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angstyx · 1 year

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one where the reader donates some money to get a tts message to play? (gender neutral, wilbur, fundy, and karl or more if you can ^^)

Reactions to You Donating to Them

Includes: George, Wilbur Soot, Fundy, Karl, Tommy, Sapnap

TW: cursing, small cringe? idk

Requested?: [Yes] [No]

Note: i didnt know if you wanted platonic or romantic so i did a mix of them

also ngl this was fun and i had a bunch of ideas so let me know if you want a part 2

and hey, been a while hasn’t it? This has been finished for a while I just didn’t feel like posting it

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George

« [username] donated $10! » “hi babe can do me a favor and go get the food I just ordered <33"

he's literally so confused from how random the message was

you knew he was streaming so of course you had to tease him

chat is laughing and telling george to listen to you and to go get the food

"[name]... you're literally in the room next to mine. You could get it yourself."

« [username] donated $10! » “shhh don't expose me like that and fyi im binge watching my favorite show rn so i'm busy"

literally deadpans at the camera

"[name] i'm literally streaming right now"

« [username] donated $15! » "aw okay :(( well no mcdonalds for you then... and i was hoping i could feed you too </3 "

blushes from your teasing

chat is going wild. i repeat. chat is going wild

[dsmp_fan] "george listen to [name] and get the mcdonalds so they can feed it to you >:/"

in the end he gave in and got the mcdonalds for you

chat wouldnt let him live the moment down but hey at least he got to eat some french fries

Wilbur Soot

« [username] donated $20! » "wilbur open the fucking door right now"

"huh [name]? what are you talking about?"

« [username] donated $10! » "i was bored so now i'm outside your office cause i want to be on your stream. now open the fucking door"

"say less"

literally RUNS to the door to open it without giving it a second thought

he was still un-muted though so chat could barely hear the conversations between you too

"why are you here [name]? and... why do you have a box of cookies with you"

"like i said i was bored and did i forget to say i'm hungry?"

"it's 2am"

"yet you're streaming?"

"touché"

Fundy

« [username] donated $15! » "babe what do you want for lunch"

"oh hey [name]! uh i'm not sure. what do you have in mind?"

« [username] donated $10! » "well we can either go out or have it sent to us"

"well i think we both know what's the better option"

« [username] donated $10! » "doordash it is. how does [your favorite restaurant/food] sound?

"perfect"

the viewers who were new to his streams were absolutely confused

was this normal? do you two usually communicate like this? with you just donating to him?

the viewers who always watched his streams were used to it

it happened almost every other stream basically

Karl

« [username] donated $30! » "KARL!! MY FAVORITE STREAMER AND MY BEST FRIEND!! :D"

a huge smile appears on his face the second he reads your donation and message

"[name]!!! MY BEST FRIEND!! HOW ARE YOU DOING?"

quackity who was in a call with karl couldnt help but fake-gasp

i mean basically everyone knows he loves to be dramatic

"KARL I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR BEST FRIEND" D:

« [username] donated $20! » "shut up quackity :/ karl is my best friend, go find a new one. oh and i'm doing good karl"

karl just laughs while quackity fake sobs and starts cursing at you

« [username] donated $10! » "karl can i join the call? it'll be easier to talk to quackity "

"uh sure... no yelling please"

« [username] donated $20! » "no promises"

the second you joined, you began cursing and yelling at quackity

like you said, no promises

Tommy

« [username] donated $10! » "hey idiot, can i join your stream"

"first of all, how dare you call me a idiot and second of all, no"

« [username] donated $10! » "why not"

couldnt help but scoff at your message as chat begs tommy to let you join

chat absolutely loves the banter between you two though it usually ended in tommy's mom yelling at him from how loud he was cursing into the mic

"because i said so"

« [username] donated $50! » "what if i give you money"

"that won't make me change my mind"

« [username] donated $10! » "okay fine :/ how about i stop being annoying to you"

he was actually thinking hard about this one

not even joking

"wait actually? hmm... what do you think chat?"

« [username] donated $10! » "hurry up and decide"

"okay fine, you can join"

« [username] donated $10! » "yay :D"

*queue you joining the call*

"I never said how long i'll stop being annoying so ha hey you bitch"

*queue you being kicked from the call*

« [username] donated $1! » "fuck you"

Sapnap

« [username] donated $10! » "did you eat my ice cream"

literally looked at the donation message for a second before immediately looking away

the guilt is clearly on his face

"I don't know what you're talking about. I never saw any ice cream in your mini-fridge."

« [username] donated $10! » "huh strange, I never mentioned it being in my mini-fridge"

oh shit

he's done for

"uh well i guessed cause i always see food in there like ice cream"

« [dsmp_fan] donated $5! » "stop fucking lying sapnap"

"how could you betray me like this, chat. I swear i didnt take your ice cream [name]"

« [username] donated $10! » "fine i believe you"

"thank you"

...

« [username] donated $10! » "you fucker i literally see the empty ice cream pint on the table behind you"

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mysecretlittlelibrary · 10 months

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Heeyyy, if u take requests and your alright with it, may I request eddie and venom x reader (established relationship) smut? Whatever it is can be up to you.

~Pleasure Beyond Pleasure~

Pairing: Reader x Venom & Eddie

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: alright got lots to cover; oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, tentacle fucking, DP, anal, creampie, overstimulation, there's some praise kink in there- there's like... suspension??? unprotected sex (be safe they're stealing rights out here), squirting, nipple play, there's so much going on omg

Genre: Smut- as requested, some fluff in there too (bc aftercare is SO important)

Summary: Venom stumbles upon something that makes him want to show you another side of him.

A/N: This ask gave me so much leeway??? I hope you like what I came up with????? :D

***

You hear the apartment door swing open as you're pulling on one of your boyfriend's hoodies, it's not cold you just like to wear his clothes and now that you live together you take full advantage of that.

"Babe? I'm back with food! Where'd ya go?" Eddie shouts as he shuts the door behind him.

"Stealing your clothes!" You call back as you walk out of his room to meet him.

"Hello, gorgeous." Eddie says pulling you towards him with an arm around your waist.

"You saw me like twenty minutes ago." You laugh.

"Any time is far too long away from you." He winks kissing you dizzyingly before going into the kitchen.

"Well we live together Eddie, you'll have plenty of time with me." You hum. You and Eddie recently moved into a two bedroom apartment together and so far it's been pretty much perfect.

"Will be utilizing that. What do you want to drink baby?" He asks, sticking his head in the fridge.

"Do we have any more fruit punch?" You ask.

"Yeah, you know V wanted me to buy like 5 of them when I was grocery shopping the other day."

"What? Why?" You laugh grabbing the bag of takeout and walking it over to the coffee table in the living room. You take out the two containers in the bag and figure out which one is yours while Eddie pours your juice for you.

"Well because it's your favorite and he was adamant that we should never run out."

"You explained to him that it's not that serious right?" You ask.

"Of course I did." He scoffs kissing the top of your head as he joins you on the couch. "He still made me grab an extra one so- that's in the pantry." Eddie says and you laugh.

"What a cutie." You hum. "You fed him, right?"

"Yeah, he had like 5 chocolate bars on the way to get food."

"Alright, dinner time then." You say grabbing the TV remote to put on the show you and Eddie are currently binging. This is your nightly routine, you have dinner together while watching a show and catching each other up on your respective days. You both find that it's the perfect way to wind down at the end of the day. When the food is finished Eddie stands to clear your plates so you pause the show.

"Oh, Eddie can you grab my phone charger from my room, please? Should be by the side table." You tell him.

"Yeah sure." He darts down the hall into your room but it's not Eddie that returns.

"CHOCOLATE DROP!" Venom says.

"Oh hey V, was wondering when you'd make an appearance."

"EDDIE SAYS YOU'LL NEED TO ADJUST TO LIVING WITH US- ME BEING AROUND ALL THE TIME."

"Aw no, you know I love you Venom." You frown a bit, reaching up to pat his smooth cheek. Eddie wasn't exactly shy about his unusual situation- he told you about Venom relatively early, a few months after you made things official but it wasn't until after you'd been together over a year that you actually met Venom. After a year, you think you're quite used to him even if you've only moved in with the duo a couple of weeks ago.

"I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU." Venom announces.

"Shoot."

"WHAT IS THIS?" He asks holding up your sparkly purple vibrator.

"I sent yall in there for a phone charger and that's what you came back with?" You laugh.

"I tried to stop him. He does not listen." Eddie reappears but Venom's head pokes out from behind him, still holding your toy.

"It's a vibrator Venom." You tell him.

"A VIBRATOR?" His head tilts curiously.

"Here give it to me." You hold out your hand and he drops the toy onto it. You turn on the toy and grab his- tentacle that was holding the toy- pressing it gently to the appendage.

"OH. STRANGE." Venom concludes.

"Yes, sort of. On certain parts of the body, it's very stimulating. You can use it to have an orgasm." You explain turning off the toy.

"IS EDDIE NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO DO THAT?" Venom's eyes squint in confusion.

"Venom!?" Eddie's tone is incredulous as you break into giggles at the question.

"Okay first of all V, I use it when I'm alone, I've never needed it to make an appearance in bed with Eddie." You explain through laughter.

"Yeah. Exactly." Eddie huffs.

"Secondly sweetie, and this is for both of you, toys in the bedroom are not an indicator of poor performance. They're a fun addition. Like how you enhance your host's capabilities Venom."

"I'M WAY BETTER THAN SOME NOISY PIECE OF PLASTIC." Venom says indignantly.

"You are so missing my point, big guy." You laugh. Eddie lets out a shocked sound that grabs your attention.

"What's wrong E?" You ask him with a concerned frown.

"Nothing." He shakes his head.

"Well what was that noise?" You ask.

"I may not be able to stop Venom from sharing his thoughts with me but I can kind of stop him from sharing them with you. Trust me you don't wanna know." Eddie says shifting slightly.

"What are you talking about? I'm more than capable of handling Venom." You scoff. Eddie's eyes screw shut for a moment while Venom grins wickedly.

"Venom what the hell are you doing?" You ask the alien directly.

"Don't answer that." Eddie snaps at him.

"No. Answer me." You say.

"I'M JUST SHOWING EDDIE ALL THE WAYS I'M SO MUCH BETTER THAN SOME SILLY BUZZY STICK." Venom says.

"What?" You chuckle a bit at the phrasing.

"He is being absolutely vile in my head." Eddie huffs.

"YOU CAN PRETEND TO DISLIKE IT ALL YOU WANT EDDIE BUT DO NOT FORGET I AM YOU." Venom says.

"I am confused." You say.

"WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO SHOW YOU WHAT I'VE SHOWN HIM?" Venom asks you.

"I dunno if I wanna be your host tonight V."

"That is not what he means." Eddie says.

"Well then stop being weird and tell me what he means."

"I CAN GIVE YOU MORE PLEASURE THAN ANY- VIBRATOR YOU COULD POSSIBLY OWN."

"Oh-" You breathe out, caught off guard by the promise in his words.

"WILL YOU LET ME?" He asks. You hesitate. You've taken things very slow when it comes to Venom. At least compared to Eddie. To be fair you didn't know about Venom at first and while you do care for the alien you're not always clear on how much your relationship with Eddie bleeds into his with Venom, although- it seems that as far as they're concerned it's one and the same.

"O-okay." You finally say. Now is as good a time as any to solidify your relationship with Venom in ways you've already done with Eddie.

"Are you sure? You don't even know what you're signing up for." Eddie scans your face, perhaps looking for some sign of reproach.

"I'm sure. I trust you. Both of you." You nod.

"GOOD." Two, three, four tentacles slither out from- Eddie's back you suppose, and wrap around you, pulling you off the couch and towards him.

"I should warn you the tentacles are a bit... unpredictable. They can change shape and size according to what they're being used for and they have a tendency to- wander without warning." Eddie tells you, not before one of the tentacles slides under your- Eddie's hoodie, and up your stomach.

"Oh." You gasp at the cool feeling against your bare skin but you can't react beyond that before Venom is leaning over to kiss you. You feel Eddie's hands settle on your waist while Venom's tongue explores your mouth fiercely. Tentacles tug your shorts and underwear down quicker than you can process.

"You'll be a bit rag-dolled for a while, the uh- tentacles will position you however we need." Eddie says once Venom has ended your kiss. Tentacles pull the hoodie over your head and you're now bare in front of two pairs of eyes that take a few moments just to drink you in before those tentacles begin moving again. Two of them wrap around your breasts, the tips toying with your nipples, while another slips between your legs circling your clit.

"SO PRETTY." Venom hums as your body bows and bends from his touch. "I'M GOING TO RUIN YOU."

"Oh god." You whimper as his tentacle against your clit seems to split, teasing your entrance while still rolling your clit in maddening circles.

"I love your little sounds so much." Eddie says gently tugging your chin so you'll look at him. When your legs start to wobble beneath you from the pleasure building like a fire in your veins, tentacles raise you entirely off the ground, holding you in the air on your back, legs spread wide enough for Venom and Eddie to watch as a tentacle shallow fucks your hole. You squirm in Venom's hold, and while the tentacles allow your body to thrash they certainly give no leeway for your position.

"F-fuck I'm close. I'm close I-" Your desperate whines are stopped abruptly when another appendage makes itself at home between your lips. A tentacle fucks into your throat in time with the one stretching your pussy and you can only moan around it as your hips search for more.

"YOUR MOUTH FEELS AS GOOD AS YOUR PUSSY DOES." Venom grunts.

"You look so gorgeous all stuffed baby. Letting Venom turn you into a fuckdoll like this- our beautiful dirty little slut." Eddie coos at you. You whine at his words although it's garbled by the large tentacle still filling your mouth.

"OH SHE LIKES THAT. BEING CALLED OUR LITTLE SLUT. BEING A FUCKDOLL. SHE LIKES IT A LOT. SHE'S SQUEEZING ME REALLY TIGHT." Venom tells Eddie.

"I bet she is. You should see what happens when you make her cum V- it's like a vice grip." Eddie says. Venom's eyes light up as he focuses on pulling you over the edge, the tentacle against your clit rubs faster, harder, deadlier- you barely have time to prepare for it when your orgasm hits you. It's sudden and strong enough that you're practically screaming around Venom's tentacle in your mouth as your body shakes from the force of it.

"SO- TIGHT." Venom growls.

"Told ya." Eddie muses. Still recovering, you barely register the tentacles that hold you in place moving you until Venom's tongue is lapping at your core feverishly. Sensitive from the orgasm you just had, your moans are more like high-pitched squeals as overstimulation fights against the onslaught of pleasure Venom is giving you. You can't stop shaking as he eats you out, his tongue is long and thick, fucking you as harshly as his tentacles just did with ease. He explores your insides noisily, slurping and humming his approval at your taste. Tongue not leaving you, he flips you in the air so you're facing the floor several feet above it. Eddie stares up at your pleasure-squeezed face as Venom brings you to your second orgasm, your body thrashing as it comes.

"Still with us pretty girl?" Eddie asks you. When your eyes open, you've moved again. You're at eye level with Eddie, facing him, tentacles hold your legs wide open on either side of his waist.

"Still with you." You pant.

"Good." He caresses your cheek so sweetly in contrast to how Venom has been manhandling you for the past- who knows how long. The tender moment doesn't last long though as tentacles impale you on Eddie's dick seconds later and your back arches as you moan at the intrusion.

"Oh Fuck." You let out. A tentacle around your waist seems to be primarily responsible for this but you're sure several are working together as Venom moves you up and down Eddie's length with ease. Eddie's a mess of curses and groans letting himself get lost in the feeling of your warmth since Venom is doing all the work.

"I WANT ALL OF YOU CHOCOLATE DROP." Venom says.

"God! Take it Venom. Take all of me. It's yours, both of yours. Holy fuck. Please." You pant out through moans. A tentacle slides between your asscheeks, caressing your free hole much like a tongue would.

"EVEN HERE? YOU'LL LET ME TAKE HERE TOO?" Venom asks.

"YES! Yes please Venom! Oh my god!" You wail clinging to Eddie. That tentacle slowly breaches your asshole and the whine you let out at being so full is music to both of their ears.

"Fuck- we'll have to double fuck you more often if that's how you react princess." Eddie groans.

"Oh yes, please. Please do it more. Fill all my holes." You moan.

"PERFECT. YOU ARE THE PERFECT SLUT." Venom tells you stuffing your mouth with a tentacle once again. It's becoming entirely too much to keep track of, being fucked on Eddie's dick, Venom filling your ass and mouth, tentacles sliding over any free patch of skin they can find, the pleasure you're feeling is nothing short of overwhelming. A tentacle sliding between you and Eddie to toy with your swollen clit pushes you practically into delirium. You're a nonstop stream of high-pitched whines and moans stifled only by the tentacle you're choking on, your body is trembling and spasming as another orgasm hits you, this one squirting all over Eddie and you and your living room floor but Venom doesn't stop. He splits the tentacle fucking your ass now stuffing the hole twice as full, he brings another tentacle to join Eddie's dick in your puffy swollen cunt, he keeps fucking your throat, toying with your nipples, rolling your clit in tight circles. You're so full, so overstimulated, that you're certain you're going to pass out, you can't do anything except scream and moan and thrash and take it. Take everything he's giving you. Take every tentacle he's stuffing you with. Take every orgasm he's forcing you to have. He takes three more from you and even forces two from Eddie before his tentacles finally slow. When his release joins the mess of yours everywhere you feel absolutely drowned in cum.

"V- that was way too much." Eddie pants out. He's in much better shape than you are though also exhausted. You can't even open your eyes as you listen to them speak. You think you're moving but you're floating so far away from here you can't say for sure.

"I DIDN'T KILL HER." Venom says.

"Well yeah but- she's not gonna let you touch her for at least a few days now." Eddie warns him. Water's running.

"I SAID I WOULD RUIN HER!"

"You passed ruining her after like 4 orgasms V." Eddie sighs. "You do everything so to the extreme."

"YOU KNEW WHAT I WAS PLANNING."

"I thought you'd take it easy on her as you've never even been with her before man." Warm. You're surrounded by warmth. A bath you think, though you still can't open your eyes to check. The wall of heat behind you tells you Eddie's in with you.

"I HAD TO SHOW HER I WAS BETTER THAN THAT PIECE OF PLASTIC."

"You're so competitive." Eddie chuckles.

"WELL YES. WHY SHOULD SHE NEED THAT IF SHE HAS US?"

"When she wakes up and tells you not to come near her for two weeks I don't want to hear any complaints."

"TWO WEEKS?!"

You stop listening at that point, your body finally feeling like you're fully back inside it. Everything is heavy, you were floating before now you're made of lead. You still feel weightless but as in the way an anchor floating to the bottom of the ocean would feel weightless. Moments pass and you're eventually removed from the blanket of warmth you were just in. Before you can vocalize your protest you're wrapped again in something fluffy. A towel. You're really trying hard to keep track of what's happening as you're moved again, this time dropped eventually in a bed.

"Cuddles." You barely manage to mumble the word out but it seems your boyfriend gets the hint and you feel the bed dip beside you and his arms pull you into his side. You finally settle completely, letting sleep pull you in with one final thought; with these two things will never be boring.

***

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 9 months

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Note: request by @bubblyabs! thank you so much!! I hope you'll like it!

Warnings: SKMD SPOILERS. fluff/smut 18+, a lot of fourth wall breaking and my infamous attempt at humor.

pairing: SKMD!Sihtric x Modern!You (f)

summary: The fictional man of your dreams was suddely not so fictional anymore.

wordcount: 5,2k

'You looked really hot there.'

There you were again, wrapped in a blanket on your couch, ready to once again finish another binge rewatch of The Last Kingdom. You just couldn't stop yourself. Ever since you became obsessed with the show, you could watch nothing else. No other series appealed to you anymore, and you kept going back to the very first episode, pathetically anticipating the second season, because that's where your favourite character comes in; Sihtric Kjartansson. The man needs no introduction, if we're honest.

You don't know what exactly it is about him, but you were smitten. Each time he appeared on screen, you needed a glass of water and a cold shower afterwards.

You thought the actor who played him was cute too, you just couldn't really recall his name, you only remembered he had some complicated last name, Federsomething. However, cute or not, nothing was better than the rugged look of that pretty Danish rat boy in that medieval Netflix show. And so, only several weeks since your last rewatch, you were watching the movie again, which was the very last taste of the entire show you would ever get. Until they'll make some lousy remake in 10 years or something, which you would obviouslly not watch because you couldn't stand the thought of all those actors being replaced. Not on your watch.

Anyway, you had cried your absolute eyes out during the movie when you saw it the first time. But more importantly: whoever was responsible for Sihtric's haircut in the movie, was an actual blessing from the lord. Every time you saw his very first scene in that movie, where he walks up to Uhtred, with that long, loose hair, you simply just slide down your couch, being a whole hot mess. The things you would do to get that man in your bed, and the things you would do to him… oh, if only he wasn't fictional. You'd let him rail you, but alas.

And that made you groan each time. The most beautiful and perfect man you had ever seen was freaking fictional! It seems ridiculous, but Sihtric just ticked all your boxes.

He was funny, brave, loyal, adorable, hot, sexy, maybe not the smartest but you had no problem taking care of that man, he was good with weapons, he was protective and a real family man. What else could a you possibly want? You cursed Bernard Cornwell for coming up with the character and whoever casted that actor, as they are clearly responsible for you being forever single. Because you would never settle for anyone who was not Sihtric Kjartansson; fictional character and the goddamn love of your life.

And just like two weeks ago, you finished the movie and switched off your tv, while being a sobbing, snotty mess once again. Your three week holiday had just started, and your initial plan was to stay up late each night, but you had a headache from crying, so you decided to go to bed when it wasn't even close to midnight.

The next morning you woke up early because of some loud banging. You figured the toddlers of your upstairs neighbours were at it again, banging their fists on the wall, running through their apartment. You could hear their little gremlin claws stomp and scratch everywhere they went. But you had to admit, they were louder than usual today, and it actually sounded like they were kicking and stomping at your front door.

You groaned and got dressed for another day of simply doing nothing. You started your coffee machine and opened the door to your little hallway, which led through the front door. You hadn't checked for any mail downstairs in a few days, and it was time to leave your cave for that little adventure to the main hall of your apartment building.

But you would not get there, at least, not any time soon. No. You were about to get the biggest jump scare of your life, to which you would scream so loud, it would without a doubt wake up the entire city. And after that, everything would turn black in front of your eyes.

During your unconscious state you had the weirdest dream. You had opened the door to your hallway and found the cause of that weird banging noise. The noise came from your own apartment. The noise was created by a man, kicking at, and rattling your door, in a pathetic attempt to open it. And it wasn't just any man.

You recognised him from the back within a split second. It was the fictional man of your dreams, dressed in the red-brownish leather armour he wore when you last saw him on your tv, his hair braided and his face bloody and bewildered. You screamed so loud when you saw him, that someone probably called the cops, because it was a horrible, distressing sound. And it also scared the hell out of Sihtric, who turned to face you while reaching for the hilt of his sword as he stepped closer. But after a second, his expression changed from anger to astonishment, and he stared at you, all confused and wide-eyed. You stared into his mismatched eyes as he was merely two paces away from you.

'Lady?' he said, with the voice and accent that simply set your body on fire whenever you heard it.

And you randomly thought how Sihtric looked taller on tv than he did in real life, in your hallway, and then everything just turned black.

And it turned out that it wasn't a dream. But it all had actually happened before you passed out, in your hallway. Sihtric had been quick to catch your fall and caught you in his arms. While still completely confused, and in shock, he had carried you into your living room and carefully laid you down on your couch. And as it would take a good five minutes before you regained consciousness again, Sihtric took a quick look around your apartment, growing more confused and concerned with every passing second.

And you suddenly opened your eyes again as he had his back turned to you.

You blinked rapidly, your eyes trying to focus on the backside of the man in armour, which you recognised all too well. It hadn't been a dream, it all actually happened. And it was still happening apparently. How the fuck was this possible? Did someone prank you? Did someone pay a ridiculous amount of money to hire the actual actor, just to scare the shit out of you and to mess with you? Breaking your heart in the process as you could never be with the man of your dreams? What a sick joke.

While that medieval looking hunk stared at your family pictures, you quietly took your phone from your pocket and opened instagram. Your eyes grew wide when you saw that the actual actor, who you knew played Sihtric in the show, had posted a story just a minute ago, announcing that he was currently in some country, far away from yours, at a comic con.

'No way,' you whispered, 'but then who the fuck-', you looked back at Sihtric again, who had made his way over to your Last Kingdom book collection.

He stared at it, but as you couldn't see his face, you had no idea what he was doing because you remembered he shouldn't be able to read. You followed his movements with huge eyes, completely in shock, and without realising it, your phone slipped out of your hands and dropped on the floor with a loud thump. You spooked Sihtric, who slightly jumped, and was quick to turn around, again ready to draw his sword.

'Where am I?' he asked, trying to sound calm.

'W-what… uh, England?'

'England?'

'E-England,' you said again.

'What is the year, lady?'

'2024.'

'What?'

'No, sorry! Sorry, I- I mean 2023!'

Sihtric stared at you, and you thought if he wouldn't blink soon, his eyes would dry out.

'H-how did you get here?' you asked.

'How did you get here?' he asked cautiously.

'I… live here?' you frowned.

'Why?'

You blinked. 'Because… I… pay to live here?'

'Oh,' Sihtric said, then nodded, 'that seems fair. What is that?' he asked, pointing to your tv.

'It's a t- uhh,' you figured that if for some reason this really was Sihtric, the medieval dude from your favourite tv show, he would not know what a tv is, so for the sake of playing it safe, you lied, 'it's a… art.'

'Art?'

'Yes, like a drawing,' you panicked.

Sihtric looked at the tv, then back at you, and said, 'but it's all black?'

'Well, it's… modern… art? It's really expensive,' you said, hoping he would not try to break your tv for whatever reason.

'Expensive?'

'Yes,' you said, 'it's, uh, over a six hundred poun- pieces of silver.'

Sihtric looked back at your tv again, scratched his forehead, and then locked eyes with you again, 'Lady,' he snickered, 'I think someone has fooled you. That drawing is not worth that amount of silver.'

You smiled, simply agreeing, while anticipating his next move.

'Is that,' he squinted his eyes and walked over to your kitchen, 'Uhtred?' he frowned, looking at your coffee cup which had a picture of Uhtred's face on it, 'why?' Sihtric asked as he looked back at you.

'I, uhh…' were you going to tell him they didn't have a cup with his face on it, and that you had sent an angry email to the company? Maybe not. You cleared your throat, but before you could speak, Sihtric's eyes found the large framed poster of him, Finan and Uhtred on your wall. And his eyes grew wide.

'Where did you get that? Why am I… why are… wh-,' Sihtric stopped talking, then eventually said, 'who made this painting?'

'... Google?'

'Who is Google?'

'It's, well, so,' you stammered.

'You paid six hundred pieces of silver for this too?'

'Wha- no, more like…seven.'

'Seven hundred?' Sihtric gasped, 'lady,' he smiled, clearly flattered.

'No! I mean like seven pou- bloody pieces of silver!'

'Seven?' he frowned, suddenly offended, 'only seven? Yet you paid six hundred for that?' he pointed at your tv.

'Sihtric, look,' you sighed.

'How do you know my name?' he asked, frightened.

Okay. This had to stop, right now. What the fuck is going on?

You told Sihtric to shut up, a little harsher than you really meant, but so be it. You took his hands and sat him down on your couch. For some reason he kept holding your hands, which you obviously didn't mind, and you tried to explain how you knew who he was while desperately not trying to get distracted by his appearance. Those tattooed fingers, the tattoo on his neck, and all those scars. He was even more handsome in real life. If this was real life, of course.

'You… you have seen my life?' Sihtric frowned, 'on… the black painting?'

'Yes, it's called a tv. Here, I can show you,' you took the remote, and Sihtric gasped when he suddenly heard noise and saw moving images on the previously black screen.

'Sorcery,' he whispered with big eyes, squeezing your hand.

'No, not sorcery,' you said, remembering how awfully superstitious he was in season 3. And how cute he looked in season 3. Well, he was cute in every season.

'The… the people,' Sihtric suddenly said, 'are they s-stuck?'

'Stuck?'

'Are they stuck in the painting?' he asked, concerned.

'What? No… no, it's… oh god,' you sighed, 'the people are fine,' you smiled.

You quickly switched on Seven Kings Must Die, and you thought Sihtric was going to pass out. He jumped up when he saw Finan and Ingrith, near the beginning of the movie, in Uhtred's hall, your favourite scene, and he ran to the tv.

'Finan!' Sihtric yelled, 'is he stuck?' he looked back at you, worried, 'can he… can he hear me?'

Sihtric turned to the tv again and pressed his fingers against the screen.

'No! Don't touch the screen!' you yelled, worried he'd damage it with his rough fingers, and Sihtric was quick to pull his hand back with a flinch. And you felt horrible for making him flinch, but before you could apologise, Sihtric had composed himself again.

'But… F-Finan?' he asked, 'is he okay? Where is he?'

'Finan is fine! He's not stuck! This all already happened… right?' you grimaced, hoping you were right somehow.

Sihtric looked at you, confused, then back to the screen, and he stumbled backwards when he saw his own face appear on the magic painting. He watched the scene unfold, and he didn't know what to say, he just stared at the screen as he reached for your hand again.

'You looked really hot there,' you blurted out, and you felt yourself blush.

'Hot?' Sihtric frowned, 'I wasn't hot, lady. It was a cold night! Can't you see the furs?' he scoffed.

'No, I mean, you- … no, you're right. It must've been… really cold that day.'

'It was,' Sihtric said sternly, and looked back at the screen again, 'I remember this,' he gasped, 'Finan said he only fell asleep once,' he said, just seconds before Finan said the line on tv.

'See!' Sihtric gasped and looked at you again, 'he actually has fallen asleep many times, lady,' he grinned.

Holy fuck. You didn't even think about that. Sihtric obviously knew everything that had happened, the whole story, not just the bits and pieces you saw from their lives on tv.

'H-has he?' you asked, cautiously.

'Yes, lady,' Sihtric said, 'it often happened because he had too much ale the night before. And because he's old,' he winked with a grin.

'Oh,' you snickered, 'I see. And… you never fell asleep?'

'Me? no, never,' he said with confidence.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes, lady.'

You hummed and skipped to the scene where both Finan and Sihtric had fallen asleep, while Uhtred was awake.

'So…' you smiled, pointing at the tv.

Sihtric gasped, 'No, that… see! See, I'm awake. I was merely resting my eyes, I was… in deep thought,' he lied.

'Okay,' you laughed, 'if you say so.'

You watched Sihtric's face, which went from mildly ashamed to a light chuckle, and soon he laughed softly along with you. He still had no idea how it was possible that he could see his own face on your expensive painting, but Sihtric was a simple guy; he saw a pretty lady and he was smitten, not caring about much else anymore, except for winning your heart. He clearly didn't know you were basically ready to marry him on the spot. And for some reason you both just seemed to accept the situation, no questions asked. You watched the rest of the movie together, and it was surreal. Sihtric remembered everything, told you little anecdotes and simply seemed to enjoy seeing his friends on your screen.

'So… did Uhtred die?' you asked when the end credits were shown on screen.

'Uhtred died?!' Sihtric gasped.

'What? No, I mean, I'm asking you!'

'Uhtred was alive when I last saw him!' Sihtric said, and so you found out Sihtric had ended up in your world only hours after that heartbreaking last scene in the movie.

'Okay, then I'm sure he's, uh, fine,' you tried to convince yourself as much as you tried to convince Sihtric. 'Also,' you cleared your throat, 'what happened to your wife and kids?'

'Oh,' he said, 'we had a rough divorce. She broke my heart and took the kids,' he shrugged.

'Oh,' you blinked, surprised, 'I'm… sorry?'

'Are you married?' Sihtric blurted out.

'Uh, me?' you chuckled, twirling your hair, looking the handsome Dane up and down, 'n-no, I'm not. Why?' you kicked your feet.

Sihtric stared at you, he just couldn't believe his luck after being strangely teleported into a different year and world, ending up with a beautiful lady who wasn't married. But then he thought that was odd, because why weren't you married yet? A pretty lady who was clearly rich, at least that's what he thought, who lived in a nice home, was of marriage age, who was also very kind and funny, and with a body which he would undoubtedly be thinking of later that night. Why has no one married you yet, he wondered.

'Are you cursed?' he said without thinking.

'What?'

'Cursed,' he said again, 'you're not married. Why?'

'Uh, well,' you cleared your throat, 'I'm… picky.'

Sure, picky. You were simply in love with the medieval, fictional man on your couch, and you would never settle for anything less.

'Picky?' Sihtric frowned.

'Yes,' you replied, 'only a certain kind of man could win my heart,' you grinned, mindlessly twirling your hair around your fingers again.

'Oh?' Sihtric raised an eyebrow and smirked, clearly intrigued.

And he thought of it as a game now, a game he desperately wanted to play, because he wanted to know if he could win. And gods, how he wanted to win you and take you back home with him. Or stay here with you, he really didn't care, not after you just batted your eyelashes at him. No, he would do everything for you now.

'So,' he cleared his throat, shifting a little closer next to you on the couch, 'what kind of man would that be?'

'Hm,' you hummed, thinking as if you weren't looking at that specific man, 'a man who is… kind,' you said, 'loyal and brave,' you smiled at him.

Sihtric hummed and licked his lips as he gave you a playful look. He knew he was kind, loyal and brave, so he figured his chances with you were pretty good right now.

'And… someone who is not afraid to take charge,' you teased, seeing if he's willing to take the bait.

Sihtric grinned and slightly adjusted his position.

'He also has to be protective,' you said, 'and strong,' your eyes trailed down to his clothed biceps, knowing very well what's underneath all of that fabric he was wearing.

'Well,' Sihtric smiled, a little cocky, 'I might just be the man for you then.'

'You think so? I'm not sure…,' you played it cool, but inside you were going stark raving mad, this surely had to be a dream.

'I think I am,' he gave you a smirk and winked.

You were absolutely ready to pull that man in your bed, but it was only noon, you had just met him a few hours ago, and everything was just really freaking weird. So you held back. You told him you'd think about it, to which he frowned, playfully offended. You bickered a little and eventually ended up discussing what on earth you two were going to do now. He had nowhere to go, and you didn't want to kick him out, but he was still a stranger. Even though he had lived in your head rent free for years already. You told him first things first; he had to get into different clothes. Which he agreed to. You did some digging and found some sweatpants you had bought online years ago, which turned out way too big for you, and you had forgotten to return it, which came in handy now. Unfortunately, the sweatpants were pastel pink, and Sihtric clenched his jaw, exhaling sharply as he grabbed them out of your hands. You snorted, and to make it worse, the only thing you owned which he would possibly fit in, was a matching sleeveless crop top.

'No,' Sihtric said sternly, looking at the top you held in your hands.

'Guess you're not brave enough for me then,' you taunted.

Sihtric huffed and snatched the shirt out of your hands. You pointed him towards your bathroom, where he stayed for quite a while, simply admiring every foreign object before he even thought of changing clothes. And when he finally walked out, you thought you were going to pass out again.

He had untangled his previously braided hair, wearing it down now, which you loved so much, all while wearing that sleeveless crop top, which barely covered half of his insanely toned upper body. And the matching sweatpants hung on his hips, low enough to reveal he wasn't wearing any underwear, which made sense, as you had no underwear that would possibly fit him.

He raked his fingers through his hair, exposing even more of his trained torso when he did, and every single filthy thought you ever had about that man crossed your mind at once. You desperately tried to shake your thoughts and took him back into your living room, where you sat down and simply talked. He wanted to know all about you, and even though he didn't understand a lot of the things you mentioned, he knew he was going to marry you. Somehow.

Later you made him dinner and as promised, Sihtric slept on the couch. And you had to fight the desperate urge to find him in the night and lure him into your bed, which Sihtric would have gladly allowed to happen.

A few days passed and Sihtric seemed to adapt decently. He was not as dumb as Uhtred and Finan always made him seem, but he was definitely as clumsy as expected. Knocking over drinks, breaking small objects which he wanted to look at but his hands were too rough, things like that. But you couldn't give a shit, you were madly in love with him, and you couldn't wait for him to break you-... your bed.

Sihtric was very flirty too, and loved brushing his fingers over your face, arms, or well, anywhere he could really, whenever he could. But he was also a true gentleman, and slept on your couch each night, for nearly a week.

One evening he asked if he could see one of those Last Kingdom episodes you had talked about, and you agreed.

It was still unreal to watch an episode with the one and only Sihtric Kjartansson next to you, and it still felt like a dream. You switched on a random episode, and it happened to be the one where his father, Kjartan, ends up getting killed. At first Sihtric had been watching in awe, amazed that he could relive parts of his life like that.

But when he realised where it was going, his face became more and more deprived of emotions. You noticed it quite late and wanted to switch the tv off once you saw it, just before Kjartan got killed, but Sihtric stopped you by taking your hand in his. And he held your hand tightly as he watched the scene unfold. He showed no emotion, which told you he was more or less at peace with it, but it still was a rough moment to sit through.

When the episode was over, Sihtric looked at you, and you could finally do what you had always wanted to do after seeing Sihtric in that terrible scene; you pulled him in your arms and held him tight.

'Are you okay?' you asked after a moment.

'Yeah,' he said quietly, enjoying the feeling of having his arms around you.

He softly hummed as you brushed your fingers through his long, wavy hair, which was simply another dream come true, and he held you tightly for a long time.

'Can I stay with you?' Sihtric suddenly asked a few evenings later as you had just watched another episode.

'What?' you asked.

'Can I stay here? With you? I mean… I- I like you. I like being here,' he said, 'and, unless we find out how I got here, I have nowhere to go.'

'Y-you want to stay here? With me?' you frowned.

Sihtric wasn't wrong, he truly had no place to go and you also still had no idea how on earth he had gotten here, which you both quickly stopped questioning as it drove you mad. And naturally you wanted him to stay, but it would be a hard thing to explain to your friends and family, who knew all about your (unhealthy) love for Sihtric, who was, until last week, non-existent in the real world.

'I'd like to stay,' Sihtric smiled sweetly at you, 'with you, lady.'

And you just couldn't resist him anymore. With his long, wavy hair, those mismatched eyes, that smile, and the pink crop top he kept wearing once he realised you liked it on him. He did swap the pastel sweatpants for a black one, after you had bought it for him a few days ago. He was simply the most mesmerising man you had ever seen, and before you knew it, your lips crashed together into a heated kiss. And you tore each other's clothes off as fast as you could. You've been waiting years for this dream to become a reality, and you absolutely would live your fantasy to the fullest right now.

Sihtric seemed just as desperate as you, but before he pulled your panties down, you ran to your bedroom. He was still a medieval man, who knows what he caught in those days and you wanted to limit the risk of catching something as much as you could, and also you did not want a baby, yet, so you grabbed a condom. Sihtric frowned at the package, and you quickly understood he had never seen such a thing. You chuckled a little awkwardly and opened the package.

'It's protection,' you explained, but you didn't want to spook him by talking about STDs, knowing he would probably think it's a curse, so you simply said, 'it's so you don't put a child- I mean, pup in my belly,' you frowned a little as you said the ancient words.

'You do not want my pups?' Sihtric asked, and he almost sounded hurt.

'N… I… well,' you cleared your throat, 'not yet,' you admitted.

Sihtric started to ramble and question you, and you politely asked him to stop talking. You asked if he was okay with everything, to which he then nodded with a smirk, and he allowed you to put the condom on him. And the low hums he let out when you did so, were enough to turn your insides into jelly, and the pressure between your thighs was immense and unbearable. And as you wanted to take your hands off him, he quickly held onto your arm, keeping your hand in place.

'Please,' Sihtric said with big, darkened eyes and a sly smile.

And you understood he seemed to like the feeling of your hand working his length. You had to admit, all those fanfic writers did not lie about his size; you had nothing to complain about here. God, the way you enjoyed having this man on your couch, completely naked, except for the Mjölnir pendant around his neck, with his head thrown back as he smiled while soft moans escaped his slightly parted lips, enjoying the way you made him feel. And it didn't take long before Sihtric came, and the sound of his low groan was pure bliss to your ears, and even more arousing than you already had expected it to be.

After a short moment, Sihtric was quick to push you up and make you sit back against the couch. He kneeled down in front of you, on the floor, and he carefully spread your legs with a smirk. He threw one leg over his broad shoulder, and before you could grasp that your wildest fantasy was coming true, his face was already buried between your thighs. He nipped your sensitive skin with his lips before he softly kissed your wet folds, followed by running his tongue over your core, making you exhale sharply as your hands found his hair. Your body trembled in no time as he sucked, kissed and licked your clit, as if you were the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life. And just like Sihtric, it didn't take long before you came with a desperate moan, pulling his hair to which he groaned.

You both ended up laughing softly as Sihtric sat back next to you, giving you some time to recover, while you both realised how insane this was. But in less than a minute he already took your face in his hands and pulled you closer, wanting to kiss you like there was no tomorrow. And as soon as you felt like you could take him again, you climbed on his lap, to which Sihtric smirked. He watched you with half open eyes as he bit down on his lip. His hands settled on your hips while yours found support by holding onto his muscular shoulders. His body was even more impressive than you imagined, and you cursed Netflix for never giving the audience a shirtless Sihtric scene.

And then you finally sank down on his cock, you both gasped at the feeling, hands desperately squeezing and scratching each other to display pleasure. And Sihtric was vocal, moaning and cursing with a smile as he enjoyed the way you were riding him, his eyes fixated on you, darting between your eyes, your lips, your breasts and down to your core, loving the view of how you took his length.

'Gods,' he moaned, out of breath, and then he hummed with a light chuckle.

'Fuck,' you muttered under your breath, digging your nails in his shoulders as you tried your hardest to not finish right there and then.

'Hm, I want to fill you up,' Sihtric whispered with ragged breath, and your attempt to not finish before him was to no avail, as his words were enough to make you cry out his name while your walls clenched around his throbbing cock.

'Fuck, sorry,' you said, panting, riding out your own high while feeling a little embarrassed you finished so fast.

But to your surprise, and pleasure, you felt Sihtric's grip on your hips tighten up and he let out another hard, deep groan as he threw his head back, finishing only moments after you, just as he had hoped he would. You both tried to catch your breath as you embraced each other for a little while. Then you took a shower together and dressed in some comfy clothes. You grabbed a few drinks and some snacks, and made your way into your bedroom, telling Sihtric to come with you. And on your bed, you'd talk and joke around for hours, if you weren't too busy kissing each other or cuddling that is.

'If you had the chance,' you asked, hours later, as Sihtric held you in his arms, 'would you go back home?'

'Only if you'd go back with me,' he said, without any hesitation or doubt, and he squeezed you a little tighter against his chest, 'but if you wish to stay here, then I will stay here, even if I could go back.'

'Why?' you asked, surprised but happy to hear his answer, and you felt a little emotional all of the sudden.

'Because,' Sihtric smiled, moving up a little to look into your eyes, 'because I like you,' he lovingly brushed his fingers over your cheek, 'I have lived my life there, back home,' he said, 'there's not much there for me anymore. I would rather stay here and have you, have someone to take care of and to provide for, then going back without you and just… feel alone again at night.'

'I love you,' you suddenly blurted out.

Sihtric's jaw dropped slightly as he looked at you with big eyes, and then he smiled softly, 'I love you too,' he said, 'and I just want to be wherever you are.'

'Sihtric,' you whispered, cupping his cheeks as you stared into the warrior's vulnerable eyes, 'I will simply follow you anywhere you decide to go.'

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that recent dew request got me SOFT!!! i love your writing so much, so how about i request phantom x reader also engaging in a playfight but since phantom has been recently summoned, he's not used to holding back and ends up unintentionally scratching the reader with his claws. i wonder how freaked out and horrified he'd be once he realized !!!!!!

Ok so I went a little overboard with this one cause I'm HEAVY on the Phantom brainrot. Semi continuation of this but all you really need to know is Reader works as Sister's assistant and has been at the Ministry for a decent amount of time.

Also...thank you so much that really makes me so happy WAHHHH

My requests are open !

Your eyes darted up in the direction of the door for the millionth time since Sister Imperator left her office for the day. You had stayed behind to get some extra work done for the upcoming Samhain harvest party. You rolled your shoulders to sedate the feeling of anticipation building up within you. As time dragged on with nothing happening you began to relax and get some proper work done, that is until you hear it. The slightest creak of the floorboards. You tense for a moment pausing your typing to listen for it again thinking you just imagined it. You get this deep feeling within your gut that you need to turn around right now or who knows what will happen. You shift in your chair and scan the surprisingly small space.

There’s no way he’s here. I would’ve seen him come in unless he crawled through the fucking window. What am I thinking of course he would crawl through a window.

You turn back around in your chair only to be met with the glowing purple eyes of your favorite scarred face. You jump ever so slightly but cover it up with a laugh and a shake of your head.

“Nice try star, but you’re gonna have to do better than that.”

“Seriously? I spent all day perfecting that trick and nothing.” He makes a pouty face as he looks at you from across the desk.

“It’s going to take a lot more than sudden popping into existence to get me” you laugh “but I wouldn’t mind hearing about that little trick.” You just wanted to know exactly what to look out for for future encounters. You hoped you sounded innocent enough, though apparently you didn’t.

“Can’t do. A magician never reveals his secrets.” He looks at you smugly.

You roll your eyes with a smile and finish the email you were writing before standing and slipping your hand into his. You walk back to your room together and you can literally feel the excitement sparking off of Phantom. You shudder when you feel a zap of accidental quintessence pulse through you. With the harvest party so close, the Ministry is fully done up in autumn colors and cheap decorations. It was hard to make a Satanic abbey filled with demons look any more haunted, but it’s the thought that counts.

Phantom had become completely enamored with the concept of Halloween. The day the very first fake cobweb appeared he had burst into your room on your day off to interrogate you about why the Siblings were getting annoyed with him for cleaning it. When you explained to him what Halloween was and how humans celebrate it he was so excited that the lichtenberg figure scars on his body began to pulse with barely contained quintessence. He spent the remainder of the night on your laptop binge watching movies and looking at costumes. He also picked up a nasty habit. From that day on he turned his daily ‘visit you at work’ moments into daily ‘try to scare you shitless’ moments. You ended up having to explain to a rather sad looking Phantom that you’ve been at the Ministry for quite some time and a ghoul jumping out and yelling ‘boo’ is not going to scare you. Little did you know, that would only egg him on. His little scares started to become big scares trying everything he could think of to get to you.

You both pause when you finally get to your room. This immediately makes you suspicious as Phantom usually opens the door first. You turn to look at him.

“Phantom I swear to Satan if one of your bats is in there again.” You say slowly pushing open the door and peaking in. You sigh in relief when you don’t see anything moving.

You walk in with him hot on your heels. His smile falters as he looks around the room.

“Aw come on I left it right there!” He says pointing to your desk. Your eyes scan over him.

“Is that who you were looking for?” You motion to his shoulder. He turns his head and yelps when he sees the tarantula on him. You walk over and take it gently into your hand before he can smack it.

“Is this one of Papa Secondo’s? How did you convince him to let you borrow her for this?”

He stays silent.

“You didn’t convince him, did you?”

“I thought it would work! Aren’t most humans anthropomorphic?”

“Arachnophobic.”

“That’s what I said.”

You smile and shake your head “Well I’m going to take this little lady back to Secondo before he turns the Ministry inside out.”

You leave your room and immediately notice Phantom is not making a move to follow you. That’s your sign that he has something else planned. You mentally prepare yourself for whatever it may be as you make the long walk to Secondo’s chambers where you deposit the tarantula safely into his waiting, and worried, hands.

Your internal clock still hasn’t matched up to the time change and it is suddenly a lot darker on your way back to your room than you anticipated. The candles being your only source of light for your journey. You pause in front of the open Chapel doors and stare at a glowing stained glass window. You smile contentedly taking it all in, this time of year was always your favorite.

And then all the candles are snuffed at once. And the heavy doors slam shut. And you smell something. It’s a scent you’re not familiar with. It smells like a strange mix of all the things you’ve come to associate with each element. You turn in a small circle trying to get your bearings in the dim lighting and that’s when you see the thing that makes your blood run cold. The flash of a silver mask standing in front of one of the windows. You can feel your heart jump to your throat as you recall the legends you were told when you first joined the Church.

Never walk alone at night or else the ghoul who lurks there will find you and dispose of you assuming that you’re a trespasser. He has no name. He only reacts to—

“Special.” You say out loud in shock.

The moment you do the masked figure rushes at you. You curse and immediately turn to run the opposite direction but you’re no match for the speed of a ghoul. You feel the clawed hand grip your wrist, but luckily you had enough momentum to pull away before he could fully hold you in place. You sprint down the hallway without a second thought doing everything you can to put distance between you and the ghoul. You pass a small utility closet and that brings you to your senses. You can’t outrun a ghoul no matter how much of a head start you have. You double back and jump into the closet leaving it open just enough to peak out. You keep a hand over your mouth trying to keep your breathing as quiet as you can. You watch through the crack as Special stops right outside of the closet and sniffs the air. Time feels like it moves in slow motion as you watch him. Your chest clenches. Your stomach drops to the floor. You can feel yourself shaking. An image of your death flashes through your mind.

The ghoul seems to catch something and laughs before taking off in the direction you had gone before ducking into cover. That laugh. It wasn’t full of malice or danger. It was giddy, full of pure excitement. You recognized that laugh.

Phantom.

You take a moment to sigh in relief about the fact you aren’t about ready to be horribly murdered by the ghoul from Ministry legend before deciding you were so getting Phantom back for this. You quietly step out of the closet and creep down the hallway you saw him go towards. You hide behind a pillar when you see him standing there frantically looking around. You hear him growl before watching him rip the mask off.

“I can’t smell anything with this thing on.”

He turns around and starts walking back to where this little game all began. You hold back a smile and lean against the pillar nonchalantly as if you weren’t just on the verge of tears. You watch him pass you before you speak.

“Come here often?”

He screams and drops the mask, turning around to face you. You laugh and pick it up, holding it out to him.

“This is impossible! I’m starting to think you’re not human.” he pauses and you can see his nose twitch as a satisfied grin spreads across his face. He can definitely smell your fear.

“Nope. Nuh uh. You didn’t get me.” You give him a light shove with your shoulder.

“Oh I definitely did. I finally found what freaks you out! The big bad ghoul that goes bump in the night!”

He grabs you and gives you an excited and triumphant shake. When he lets go you feel a small stinging sensation on your arms where he grabbed. You check yourself over and see the little pinpricks from where his claws accidentally dug into your flesh, a small amount of blood already welling there. It wasn’t deep, certainly not the worst scratch from a ghoul, but you did not feel like walking around the Ministry at night with blood on you. The idea of the legends still being true flashes in your mind.

“Hey uh Phantom.”

He turns and looks at you and all the elation from his success disappears in an instant. You immediately try to soothe him before he freaks out.

“Hey no it’s okay. It doesn’t really hurt, I'm fine. I just need you to heal them, okay?”

He stares at you frozen in place, eyes flicking from your face back to the blood back to you. He looks lost, like he’s not even entirely sure what he’s seeing. You can practically see the storm of thoughts in his head.

“Phantom.” You say gently. This time he snaps out of it. He’s shaking like a leaf as he silently reaches for you. He hesitates for a moment before carefully putting his hands on you. The air is filled with the smell of ozone and frost as you watch his scars pulse to life with his quintessence. And then you’re screaming as the small sting turns into a horrible burn. He rips his hands away immediately and backs up so far he bumps into the wall.

You take a moment to catch your breath and scream out a rather creative string of curse words as the feeling turns into a dull throb.

“Okay. That one’s on me.” You knew he had a hard time controlling his magic when his emotions ran high, but you weren’t exactly thinking logically after the night's events.

He mumbles something and you tilt your head. He notices and repeats himself just a bit louder.

“Omega should still be in the infirmary.” He looks up at you with the saddest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen. You mentally smack yourself for not remembering that.

“Alright let’s go see Omega then.” You smile and move towards Phantom only for him to back away. You pause and feel your chest tighten a bit at the once clingy ghoul keeping a five foot distance from you. You’ve never seen him so quiet, so reserved in your time together. You don’t really know what to do, so you just turn and make your way towards the infirmary. You feel a little better hearing the sound of his shoes clicking after you.

The infirmary isn’t busy and Omega is able to see you immediately. The lingering scent of your fear made him believe that something horrible happened, but when he saw the little claw marks he sighed. Phantom seemed to take his reaction a different way and immediately started to babble out an explanation with you occasionally interjecting to correct his overdramatization. However, when you got to the part about the added pain Omega seemed concerned.

“Phantom, you isolated the wrong thread. Have you not been practicing your healing?”

His ears dropped down as his tail wrapped around his leg. His only response was a high pitched whine.

Omega sighed “I don’t know if I should yell at you or Aether or both” he pinches the bridge of his nose “starting tomorrow you’re to come here. Don’t be late.”

He gets up and stalks off to another room without saying anything more.

You and Phantom leave and head back to your room. He walks next to you this time, but he’s still quiet and it doesn’t sit right with you. He follows you into your room and looks up at you when you close the door.

“Are you really okay?”

“Yes star, I’m fine. It was barely even a scratch.”

He doesn’t look convinced. You hold your arms out to him.

“Hey. Come here. I want my favorite little love bug.”

To your surprise, he jumps into you immediately. The force of it knocks you backwards and you land on the bed with him clinging to you. You laugh as he buries his face into your chest muttering apologies and promises to never do it again. He clings tightly to you for a while and you let him, happy that he seems back to normal. Relief washes over you when you finally hear him purr.

“Hey by the way.”

“Hmm?”

“Where did you get that uniform?”

“Oh I borrowed it from Dew.”

You furrow your brows “And he just let you?”

He laughs “Well yea. It was his and Swiss’ idea for me to use it.”

Suddenly the whole situation makes sense. There’s no way Phantom would’ve come up with the idea of masquerading as the special ghoul on his own, much less actually use the idea. You pull his face up to meet yours in a quick kiss.

“I love you, but never take the advice of those two again.”

“You’re just mad that I won.”

You roll your eyes and pull him closer in your little spoon. You lay there with him listening to him ramble about how he did everything, slowly getting lulled to sleep by his weight and the rumble of his voice.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #phantom x reader #phantom ghoul #i hope you like it anon <3 #the band ghost fic #golfball writes

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dragonfirerogue-writes · 3 months

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Thank you for being a Quinn Fabray writer! So glad someone out there writes for her, my beloved hehe can I request something domestic female reader x pregnant Quinn Fabray, where they’re married and it’s reader running out in the middle of the night to get a food item that Quinn is craving and then they eat together and talk about how far they’ve come and excited waiting for their little one, just something cute and fluffy please!

Late Night Cravings

"Yeah. Yeah, I have the list."

The middle of the local Wal-mart isn't where you want to be at 2AM but for your wife, you'll deal with the late-night loonies.

"I won't forget the ice cream. Banana-rama swirl, right? I still can't believe that's a thing," you say with a laugh. "I got everything. I'll be home soon. I love you too. See you in a bit."

As soon as you end the call, you make your way to the check out lanes. The sooner you're done, the sooner you'll get home to your very pregnant wife. And the less melted the ice cream will be.

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Once you open the door, you're greeted with one Quinn Fabray, hand gently running over her swollen belly.

"Perfect timing. I just finished the bacon." She pecks you on the cheek and excitedly leads you to the kitchen.

"Slow down, Speedy," you call out with a chuckle. "Otherwise the little one will pop right out.

"I've done a full dance routine while pregnant before," the blonde quips. "This is nothing."

"Yeah and you immediately went into labor," was your retort. "I'm not about to let that happen again. There's still a month left and we still need to prep the hospital bag."

Quinn just lets out a laugh. "Relax. It's fine. You're more anxious about this than I am." She grabs the plate of bacon while you take two spoons and the tub of ice cream.

"This is my first kid! Of course I'm nervous." You follow your wife to the living room where Netflix was paused to the latest episode of whatever Quinn was binging. She eases onto the couch while you plop down. "I just want things to go smoothly..."

She leans over and places a kiss on your cheek. "They will. We'll be fine. Even if it wasn't, we'll make it through. We always have."

You smile, remembering your lives together.

"Yeah, high school was rough for you. Early college too."

"And yet, you stuck by me through thick and thin. Long before 'in sickness and in health.'"

She leans into you and you settle comfortably. "I knew I wanted to be your wife then," you sigh. "And now, we're here eating ice cream and bacon together. I wouldn't change it for the world."

Quinn turns her head to kiss you. "Neither would I."

#asks #a dragon tries to write #quinn fabray x reader #glee imagine #quinn fabray imagine #quinn fabray

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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ahhhhh that ateez sharing a bed reaction was too cute could you do one w skz pls? love ur work!!!!!

stray kids reaction to sharing a bed with their crush

genre: fluffyyyy fluff

word count: 1k

warnings: none

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

bangchan

ears turning bright red, he feels butterflies in his stomach when he finds out he has to share a bed with you. he will go out of his way to make everything comfy for you. brings out extra blankets in case you get cold. and you know the special lights he has on his wall? he will put them in your favourite colours :( and then he welcomes you in with a shy grin on his face. you guys will probably end up talking or watching anime together. all i do know is that, no matter what happens, you both end up snuggling up to each other. maybe in your sleep or maybe while you're both bingeing a lot of episodes, it just happens.

"you know what? i could get used to this."

lee know

he has to consciously stop himself from smiling like an idiot when he finds out he has to share a bed with you. in his head, he has to play it cool, no matter how excited he is. as he sees you get into your side of the bed, he rolls his eyes. "make sure not to hog the blankets" he says as he shuffles in next to you, acting all smug and confident. but he tosses and turns in his sleep, and, in doing this, he manages to sling an arm over your waist and spoon you from behind. and then he just stays like that. for the rest of the night. so when he wakes up he's so confused but also so comfortable so he just doesn't let go.

"good morning, my personal body pillow!"

changbin

smiley and doesn't even try to hide it. it takes absolutely everything not to reach over, hold you in his arms and cuddle you >:( like he has to give himself a mental pep talk 'no they're not your partner yet, you can't just cuddle up to them like it's nothing. or maybe i could? what's stopping me, really?' he has a little debate inside his head, staring a the ceiling while you tuck yourself in next to him, which pulls him out of his daze. then, he finds it incredibly hard not to smile. tries to play it cool. will probably ask you if you are cold or something in hopes you would say yes so he could cuddle you for warmth :((((((((

"oh you cold or anything? no? okay... lemme know if you are"

hyunjin

internal crisis™ he genuinely doesn't know how to react. starts rushing around making sure the bedroom you're sleeping in is perfect and that you have enough room on your side and then he needs to find some decent pyjamas to wear oh god- and he's doing all of this while you brush your teeth so he is like going crazy. but when you're finally finished and come back in the room he's sitting all prettily on the bed, a face pack on and a book in his hands. he looks quite comfortable and composed, unlike he was 2 minutes ago. but as you slide into bed next to him he gets all nervous again, as he shyly smiles over at you. and if he ever says anything to you, it is always in a deep, hushed, relaxed voice.

"do you need anything? are you comfortable?"

han

long story short, neither of you gets any sleep. he is so so excited to share a bed with you, his crush, that he suddenly has a massive adrenaline rush. so, obviously, you both end up talking the whole night. mostly he is chattering away and rambling on about anything and everything while you watch him from your side of the bed with an adoring look on your face. you both chatter and giggle into the early hours of the morning, keeping up the other members who are shouting at the both of you to go to sleep. but you're both as bad as each other. overall, hannie is so glad to spend this time with you because he wouldn't want a waste a second with his crush by doing something as pointless as sleeping.

"ahhh, who needs sleep anyways!"

felix

he's giggly. and despite being a little shy, lord knows felix is a cuddle-bug. so he is totally going to initiate a whole cuddle session. he puts his extra fluffy pyjamas on, and does his whole facial routine to make himself look 'presentable.' then, he will wrap himself in a blanket like a human burrito so he looks absolutely, irresistibly adorable. he puts on a cute, high-pitched voice and flops on the bed, already snuggling up to you. he is like a little kitty. it's so hard not to cuddle him, you know?? he'll look at you with the cutest little smile on his face, melting your heart right on the spot.

"you don't mind if we cuddle, do you?"

seungmin

tries to act normal but his brain is going absolutely haywire. like, don't talk to him between 3-4 business days, thank you. no, but in all seriousness, he tries to shrug it off like it's nothing. but he didn't realise how awkward it would be actually sharing a bed with you, mostly because he couldn't discern if you were awake or wanted to talk or if you were already asleep. but when he finally musters up the courage to find out, his heart is filled with relief when you reply to him, turning with a big smile. and that's all the comfort he needs.

"oh, you're awake too? i can't get to sleep... let's chat for a bit."

jeongin

nothing, and i mean nothing, will ever prepare him for this. you can see the absolute dread in his eyes when he realises he has to share a bed with you. don't get me wrong, it's not like he doesn't want to share a bed with you. of course he does. in fact. he's been dreaming about this for months. but now that his wish is coming to fruition? sharing a bed with his crush?? nope, instant panic. he just doesn't want to do anything stupid or make a mistake and damn he's so freaking shy he probably won't say anything to you. stares at the ceiling for the rest of the night, not sleeping at all.

"jeongin, are you still awake?" "....no?"

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theshelbyclan · 7 days

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Wives and husbands

Summary: Nell has a little talk with her sisters about love

A/N: this one was requested by a lovely anon, which came at a perfect timing because I’ve just binged the series and I absolutely love it! Also, I had the afternoon off for once. So here we go, written pretty quickly, and I hope you like it 😊

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“How’s George?” Nell walked into the abandoned house at the deserted plague village and inquired loudly.

Roxy was just redressing her little sister’s wound and replied, “The ointment seems to work.”

“How did you get by that then?”

Roxy shrugged, but George quipped, “Roxy made it. She’s magic, Nell.”

“No she’s not,” Nell laughed, but added, “Are ya?”

“Dunno… it’s like something happens to me sometimes…”

The eldest Trotter paused and looked at her two younger sisters. The weight of the responsibility heavy on her shoulders, she sighed.

“It’s true!” George said, “She can see things, like around people and stuff.”

“Is that right?”

“It’s more like…” Roxy pondered, fiddling with the bandages, “It’s more like I can feel it. Like I get all warm and tingly and it’s just… there.”

“Right,” Nell pushed her aside and corrected the bandages, “That sounds an awful lot like something you’re far too young for.”

“Not that!”

“Not what?” George asked at once.

Both sister replied in unison, “Nothing!”

A few moments later, they’d finished taking care of her and George was back tucked into bed. But she didn’t want to sleep. She wanted to know, “Are you talking about Roxy and Rasselas again? Like them kissing and that?”

“ ‘And that?’ “ Nell raised her eyebrows and turned to Roxy, “And bloody what?”

“Nothing!” She sighed, “We didn’t do nothing!”

“You better not! We don’t have time for all of that, you know that. And also, you’re still an actual child, so don’t even…”

But Roxy had had enough of it and interrupted, “Like you’re one to speak. You were sixteen, same as me, when you up and vanished with your Captain Jackson. To what, drink tea with him? Don’t treat me like I’m an idiot, Nell!”

“I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s all,” she replied with some more sympathy in her voice.

“Rasselas wouldn’t hurt me. Besides, I’m a lot smarter than you.”

Nell opened her mouth to contradict, but decided against it. She was probably right actually. So she took another sip of her brandy instead.

George was the first one to speak again, “Did you like Captain Jackson, Nell?”

“Yeah, I liked him…”

“You don’t sound too sure,” Roxy scoffed.

“Come on, Rox, you knew what it was like. I was going mad up in that little pub, trapped between those four walls! I needed to find me a way out and so I did.”

“So you basically just used him?”

“No, it wasn’t even like that. If anything, we used each other, I suppose.”

“Yeah,” Roxy pushed, “but did you love him?”

“I dunno… Now, can we please just forget about all this mush and move on? We’ve got stuff to do!” Nelly got up and started walking away.

But George wasn’t going to let things go that easily, “Would you marry again, Nell? Get another husband?”

“Yeah, of course. Maybe… I don’t know!” She sighed, “No. probably not.”

“She’s too busy playing the hero,” Roxy motioned at her little sister, “She doesn’t have time for what’s most important, does she?”

That made Nell stop. And she took Roxy’s hand and carefully said, “I know you think love is the most important thing right now. Of course you do, you’re only sixteen! Why do you think I ran off with some Captain I hardly knew at that age? I thought I was in love. And it was the most important thing. But it’s not. Keeping you two safe; that’s all that matters to me now, all right? Family is the most important thing. And after Pa… Well, we need to stick together and find a way out of this mess, yeah? Once I’ve got you two safe and settled, then I’ll think about love.”

Roxy visibly softened and smiled. Her sister wasn’t that bad, she was just built completely different from her. Roxy did all the thinking, but Nell did all the action. They were good together though.

“Then will you find a husband?” a high voice asked hopefully.

“I might!” Nell grinned, “Might even find myself a wife!”

“You can’t have a wife…”

“And why the hell not?”

“You’re not a man, Nelly, you’re my sister.”

“Don’t call me ‘Nelly’”, she muttered for the 10th time that week. “Yeah, but when I went out to get you that fancy doctor, I was the honourable Scottish so and so, right? So I could be a gentleman with a wife.”

“Yeah but that was just you playing dress up. Pretending, right?”

“Was I?”

George frowned, “Yeah, because you don’t like dresses.”

Nell had no idea how to explain all of this to a nine-year-old, “They’re just not for me.”

“Why?”

“I dunno, George! They just feel… wrong.”

Roxy looked down and waited. She’d known this for a long time already. She’d known Nell for a long time already.

“But you’re not a man neither, right?” George continued.

“Maybe I’m… neither. I like being able to go in and out, if that makes sense?”

“It doesn’t.”

“Do you like being call Georgiana?”

“No. I’m George.”

“Exactly!”

George looked at Roxy and said, “She’s not like you.”

“No, Roxy is the sensible one in the family. Or at least, she was, until she started going all lovey dovey over a boy she hardly knows…”

“Oh, shut up!” Roxy threw back. But to George she added, “It’s like with Nell, the clothes don’t really matter, right? But she can be a man and people will think she’s a man, and she can be a woman. But in the end, she’s not anything, because it’s just Nell, right? And she doesn’t like feeling trapped, like she said.”

“Right!” Nell beamed, “That’s what I mean.”

“So, is that why you’d rather fancy a wife…?”

“Maybe.”

“It’s not that complicated, George,” Roxy explained, “People just want you to be a certain way, but you don’t have to be anything. Just be you.”

Nell looked at her with admiration, “You really are much better at this than I am, Rox.”

“I know.”

Clearly thinking hard, George eventually said, “I think I’d rather fancy a wife myself.”

Nell rolled her eyes, “Absolutely not. I cannot deal with another one falling in love, all right? No wives or husbands or any kind of entanglements for you. Ever. Is that understood?”

Roxy laughed, which somehow annoyed Nell even more, “I’m serious!”

“Sure you are.”

And with that Nell stalked off, shouting over her shoulder: “No wives, no husbands, neither of you, alright!”

“Fine,” George sighed, “I’d much rather be my own wife anyways.”

Roxy grinned at her, “Good for you, George.”

#renegade Nell #Nelly Jackson #renegade Nell fanfic

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kinboardsforthesoul · 2 years

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Undead moodboard with a dull doctorcore theme and Frankenstein’s Monster vibes for @hidd3nh0spital

#There. Bing! Perfect! On you go. | Request finished #hidd3nh0spital #undead kin #undeadkin #otherkin #kin help #kin requests #kin request #kin mooboard #moodboard #kinboard #kinblr #kin blog

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voxmortuus · 11 months

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Hello!! Can I request Will Graham or Hannibal x fem!reader? Reader is a nurse and she helps him in an injury or something but he goes batshit crazy in love with her and stalks her and eventualy kidnapps her??

►PAIRING: Will Graham X F!Reader ►UNIVERSE: Hannibal ►WORDS: 1k ►SUMMARY/PROMPT: See Above. ►SONG INSPIRATION: Obsessed by Elle Lexxa ►TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mention of injury | Hospital | Blood | Will goes crazy | Stalking Will | Will Kidnaps Reader | I may be missing some, but you get a general idea, so please proceed with caution if there is anything in there that is overly triggering please let me know politely and I will make sure it is added to the list. ►NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision. ►IMAGE & DIVIDER CREDIT: @nyxvuxoa ►My Master Masterlist | Hannibal Masterlist

"Y/N, you have a patient in room 207. Head injury of some sort, superficial. Dr. Humphrey said to go ahead and clean him up, get his vitals and go ahead and send him home." the charge nurse told you. She gave you the chart and sent you off in that direction. Going through things all you wanted to do was go home.

Honestly, you were exhausted, and the idea of a hot shower, your favorite pair of sweatpants and tank top, followed by a bottle of your favorite brand of wine, some chicken wings, and binge-watching that show you've been meaning to watch sounded like a fantastic idea. That... that was the dream. But, right now, that was not reality.

"Hello, Mister..." you take a moment to look at the chart as you lick your lips. "Graham. A head injury I see here. Luckily it's nothing too serious. Nothing a little cleaning up and bandage can't fix. Then we'll send you on your way." You state looking over him for the first time. He was sweet looking, like a battered stray puppy. You tilt your head and let out a soft breath before you check out the wound on his forehead.

As Will is gazing up at you as you step close, he can't help but be in utter awe of you. How your eyes are shaped and the depth of their color of them, your nose seems to have that perfect shape, and your lips move when you speak. The way your voice sounded was like music to his ears and your complexion was absolutely lovely. It was the way your hair fell, and your scent, it was intoxicating in its own way. Though yes, you may have looked exhausted, but it was at that moment, he had this undying need to take care of you, to make you feel like you need not a car in the world.

Will watched you so intently, listening as you spoke, and when your hands came to his skin, he smiled softly. "Your hands are very pleasant." He stated softly.

"Excuse me?" You ask, the compliment took you off guard.

"Your hands, they aren't cold like most, they're very warm, it's a nice change." He stated.

"Oh... well... thank you, Mr. Graham. Now please, stop moving. I need to tend to this okay?" you give a soft chuckle, your eyes soften, and your aura relaxes.

"Oh, yes, sorry." He stated lowly and watches your face as you work.

Finishing up, you toss your gloves in the trash along with the items you used to clean up the wound on his head. Looking over him you offer a kind smile. Your smile, it was something that was really sticking with him. It was just you. Love at first sight, some would say, but to him, you had become an obsession. He needed to know everything was to know about you. He needed to know how you took your coffee, how you smelt after a shower, how soft your skin was after lotion, what you wore when you weren't at home, and how you cut your food, it was the simple things that drove him mad with needing to know.

He started to follow you. He began to learn your routine. Where you got gas for your car, what floor of your apartment you lived on, what time you went to bed, and when you went to work. He learned all of the little details. It was all so simple in his mind.

It wasn't like you knew, you were so involved in yourself and your work you didn't think to pay attention to your surroundings. And when he could have struck any time, he decided that his obsession was starting to consume him. He was dreaming of you, he was following you to the grocery store and would get behind you in line just to smell your hair.

You were that one thing he couldn't let escape his mind. He didn't want you to escape his mind. He damn well knew what he wanted. He had dreamt of it.

One night you were out of work, and instead of getting to your car, he approached you from behind, and with a rag he had used chloroform on he placed it over your mouth and nose, and after a few brief moments of inhalation you had passed out. Your body falls limp in his grasp, putting you in the back of his vehicle.

He didn't take you back to his place, instead, he took you to someplace he knew no one would come snooping. Not even Hannibal was going to come looking for you. He knew who you talked to, who you avoided, no one was coming. The thing is, he wasn't set out to murder you, he was obsessed with you, and he was going to do anything in his power to make you love him.

Once you were tied to the chair he sat across the room watching you, but it was taking a fair bit of time to wake you up. He watched, and watched, but nothing. Growing antsy he got up, and decorated the room around you, with flowers and nice things. Coffee- fresh even. Biting his lip he waited, and at that moment he heard you stir he moved to you.

"Wh...where am I?" you asked.

"Hi, I don't know if you remem-"

"Graham... head injury, why am I here? What happened?" you ask.

"I needed you. I have fresh coffee, flowers, and snacks..." he points out

"No, you needed me? Coffee, flowers, snacks... why am I tied up. Graham..." you start to panic

"No, no relax, I'm not going to hurt you I promise. You're safe, I promise, please, call me Will." He stated with a kind smile... damn a loving smile.

"Relax?! I'm tied up in some stranger's home! LET ME GO!" you demand.

"No, no, please, You don't have anyone else. I promise. You won't want to go home after this. Relax. Okay? I'll show you." He nodded.

This was the start of something utterly insane, he hoped that maybe you were going to love him, that you would stay, and maybe in time you did, or you managed to escape, or he let you go, the end is unforeseen, but it's not like you cannot dream of what the future for you holds.

#will graham x female reader #will graham x reader #Will Gram Fanfic #will graham x you #Will Graham Angst #Will Graham Fluff #Will Graham Smut #will graham fic #will graham imagine #will graham gif #will graham #hannibal fanfic #hannibal fanfiction #my fanfiction #VoxMortuus

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footiehoemcfc · 1 year

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A sip, and you score

Hello :), this is my first John fic, ngl I'm nervous bc its my first time writing for him. Anyway, if you have any ideas or request you can send them to me I will gladly do them :). My master list is pinned in my blog if you want to check it out. Fluff, smut, tw none, 2.8k words.

To say this season for John has been amazing is an understatement. He was selected for the England world cup squad, he is now challenging for the title again, UCL semis again, the FA cup final and having played in different positions and out of his comfort zone so well. You were very excited for him and so proud of all the hard work he has done, seeing it payoff is amazing.

You and John started dating during Covid year. It was a very weird way to start a relationship, to quarantine with someone you had met for just 2 months. In a way, it was the best thing that could’ve happened to both of you. You had someone to spend a lot of time with, at times where it could become quite boring. You got to know him more than anyone and discover that actually, you two were perfect for each other. When you two first started dating, he was struggling to get into the team. It sucked seeing him sad and upset but seeing the progress he has made from that time to now; it just amazes you.

You were currently cuddled up to him, his arms around your waist and his chest pressed to your back. It was early in the morning and you knew his alarm would be annoying you at any second. Today was a big day, they were playing against Arsenal at home. John had told you he was not nervous but excited for this game. You on the other hand, you were very nervous because you know how south a game can go.

You don’t know why, but you woke up with a very different feeling this morning than the feeling you had last night about the game. You felt in your gut they would win, and John having scored already and played amazingly you had a feeling he could score again. You didn’t want to jinx it, but you also wanted to let him know how sure you were and how confident you felt in him.

You got up from bed carefully to not wake your sleeping boyfriend so he could enjoy 5 more minutes of sleep. You went straight to the kitchen to make yourself and John a cup of tea. You noticed the time, it was 8:55 am. You noticed how many tea bags were left, 5. You noticed you had unread messaged from last night, 5. You remembered a scene from the movie you binged with John last night, Focus. How they made someone choose the exact player they wanted him to choose to win a bet by making the man see the number 5 the whole day and subconsciously pick 55. All of these 5’s was giving you even more of a better feeling. You were always a big believer in intuition and going with your gut.

You were thinking about all of this while making tea and jumped a little when you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist. “Morning my love” John said kissing your cheek. “Hi baby”, you stopped doing what you were doing, turned around and hugged him. Once you pulled away, John went outside so your dog could go potty and to take the trash out.

John came back in and sat in the stool from the kitchen bar looking at his phone. You finished up the tea and placed his mug in front of him. “Are you excited about today?” you asked taking a sip from your tea. He placed his phone on the table and looked back at you, “Yea, I feel like it’s going to be a good game honestly”. “I have a good feeling too” “How? You said you were nervous last night” he says laughing. You laughed as well, you were scared but all these signs gave you a good feeling. Before John could take the first sip of his tea, you wanted to tell him it was different today. “I made a different tea today and… a sip of it means your scoring today so” you said playfully and proudly. “Is that so? You are making like a magic tea for me then?” he asked smiling. “Yea, I woke up with a good feeling today” “alright then” he takes a sip from his mug and smiles. He takes another one and soon enough he finishes his tea. “I guess I’m scoring a goal today then” he says smirking and you laugh. “If you do actually score, I want a bit of credit” you say as he comes closer to you. He grabs your face gently and kisses you. “You will get more than that”, you smirk when he says this knowing exactly what he means.

John went back to his room to shower and leave to the training center before the game. Meanwhile you started doing work stuff to be free in the evening since you were attending the game. “Okay my love I’m off” John appears in your little office like space to kiss you goodbye. “Bye baby”, you both hug each other tightly like you do before every single game. He kisses you lovingly, “good luck yea? I know you are going to be so great today” you said smiling against his lips. He kisses you one more time before he has to leave.

As excited as you were, you always had that thought in the back of your head of “what if they actually lose?” but you distracted yourself with work stuff, house chores and organizing your stuff around the house.

It was near 6 pm and you started getting ready to go to the stadium. His family would all be there today, as well as some of the other teammates girlfriends which you have gotten very close with. Once you were satisfied with your makeup and outfit, you headed to your car. The whole ride to the stadium was filled with John’s playlist and it kind of made your nervousness go away, at least for a little bit.

You were the first one in the box and you could see the staff arranging a banner they would display and the players warming up on the pitch. Before every game you would text John a quick message consisting of I love you and Good luck. This time, it included something else. “Already at the stadium! I love you and good luck! Score that goal for me please ;)”.

Everyone else arrived to the box, you greeted his mom, dad, sister and Sasha who was in the box next to you. “I need them to win otherwise Jack gets so moody and it’s annoying” you laughed at Sashas’s joke. You were in between John’s sister and Sasha watching the game. The atmosphere was amazing, the stadium was bouncing. Everyone knew how important this game would be in order to win the title this season.

The ref blew the whistle and not even 10 minutes in, Kevin scored the opener causing the whole stadium to roar. The game was looking good. You were holding either Sasha’s hand or fidgeting with your bracelets from the anxiety you had. Just before half time, they gained a free kick. You knew John loves his header goals, so you were excited to see if it would be a goal from him. Kevin made a really good pass and John was able to put it in the net. You all stood up once the ball went in, screamed but not even for a second. The goal was ruled as offside. “For fuck’s sake man” you said sitting down and covering your face. “They need to probably check it, damn that looked like a great goal” John’s sister told you. “Yea they are checking look” Sasha says pointing to the screen. “I really need him to score otherwise I will look like an idiot and disappoint him” you said while biting down on your nails, “what? What do you mean?” Sasha asked chuckling. “Oh god, I woke up today with a good feeling he would score and I told him, I was very confident and now if he doesn’t I will feel dumb” you said almost laughing know realizing it was just dumb coincidence all the signs you saw. “Oh my god look!” Sasha says pointing to the screen. The green line. It was a goal. You fucking called. “Yes!! I called it! Oh my god!”. Once the referee gave the goal, the whole stadium and all the players started celebrating and singing John’s song. You were so happy for him, and you saw he blew you kiss from the pitch after celebrating.

The whole second half, city were playing amazingly with Kevin scoring another goal and Erling in the last minutes scoring one as well. You were so happy for the team, but you were even happier for John. You knew how much it meant to him the fans singing his name and making them proud.

While you waited for John in the player’s lounge, you caught up with his family and some of the other wives and girlfriends. You still felt a lot of adrenaline form the game but the only thing you wanted to do right now was to hug and kiss John and say, “I told you so”.

You saw your tall boyfriend enter the room and greet his parents first. They hugged him and congratulated him on the win and the goal. Once he saw you, he couldn’t help but just laugh to himself knowing exactly what you were about to say. He hugged you tight and kissed your temple. “I might more of your magic tea for the rest of the season” he whispered in your ear. You just laughed, pulled away just enough to see his face and give him a kiss. “I told you” you said smiling against his lips and he just chuckled. Once he talked to his parents and sister a bit more, they informed him he had to do some post-match interview. “I won’t be long yea, let me know when you get home yea?” he kisses your temple and leaves to the media room. You said your goodbyes to everyone and arrived safe at home.

You made something quick to eat before John arrived so you could both just go to bed peacefully. Once you were done eating and cleaning up in the kitchen, you went upstairs to your bedroom and started getting ready for bed. You changed into your little shorts and a just a training bra. You pulled out your face wash, moisturizer, eye cream and oils to do your skin care. While you were washing your face, you heard the front door open meaning John was already home. “Babe?” John called out for you, “In the bathroom” you yelled out.

You felt his two strong arms wrap around your waist while you were just applying moisturizer on your face. He gave started kissing your cheek, your shoulder and neck. Once he reached your sweet spot, you didn’t even realize you had stopped moving and just enjoying his kisses. “You said you wanted me to give you credit right” John whispered in your neck. You closed your eyes while his hand started touching your stomach, waist and finally comping up and cupping your breasts. “John” you moaned out, you turned around and immediately kissed him. It was a rough but loving kiss. His hand on your waist, your hands grabbing his neck and pulling on his hair. He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his torso. He carried you to bed, laid you down and kept making out with him in the process. He was on top of you kissing you, but he stood up and removed his hoodie and his joggers. He came back down and started kissing your lips again. Your hands roamed all over his toned body.

After just kissing and making out for a little bit, you wanted to make him feel good after the game today. You tried to push him so you could be on top, but he stopped you “I thought I had to give you credit” he said smiling against your lips. “Yea, but I want to make you feel good”. He agreed and you were now on top of him. He was laying down while you were sitting on his lap. You stared slowly removing your bra so your breasts could be free. Once you threw your bra to the other side of the room, John came back up to you and nuzzled his face in between your breasts kissing them causing you to moan. Your hand pulling his hair, him gripping your hips, you rolling them so you could feel his bulge in your core. “Take this off” he said pulling your shorts down. You took your mini shorts off and now were completely naked straddling him.

“Lay down babe” you whispered in his ear. He laid back down, you stood up and started removing his boxers. One off, you took him in the palm of your hand and started stroking him making him close his eyes and moan at your touch. You started slowly and after a minute, you place your mouth on him. He grabbed your hair, making you go up and down. As much as you loved how John always wanted to make you feel good, feel his face in between your legs, you loved making him feel good and making him cum. You didn’t want to finish just yet. You wanted to do it at the same time as him.

“Baby, if you keep going I’m gonna cum” John says in between moans. You were on your knees bobbing your head up and down when he said this. You started coming back up to his face slowly, kissing all over his abs and torso, his chest, neck and finally his lips. You lined up your wet core with his cock and sank down in it. Once he was fully in you, it felt so good. You had your eyes closed, moaning while he watched and loved the view. This was his favorite position, you riding his cock. You started bouncing up and down, your breasts as well and John started moaning at the sight of you. “Oh my god John”, it felt so good.

“I’m close” he started moaning, his hand firm gripping your hips helping you bounce on his cock. “Me too baby” you moaned out. You felt his hands leave your hips and grab your breasts. You lowered your hand down to your clit to feel your orgasm even more, turning John on more. He came up to you, now face to face to kiss you. He removed your hand from your clit and replaced them with his. You were both panting and moaning in each other’s mouth. “I’m cuming John” “Me too my love” “Cum with me baby”, it didn’t take long for both of you to see stars and cum at the same time.

Straddling him, both of you just hugged riding out your high. He kissed your neck and chest lovingly. You pulled away to see his face and give him a kiss. He moved your strands of hair out of your face so he could see you properly. Your face was flushed and a bit sweaty like him. “I fucking love fucking you” John whispered against your mouth making you smile. “I love fucking you too” you replied chuckling. “Was that enough credit for the goal or do you need more?” “Mmmm maybe in the morning I can get more credit”, both of you laughed.

Once you got cleaned up, you were too tired from the activities that took place. John made sure the front door was locked and all the lights were turned off. Once he returned back into the room, he laid down in bed and pulled you as close as possible to him. Your nose was bumping his, his hand around your waist and your hands on his chest and cupping his face. “I didn’t tell you before but, you played really good today. I love seeing you play so good because I know it means you are in a good place” he just smiled at what you said and kissed your nose. “Well I wouldn’t be in a good place if it wasn’t for you, you know?”, “what do you mean” you were confused now. “Ever since we’ve been together, I feel like you’ve been the one person in my life who has cared about me, like how I actually feel outside of football. You’re always at the games supporting me even if I don’t play, you’re the only person I want to see after a loss. I know I haven’t really said it but I’m very grateful for all of that” His comment made you smile and blush a little. You were happy that he appreciated you being a supportive girlfriend. “Well I just want to make sure you’re happy you know? I hated seeing you upset when you didn’t play or didn’t get called up. I’m really proud of how far you’ve come” “Thank you babe”. He kissed you, “I love you, more than anything” “Me too John, more than anything”.

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wanderlust-in-my-soul · 2 months

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Currently Watching - March

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 30.03.2024

A little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

I am happy about gif-requests 🌼

Here you can find all of my gifs.

Tracking: #josistag

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in January with a MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. Cityboy_Log (11/? on Youtube - Korean)

Soon-to-be Idols, actors and models vlog their days of photo shoots and meetups and how they fall in love with each other. It is surprisingly good and the acting is excellent. It really feels like a "real" vlog and that is what we are all here for. I really enjoy those four men on my screen.

2. Deep Night (3/8 on iQiyi - Thai)

This is everything I was expecting, so it didn't disappoint, I guess. To be honest, I watch this for First. I guess he would have chemistry with a stick, soooo this is nice. And I hope the story, at least stays like this and won't get worse... Update: This show is a mess 😂 there is so much going on all at once and at the same time nothing really happens? It is so confusing, yet very entertaining. But Wela, my dear, it is totally okay to be pissed if one fucks with you, while you are so drunk you can't remember shit the next day... Just a thought.

3. Jazz For Two (2/8 on Gaga - Korean)

I love bls about music and about traumatic pasts. I really enjoyed the first episodes and I like the characters. Especially because they tricked us in believing something was going on in the practice room. I am really curious about the character developement and story! I know all the episodes are out on iQiyi, but because I can't watch it there (VPN does not work for me), I have to wait for GagaOOLala to air the episodes weekly...

4. Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto (4/6 on Gaga - Japanese)

Guess I am hooked and wish I just waited until it is finished airing, because I want to watch their story now! I want to know what happend in the past and how they both deal with each other in the present and what brings the future and will poor little Yuto find his happy ending too! Because I love him, but he is just a support and needs to keep his hands away from senpai!

5. My Strawberry Film (6/8 on Gaga - Japanese)

This is what I call a love triangle. And the fact that the screenwriters worked for Eien No Kinou or Jack o'Frost is promising some heartbreak and teenage angst. The acting is good, the story for me interesting. I feel so bad for Ryo. The heartbreak is so real and he still manage to do things for his best friend and his first love, just for him to be happy. I really don't know how this will end.

6. Only Boo (1/12 on Youtube - Thai)

I don't know what to think of this one right now. I cringed a lot during the first episode and at the same time it is cute? My emotions are very conflicted about this one. I don't know if I can keep up with this weekly or if I just wait and binge it. What is it with these sunday shows that they are this awkward lately.

7. Unknown (7/12 on Youku, Taiwanese)

The story about found family, childhood trauma and struggling topped with a lovestory between "brothers". They aren't really brothers so I really don't care and just enjoy this forbidden and hurtful lovestory to the fullest. This is exactly what I hoped for! The longing, tension and hurt is so good! I feel the pain in both of them and I can't wait for the next episodes!!!

Finished in March

Series

Perfect Propose

I liked this one very much! I enjoyed the episodes, the chemistry between the couple and the whole story and it wants to tell us. Work is not everything a good and healthy meal is important! Kai was my little favorite and I was happy seeing him vulnerable in the end. I don't know what it is, but this type of japanese series are always hitting the right spot in my heart and I can't see any flaws (I now there are some, but I decide not to see them). A 10 out of 10 for me.

Cherry Magic

I do love the japanese version very dearly and I tried not to compare these two with each other, because it wouldn't be fair. This was such a wholesome watch! Those two talked to each other and solved their "problems" with a good communication. All of them are total green flags and it was a delight to watch the main cp and the side cps falling in love. It was funny and heartwarming and, I am honest, I never thought we would see the chemistry chemistrying like this between TayNew! I am still in awww with episode 11! And the whole proposal was the sweetest, most perfect shit ever! A clear 10 out of 10 for me!

Dead Friend Forever

Usually I don't watch horror-stuff, but this was quite okay, nothing really scary, but it was an intense ride nevertheless. The story was good and the acting was good too, most of the times. I needed some time to find a way into it, but in the end, I had a great time and there was Ta's naked ass on my screen, whic was unexpected, but I don't complain, because it was a nice ass! The only thing I really hated was what they did to White... I give it a good 7,5 out of 10.

Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka

This one was a fine show, but nothing special. If you want to get hungry and crave some delicious-looking japanese dishes, you're not going to be disappointed! If you want a nice romance story with two handsome and kinda quirky guys fall in love with each other, go ahead, this is yours! Something was missing for me, but that is just me and I can't really pin out, what exactly was missing. But because of that missing feeling I can't give this more than a 6,5 out of 10.

Kimi ni wa Todokanai. aka I cannot reach you.

This was such a wholesome and fast watch. Really a sweet little show about first love and best friends and being true to yourself. I had such a good time watching it. It is well written and well played and the characters are very lovely. I enjoyed this very much. It is funny how easy and wholesome some of japanese bls are and how flawless in my eyes. I give this a sweet little 10 out of 10.

Anti Reset

The premise was promising and I love how obvisiously attracted both were to each other. The story about the AI Ever Nine who turns the life of an emotionless professor upside down has a really nice start. But after a while it got boring and they overpowered the romance aspect a little bit. I love romance, but this was not my kind of show. It was too heavy and the show itself was too clean and to sterile. I don't know how to explain it, but it feels a little bit too artificial. I get why some might like this, but for me it is a 5,5 out of 10.

Short Film

Movie

Dropped in March

1000 Years old (2/13 on Gaga - Thai)

Let's be real for a moment, I won't catch up with this. I keep this to binge watch later, so I can fast-forward the boring parts. It started quite cute, but lost my interest on its way. For now, it is on-hold.

Looking forward to in March

Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto aka Love is Better the Second Time Around (March 5th)

Born to be Y (probably cancelled) - Trailer (March 6th)

Deep Night - Trailer (March 7th)

23.5 - Trailer (March 8th)

Two Worlds - Pilot (March 21st)

High Demand (March 23rd)

The Star (March 28th)

Only Boo - Trailer (March 31st)

Wuju Bakery - I don't know how many times this was on this looking forward list... I don't know if we will see it sometime soon... But for the moment it should be out in March...

Blossom Campus - sometime in March...

Jazz for Two - Trailer (March 27th)

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burningvelvet · 2 months

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to cope with my post-binge blues from watching black sails, i just finished the treasure island audiobook. it's my first time with any treasure island media - now i have to watch the muppets movie. any way here are my thoughts:

- i knew the character of trelawney had to be based on the romantic era edward john trelawny of byron/shelley fame and I WAS RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sources: WONG, AMY R. “The Poetics of Talk in Robert Louis Stevenson’s ‘Treasure Island.’" A Sandison Robert Louis Stevenson and the Appearance of Modernism

- i know that black sails isn't fully intended to be a perfect prequel or meant to be taken as filling in all of the gaps to treasure island but i'm still going to compare & contrast the two lol

- billy spending his whole life obsessed with flint and having alcohol withdrawal induced hallucinations about him. OMG. and i'm shocked that they just casually dropped that he visited flint in georgia to get the map like did flint request to see him before he died, was it just about the map, or did he want closure about the whole thing, did billy seek flint out, why didn't they kill each other, how the fuck did that whole thing go? i need more information dammit

- saw another post on here talking about how in black sails flint has that speech about the drunk guy named flint asking his grandpa for rum before disappearing into the sea and then in treasure island we find out flints last words were asking a "darby mcgraw" for rum before he died SO IN THE BLACK SAILS UNIVERSE DARBY IS HIS GRANDPA and so im wondering DID FLINT 1.0 EVER EXIST AT ALL OR WAS IT SIMPLY FORESHADOWING ALL ALONG but at the same time it doesnt matter because the black sails creators said the ending is intentionally canonically up to interpretation and black sails canon and treasure island canon dont match up any way but still it gives us so much to think about bc we never canonically find out who the fuck darby is

- the doctor is the funniest character ever and him giving zero shits about billy or silver is hilarious LMAO

- rly enjoy the descriptions of the contents of billy's pockets and chest. i love old shit and that whole nautical aesthetic ugh. im currently wondering about the significance of the five sea shells billy had (jim wonders abt them too) if they were souvenirs from the island or what... but we never find out!!

- and what the fuck was up with those black spots I NEED ANSWERS! It worked on Billy but not Silver?

- having grown up on PotC i'm very enthused at the references (the song, the rum, "dead mens chest," etc)

- wish we saw more of jims mom, she was lowkey a badass for a moment there telling everyone off and willing to face the wrath of the pirates with her son lol

- love how the men just take jim on for his valour and then decide to make him a cabinboy and the mom just gets a replacement son to help her around the house lmaoooo i wonder if that was a common thing for single women to do though?

- long john silver has a sort of jekyll/hyde personality (btw the author stevenson also wrote jekyll/hyde for those of you who dont know!) - also why the fuck did they leave him to his own devices toward the end and not have a gun on him 24/7 like? i was also shocked that he didnt run off with all the gold only some of it. most chaotic character ever

- my biggest questions are why did black sails take out the alcoholism and the sea shanties? but importantly the alcholism - if they were going for gritty, as they were? flint and billy's alcoholism is integral to their characters (defines their characters actually) in the book as contrasted by silvers moderation & thats rly interesting. and the lack of singing is just boring - pirates rly did have sea shanties - however i can understand for time constraints per episode and whatnot them taking out the singing for practicality - but the alcoholism again is integral to those characters as well as being historically accurate and realistic & would have added a lot imo

EDIT: immediately after posting this i realized that since there are a few years between the treasure burial and flint's supposed death in georgia, he could have become a drunk in that time if we're creating a black sails to treasure island timeline, and billy wouldn't have become a drunk til later on since black sails is set roughly 20 yrs before treasure island.

HOWEVER - by the talks of it in treasure island, and all the pirates referring to flint as a drunk etc., it would still seem that flint was always that way when they knew him, prone to drinking... but at the same time i guess you could say all the characters are jollier than in black sails as indicated by their singing and their more stereotypical piratey ways.

however i still think the alcoholism & addiction theme would have added an extra layer to everything especially after flints sad drunk scene with eleanor. also in toby stephens deep fathoms interview he said flint is essentially like an addict when it comes to his delusion & desires. anyway i digress

transcript here, audio is on youtube: https://www.justsaypodcast.com/blog/2018/12/18/transcript-interview-with-toby-stephens-of-black-sails

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parvulous-writings · 6 months

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Note: I hope you’re doing really well! I know you fulfilled two requests for me, and I’m sorry for sending in another one, I just had a really good idea come to mind!

Fandom: Bill & Ted

Reader: Gender Neutral & Neurodivergent

Pairing: Bill S. Preston x Reader (Romantic) Ted Logan x Reader (Platonic)

Idea: Bill, Ted, and Y/N are getting together for a sensory safe Halloween. Bill and Y/N are a couples costume of Han Solo and Leia with Ted dressed up as Chewbacca. They are having a chill time, watching fun Halloween films, eating sensory safe candy, with nothing but candles and Fairy Lights to light the room.

then maybe evil Bill and Ted come and disrupt the fun and really put a fright on y/n (or something like that)

you don’t have to fulfill this anytime soon, you can save it until close to Halloween, I just thought it would be fun

Warnings: Mild descriptions of overwhelming noise/lights

Words: 2K

Notes: The way I started this two days before Halloween and only just managed to get it done today... We shan't speak of it 🫡 Just to brighten your evening - I finished this whilst dressed as Columbia from Rocky Horror

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"Dude, are you sure this costume is okay?" Ted asks his best friend, carding his hand through the coarse fur of his costume. He looked a little strange - an almost perfect recreation of Chewbacca, only to cut off just above the shoulders, with Chewbacca's furry face replaced instead by the very ordinary looking head of Ted Logan. "Like... Do you think the fur is the right texture?" "Huh?" Bill replied, turning slightly as he made another attempt to put his fake blaster in it's holster; every time he had tried thus far had resulted in the whole belt starting to fall down. "Dude, I've told you a million times, it's fine!" Bill exclaimed, "It looks good, and it's an alright texture..." He trailed off a little bit, his focus moving again to his belt and blaster. "You okay there, dude?" "Yeah, just... Struggling with this belt, man. Can't get it to stay up..." He mumbles in response. "Did you tuck it in to the loops?" Ted asks, trying to peer over his friend's shoulder in the mirror. "Y'know, like I showed you with mine?" "Oh, shoot, no... Thanks man!" Bill exclaimed, quickly rectifying his mistake. How he had overlooked his best friend's advice he had no idea, but thankfully it was easy enough for him to fix.

"You excited?" Bill asks, as Ted prepares to put the Chewbacca mask over his face, after what had seemed like an eternity fussing and faffing about with the rest of his costume. "Oh, yeah!" Ted's reply is incredibly enthusiastic, but then again, could you really expect anything less from him? He gets to watch movies and binge on sweets with his two favourite people, who wouldn't be as enthusiastic as him? "You know, Ted..." Bill starts, turning to fully face his best friend as he spoke. "I don't think you'll be able to see anything during the movie with that head on.." "I know, but I at least want to wear it for a little while! I saved up for ages for this, man... I want to get some use out of it before it goes back on my shelf..." "Oh, no sure, dude, I just don't want you missing out on the movie is all..." Bill chuckled gently, he knew how much Ted had been looking forward to dressing as Chewbacca.

It had been your idea, originally. A couples costume for yourself and Bill, with something for Ted so that he was included too - though Star Wars hadn't been the initial plan. At first, you had had no idea what you were all going to go as - you only had the concept of the three of you in mind. It was after a few hours of shared silent deliberation, that Bill had suggested Star Wars: and how fitting that was, when you thought about it! Leia, and Han - the couple, for you and Bill to pose as - and then, Chewbacca for Ted, the perfect companion, and it all tied in ever so nicely.

"Right, how do I look?" You asked the pair, making them both jump as you push the garage door open. Bill turns to look at you first, and his jaw practically drops. It's amazing how such a simple costume can make him become so much more smitten with you - he's speechless for a moment, until a quiet 'woah' from Ted breaks him from his thoughts. "Babe, that is perfect-" He rushes to your side, carefully running his hands over the fabric, amazed at how soft it is - if only that material could be used for some of his normal clothes, that would be paradise. "You think so?" "Yeah - you look fantastic!" Bill grins up at you as he speaks, his fingers still grasping at the fabric that made up your costume. "Where did you get this?" He asks, "This doesn't feel anything like any costume I've found recently..." "Oh, I made it..." You chuckle quietly, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. "Made it? But-" Ted started, about to point out how many times you'd had to have rewind a tape, or gone to reruns of the movies to be able to plan out something like a dress pattern for it. "Yeah, I know," You cute him off, "I think I ended up watching it like... twenty times?" You shrug, "It was actually a lot simpler than I thought it was going to be... And nice Chewbacca, Ted, but... Not sure if that's the right face for him, is it?" You tease, and Ted can't help but laugh as he takes a few steps away, going to retrieve the rest of his costume.

"Okay, right... you two are ready, right?" Ted called from behind the camera, as you and Bill fussed over each other - his loose waistcoat, your wig, his belt again, your hood which... Never seemed to fall quite how you wanted it to. "Uh - yeah, alright-" Bill fusses over you for a moment longer, but eventually steps away, as Ted rushes over, having put a little timer on the camera. The three of you bustle about for a moment, getting into a position that's good for everyone; Bill has an arm round your waist, your arm is around his shoulder, pulling him in close, whilst Ted stands behind you both, holding his hands up a little bit as if he's roaring. The flash goes off, and you all wait an extra second or so before Ted goes to dismantle the camera. "When we get that developed, I'm so having that up on my wall..." Bill tells you, with a giddy little smile. You push his shoulder playfully, "As if I won't be the one to keep it..." You joke, shaking your head at him. "Hey, Bill?" Ted calls, arms spread as far as they can reach as he tries to set up a sheet for the projector, not wanting to disturb the moment between the two of you, but not having much of a choice if you all wanted to get the movie going soon. "A little help?" With a quiet 'oh, sure' Bill dashed to the other man's aid, leaving you to happily gather all the pillows and blankets you could find scattered around the house, along with - of course - a few snacks and drinks for you all.

"Okay, you two ready?" You ask, finishing setting up the projector. Ted had just put his Chewbacca head out of the way and was settling himself down on some of the pillows, arranged in a little nest for himself. "Yeah!" They respond in unison. As you go to snuggle with Bill, he mumbles quietly to you, "I can't believe my dad is letting us watch this..." You're not sure of Bill's tone here, but you nod slowly anyway. "Neither can I... Never seen this before..." You reply, and Bill nods back at you - neither has he. As the opening begins, and the three of you start to munch on your assorted snacks, the power goes down. It's completely unexpected, and plunges you all into near complete darkness. The projector has clicked off, the fairy lights flickered out, and your only source of light is the glow of the street lamp outside. "Huh-?" Is Ted's reaction, whilst Bill remains silent, but clings more to you. You cling to him in return, using his presence to try and ground yourself from the scare. "I'm gonna go check the fuse box in the house - you guys stay here.." Ted told you both; it may have been Bill's house, but Ted knew it just as well as the blonde did. Bill warily starts to get up as well; "I'm just going to check the fusebox in the corner, okay babe?" He says quietly to you - and his voice is gently, but not explicitly, trying to tell you that you could say no to this, if it made you feel less anxious. You nod slowly, loosening your grip on him to let him go to the corner of the garage. You could still feel your heart pounding in your chest, but you run your hands over the fabric of your costume to try and calm yourself as Bill heads into the darkness, round the corner to check on the fuse box. He's there for a few minutes, before some movement and a tap at the nearby window catch your attention.

There's two figures standing there, whose silhouettes you... Almost recognise. You get up, moving towards the window. The closer you get, the more you think you can make out about them: it's Bill, and Ted, but there's something not quite right about them - besides, of course, the fact that they had both suddenly ended up outside. Neither of them had their costumes on, but instead,Bill had donned a baseball cap, and Ted's hair was styled in a middle-part, rather than how they normally presented themselves. It was still them, for sure, but... Something about them just didn't sit right with you. As you draw closer, Bill lurches at the window, making you stumble back as he pushes the window open - and Ted tosses something inside, before the pair dash off. There's a moment of silence, before whatever it was Ted had dropped through the window burst into a flurry of crackles and sparks. It assaults your eyes in the darkness, and you cry out, hands instantly moving to cover your face as you stumble back a little bit more. You trip this time, falling flat on your backside with another cry. Footsteps rush towards you from behind, and you feel hands on your upper arms, making you jump in surprise and flail your arms in an almost last-ditch attempt to defend yourself, should this be the off-Bill and Ted.

"Hey, hey-" It's Bill's voice, and he's hurriedly trying to calm you. "What happened?" He asks you, noticing a few dying embers of the firecrackers that had been put in his garage. You just point towards the window, mumbling something that he can't quite understand. Hell, you're not even sure if you can understand it entirely. Bill notices the window, now hanging open, and rushes to close it again, lest any other pranksters try and test the boundaries of your resilience. "It's okay-" He tells you, sitting on the floor beside you, and pulling you into his arms. He knows - better than anyone - that just having someone there can help ground you again, and if it had to be anyone, the best choice was always him. "You're okay..." He whispers to you, "I'll keep you safe, don't worry..." His hand is gentle as it strokes your hair, soothing you back down from your panic. The lights soon flicker on around you, and perhaps a minute or so after this, Ted is back in the room with you both. He's about to say something - probably a joke - but stops himself before he even speaks, when he sees the state you're in. His eyes flit to Bill; 'What happened here?' is the silent question. Bill just shrugs in response, he has absolutely no idea. He doesn't want to ask just yet, either - it's too soon, and he wants you to be able to calm down and recover a little bit before probing the subject. "So, uh... Movie?" Ted probes, and you wearily shake your head. "No... I think I'd much rather just... Hang out with you guys and pig out on candy..." "Dude, that's cool with me-" Ted says, nodding, before gathering all the sweets together in the centre of the room. Bill helps you over, and you all sit in a little circle, passing each other your favourite sweets to try, and laugh at each other's faces if they didn't like them. You stayed in that tight little circle of yours all night - until you all fell asleep in the early hours of the morning. Needless to say, despite things not going to plan, and the bad fright you had suffered, it was a very good Halloween with your boyfriend, and his best friend, and you looked forward to doing it all again, come next year.

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