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Aida Ronan's Stranger Things Fics - Master List
🚢 Steddie
✨Newest ✨ 🕯️Blood, Sweat, Ambrosia || Explicit 🌶️ || 4431 Words When Eddie is reborn, he is reborn with hunger. How lucky it is for Steve Harrington that he gets to be prey. Also kind of a Christmas fic.
⚸ Blood and Water || Explicit 🌶️ || WIP Self-taught witch Edwina Wynn Munson just wants to graduate high school and get the hell out of Hawkins. A spell that promises new beginnings? Sign her up. Sacrificing blood and body to the goddess Dulcana, Eddie gets her new beginnings. But at what cost? As things turn deadly in Hawkins, Eddie realizes she's in over her head. She also realizes she's not the only witch in town. Together, she and Stevie Harrington have to figure out how to banish this hungry and possessive entity before it's too late. Featuring sex rituals, library-based pining, and gratuitously hot outfits.
Creature Feature - all my Monsterfucking
🧛‍♂️The Prettiest Boy in Hawkins, Indiana || Explicit 🌶️ || 19480 (for now?)
Six years after Vecna and Eddie's death, Steve is alone and managing a retail store at the new mall. El calls and tells him something is awake in Hawkins, and Steve vows to investigate. And then Something shows up in Steve's apartment and flashes sharp teeth. Featuring Vampire!Eddie, thousands upon thousands of words of saucy fangbanger kink, and what can only be described as two people who are absolutely fucked up about each other on a soul-deep level whether it's healthy or not.
👻(After)life || Explicit 🌶️ || 4812 words
When Steve wakes up from a nightmare screaming Eddie's name, he doesn't expect anything to answer. (Or Steve gets railed by Ghost Eddie, although there's actually a lot more to it than that because I've never successfully written pwp in my entire life.)
🖤In the Woods Somewhere || Explicit 🌶️ || 5526 Words Steve grew up hearing campfire stories about the Black Woods Monster. He just never expected it to be real (or for it to want to seduce him.)
🧛‍♂️Nothing Hurts (Like Your Mouth) || Explicit 🌶️ || 4125 Words It's the full moon and Steve's got an itch he needs to scratch. WereSteve/VampEddie mausoleum sex. Forbidden lust/love. Spice with feelings.
🐊Cassiopeia, Orion, Bootes || Explicit 🌶️ || 10780 Words
When Steve finds the flyer for Bayou Bobby's midnight swamp tours, he's excited to finally get the opportunity to do something interesting on his work trip to New Orleans. Until he finds out he's human bait for something that lives in the swamp. Something with claws and scales and eyes that glow red in the moonlight. (SwampMonster Eddie smut with a happy ending)
Canon-adjacent and/or fix-it fics
☎️Anywhere, Anytime || Mature || 10,853 Words
Eddie wakes from a nightmare and calls Steve. Featuring endless banter, telephone calls, ADHD Eddie, clothes sharing, a slow-ish burn, hurt/comfort, a little pining, a love confession, and a Steve Harrington bi awakening. Podfic available.
🦹‍♂️Orta Recens Quam Pura Nites (Newly Risen, How Brightly You Shine) || Mature || 22507 Words
Eddie Munson is dead, and death is apparently nothing but blackness and water to your ankles. Eddie Munson is dead, and Steve Harrington is listening to his music and wearing his clothes and wishing he'd been able to stop it. My take on the Kas!Eddie trope. With a Winter Soldiery twist. Podfic available.
💸It's Not a Big Deal || Mature || 11708 Words
Eddie loses everything in the "earthquake," all of it sucked into the Upside Down and locked up forever. Steve starts buying him stuff. Featuring Steve as an accidental sugar daddy, Uncle Wayne as the best parental figure in history, and Steve giving D&D a go. Podfic available.
👑I'd Burn the Castle for You || Teen and Up || 3621 Words
Eddie calls Steve "big boy" and "pretty boy," and Steve keeps asking him why. The answer: "You don't wanna know." Except Steve does. Steve does want to know. A tender and loving fic with a side of Dad Hopper (a thing that is very greatunironic's fault.) Podfic available. Fan art!
🎲Critical Hit || Explicit 🌶️ || 7102
Steve shows up to play D&D. Eddie decides he can stay. IF King Steve recognizes the real lord and master of Hellfire. Featuring ring kissing, nerd sex, Steve being transfixed by Eddie's guitar-player fingers, and good ol' fashioned filth (of course.)
🎵Cut and Changed and Rearranged || Teen and Up || 10856
The real reason Steve never really dates anymore is this: the nightmares and the secrets behind them. In the middle of the night, reeling from bad dreams, Steve properly starts listening to the mixtape Eddie made for him. Featuring hurt/comfort, angsty Steve, Steve getting the love he deserves, bed sharing, Eddie in crop tops, the bi experience, and did I mention Steve getting so much love? This fic is a love letter to Steve from Eddie and from me. Podfic available.
🎡Like a Record, Baby || Explicit 🌶️ || 1866 words Three months after the world doesn't end, a traveling fair hits downtown Hawkins. When Steve and Eddie get stuck at the top of the malfunctioning Ferris wheel, Eddie has an idea for how to pass the time. Steddie: public blow jobs edition. (Okay maybe I can write pwp after all.) Podfic available. 🎩Wiggle and Flourish || Mature || 2456 words Eddie says his bedroom is where the magic happens. Apparently he meant that literally. Comedy and fluff. No smut. 🫂Like I Always Do || Mature || 5578 Words Russian torture, the Mind Flayer, Hopper. Steve goes through hell, and all he wants when it's over is to be with someone who will soothe away the aches. Hurt/Comfort with established sexual relationship. (No smut.) Podfic available.
🌌Every Single Time || Teen & Up || 2573
Eddie and Steve haven't talked about it yet. What they are. What they want to be.
On Hawkins' Senior Bonfire Night, maybe they will.
That universe? Alternative
⌛Life or Something Like It || Explicit 🌶️ || 9286
Eddie can't afford to move to Hawkins, but he wants to live a little when he can, while he can. Have some fun and move on. That was the deal he made himself before he decided to visit.
Falling for Steve Harrington is, therefore, pretty damn inconvenient.
A Steddie AU inspired by San Junipero.
✨✨Bonus: My Steddie Recs Collection
🚢 Ronance
🚘Porcelain Like This || Explicit 🌶️ || 3444 Words Nancy Wheeler likes sex and wants sex, and she doesn’t really see why that’s a problem. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be desired, with wanting to feel good. And there’s certainly nothing wrong with wanting Robin Buckley. Featuring Nancy fucking Robin the backseat of her car. That’s it. That’s the fic.
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“Jalil was adorable in kwami buster & Alix's reaction to him being on tv was hilarious, I hope we can see them interact in the future”
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ao3feed-bakusquad · 3 years
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Girl's Night
Girl's Night by GrandNaClKing
Just after moving into the dorms, the girls of 1-A started girls night. Bakugou still has no idea why he was invited nor why he continues to participate long after they have graduated. But the dreaded question comes back around, "Pro-hero crushes?!" combined with hero news gossip and drunken karaoke, where is this story going?
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Uraraka Ochako, Yaoyorozu Momo, Hagakure Tooru, Asui Tsuyu, Midoriya Izuku, Sero Hanta, Jirou Kyouka
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou
Additional Tags: 14 Days of KRBK Kisses 2021, Day 8, Drunken Confessions, Drunken Shenanigans
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29412264
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Nothing Compares to You
by TrekBec82
A fortnight after the little-apocalypse-that-couldn't, Aziraphale visits Crowley's flat to see Little Eden, and confesses an old secret. Important conversations are had, with consequences that will change the nature of their relationship once more.
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 3 of Ineffable Husbands
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), God (Good Omens)
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Crowley's Plants (Good Omens), Wings, Post-Canon, Mutual Masturbation, BAMF Aziraphale (Good Omens)
source http://archiveofourown.org/works/20291239
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ao3feed-goodomens · 5 years
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Nothing Compares to You
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZdmSmg
by TrekBec82
A fortnight after the little-apocalypse-that-couldn't, Aziraphale visits Crowley's flat to see Little Eden, and confesses an old secret. Important conversations are had, with consequences that will change the nature of their relationship once more.
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 3 of Ineffable Husbands
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), God (Good Omens)
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Crowley's Plants (Good Omens), Wings, Post-Canon, Mutual Masturbation
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZdmSmg
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ifoundkylo · 7 years
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Loki’s New Nickname
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Warnings: Immense fluff, cutesie whipped cream and strawberries and chocolate syrup fights, tackling onto to the kitchen tiles, awkward choking on food, SMUT, fingering, hand jobs, oral, (female receiving) lovey dovey loki
A/N: The wonderful Delilah ( @papi-chulo-bucky ) helped me write some of the smut for this, i became bloody clueless. the (*)  in certain parts of Loki’s speech is a quote (linked)  I’ve used from a blog I found, (trust my you’ll like the sound of it)
Word count:  4812
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You were wondering around the tower, a book in hand and your reading glasses in the other. You had just finished a sparring session with Steve, showering and then putting on some lounging clothes; a baggy vest and some pyjama shorts with some fuzzy socks.
Times had changed with the Avengers; grudges were slowly dissipating, mutual dislike turned to civility and Thor and Loki had become loving brothers once more.
Loki was usually isolated in his own mind, he was a social vampire when it came to gatherings; you wouldn't get a word out of him unless you invited him into the conversation. He became a good man- it took him a while to earn the trust of the people around him and it took him a while to learn how to control his powers to use them for reasonable purposes.
Everyone was still skeptical about him, though, especially Clint. The whole mind control back in New York made the man uneasy and on guard constantly. Natasha had to keep distracting him whenever Loki joined everyone in the living area, for the man shot imaginary arrows in his general direction.
You had reached said living area and you heard howling laughter. You peaked around to see everyone laughing, apart from Loki.
"What's going on guys?" You questioned, placing your book on the stand next to where the god was sitting.
"We've given Loki a new nickname." Tony snorted. You rolled your eyes, knowing it wasn't going to end well.
"And what would this nickname be, exactly?" You arched your brow at them whilst crossing your arms across. The guys, especially Tony and Sam, kept doing shit like this and it annoyed you to no end. You wanted Loki to feel welcome here, and they were making that impossible for him.
"Horny." You heard Loki mutter softly. You turned and looked at him then, emerald eyes meeting your wide ones. "Because of my helmet...What does it even bloody mean?" You kept hearing snorts of laughter in front of you and sneered at the two 'grown ups', but you had to stop yourself from giggling.
"Y'know you're real funny, Tony, Sam, whoever made the nickname needs to grow up." You picked up your book and sat next to man on the leather couch. "Just ignore them, Loki, they're children in adult skin." You whispered softly.
"I still want to know what it means, though." He mumbled to himself, he shifted slightly and his arm brushed against yours, the coolness of his skin behind the thin material of his t-shirt making goosebumps rise upon your skin. "What are you reading, Y/N?"
"Oh, I'm reading The Rise and Fall of the Krays. Yeah, it's a true story about two really famous gangsters in East London back in the... 1950's? I think? Let me double check," You placed a finger between the pages so you didn't lose yours, and flipped the book to look at the blurb on the back. "Ah, the 50's AND the 60's. I was close." Loki gave you a small smile and returned to looking out of the window.
You sat in a comfortable silence for a while, the sound of soft breathing and distant conversations filling your ears, that is, until Tony piped up.
"We're all going out in 10 minutes, wanna join, Y/N? Or are you staying here with Horny?" The man chuckled.
You usually declined going out- the hustle and bustle of busy bodies and widely socializing making you rather uncomfortable. You scoffed at Tony's childish words.
"I'm keeping Loki company, so no thank you, manchild." You smiled sarcastically at Tony and then looked at Loki. You jumped ever so slightly when you noticed he was watching intently.
"You don't have to, dear. Go out and have some... Midgardian...fun..." He cringed at word 'fun'. Loki wasn't used to Earth, still, his idea of fun was pulling pranks and scaring the shit out of people.
"No, no, I'd like to stay here with you - don't give me that look, Loki -" You were cut off when you heard multiple farewells, returning them briefly. "I don't like crowds...or large parties that much."
"Ah, I see. I hope I don't bore you too much, petal." You blushed at the nickname he gave you. You and Loki had grown closer during his time at the tower; small talk turned into full blown conversations, boring nights turned into ones where you could bask in each others company for hours, no physical contact became small, innocent touches, but he was still very timid, though.
You shot up from your seat, heading towards the kitchen area, you felt the pang of hunger reside in your stomach, so you had to eat at least something to make it go away.
"Loki, would you like something to eat? I might make some waffles." You received a hum and a soft 'please' from him. You quietly turned to see him take a peek at your book and you smiled slightly.
You soon finished cooking, 4 waffles in total. You plucked needed confections out of the cupboards and fridge; chocolate syrup, whipped cream, strawberries.
Before you ushered Loki over, you connected your phone to the sound system and played some music. The place was silent, so you wanted to change that. You skipped through your music list, fist bumping the air as soon as you found ‘No Scrubs’ by TLC. It was one of your favourite as a young teen and you swayed to the beat whilst happily mumbling the lyrics.
“Loki, come get your waffles!” You hollered, the tall god swiftly made his way over the the kitchen, sitting at one of the stools by the island.
“I must admit, petal, I’ve never had these before.” You gasped at his confession, awestruck that he had never tasted the sweet food before.
“Oh, gosh, Loki. Here- try some of mine, I’ve got strawberries, chocolate and whipped cream. I promise, it’s really nice!” You urged, you took some on your fork and held it up to him. “Taste it.”
He timidly leaned forward and took the food from your fork, his teeth baring. As he chewed you saw his eyes roll back with a moan. You bit your lip as you saw his head roll back, exposing the fair skin of his slender neck.
“Lord, if I ever knew how good these tasted, I’d have them everyday. May I?” He gestured towards the confectionery on the table, you replied with a ‘of course’ before you dug into your own, you done good.
A soft tune came on, and you recognised it to be one of Hans Zimmer’s masterpieces. You always played his music whenever you and Loki basked in the late night silences, it relaxed him and helped him focus whilst he read, he told you.
“Could you please tell me the definition of ‘horny’ now, Y/N?” You choked on what you were halfway swallowing.
“U-um, yes, okay, er…” You stuttered, you really wanted to save Loki the embarrassment, but it felt like you were the one in said state.
“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Loki muttered, shoveling more waffle into his mouth.
“No- it’s just crude.” You grimaced. “It means a-aroused…” The clatter of Loki’s fork on his plate startled you out of your embarrassed dazed.
“Well, Stark is in for a thorough beating, dare I say. Not only is he humiliating me, but he’s insulting my helmet-” He stopped when he noticed you staring at him in shock, scared he would lash out and break any plates.
You noticed his amused gaze upon your face, he started to chuckle lightly.
“W-What? Loki, what’s so funny?” You laughed as you cocked an arched brow at him.
Seeing him so happy made your chest swell and a smile tug at your lips. Loki found it difficult to let loose, for he was almost on edge all the time, worrying that if he took his mind off of reality for just a second, something bad would happen.
Your eyes widened as you watched Loki swiped cream across your nose, you let out a shriek as you watched his hand dip into the little scoop of cream and swipe across your cheek, creating a giant line of the white substance.
“You...You’ve got a little something right here, Y/N,” Loki spoke, but this time, his voice was deep with seriousness. His eyebrows furrowed as his gaze focused on your mouth. You watched as his finger gently touched your lip, before smearing more of the cream over your mouth.
You gasped as you felt the cream on your face, but this time he wasn’t getting off the hook. With a sudden burst of confidence, you lunged forward and with all your might, tackled him to the ground. You both landed onto the kitchen tiles with a loud thud, knocking over the stools that were beside you in the process.
“Oof!” Loki wheezed, “Ooh, my head…” He winced, holding his large hand to his head.
“Oh! Loki I-I’m so sorry!” you cried before getting to your knees and placing your hands on his shoulders. You peered down, trying to catch a glimpse of the spot he was holding, but instead was met with his trademark smirk. One that everyone knew meant trouble would soon follow.
‘Uh oh’ you thought. You immediately sat up straight, trying to make sense of why he would be looking at you that way. Before you could think, you felt two strong arms wrap around your body and pull you back onto the floor. He pinned you down with a strong arm before wiping more of the cream from your jaw to your neck. You gasped at the coldness of his slender fingers mingled with the cream and you wriggled underneath him, though he was tall and lithe he was heavy against your smaller form.
Loki managed to wipe more cream on you, not allowing you to escape from his strong grasp. His arm slipped and he accidentally wiped some of the sweetness in the valley of your breasts, both of your breaths hitching.
Loki’s playful facade fell as soon as he caught a glimpse of the small opening of your vest, which gave a perfect -and might he add, amazing view of your breasts. His eyes focused on your body, taking in every single detail it had to offer. From your chest, to your hair, all the way down to your hips. Dare he admit it, but he was enchanted by you.
“Forgive me,” he spoke, his voice soft as his eyes met yours once again. “But you truly are...one mesmerizing creature, Y/N.”
You swore on every single star in the sky, you felt your heart swell with the sensation of longing. You slowly reached a small hand to move a stray piece of raven hair away from his face, your fingers lingering on his jaw a few moments longer than they should have.
Everything was a blur as you felt Loki’s cool lips against yours, the mingled taste of strawberries and cream lingering on the supple skin. You laced your fingers into his long hair and tugged him closer to you, pressing your lips harder upon his.
You were jerked back to reality when you felt him pull away.
“I- I’m sorry, Y/N, for being so bold.”
“Shut up and kiss me, Loki, I haven’t gotten sticky whipped cream and chocolate syrup over me for nothing.” You giggled, pulling him down once more. You moaned as you felt his cool tongue brush against your own, your hips unconsciously bucking to meet his in pure need. You squeaked when you felt cold fingers brush against your jaw, tilting your head to the side.
Loki’s lips left yours, placing feather light kisses against your skin in a pathway to your neck. As lips and tongue left a wet path in their wake as they lapped up the whipped cream left there, you whispered his name, the sound of your voice and the bucking of your hips against his made him groan.
“Do you have any idea how much I crave this? Crave you? The taste of you? The feel of you? (*) Oh, darling, I’ve had plenty of feelings for you since the beginning. So beautiful, so kind, compassionate. I hope my feelings are not unrequited.” Loki confessed, his mouth brushing the valley of your breasts ever so slightly, collecting the white sweetness with his tongue.
“L-Loki, I’ve had something inside me, yearning for you, for a while. I need you, please.”
With that, Loki stood up from the kitchen tiles, pulling you with him. Gently pushing you against the counter, his hands found your hips and hair, he couldn’t decide whether to bring you closer or push harder against your soft body.
You let out a small whimper as his hands slowly snaked their way down to your hips, his nails dragging along your flesh teasingly, making you suffer in the best way possible. Loki dipped his face until it was resting onto your shoulder and began pressing little kisses along your skin.
A small sigh escaped your lips as his kisses slowly began traveling to the flesh beneath your ear, his lips sucking just enough to get a reaction from you. His hands worked their way from your hips until they were resting on the waistband of your shorts, tugging them down slightly..
“So beautiful,” he whispered, his voice was deeper now, yet filled with a hint of sincerity.
You felt your pyjama shorts sliding down your thighs, before they pooled around your ankles with a small plop, leaving you only in your underwear and fuzzy socks. You hastily kicked thee shorts from around your feet and your socks, sending them flying to the side of the kitchen, before leaning back into Loki’s touch as a kitten does it’s owner.
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to do this, my love.” He confessed as he began undressing himself, slipping off the dark sweater from his body and revealing his incredibly toned torso. One that you found yourself growing extremely wet at the sight of. Loki was beautiful, despite his differences from his brother. To you, he was perfection.
“Please,” you whispered, feeling his erection pressing into your bum through his jeans. You felt his hands slowly making their way to your vest and one by one, began to unbutton each of the little buttons.
“Have patience, my love.” he smirked as he fumbled with the final button on your vest, pulling it back and letting the material slide off of your shoulders and onto the floor beneath you both, revealing the soft bra underneath, Loki dragged his slender fingers across the fine lacework, admiring the beauty of such an undergarment.
You could hear his breath hitch as his hands finally rested on your breasts, his slender fingers massaged each of them softly. He dragged his thumb across your nipples, before giving each of them an experimental flick over the thin material of your bra. You arched into his touch, your mouth forming an O.
“Oh my,” you breathed as a wave of pleasure coursed through your body.
He let out a breathy chuckle as he pulled away, earning a small whine from you. Loki quickly rid himself of his remaining clothes, tossing them to the floor without a single care in the world, leaving him in only his tight boxer briefs, his hardness apparent under the thin material.
“So eager, yet you listen to me so well, come, my love. Follow me to my room.”
Bending over slightly, you hastily picked up both of your scattered clothes, trying not to make your rendezvous obvious to those who came back this way. As you straightened, you gasped as Loki turned you around and bent down, throwing you over his broad shoulder, taking you back to his room.
“You cheeky bastard!” You squealed as you felt a light spank to your backside.
“Tsk, tsk. Such profanity from a pretty little mouth like yours, Y/N.” You both laughed at this, you let your arms dangle over his back and you dragged your blunt nails across his flesh only slightly, and you felt him gasp at the sensation. You got a lovely view of his behind and you smiled to yourself.
You felt Loki’s hands grip your thighs, gently digging his nails into your soft flesh. You arrived at the door then- because your felt your feet brush against the solid door. Loki turned the handle and walked in swiftly, setting you down on your feet. He twisted his body and locked the door, you watched as the muscles in his back rippled with his movements and were completely lost in him.
You were brought out of your trance when you felt Loki’s plump lips brush against yours and feather light fingertips brush against your waist. You let your mouth go slack against his, allowing his tongue to brush against yours again, mirroring the actions in the kitchen. You trailed your hands up his forearms, to his broad shoulders and all the way up to his hair, tugging slightly.
Loki let out a soft groan against your mouth, sending vibrations right down to your throbbing heat. He hunched and dragged his hands to the back of your thighs, not once breaking your ongoing kiss, and hoisted you up against him, pushing you gently against his bedroom wall. The coolness making you shriek, making Loki pull back to look into your dilated pupils.
“I’m a frostgiant, love, I don’t need my room to be warm, you should know that already…” He mumbled, placing butterfly kisses into your neck. His erection was pulsing against your heat and you ground yourself down onto him, both sighing at the tasteful friction of his hard cock against the damp heat of your panties.
He pulled you off the wall then, setting you down onto the soft mattress of his bed. He nestled himself between your soft thighs and kissed you fervently. You became nervous; you had done this before, but this was a whole different atmosphere, Loki was different to the rest of the men you had slept with. He was powerful, dominant, he was from another fucking realm for god’s sake.
Loki could feel you tense against him, “I sense your unease, but I’ll be gentle, my love, I promise, there’s no other way I would want this, with you right now…” His words were silk as he spoke and he connected your lips in a passionate kiss that made your arch your back, keening for more of him against you, you shifted your calf around his waist, pulling his hips closer to yours, eliciting a sharp groan from his chest as he felt your soaked panties grind against his clothed cock.
You rocked against each other like ocean waves, his hips shifting against yours, finding that much needed friction, “My sweet girl, so good for me, buck your hips, let me feel you against me.” The soft spoken words against your lips sent shivers down your spine, making you arch your back into him, your clothed core grinding against his once more.
Your lips broke apart, green eyes stared into Y/E/C and you felt his fingers tug at the waistband of your underwear asking for permission, and you granted him just that by swiftly nodding your head, bringing his face down to yours, kissing him deeply.
As Loki dragged your panties down your legs, your squirmed in excitement, the feeling of his cold fingers against your scorching skin making you wetter and wetter by the second. Kicking your panties off your ankles, you felt Loki set himself between your thighs once more.
“Do you want my fingers inside you, petal?”
“Mmm, Loki- please, I need you.” You soon felt to slender fingers part your wet folds, rubbing gently from your entrance to your clit, and you moaned loudly at his touch. He spread your slickness throughout your heat and slipped a single finger inside your sex, languidly probing at your g-spot.
“Such a good girl, Y/N,” Loki muttered, watching you as your face contorted in pleasure, your teeth digging into your bottom lip.  “So wet, darling, so wet, all for me?” You hummed and threw your head back against the soft pillow as he inserted another finger, curling and dragging them in, out, in, out.
“L-Loki, keep going and I’m going to-to cum.” You choked. At these words Loki quickened the pace of his fingers whilst his other hand came to to toy with your sensitive clit, bringing you closer to climax, but as soon as you neared the brink he removed both hands from you, making you whine.
“You’ll cum around my tongue first, petal.” His voice was low, gravelly, and it made you take a deep breath, your chest heaved in anticipation as he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your juices off of them whilst keeping his emerald eyes locked onto yours, the action was so erotic you couldn’t bare it.
He proceeded to kiss you then, the taste of yourself on his tongue as his hands reached behind you to rid you of your bra, flinging it across the room in haste. The cool air of his room made your nipples harden, making Loki take the chance to tweak and roll them between his fingers, making you take a sharp breath as you arched your back, yearning for more of his touch.
He shifted down the bed and used his large hands to part your thighs, his grip tight but gentle. He blew a soft puff of cold air on your heat and you jumped.
“You are a goddess, you deserve to be worshipped properly, pleasured like there is no more time in the world, let me give you this, Y/N.” You felt Loki’s tongue lick a thick stripe up your glistening folds. His tongue gently separated your lips, nudging the small sensitive nub that was your clit. You weaved your fingers through his thick, dark locks, tugging sharply.
You gasped, feeling the amazing sensation between your legs. You had your fair share of men please you throughout your life. You’ve had them try their hardest to touch you just right, eager to find what makes you tick. But none of them, no matter how hard they tried, could achieve what Loki was currently achieving at the moment. He made you crumble beneath his touch within seconds, and worshipped your body as if it were the last thing he would ever do on Midgard.
Your fingers weaved their way into his black locks again, gently tugging them as his lips connected with your clit gave a harsh suck. Your body, as if it had a mind of its own, arched off of the bed as he pleasured you, one of hands stayed gripping your hip as the other slithered its way up your abdomen, massaging each breast.
Loki pulled away suddenly and peered up at you, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices as he gave you a mischievous smirk. “Does that feel good, my love?”
“Hmm, yes, Loki-”
“That’s it, Y/N, say my name,” He intentionally groaned, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure straight through your clit and you tumbled down from the immense orgasm. You were a panting mess, writhing and yanking at his hair as you came down from your high.
“I-If that’s what your tongue can do I can’t imagine what your cock can-” Loki silenced you with his lips, the familiar taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. “No need for filthy words, Y/N” Loki muttered against the skin underneath your ear, he could feel hot precum leak from his painfully hard cock, it almost drove him insane.
You relaxed and draped your arms around his neck, basking in the temporary silence, the only sound being both your heavy breathing. You snaked your hands down towards his hips and you palmed him through the thin fabric of his briefs. A choked groan tumbled from his lips at the gentle feeling. You continued to rub your palm across the length of his erect cock through the thin fabric, making Loki buck his hips into your touch.
“You can take them off, love.” You hooked your thumbs into the thick waist band and slowly tugged them down, your small hand curved over his ass, squeezing slightly and giggling at his shocked reaction. Loki didn’t flinch when the cool air of his room brushed against his swollen length, and it didn’t surprise you; he was a frostgiant.
He kneeled and shifted his boxers down his legs because your arms couldn’t reach. His cock stood proud and tall against his pale abdomen, the pinkness of his head contrasting beautifully against the pale.
Loki hissed in pleasure as your warm hand wrapped around him, your fingers smearing the precum around his tip. You began jerking him slowly, squeezing him here and there.
You let him take over, and you spread your legs until you were completely exposed to Loki again. Your breaths came out in short little puffs as he hovered over you, his green eyes darkened with a lustful gaze. You felt your entire body humming with excitement as he reached between your bodies and grasped ahold of his cock and gently ran it along your glistening slit.
His eyes found yours once again, but this time, instead of the predatory, lustful gaze, it was filled with love and passion.
“My love, as much as I want you to take you now, have you any precaution?” Loki’s gaze was serious, and he was relieved when you murmured the words ‘I’m on contraception’.
With a languid thrust of his hips, Loki was sheathed completely inside of you. You took a moment and felt the fullness of him inside you.
Loki held one hand on your hip as the other caressed your jaw as he gazed at you.
“You are divine, my sweet girl, so beautiful. (*) I will take you. Slowly, softly. And then I will claim you. Swiftly, thoroughly. So much that you will cry out for more. Your gentle whispers of my name shall become ragged screams of exhilaration.” He claimed your lips with his he began to slowly thrust in and out of you, the lude sound of slickness along with the sound of heavy breathing engulfing your senses.
Your arms hooked under his and your nails dragged down his back, bucking your hips to meet his thrusts.
“Patience, remember what I said, Y/N.”
You became the opposite, you wanted him thrusting harder, deeper, faster, you needed him pounding into you. Your wishes came true as you felt Loki’s large cold hand inch your thigh above his slim hips. Loki began to quicken his pace, though he kept his grace and steadiness whilst sucking your lip into his mouth, his teeth nibbling at the soft flesh, bringing a groan to rise from your throat.
“Ah-aaahhh, Loki I-” You hissed through your teeth as you felt bottom out, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix, as he pulls out to push back in again, his head brushes against your g-spot. Loki anchors himself by threading his fingers into your hair and pulling- not too rough, and not gently either. His other hand ventures down towards your heat, his fingers begin to draw pressured circles around your bundle of nerves and you begin to writhe against him in pleasure.
“That’s it, my good girl, cum for me, yes, cum for me, Y/N.” You feel your walls clench around him as your orgasm approaches at his words, with a swift pinch to your clit with his cool fingers, you come undone around Loki’s cock, your muscles contracting against him, adding pressure to the thick vein on the underside, egging his own orgasm on.
“Ah, fuck, Y/N. You’re so good for me, petal, my goddess, let me see those beautiful eyes.” Loki’s face contorted with his orgasm, as yours did prior. You felt the hot, thick streams of cum fill you as he almost collapsed on top of you and it prolonged your own orgasm, making you scream his name.
As Loki pulled out of you, he peppered tender kisses over your shoulders and neck. He shifted to lean on his elbow to look at you in your naked glory, the sweat was apparent on both of your flesh, gleaming in the soft light emitted from the lamp next to your head. Loki stroked a single finger over the skin of your cheek.
“I don’t think I’ve loved anyone as much as I love you, Y/N. It’s such a foreign feeling.”
“It’s okay, I love you too, Loki,” You pulled on a strand of his hair playfully, a smile adorning your lips, “though, I think we should shower, my hair’s gone a bit sticky from the chocolate syrup…horny.”
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Sk8r Boi
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by bonniepride
Ezra, a.k.a. the skater boy of San Fransokyo High, has a major crush on class president Jai Kell. But when his confession of his feeling results in public humiliation, his best friend, Hiro, is there to help him pick up the pieces-and maybe, just maybe, open his eyes to something he'd been too blind to see before.
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars: Rebels, Big Hero 6 (2014), Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ezra Bridger, Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell, Zare Leonis
Relationships: Ezra Bridger/Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell/Zare Leonis, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Allura/Shiro (Voltron), Fred | Fredzilla/Tadashi Hamada
Additional Tags: Sk8r Boi AU, Yes THAT Sk8r Boi, Throwback feels y'all, Oblivious Ezra, Pining Hiro, All ends as it should, hezra
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Sk8r Boi
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2nLAaj4
by bonniepride
Ezra, a.k.a. the skater boy of San Fransokyo High, has a major crush on class president Jai Kell. But when his confession of his feeling results in public humiliation, his best friend, Hiro, is there to help him pick up the pieces-and maybe, just maybe, open his eyes to something he'd been too blind to see before.
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars: Rebels, Big Hero 6 (2014)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ezra Bridger, Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell, Zare Leonis
Relationships: Ezra Bridger/Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell/Zare Leonis
Additional Tags: Sk8r Boi AU, Yes THAT Sk8r Boi, Throwback feels y'all, Oblivious Ezra, Pining Hiro, All ends as it should, hezra
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I have been happy as hell for so long and I was doing great. But I just recently broke with a girl I wasn't super attached to for the best and now, I feel like it was my fault and relapsed after almost a year clean of self-harm. I'm a mess.
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The York rebellion has been given new life with Richard’s marriage to Cathy Gordon. Meanwhile Henry and Lizzie work to secure the throne through an arranged marriage with Spain. Here’s our recap of “English Blood on English Soil”.
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  “English Blood on English Soil” begins with the beheading of William Stanley, one of the traitors from the previous episode as well as Henry’s mother’s brother-in-law.
“Before I die, you are not a King and you are not fit to be one.”
He tells Henry that he’ll kill many men after him because there are many man who would line up and die for the true King, Richard.
He loses his head and Henry’s children are there watching. Their oldest turns away while their younger son, Harry (Henry VIII) looks on. “Arthur, you will never wear the crown if you cannot watch a traitor die.”
Henry leaves the viewing stand and Elizabeth looks shaken.
***
In the garden, Henry tells his concerns to Lizzie. If the man who won him the crown can turn against him, anyone can. He asks her if she’s loyal to him and she tells him of course she is.
Henry brings up the moment Elizabeth ruined Harry’s ennobling. He tells her that she couldn’t look at him then, and she can’t look at him now.
That’s when Lizzie confesses that Richard, her little brother, was actuall hidden away and a servant boy was sent to the Tower in his place.
“You have lied to me for years!”
Lizzie tells him the she wasn’t trying to hurt him, but protect him.
“When we first wed, I was full of malice. And my reasons for not telling you changed and I convinced myself I was shielding you.
“From what?
“Fear.”
She reiterates that the boy isn’t Richard, and Henry asks who he is because once he’s married to Cathy Gordon, he’ll come for Henry’s kingdom.
****
The scene shifts from England to Burgundy and Richard’s wedding.
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  The Duchess of Burgundy is speaking to Duchess Cecily about how a representative from every royal family in Europe is there, and Cecily points out that Spain isn’t there.
“They’re busy with their newfound world and wealth. They’re too busy to concern themselves with our small lives.”
Yeah, or they could be aligned with the Tudors since Catherine of Aragon might be wed to Arthur…
****
In London, and Henry is trying to speak to his mother, who is dressed in mourning clothes.
Henry tells her that he misses Jasper’s advice but it’s been three months…
Lady Margaret says she can’t bear it. Henry tells her he can’t lose her and his uncle.
“She feels Jasper’s death quite keenly.”
A letter arrives for Henry and tells him that the boy is actually the son of a dock worker. He can’t wait to write to King Richard of Scotland and tell him that he married off his cousin to “Sir Nobody from Nowhere.”
Lizzie looks extremely uncomfortable and Henry asks her what is wrong. Elizabeth has written to Lizzie, begging her to visit.
Over in Bermondsey Abbey, Lizzie is being helped to drink some water by Maggie.
Why Maggie? Because she’s a saint and too good for this world.
Elizabeth tells her that she’s good to come see her when her own daughters won’t. Maggie tells her that they were in London to see Teddy anyway. Elizabeth says that she’s seen her son, Richard, and that’s when Richard Poole steps in and says that they saw a pretender, not her son.
Before they leave, Elizabeth tells Maggie to get Lizzie to visit her.
****
Lizzie is with her sons during a lesson (you can hear them learning Spanish) when Maggie arrives. She tells Lizzie they haven’t had a chance to speak since she returned from Burgundy, and Lizzie is unusually cold towards her.
She asks her what they would speak of, traitors or the nightmares her son has now that he’s witnessed a man he cared about be beheaded. Lizzie tells Maggie that she knows she’s been to see Elizabeth again.
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  They’ve stopped trying to keep Elizabeth from writing, instead, they let the monks copy the letters for them before they send them off to Burgundy.
Maggie tells Lizzie that she read the latest letter from Burgundy. That everyone in Europe has accepted Richard and they all attended the wedding, except for Spain. Lizzie asks if she’s sure that Spain didn’t attend, and Maggie tells her it was in the letter.
Lizzie leaves Maggie there and doesn’t answer when she asks if she’ll visit her mother now.
****
Lizzie interrupts a counsel meeting and tells Henry they need to arrange for Arthur’s marriage to Catherine of Aragon.
The only person who thinks it’s too hasty is Lord Stanley who says that if Europe really backed the boy the wouldn’t have married him off to some third cousin of the poorest land in Christendom.
Still, Henry likes the idea of aligning with a powerful country like Spain and says that he and Lizzie will go, in person, to negotiate the arrangement.
****
Lady Margaret is still in the chapel and crying when the Cardinal arrives. She confesses that she has sinned, and the Cardinal tries to wave her off as being the most devote lady he knows.
She tries to confess to murder, but the Cardinal keeps cutting her off.
“Losing those we love can test our faith. A pilgrimage will help you find your way.”
He sends her away to go around to all the abbeys, quoting scripture that when she does, everything will be clean to her.
I want to know what this man knows on Lady Margaret because it’s obvious he knows something.
***
Henry’s preparing to leave for Spain and sees Arthur watching from the window.
Richard and Maggie come out and wish him safe journey because they’re returning to Wales. That’s when Henry tells Richard that he’s naming him Arthur’s tutor and guardian in his absence.
“I can think of no one better than a loyal Tudor solider who reminds me of my Uncle.”
I’m right there with Henry because Richard Poole is a good man who deserves everything in life.
Maggie tells him that they’ll take him with them to Wales, and Henry tells them that they’ll be staying in London. When Maggie brings up their son, who is still in Wales, Henry says that he’ll send someone to collect him and have him brought to London.
Maggie doesn’t look happy about this at all. She wanted a life away from London, but she’s being pulled back in more and more.
Richard asks if they’ll be taking care of Harry, too, and Henry tells them that he’s going with his mother on her pilgrimage.
**deepest sigh ever***
“Small mercies anyway, Harry’s a handful.”
Richard tries to look at the silver lining and tells her that she can visit Teddy more while they’re in London and they’ll be home soon.
***
Harry and Lady Margaret are on their pilgrimage and talking about her family. Harry asks if her father was a king and she tells him that he was a sinner. Harry then asks why he couldn’t go with his parents or stay with Arthur, and his grandmother lays it out for him.
“You are the second son. While your brother will be King, you may be Pope and answer only to the Lord, your God.”
Heaven help us all.
****
Henry and Lizzie kiss and flirt as they board a boat to Spain.
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  Then we go back to Burgundy.
The Duchess is walking Richard to his horse and tells him that since the Scottish king hasn’t given them his full support, he needs to throw on that York charm.
We see Cathy, who is pregnant, look on. The Duchess of Burgundy goes to Cathy and gives her some advice:
“Make him happy but no so happy that he forgets his cause.”
Richard tells his grandmother Cecily goodbye and she takes a long look at him before letting him go.
She tells the Duchess of Burgundy that the more she thinks about it, the more she doubts that Richard is really Richard. That his eyes were different as a boy.
Of course, the Duchess shrugs this off, saying that she’s confusing Richard and Edward.
This is just further putting doubt on the boys claim as Richard.
The Duchess of Burgundy tells her that they’re just worried about losing Richard, but he will destroy Henry Tudor.
Duchess Cecily tells her that her need for vengeance may kill another innocent boy.
***
In Spain, Henry and Lizzie are introduced to their son’s future bride.
It’s obvious that things are very different between England and Spain. Spain is bright and lively, and it’s seen in Henry and Lizzie’s faces when the introduction to Princess Catherine is done through a choreographed dance between the child and members of the court.
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  The introduction of Queen Isabella and King Fernando is no less of a show.
Henry attempts to broker a deal between the two nations, but Queen Isabella says they’ll speak in Spanish. Henry’s at a loss because he can’t speak it, and they begin to talk about how they can’t even keep their house in order and they want to marry their son to their daughter, the most prized possession in the marriage mart.
Well, Lizzie isn’t having any of that. She starts speaking Spanish, telling the King and Queen that she learned with her sons, so she’ll be able to speak with Princess Catherine. Henry has never looked so proud on this show before, and it filled my heart up.
Queen Isabella tells Lizzie that if she wants a marriage, she needs to get the Tudor house in order and kill the two York boys.
Richard and Teddy.
Lizzie tries to explain that the boy is an imposter, but the Queen tells her that he still has support and that will bring war.
“Why should we give our daughter to a throne that will be snatched from under her?”
“When there is only one heir to the English throne, then we will talk about marriage. Until that day, we don not sign. England is alone.”
The Queen tells Lizzie that she’s supposed to lie to Henry, and tell them that what she said was about the Pope. Henry believes her and says that after she writes the Pope, they’ll be approved for the marriage.
****
Lady Margaret is visiting abbeys and giving out money left and right and Harry watches her.
When he asks, why she gave him gold and what she bought, Lady Margaret tells hims:
“In giving, I find Grace. If you dedicate yourself to God, everything you do is for His will.”
The poor child asks how many more they’ll have to visit and she tells him as many as it takes to hear his voice…and now we know how Harry ended up the way he did.
****
In Bermondsey Abbey, Elizabeth is having a dream about soldiers marching home being lead by Richard.
In London, Richard Poole wakes up Maggie and tells her that the boy has crossed over into England with soldiers. She’s to get Arthur and they’ll take him to the Prince’s apartments in the Tower for protection.
Arthur asks if his father knows what’s happening, and Maggie tells him that he’ll be alerted as soon as his ship docks.
In the Tower, they see Teddy. He’s hunched over and has laid out half eaten apples. He asks them if they’ve sinned, too.
****
Lady Margaret is approached by a monk, who brings news of a Scottish invasion and Cornwall rising up.
She follows him to the abbey and she’s incensed by what’s happening.
In the monestary, she and Harry watch as people carrying pitchforks and other things march by. She thanks the monks for saving her and Harry and they tell her they wouldn’t be let into Heaven if they had let harm come to them.
In return for their kindness, Lady Margaret tells them that she will build a library at the monastery since they don’t have one.
“You are very kind, Your Grace. We are in your debt.”
“When they pass, we will return to London. The Lord does not smile on my pilgrimage.”
**WELP**
***
Henry and Lizzie arrive in London, and he asks Richard how many men the boy has.
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  They believe it is four thousand.
The Cardinal is telling Henry that not only does he need to worry about the Scottish and the boy, but the south of England is rising up due to a tax he imposed to support a future war with the Scottish.
So, he can’t pull solders from the south to help fight off the boy, and he must squash those rebellions. He divvies up the troops, tells Richard Poole to mark down the names of people who don’t ride for him because they’re against him, and when the Cardinal asks about Spain, he tells him.
“England has no allies.”
As they all leave, Lizzie asks Richard Poole where Arthur is and he tells her that he’s in the Tower for his safety and Harry is on his way back from the pilgrimage.
Henry is suiting up for battle and Lizzie helps him with his weapons.
“I have never gone to battle without Jasper.”
“He’s still with you Henry. His strength rides with you on the battlefield and so does mine.”
“I will return to you a victor.”
He’s able to see Harry before he leaves and Lady Margaret tries to speak to him, but he walks right past her.
***
During the battle, Elizabeth is casting spells for Richard.
The winds change and Henry looks out into the woods. They walk down a stream that fills with fog behind them.
They start to hear people, but they don’t find anyone.
In Bermondsey Abbey, Elizabeth drops her ring into the bowl and falls back in her chair, unable to complete the spell.
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***
Henry arrives back in London and tells Lizzie that the boy withdrew and didn’t stand against him.
Lizzie tells him that no one will ever believe his claim again because no York would ever run from battle.
In their rooms, we finally get the love scene between them that we’ve been waiting for. One that sees them caring for each other and happy. It’s everything to wipe away the only other scene we have of them together which basically amounted to rape.
As they lie there afterward, Henry says:
“I never thought we’d have this.”
“But we do and none shall take it from us.”
He’s holding her and she rolls toward him and they kiss.
Honestly, it’s everything I wanted it to be and more.
****
In Burgundy, the Duchess is having a fit that the boy ran away from battle after everything she’s done for him.
He left the battle for his son to be born.
The Scottish king is threatening to make peace with the Tudors because of their wasted money.
Despite this news, the Duchess of Burgundy seems at peace with how everything is progressing.
***
Henry tells everyone that the boy didn’t leave the battlefield because he was scared, he left because he was going to greet his newborn son.
The son strengthens his claim on the throne and others will now declare for him. Richard Poole says maybe he won’t come back, but Henry says:
“He’ll come. We do not know where or when, but he’ll come.”
Henry says they need Spain more than ever, and Lizzie knows the only way they’ll gain Spain.
***
Several scenes run together as Henry deals with the prospect of going to war with no support. Lizzie’s writing letters to the other nobles, asking them to support Henry’s cause as he rides to protect England. Lady Margaret is laid prostrate on the chapel floor, praying. Elizabeth is walking the grounds of Bermondsey Abbey and falls down.
***
Henry approaches Lizzie as she’s writing the letters to the noble families. She tells him there are over fifty families and they must all turn out for him.
Instead of addressing that, he caresses her shoulder and tells her:
“Your mother is dying. You must go to her. I regret that I did not see Jasper. He asked for me. Now I shall never know what he would have said to me. Go.”
He tells her he would have done exactly as the boy has done. He has gathered the Cornish that hate Henry to fight against him and he must ride south now.
****
Lizzie goes to see her mother as she lays dying.
“I waited for you.”
“I’m here.”
“What we have lived through together.”
Elizabeth tells her that she’s dying, and she begs that Lizzie be there for her brother. Elizabeth tells her that she hasn’t been fair to her and Lizzie tells her that she loves her and it’s okay.
Once again, Elizabeth asks Lizzie to take care of Richard and make sure he’s not in danger. She takes off her witchcraft ring and gives it to Lizzie.
Elizabeth dies shortly after it’s taken off.
****
In the York camp, Richard is praying and Cathy comes up behind him. He tells her to go and seek sanctuary and when he’s done, he’ll come for them.
In the Tudor camp, Lizzie shows up and tells Henry that her mother died and asks why the nobles aren’t there.
They blame Henry for the sweating sickness or they feel since Spain isn’t with them that they’re weak.
“The boy has the whole Kingdom and my own men flocking to his side.”
“No! They are traitors. They will not do this.”
Lizzie rides to stop them and she asks if they know him.
“England is invaded by a pretender and the Scots. Since when have Englishmen feared gales and Celts and run from battle with their tales tucked between their legs?”
“They say he is the true king. Richard of York.”
“If he were Richard, he would be my brother and I would tell you so myself, but he is here to kill your King and rob England of what was never his. If your fear God, then you will honor your true king, Henry Tudor. And if you will not do it for your king then do it for me. The daughter of Edward IV and Elizabeth Woodville, who has just passed from this life into God’s hands.”
And just like that, Elizabeth brings back the nobles and Henry’s chances of winning.
“When this battle is over, you will live in peace with your families, knowing you have done your duty to your King, your God, and your Queen.”
In the tent, Henry asks how he can repay her and she tells him to come back to her. She almost tells him that she loves him, and he tells her to tell him afterward.
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****
During the battle, Henry comes face-to-face with Richard, but just like that, he disappears.
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***
At court, Henry sits beside Lizzie and they watch their children play in front of them. Lizzie tells him that he won and the boy withdrew.
Lord Stanley receives a letter, saying that the boy has claimed sanctuary in an abbey that sheltered her. Lady Margaret takes this a sign that her pilgrimage was okay’ed by God and says she’ll go and get the boy.
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  She casually drops that the monk can look up God’s work in their library…
The boy is brought out to face Lady Margaret, and she asks if he has anything else to wear. He ends up changing clothes with a guard.
Cathy watches from an upstairs window.
***
The children are playing cards with Lizzie and Henry when Lord Stanely comes into the room, telling them that Lady Margaret has the boy.
Henry and Lizzie share a look, and it’s like Lizzie is afraid of what she’ll see when he arrives.
***
Next week on The White Princess, the boy causes problems in Henry and Lizzie’s marriage. Will this pretender make Henry doubt things even more between them?
Here’s a look into next week’s episode, “Two Kings”.
A pretender to the throne is held captive at court, confounding the Tudors, and creating a new rift in Lizzie and King Henry’s marriage. Lizzie faces an impossible choice, and makes a risky move to try to eliminate the threat to her family.
  The White Princess airs on Sundays at 8/7c on Starz! Be sure to live tweet with us @WeSoNerdy!
  RECAP: ‘The White Princess’ Season One, Episode Six “English Blood on English Soil” The York rebellion has been given new life with Richard's marriage to Cathy Gordon. Meanwhile Henry and Lizzie work to secure the throne through an arranged marriage with Spain.
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Sk8r Boi
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by bonniepride
Ezra, a.k.a. the skater boy of San Fransokyo High, has a major crush on class president Jai Kell. But when his confession of his feeling results in public humiliation, his best friend, Hiro, is there to help him pick up the pieces-and maybe, just maybe, open his eyes to something he'd been too blind to see before.
Words: 4812, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars: Rebels, Big Hero 6 (2014), Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Ezra Bridger, Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell, Zare Leonis
Relationships: Ezra Bridger/Hiro Hamada, Jai Kell/Zare Leonis, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Allura/Shiro (Voltron), Fred | Fredzilla/Tadashi Hamada
Additional Tags: Sk8r Boi AU, Yes THAT Sk8r Boi, Throwback feels y'all, Oblivious Ezra, Pining Hiro, All ends as it should, hezra, minor shallura, Minor Klance, Minor Hunk/Shay, minor fredashi - Freeform
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