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imliketheiceifreeze · 1 year

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Norman Nordstrom x reader

A rose by any other name- part 2

Warnings: Violence, smut, age gap, abuse, abduction, minors DNI

1,916 words

You'd walked past his house many times since your last meeting, However the old man never seemed to be home.

'He probably thinks your some kind of creep.'

You thought to yourself as you rounded the corner to his house for the fifth time that week. Obsession like this isn't healthy and you knew it, your parents always wondered what you did on your little walks around the block, you could never tell them it was to satiate your fascination with a 70 year old man, they'd surely look at you like some kind of mental patient.

A strong arm around your waist ripped you out of your thoughts as another held what felt like cloth to your mouth. An acrid smell filled your nostrils as you struggled against the limbs that caged you to no avail.

"Shh sweetheart, don't fight it."

A voice you vaguely recognised growled into your ear as the world around you went dark and you collapsed into the stranger.

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You awoke, shivering cold, laying on what seemed to be a bed. As you slowly took in your surroundings you quickly noticed you wrist was tightly handcuffed to the bed-post. You struggled against it, wearily, knowing deep down there was no use in fighting. However, the noise seemed to alert your captor, as heavy footsteps rapidly approached the room in which you lay. Deep dread filled your body as your breath caught in your throat. You couldn't believe who stood before you-the white beard, the scar underneath his vacant eye. It was him. It was Norman.

"You're awake, good."

He spoke matter-of-factly, slowly approaching the bed to which you were bound.

"Now don't struggle, I understand this might be difficult for you to accept but just let me speak for a moment."

The irony of your silence didn't escape you as he sat beside you on the bed, feeling around for your leg before patting it warmly.

"I intend for you to be my wife and eventually, I hope you will bear me the that child I lost. I know this won't be too hard for you considering your feelings for me..."

You were gobsmacked. Was this some kind of sick proposal? However, another twisted part of you felt delighted at the lengths this man would go to to have you, something you weren't used to considering your average looks and demure personality.

"Are you being serious? You're going to lock me up here like some kind of dog, let me out you sick fuck!"

You spat at him, partially in anger but mostly powered by fear as you gripped onto your cuffed hand, yanking it with all the force in your body.

"Hmm."

He grumbled, gripping your leg more harshly making you yelp in pain, stopping your struggle with the cuffs to grab his hand in an attempt to stop the pressure.

"So you were just leading me on with all that bullshit then? You act like that around every man you meet like some kind of whore?"

He spoke bitterly

"Norman!"

You exclaimed between breaths,

"This is not exactly the way you go around asking a girl out you know."

You huffed, eventually managing to pry his hand off your thigh.

"But I can keep you safe in here, you really want to live out there where people steal, murder..."

He trailed off sadly, making the sympathy bubble in your gut. For fucks sake am I actually sympathising with the man that has me tied up in his house right now?

"Norman,"

you breathed again, leaning to rest a hand on his shoulder. You could see the pain in his eyes, the world had taken so much from one man, who would you be if you couldn't provide him with some form of comfort? He faced you, confusion set in his face,

"please let me go. I'll stay with you, I won't leave, but I have a life too, a job. It doesn't mean I'm going to disappear."

You spoke it softly, rubbing your thumb against his shoulder like you did that day.

"How can I believe you?"

Fear laced his words in a way you didn't expect was possible from a former Navy Seal.

"Believe me, believe my words. Keep a tracking device on me, stalk me, tattoo me as yours, I don't care. You can do what you want but don't keep me tied up like an animal Norman, how is that any way to treat someone you want as your wife?"

This seemed to shift something in him and he reached for his pocket, you stilled in fear wondering if you had gone too far, until you spied the shining metal of a key. He leaned over you, feeling around your wrist and hand until he could push the key into your cuffs, freeing your bruised limb, before he sat back defeatedly, gesturing to the door.

"Go on then, aren't you gonna run?"

You ignored his words and leaned up on your knees, reaching out for his shoulders to steady yourself. He raised his brows in shock but allowed you to continue your ministrations. Tentatively, you reached for his white beard, stroking it softly between your thumb and forefinger, eyes flicking down to his lips.

"I told you I'm not going to leave didn't I?"

You murmured before leaning towards him, capturing his lips against yours, feeling him tense against you. It was a chaste kiss and you held his face in your hands, stroking his cheek, feeling like this was the only place in the world you belonged. Finally you felt his hands around your waist, holding you strongly against his chest.

"You mean it?"

"Of course I mean it you stupid old man,"

you chastised before leaning in to kiss him again. This time his lips moved against yours, holding you tight like he might lose you as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, enjoying the feeling of his beard tickling your cheeks. You couldn't help but moan as you felt his tongue work its way into your mouth, heat pooling between your legs as you shifted against him in attempt to relieve the discomfort. He grunted, stilling your hips and pulling away speaking lowly, his husky voice causing goosebumps to erupt over your skin.

"don't do that, or I wont hold back."

Your eyes practically rolled into your skull as you whimpered, burying your head into his shoulder, trying as hard as you could to move your hips against his vice like grip as your pussy clenched against nothing. Hoping to sway him, you pressed soft kisses to the junction between his neck and shoulder, moving up towards his ear, sucking occasionally which earned you a growl from him and a slap to your thigh. This only served to turn you on more, the heat of the moment causing you to lose all sense of what was rational.

"I don't want to hurt you Y/N,"

he murmured, one hand finding your hair and rubbing circles into your scalp.

"I know you won't, besides, I want this."

He groaned, leaning his head back in frustration whilst you contented yourself with running your hands down his broad chest, fingering at the exposed skin of his lower stomach.

"Isn't this the real reason you had me tied up in your bed?"

You asked, the sultry tone surprising even yourself.

He growled in return, breaths growing heavier whilst you continued to kiss up and down his neck and chest. Suddenly, you felt yourself being pushed harshly into the mattress, Norman's weight settling above you and pinning your arms over your head.

"Don't start something you can't finish little girl."

You were too stunned to reply, only able to allow him to roam your body with his free hand, trailing along your exposed thigh in the tight summer dress you wore.

"Is this what you wanted hmm?"

He asked lowly as his fingers finally pressed against your core, feeling your throbbing heat, barely covered by soaking panties.

"Shit, you always get like this?"

He asked incredulously, leading you to mutter a small no as you watched his face contort into a predatory smile. He pulled you into a passionate kiss, running his hand up and down your folds, eventually casting aside your underwear to tease you further. You gasped has he circled your clit with his thick fingers.

"tell me to stop."

You replied with silence, which seemed to be enough to crack his tough resolve. He pulled down your dress to expose your breasts, cupping them with his rough palms as he kissed and nipped at your neck, his other hand continuing it's assault on your weeping pussy. It was all too much and you gasped and moaned wantonly, tears forming in your eyes at the overwhelming pleasure.

"This is all for me isn't it?"

He growled, rolling your nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"yes!"

You cried out as you felt his other finger prodding at your entrance,

"it's all for you, only you."

You trembled as you felt his finger slide in easily, pumping in and out slowly as he added a second. Your moans grew louder and you bucked your hips to keep up with his rhythm. Slowly he began to kiss down your body, sucking on your tits before eventually landing at your pussy, open and ready for him. Without warning he dived in, grabbing your thighs for purchase as he slurped pornographically at your sex. You covered your face in embarrassment at the sight before you, it had you almost coming instantly. His mouth and fingers worked you like an instrument, not seeming to mind as you trapped his head with your thighs and grabbed at his soft hair, arching into him with each pump of his fingers. He had managed to work four into you at this point and satisfied himself with sucking on your sensitive bud.

"Please, please please,"

you chanted, writhing beneath the man you had fantasised about for years.

"Please what baby?"

He questioned as if there wasn't one obvious answer.

"Please let me come,"

you breathed, scratching at his scalp, toes curling.

"You can come whenever you're ready sweetheart,"

he hummed against your pussy, pumping you faster whilst his lips continued their magical torture.

"Ughh-hh-ahh."

You choked out, shaking as your high hit you like a train, barely aware of your pussy squirting all over Norman's face with every blissful contraction of your body.

"Hmm that's it baby, let it all out,"

he murmured, fingering you through your orgasm. Your mind was blank as you fell back into the bed like a rag doll. You felt the bed dip as Norman laid down beside you, pulling you into his body, fingers tracing the skin on your arms. Eventually your brain began to be capable of forming thoughts aside from your orgasmic bliss, allowing you to realise Norman hadn't had his own release.

"Let me help you,"

you lazily reached behind you to feel his hard cock straining his trousers.

"Shh go to sleep,"

he grunted, kissing your shoulder.

"Are you sure?"

You questioned, knowing you were too spent to be able to do anything but lay there as he took his pleasure.

"Yes, you can make it up to me another time, just go to sleep for now,"

he replied firmly, cradling your body in his arms as you allowed sleep to take over your body knowing you were utterly fucked in more ways than one.

#norman nordstrom x reader #norman nordstorm #don't breathe #stephen lang

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princess-of-thebes-1995 · 4 months

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In the future after finishing my current stories, I want to write a yandere Norman Nordstrom x reader.

Stephen Lang is so charming.

#don't breath #movie #stephen lang #norman nordstorm #norman nordstrom x reader #norman Nordstrom #don't breathe

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strawberrylemonadesoda · 5 months

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Though in all seriousness... I think he looks hot in all of his movies for different reasons, but just to pick a few

Starting with who brought many of you guys to this honorable fandom

And his AU twin bro

Can't forget the Blind Man (I'm not listening to any argument about the basement basting activities of the first one pls let me enjoy in peace)

And bonus Professor Slang because even if it's not a movie, he looks hot as fuck talking shop and Shakespeare (and yes, my rotten brain has made many a pr0n scenario with this very video. There, I said it.)

#stephen lang #slang #silverfox #miles quaritch #Nathaniel taylor #norman nordstorm #ramblings

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theblindman · 1 year

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Don't Breathe - 2016

#norman nordstrom #norman nordstorm #don't breathe #2016 #the blind man #horror blog #horror movies #{decided to try and brighten up this scene. I hope it doesn't look too rough.}#stephen lang

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stephenlangdaily · 1 year

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#stephen lang #slang #norman nordstorm #don't breathe #don't breathe 2 #2021 #2020s #movies #gifs #*#it's been toooo long maybe I should rewatch this weekend

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winterfieldfrontiers · 1 year

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Parker, Spider, Quaritch team up to kills

Giovanni Ribisi as Buddy Cole (from The Gift)

Stephen Lang as Norman Nordstrom (from Don't Breath)

Jack Champion as Ethan Landry (from Scream)

Ribisi and Slang might gave him a trick to play murderer role while shooting AVATAR sequels.

love how similar and relationship between them, family.

Watch him becomes Ghostface or not in

SCREAM VI on March in Cinema

#giovanni ribisi #stephen lang #jack champion #the gift #don't breath #scream vi #Ethan Landry #norman nordstorm #buddy cole #avatar: the way of water #scream 6

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purplelupins · 1 year

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I’ve just added Norman Nordstrom and Jim Hopper to my list of characters I’ll do commissions for!

#nora speaks #commissions #norman nordstorm #jim hopper #stranger things #don’t breathe

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anymovieone-shots · 10 months

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Okay, so I'll list some shows, movies, or books that I mostly write about.

Avatar (2009)

Avatar ; The Way of Water (2023)

The Oringials

The Vampire Diaries

Riverdale

Grey's Anatomy

Supernatural

Harry Potter

Transformers (All movies)

Fast & Furious

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Scream (All movies)

It (2019)

Nightmares on Elm Street

Jigsaw (All movies)

Friday the 13th

Chucky

Lights Out

Bring it on (All movies)

Terrifier

Terrifier 2

Annabell (All movies)

Conjure (All movies)

Halloween (All movies)

Jeepers Creepers (1st & 2nd part only)

Don't Breathe

Don't Breathe 2

Avengers (All movies, including Spider-Man)

Disney (All movies)

DC (All movies/shows)

Divergent (All movies)

The Maze Runner (All movies)

The Last of Us

House of Dragon

Game of Thrones

Riddick

Never have I Ever

On my Block

Ginny and Georgia

Cobra Kai

Karate Kid (All movies)

Yellowstone

Outerbanks

And many more

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v4mp1res3verywhere · 2 years

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MASTERLIST 📌I have a collection of wips lost asunder to the turbulence of my mind, here’s what I have posted in addition to some wips !! 🧸fluff 💋smut ⚔️angst

JEEPERS CREEPERS (2001)

💾headcannons

darry jenner taking care of a loopy reader post wisdom teeth surgery would entail 🧸 [darry jenner x fem!reader]

DOCTOR SLEEP

blurb (tbc) POV you get Danny Torrance to telekinetically get you a bag of Doritos while giving you sexy eyes. That’s it. That’s the plot. 🧸 [danny Torrance x fem!reader]

BRAINSCAN (1994) An isolated ,thrill seeking college student runs a computer program claiming to give its users the ‘ultimate experience’ …at any cost. What happens when the chatbot she engages with, an entity that calls itself ‘THE TRICKSTER’ is more sentient than she thought…. OR POV your hedonistic urge to be the protagonist in a 90s horror movie bites you in the ass [the trickster x fem!reader]. ch.1

THE SANDMAN

[upcoming] pov your ancient world studies professor has an interesting, oddly emo friend. [morpheus x fem!reader]

DON’T BREATHE

[upcoming] by pure chance, you befriend a strangely attractive and muscular recluse over twice your age. [ Norman Nordstorm x fem!reader].

AVATAR (2009,2022)

[upcoming] Miles never liked the scientists. Especially the brat kid-wonder intern that somehow knew just how to get under his skin. [ Miles Quaritch x fem!reader]

[upcoming] in the hunt for sully, Quaritch captures an unidentified na’vi female and ends up with more than he expected. [miles quaritch x fem!reader]

STRANGER THINGS

[upcoming] Guys my age After hoppers return from Russia, reader wakes up to a new house guest whom she takes a shine to, her best friend Eddie, However, is less than enthused OR, your best friend that you’re hopelessly in love with doesn’t notice you, but someone else does. [dmitri antonov x fem!reader, bestfriend!Eddie Munson x fem!reader]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

[upcoming] a predatory act You think you see a little more amber in the hazel of his eyes as he glides past. moon-eyed, pining xander finally goes for what he wants. Or After a trip to the zoo your longtime pal Xander begins acting a little funky. [dark! xander x Reader based on the pack; episode 6]

[upcoming] Goodnight sweet girl You find spike’s shitty poetry and tease him, not knowing who it’s about. [spike x fem!reader]

[upcoming] Librarian’s pet no one knows about your thing for Giles besides the brooding wax poetic vampire that pesters your friend group every now and again. [Giles x fem!reader, Spike x fem!reader]

[upcoming] peroxide punk bitches!! Against your friends warnings you befriend a platinum blonde hunk that finds your lost boys shirt funny. [spike x fem!reader]

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imliketheiceifreeze · 1 year

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Norman Nordstrom x reader

A rose by any other name-part one

warnings: violence, eventual smut, age gap, possible abusive relationship, slight stalking, minors DNI

945 words

[Just a short story, not sure where it's going yet lol]

Master list:

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

You walked passed the house once again. You would never admit to anyone the purposeful detour you took in hopes of seeing him. Norman Nordstrom, you thought his name was, whenever your eyes laid upon him he would be tending to the flowers at his border, or walking his dog around the yard. The poor man had lost his eyesight in the Gulf war, not shortly after he lost his whole family due to a reckless drunk driver. You weren't sure why you felt this pull to the old man, easily old enough to be your grandfather, yet you couldn't deny the dreams that came to you during lonely nights and your cheeks burned as you turned away from the house, a small smile dusting your lips.

Strange, the door seemed open but you couldn't see Norman or his dog anywhere. Should you investigate? I mean what sort of person wouldn't check on a vulnerable blind man? That was the justification you used at least when you ventured towards the open door of the house of a man you had never so much as spoken to.

"Hello. Is everything okay? I was just walking passed and noticed your door was open,"

you called into the house as you poked your head round the door. Your voiced trailed off into a gasp as you noticed the man curled up on the floor, blood pouring from his right side as he gasped for air.

"Oh my goodness,"

you murmured as you rushed to his side, falling to your knees as you fumbled with your phone.

"Sir? What happened?"

He barely acknowledged your presence, only wheezing and clutching at his side.

"You need to keep pressure on the wound,"

you mumbled as you pressed your hands above his, feebly attempting to stop the flow of blood as you clumsily punched the three magic numbers into your phone with the other hand.

"Shot,"

He managed between gasps as he finally seemed to register you.

"You were shot? Okay don't worry, I'm calling for help, you're going to be okay,"

you spoke firmly, looking him dead in the eye, even though you knew he wouldn't be able to see your determined expression. You couldn't help but rub your thumb reassuringly over his hand as you turned your attention back to the phone.

"Yes please help, a man's been shot, he's losing a lot of blood, please."

You were on the verge of tears from the stress as the dispatcher attempted to calm you.

"We'll be there soon, just keep pressure on the wound, is the victim responsive?"

You couldn't remember anything after this, only concentrating on Norman, watching the life fade from his face as tears dripped down your cheeks.

"Don't let go, please stay with me Norman, stay with me."

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"News is with us that visually impaired war veteran, Norman Nordstrom, has been the victim of a vicious home invasion. However, he is stable, suffering only minor injuries, and should be making a full recovery."

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One week later

You sat in the hospital waiting room, heart beating out of your chest, clammy hands fiddling with the flimsy petals of the flowers you'd stupidly brought with you as some kind of get well soon gift. You felt so out of place.

"Y/N."

You jumped to your feet, flattening the creases in your clothes, before making your way over to the nurse.

"He's ready to see you dear, just follow me."

Wordlessly, you shadowed her to the outside of a private room.

"He's just in there."

She spoke so softly, as if she were worried her words might break you. You smiled nervously in her direction before pushing down on the handle, entering the room slowly.

"Hi, Norman?"

Your voice trembled

"and who the hell are you?"

His words cut through you like ice, chilling you to the core. You knew this was stupid, this is what always happens, how could you have been so fucking moronic.

"Well?" His gravelly voice ran shivers up your spine,

"I, uh, well I was there when you were shot, I mean I found you, and I just wanted to uh bring you these,"

you squeaked out, moving closer to the bed and pressing the flowers gingerly into one of his hands. His gaze seemed to soften at your words as he brought the flowers to his other hand, inspecting the petals.

"You brought these for me?"

He seemed bewildered

"I know you can't see them but I always notice you tending to the flowers in your garden and I thought maybe they'd remind you of home, I don't know, it's stupid..."

You trailed off. a small smiled tickled the sides of his mouth as he replied

"Have you been watching me?"

"I live a few houses down, I just walk past from time to time, I'm sorry I never said hello."

"Well thank you... what's your name then? I assume you know everything about me from the damned news papers."

There was a twinge of sadness in his gruff voice as he seemed to get lost in thought.

"Its Y/N, Y/N L/N,"

you said softly, eyes trailing across the lines in his handsome face, down to the soft white beard and cracked lips, turned upward at the corners.

"Y/N,"

he repeated you, the sound of your name on his lips making your cheeks warm.

"Well I guess I should go... I hope you get better soon Norman,"

you blabbered as you turned on your heel, practically sprinting out of the door. Norman said nothing as he attempted to quell the possessive feeling burning in the pit of his stomach.

#stephen lang #norman nordstrom x reader #don't breathe #norman nordstorm

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