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svthub · 9 months

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welcome to the disco! choose your partner for a whirl around the dance floor to the grooviest tracks today. get funky as you boogie the night away.

This collab will contain a combination of SFW and NSFW works. See each individual fic for tags and warnings.

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dancing queen ~*~ @duhnova

[NSFW] smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst ~*~ disco club owner!choi seungcheol x performer!reader (fem)

the stage is where you felt the most comfortable, letting go and singing for everyone that would sit and listen. but it was hard making a living in america, every corner you turned there was trouble waiting for you because you were too comfortable with your sexuality for the public’s liking. so when you stepped off the ship that took you to your new life in paris, you were surprised to collide with a disco club owner who was in a similar boat as you.

every summertime ~*~ @lovelyhan

[NSFW] smut ~*~ jeonghan x reader

you're not really interested in the run-down record shop back in your hometown. but people aren't oblivious to the way you keep trying to get into the owner's pants—not even the owner himself.

curse the stars ~*~ @shuadotcom

[NSFW] smut, fluff, strangers to lovers au, 70s au~*~ salesman!joshua x starlet afab!reader

meeting someone at the disco to take home for the night is customary for you, especially in your line of work. but meeting this man on this night at this disco feels more like fate as joshua becomes much more than just your routine one night stand.

do re mi ~*~ @onlymingyus

[NSFW] fluff, smut~*~ junhui x wife!reader

synopsis: you were from different worlds. he was responsible, frugal, and sensible. you were a child of the times, a free spirit. the house had problems and it was small, but at the end of the day it was home…you were home.

with the band ~*~ @the-boy-meets-evil

[NSFW] band!au, smut, angst ~*~ drummer!soonyoung x journalist!reader (afab)

you’re fresh out of college with big dreams about changing the world with your words on a page. the last thing you expect is to end up covering a tour and you certainly don’t expect to fight falling for the drummer. what happens on tour, stays on tour, right?

rogue ~*~ @smileysuh

[NSFW] strangers to lovers, slow burn, smut ~*~ wonwoo x afab reader

“lay back,” he instructs next. “I’m going to take your panties off.” your heart races in your chest as you realize what he’s about to do, and you fall onto your elbows on the hood of his car, breathing heavily as wonwoo leans down and begins to press kisses up your bare legs. his fingers hook in your panties, and he drags them down, exposing your hot core to the cool evening air. You can’t help the gasp that leaves you, and as wonwoo positions your thighs over his broad shoulders, you think you might actually faint from the tension.

all about that bass ~*~ @angelwoozi

[NSFW] fluff, smut, band!au, neighbour au ~*~ bassist!jihoon x reader (afab)

the first time you meet your neighbour, it's when he is rolling up to his driveway for the first time, the cheapest skates with him. after that, you always try to get a peek of him when you hear his door slam, because oh my my he is so cute. little did you know that your cute neighbour can also work a crowd like he owns it, all with his bass and his presence.

manhattan sunrise ~*~ @seokgyuu

[NSFW] detective!au, criminal minds! au, crime, exes to lovers, angst, smut ~*~ detective!seokmin x fbiagent!reader

lee seokmin is a very successful and admired detective in the NYPD. pp until now he has had no trouble catching the bad guys. but when an especially horrific serial killer starts roaming the streets of new york city and he faces perplexity for the first time in his career - his superiors send a unit from the FBI trained to profile serial killers, which contains none other than you - seokmin’s high school sweetheart.

tight laced ~*~ @drunk-on-dk

[NSFW] fluff, smut, roller rink au ~*~ shop clerk!mingyu x afab!reader

it was kim mingyu who sold you your first pair of roller skates. regardless of the fact you were born with two left feet, a tired student, and were running low on funds, the charming clerk somehow convinced you it would be worth every penny. maybe it would be worth it to join your friends for midnight skates rather than being cooped up studying on weekends. however, the main selling point? skating lessons were included

darling i’m a nightmare dressed like a daydream • @dkakapizzaboy

[NSFW] crime, mystery, suggestive ~*~ conman! minghao x fem! reader

minghao has had a pretty easy life…partly due to his sharp looks, but mostly due to his even sharper mind. his day job, you ask? oh, just your average little joe conning wealthy women out of thousands of dollars …until he meets you.

aretha franklin and otis redding ~*~ @wonwussy

[SFW] angst, fluff ~*~ seungkwan

your brother had been labeled mia soon after he left for the war. three years later, the war has ended, and you know he's not coming home. maybe this stranger can help you find a little peace.

remember when ~*~ @multi-kpop-fanfics

[NSFW] fluff, comedy, angst, suggestive, childhood friends to lovers to exes to friends ~*~ vernon x fem!reader

growing up in the suburbs of athens during the seventies was turbulent to say the least - but is it turbulent enough to break the backyard trio friendship? only time could tell.

mood rings, drive thru theaters, and the latest issue of tiger beat ~*~ @bitchlessdino

[NSFW] angst, smut, fluff ~*~ lee chan x college student!reader (afab)

when you fall in love, it can feel like you’ll be with that person forever, that there isn’t another being in the world you rather be with. This case is just as heavy in your youth, tutoring a boy you’ve only ever walked circles around, while you wear a mood ring from his parents souvenir shop so you could feel closer to him. When it happens, you don’t expect things to crash harder than the way they do.

#svthub #svthub.collab #70s;teen #svthub: masterlist

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Blood Rush (1) - First Meeting

Summary: You are no one to mess with. And you hate vampires.

Pairing: Eric Northman x FBIAgent!Reader

Warnings: language, the reader hate vampires, talk about crimes/criminals, cocky Eric, a hint of breaking and entering, a hint of fluff, tension, enemies to lovers trope, Eric tries to get what he wants

A/N: Here we go with a mini-series about my fav vampire.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Part 1/?

“Why do you want me to spend the first night in town at a vampire bar? I’m not some fangbanger, Sookie. You asked me to fly here only for you to drag me into a bar,” you roll your eyes at the name of the bar. “Fangtasia, seriously? That’s the worst name for a bar ever.”

“Y/N, please. I need to talk to the owner. Don’t mess with him. If he wants to, he can ban Bill. I don’t want to lose him,” Sookie pleads.

“I can’t believe you wasted your virginity on some sucker,” you’re still shocked about Sookie’s recent revelations. Not only did she let Bill Compton fuck her, but she’s also his girlfriend and it makes you want to puke all over her sundress.

“I love him,” you shrug as she ushers you inside the bar. “Please, help me here. Bill is gone for almost a week. He left town by Eric’s order. I need to know if he’s safe.”

“His order? What is he? Some fucking major among the vampires?”

“He’s a vampire sheriff, okay. He has the saying when it comes to vampires, and anything involving them in this place,” your friend tries to explain. “I’m worried about Bill.”

“Fine, whatever,” you reluctantly walk into the bar, hating there are girls all over some suckers. You turn your head as one of the girls starts to grind into one of the bastard’s crotches. “I hate it here already. You better hurry up.”

“Y/N, I need you to stay at the bar, have a drink, and watch my back. Call for help if something goes awry.”

“Seriously? You walk into a bar owned by a fucking vampire sheriff wearing nothing but a sundress. You don’t even have a stake and want me to what? Come to your aid?”

“You’re a cop,” Sookie interjects. “You help people, right?”

“Not even close,” sighing deeply you look at the bartender who grits her teeth, “I’m an FBI agent, Sookie. My job description doesn’t include killing vampires. Even though, I’d like to get rid of these…monsters.”

“They are not all monsters,” biting your tongue you hold back all the things you want to tell your friend about vampires. “Bill is a good man. He didn’t ask to be turned.”

“I just...” you rub your forehead. “Okay, let’s get this over with. I got my gun with me, but this will only slow him down. I got like 30 shots. It won’t stop them all but cause a lot of chaos.”

“You want to shoot them?” Sookie whispers. “Y/N, you can’t just shoot them. They are vampires…”

“If they attack you or me, I got the right to shoot them,” you shrug. “You dragged me into this shit, Sookie. I’m not going to let one of those fuckers bite me, babe. I’m not against kinky sex but this doesn’t include getting bitten or sucked dry.”

“It can be very…arousing and intimate,” this time you scrunch up your nose. You don’t want to hear any details about Sookie’s sex life with her vampire lover.

“Sook, that is enough. I don’t need to hear any details about your sex life, or things involving your boyfriend’s teeth,” you warn. “Go to that douche and ask him about your Bill. I’ll be waiting for you at the bar and have some water.”

“Water?” she asks, quirking a brow. “This is a bar.”

“A bar owned by, and filled with vampires. I won’t drink alcohol while some suckers want to have a taste of more than my pussy,” your friend makes a face as you lazily lean against the bar counter to check the bar out.

A habit since you got to know about vampires and the things lurking in the dark. As if serial killers, rapists, and all the other scum you hunt down are not enough.

“Just wait here,” she makes her way through the masses, to meet up with Eric. You watch him turn his head to eye Sookie up and down. He smirks, as she says something you can’t hear. The vampire dips his head, eyes drifting toward you at the bar counter.

“Do you want something…stronger?” the bartender tries to get your attention. “You know, if you are interested in getting to know one of us better—”

“Not interested,” you grit out. It takes anything in you to not break one of the chairs and ram a stake in as many chests as possible. What you would give to just give in to the urge to lose control.

“All of the girls coming here want the full vampire experience,” she places a drink next to your water, snickering as you shove it aside. It will remain untouched, just like the water you ordered.

“Well, I’m not. If you would just take care of the other guests. My friend will be back in a minute, and I’ll be gone.”

“Your loss,” she shrugs. “I would’ve shown you a good time, darling.”

“Right,” you sarcastically say. “Sorry, I’m not into getting sucked dry in a dingy bar. Find some fangbanger.”

Your eyes are trained on the blonde vampire talking to your friend. He nods, now and then, all the while his face remains stoic. It seems he’s rather bored as his eyes drift toward you.

Sookie suddenly turns on her heels to storm toward you. She chokes on her tears as she calls your name. “We should go. He can’t help us.”

“He can’t or doesn’t want to help you?” you ask, wiping her tears off her cheeks. “Sookie?”

“Eric acted as if he doesn’t know anything,” she sniffles. “He laughed as I told him that I’m worried about Bill. We should head back and try—”

“Sookie, take the keys. Go to my car, lock the doors, and wait for me,” you hand Sookie your keys and phone. “If I’m not back in ten minutes, you’ll call my partner.” You show her your partner’s number. “Tell him vampires got me.”

“Y/N, what are you doing?” she panics a little as you waltz toward Eric. Sookie swallows thickly. She glances at the phone and keys in her hands. “I’ll be waiting outside then.”

“You will tell me everything you know about Bill Compton’s whereabouts or else I’ll,” it looks like everyone turns their heads toward you as you yell at the blonde vampire.

“Or else you will what,” you don’t even flinch when Eric Northman, jumps off his chair. He wraps his hand around your throat, huffing as your heart doesn’t beat as fast as expected. “Tell me, little blood bag.”

“Sir, I must ask you to take your hand off me, or else I’ll arrest you. I’m a special agent Y/N Y/L/N,” his features darken, and he dips his head as you purse your lips. “Ms. Sookie Steakhouse told me her boyfriend Mr. Bill Compton disappeared a week ago. Do you know anything about his disappearance?”

“A cop, huh?”

“FBI agent,” you hold his gaze as he slowly retreats his hand. “You are on this world for long enough to know the difference, aren’t you?”

“That I am,” he seems to be amused when you get your badge out. “I lived a thousand years. So far, no one ever disrespected me the way you did.”

“Oh, I feel special out of a sudden,” the vampire furrows his brows at your reply. “What? Did you believe I’ll cower in front of some vampire? I faced worse than you.”

“Worse than me. That so,” he questions as his hand moves over your right arm. “Who made you so fearless, little human. You know, I can smell fear on people. You are different.” Eric sniffs at your neck. “No trace of fear...”

“Interesting,” you yawn. “Can we go back to Bill Compton? Do you know what happened to him? Yes or no, Sir.”

“Eric, princess,” Eric steps closer to look you up and down. “Bill is out of town for business. He will return in two or three days. He’s fine. I’ll tell him his girlfriend is worried. Bill will call her tonight, promised.”

“Business,” you don’t believe a single word leaving his lips but will not infuriate the tall vampire even more. You’re cocky and self-confident, not suicidal. ”Sir, thank you for the information. I’m sure Sookie will be pleased to hear the man she loves is safe and sound.”

“The man she loves, huh?” damn him. The bastard dares to lean close enough to brush his nose over your cheek. “Young love. So sweet, yet so doomed to fade away.”

“I’ll leave you to your,” you look around the bar, huffing, “establishment now. Have a nice night.”

You squeak as he grabs your left wrist to kiss the back of your hand. Lips lingering a little too long for your liking. “I hope to see you again soon, princess.”

“Yeah, no. I’ll be gone by the end of the week,” turning to leave, you glance at the vampire. “I hope Bill comes home safely. I would hate to see my best friend sad.”

“He’ll be back in a few days, Y/N,” he watches you leave, smiling darkly. “And we will see each other soon, princess. I’d like to taste more than your blood…”

“Bill,” you’d like to retch when Sookie jumps at Bill. She squeaks and cries and kisses the vampire all over. “Oh, my friend is here. That’s Y/N, she’s an FBI agent.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N. I heard so much about you,” his features darken for a moment, and you assume his sudden return has something to do with your conversation with Eric Northman. “How about you come to my place tonight, Sookie?"

“I’ll take my leave for tonight. Have fun,” you squeeze Sookie’s shoulder. “Just be careful. Sometimes the ones you love are not the person you believe they are.”

“Sheriff,” you check on the information you gathered over the last few days. “Bar owner. Blonde bastard. What are you up to? Why sending Bill back right after I talked to you?”

“I wanted to do you a favor,” whipping your head toward the open balcony door you huff. “It made you happy, didn’t it?” Eric waltzes into your hotel room.

“I thought you cannot enter a place without an invitation,” aware of the danger you are in, you take a step back. “How did you get in here?”

“A hotel room is a public place,” Eric shrugs. “No invitation needed, princess. If this place was your apartment or house...”

“I get it. What about my car? Can you enter it without an invitation?”

“We cannot enter any place you call your home. A place you own. If you don’t own it, well,” he chuckles darkly, “I can easily come inside and do whatever I want to do.”

“Like what?” you try to remember where you put the stake you made last night. There are too many vampires in this town to not take precautions, though. “Kill me? Suck me dry?”

“Kiss you,” he moves in a split-second. You find yourself in his arms, his lips on yours. “Yeah, definitely kiss you, princess.”

“What the fuck?” you push against his shoulders. “This is my home for now. Get out! You’re not invited.”

“Hmm…as long as you do not own the room, I can do whatever I want to do,” Eric concludes. “Why not be a little nicer to me? I know you like me.”

“I don’t even know you,” he kisses your temple, humming as you weakly shove against his chest. “Get out!”

“I’ll be back soon, Y/N. Have a good night, princess…” Eric is gone before you can react. “What the fuck! I-I need to buy or rent something…ownership, huh? Wait for it, Northman. I’ll bring you down…”

>> Part 2

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#Blood Rush #eric northman #eric northman x reader #eric northman imagine #Eric Northman x F!Reader #eric northman x y/n #true blood fanfiction #true blood

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daddyiluvhim · 11 months

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Since this is unfiltered, can you guys please tell us who this alleged gf Anthony has?

i mean i could but where’s the fun in that. also it’s not difficult to find. we aren’t fbiagents we just have instagram.

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astomi · 6 months

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i hate being neurotic online that stupid 2016 meme about everyones assigned fbiagent who watches their internet activity imprinted on my basal ganglia and i cant look anything up or do anything withkut being completely certain someone is watching my every mouse click and analyzing my patterns to discern my inner most thoughts FUCK !!!!!!!!!

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dijonisia · 1 year

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#bible #christianity #religion #faithbased #faithoverfear #endtimes

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santosfashionsims · 3 years

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Tanisha x Cole

@pandamoniumsimss

#Showroom #sims3 #ts3 #s3 #tanisha #cole #tanisha x cole #couple #bed #cuddles #couplegoals #bartender #fbiagent #roleplay

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kuroi-meijin · 2 years

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The Amazing Silver Bullet | The Great Scarlet Bullet : AKAI SHUICHI [FBI Agent]

Creator : GOSHO AYOAMA

Photo : TMS Entertainement

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theaestheticdiary · 3 years

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Games | A Spencer Reid Story - i. Entropy- First encounter (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1061067794-games-a-spencer-reid-story-i-entropy-first?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=TheAestheticDiary&wp_originator=TJQx13YpWwmWUr2%2ByH2ZXCnsMAURuWQF8o7vLHD0XaPruSVNCuvEAvn0qk5kVbnbluQx0nre5r9r%2FHiQDlTtHwowko6oQGro8kBk5FRAd%2B0r0fP2X9ZPyfJBJ%2BmnHY0L "Thanks for playing sweetie," Cat called out after her. Dr Spencer Reid had finally baited Cat Adams out into the open. But as events unfold at his undercover operation things get out of control when Cat involves Y/n in her games. Based on Criminal Minds Season 11 Episode 11 - Entropy. BUT with a twist of an added character, You the reader.

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getwellsoon14 · 3 years

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Secret Life (Stiles fanfic) - Kiss Me (on Wattpad) Stiles fanfic

Chapter 7

https://www.wattpad.com/1069870419-secret-life-stiles-fanfic-kiss-me?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=getwellsoon14&wp_originator=wWaygxAMVQoAmcK8qF5O99Qd0nn%2FO9ntI%2FVWwKB2HYo1ZJpIkyHKExjIJCcaUrfseJXNh%2FKGtlIIkaDX5rcVK5SO8a1SnGkebc%2FxXk4U8diETNidJq%2BGO%2BcD6CUrsX6a

Drue Lahey moves back to Beacon Hills looking for her older brother, Isaac. When she bumps into Stiles and Scott at a party before school starts, the boys become interested with Drue. But Drue is nothing like what they expected; a whole secret life leads to greater consequences for Drue and her new friends. *Between seasons 3A and 3B Stiles Fanfic

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dailytech-info · 3 years

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🤣🤣 . 🌐www.techyrick.com . . #edgarmartins #fbiagent #edgarcooper #edgarueda #fbise #edgardoosorio #edgarscandurra #edgaralanpoe #fbijatim #fbitullinge #edgartown #edgarallenpoe #fbilive #fbimemes #edgar #fbimeme #edgardegas #fbi大山 #fbiopenup #fbiswat #fbicbs #edgarnegret #fbihrt #edgarobare #fbı #edgarguanipaart #fbibaitsofficial #edgarallanguzman #fbicikarang #fbimemes https://www.instagram.com/p/CQVNDCPBsLW/?utm_medium=tumblr

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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Blood Rush (2) – Nightly activities

Summary: You are no one to mess with. And you hate vampires.

Pairing: Eric Northman x FBIAgent!Reader

Warnings: language, the reader hate vampires, talk about crimes/criminals, cocky Eric, tension, enemies to lovers trope, implied torture, implied character’s death, mentions of past attempted murder/violence against the reader

A/N: Here we go with a mini-series about my fav vampire.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Part 2/?

<< Part 1

“Come on, do something illegal already,” you whisper to yourself. Your newest hobby is to watch Eric Northman stroll through town to do...well nothing. You had hoped the blood sucker would commit a crime getting him arrested.

No such luck.

“How about you have a taste of that girl, huh?” while Eric talks to some girl, you press the stake you made to your chest, waiting for your chance. “She looks ready to get eaten. Just try to attack her and I can—”

He’s suddenly gone. Seconds ago, he was talking to the girl, and now he just disappeared.

“Evening, princess,” he chuckles behind you. You must look like a lunatic to him. Hiding behind a bush, a stake pressed to your chest you cower in the dirt to watch people. “A wonderful night, isn’t it?”

“What do you want, sucker?” you act as if you didn’t stalk him for the better of a month. “I’m working here.”

“I can see that,” amusement evident in his voice Eric crouches down next to you to watch the girl he was talking to from afar. “What did the poor girl do?”

“That’s none of your business,” you reply. He doesn’t need to know that you were watching him all this time. “Now get out of my sight before I arrest you.”

“What for, princess?” he turns his head to look at you. “I do the same you do. I hide behind the bush. Minus the poorly carved stake in your hands.”

“Get lost.”

“Did you make that one only for me?” Eric coos in your ear. “I’m flattered, princess. I just don’t know if you are strong enough to ram it into my chest.”

“Don’t tempt me to do it right now,” you whip your head toward him to glare at Eric. “Just leave me alone, sucker.”

“How about you come back to my bar, and you can sit on a comfortable chair while watching me? It would be so much nicer than hiding behind a bush,” he runs his index finger along your neck. “You can have a drink and relax.”

“Your hypnosis crap won’t work on me, sucker,” that picked his interest. He furrows his brows as you slowly get up. You stretch your body, groaning as your back hurts and your shoulders are sore. “I told you; I faced worse than you and your little friends.”

“Who hurt you?” His hand moves over your back, feeling the scar you are wearing since your encounter with a real monster. “Who did this to you, princess?”

“Not a prince,” you push against his chest to get him off you, “that’s for sure.”

You brush past Eric to get to your car. Tonight, you won’t find anything to get him arrested. He caught you red-handed and won’t take a wrong step knowing you are around.

“How about you tell me the name of the bastard giving you that scar?” he follows you toward your car, with long steps. “Princess, I want a name.”

You unlock your car, gripping the door handle. You could just drive away but you let go of the door handle to twirl around and glare at Eric. “The man giving me the scar was someone like you. A man not taking no for an answer.”

Eric gasps. He watches you get inside your car and drive away. “I’m not like that…”

It takes Eric three days, and a few favors to finally find out about the man hurting you so many years ago.

“What do we have here?” He moves his tongue over his fangs while watching the man struggle against the chains Eric’s minions put around his prisoner’s ankles and wrists.

“A vampire?” the man gasps in surprise. “That’s a new one. Did the cops hire you to scare me?” Eric tilts his head. The man doesn’t seem to be scared or nervous. He believes this is just another trick one of your colleagues pulled to finally get him arrested. “Or was it miss FBI herself? Damn, I miss her pert ass.”

“You see, he’s not some rogue cop wanting revenge,” Pam coos. She’s sliding her fingers through the man’s hair, tugging harshly, making Eric’s prisoner gasp. “This is Eric Northman. He lived a thousand years, and you, are a mere ant to him. All he’s interested in is to find out what you did to his newest love interest.”

“My princess, Pam,” Eric crosses his arms over his chest. He nods at his minions, silently telling them to cut the man’s clothes off. “We will see how long you can keep that mouth shut.”

“What do you want to do, huh?” the man sneers. “Show me your fangs? We both know none of you will dare to touch one hair on my head.”

“I won’t touch you,” Pam chuckles as one of Eric’s men hands him a knife. “My knife will. I won’t leave any trace of my teeth on your body. I’ll simply rip you apart, limb by limb…”

“What do you mean with he disappeared? You promised me—” your voice cracks and you feel a cold shiver run down your spine. “How can he be gone? You were supposed to keep an eye on that monster.”

You close your eyes, taking deep breaths as your colleague tells you the man attacking you is gone. It’s not the first time they lost track of him. You just have to sit and wait, and have your gun close by…

“What do you want?“ you sip at your drink, ignoring that everyone at the bar seems to watch you and Eric interact.

“Princess, you should never ask a man what he wants,” Eric presses his body to yours. “A man could tell you what he wants, or just take it.”

“Sorry, I don’t do blonde and pale,” you feel his hands on your waist. He roughly squeezes your flesh, wanting you to feel his strength. “Look for some other blood bag to give you your fill of the night.”

“I want you,” he purrs in your ear. “You’ll be mine sooner than later. I know you want to be mine, princess. All you ever wanted; I’ll give it to you. Just say the words.”

“Fuck off,” you smirk to yourself as you can hear him inhale sharply. You assume no one ever said no to Eric Northman, self-declared king of his shady castle. The vampire simply goes on your nerves and you won’t hold back.

“I chained people up for less,” Eric warns. “You’re lucky I like you and your attitude. You should just learn when to shut your mouth and give in.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” you turn around to glare up at the blonde vampire. He doesn’t need to know you came to his bar to feel a little safer. “You know, there are more than enough girls lusting over you. Just go over there and choose one of them, Northman. I don’t want to be yours.”

“Stop lying to yourself,” he cups your cheek, thumb brushing over your lower lip. “I can smell your need, princess. Why don’t you say yes?”

“For starters,” you push his hand away, “I hate it when you call me princess. It tells me that you don’t even remember my name.”

He sneers at your words. “But you are special to me, pri—Y/N,” this time he cups the back of your neck to force you to hold his gaze. His blue eyes drop to the pulsing vein on your neck. He licks his lips, making you shudder at the intensity of his gaze. “Say that you are mine.”

“I don’t want to be yours,” Eric’s hand drops from your neck, but he takes another step closer to you. “I’m not some furniture you can buy.”

“You are about to become my queen,” he whispers in your ear. “If only you’d admit to yourself that you are drawn to me and let me show you a whole new world.”

“Thanks, I’m liking the one we are living in,” you shove his hand away when he tries to cup your cheek. “Just leave me alone…”

“Still breathing, huh?” Eric looks down at the shell of the man he captured four days ago. The man doesn’t lift his head. He simply lies on the cold concrete in the basement, not even opening his eyes. “I think it’s time for you to say goodbye.”

“I-can’t. No more,” he whimpers as Eric crouches down to slide the dull side of his favorite knife over the man’s cheek. “Please. I’ll do all you want.”

“All the women you tortured said the same, didn’t they,” the vampire coos. “Don’t worry. You told me everything I need to know. Now you can rest in hell…”

“Hello, Y/N,” you groan as Eric fucking Northman stands in front of the door of the house you rented. “I have missed your pretty face.”

“Go home.”

“Where is the fun in that?” he leans in your doorframe, admiring you in your pajama shorts and the silky top barely hiding your stiff nipples. “It’s a nice night and I thought you don’t want to spend it alone.”

“I rented a fucking house to get rid of you,” Eric chuckles darkly as you want to slam the door in his face. “What the fuck!” You mutter as he simply blocks the door with his hand.

“Yeah, about that,” he steps inside the house, smirking down at you, “I’m the owner of the house. I bought it some weeks ago. Along with every single rentable house in this sleepily little town.”

“You did what?” slamming the door shut you follow Eric. “Get out of my house!”

“No,” he says while walking inside the living room. “Oh, you’ve got a new hobby.” Eric laughs as there are pictures of him, his bar, his minions, Pam, and everyone he knows in town pinned to a large bullet board.

“You are part of an investigation,” Eric stands in front of the board, admiring your work. “Uh-you are a suspect to me.”

“Princess, we both know you are lying,” you stand next to the vampire to look at the pictures on the board. “I found him myself, Y/N.”

“Who?” you dip your head to look up at Eric. “What do you mean?”

“The man laying hands on you,” the vampire casually says as you look up at him, mouth agape. “He withstood my knife for almost half a day.”

“What?” you splutter, feeling a little lightheaded. “What did you do, Eric?”

“I made sure he can never get close to you again,” he turns and moves his hand under your silky top; fingertips grazing the scar on your back. “That monster will never touch you again. Never.” His fangs slide out and you shudder as he leans closer to graze them over your jugular. “Not even me, princess.”

“Why did you do this?”

“I had to know what happened to you,” he retracts his fangs; fighting the urge to taste your blood. “I should’ve tortured him for much longer.”

“It was my job to capture him. Instead, I got captured,” Eric traces the scar again and closes his eyes to memorize it. “He’s a sick and impotent little man. That made him turn his hatred toward women. If he can’t have them, he wanted to make sure no one else wanted them.”

“I know everything about that monster,” Eric nips at your neck. “I just don’t get how your people let him go.”

“In my world, not a single man decides on someone’s faith. Twelve random people do,” you close your eyes and let yourself fall against his chest. “He was acquitted by the court. We couldn’t believe they let him go after he tortured five women, including myself.”

“If you let me,” the vampire purrs against your throat, “I’ll protect you from this world and keep you safe in mine.”

“Oh, sweet little vampire,” you push him off you, smirking triumphantly. “You just admitted you killed a human. I knew you’d make a mistake.”

He laughs at your antics. “You think I killed this pathetic little man,” Eric tilts his head. He smirks darkly, baring his pearl white fangs. “I never said I killed him.”

“You said-“ you grunt. “I hate you! You frustrate me so much, you little shit! Pale bastard,” Eric slowly walks toward you, eyes holding your gaze.

“You’re mine,” he whispers while reaching out for you. “Say it, Y/N. I want to hear that you want to be mine.” His eyes drop to your neck as you stand in front of the vampire, unable to move, or find your voice.

“I-“ his fingertips graze your neck, and he feels your pulse quicken as he dips his head to press his lips to yours.

“I want you to be mine…forever…”

>> Part 3

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