I Can Help

I can help

Summary: Y/N wants to help Klaus. There is only one way left.

Warnings: slow burn. Swearing. Mentions of drug use. Drug withdrawal.

A/n: it’s not as long as I wanted, but here you go.

Word count: 1764

The wind was blowing through your hair. Standing outside your home opposite the Academy, you rolled your eyes as the screams from the siblings increased and pierced through the air.

”DIEGO I PROMISE THIS TIME WILL BE DIFFERENT” you could hear Klaus pleading with his brother.

”YOU SAY THAT EVERY.SINGLE. GODDAMN. TIME. KLAUS.” Diego has had enough of this. You could hear it in his voice. The torment of watching Klaus trying to get sober and falling off the wagon. Getting sober for a month and the cycle continues over and over.

You had been best friends with Klaus and Diego Hargreeves since you were ten years old. You moved in across the street from them. You still remember the first time you met them.

Getting out of the car you looked up at your new massive house. It was a mansion. Standing on the sidewalk, you twirled around and took in your new surroundings. Noticing the casino opposite yours, you saw an engraving on the gate. The letter H. Hargreaves you thought to yourself. You had seen the impressive six children with superpowers on the news. But you never imagined being this close to them. Looking up the building, you saw two faces, two pair of eyes glaring at you. Looking into your soul. The moment you caught their gaze, they swiftly moved away from the window. Chuckling to yourself you went back to unpacking.

It took a whole three days for the boys to say something to you. You were at a corner shop, getting some food for your mom. The boys stormed in. Noticed your presence and stopped dead in their tracks.

”hi,” the taller one said.

You nodded. Acknowledging them both. ”I’m Klaus.”

”y/n” the other boy blushed and tried to hide his face from you.

It was from that day on that those two boys. Number 2 and number 4 became your best friends.

Standing outside and shivering in the cold Autumn breeze, you debated crossing the road and talking to the brothers.

Signing, you crossed the road and knocked on the Hargreeves front door.

Pogo answered the door.

”Miss Y/L/N. How lovely to see you this afternoon. Come in.” moving to the side, the loyal companion to the family moved to the front and ushered you.

Walking into the front room. You took a seat on the couch. Heavy footsteps could be heard above you as Pogo swiftly appeared in the room.

”Can I get you anything Miss Y/L/N.”

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Psyche

Dark!Steve x Reader

Steve’s submissive betrays him to his worst enemy. 

Word count: 5100 Warnings: 18+, dark!Steve, dark!Bucky, mention of non-con/former abuse, sub!reader turned dark!reader, dub-con, cuckolding, smut Some liberties were taken with Greek mythology, no Endgame spoilers 

Steve had been in worse situations before, but rarely had his cock gotten him into them. 

You were so sweet once: a fresh-faced intern at Avenger’s Tower, a college graduate on the cusp of adulthood. You were so eager to please. So easy to manipulate. 

Captain America, the hero, offered to give you a ride home one day after you were leaving the office late. He insisted it was too dangerous for a pretty girl like you out on the street so late. You preened at the compliment and agreed. What could be the harm?

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tapestry 👑 II

Warnings: eventual dark elements (tags to be added as fic continues)

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 finds herself drawn into courtly intrigue.

Note: Here’s part 2. I’m having fun and I have so many ideas for this. Yes, this is inspired by lots of medieval shows like the Tudor and the White Queen etc. but this will be 100% gratuitous whatever I want it to be so hold onto to your panties. I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply! Love ya!

Rose played with the pearl at her throat. You watched her fingers as she toyed with the small orb. The queen’s voice filled the small chambers as she read the poem in a gentle rhythm. You hadn’t caught enough words to string them together. 

You tore your eyes away and watched your hands smooth out your charcoal coloured skirts. Your drab attire stuck out grossly among the pale silks and rich satins. You father loathed your plainness, your insistence on simplicity. But he hadn’t enough money for seamstresses and you made your own dresses or altered your sister’s worn garments. You didn’t mind simple. You didn’t need beading or gilted embroidery. No pearl or jewel hung at your throat.

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I want the reader to “accidentally” throw Norine and/or Steve off the roof and run away with the servants. Steven suck my ass.

Wicked Game | Three

Dark!Bucky Barnes x Reader, backround Dark!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Victorian AU. While trying to go on with your life, the manor takes a tighter hold on your body and soul.

Words: 8.813.

Warnings: dubcon, explicit sexual content (oral sex, fingering, dirty talk,) cheating, swearing.

A/N: This story has dubious sexual consent, as the reader doesn’t quite understand what’s happening, and if this kind of content makes you uncomfortable or bothers you, please just walk away and ignore this story.

Eternal thanks to @its–fandom–darling for being my beta again. I don’t know what I would do without you <3

I think is painfully obvious that english isn’t my first language, so if you see any mistakes in the narration is because of that. Please let me know what do you think! The credit of the gif goes for it’s respective owner.

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Finally, your mother and brother’s letters arrived one afternoon with a sweaty servant who walked under the sun for a couple of hours just to bring them to you. If standing up didn’t hurt so much, you would have kissed him.

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Forever Yours

Pairing: 1940s!Bucky x Reader

Warnings: SAPPY AS HELL, Fluff, Angst, War References

Summary: Two lovebirds exchange letters during the War.

Written to this song on repeat. Enjoy!

June 16, 1943

Hey sweetheart,

It’s been 19 hours since I kissed you goodbye, but I’ll never forget the dress you wore to the docks. You took my breath away! Nearly tempted me to do something I shouldn’t have… at least not without permission, and we can’t have that, can we? 

I’ve just gotta see you in a white dress again, sugar. Mark my words, as soon as I come home, I’m gonna have a long talk with your parents. Gotta ask ‘em properly. I just wish I could have done it before I left. You would have said no, though, wouldn’t you? Until I’m yours for good, not government issue. My girl’s just too smart to get tied down without thinking it through! That’s one reason out of a thousand why I love you.

I know how upset you were that you couldn’t send me off with a smile, but I’m a little happy that those tears were for me. I’m the luckiest man in the world to be able to say that you’re mine.

Miss you already.

Bucky

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