Learned It From Him (18+)

Learned It From Him (18+)

Pairing: Charles Blackwood x Reader

Summary: Present day AU. Charles and some bad chick. Who is the crazier of the two? Who is more demented? Who gonna be the first to pop off?

A/N: It’s not specific enough to be a first person in particular.

I ran bloody fingertips down an off-white hallway and when I passed the framed artwork, in gold gaudy frames, I ran my hands over them too and smirked. I learned it from him. That look. Head straight on but eyes looming under strong eyebrows. The kind of pissed off face that makes others feel inferior and weak and stupid and pathetic. Then the smirk. Quick slide of the cheek and lips high on one side and as soon as it appears, it’s gone.

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Beautiful and Damned 4- Heart Of Ice [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My loves, your great feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Warmth turns cold fast.

Word Count: 3191

Warnings: None.

You could barely see Geralt in the following days. Aside from when he had come to your room to get Ciri after that first night, your parents had basically drowned you in court duties. Your days were almost the same lately, attending to your duties, helping your mother plan a feast, dealing with Fin’s moods and calming him down about his potential marriage and at night Geralt was going into the woods to hunt down the monsters.

Which left you no time to see him, other than when you were surrounded by people.

Not that you could do anything even if you were alone anyway.

But to say that you were frustrated would be almost underestimation.

“Is Fin really getting married?” Ciri asked you as you raised your head from the needlework.

“Hm?”

“Fin. Is he getting married soon?”

You heaved a sigh, then put the embroidery down. Your mother had this bright idea to have you prepare some beautiful looking designs to put over the guests’ beds, so naturally, you had been suffering for days.

You would much rather go back to your sketches.

“It’s just a visit.”

“But will he meet his future wife?”

“She’s not coming,” you shook your head, “Not this time anyway. It’s just some ambassadors.”

“Still, he will marry her?”

You pressed your lips together, “Probably yes,” you muttered, and Ciri sucked in a breath.

“He doesn’t look happy about that.”

“That’s understandable. Not having a choice is the worst thing in the world, if you ask me.”

“But not you, right?”

“Not me?”

“They won’t marry you off?”

You felt your heart drop, “I-“ you started, but thankfully someone knocked on the door, then opened it when you told them to come in.

And just like that, your heartbeat got faster.

“Princess,” Geralt greeted you, “Come on Ciri.”

Ciri pulled her brows together, “I’m busy.”

“You’re just sitting there.”

She heaved a sigh, then shot you a look as if she wanted your help but you raised your hands, gesturing surrender.

“I’ll see you later.”

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tapestry 👑 XXXIII

Warnings: dark elements, sex

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The reader says goodbye.

Note: So this is the end. I hope you all enjoyed having this adventure with me. It wouldn’t have been possible without you. The response was amazing and I loved all the discussion around king Thot and Lord Barnacle. Super fun! I love you all and I hope this ending lends you a little comfort… maybe I’ll find it in me to do a sequel one day or maybe we’ll just leave it at this. But I’m happy with what I’ve done and that’s good enough for me. Hope you enjoy.<3

Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply! Love ya!

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That night, Steven sat by the bed but would not lay down. He was convinced there was a plot against him; against you; against his unborn child. He watched over you as you tried to sleep though your stomach and the life within you barely allowed for that. And the vision of the bloodied woman cradled in your skirts; the king standing above. You had done that.

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Apartment 8c - Chapter 1

Telling the Kids About Your Separation

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Summary: college au. you and bucky are the closest of friends, the most functional of roommates, and… exes. but just because it didn’t work out romantically doesn’t mean he has to move out! it’s not like he’s so deeply in love that he can barely breathe. totally not in love. at all. not even a little. maybe. 

Pairing: bucky x reader

Warnings: language

A/N: SHE’S BACK, LADIES. the only tag list i’m using is the permanent one, nothing specifically for this series sorry!

“You guys said it wouldn’t last…” 

Natasha looks between the two of you. Steve’s beer is at his lips but he doesn’t take a sip. Wanda’s fingers pause in the bowl of popcorn she’s placed in her lap. Only Sam has a visibly emotional reaction. 

He’s on the verge of bursting— maybe in frustration as the two of you are blocking the television, maybe in laughter. 

It doesn’t help that you’ve hidden your hands behind your back. Nor does it help that you and Bucky are both grinning like giddy idiots while you stare at your friends who now sit with pin-straight postures on the sectional in your living room.

“And you were right!” you shout once several awkward beats have passed. 

There is a loud POP! when you bring your hands forward to twist the bottom of a party popper, iridescent confetti falling over the coffee table and tangling itself in Natasha’s hair, and a triple air horn sound effect cuts through the silence when Bucky opens the app on his phone. 

The two of you are laughing and high-fiving one another, but the four before you continue staring. 

That is, until longsuffering Sam— fingers pressed into his temples— speaks. “You called us over here to tell us you broke up?” 

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Call Me Daddy

Pairing: Charles Blackwood x reader

Warnings: None really, Daddy kink mentioned, sex mentioned

Words: 349

a/n: I don’t know why but I struggled so hard with this.  I wanted to make it be so good, but it just doesn’t feel like it’s the best. I’m sorry.  Hopefully, you will like it.

Charles insisted that you always call him daddy, no matter the situation. You were just used to it at this point you didn’t think twice about it.

That’s how you found yourself in a peculiar and, yeah a bit uncomfortable situation. Charles was meeting your parents for the first time. They had been asking to meet him for some time, and after three months together, you decided it was time to give in. 

You gathered around the dinner table with Charles, your parents, sister and her family, and your brother.  Things were going great, everyone seemed to really like Charles, but then who wouldn’t with him being such a charmer. 

Everyone around the table was having different conversations, loudly until the moment happened. Charles leaned over and asked you to pass him the basket of rolls. Without thinking, you said, “Sure, daddy,” and reached for the basket. Everything came to a screeching halt, that you could hear a pin drop moment.

You couldn’t keep from blushing as you handed the basket over to Charles who was smirking.  You kicked him under the table and resumed your conversation with your nephew who was sitting next to you.  You mentally held your breath until finally conversation resumed.  

You made the mistake of glancing across the table and seeing your brother, sister and her husband barely containing their laughter.  You didn’t even chance a glance at your parents, not wanting to see their expressions.  You heard Charles talking to them as though nothing had happened. 

The rest of the evening went off without a hitch, your parents telling you as you were leaving how much they liked Charles and inviting you both back.  You settled into the car for the drive home, having gone a few miles lost in thought when Charles chuckled.

“What are you laughing about?”

“You should have seen your parents faces.”

“I’m very glad I didn’t, thank you very much.”

“Seriously, I think your mom-”

You cut him off quickly.  “If daddy wants to have any kind of sex ever again, he won’t finish that sentence,” you threatened.

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Violent Delights

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Synopsis: Tony finds out about your relationship with Peter and forces you to break up. You tell yourself what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, but it ends up hurting you

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Keeping things from your father wasn’t easy, but you’d managed to hide the fact you were dating Peter for exactly 78 days, four hours, and twelve minutes.

Kisses were exchanged in FRIDAY’s blind spots and you’d only hold hands out of sight or when you were alone. Your dad knew you and Peter were close friends, so he didn’t question the date nights, though he didn’t know they were dates, or the frequent trips to each other’s rooms. Being with Peter was amazing on its own, but keeping it a secret made it exhilarating. As much as you loved it, you knew your time as a secret couple wouldn’t last forever. The other Avengers were getting suspicious. There had been too many instances of you falling asleep on Peters shoulder during a movie or Peter mysteriously having lipstick on his lips for them not to notice. Despite their suspicions, no one said anything. 

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