I want to forgive him or forget what he did, I just need to know why!” you were crying now, hot tears running down your cheeks. You felt Aemond shifting in his cell but you didn’t dare to look at him, your eyes focused on your brother’s face. “I have never understood why you fell in love him, Y/N. He is cruel, arrogant, weird,” Jace started listing the reasons why he didn’t like your betrothed . “He was like this to you, because you mocked him when you were kids and teenagers. You, Luke and Aegon were making fun of him all the time, he was only reacting to your behavior. Luke mutilated him and he never even felt sorry for it, you can’t blame him for not being really warm to you,” you defended Aemond as always. Since you were a child you were always on his side that was the main reason why he fell in love with you.  “He calls us bastards all the time, Y/N,” Jace shouted and you said something what you immediately regretted. “The word is nasty, but the truth is that you are not Laenor’s sons. No matter how many times our mother or grandfather try to deny it, it’s a truth,” Jace acted fast before he had a chance to think about his actions, he slap you hard across your face. You gasped and fell on the ground. Your ears were ringing, your face was hurting, but it was nothing in comparing to the pain in your heart. Aemond went feral in his cell, you heard the clinking of his shackles against the iron bars as he tried to get to you or to Jace, but he was trapped there, but he somehow managed to take off his gag. “Touch her again and I will rip your hands off your body, bastard. Fucking coward!! Y/N, are you OK?” he was shouting and Jace was too shocked to react to him. He tried to help you, but you pushed him away, tears filling your eyes. “Don’t touch me, don’t you ever dare to touch me again!” you whimpered and run away, leaving them both in the cell. 

When you woke up the next morning you tried to talk to your mother about Aemond, but she told you the same thing as Jacerys. She wanted Aemond dead, there was no other option for her. Your kind and cheerful mother was now full of sorrow and blood thirst. You tried to explain to her that his death will only lead to another deaths and it will destroy your whole family but she wasn’t listening to you. All she could hear in her ears was “revenge, revenge, revenge”. When she asked you why there is a bruise on your cheek you told her, that you slipped and the door hit your face. She didn’t look convinced, but she let it go for now, she had other things on mind. She wanted to execute Aemond today, when the sun will set. You didn’t try to visit Aemond again, you were sure that Jacerys put a guards in front of his cell, expecting you to come back. He obviously didn’t tell your mother that you tried to visit him, he was too embarrassed that he hit you. He tried to apologize to you this morning but you ignored him. You were wandering around the Dragonstone walls, trying to figure out what to do. You could send a Raven to Aegon, but he wouldn’t be able to do something to save his brother in time. You wanted to help him escape by yourself, but you weren’t a fighter and even if you would be the best swordswoman in the Seven Kingdoms, they were outnumbered. And yes, you came to the conclusion, that you want Aemond to live. You were heartbroken and shaken that he killed your baby brother, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to wish him painful death. You wanted him to escape, fly back to King’s Landing and never show his face in front of you again. But you had no idea how to do it. Suddenly you heard a distant roar. You could recognize her roars everywhere. It was Vhagar. Well he obviously got here on his dragon. She was too big and dangerous so nobody tried to get to her yet. You quickly got on the horse back and rode towards the giant she-dragon. This was probably a stupid idea, but you were desperate. She was resting on the beach, looking your way as you rushed to her, but she remained calm. She was used to you, you and Aemond visited her almost daily, you rode with him on her back many times, he loved to see your happy face when you two were together in the air. Your egg has never hatched and you didn’t claim any dragon, but you didn’t mind, you weren’t rushing anything, you were sure that your dragon is waiting for you somewhere, you just had to wait for the right time. You slowly walked to the old dragon lady.  **Hi, Vhagar, it’s me, Y/N. Do you remember me, beautiful girl?** you asked her, your voice shaking slightly. You always felt respect to this magnificent beast. She always let you pet her and walk to her, but it was always with Aemond behind your back, talking gently to her, calming her down. She watched you carefully, her old eyes didn’t show any emotion. **I need your help big girl. Aemond is in danger. Your rider will die very soon if we won’t help him. Aemond is in danger!** you talked slowly to her in High Valyrian. You felt like a fool, dragons were smart but they were just animals, she probably didn’t understand a word you were saying. Vhagar looked at you with her ancient eye, not moving a muscle. **Please, we need to help him,** you begged her, slowly getting closer to her, she was now watching you carefully. This was stupid idea, she will probably burn you alive, but you didn’t want to live in a world where your own mother killed the man you love. You stopped dead in your tracks when Vhagar opened her mouth slightly and you noticed the hot flames forming deep inside her mouth. **No, Vhagar, be a good girl Vhagar, obey me, for Aemond. You are his only hope. Vhagar please!!** you pleaded with tears of desperation in your eyes. You weren’t afraid to die but you wanted to save Aemond first and he will die without your help, you had no doubts about that. Suddenly the wind blew wildly behind you, sending your scent straight to the old she-dragon’s nose. Vhagar hesitated and started sniffing, the look of confusion evident on her scaled face. She closed her mouth, the flames died in her throat. You let out a breathe you didn’t know you were holding. Vhagar’s massive head moved towards you and you stood your ground even though your survival instinct was screaming at you to start running away as quickly as possible. She sniffed you slowly and gently nudged your flat belly. Your eyes widened when you realized why the dragon is acting like this. **Oh, you can sense it do you? You can sense that I am with child,** you smiled softly and patted her nose as she kept nudging your almost nonexistent baby bump. **You can smell Aemond’s blood in me, that’s why you didn’t burn me alive** you realized and more salted tears were rolling down your cheeks. You have never cried so much in your whole life as you cried in the last 2 weeks. You were so happy when you didn’t bleed in the last 3 months, you waited until you were sure and you wanted to tell Aemond on his birthday next week. And now everything was ruined. You were expecting your first child with a man who you loved more than anything on this world but also with a man who killed your brother and whose brother usurped your mother’s throne. This felt like a fucked up story from one of the books you read in the library when you were spending your time with Aemond at his favorite place. You sighed and proceed to the next move. **I need to get on your back, big girl. Please cooperate with me, we are doing this for Aemond. Please don’t eat me or burn me alive,** you sent a silent prayer to the gods and slowly approached the rope ladder on her back. You touched it and she growled in warning. **Good girl, Vhagar. Please, obey me, the sooner you obey me, the sooner you will be able to have Aemond back in your saddle** you soothed her and slowly started climbing on the old dragon. Vhagar clearly felt uncomfortable, you were not her rider, you weren’t Aemond, but you smelled like him, she felt that you were carrying his child and maybe she somehow understood that you want to help him, so she let you climb up into her leather saddle. You were breathing heavily, the climbing took a lot of your strength. You took the reins in your hands and yelled. **Fly Vhagar, as fast as you could to the castle, before it’s too late,** Vhagar didn’t move for few moments and you thought that your efforts were futile but then she slowly started moving. You had to grip the saddle when the dragon started running on the beach, slowly spreading her massive wings, and before you knew it you were in the air. You made it, Vhagar listened to you. You quickly directed her to the castle, you were praying that you are not too late to safe Aemond and make your whole family hate your guts.

  Next part coming soon

[megalony]

Make you Mine

This is my second Osferth imagine from The Last Kingdom, thank you for all the lovely feedback on my first imagine, I hope you will like this one. 

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Masterlist

Part 2

Summary: Osferth’s relationship with a princess is a well kept secret, but when she becomes ill and is in danger, he makes the decision to secretly take her away in the dead of night to save her and make her his.

Enjoy.

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A rush of adrenaline coursed through Osferth's stomach and his hand tensed around the sword sheathed against his hip. He could feel his stomach fluttering at the thought of someone seeing him here in the darkened hallway and realising where he was going- or who he was going to see.

He kept close to the wall lined with furs and turned another corner, almost at his destination causing a smile to grave his lips.

When he reached the room at the end of the corridor, Osferth made sure to keep his steps light and his breaths were short and quiet as he leaned next to the door and pressed his ear close. He couldn't risk just walking into the room and there being others in there too. Satisfied he couldn't hear any raised or hushed voices, he oppened the door and headed inside.

Osferth's eyes lit up like a roaring fire and he could feel a blush creeping up his neck and spreading over his face when his eyes met with a holy sight. There she was, (Y/n), the girl who held his heart in her hands, laid out on the bed at the far side of the room. He watched the way a sparkle lit up her eyes when she saw him and how her beautiful curved lips formed into the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen. He would swear to the end of his days that (Y/n) was an angel from Heaven right here on Earth; and she was all his.

(Y/n) sat up so quickly that black spots covered her vision and her head lolled to the side before slowly coming back round again but it didn't stop her beaming smile. He didn't tell her he was coming tonight.

"Osferth." His name rolled from her lips like sugar and he couldn't help but instinctively lick his lips at the sight of her. (Y/n) looked like a Goddess sat up in the middle of the bed, her gown hanging halfway down her arm off her shoulder, her hair swept behind her ears and falling to one side and her beauty made it seem like a halo of light surrounded her.

But the smile on Osferth's lips dropped when he stared at her a bit more whilst kicking off his boots so he didn't make any noise. He watched her with narrowed eyes, noticing that (Y/n) was trembling like she was cold but the hearth was full of a roaring fire making him sweat his layers. Her eyes, though still beautiful, looked hazy and drunk.

(Y/n) threw the sheet from her body and hurried from the bed, her arms aching to be wrapped around her lover. But her feet fumbled beneath her, feeling like blocks of ice that she couldn't shift or control.

"Woah, steady there Princess."

Osferth quickly stepped forward a few paces and wrapped his arms around (Y/n), coiling her into his chest to stop her from falling. His smile was warm and gentle and his eyes bore down into (Y/n). He could feel his heart hammering away against his chest at the sensation of having his love in his arms, her hands gripping his biceps and her eyes looking up adoringly at him.

A burning sense of worry welled in his chest at how ill (Y/n) seemed now she was up close.

"You're feverish, my love." He whispered the words quietly into the hot air around them and took a moment to tenderly wrap a coil of hair around his finger, swirling it for a second before placing it behind her ear. His hand was cold against her skin which was simmering and coated in sweat and he could tell the cold touch was soothing to her when she leaned into the touch. Her lips moving to lightly kiss his palm.

"I'm better now you're here," It was true, (Y/n) could feel her strength returning at the sight of Osferth and being in his arms felt euphoric to the point she forgot she wasn't well.

His body heat was warming her up and she couldn't help but burrow into the warmth, coiling her arms to trap them between his chest and hers and her chin nudged down the collar of his shirt so she could kiss his bare skin and press her cheek against him.

Despite snuggling into his body, (Y/n) was still shivering and her body was on fire with heat raging against a cold sweat that Osferth's body couldn't fight off for her. He kept his arms tightly around her and let his chin fall on top of her head, breathing in her scent and feeling her tucked into his body like he was keeping her safe in his heart.

"Come'ere." His voice enticed (Y/n) and dragged a soft moan from her lips as he slid his hand down, feeling over the curves and ridges of her body before reaching her thigh. He couldn't help himself from digging his fingertips into the supple flesh at the back of her thigh, hiking her gown up before he pressed his arm against her and lifted her from her feet.

(Y/n) sighed into his skin, feeling a moan vibrate against her lips when she nipped at his throat and rested her head on his broad shoulder, allowing him to pick her up and carry her back to the bed she had been confined to all day.

She felt the soft mattress beneath her and an incoherent murmur left her lips when her head was laid down again. Her legs coiled around Osferth's hips and her heels dug into lower back as he kneeled on the bed, resting between her legs before stealing her lips with a kiss.

It wasn't the first time he had found his way to her room when the sun went down and the creatures of the night began to prowl. Osferth had quickly gotten his bearings and knew how to sneak past the minimal guards to get to his Princess and he knew when the sun went down no one would barge in and disturb them.

Osferth was one of Uhtred's men, a warrior with a Holy heart and it meant he didn't stay in one town for long but oh, how he wanted to stay here forever so he could be wrapped around his Princess until the end of his days. He couldn't be with her in public, not yet. She was betrothed to another and if people saw them now, he would be putting her at risk. He needed to plan out a way to get Uhtred to help smuggle her away, to take her with them so they could wed.

Osferth wasn't letting her go, not for anything.

Reaching his hand up, Osferth brushed his fingertips against her burning skin, his thumb gliding across her cheek, lips merging with hers and devouring her moans. With his lips curving into a smile, he moved down to kiss and suck at her neck instead when a crackling cough left her lips. He could feel each breath she took, croaking and broken like she was breathing in shards of glass.

"I'll ask Edith to make you a tonic." He spoke each word between kisses, his hot breath sending shivers running through (Y/n)'s blood. Of course, he couldn't tell Edith who the tonic would be for but she wasn't the kind to ask too many questions.

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A shiver rattled through Osferth and his eyes snapped open, becoming alert and a bolt of fear rushed through him, why had he woken so abruptly? He usually rose with the sun, leaving before dawn and coming back when he cold after dark. Oh God, had someone come in and found them together?

His heart thudded against his ribs but he felt a wave of ease when he looked around and realised it was barely light out. He raked his fingers through his tousled hair before rubbing his eyes that looked down at his Princess. Her body was laid almost fully on top of him but she was shaking from a sudden and rather violent burst of coughing. Osferth pressed the base of his hand against her back and rubbed up and down but it didn't seem to help much.

A surge of pain burst in (Y/n)'s chest and it made her eyes snap closed and she swallowed down a whimper, she knew how Osferth worried and she didn't want that but it did hurt. Each breath made her chest feel like it was cracking in two and she couldn't find enough air to satisfy her lungs.

Osferth watched (Y/n) sit up and it was clear it had been a mistake, it was as if the room had spun on its axis and her body wavered and he was sure for a moment she stopped breathing between coughs.

A weak smile pulled at (Y/n)'s lips when she fell back into a hard bare chest and arms secured around her waist. She let her head fall on his shoulder as her coughing fit finally came to a stop and she weakly picked up the glass of whatever tea her mother decided would help her ailment.

"Don't drink that, love, I'll bring you something from Edith tonight." He didn't want to be pushy but he had to take the glass from her when it only made her choke. He didn't know what was in it and when he smelt the unusual tea, it made him gag. Osferth knew her family were all scheming, her father was dying and when he did, whoever (Y/n) married, as his sole heir, would take the throne. Her family were fighting to control her and he wouldn't put it past someone to give her a horrid concoction to subdue or control her.

"You'll be back tonight?" (Y/n) couldn't help the hopeful tone to her crackling voice. It was never easy to smuggle Osferth into her room. Uhtred's warriors would start to notice his absence if he came to see her every night like they both wished. But it made their game of love more fun to add intrigue and anticipation in the mix.

"You think I'd leave you like this?" He didn't give her time to answer, he stole her lips in a sweet kiss that made her toes curl. Osferth didn't know how he was going to wrench himself away from her when she was ill like this, there was no way he would be able to stay away tonight as well and sit around pondering if her health had taken a turn for the worst.

The moment was spoilt by the distant sound of voices down the hallway. He had to leave now.

"Osferth-" (Y/n) couldn't even get through his name without coughing but her cough was smothered by a kiss. His hungry lips pulled her with him as he slid out from the bed, parting from her to grab his bundle of clothing and boots. He quickly shrugged on his pants and bottoms, lips curving into a smirk when he watched (Y/n) reach down and grab his sword from the floor and bundle it under the blankets.

"Good girl." He murmured with a burning smile before tiptoeing into the small cupboard just as the bedroom door opened.

Osferth crouched down to the floor and leaned his back up against the wooden beams, allowing himself to see through the small gap in the door. He shrugged his shirt over his head, making sure to stay quiet as a mouse so he could see who was coming in to disturb his Princess. A foul taste formed in his mouth when he saw her cousin walk into the room, no concern on his face at how Osferth's girl was coughing in a way most foul and ill.

Tipping her head down, (Y/n) closed her eyes as she felt her chest convulsing and her shoulders trembling as she coughed violently into her hand. A tremor of fear rattled through her chest that she tried to hide. Osferth was in her cupboard, her secret lover was in the room, unbeknownst to her cousin and he was going to hear their conversation. She hadn't told him how Lance had been bothering her about a certain topic because she knew it would upset her lover and now he was going to find out.

"What do you want, Lance?" It took all (Y/n) had to keep her voice strong and hold her head and shoulders high.

"You know what I want, and you know what you have to do. Just agree and you will have everything you ever wanted." His smile was all sharp, biting teeth and no gentleness like Osferth. He had his hands clasped in front of him in a very formal manner but his face was cold and there was a cunning, almost frightening look in his eyes.

"And you know my thoughts on the matter, so please leave."

"Listen to me, Madam. You can't rule on your own and that little nobody your mother has betrothed you to can't either. Marry me and you'll have anything you want and you won't have to worry that little head about any state affairs. Just do it."

(Y/n) shivered and snapped her eyes closed when he sneered the words at her before roughly grabbing her shoulder so tightly she could feel the bruises starting to form on her skin. He pulled her close and for a dreaded moment, she thought he was going to do something rash like kiss her or slap her- either of which would have caused Osferth to come out of his hiding spot. But he just snarled closer to her and stared at her like he was trying to possess her.

It took all Osferth had in him to stop a growl from leaving his chest.

Who did this man think he was? He couldn't order (Y/n) about like this, he couldn't force her hand and make her marry him when she clearly didn't want to. She should have told him. (Y/n) should have told him that her cousin had been harassing her and trying to get her to marry him, Osferth could have talked to his fellow warriors and got their help and advice. He could have done something to help her.

Instead, he was sat within a small cupboard, watching a conversation he wasn't supposed to hear without being able to do anything about it.

"No."

A choked sound escaped (Y/n)’s lips when Lance's free hand grabbed her other shoulder, his fingers digging in dangerously close to her throat but she choked on something between a cough and a scream when he roughly pushed her on her back on the bed.

Her head started to spun from the abrupt movement and a broken sound left her lips when it felt like she was laid on needles that were stabbing at her chest, making it harder to breathe.

"Agree to marry me!" His voice rose in pitch and deepened in tone but when his face was in front of (Y/n)’s bleary vision, she simply spat at him. Her eyes widened and tears fell from her cheeks when she realised blood was welling in her mouth from her lungs that felt like they were on fire. Osferth was right, she really wasn't very well, she hoped Edith would be able to give him a tonic- if she got out of this interaction with Lance unscathed, that is.

(Y/n) couldn’t help the scream that left her chapped lips when his hand curled in her hair and forcefully pulled her up by her roots. Her hands fumbled behind her to try and grasp his arm to get him to let go of her but she held no strength with her weakened state.

"There's more than one way to deal with you, you know."

Osferth bit down on his knuckles to stop himself from giving away his location. He couldn't have Lance find him in here because then he would hold it over (Y/n) or hurt her or do something much worse. But he couldn't stay in here much longer and watch him abuse her like this without intervening and stabbing him. He shrugged on the last piece of clothing before he stood up in the confined space, ready to burst in and pretend he came in through the door instead.

Holding his breath, Osferth watched (Y/n)'s eyes move over to the cupboard before she closed her eyes and let her body loll back against the matress, slumping down with a thud when Lance let go of her, clearly thinking she had fainted. He seemed to tut at her before growling, smashing his fist into the wall before he stormed out of the room.

Osferth wasn't no more time and bustled out of the cupboard, rushing to kneel on the edge of the bed. He took (Y/n)'s face in his hands, gently hushing her when she started to splutter and cough. Her silent cries became loud when she felt him peppering kisses to her burning forehead.

"Sshh, shh, I have to leave darling but I'll be back tonight. I'll sort something out, the only one you'll be marrying is me."

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"Uhtred- Finan, please!"

"What is it you want us to do? Arrange a good political marriage for her, storm in there and demand that she be Queen? We're warriors, Osferth." Uhtred gave Osferth a funny sort of look. He didn't know what Osferth was asking of them or what he was hoping they could all do. They were warriors by trade, they were barbaric, they killed people and destroyed villages and defended Kingdoms.

(Y/n) wasn't a Kingdom or village or an enemy to them. Just because she didn't have a say in her marriage didn't mean they could or should help her, if they helped every maiden or Princess with a betrothal problem they would never have time to do anything else.

"He'll kill her if she doesn't marry him and he might be poisoning her, we have to help-"

"No, we have to train and get ready to leave for Winchester, leave this little obsession behind." Finan patted Osferth on the shoulder before he stuck his blade in the sheath on his back and started to walk away.

Turning on his heels to look at his fellow warriors, Osferth felt his hands curling up into fists and the little bottle of tonic Edith gave him was burning right through to his skin. The more he thought about it, the more he was certain that (Y/n) was being poisoned and if he didn't help her he might lose her. He couldn't have someone else marry her and abuse her or even kill her, he couldn't lose her at any cost.

"I love her!" He all but screamed, his face starting to go red in front of his group who had turned to look at him in shock.

He didn't need their help, he would save (Y/n).

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Where was she?

Osferth silently closed the bedroom door behind him and took a glance around the room to search for (Y/n). Uhtred was planning to leave for Winchester in the morning and Osferth couldn't exactly stay behind here, he had to go with them and if that was how it had to be then he was taking (Y/n) too. There was no way he was leaving her here.

The fire was still roaring and the room was sweltering to the point his head felt like it was spinning and his body was burning already.

But when he walked over towards the window, he felt his heart jump up into his throat.

"No, no no Princess? Open those eyes for me, Princess?" Urgency rattled through his voice as he dropped to his knees when his eyes locked on his girl. (Y/n) was slumped on the floor beside the bed, her hair covering part of her face and a glass of what Osferth could only assume was the strange herbal tea was spilled next to her.

He brushed her hair behind her ear before he cupped her face, trying to firmly brush her cheek to stimulate some sort of response. She was breathing very shallow but she sounded as crackling as the fire beside them.

What had they done to her?

(Y/n) was trembling subtly, her skin coated in a thicker layer of sweat than Osferth had noticed last night. She was burning hot to touch and her skin was clammy but she was wearing a few layers of clothing like she couldn't warm herself up. He didn't like the way the colour had left her lips and caused discolour beneath her eyes.

"Princess, that's a good girl." He murmured encouragingly when (Y/n) tried hard to open her eyes, weakly managing to look at him.

"Osferth, it hurts."

"I know but not for long, let's sit you up, look."

He gently supported the back of her neck and eased her up before shuffling so he was behind her, supporting her weight like they had done this morning at the crack of dawn. He didn't like how loose and limp her body had become, she couldn't seem to move at all.

"Edith made some magic for you." Osferth's thumb gently brushed against (Y/n)'s bottom lip, tickling her skin and his fingers tucked under her jaw and gently pulled her chin down. His thumb pressing between her lips to part them so he could carefully pour the tonic from the bottle into (Y/n)'s mouth and coax her to drink it.

He kissed the top of her head, shushing her and swaying her when she started to cough, a trickle of blood leaving her lips making him want to cry.

"I- I'm scared." (Y/n) could barely look up at Osferth but when she did, she could see her world in his eyes. He was everything she wanted and loved and needed. He was her life but she felt so horrible, her chest was burning, her lungs felt like they were shrivelled up and everything was broken. It hurt to breathe but all she wanted to do was curl up in bed with Osferth and feel him kiss every part of her skin.

"You don't have to be scared, Princess. You're coming with me to Winchester, we're leaving now. And you'll be a good girl and get better for me won't you? I'm gonna make you mine."

(Y/n) felt her heart flutter in her chest and Osferth's ice cold lips press to her forehead before he started to move. His arms held her tightly around the waist and he slowly shuffled round until he was next to the bed, close enough to rip off one of the sheets and drag it onto the floor.

Osferth gently tilted (Y/n) forward, noticing the way her head flopped down so her chin was resting on her chest while he wrapped the thick sheet around her shoulders and swaddled it around her middle before he pulled her back into him.

When he got here he thought they wouold have time. He thought he would have all night to formulate a plan, help (Y/n) get things sorted and pack a bag and prepare herself. He thought he'd pin her to the bed and tell her how much he loved her and how he was going to marry her and look after her and take her everywhere he went to keep her safe.

He had no time for that now.

He couldn't pack anything, he had to take her to the inn and get Edith to tend to her to make sure she would be well enough to travel in the light of morning.

He whispered little nothings against her head, keeping her bundled in the sheet before he slid one arm under her knees and slowly rose to his feet, leaning (Y/n) against him, tucking her into his chest.

She was trembling like a leaf, each breath causing her to whimper and wince as she snuggled further into her lover. (Y/n) inhaled his calming scent of pine and dirt, managing to kiss his neck and feel him shiver against her even though he was warm and she felt ice cold.

Her nose rubbed against his skin and Osferth felt her wet lips leaving open-mouthed, shallow kisses on his neck while her shaking hand tried to move his shirt out the way so she could touch his chest. Her palm pressed to his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat against her skin, his strong arms around her waist and legs, his broad chest pushing into her body and his cheek nuzzling into her hair.

He didn't know how he was going to get her out of here unnoticed, but he had to go now. Osferth took a deep breath, lifted (Y/n) a little higher in his arms, kept his chin held high and left the room with his lover in his arms.

Here he goes.

[therenlover]

One Last Night In Madripoor (An 18+ Helmut Zemo/Reader Oneshot)

Synopsis: Baron Helmut Zemo is a lonely, wanted man looking for some fun, you’re a piss-poor bounty hunter in search of a connection before leaving your life of crime behind, and fate has brought you together at a party the likes of which has never been seen before. You only have one night left in Madripoor, so why not take a chance?

Tags: Smut, SoftDom!Zemo, Hook Up, Semi-Public Sex, Drinking, Safe Sex, Explicit Consent, First Meeting, Wall Sex, Blow Jobs, Cunnilingus

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Swearing, Explicit Sexual Content

Word Count: 4200~

This fic has been crossposted under the same title to my AO3!

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Madripoor was a place like nothing you had ever seen.

It wasn’t that the sights were anything special. You could find seedy criminal underbellies lined with neon where the streets ran red with blood anywhere if you looked hard enough. Even the ocean view didn’t do much to set it apart from any other place visually. No, Madripoor’s scenery and architecture weren’t what kept your eyes wide with wonder whenever you found yourself wandering through the winding back-alleys without a purpose. It was the people that kept you around.

Thieves, pirates, and miscreants had been taking shelter at the docks since before anyone there could remember. It was a city borne of the underbelly of society, the people nobody sees, but you saw them. You saw them every day when you stood in the main market waiting for an easy bounty. There were faces everywhere; big and small, tall and short, scarred and flawless. No two people in the streets of Madripoor were ever exactly alike. If you needed to remember someone, their unique face was right there waiting in your mind.

After living on the island for almost 6 months, most people were already cataloged neatly in your mind as friend or foe. This man, though, he was new. He was different.

The night was still young. There was some trouble at the Princess Bar that ended with Selby dead and a few murderers loose in the streets with a price on their heads, but you steered clear. Going after the killers meant going up against hundreds if not thousands of trained bounty hunters and assassins and no amount of money was worth dying over now, not while you were so close to freedom. Instead of chasing your doom, you decided to head to your room, get dressed up, and head out to wherever the music was loudest in search of a place to forget about your problems for the night. The thudding sounds of poorly DJ-ed club remixes led you to Leonardo’s Place. That’s where you found him.

You were two drinks in and sticking close to the wall when he stumbled into your line of sight. What initially caught your eye was his dancing. He couldn’t move for shit. What kept your attention, though, was his face.

There was transience to him, like at any moment someone could bump into him and he would disappear without a trace at their touch. Despite that he was gaudy. Everything about his clothing screamed wealth and fine taste from the thread count of his obnoxious purple turtleneck to the shine on his boots. He was strange, a walking contradiction, and one who had never had the pleasure of gracing your presence or screwing you over in the past. In the simplest of terms, he intrigued you. With nothing left to lose you downed the last of your cocktail and made your way to the gap in the crowd where the stranger had staked his claim. It was game time.

“You come here alone?” You asked. Your voice was barely a whisper above the heavy thrumming of the music.

He gave you a long look up and down before answering as if he were trying to size you up. Something about having his gaze linger on your body made your heartbeat soar. “I’m not looking for company,” His accented tone was gruff but left a sliver of room for reconsideration. You took the chance. What could go wrong?

With as much tact and grace as you could muster you let yourself slip a little closer to him. “What, do I look too expensive for you?” you teased, before backing off with a grin, “Thanks for the compliment, but I’m not here for that. My job is a little more… dangerous.” As you danced, the hem of your dress rode up your thigh just enough to reveal the knife holster in your garter belt. It pleased you greatly to see this handsome stranger do a double-take; that meant he was looking at your upper thigh in the first place. “I just liked what I saw in you… do you like what you see in me?”

Somehow, your little joke had endeared him to you, however minutely. Instead of brushing you off the man paused his jerky dancing for a moment to really take you in. Then, he caved. “Would you like a drink?” He asked.

You smirked. “Who would I be if I turned down a free drink from a handsome stranger,”

He met you in the middle as he offered you his hand. “I never promised it would be free,”

So, the two of you found yourselves at the bar, bodies leaned into each other and away from the rest of the sweltering crowd as the bartender slid you your order. The stranger was drinking a brandy straight while you opted for a sidecar. It was enough alcohol that you were starting to feel pretty buzzed, but you still felt in full control of yourself. You took a long sip before speaking. “So, what should I call you?”

It took him a moment to respond but once he did, he seemed sure of himself. “You can call me Helmut, but Baron is fine as well,”

You cocked up an eyebrow. “Is that a nickname?”

“More of a title,”

He took a drink as you gawked. “Like royalty?”

“Not like. I am,”

Your cheeks flushed. The rational part of your mind was so stunned by the ease with which Helmut lied that it seemed to short circuit completely, leaving you very puzzled and more than a little intrigued. “Well, pardon me, Mr. Baron. What’s royalty like you doing in a place like this?”

“There are plenty of reasons a man like me would have business here. A woman as beautiful as you, though… not so much,” he waved his hand in loose gestures as he spoke, “Why risk your life and beauty for this? A life living in the underground where you cannot so much as dream of seeing the stars?”

You finished your drink in one large swig. It burned down your throat but you relished in the pain. “Not all of us are lucky enough to be born in a place where we can see the stars. Funny enough, though, I’m just about to get out,”

“Is that right?”

“I finally saved up enough money from small jobs to buy my way out from under the Power Broker’s thumb,” Something about the way Helmut smiled at you made you feel safe. It was like you could tell him your worst, darkest secrets and not feel an ounce of fear or guilt. “I’m nothing special here, a small-time bounty hunter, and I kept it that way for a reason. I’m not valuable and I don’t know much. If I just pay my dues and keep the money coming until I can get their claws out of my back, I should be free to leave with a freighter tomorrow morning,”

Helmut was quick to respond. “Ah, travel by freighter. It’s terribly dangerous to be a stowaway, you know? Impossible to predict quite what the seas will be like,”

“Well, that’s just a risk I’ll have to take to get out of here and stop… what was it that you said I was doing? Risking my life and beauty?”

The two of you chuckled as Helmut took one last drink to empty his glass. Then, the conversation stilled. Around you people were alive, gyrating to the music as their pulses thumped to the beat, but it was like they weren’t even there. Instead, your whole being was focused on the strange man in front of you who had stolen away your sensibilities with his cool tone and thick accent. He made you feel alive. No, more than alive. Every color was brighter, every sound was sharper, every sip of your drink was crisper. He was a once-in-a-lifetime man, and this was a once-in-a-lifetime night. Oh, to hell with it!

“I like you, Baron,” you purred, pressing yourself close to him. His breath hitched the moment you touched him. He acted as if it had been a very long time since he was last touched like that. “And I think you like me too. In fact, I think you like me enough that we should take this conversation somewhere a little more private. What do you say?”

He didn’t respond. Instead, his gloved hand made its way around your wrist, and in a moment’s time, he was pulling you across the crowded dance floor towards a small, secluded hallway. You assumed that meant yes.

The instant you made it to the shelter of the shadows Helmut was on you like a man starved. One of his hands was quick to explore the skin just above the hem of your dress as the other pressed against the wall, caging you in and holding you as a more than willing hostage to his affections. He didn’t kiss your face, and you weren’t complaining about that, but he did put his mouth to good use sucking a dark bruise into your collarbone. His ministrations only stopped when a high, keening sound escaped your lips.

“You like that, don’t you, meine kleine schlampe?” he growled through gritted teeth. Something about his tone turned your already weak legs to jelly. The second you went limp in his grip, though, he pulled back. Straightening himself out, he offered you a steadying arm. You took it without hesitation. “I’m terribly sorry to be so rude. I assure you that I am not usually the type of man to hook up with someone on a whim, I’ve simply been… indisposed for many years and haven’t had many opportunities for pleasure, especially not with a woman as beautiful as you,”

His compliment was enough to have you blushing like a schoolgirl. You had killed more people than you could reasonably count, and probably fucked even more, but something about the way Helmut looked and sounded and acted made you feel almost innocent to his advances. He was a drug and you needed to get your fix before he disappeared forever.

“Does that mean you think I’m special?” You asked, all doe eyes with an innocent smile. Helmut ate it right up.

“Yes, schatzi. Very special,”

You hitched a leg up, letting your heel dig into his expensive dress pants and drag him closer to you once again. “First your little slut and now your little treasure? Which one is it, Helmut?”

“And so smart,”

“Move, Baron!”

At your insistence, Helmut was on you once again, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down your neck as he fiddled with his gloves, yanking them off and shoving them in his back pocket before he continued. “So demanding,” he chided, and yet he continued to lavish you with affection, his hand climbing higher and higher up your thigh. Your back was pressed flush to the wall now, and you were painfully aware of just how warm Helmut was. He smelled like a rich man’s cologne and yet his skin tasted of cheap soap when you leaned in to give him a bruise of his own.

“You love it,” you replied. He let out a husky laugh.

“I suppose I do,” he chuckled, and then his fingers brushed over your core. Your knees buckled. Helmut kept you upright with his body as he continued to taunt you through your underwear, but he seemed more confident now, almost cocky. “My needy schatzi, have you no patience?”

Your response was breathless; a confession.

“Not with you,”

Something about your words lit a fire in Helmut’s eyes. In an instant he had your leg hiked up while he ground his hardened length against your clothed wetness. Your mind went blank. He felt big. A mindless whimper fell from your lips.

“How do you want me?” Helmut asked. As he spoke he ran a light finger down your elevated thigh. You offered up another whimper. “I’ll need you to use your words and tell me what you want or I can’t give it to you,” His tone had you wet enough that you worried you were dripping.

With a gulp, you managed to fumble out the words. “I’ll blow you first if you promise to fuck me,”

That had him grinning like a wolf. “Perhaps you are my little schlampe, so eager to get down on your knees for me…” And you were. Even on shaky legs, you found yourself happily falling to your knees as the Baron fumbled with his fly. It was only then that you found yourself gazing down the hall towards the cacophony of lights and sounds and people maybe 20 feet away from your hiding place in the shadows. As if he could sense your discomfort, Helmut paused. “Are you alright?”

You nodded quickly. “I just forgot we were out in the open for a second,”

“Do you want to stop? If the location is the problem, I would gladly pause so we can find a new hideaway,” he stopped short, looking down and meeting your heavily lidded gaze, “or perhaps the idea of putting on a show excites you?” Your heart jumped out of your chest. Helmut noticed. “Well, if my little schlampe is so keen on putting on a show, she should get a move on,”

That was your cue to get to work. In a swift motion, you finished unzipping his fly and shifted his boxers, letting his lovely cock spring free. It was a pleasant penis and far as they went, average in length but thick with a leaking purple tip at half-mast. Just looking at it made you clamp your legs together.

Slowly, you gave a tentative lick up the underside of his length. He felt heavy on your tongue in the best of ways. Helmut jerked upward, a man possessed. You couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s been a long time, huh?”

“Less talking, more working little schlam-” you cut Helmut off quickly by taking most of his length into his mouth. That seemed to shut him up. His wolf-like grin had dissolved into a slack-jawed mess the second you started to suck him off. Oh, this was going to be fun.

For the most part, the Baron let you set the pace, bobbing your head and taking as much of his length as you comfortably could, but after a short while his hands were buried in your hair as he fought the urge to buck into your throat, hard. With a particularly rough snap of his hips, Helmut pulled away.

“You are an angel from heaven, schatzi,” he groaned, pulling himself slowly from your mouth as you got your first good deep breath in a while, “but a deal is a deal, and it wouldn’t be quite fair if I got to have all the fun, now would it?” Your breath hitched in your throat. Finally time for the main event.

Helmut was surprisingly gentle with you as he offered you a hand and helped you back up, only pausing to wipe a line of dribble off your chin with his thumb. With anyone else, it would have felt wholly humiliating but with Helmut… well, it did things to you you would rather not admit. You quirked up an eyebrow, though, when he got on his knees in turn, mirroring your past position. “What are you doing, Baron?”

“I simply assumed my sweet schatzi would enjoy a reward for taking my cock so well,” his words had you biting your lip as your cheeks flushed, “now be a good girl and take what I give you. I want to hear those pretty noises you made earlier,” With that, his face disappeared under your skirt. He pulled down your panties and… snickered?

“What now?” you groaned, squirming as his hot breath hit your exposed nub.

“You’re sopping wet,” he replied. Out of habit, you moved to shut your legs but found Helmut’s large hand was holding them open. “I do enjoy being sandwiched between your thighs, but you shouldn’t hide yourself from me. Take your pleasure. You’ve earned it,” That was when he began his assault on your folds.

You had been with plenty of partners over the years, all with varying proficiencies when it came to giving pleasure, but no one had ever made you feel quite as good as Helmut did while you gripped his hair and rode his face with reckless abandon. He always hit just the right spot, alternating between sucking on your sensitive clit and running his rough tongue in sloppy circles against it. In no time flat your pleasure was building toward’s its peak as your knees trembled.

“Helmut,” you squeaked, “Helmut I’m gonna cuuuUUOH!”

You were suddenly thrown over the edge of pleasure as the Baron worked you open with his fingers, pressing that spot inside of you just right. It was a revelation. Nothing would ever compare to him and you hadn’t even fucked yet. Once you had regained some semblance of stability he emerged from his place between your thighs, face slick with your juices, wearing the expression of a cat that got the cream.

“You make such lovely sounds for me, schatzi,” Helmut groaned, rising from his place at your feet and reaching into his pocket. While he fumbled for a condom you took the time to actually remove your panties, lifting one shaky leg at a time before balling them up and tossing them on the ground. You could grab them later. Or not! In all honesty, your ruined undies were the last thing on your mind as your watched Helmut roll the condom onto his proud cock, pumping himself a few times. “Now, are you sure you want this?”

You had never felt more sober in your whole life despite the drinks you’d downed earlier.

“God, yes,”

“Wonderful,”

He caged you into his body once again, lining himself up on your slick folds, and then with a pronounced bite against your collarbone, he was entering you. It wasn’t painful or uncomfortable, you just felt full, like a missing piece of your body had been completed. For the first few thrusts, you were too blissed out to really take note of anything around you, but once you tuned back into the world of the living you realized Helmut was talking. Well, babbling was more like it. He seemed to simply be speaking his stream of consciousness into your ear as he pistoned in and out of you like a madman. There was a jilted rhythm to it, but the abnormality kept you on your toes.

“I won’t be letting you go any time soon, schatzi, and definitely not on some dank freighter like a rat from the gutters. No, you will travel with me. Once I help my friends and slip away from the front lines I can take you anywhere your little heart desires. Paris, Vienna, Australia… Mein Gott, what a sweet cunt,”

Any sane woman, after hearing his sex-drunken musings, would have run. They would have heard the wild ramblings of a madman and left after their little fling was done to never see him again. It was only rational. He didn’t even know your real name. Sane women didn’t run away with strangers claiming to be barons they hooked up with in a seedy club selling stolen Van Goghs in a hub of the criminal underworld.

The only thing was, though, that you weren’t a sane woman.

You were a killer, a child left in the streets to live or die who had scraped themselves together and dragged themselves towards life. So what if the idea of some rich mysterious benefactor with a good dick coming in to save the day sounded fantastic? It was fantastic. Like your own personal version of Pretty Woman. Even if he wasn’t as rich as he claimed to be, being poor and getting dicked down by him was better than being poor and alone.

For just a moment, and with no regrets, you let yourself get lost in the fantasy and just let go.

It was as if Helmut could sense a difference.

“Are you close, little schlampe?” He gasped, letting his thrusts take on a faster staccato rhythm.

You could do little more than moan and nod as he pounded you into the wall. That seemed to be enough for him to get the message, though.

“What a good girl,” he purred. His mouth was so close to your ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive flesh with each heaving breath he took. As he chased his own climax, he brought a hand between your bodies and rubbed tight, wet circles around your clit. It was already sensitive, your body was only barely recovering from your first orgasm, and yet something about the overstimulation was thrilling, like racing towards an impossible dream. With a shout, you came for the second time, melting into Baron Helmut’s arms as he quickly followed.

The two of you stayed there, slumped against the cool wall and still connected by your dripping sexes, for a few moments, breathing heavy. Surprisingly, you were the first to speak.

“Wow,” you breathed, letting a soft laugh escape your lips.

Helmut returned the sentiment. “You were wonderful,” In a strange moment of intimacy, he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, but then he pulled out, tying off the full condom and tossing it to the ground as he tucked himself back into his boxers and zipped up his fly.

“Are you just gonna leave that there?” you made a gesture towards his litter.

“They have janitors,”

A burbling laugh escaped from your lips. “That they do,”

Back in the main room of the party, the crowd had only grown larger as the night progressed. Nobody had seen you, nor had they noticed your cries as they danced and drank and made merry under the neon lights. You were, for all intents and purposes, invisible at Helmut’s side. Within and without. There was something exhilarating about knowing he was the only one that truly saw you in a room packed with hundreds. It was like something out of a twisted fairytale.

“So…” you broached the subject gently while you pulled down your dress to protect your modesty, “Did you mean what you said back there about Paris and Vienna, or…”

“Oh, you heard that?”

You snickered. “It was pretty hard not to with you breathing in my ear,”

“I apologize,” he leaned against the wall beside you, shoulder to shoulder in the darkness, “but yes, I meant what I said. I-”

Suddenly, from down the hall, a booming voice interrupted your moment.

“There you are!”

“Goddamnit, Zemo, I thought we told you to stay low not hire an escort,”

There, at the mouth of the hallway, stood two massive men. They were obviously displeased, and though their faces were obscured by the lights you could tell you weren’t the one they were after.

They called him Zemo… where had you heard that name before?

Helmut stepped away from the wall with a shrug. “At least I didn’t cause a scene by forgetting to put my phone on silent,”

The larger of the two men stayed where he was, while the other walked to meet the Baron in the middle.

“I swear to God, man, you’ve gotten ten times more insufferable since I learned you were rich.

The Baron shrugged. “It comes with the territory,”

“But you don’t have to be such a jackass about it,”

You felt it was a good time to chime in.

“Thank you so much for that, Helmut, but I think I should give you guys some privacy,” you said, straightening out your dress and walking deeper into the hallway. There had to be an exit somewhere…

“Wait!” When you turned, you found Helmut rushing to meet you. The men in the background looked shocked and almost smug. “Save your money. Meet me out at the airstrip tomorrow afternoon if you feel like seeing me again. If not, know that the Power Broker doesn’t let go of assets cheap, and you just slept with a man with a million dollar bounty, so buying your freedom isn’t an option. If you want to go without me, you’ll have to hitch a ride on a cargo ship but not as a stowaway. Working for your keep is the best way to stay under the radar. Nobody can touch you once you’r-”

You cut him off by pressing a finger to his lips. “I’ll see you at your private jet, Baron,”

He smirked. “So you will,” With as much gusto as a man could muster, he returned to his companions but not before offering one last goodbye. “Farewell, schatzi, until tomorrow,”

As you leaned up against the wall once more, you watched them go with a twinkle in your eye.

“Who was that?”

“None of your business, James,”

“Guys, what the hell did I just step on?”

“I believe that was my used rubber,”

“ZEMO!”

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a/n: I hope you enjoyed the filth! I haven’t written for Zemo before, even though I’ve loved him for years, but he’s definitely going into my main rotation now. If you have any ideas, send them my way! I’d love to fill the void, because there just aren’t very many Zemo x reader fics out there. If you enjoyed this, maybe reblog or leave a comment! I’d love to hear your thoughts. Thanks again!

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[slashingdisneypasta]

Ok so we all know that The Black Coldron is the closest thing to a horror movie we have from Disney (aside from the movie Something Wicked This Way Comes, assuming I'm remembering correctly that it was done by Disney), but what if Disney made all their movies more creepy like? I'm not talking about like if they just dropped the fairy tales and made slashers, I'm talking about the films they've done getting a scary spin similar to the Black Coldron. Like Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, etc. How do you think your favorite Disney films/villains would turn out if Disney let themselves go into the dark side?

And for the other side of the coin, imagine horror films getting a more... Well, family friendly feel/look. The plots are still the same, but they get Disneyfied. How do you think they'd turn out? I'm personally willing to bet all my money that Jason would be a classic Disney prince(ss); lives in the forest, one with nature, seen as one of the more kinder/sympathetic of the slashers, etc (and Chucky would definitely have some Dr. Facilier thing going on with all the voodoo)

Oh I love this concept!! First of all- Disney movies getting a darker twist.

Considering most fairytales and mythologies are dark in the first place- it wouldnt be very difficult. Unfortunately though I can't think of anything original 😅 Most everything has been done before with dark disney. Sorry I can't be more creative!! Haha 😅

As for Disney-Horror though!! I actually do have some things in the works for that- silly crossover things XD Like:

Hercules with Y/N as Meg, Jason as Hercules and Freddy as Hades. (Just fits so well?? 😅 )

The Princess and the Frog with Y/N as Tiana, Michael as Naveen and (Yes!!) Chucky as Facilier. (This is for sure the most crack, but I love Michael and Chucky together as a concept so 🤷‍♀️)

The Lion King, with Y/N as Nala, Thomas as Simba and Hoyt as Scar (a la the creepy Madness of King Scar scene where Scar Hoyt will try to convince Y/N, Simba's Thomas' betrothed, to help create a 'Host of little Scar's' with him)

Apart from silly x reader nonesence- I can truly see some of these Slashers as Disney movies though!! Haha XD Maybe I'm crazy- but- Jafar's and Jasmine's whole slave girl scene is farr creepier then anything Freddy did in the first ANOES. He was still invasive in that movie of course, thats the scary thing about Freddy, but with less then 10 mins of actual screentime he was not the full-on, backwards ✌️ sign in front of his mouth kind of sexual predator character that he builds up to. They could definetly keep the 'I'm your boyfriend now, Nancy' line considering the way Hades talks to Meg in Hercules and mayyybe the phone thing too (After all... Greasy did full on stick his hand down Jessica's cleavage in WFRR and that is a Disney movie folks XDD)- it's just the actual slashing that's posing a real issue!! XD😅XD😅 But Freddy's method of killing can be cushioned, I guess- make it more ambiguous and fantastical? With the dream powers and all. ANOES definetly has the magical element+larger then life, handsy villain+memorable setting+memorable heroine, which seems to be a tride and true Disney movie sum XD I dunno, take this or leave this- I'm just talking! XD 😅

Also Freddy has the greeeeen element, you know?? The limeeee green?~~

... plus if ANOES is animated you can have the original cast back *cough*

AND I LOVE YOUR DISNEY PRINCESS JASON IDEA!! He is absolutely majestic enough. Imagine that's how he knows where all his victims are, though?? Squirrels and little birdies tell him XDD

Imagine that movie though!!! A backwards Slasher with Disney animation and a KILLER ZOMBIE PRINCESS. He can talk to forest creatures so you can't hide, he's hard-working so you'll never get away, and his mother is dead. Because, obviously. They're all dead.

^^^^ this fucks me up (negatively) WAY WORSE THEN FREDDY'S SLIMEY TONGUE