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but your honor his big wet princess puppy dog eyes cancels out all the horrors he’s committed
I've had i nice little plan...
Centuries ago I just wanted to watch some Youtube before having my dinner, then I saw the Gladiator II trailer, and immediately fell into my second Pedro Pascal phase.
I just wanted to write a One Shot, then started to think about a second part. And just when I wanted to write it, I re-watched *and re-felt* sooo many movies and series including Pedro.
Guys I have sever brainrot from this man...again! I need help with more Pedro content
The second part for my Gladiator II story will come, maybe even some Oberyn Martell stuff, but right now I'm cursed to consume so much TLOU stuff until I'm fine again.
And I'm glad people like my stuff. I feel its just there to be outside of my head, so I'm not that proud of my work currently (?)
...can someone relate?
Changing the plans
Authors note: instead of finally watching Narcos I'm just writing and reading about it so maybe its a bit inaccurate ?! I'm suppossed to prepare for my exams y'all this series will destroy me
Summary: You get hurt on a mission, Javier takes care of you and you both finally see that keeping your evolving relationship a secret is a stupid idea; first fluff with some angst than smut !
Warning: making out, smut!; fingering, kind of public sex? Mentions of blood, dirty talk, Javier being soft/domish
Word count: ca. 2.9 K
With a deep groan, you landed on the slippery concrete. It all happened so fast. The screams, the shots and your blood that now wouldn't stop painting the puddles red underneath you.
Between the heavy raindrops you could only make two dark figures out nearing you, like the dead himself. Usually, Javier’s plans worked out but this time you were unlucky. In fact everyone was now, since it was your job to keep their backs safe and now you laid on the ground almost defeated.
The entire time from the shot to the falling on the ground your hand had never lost a grip on your gun, knowing damn well what you had to do. A weak whimper slipped its way out of your lips when you fought yourself back in an position to defend yourself. The blood still gushing out of your side with every movement.
You only remember one shot coming from your gun and the picture of one of the two men falling on the ground, before your entire vision got covered by red shirt, you recognized him. His warmth, his smell. You've realized his voice calling your name. Then you heard some shots, before your vision started to blur into blackness, that dared to draw you into unconsciousness.
Your hands gripped for his vest, your lips tried to form an apology, but all you could form were painfilled chokes, only telling him how you fought for your life now. This was so bad, you had no intention to be a burden for him, nor to risk revealing your still developing relationship to everyone.
,,Fuck! Fuck this- Its okay Y/N. Just breath for me, breath’’, Javier said, alternating between looking down on you and above to see if everything was clear now. You whined weakly, nodding, when his strong arms pushed you up into his warm chest to carry you away.
Thornless Roses
Marcus Acacius x senators daughter! reader
Prompt: Marcus Acacius is on the hunt for you. Not only are you his promised wife, who happened to have run away, there are also other threats outside, not only for you, also for him and his power, he tirelessly has to defend, especially in times of rebellion- one reason more that lets the pressure and urge of control rise in him.
Warnings: Smut 18!, noncon-ish, arranged marriage, semi forced sex, control play, brat taming, dirty talk, loss of virginity, marcus is fucking some sense into you; marcus calling the reader his whore, naïve/stubborn Reader
Word count: circa 3.9 k
Authors note: We only have the trailer for what a week? And still this fandom knocks out one story after the other?! I love this spirit <3 ! So I wanted to join you- have fun! + not entirely satisfied with it, critique is appreciated
His broad legs shoved the water angrily away until it was only left underneath his feet before he let you fall own the wet ground. Only then his eyes looked down at you again, sternly. Colder than the water that made your dress cling onto your body, has been this look.
This rescue wouldn’t have been necessary, if you hadn’t been so uncareful, if he hadn’t hunt you down so merciless and if your father hasn’t promised you to this beast the first place. Now you were not only back under his watch, you also owned him your life. In bitter shame you looked down.
His men came nearer, his torches that had helped him finding and saving you from drowning tinted the soil orange. With a heavy sigh came Marcus boots into your brighter view, also drenched in dirty sea water, he waited for you to give him your attention.
,,On the horse, now’’, said Marcus, after you wouldn’t react. His hand landed under your chin to let your head rise up, your damp hair moved across your shoulders, letting you shiver, which you directly suppressed. Eager to not let him think you were afraid or impressed. Luckily there was no reaction from Marcus, he didn’t move a muscle until you walked to an empty saddled horse. You could feel him right behind you with each step. It was like all his controlled anger, that couldn’t be outlived on a kidnapper turned now into body heat. Even his hands were burning hot when they grabbed your hips and shoved you onto the horses back.
This is so important. I cannot reblog this enough. Not every year has to be "Give it 110%!" Some years are meant to just get through.
I salute your courage and your resilience if you're in the second camp.
Oh good! Because I’m right there! I made it, and I’m happy with that, and if you made it, I want you all to be happy too!
Longing curses 5/5
-His victory-
Chapter summary: Tom implements his plan to force a dark secret on you and to present himself as your only true friend to finally convince you to trust him to the fullest
Word count: ca. 2200
Warning/tags: mentions of sex, manipulation, violence, unhealthy relationsship
With heavy steps this muggle born griffindor walked out of the room Tom had used at their hiding spot. Patiently he had waited for him to drag him inside. First he revenged you by toturing him for a while, no one was allowed to touch his love, let alone hurt her. When his mind was numb enough Tom used it for his next step. He wanted to challange you, finally having your believes twisted enough to be on his side, fully and without doubts.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
,,Collin? Its curfew'' you said when you recognized your friend in the corridor. It seemed like he was sleepwalking, his eyes were glassy and locked on you. He could hardly express any emotion but his words proofed that he was more than awake. He sounded furious. Out of the blue he warned you to shut your mouth and told you that he was on his way to the Slytherin common room to teach Tom some manners and everyone else who had tried to hurt him.
You understood his anger but still couldn't take him serious. Despite the fact that he was clearly outnumbered and that a fight wouldn't solve their ignorrant minds, he wouldn't stand a chance against Tom. In the most reasonable way you tried to explain this to Collin, suggesting to just go back to bed. But your friendly manner wasn't working, in fact it made Collin even more angry. Again he shoved you harshly to the side and walked further, forcing you to become strict.
,,Collin I mean it. You're not hurting anyone, not even Tom or Abraxas. If you don't go back I will bring you to Professor Dumbledore'' you said ready to defend yourself if necessary.
Longing curses 4/5
-His obsession-
Chapter summary: Finally you and Tom are together but an incident at the duelling club shows Tom's hidden motives. Despite your second attempt to leave him, something has changed- you belong to him. To calm his anxiety Tom sneaks ito your dorm to show himself that you are still his despite the harshfull things you said to him . But he confuses lust with love, but he doesn't care anymore, now he will use whatever is necessary to keep you by his side- he loves you afterall.
word count: ca. 2300
Warning/ tags: semi forced sex, obsessive behaviour, dream manipulation + this fic is a slut for drama
Days had past and by now the entire school knew about the relationship you and Tom had. You both were like an attraction and all the attention overwhelmed you at first, after all you just wanted your boyfriend. Tom couldn't care less about it, his last year at hogwarts would be over soon. Except of his exams everything he needed to achieve was done. Now he just enjoyed his rising victory.
The time with him was so sweet. He would always pick you up from your classes even when they took place in another wing. Occasionally you took some walks around the castle and studied at his dorm until evening, mostly with the intention to stay for the night – not that Tom needed an execuse for himself or his friends who got used to it.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
With Tom you had found your best friend and greatest admirer, he encouraged you to study more than usually and was always the first person who asked about your progress or your upcoming tests. Proudly you walked through the halls and people couldn't tell who was the happier one. At the dueling club he watched you with satisfaction when you would manage to win against some of the best members, it even seemed to turn him on, because whenever this happened you got more lingering touches afterwards when the rest of the club was busy watching the others fight – or knew better at just let you be. Even though everyone knew about you, Tom made sure that people wouldn't know too much about you or your relationsship. He always refered to you with your name in public, only in privat or in an unbothered moment he would use his nicknames on you.
Let it be his love towards you or the near end of his school time but Tom became more careless about his duties as a prefect. He would often search for the spot you had your watch, waiting for a good moment and pull you into a hidden corner to steal a few kiss passionaltely from you. His hands roamed across the most forbidden places while he caged you in between himself and the wall. When he had no wish to wait until your curfew was over to have you back in his dorm his fingers would trace up your thighs and under your skirt, after he made you promise to be quiet for him. Yet sometimes he had to press his hand against your mouth to help stay quiet or swallowed your little moans with his lips.
Longing curses 3/5
-His path-
Chapter summary: After showing you that you and Tom share some values, he invites you to a party at the Slytherin common room, after all he plans his future with you and for that you need to know your future enviroment and he needs to show the rest of the school who you belong to.
word count: ca 3000
Warning/tags: smut, manipulation
,,I thought you liked music'' Tom said before you were about to enter the Slytherin common room. He had sensed your tension during the entire way. Despite your polite refusal he insisted to pick you up from your dorm. Tom wanted make sure no one else would accompany you or try to change your mind.
,,Of course I do. But partying is something different, I tend to get shy. Besides I hope they tolerate me'' you said still remembering the discussion at the duelling club.
,,They will.You'll be fine, trust me'' Tom said confidently as usual. The way he gently pressed your hand in his grip before leading you inside, still felt foreign to you. But in an exciting way you figured. It made your heart ache in a bittersweet way and only Tom could mend this pain away it seems. So you found yourself following him more and more despite this strange feeling. Only in the most distant corners of your mind remained the concious that this urge within you might become your peril.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
Indeed you felt some shyness once you had entered the common room. Everything is just a bit more vulgar and open at the way the Slytherins party, occasionally it makes you even blush.
Longing curses 2/5
-His persuasions-
Chapter Summary: After the little incident at the dueling club Tom has to start over to win you back. Now that he knows how the little dance of love works, he decides to not only show you how similar you both are but also shares a new secret with you
Word count: ca. 2000
Warnings/tags: some fluff (I guess), manipulation, making out
Some days went by. Tom could feel how tense you were again in his presence and he started to think about how he should show you that you were wrong. One afternoon Tom's studying got softly interrupted when a gentle laughter echoed through the shelfs. His head turned around in curiosity. He had never heard such a sweet laugh and his heart arched in a unknown way once his eyes found you. You stood there with a friend who just made you giggle and you suppressed the rest of it to not interrupt the other students further while you gave your friend a warm smile - instead of him, he thought. He was supposed to make you laugh, you should be at his side by now. Maybe you were right. He had to give something to get something, love needed commitment. True commitment, and Tom needed to find a way to share this with you without breaking himself.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
A week later you had curfew again. Occasionally you would see some of the other prefects when your routes almost crossed.
,,Coffee?'' a voice next to you asked, making you stop in your admiring of the painting over the library entrance. The shadow next to you was easy to recognize. Unsure you looked down at Toms bottle.
,,Its safe, see. Helps with the tiredness'' he said while he held the bottle in front of you after he had taken a swallow.
,,Thanks'' you said when you took it from him. Your gazes were still locked.
,,You can trust me. I have every book I want. But I want to go inside to show you something'' he said. You drank some of the coffee and even though it was welcomed, your lips still curled down due to the bitter taste. Or maybe because of the offering Tom gave you.
Longing curses 1/5
-His new target -
General Summary: When Tom finds the diary of Salazar Slytherin he finds out that he and Helga Hufflepuff shared a special relationsship. Under this influence Tom becomes keen to find a suitable partner for himself who lets him expercience such feelings like his ancestor did. But it takes more than some charming words to win a Hufflepuff, Tom figures some tricks will do. Chapter Summary: With an little trick Tom gets you to talk to him. You both share a day at a pub and get to know each other before the reality catches up on you again. Word count: 2414 Warning/tags: fluff; obsessiv behaviour, manipulation Authors note: This is a fantasy, I don't support manipulation, exclusion etc. at all + I suck at proof reading
Toms fingers traced around the pages of his book that made his thoughts bend to you for a while now. Who would have thought that Salazar Slytherin had shared a special relationship with Helga Hufflepuff. His dairies only hinted about it but the feelings he had and the strenght he expierenced from it stood cleary in the lines. There was no heir of Helga Hufflepuff, this family tree had found an end but nevertheless Tom longed for someone he could relife his ancestors feeling with. You and Tom were barely familiar with one another, at least officially. His charms always worked on the people, thanks to them he always got what he wanted. He just needed a good starting point. You were often busy or surrended by all your friends, Tom waited for a good moment that never came. It seemed that fate had no wish to bring you both together, once Tom realized that he saw himself forced to take more action.
Broken reputations
Summary: You get caught spying on Tom and his friends and now Tom has to decide what to do with you
Warnings: smut
Authors note: -no idea what the reader all knew about Toms actions at the end- just needed a bit conflict
Word count: ca 2300
,,Tom let me go or I will make you'' your voice warned him sternly when his grip around your wrists tightened and your back got pressed closer against the giant rock Tom had caged you against with slow steps.
,,Where are your manners Y/N. I just want to talk'' usually Tom was this serious yet charming prefect but now something mad swang within his voice. Just as you had figured. Tom wasn't as perfect as he always acted.
That his friends were disgusting wasn't a secret either, at least for you. When they had found you spying on them near the forbidden forest they had shoved you back in the dark forest and brought you back to Tom. You figured that they weren't as innocent as they had acted over the years but this felt like real danger now. It was different now than meeting them in the school, where you weren't alone against them.
Hey bestie!!! I found you cause I’m about to read your obi wan fanfic so I stalked your blog a little and I think you mentioned you’re German right? That’s awesome!!! I visited Germany a couple of years ago and I’m looking forward to learning German, however I’m trying to look for classes (personally I’m kinda scared cause the pronunciation seems challenging but hopefully one day I’ll be able go speak it 🥹) so I just wanted to say your English is REALLY GOOD!!! (English isn’t my first language, Spanish is) but you should be proud!! Learning a new language takes a lot of effort, it’s normal to make mistakes here and there, please give yourself some credit!! You’re awesome and I hope you’re having a nice day 🫶🏻🫶🏻
Hello there,
First of all- thank you so much for writing me and saying all those nice things I kinda just woke up and this already made my day. Right I'm german and I'm happy that people seem to get along with my english, you saying this really encourages me. That you want to learn german is awesome! In general I think learning a language is always a good thing, and yes german can be a bit tricky but I wish you good luck with that and fun of course <3
And thank you again for writing me those kind words, have a nice day as well💛✨
Proofing her wrong
Summary: Obi Wan is your former master. After Order 66 and while your master had joined the dark side you fleet away. Since then Obi Wan tries to find you, to finally have you all for himself.
Warnings: Smut; semi-forced relationship (?), kidnapping
Author’s note: not edited/English is not my first language; not fully satisfied with the text but had the urge to still post it
The warm metal of your cuffs started to cut in your hands when you tried your next attempt to leave those dark rooms. Even though you found yourself now on a capital ship, filled with enemies and you were all alone. And for too long, or started to lose your hope. All your friends and allies were gone. You had no idea how to flee but the fear within you fought your uprising hopelessness, only until your heard footsteps along the corridors before the heavy doors opened itself and you got company.
If you weren’t bound to a chair, you would have just run away now, just like the last time when you met your master. He has changed. Only one thing had remained over the last months and that was his love for you, but that was something you couldn’t know yet.
Even though you knew you had the most generous and warmhearted master back then you were afraid when he approached your bound figure. He has turned to the dark side after all and helped Anakin kill all Jedi. You still remember how you had waited in your hideout inside the temple and watched their betrayal in horror before you tried to run away only to get caught by Obi Wan. Out of nowhere he had reached for your little and scared frame and pressed you to himself as if he wanted to comfort you, as if he hadn’t decided to change the sides. And even though his grip on you remained soft and his words were as sweet as before his cruel acts you had to fight back. That’s what you did,so you could flee. But now he had you again.
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Beta Reader Wanted (desperately)
Hullo hullo!
I know I’ve been posting about getting back into writing a lot recently. But now I need your help! I am looking for an English native speaker to beta read my The Boys fics.
About me & the fics:
I am German (first problem) and though I did study English a few years back, I’m a little insecure about my writing. But I’m a fairly nice person and can deal with constructive criticism. ;)
I’m currently working on two fics about Billy Butcher’s past (teen years / the Becca years). The first one is ‘Cause London Is Drowning and already has two chapters up. Just in case you’re interested in seeing where I’m trying to go with the material.
So, if you’re interested or know someone who might be, please contact me!
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