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voxmortuus · 1 year

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Can i request a roman godfrey x plus!size reader. Maybe she is the new girl or Peter's sister or cousin that moved there because of her Father’s job or something and roman becomes obsessed with her or something and he dose all this because he is in love with her and just a really fluffy ending pls

I just want to say I am SO sorry for this taking as long as it did to produce! I have been feeling so out of sorts with my writing and I had taken a super long hiatus. I found this half written in my drafts and felt I NEEDED to finish this! So, Here it is! The finished piece!!! I hope it finds you well.

PAIRING: Roman Godfrey x Fem!Plus Sized!Reader - Reader is 18+

UNIVERSE: Hemlock Grove

WORDS: 1.1K

SUMMARY/PROMPT: See above

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Obsessive Roman | Stalking Insinuated | Fluff | PLEASE TELL ME IF I FORGOT ANYTHING!!! I want to make sure readers are fully aware of what they are getting themselves into when they read this…

NOTE: Sorry if this isn't what you expected, or had envisioned yourself, I apologize. But I hope you enjoyed my vision.

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Welcome to Hemlock Grove - That's what the sign read as you entered the town. Remote, and almost nothing here. Rubbing your face you look around and take in the bare land from the death of winter. Your father had gotten a job working at The Godfrey Institute. Unknowing what was in store for you you take this as a new opportunity to reinvent yourself, to start fresh in the way of hoping for a new beginning.

Making your way inside your new home with the last box for your room, you place it down on your bed and look out the window that looks over the street that leads to Godfrey Manor. Making a small face in slight disgust, you let off a small sigh and start putting things away.

It wasn't long before you hear a knock at your bedroom door, and it was your father asking you if you'd like to go with him to see where he works. Shrugging you had agreed to go. The way you saw it was it got you out of the house and around civilization. Grabbing your coat you throw your hair up into a loose bun and follow him to the car.

Your father didn't work far from your new home, so it was less than a few moments before you found yourself in the elevator on your way to the top floor to look around your father's new place of work. Looking around for a moment you look up at your father and tell him you're going to look around.

As you wander off you find yourself in the rather large conference room. Little to your knowledge you are being watched, by Mr. Godfrey himself. Watching you as your fingers graze against the solid wood table, across the leather backing of the chairs. Watching you as you look so unamused and so done with today that you're ready to go home.

You weren't like the others that had come in and out of here, you were shaped differently, you were a snack, in a matter of ways. While you questioned yourself sometimes, you were truly a beautiful person. Even when you didn't see yourself that way. Looking at your reflection off the surface of the table, he let out a breath, push the loose stray hairs back into place, and look around once more before wandering out.

He follows you and watches you. It was that moment he knew that you, you were it. That something different in his life, that spark he felt he's been missing. That itch he's been needing to scratch and could never find the right tool to scratch it. Roman knew that you were going to change his way of thinking when it all boiled down to it.

Spring is here, it's been five months since the move, and you've become settled, relatively. But something's been going on. You've been getting flowers and other little gifts off and on for the past three or so months. It's regular, on queue, and it never changes, once, every two weeks, a fresh bouquet of something different, and either a card, or a little trinket, be it a charm, a piece of something to wear, or a small stuffed animal accompanies this bouquet. Today, was no different.

Lurking in the distance, as he always had from the moment you met, you let out a soft yet slightly heavy breath and you look down at the flowers that sat on your doorstep. "What the heck…" you say softly. Pushing your lips to one side you look around and you pick up the sunflower and rose bouquet and pull it to your face and take in a deep inhale and smiled with a slightly somber look on your face. "THANK YOU!" You call out before you walk in and close the door.

The flowers become a regular thing, and you start visiting the office a little more, the light anonymous things putting you in a mood of happiness and genuine love. You feel this love and you don't know how to channel it, so you start bringing your father lunch at work, and you start talking to his co-workers. But it's when you meet his boss that your own heart begins to beat a little funny. You give a slightly goofy giggle, clear your throat, put your head down, and walk away.

It was his scent, you knew that scent. It was on the stuffed bear you had received with a bouquet of peonies not long ago. You excuse yourself and make your way out of the building. Running your hands down your thick thighs you lean against your little beat-up volkswagon bug and you feel your heart beating miles a minute. Shaking your head you look up at the building and burst into laughter. Why? No? Really? Was it him?

You look back down, and you lean against your car a little more, and before you had a moment to really recall everything you see him approaching from your peripheral vision. Licking your plump lips you look over at him and draw in a deep breath.

"Has it been you?" you ask. "Since the beginning." He stated "But why?" you ask him. "Why couldn't you tell me? I come in to bring him lunch every day and you couldn't tell me?" "I didn't know how. I was in awe of you." Roman admitted. "Mr. Godfrey--" "Roman, please, call me Roman." He stated. "Roman." you pause a moment. "I am nothing to be in awe about, my curves have curves, I'm far too out of your realm of normal woman, I'm just--" "Perfect. You're perfect and you don't see it Y/N. You won't see it, but I want to help you see it… if you'll let me." He smiled. "Let me take you out tonight. There's this cute little coffee shop in town, join me?" He asked.

Charming, he was charming, and he was sweet. Nodding your head you had agreed to his proposal of coffee. He holds out his hand and you place yours in his. Your hand feels so small in his, you feel like you're about the size of a damn munchkin from The Wizard of Oz. But it feels good. You feel good.

Sitting in the coffee shop after you two walk a little ways from the building you find yourself enthralled in each other, in the conversation, the mindless nothing of conversation that has led to laughter, and genuine raw emotions between you. Nothing but calm, cherished moments. Sure, people stared, but he never took his eyes off you, his attention was on you. You were important to him.

What really made you feel on top of the world, was when he reached forward and tucked some hair behind your ear, helped you up, and walked back to the building with you. From that day on, you realized that you are perfectly imperfect and that no matter what, you are beautiful, and because of Roman, seeing yourself as anything less, that's just not possible anymore.

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erinfern0 · 8 months

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paint the sheets red

soft!dom!roman x afab!reader (smut ending with fluff)

- afab anatomy, gender neutral nicknames, only used pronouns are you etc.

summary: roman just craves to help you get through your period, he can't help burying his face between your legs.

warnings: period oral sex (r receiving), praise, somnophilia, blood kink, fingering, use of safe word, spit, edging, mention of aftercare, slight dom/sub dynamic, anxiety, etc

Usually, when you're on your period, you two try to stay away from each other, mostly for your own safety. Being sane, he would never risk so much by being close to you while you were bleeding, and you usually complied. Today was different. Today, you were desperate for his attention. You needed him close to you, to whisper that everything is going to be fine and that those feelings won't last. You were lost in your own head, trying to stay collected while running your hand over your stomach, imagining it was his.

The day was going awful. The cramps had been killing you since you woke up. Not a single pill helped to ease the pain you felt physically. You also suffered mentally from your boyfriend not responding to your texts.

Roman was busy like this usually, answering you only when he had enough time for you or when he just finished his job. You texted him in the morning, describing how bad you felt and how nice would it be if he came around in the evening. Walls of messages filled his phone but he couldn't leave the meeting as he wanted to. You were aware he had responsibilities other than you, which made you feel even worse - you felt like a burden for interrupting him like this. You closed the app and quickly threw your phone against the mattress of your shared bed with a sigh. You crawled up on top of the bed, bringing your knees to your chest as your side, pressing your hand over your warm stomach, trying to ease the pain, quiet curses mumbled under your breath.

Roman looked at his phone, biting his lower lip. You needed him. More than usual, and he wanted to be there for you. He could just leave, he had enough money to ignore the new client, but he knew it wasn't good for the company. He kept bouncing his leg under the desk as the men talked above him. They were asking him questions and he would just mindlessly nod his head, staring at the texts you sent him.

At first, he just thought about the pain you felt, about your loneliness and agony. How much he just wanted to be there with you, cuddling you while whispering how much he loves you. The thought of you flashing over and over in his mind, hand squeezing the phone to force himself not to message you back yet.

But then something else grabbed his attention. he looked over one of the texts and froze. Period. He had read it before and knew the reason behind your pain, but it hit him just now. He couldn't stop thinking about it. Blood. He ran his tongue over his top teeth, feeling how sharp his teeth were, mouth watering just by the idea of you. Sex and thighs covered in the red substance that tasted so damn good. He couldn't shake off the fantasy of bringing his lips to the soft flesh of your inner thighs, tasting you while his hands held your hips down to prevent you from moving too much. His eyes started getting hazy from craving you, scanning the people in front of him as he dug his fingernails deep into his palm.

The men didn't seem to notice how his eyes started slowly darkening in front of them. He had to have you. Now.

He lifted his body off the chair a little too quickly, overwhelmed by the sound and feeling of the blood running in his guests' veins. He felt dizzy, supporting his weight over the desk as he looked up at them. "Gentlemen... I believe I've heard enough" he says. The man who was taking care of the presentation froze mid-slide. "I'll think about your offer and let you know about my decision, give me some time. Thank you for being here" he said, almost politely before grabbing his phone off the desk and rushing to the elevator, loosening the tie just enough to help him breathe.

He texted you he'd be there soon but you were already asleep, trying to fight the pain. Despite how short the ride home was, it felt like hours to him, clenching his jaw, trying to discipline himself as he pulled up to the front yard. He quickly left his car, mind focused on whispering your name over and over like a spell in his head as he walked into the bedroom. He froze as soon as he saw you.

That perfect body curled up on top of the bed in your shots and a t-shirt, but not a regular t-shirt. One of his. He could smell you from the corridor, but now, when he stood in between the door frame the scent of your skin hit his head a little harder. He was obsessed with it. His urges only fueled inside of him as he saw you shift in your position, arms above your head that is slightly tilted, knees bent and shifted to your right just enough to slightly expose your butt from under the shorts, that's when he noticed it.

He could scent it before but he just thought it was because of your pad, now he knows the reason he could smell your blood so easily is because you were just utterly drenched with it. Your underwear, shorts, and the sheets covered with such a beautiful shade of red, he wouldn't even dare to look away.

Eyes focused on you, he starts slowly walking closer to the bed, his hands fiddling with the buttons of his dress shirt just enough to expose his collarbones. Then he quickly takes off his tie and throws it somewhere behind him.

His eyes darken as he slowly spreads your legs, a gasp escaping his lips at the sight of the most incredible meal he's going to ever consume in his life. He cursed under his breath as he saw your face, scrunched with pain. 'poor thing', he thought and kissed one of your knees before slowly kneeling on the bed, brushing his fingertips over your thighs, trying to avoid the blood just yet.

He clenched his jaw, the thought of doing this to you in your sleep was getting him painfully hard in his jeans. He couldn't help but palm himself through them. You've done many things in the bedroom already, including somno, but never when you were covered in that beautiful blood of yours.

He bit his lip as he slowly moved your shorts and underwear down, a pitiful mewl leaving his mouth as he saw how red and slick you were. He rubbed his thumb over the red clots of blood on the material and smiled, throwing it somewhere on the bed. His hands were already covered in the substance as he gripped your thighs, leaving his bloody handprints over you. He just couldn't help himself.

He heard your tiny gasp in your sleep, causing his already throbbing cock to twitch. "Fuck", he cursed under his breath before slowly lowering his mouth to your heated skin, lips traveling over your inner thighs as he tried to remain as sane as possible. The last thing he wanted to do was to harm you, especially when you suffered much already.

He moaned at the taste of you, your sweet and perfect blood on display for him as he licked your inner thigh. His eyes were closed, hips slightly moving against the mattress as he got closer to your core, leaving trails of dark hickeys over your skin, barely visible because of the substance covering them. He gave your cunt a quick kiss before running his lips to your other thigh, doing the same thing over and over until he heard you whimper in your sleep.

"Oh, you like that?" he asked in a whisper, trying to talk to you while you were still unconscious "God, I want to see your eyes on me." he added, mostly to himself as he gave your swollen and sensitive bud a lick, just enough to make your legs twitch.

His fingers started spreading your folds to see the way blood slowly leaked from your hole, a smile appearing on his face as he gave it another lick.

And god, your taste. It was driving him crazy. The metallic, tingling feeling over his tongue sent shivers down his spine, causing him to jerk his hips. He growled against your core, sending pleasurable vibrations in your way. Under the blood, he also tasted something better. Your delicious wetness mixed with it almost drove him insane. He was fighting the urge to just give in, let go of his humanity, and just sink his teeth over your thighs or core, tasting you in a very different way. He regained his sanity as he saw your eyes slowly opening.

"Good morning, sunshine." he whispered right before slowly sliding his flattened tongue over your slit, causing your legs to tighten around his head. Your soft whimpers fill the room. His actions were lewd, almost animalistic, but the way he looked at you made you just spread your legs wider for him, letting him to take the pain away.

Your hands easily found his hair, tugging on it as you arched your back, craving the sweet feeling of him against you again but then you saw it. You froze immediately, seeing his face covered in red, hazed eyes watching your reactions. Then you looked to the side and bit your lip at the view of blood covering his sheets.

"I-I'm so sorry, Roman." you whispered as you tugged on the material. He just let out a grunt, shaking his head slightly. He wiped his face against your bare thigh, making you gasp as you saw the red staining his lips, teeth, and tongue. "I'll get new ones, I..."

"Don't you worry about it, angel." he mutters before kissing one of your hickeys. The way he caressed your skin with his nose made you shiver, embarrassment hitting your face with a blush. "Be good for me and relax, okay? It's all about you now." his voice was low and filled with lust as he left a gentle bite mark over your skin, just enough to let you see it, not to tear through the tissue.

You couldn't help but squirm as he wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them close to his face as he looked at you. A silent plea to taste you again, and he didn't hesitate when you nodded your head.

He started running his flat tongue between your folds, collecting anything in his way just to swallow it right up, being careful not to push on your clit too hard. just very light and gentle licks all over you, cleaning you off from the cause of your previous suffering and embarrassment. He chuckled as he saw you reaching under your shirt just to add to the pleasure, but before you touched them you looked down at him. "Yes, you may." he said at your silent question, sucking on your clit slightly.

You gasped and tugged on his hair harder, your other hand quickly running under your shirt, wait, his shirt, teasing your hardened nipples with a hesitant moan.

"Louder, baby." he growled between your thighs and sucked a little harder, leaving your clit with a simple pop. "I want to hear how good you feel."

His words alone make you arch your back to roll your hips over his mouth. Romans eyes flutter with pleasure as he sinks one of his fingers into your drenched hole, spitting on it just to give it some more lube. He moves painfully slowly, just watching your red-covered hole grip his middle digit greedily.

"R-Roman" you gasp, begging for him to go faster. He just placed kisses over your thighs, his finger knuckle deep inside of your cunt as he nods his head.

"I know, sweetheart, I know." he mutters under his breath, leaving a single kiss on your swollen bud. "Just a little more f'me, yeah?" he looks up at you, his eyes filled with unspeakable desire and love towards you as he smiles lazily and picks up the speed, hitting that sweet spot deep inside of you. Now, the blood smeared over his face looks like proof of his obsession with you. "Color?"

"Green." you gasp and close your eyes shut in pleasure, feeling the slow licks of the tip of his tongue over your clit, only adding to the pure bliss you're experiencing.

The sweet and slow torture lasts a couple of minutes, him getting completely lost in your taste, your soft moans, and your begs as he gets you so close to the edge before he stops moving, leaving you aching for more, for that climax that's so painfully close.

He spat on your core again, pulling his finger out before massaging your hole with the new wetness, gasping as his fingers almost get sucked in by your cunt. But he meets resistance, and frustration hits him as he spits again, trying to work two of his fingers into you, but to no avail.

You squirm with desperation and anxiety as you see him try so hard. Your body cannot take more. Seeing him try like this makes you feel so bad. You have no idea if it's because of your period or just general anxiety, but you hold back, trying to relax for him until it's too much.

"Orange, Roman." you whisper, clenching your fingers over the sheets below you, back arching from the uncomfortable feeling, tears pooling under your eyelids. "Orange... I'm so sorry." you repeat with guilt in your shaky voice.

"Too much?" he asks calmly, despite your worries - he's not at all upset. He's so proud of you for using your safe word, he can't even express it with words. "It's okay, sweetheart, don't you apologize for that." he whispers and runs his fingers between your folds, trying to ease the feeling, and you thank him with a couple of nods of your head. "One's good?" he asks and presses his middle finger over your hole, waiting for your answer.

"It's perfect." you whisper and smile, playing with his hair as he slowly moves the digit inside, quickly finding that spot of yours.

"You wanna cum for me?" he asked before sucking on your clit again, this time a little softer. He chuckles when he sees you nod your head mindlessly. "words, sweetheart, use your words."

You can't help yourself from pulling his hair when he finally presses his mouth against you fully, chin adding slight pressure over his finger as he moves his tongue over your clit in various slow patterns. "Yes, fuck, yes I wanna come for you." you whine as you feel the vibration of his low, lustful hum against your core. He starts to move his hips against the mattress again, his neglected cock throbbing in his pants as he moves away from your cunt for a moment.

"Then be good for me and come, okay? You deserve it so much, angel." his words themselves make you shudder with arousal, mind getting dizzy as he presses his lips against you once more, licking and sucking while his finger abuses your g-spot. The hums only add to the sensation, making you tighten your grip on his hair, pulling him even closer as you begin to see stars.

You reach your climax soon enough, your legs tightly wrapped over his head, shivering mindlessly at the overstimulation, back arching as you moan his name like a mantra, turning into putty for him as you come undone. All you hear is his skilled mouth and finger doing wonders on your cunt as he pulls you even closer, fingers of his free hand so deep into the skin of your thigh that you're sure he'll leave bruises, but you don't mind at all.

Ae allows you to roll your hips over him through your orgasm, getting you down from your high with soft praises spoken against your core, lapping his tongue over you just enough to get those few last drops of your cum. You slowly unwrap your legs and lie down with your breath fastened, watching him swallow everything with a satisfied look on his face, eyes moving over your body with adoration as he stands up.

"Aou need anything?" he asks, caressing your thigh with one hand as the other wipes your cum and blood off of him. You get a little scared as you secretly admit to yourself - seeing him like this is a pure eighth wonder.

"Nothing..." you whisper and rest your head on the pillow, one hand in your hair as the other one finds his, playing with his bloody fingers. "Just some rest."

He nods his head and looks down at his clothes, smiling as he sees the mix of your blood, wetness, and his saliva all over the hem of the dress shirt he was wearing. "of course, sweetheart, you did so great f'me, you know?" he looks back at you and presses a single kiss to your hand. "I'll smoke and come back to you, gotta get you cleaned up, okay?" he smiles warmly as you nod your head and slowly leans over you, kneeling right between your spread legs as he presses his forehead against yours. "Feeling better?" he asks, and you smirk at the feeling if his hardness pressed against your bare thigh.

"Mhm, way better, thank you." you whisper and kiss the top of his head. He hums pleasingly at your affection. Exhaustion hits you right after, legs still shaking slowly as you reach for his belt. "What about you, tho?"

He chuckles and breathes in through his nose, taking in your scent as he nuzzles his nose over your neck. "Don't you worry about it." he whispers and gets off of you, wiping his face in his already stained shirt, then taking it off. He palms himself through his jeans and gasps, his eyes locked with yours. "You need some rest, then a shower. I'll get us some food, you want your regular?" he asks, reaching for the back pocket of his pants, getting his phone and cigarettes from it.

You nod your head and smile at him. He smiles at you back. Adoration in his gaze makes your heart flutter. You close your eyes as you cover your face with a pillow, second hand embarrassment hitting you again as you remind yourself of what you two just did.

"Hey, don't you hide that pretty face from me." he chuckles, feeling your eyes following him suit. You never thought that you could love this man any more than before, but there you are, smiling and throwing the pillow on the bed just to see his face for the last time before he leaves to smoke.

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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BECAUSE MORE IS ALWAYS BETTER.

Sleepiest

Touch Starved

Dancing

Haircut Comfort

Trypanophobia

First Words -dad!au

PDA

When You’re Sick

Angry

Temper Tantrums -dad!au

Needy For Him

Getting into Fights

Fatherhood -dad!au

Expecting -dad!au

The Sequel -dad!au

Halloween

Name Calling

Failing a Course

Norman F*cking Rockwell!

Playfighting

Pandemic Life

Incorrect Heights

ASMR

Coolest Instagrams

Fainting

A Cuddle Pile

What They Smell Like

Stoned

Sick Boys

The Sequel

Footie Pajamas

Random Headcanons

Breakfast Lovers

Their Tattoos

Holding Their Tiny Humans

All He Wishes To Give

Chefs and Liabilities

NSFW Content. Reader Discretion Advised. Minors DNI.

Spanking Styles

Size Kink

Safewords

Moans and Noises

Pegging Them

Get You to Sleep

Lingerie Shopping

First Time

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authorred · 2 years

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Hell's Gate (Part 3) (Hemlock Grove) (Roman Godfrey x Fem!reader)

Preface: Now reunited with Roman who still lay in a coma, you've no choice but to wait out his unconsciousness. He wakes up soon after you arrive, the night of the full moon. While he and Peter are gone, you have one issue to deal with in the meantime.

Warning(s): Cursing, blood, mentions of death (and actual death, probably), general dark themes ig

Part 1 here Part 2 here Part 4 here Part 5 here

It was the morning after, and Peter was still over by the time you woke up early in the morning. You blinked groggily when Peter softly shook you awake. "What?" You murmured.

"It's morning," Peter whispered. "I figured you wouldn't want to sleep in."

"You figured wrong," you sighed. "But it's fine. I'm awake, now." You slowly sat up and rubbed your eyes.

"Tonight's the full moon," Peter said. You stared up at him.

"What does that . . . what does that mean?" You inquired.

"I'm going to kill the Vargulf."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"Just," he shrugged. "I just am."

"Uh huh," you hummed, kissing your teeth. "And what were you arguing with Letha about last night?"

He choked, quickly averting his gaze to anywhere but you. "Don't worry about it. I had to."

"Uh . . . huh . . ." You peered at him for a few more seconds before looking up at the ceiling. "So once the Vargulf is dead . . . what then? How do I . . . we, come back from that? Everyone thinks I'm dead, and everyone thinks you're a werewolf and causing all of this."

"I don't know," Peter stressed. "We'll just have to . . . take what's coming, I guess."

"What time is it?"

Both you and Peter jumped at the new, but familiar voice. Roman was sitting up, utterly dazed, but awake. You immediately sat up straighter and stared at him. He didn't seem to notice you at first.

"Ah, it's two weeks since you passed out," Peter replied.

"What?"

Peter just shrugged.

"Oh, fuck me." Roman removed his oxygen tube.

You slowly stood up and walked around the couch. When Roman finally saw you, his mouth parted in shock.

"Surprise," you gave him a lopsided smile.

He just stared at you intently. As if you were some sort of hallucination. "Is this . . . is this some kind of sick fucking joke?" He looked at Peter.

"Really?" You rolled your eyes. "I figured you'd be happier to see me. Or at least smile."

Roman just shifted to sit up straighter and stared at you defensively. "Y/n's dead. Whoever you are, this is a fucked up--"

"Roman, you almost killed me by kissing me after taking a puff of a cigarette and blowing the smoke into my mouth."

Peter blinked.

"I then strangled you until your face turned blue, and Olivia--God damn that woman--forbade me from conversing with you for two weeks."

Like a light switch turning on, he ripped out his IV and basically vaulted over the side of his bed. Peter attempted to stop him before he fell over, but Roman crashed into your body. If it wasn't for your above-average strength, you would've been toppled. He hugged as if you were a lifeline, clinging to you like a child to their parent. His body trembled lightly, grip borderline suffocating. All the same, you hugged him back tightly.

"I missed you so much," you whispered.

He sniffed in your neck. "I missed you too," he sobbed. "So fucking much."

You gently pet the back of his head, gently shushing him when his cries got louder. "It's okay. I'm here. Don't ask me how I'm here, but know I am."

Peter stayed quiet and off to the side, allowing you two to properly reunite after two weeks of your presumed death. He smiled lightly at seeing two of his friends happy. Though, he was still anxious due to incoming pressing matters.

Eventually, you slowly pulled away from the hug. Or tried to, at least, because he still wasn't going to let you go any time soon. "Roman," you said softly. "The full moon is tonight. You and Peter need to go do what you got to do."

Sniffling again, he reluctantly began to pull away. "Yeah. . . yeah." He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "Yeah. And after that, you're not leaving my side."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, yeah, and in the meantime, I've something to deal with."

Roman gently cradled your face between his hands, gazing at you gently. "What is it? I'll help you."

You slowly shake your head. "No. You can't help me with this. You and Peter have more important things to do. So, go." You returned the gesture of affection and gently stroked his cheek with your thumb. "Go. You don't have much time."

Roman finally nodded in agreement and slowly pulled away. "Okay. But when I come back, you and I are never leaving each other again."

"Yes, yes, I understood the first time, now hurry!"

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htchnr · 2 months

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ just a gentle reminder that my requests are open!

accepting requests for anyone i've got listed on my rules post, but mainly looking for any kind of requests for Aaron Hotchner, David O'Donnell and Aragorn! 😊💕

(aaaand, if anyone is still interested in him nowadays, any kind of request for Roman Godfrey from Hemlock Grove as i'm desperate to write for him again 🤭)

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bluewxrld07 · 3 months

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Hello All :)

Now I am not new to the Tumblr world, but have returned from a much needed break! Sadly my old account was hacked into and deactivated, so here we are!

I will create a master list for all to see what's in the works, don't you worry ;)

Requests will be open, so feel free to submit! I will include whom I write for, as well as some drafts I'm writing that are in the works! The list is placed for you all to look below!!!

Enjoy :)

I write for:

NHL:

Jack Hughes

Luke Hughes

Cole Caufield

Ethan Edwards

Rutger McGroarty

NFL:

Joe Burrow

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

John Booker Routledge

Harry Potter:

Fred Weasley

Mattheo Riddle

Teen Wolf:

Stiles Stilinski

Brett Talbot

Isaac Lahey

Theo Raeken

Stranger Things:

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Random:

Roman Godfrey/Bill Skarsgard

Harry Styles

Drew Starkey

Dylan O'Brien

Colby Brock

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runesandmoons · 2 years

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Current WIPS:

🌲 Tommy Shelby x Reader (multipart for @retromafia 5K celebration - angst, smut, dark)

What happens when the sweet boy Y/N knew comes home from the war distant and cold? When he can’t sleep and keeps her awake, when he has these strange spells where he shouts and throws things, when he becomes violent, Y/N isn’t sure how to handle it anymore. As he shuts her out, she turns to a kind ear who happened to be in the right place at the wrong time. When Tommy finds out what actually happened, he confronts Y/N. Will their love recover?

🌲 Dark!Hades!Tommy Shelby x Dark!Reader (multipart/series - dark, angst, smut, some fluff)

When Y/N is by the water one day, she gets a most unwelcome intruder. As he tries to take her life, she strikes a deal: let her live and she’ll become his companion. As Hades accepts the deal, transforming her into his companion, she finds that her deal isn’t as sweet as she thought it would be.

🌿 Roman Godfrey x OC (series - fluff, smut, some angst)

Dahlia knows about Roman, but he doesn’t know about her. When they finally interact with each other, Roman finds himself quickly enamored by her mysterious attitude and her complicated wisdom. As she helps him figure out who he really is, they engage in an intense and other worldly relationship.

#wips #updates #Tommy Shelby x Reader #Dark!TommyShelby x Dark!Reader #Roman Godfrey x OC #smut #angst #fluff #dark #one shot #series #mutlipart

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alphabetbill · 2 years

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Roman Godfrey A-Z list

Thinking I'm going to do some Roman Godfrey A-Z lists next. I've been putting off the ones I'm most excited for XD. DM with any suggestions for themes or any short fic/imagine prompts you might have! Let's get this party started and get back to what we all love!

The theme for the next little while will be Roman because I miss my favourite angsty Upir dude and it's been too long since I've cried over him.

#bill skarsgard #bill #skarsgard #fanfiction #bill skarsgard fanfiction #bill skarsgard x reader #roman godfrey #roman godfrey x reader #roman godfrey fanfiction #hemlock grove #prompt list #fluff prompts

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nyxvuxoa-writes · 10 months

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Hello, my love... so okay... yes... would you kindly do.... Prompt #176. “I’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are.” This prompt is for Roman Godfrey...

👉👈Thank you 👉👈

Imma go hide in a dark corner now...

Excited to finally write something for you that is tailored for you and not having you just appeal to my obsessions. I hope you like this.

𝑨 𝑹𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝑽𝒊𝒆𝒘

Roman Godfrey x Fem!Reader

#176. “I’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are.”

◢ Genre: A touch of fluff, Kink, Smut ---- Suitable For Adults Only

◢ Warnings: PWP, dom!Roman, submissive!reader, exhibitionism, sort of window fetish, sort of public sex(?), some spanking, unprotected sex, p in v, sex from behind, hair pulling, biting, creampie, sexy time talk. slight praise kink, begging, mention of aftercare.

◢ Word Count: 2.6k

◢ A/N: Okay, so I have never written for Roman before, but I feel this will be pretty straightforward. I hope it hits all the right spots.

You have become accustom to how your relationship with Roman had grown. There was a sort of mutual understanding on how things are with him. He is in charge, and you had a 'place' to be in, for lack of better terms. In some small way you had control, but not in the normal sense of things; you had the control that a submissive in a bdsm relationship would have it.

This is your relationship with Roman. You are his submissive and he is your master. But when you are asked to strip down and stand in front of floor to ceiling windows, you hesitate slightly. Your eyes gaze to the window, watching as people walk past it. You would feel and be rather exposed to anyone who had possible wondering eyes.

After a moment though, and wanting to avoid correction, you slowly manage to strip down to nothing. Kicking your clothes to side, you look down at them like you had just lost your security blanket. Instinctually you want to cover yourself with your arms. It was natural for you to keep yourself covered, feeling rather unconfident, but you knew he would correct you. A part of you hated it.

Slowly you take in a deep breath through your nose, your fingers pressing into the palm of you hand. Roman was always one to push those boundaries with you. He like getting you to try something new, even if it made you a little scared or uncomfortable. He damn well knew this was going to make you uncomfortable. A part of him questioned if you would need to use your safe word. He hoped not.

Walking around you like an animal observing a cornered prey, he couldn't help but smirk slightly, a small chuckle escaping him. His finger reach over and the tips of them so gently graze your skin, moving from the side of your thigh and up around your body as he walked back around to stand in front of you. He fingers come to your nipple and he pinches and pulls at it slightly.

You tense a bit, feeling a small bit of pain. For a moment your lips push out and your brow furrows, almost as if you are pouting at him for doing that to you. At least he knows that he has your attention. You're focused and not zoned out, or withdrawing too much into yourself. This was going to be a big step for you.

“I’m going to fuck you against the windows, I want everyone to see how good you are.” He states, cutting straight to the point for the reason he had you here right now.

Your eyes go wide. "What?"

"I'm going to fuck you against the windows." He repeated, his tone slowing down slightly as he is allowing the sentence to sink into your brain for a moment. He licks at his lips as his hands reach up and he starts to take off his suit coat, laying it over the couch. He doesn't opt to take off his shirt, instead he loosens the tie and rolls up his sleeves to expose his forearms.

You could have used your safeword at that moment. You could have stopped him dead in his tracks and kept it from happening. The choice was right there and for a moment you considered it. But at the same time, there was something appealing about the idea. How many people would notice? How many people could stop to watch to see what was going on in the window.

Watching as Roman turned around and slid his hands into his pockets, watching you closely, you could feel as your heart started to pound in your chest. This wasn't how you were expecting your night to go. It was scary, but exciting. A small part of you remembered that you could stop this at any point if it became too much, and you mentally reminded yourself of that.

Letting your body relax, you looked at Roman with a small smile before you nodded your head, giving him that sort of consent that you were going to give it a shot. Roman smiles slightly, approaching you to cup your chin in his hand as he lifts your head to gaze up at him. He leans in and kisses you, pressing his lips roughly against yours before he spins you around to the window.

Gripping your arms, he brings your hands up to the window and presses your palms against it as he bends you over slightly. His hands move to your hips and he brings your hips out slightly, bringing you to that perfect level for him. His hand move gently over your lower back, grazing against your ass as he gently grips at your left cheek, his fingers pressing for a moment before brings his hand up and smacks it down against your flesh.

You tense and jump slightly. You had been expecting the motion, but it still had caught you off guard. This only caused your heart to pound in your chest a little more. Why did you have to face the window? Couldn't he have just lifted you up and pressed you against it? By his logic, sure, and maybe at some point he will. But this way people could see the faces you make as he presses his cock into the dewy folds between your legs. Bonus points if there happened to be an ex that walked by at that moment, but he doubt he would get that lucky.

A small chuckle escapes him as he steps back and takes a moment to observe you and the people that were already glancing into the window. This was going to be satisfying. His jaw clenches slightly, feeling himself starting to quickly stiffen in the restricting fabric of his pants. He starts to undo his belt, a sound that causes your ears to hyper-tune into it with clashing of the metal buckle. But he doesn't take it off, he simply starts to unbutton his pants, letting them drop just enough with his briefs to free his growing erect self.

Keeping his erect self in one hand, he reaches forward wit the other and bring his fingers to graze against your lower lips. Roman can feel the dampness spread as he presses his fingers into the folds slightly and runs them against your clit. This causes you to lift your hips slightly, a wave of excitement rushing over you with that feeling of anticipation and being nervous. It was a lot to feel at once and it caused goosebumps against your skin.

His finger press into your hole, as if he was preparing you to be ready for what would come right after them. He slowly pushes them deeply, reaching the full length of the fingers and starts to do a back and forth motion. You moan softly, your legs spreading a little bit as your juices start to coat them. Feeling satisfied with how wet you are becoming, Roman removes his fingers from you and positions himself behind you.

For a moment, your eyes glance up at the window and you can somewhat make out your reflections in it. Your lips part in a heavy breath as you watch, your vision going from his reflection and the people outside. A few stood by to watch, acting as though they were just leaning against something. Others simply shook their heads and walked on. This caused your heart to race further. Could you get in trouble for this? Technically speaking, yes.

Your toes curl slightly against the floor as you feel the head of Roman's cock pressing against your hole and then slowly sliding into you. He lets out a heavy groan, his hands quickly moving to your hips as he grips on and presses his entire length deeply into you. Your body grips at him, taking him deeply as your muscles felt around him slightly, almost as if to pull him in deeper.

Your slow moan and gasp for air felt louder than you intended, as if it bounced off the window in front of you and back at you. Your suck in your stomach a moment, feeling you body tense as his motions start in. First he moved slowly, bringing himself back to tip before he pressed his length into you again. He relished in the moment of how you felt around him. He was the reason you were tight. He was the reason you were wet. That is a satisfying feeling to him.

His hands travel against your body, moving from your hips up your side and resting against your ribs. For a moment his fingers dig into you, sending a little pain to mix with the feeling of pleasure, and that causes you to moan a little louder and press your hips back into his. When your ass met his somewhat open pants and flesh, he groaned, tensing slightly. You were letting that wall down, exploring something new, and he was eating it up.

Roman starts to pick up his pace as he grips at your ribs, allowing for just slightly quicker motions into your wet fold. He keeps himself buried a little more, no longer letting you feel the full length, but instead letting you feel the slightly faster, forceful nature of his hips. His breathing starts to pick up as he hears your moans and for a moment he leans forward slightly.

One hand reaches forward, gripping at your breast. He squeezes it in his hand as he presses his entire length into you, holding it for a moment as he allows his hand to fondle with your chest. His lips start to wonder against your shoulder-blade, kissing at your skin with a sense of passion. It hadn't been just a moment into hearing you moan more that Roman starts his motions again, pumping his hips into you.

"You feel so good." He mutters. "So wet. So tight. Are you my good girl?" He asks, while still leaning over slightly against your back.

You nod quickly, moaning and breathing heavily. You had forgotten what your hands were pressed against, the feeling of the glass more slick under your palms with sweat. He smirks against your skin slightly as he presses his teeth into your shoulder, biting at you a little, as his motions become more rough. Screaming out, your head drops a little more as your body tense out in both pain and pleasure.

Roman comes from the bite, lifting his lips and teeth off your shoulder-blade to see deeply purple markings and a faint bruise already starting to form. What's his, is his and he has no issues with marking his girl. Feeling pleased with himself, his cock twitches and hardens a little more inside you, which causes him to bring his hands back to your waist.

He started to give rougher, more forceful thrusts into you. Groaning and moaning loudly with you. The occasional fuck or oh god leaving someone's lips in a breathy moaned tone. The louder you became the rougher his motions started to get. Eventually, Roman's hands were in your hair and he was pulling on it. He pulled you back slightly, arching your back a bit, as his knees bent just enough to give himself a different angle.

He pressed himself into deeply, finding that right length to insert that would hit your sweet spot. He causes your legs to shake, trembling under you and you feel like your about to give way and lose your self of balance. He knew what that leg shaking meant, that tremble that ran through your body was something he had memorized. He learned how to work you, to help you achieve the finish that you craved from from.

"Good girl. My wonderful girl. Does that feel good?" He ask. "Y-yes Sir." You stammer, your fingers and palms red from how hard you were pressing them into the window. "Would you like to cum baby?" He coos at you, pressing his length in deeply as he says the word cum.

You moan and nod, hoping that he doesn't ask you to beg for it. But it was instinct, and before he could even say it, you were already begging for that sweet release.

"Please, can I cum? Please? I'm right there." You manage to get out between moans and heaving breaths. Roman looks amused, and rather proud of you.

"Ask me again." He mutters, almost growling as he's trying to contain his own moans for just a moment.

"Please. May I cum? Please let me cum." You insist. "Alright. Cum baby. Make a mess for me." He says, as both his hands go to grip at your sides.

You start to take some sort of small control as you rock your body back and forth a moment, starting to bounce yourself against Roman's length. He doesn't stop you and you cause his body to tense and the pressure to build more and more. "Oh fuck..." He manages to mutter. "Don't stop baby. Keep going. Keep going." He says, almost begging you. "You've got me right there baby."

You pick up the pace, feeling that release right on the edge there. And as he speaks, that begging and slightly needy tone coming from him, you find yourself trembling with a finish. Feeling like electricity was moving from head to toe, your body tenses and you start to have a heavy tremble work it's way through you. You cry out, moaning loudly as you keep yourself bouncing back and forth against him.

The feeling of your finish drove him. The way you tightened around him and moved against his length with desire and need, worked him to release that finish. He let go, his own legs trembling slightly as his fingers press into your skin. At first his head hung back in a moan before it drops down and he starts to give you short, hard thrusts, making sure to coat your insides with his seed.

For a moment, you both stood there, allowing yourselves to come down from the moment. He couldn't help but chuckle, feeling as you press back once more against him. Roman gives a small thwack at your ass and another grip at it for good measure, before he slowly pulls himself from you. It feels like you have lost your sense of legs, they shake under you with a heavy tremble and you wonder if you are even able to walk right now.

Roman smiles, helping you a moment as he turns you back to him and wraps his arms around your waist. His lips met yours and he kisses you deeply before pulling from it, allowing himself a moment to simply look at your features. This man adores you, with every fiber of his being.

"I'm proud of you." He comments. "Why?" You ask quietly, gazing up at him. "You didn't need to use your safe word. You went with it." He tells you honestly before he kisses you again. "How about we get you into a hot bath and I order some food?" He suggests, reaching up to touch the side of your face. You smile at him, feeling almost shy about being praised, but it felt good at the same time. Hearing that you have done good, that you have made him proud, it sort of drives you. It keeps you going. It gives you the motivation to care.

"A bath sound good." You state. It wasn't always easy to let someone take care of you, but right now, it felt right. It was going to be a good night and everything in your body told you that. Roman didn't hesitate, he takes your hand and helps you to the bathroom, making sure that you have fresh clothes and a big, clean, fluffy towel to dry off with. You are a good girl, and he was going to make sure you know it. After all, he's not the type of man to slack.

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mythicalcowboyatheart · 9 months

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True love

Roman Godfrey x reader

Fluff

Roman Godfrey and Y/N had always had a complicated relationship. From the moment they met, there was an undeniable connection between them, but circumstances always seemed to keep them apart. Roman, being a vampire, had his own dark secrets and struggles, while Y/N was a human, trying to navigate the supernatural world she had been thrust into.

Despite the challenges they faced, Roman and Y/N couldn't deny their growing feelings for each other. They found solace in each other's company, understanding each other in ways no one else could. Their conversations were filled with a mix of playful banter and deep, meaningful discussions, creating a bond that only grew stronger with time.

As they spent more time together, Roman's protective instincts kicked in. He couldn't bear the thought of Y/N getting hurt, and he would go to great lengths to keep her safe. Y/N, on the other hand, saw past Roman's tough exterior and understood the pain and loneliness he carried within him. She became his confidante, someone he could trust with his darkest secrets.

Their love for each other grew slowly, like a flame flickering in the darkness. Roman would steal glances at Y/N when he thought she wasn't looking, and Y/N's heart would skip a beat every time their eyes met. They found comfort in each other's arms, seeking solace from the chaos that surrounded them.

But their love was not without its challenges. Roman's vampire nature made it difficult for him to control his urges, and Y/N had to constantly remind him of his humanity. She became his anchor, grounding him and reminding him of the good within him.

Together, they faced countless obstacles, from supernatural threats to personal demons. But through it all, their love only grew stronger. They became each other's rock, supporting and protecting one another.

In the end, Roman and Y/N's love prevailed. They overcame the odds and found a way to be together, despite the forces that tried to tear them apart. Their love story became one of resilience, sacrifice, and unwavering devotion.

Roman Godfrey and Y/N's love was a testament to the power of love, transcending boundaries and defying expectations. They proved that even in the darkest of times, love could conquer all.As their love deepened, Roman and Y/N began to envision a future together. They dreamed of a life where they could be free from the burdens of their past, where they could build a life filled with love, happiness, and peace.

Roman, once consumed by his own darkness, found a renewed sense of purpose in Y/N's love. He vowed to protect her at all costs, to be the person she could always rely on. Y/N, in turn, embraced Roman's flaws and accepted him for who he was, reminding him that he was deserving of love and redemption.

Their love story became a beacon of hope for others in their supernatural community. They inspired others to believe in the power of love, to see beyond the differences that separated them. Roman and Y/N's love became a symbol of unity, bridging the gap between humans and supernatural beings.

Together, they faced the challenges that came their way, never wavering in their commitment to each other. They fought side by side, their love serving as a source of strength and determination. Roman's vampire abilities and Y/N's resilience made them an unstoppable force, and they became a formidable team.

As time went on, Roman and Y/N's love only grew deeper. They shared countless adventures, creating memories that would last a lifetime. They laughed together, cried together, and supported each other through every triumph and setback.

In the end, Roman and Y/N's love story became a tale of redemption and transformation. They proved that love could heal even the deepest wounds and bring light to the darkest corners of their souls. Their love became a force that defied all odds, a love that would endure for eternity.

And so, Roman Godfrey and Y/N lived out their days together, their love serving as a guiding light in a world filled with darkness. They found solace in each other's arms, knowing that they had found their true soulmate. Their love story would be remembered for generations to come, a testament to the power of love and the strength of the human spirit.

#roman godfrey #roman godfrey x you #roman godfrey x reader #roman godfrey fanfiction #hemlock grove

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ghostedcas · 11 months

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writing, rules and requests

who i write for:

call of duty: simon 'ghost' riley, könig, johnny 'soap' mactavish, keegan russ, kyle 'gaz' garrick, alejandro vargas, valeria garza, capatin john price, kate laswell, farah karim, kim 'horangi' hong-jin

criminal minds: spencer reid, aaron hotchner, derek morgan, penelope garcia, jennifer 'jj' jereau, emily prentiss, elle greenaway

stray kids

scream: billy loomis, stu macher

fnaf: william afton, michael afton (adult only)

genshin impact: kaeya, diluc, lisa, jean, childe, zhongli, rosaria

resident evil 4: leon kennedy

sally face: larry johnson, sal fisher, ashley campbell (all adult only)

hemlock grove: roman godfrey

i write fluff, smut and angst :) (though i'm a big sucker for fluff, a lot of my fics will be fluffy)

requests:

no: incest, pedophilia, scat/piss play, vore, sexual gore, graphic (sexual, physical, etc..) abuse, rape/rapeplay, ageplay, raceplay, anal, dom!reader

yes: choking, knife/gunplay, bloodplay, cnc, nongraphic depictions of (sexual, physical, emotional, etc..) abuse/torture, violence, age-regression, depictions of (severe) mental illnesses and substance abuse, depictions of toxic relationships, nongraphic depictions of self-harm

i don't write (explicit) male!readers, nothing against mlm/nwlnw however im not comfortable writing it as i am afab. that being said, i am MORE than happy to write masc aligned characters. i do try to keep most of my writing as gender neutral as possible so some fics could be read as a male!reader and i have no problem with male readers interacting with my works :)

lastly, if you're not 100% sure if your request is something im able to write please just feel free to send an ask and ask about it! :)

note: i've never played COD a day in my life, i just think masked men are really fucking hot 😔✊ also the women in cod are hot too, i fucking love women🫶

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first-edition · 1 year

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MATERIAL LIST

Smut 🥰

Fluff☁️

Angst ❤️‍🩹

BREAKING SEASONS

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2❤️‍🩹

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6☁️

CHAPTER 7🥰

CHAPTER 8❤️‍🩹☁️

CHAPTER 9❤️‍🩹

CHAPTER 10❤️‍🩹

CHAPTER 11☁️❤️‍🩹

CHAPTER 12🥰❤️‍🩹

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Fox and the Hound

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5🥰

Chapter6

Chapter 7🥰

Chapter 8☁️

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

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2022 Smut-mas 🥰🥰🥰

Day 1 (spencer reid) CAR CLEAN-UP

Day 2 (bucky barnes) Ride or Die

Day 3 (matt Murdock) Jesus “Freak”

Day 4 (bucky barnes) Angel Baby

Day 5 (geralt of rivia) Daughter of Kaer Morhen

Day 6 (eric northman) Hot Water

Day 7 (Duncan vizla) Frost Bitten

Day 8 (aemond Targaryen) Turning Green

Day 9 (matt Murdock) Office Hours

Day 10 (spencer reid) Friction

Day 11(bucky/winter soldier) Malfunction

Day 12(Hellboy) Get Comfy

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2023 Smutmas 🥰

THE LIST

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Men

Sebastian stan

Bar nights☁️

Big hugs☁️

Henry cavil

Cardio🥰

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Barbarian

Fire Light🥰

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Hemlock Grove

Roman Godfrey

Beauty☁️🥰

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House of the dragon

Aemond

Not Yours❤️‍🩹

Lost Birth❤️‍🩹☁️

King❤️‍🩹

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MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Numbing Feeling ❤️‍🩹

Numbing Feeling pt 2 ❤️‍🩹☁️

Champagne Sheets 🥰

What a time ❤️‍🩹☁️

Dance Steps☁️

I love you’s☁️❤️‍🩹

Sunday🥰

Your time 🥰❤️‍🩹

RUST☁️

Secret santa☁️

Memorize You🥰❤️‍🩹

Pool “party”❤️‍🩹☁️

Black Card☁️

ICE☁️

Lyrics pt1❤️‍🩹

Letter pt2❤️‍🩹

Love pt3🥰

Sunset❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Made For? ❤️‍🩹☁️

Sunday Love pt1 ☁️

Sunday Love pt2☁️🥰

Daredevil

Matt Murdock

Morning madness🥰

Sinner🥰

Moon knight

Steven/Marc

Mirage❤️‍🩹

TOP SHOTS 🥰

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Hick

Eddie kreezer

Shots misfired

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Outsiders

Dallas Winston

Better you 🥰☁️

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Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Spencer x reader Drabble ☁️

Sad Drabble thought ❤️‍🩹

Standing tall☁️

Standing tall pt 2 🥰

Physical pain❤️‍🩹☁️

Hard on Top🥰

“I didn’t have any plans.” ☁️

Home for Chirstmas🥰

You Again🥰☁️

Stop❤️‍🩹

Burnt breakfast ☁️

One Night You🥰☁️

Aaron Hotchner

Wonderful Life☁️🥰

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Witcher

Geralt of rivia

A Flowers Petal🥰☁️

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Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove

Firework Confession ☁️

Attention🥰

Cadillacs🥰

Twilight

Jasper hale

Sleep sounds🥰

Thunder Storms🥰

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Hannibal

Idea spout❤️‍🩹

Final breath❤️‍🩹

Important Night🥰

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Polar

Duncan vizla

Drabble ☁️❤️‍🩹

Hug☁️

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psychwxrdd · 18 days

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#rafe cameron #tate langdon #donnie darko #roman godfrey #outer banks #obx #american horror story #ahs #murder house #hemlock grove #bill skarsgård #jake gyllenhaal

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authorred · 2 years

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Hell's Gate (Part 4) (Hemlock Grove) (Roman Godfrey x Fem!Reader)

Preface: With Roman and Peter gone from the house, you're currently the only one waiting for Olivia's return. When she eventually does, you don't mince words exchanged with her.

Warning(s): Cursing, description of bodily mutilations, implied death

Part 1 here Part 2 here Part 3 here Part 5 here

An hour after Roman and Peter skedaddled from the attic, you were left unaccompanied in the Godfrey mansion. Shelley had gone off to school earlier that day--unaware of her brother's miraculous recovery.

Pressing yourself into the rounded corner alcove of the room, you heard muffled footsteps coming up. No doubt it was Olivia coming to check in on Roman. The closer her footsteps came, the closer you nudged yourself to the room's doors. You saw her silhouette enter the room first before she, herself, did.

When she saw Roman was no longer in the bed, she quickly scurried to the closest table to lay down the food tray. "Roman?" She walked to the center of the room. "Roman!"

The doors to the attic slammed shut, and Olivia whirled around.

"Nice to see you, Olivia," you greeted from your place.

Her expression dropped, skin slowly losing color with each passing second. Though she tried to hide it, the tension in her neck and jaw told you this wasn't even on the list of things she expected. "Y/n . . ." she greeted breathlessly. "What a . . . surprise to see you here."

"I'm sure it is." You took a step forward, the lights within the attic slowly began to flicker. "Remember two weeks ago you sliced my stomach open, dug into my guts like a wild fucking animal, then cut off my limbs? Starting from each joint? My ankles and wrists, knees and elbows, shoulders and hips?" You came to stand chest-to-chest with her.

"You put me in pieces and left me in a ditch. All because I'm with Roman. A bit embarrassing, don't you think?"

"Yes, well." She swallowed and briefly averted her gaze before looking back at you. "It was worth a shot, I suppose."

"A shot that will cost you greatly."

Her expression grew severe. "You wouldn't dare kill me."

"Roman's birthday is soon," you replied. "I'm sure he and Shelley will be fine."

Shadows crept through the cracks of the floors, flooding the room in a billowing sea of darkness. Olivia nervously looked down at her feet, seeing her ankles already submerged. "And this is . . . some sort of liquid nitrogen?"

"Not quite. It doesn't like it when you misaddress It."

Olivia looks back up at you. "'It'?" she repeats slowly. "What is 'It'?"

"Wanna find out? Or fight it out?"

The shadows locked her ankles in place, disallowing her from moving. They crept up her legs slowly, and she could feel the oozing, disconcerting warmth leaking from them. Tendrils separated from the main entity, spindly, and spiraling up to her wrists to bind them in place.

Olivia's jaw tightened, hands clenching into stark-white fists. "You have no idea the weight of your actions," she said. "This will ruin generations to come."

Red began to leak from the center of your eyes, saturating your natural eye color into a bloody hue. "I'm sure it will," you replied. "That's a price I'm willing to pay if it means hanging you with your own intestines."

The tendrils of shadows then snapped around her neck, the suddenness of it causing her to jump and yell out, "They're in danger!"

You paused, not sure who or what she's talking about. "Who is?"

"Roman and Peter," she replied, strain now evident in her voice and expression. "The dogcatcher is going to kill Peter."

"'Dogcatcher'?" You repeated quietly.

"You've missed a lot since you were . . . away. Roman and Peter have been sneaking around trying to find the . . . Vargulf."

"Where are they?" You asked.

"I'll tell you, if you spare my life."

Your eyes narrowed. "I have a debt to pay It," you said slowly. "I've a better, more efficient way. Though, you may not like it."

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ HTCHNR's 1K DRABBLE EVENT!

TYSM FOR 1K FOLLOWERS!! you guys mean the world to me and ily all dearly 🩷🩷!

ˏˋ HOW DOES IT WORK.

send me an ask with a character, a drink and a snack and i'll write up a drabble using them! also give me a short idea of what direction you want the fic to go! (please only request 1 snack and 1 drink per ask!)

ˏˋ UPDATE!

all received requests are being worked on! and i hope to get everything out and done before halfway april!

ˏˋ CHARACTER LIST.

Thranduil — the hobbit.

Joe MacMillan — halt and catch fire.

Aragorn — lord of the rings.

ˏˋ DRINK LIST.

🧃 JUICE — a platonic relationship.

🫖 TEA — an established relationship.

🥛 MILK — heavy pining for each other.

☕️ COFFEE — non reciprocated feelings.

ˏˋ SNACK LIST.

🍰 CAKE — a soft comfort fic.

🍦 ICECREAM — a cute fluffy fic.

🍪 COOKIES — an angsty fic with comfort.

🍓 STRAWBERRIES — an angsty fic with no comfort.

ˏˋ WRITTEN FICS.

🥛+ 🍰 | SURPRISE PICNIC , roman godfrey.

🥛+ 🍰 | DAMN FANCY LADS , paladin danse.

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Request Masterlist

Hello! I would love to start accepting requests to get my creativity rolling again. Below will be list of characters that I am willing to write for and how you may submit a request. Also, if you are looking for a certain character that isn't on my list, then feel free to ask if I would write for them. I ask that you be patient with me as well as I am one person who is currently in college. I will do my best to get the requests out in a timely manner! Below are my personal pros and cons:

Pros(What I will write):

-Angst and fluff

-Some mature content ( with mature content please ask if I would be comfortable with writing it before assuming I'd write it.)

-Alternate Realities of canon universes

-character deaths

Cons(What I will NOT write)

-Non-con elements(Such as R*pe, Necrophilia, etc.)

-Incest(There will be an exception for House of The Dragon and Game of Thrones and that is it.)

-Pedophilia

How to Request:

-Submit a message through an ask or through my inbox, whichever you are comfortable with.

-Include what character you would like it to be for, and a brief description of the fic. I will do my best to write exactly what you're asking for, but please remember not everyone has the exact same brain waves.

-Also include if you would like it to include angst, fluff, mature, etc.

-If you would like the reader to be from a specific family or house, please include that.

Characters I will write for

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON:

- Rhaenyra Targaryen

- Daemon Targaryen

- Aemond Targaryen

- Helaena Targaryen

- Rhaenys II Targaryen

- Jacaerys Velaryon

- Laenor Velaryon (x Male!Reader)

- Laena Velaryon

GAME OF THRONES:

- Daenerys Targaryen

- Robb Stark

- Sansa Stark

- Bran Stark

- Jojeen Reed

- Theon Greyjoy

- Yara Greyjoy

- Oberyn Martell

The Sandman:

- Morpheus

- Desire

- Death

- The Corinthian

- Calliope

Marauders:

- James Potter

- Sirius Black

- Remus Lupin

- Lily Evans

- Marlene Mckinnon

- Regulus Black

Harry Potter:

- Fred Weasley

- George Weasley

- Bill Weasley

- Cedric Diggory

- Draco Malfoy

- Adrian Pucey

-Blaise Zabini

- Pansy Parkinson

The Hobbit/The Lord Of The Rings:

- Legolas

- Aragorn

- Thranduil

- Kili

- Fili

- Tauriel

ACOTAR:

- Azriel

- Cassian

- Rhysand

- Nesta

- Lucien

- Amren

Spider-man:

- Andrew Garfield's Spider-man

- Tobey Maguire's Spider-man

- Tom Holland's Spider-man

- Tasm! Gwen Stacy

- Harry Osborne

- Cindy Moon

MARVEL:

- Loki Laufeyson

- Bucky Barnes

- Sam Wilson

- Yelena

- Shuri

- Doctor Strange

-Druig

-Makkari

- ( quite a few more, feel free to ask)

Twilight

-Carlisle Cullen

-Jasper Hale

-Rosalie Hale

-Alice Cullen

-Paul Lahote

-Jared Cameron

-Garrett(Lee Pace)

Teen Wolf:

-Isaac Lahey

-Derek Hale

-Young Peter Hale

-Stiles Stilinski

The Last Kingdom:

-Sihtric

-Finan

-Osferth

DCU:

-Jason Todd

-Dick Grayson

-Damian Wayne( Platonic only)

-Smallville! Clark Kent

-Smallville! Lex Luthor

Stranger Things:

-Steve Harrington

-Robin Buckley

- I would be willing to write platonic/found family fics including the gang, such as Max, Lucas, etc. Nothing other than that as they are children.

Bill Skarsgård Characters:

-Roman Godfrey(Hemlock Grove)

- Marquis Vincent de Gramont(John Wick)

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