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One Hundred Summers

Set immediately post-“Evil Is Going On” (end of season 3). Pam wants Eric to feel better.

[victorianhooker]

Let's get down to business.

*** I wrote a fic it has smut. Sorry not sorry ***

“Pam?” Eric called out as he entered their shared home.

“Sorry I’m late, I got held up, and you know how the magister likes to draw out these meetings”.

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[lady-dudley]

And Clifford Makes Three: Santa Suit Shenanigans

Because Sherlolly has momentarily smashed my heart into a million pieces, have some Paric silliness :)

This is another Clifford fic/drabble for becausesometimesiobsess who suggested a follow-up to ‘The Antler Conspiracy’ that included Santa hats. Again, not going to be posted on ff.net - even though there’s not a lot of Clifford in it - but I hope you like :)

If you don’t like Clifford, don’t read!

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[lady-dudley]

And Clifford Makes Three: The Antler Conspiracy

Another Clifford fic/drabble. This one is for secrets4theunderground who wanted a bit of Clifford/Christmas shenanigans. Again, not going to be posted on ff.net but I hope you like :)

If you don’t like Clifford, don’t read!

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[folieeaadeux]

So, I finished this oneshot. Paric (of course) with a side of Nora, rewriting that episode where Nora told Pam he loved her the most. Duh, right? Enjoy.

[paricdrabbles]

Naming the Baby

"You will grow into such a handsome vampire, the girls will be weak on their knees when you walk into a room" Pam whispered, using a red cloth from the bar to wipe away a drop of blood from the  corner of the baby’s mouth. "If you grow up, that is…I’ve never heard of infant vampires. I suppose you are a rarity. Whether that is a good or bad thing…well, we’ll just have to find out won’t we?" 

Blinking up at Pam with wide blue eyes, the fair haired baby sighed softly and listened intently to her voice. Fine blonde lashes fluttering as he tried to stay awake. 

"Eric says I have to name you, I’m surprised he hasn’t swooped in to take you from me and boast about the shit he has been up to" Pam rolled her eyes, pausing for a moment to ponder on whether she should curse in front of him. "Anyway, I should name you something Swedish or he’d probably go in one of his moods."

Blowing bubbles, he reached a tiny hand into her loose curls and held onto them as he made noises. Arching her brow, Pam glared down at him for a moment as if to warn him not to pull on her hair.

"You dare and I’ll throw you in the trash, don’t test me" she smirked, unable to keep a straight face as he grinned a toothless smile. The white tips of his fangs poking through only slightly. 

"Leif, that’s what we’ll call you. There was a young vampire in Stockholm that Eric became fond of, a friend of Godric’s and he had the bluest of eyes. Much like yours, he was always getting into trouble and sticking his fangs where he had no business to. You look like a Leif, I just know you’ll be trouble." Pam sighed, lifting him to face her so she could look him over more thoroughly. 

"Obviously that stupid ginger cunt Sophie-Anne couldn’t dress you appropriately. If you are to live with us then you can’t be wearing rags, I won’t have it." She said, looking at his chubby little legs that kicked in the air with a smirk. 

"Having fun with…Leif?" 

Pam lifted her eyes to Eric who smiled at her before looking at the baby

"He’s okay, I need to set up the crib and put him down and see if he sleeps or dies…I have no fucking idea how to look after him and you need to help me or I might end up having a panic attack." She sighed, standing to her feet and snuggling him into her chest, walking down off the stage.

"Give him to me" Eric opened his arms "I’ll give you a break…"

Pam nodded, handing the tiny infant to her maker before strutting towards the office.

"He likes when you rub his back in circular motions, and if he cries tickle the palm of his hand" she called out before disappearing through the ‘employees only’ door.

Eric cradled Leif in his huge hands, smiling as he finally closed his eyes 

"You have her wrapped around your little fingers" he whispered, lifting him to kiss his smooth forehead "But remember one thing, Leif, those are my boobs." He smirked, gently placing him against his shoulder and patting his tiny back as he followed Pam through to the office.

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Baby Northman

Pam felt the hairs on her arms stand on end as the sound of crying filled her ears, it wasn’t the sound of a human begging for their life or Ginger sniffling because Eric denied her request for a sleepover again…it was the sound of a human infant, a baby.

Standing from the desk in the office, she clenched her jaw and headed out into the hallway with a confused frown. Had she been hearing things? Perhaps she had spent too much time in Fangtasia lately and needed to clear her head, what would a baby be doing in here? 

Laughing it off, she sighed and rolled her eyes, strutting towards the bar when the sound of her name rolling off Eric’s tongue caught her attention.

"Pam" she heard him whispering from the other side of the door and frowned, "come quickly"

Pushing the door open, she scanned the bar when her eyes connected with Eric’s as he sat in his throne. A soft smile pulling at his lips before his gaze dropped to a bundle of white fabric in his arms.

"What is that?" she gulped, slowly approaching him with panic evident in her eyes "Please tell me you are playing a sick joke?"

Eric arched a brow and smirked up at her before standing to his feet

"I wish it were a joke, it would make things much more easier but we never do easy…do we, Pamela?" he smiled, stepping down from the stage."I found him in Sophie-Anne’s palace, before I tore her head off she informed me that she had turned a child."

Pam’s eyes widened and her hands trembled

"I couldn’t leave him, Pam. He needs guidance if he is to survive, he needs a father…..and a mother to nurture him”

Blinking up at Eric, Pam felt her mouth become dry as he handed the bundle to her with a smile of encouragement

"Hold him."

Sliding her arms out with hesitation, she felt a breath hitch in her throat as Eric placed the baby into them.

"Eric" she hissed "I don’t know how to do this"

"Just hold him, look at him" Eric smiled, standing behind her to wrap his arms around her waist.

Gazing down at the baby, Pam watched as he opened his little eyes to reveal beautiful blue irises that stared up at her with confusion. His pale lips formed a pout and he heaved, ready to cry.

"Shhh, it’s okay" she soothed, gently stroking the tuft of blonde hair on his soft head "you’re okay, no tears, please God no tears" she frowned.

Eric smiled and kissed her cheek

"What do you think of him, Pam?"

Smiling as the baby yawned, revealing two little pointed fangs Pam shrugged.

"He’s very good looking for a baby, and he seems to like snuggling into my boob so there’s that…" she whispered, placing her index finger into his mouth.

"Do you want to keep him?"

"I suppose so" she sighed, wincing as he bit down on her nail "Ouch,you little bastard, that hurt!."

Letting out a booming laugh, Eric shook his head

"You can’t call him that."

"He fucking bit me, but whatever…he’ll take some getting used to but yes I want to keep him, maybe we can put a crib in the office."

Eric smiled, realising that she couldn’t take her eyes off the baby

"Can I hold him again?"

"No, I only just got him." she held the baby close and headed towards the throne with a smile "And he likes me better than you."

Eric arched a brow

"Only because your boobs are good pillows, Pam." he sighed "I’ll get some blood and put it in a bottle, you think of names."

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The click of Pam’s heels echoed through the upstairs hallway as she strut towards the top of the staircase, sliding her slender fingers against the banister to support her weight, a soft sigh escaped her lips.

“Who knew you’d make such a convincing Batman” she purred, her pale blue eyes narrowing...

[lady-dudley]

And Clifford Makes Three: Usurped

Another Clifford fic/drabble. Inspired by this pic and a follow on of sorts to 'Deal With It.' Still not brave enough to post Clifford fics on ff.net, but I hope you enjoy it :)

If you don’t like Clifford, don’t read!

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[paricdrabbles]

God May Have Mercy, But I Will Not

"You’ve never mentioned anything about your family” Eric murmured against Pam’s bare shoulder, pressing a firm kiss to her soft skin.

“I don’t see what there is to talk about, I had no family” she sighed against the silk fabric of her pillow, her back to him as she gazed out the window of their French apartment.

“Did you run away like the bad little girl you were?” he smiled, his index finger trailing down the length of her side with curiosity. “Or did they throw you into the streets?” Kissing her exposed neck, he patiently waited for an answer.

“Neither.”

“Mmm”

“My father abused me from the moment I turned twelve till the moment I decided to leave, my mother did nothing to stop it not that she could even if she tried. He was so big that it would have been impossible for any of us to fight back.”

Eric felt his fingers tense at the revelation and placed his palm on her hip, staring into the back of her head with disbelief.

“He was a cruel and sadistic bastard, who thrived on hurting others around him, but those days are over now and I’ve moved on so no, I have no family.”  She explained, tugging the cream covers tightly around her body.

Fighting back the urge to ask if her human father had sexually molested her, Eric sighed and clasped her arm, pulling her around to face him. The sight of her bloodied tears let him know the answer to that question and he clenched his jaw, seeing her hurt was like being punched in the throat.

“I don’t care” she cried, her jaw trembling

“Hey” he whispered, leaning in to wrap his arms around her petite frame. Pulling her into a tight embrace, he kissed the blond curls atop her head as she cried into the crook of his neck. “I’m your family now, I’m your father and I swear on my maker that if I had the power to turn back the hands of time I would have slit his throat and taken you away with me right there and then.”

Wrapping her arms around his torso, she placed her head on his chest

“I wish you could hold me like this forever” she whispered between sobs

“If that’s what it takes to stop those tears then I won’t let go.” He murmured, stroking her back as death crept beneath her skin taking her with him as the sun’s power began to show itself.

Feeling her slip away, Eric stood to his feet in all his naked glory and lifted her into his arms, carrying her from the bedroom and into a light tight spare room where his coffin remained.

“The world is an evil place my darling but you are above all of it and if anything tries to bring harm to you again, god may have mercy but I will not.” He whispered, opening the coffin and placing her inside before climbing in beside her.

Wrapping a firm arm around her waist he pulled her back into his chest and closed the lid, dying for another day by the side of his beloved child.

[lady-dudley]

I Did It.

avikingandhisheartbrokenqueen asked:

You should also write a fic where Pam is deathly afraid of bugs and calls Eric to kill one. He ends up making fun of her which lands him in the dogs house. Thought it would be funny lol.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9771628/1/

[paricdrabbles]

Welcome Home

Eric had been away on business for two weeks while Pam remained in his private Swedish estate in Öland. She had to admit that the scenery of his homeland was unlike anything she had seen before, it truly was a remarkable country and far superior to the depressing grey hues of America but it still didn’t feel like homely to her so she decided to make adjustments.

The task of changing the interior design had been tough, not on her but for the workers who she had paid to take care of the job. They were to complete the transformation before Eric returned which was supposed to be tomorrow night, and so far they had succeeded with impressive results. The deep browns and greys of the walls had been replaced with classic reds and creams, the dull floors were ripped up and replaced with mahogany wood which brightened up the entire house. She had paid for the poor quality beds to be replaced with ones that were fit for royalty; the windows upstairs had been sealed so that no sunlight could pass through. The fireplace had been upgraded and the kitchen had been turned into a storage room for spare coffins and wardrobes.

Pam knew that Eric wouldn’t recognise the place when he arrived home and she was felt nerves creep underneath her skin at the thought that she may have gone too far, but he did say anything so she shouldn’t feel guilty if he were to explode at the new design.

Walking up the spiral staircase in an ankle length black dress, Pam was met with one of the three human workers who looked her over with a nervous smile.

“I think we are done here” his Swedish accent was thick, much thicker than Eric’s but his English was decent which she was thankful for.

Mastering Swedish had been a difficult task and although she was a quick learner it was challenging to say the words right, she still didn’t fully understand why Eric was so pushy for her to speak his language but she didn’t really mind.

“Good, when the master of the home comes back from his business trip you can expect to be paid handsomely” Pam purred, pressing her hand against the wall to prevent him from walking past her.

A smirk found her lips as she batted her thick blonde eyelashes, enjoying how much he began to react to her innocent flirting.

“O-okay, that…” he gulped and inhaled a sharp breath “That will be fine.”

Leaning forward to press her cold cheek against his, she smiled softly

“Do you think I’m pretty?” she whispered into his ear, the sound of his pulse racing in his neck making her mouth water with hunger. It was then that she became aware of just how long it had been since she had last fed, suppressing a growl she lifted her slender hand to his short brown hair and slid her fingers against his scalp.

“I do not think the master of the house would be happy If I began flirting with his daughter” the boy gulped and held his breath as she gripped onto his shirt.

“Hmm, that’s right” Pam nuzzled the warmth of his neck, her fangs slipping past her lips as the vampire within her began to escape “Daddy doesn’t like to share…”

Clamping her mouth over his neck, she began to sink her fangs into his neck when her blonde curls were tugged back roughly

“Now, now Pamela” the familiar husky growl belonging to her maker tickled her ear and she gasped and snapped back into reality as he bound an arm around her waist pulling her away from the boy. “We don’t feed from those who work for us.”

His stern tone sent shivers spiralling down her spine as he arched a brow at her before turning to glamour the boy, removing the memories of what had just happened.

“Go home to your family, you have no memory of this estate and certainly have no memory of the lady of the house. “

The boy nodded with blank eyes and headed down the staircase and out the front door, Eric watched him leave before turning to his progeny. In an instant he had her pinned to the hallway wall upstairs, his knee pressed between her thighs and her wrists secured in his large hand above her head.

“Very naughty baby vampire” he smirked, gathering the material of her dress in his palm as he pulled it above her thighs exposing the pale plains of her long legs. “It seems that you need to be taught a lesson in respect.”

“Do you like the house?” she gasped as he sucked the skin of her neck,

“I haven’t looked yet, too busy watching my child fang fuck the employees. I’ll take a tour later on tonight, but now I want to spread those legs and own you” he smirked, sinking his fangs into her throat.

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Not What it Seems

Jessica strut past Eric and Pam’s office without much interest until the sound of glass breaking caught her attention, stopping in her tracks she looked around the empty corridor for employees before hesitantly placing her ear against the office door.

“Just get on your knees and help me out for once in your fucking life”

“I help you all the time, Eric. You act as if I don’t do anything for you, I basically run this bar while you run around with your human whores.”

“That’s the biggest lie of the year”

“Fine, fuck you. I’m leaving”

“You try leaving and I’ll make sure you don’t sit for a week.”

Jessica frowned at the conversation and waited for the sound of glass being swept into the trash but her jaw fell as the sound of a zipper being pulled found her ears instead.

“Mmm, good girl”

Clasping her hand over her mouth, Jessica tried to suppress a shocked laugh as she listened in to the vampire couple and found that she enjoyed listening.

“It’s grown so big, Eric… what am I supposed to do with it?”

“Just hold it, stroke it a little and see what it does.”

Jessica felt heat building between her thighs and closed her eyes as she pictured Eric and Pam in a lustful situation

“Oh hey, Jess!” Ginger called out

Wincing in surprise, Jessica fell into the door and watched in horror as the office met her eyes but she frowned in confusion at the scene in front of her.

“Jessica, what a surprise” Pam rolled her eyes and looked up at Eric as she held a white cat in her arms. An unzipped pink cat carrier by her feet.

Eric stared down at the redhead with a smirk, a knowing look in his eyes that sent embarrassment shooting through the young vampire.

“Do you want to pet Pam’s pussy or are you busy petting your own?” he arched a brow and Pam smiled widely, winking at Bill’s shamed progeny.

“Oh my god” standing to her feet, Jessica turned to leave feeling like an idiot as Eric and Pam laughed after her. 

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Catch Me If You Can

Slipping her tongue out to lick the dry cracks within her bottom lip, Pam frowned in concentration and carefully stepped up onto the unstable railing of the balcony outside her bedroom window.

The cool summer’s breeze tickled the smooth plains of her bare legs, her night dress riding up her thighs as she stood with her arms spread wide. Closing her eyes, she smiled and felt the adrenaline shoot through her veins.

Bending her knees, she leaped forward and began to freefall like a fallen angel. Butterflies swarmed her stomach, her long blonde curls whipping her face and as she waited for the cold concrete to connect with her body she was startled by two arms binding around her waist.

“What the fuck are you playing at, do you want your brains smeared across the roses?” the angered tone of her maker growled in her ear as he flew back up to the balcony.

“Eric, I thought you went to meet with Godric!” she grumbled, placing her little hands over his she rolled her eyes as he led her into her bedroom.

“I did, now do you care to explain yourself?”

“I was trying to fly, obviously it didn’t work because you swooped in and grabbed me like the flying pervert you are.”

Smirking with humour dancing in his eyes, Eric pressed his fingers beneath her chin and kissed her lips

“You’re too young to fly, Pam” he sighed, tapping her nose with an arched brow “If I hadn’t had caught you in time, you’d have left a bloody mess for me to clean up. Stick to the things you’re good at, like pleasing your perverted maker” he purred into her ear with a smirk and kissed her cheek.

Pam laughed and encircled his neck with her arms, allowing him to lift her into his arms. Nuzzling his throat, she smiled against his skin

“I knew you were watching me, and I deliberately jumped to see what you would do” she whispered with a grin, kissing his collar bone. 

“You are a little fucking brat, Pam” he huffed through her chuckling and carried her to the coffin in his bedroom. 

[aqueenandherachillesheel]

by ~xxTearsICryxx

My Dearest Pam, If you’re reading this, I’ve died the true death, and it’s time to be a Maker, Sweetheart. Please don’t fret, you will be amazing. I know so. You are just like me. I’m writing this for many reasons, and one reason is to tell you exactly what you mean to me. Pamela, when I first cast my eyes upon you that night over three-hundred years ago, I knew you were the one who should accompany me in this life. You were to be mine. I loved you before I knew you. Your attitude is part of the reason I made you. I’d always enjoyed arguments. I would also like you to know that Sookie was a way to keep my mind off of you. When I was with S

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[paricfanfiction]

Author: Sanning

Eric self-combusted on a Swedish mountain top while sunbathing in his birthday suit. Pam went to go find him. Does she find him? What will happen to our favourite vamp duo?

[veraevans]

A new smutty Paric fic I wrote tonight, feel free to read ;)