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Travels // tf2 sniper x reader

 Warning: one shot turn nsfw, swearing. I didn’t edit it, so there will be mistakes

You sat, bored, in the passanger seat of Sniper’s beat up camper van. You had been on the road since the day before and would not get to your destination until the day after. The road stretched endlessly in front of the van and you closed your eyes, wanting to look at something more interesting than the grey tarmac and the plain outback.

You where travelling to the next assignment place, the administrator had helicopter travelling arrangements for everyone but one. Seeing as sniper was already driving to the location, a name was pulled of a hat to go with him, unfortunately it was yours. ‘What bloody luck’ you thought, imagining that the rest of your team mates where already settled and ordering pizza. 

“Oi, wake up” a voice said, pushing you. You jumped as Sniper chuckled at your response. “We are stopping for the night” You nodded, watching the sun slowly set as sniper pulled over and stopped the car.

“You could have been a little gentler” you said as the van came to an abrupt stop. “She’s used to it” Sniper said, tapping the front of the dash with his hand. ”There’s a good girl” he said to the car. You side eyed him at his weird display of affection and got out of the passenger seat. You stretched, your whole body complained at the length of time you had been sitting for. For a moment you enjoyed the fresh air before turning and entering the main part of the camper van. 

 “What food to you have” you ask sniper as he unlocked the main part of the caravan.

“Cans” Sniper said. “Oi don’t want to go hunting” he took his hat, placing it on the hook on the back of the door while you tried to find the cans he was referring to. 

 “Crocodile chunks?” you ask, taking the can in question out. 

“It’s nutritious” sniper said, taking his jacket and shirt off, you look away, concentrating on reading the can’s information. You feel a figure behind you as sniper reaches over you to grab a packet of some kind of tea. You give him a tentative look as he places his kettle on the stove, he was wearing a white vest, showing off his tanned arms, they where quite muscly and tanned which surprised you, you had taken sniper to have quite a lanky build. Sniper looked at you staring at him and gave you a wink, you looked away, embarrassed and flushing pink as sniper smirked. You focused on finding something to eat, trying to ignore sniper as he sat down at the table, watching you. After a little while you found something which looked half decent and you busy yourself trying to heat it up, feeling sniper’s eyes always on your back.  

You light the camp stove, open the can and find a pan to heat the contents of the can up. The van was silent and you felt so awkward as you stirred the food “So uhh” you mumble, trying to break the silence. 

“How far are we from the new base?” you ask, poking the food. 

“What a stupid question, you had the map” Sniper muttered. The van fell into silence again. “But probably another half day” sniper said after a while.  You nodded, feeling more awkward than ever as you put your food in a bowl and found cutlery. You sat opposite Sniper who eyed you and the food.

“I made enough for two” you said, smiling shyly and placing a second fork on the table. Sniper nodded in appreciation and forked the contents of the bowl. You both ate in silence, your face still red. You tried to ignore the silence and the growing cold of the van as night fell.  You shivered, the hot day had turned into a cold night.

“Cold sheila?” Sniper asked. 

 “Just a little” you reply, finishing your final mouthful of food. 

Sniper frowns. “The bed is warm” he said, picking up the crockery and rinsing it out. Timidly you climb the ladder and pull yourself onto the bed which overlooked the van’s living space. The bed was a little larger than a single, and had a little window looking out at the pitch black desert. The only lights where the stars and the moon which winked down at you. You stare at the view, trying to pick out certain constellations and name the stars. 

“Stargazing Shelia?” a Sniper asked, he had climbed up the ladder and started to pull himself onto the bed, you moved slightly so he could properly get onto it. He had removed his trousers, leaving on his red boxers. You quickly look away and stare back out at the view.   

“The stars are so clear” you murmur, ripping your eyes away from the view and turning to sniper as he nodded. “So” you start, frowning as sniper looks up at you. he had laid down, leaving only a small strip for you to lie in, this meant you would have to half lay on the gangly New Zealander. 

“Don’t be shy darlin” he said with a smirk as you contemplate on how you where going to lie down. “You aren’t heavy” he smirked. You nodded, laying down on your side, trying not to touch sniper, you where sure that your face was the shade of your red uniform, feeling embarrassed and slightly turned on at how close you where to him. 

Sniper pulled over the blanket and you sigh, you felt so unconfutable, wedged between sniper and the wall, however, you dared touch him or move, feeling like a spark would strike you down if you did. You however could feel yourself getting warmer and warmer, you felt like a little radiator.

“Warm?” a gruff voice asked, he turned to you, his face was so close to yours.

“A little” you murmur, pulling off some of the blanket.

“I’ll help” Sniper said, pulling you toward him and placing his hand at the back of your lose trousers, skilfully he pulled them down. “Sniper!” you squeak. 

“Don’t give me that love” he almost growled, his hand hovering on your arse, now only your pants being between you and his hand. “I saw you staring, you where not just hot and bothered from the weather” he smirked, gripping your arse in his hand. 

You where lost for words “I-I-I” you stammer, your head becoming blank from his actions. 

“Don’t deny it” sniper quipped “I knew you chose this outfit just to get to me” 

You smirked slightly “You caught me” you said.

“Oh you bitch” he muttered. “You gave me a hard on for half of that bloody drive”

“That was the plan” you said. 

“Are you going to let me shag ya, or are you just giving me blue balls?” sniper asked, his hand starting to move up, you could feel his hard cock pressed against you.

“I’ll think about it” you said, a smirk forming on your lips.

“Enough with the cheek” Sniper snapped, “Give me an answer. Now.” he demanded. 

“You have obviously been tortured for so long” you drone “surely another few seconds wouldn’t matter” 

With that sniper had enough, he pushes you into the wall and kisses you. You kiss back, feeling his teeth nip at your bottom lip. His hand goes up and grabs your boob, pulling you ever closer to himself. You moan slightly into his mouth as he moves away his lips and hands. 

“Move” he ordered, pulling you under him so that he was on top. Quickly he rips of your shirt, bra and pulls down your pants. “gorgeous” he muttered, taking little time in removing his own boxers. His dick was thick and already dribbling precum just at the sight of you. Giving you one more look he lowers his head to kiss and nip at your neck and collar, leaving little marks before putting his lips back to yours and thrusting into you. You groan into his mouth, feeling his hard member enter you. 

“You are going to scream for me, aren’t you Sheila?” he said into your ear. You nodded, moaning as he starts to thrust faster into you and you feel one hand go down to rub your clit. You close your eyes as he does this, being overwhelmed by the 6′‘1 man who had taken your body completely as his.

“You can be louder than that” Sniper muttered, “There is none but me to hear you”

You nodded, answering his request with a louder moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure. “There’s my girl” he said, groaning loudly. “You are going to make me cum so quickly by how gorgeous you are”

You grin at the compliment, grabbing his back and scratching it with your nails in response to his thrusting, you could feel his dick throbbing in you, he was close and you knew it. 

“Are you close?” he muttered, his fingers still moving circles on your clit. 

You groan a yes, and after a few more moments of his thrusting and rubbing you came, moaning. Sniper groaned at this, leaving your clit and grabbing your hair as he pulled out of you and came on your stomach. 

“Fuck” he moaned, closing his eyes and tightening his grip on your hair. After a moment he loosened his grip and sighed in pleasure and satisfaction. He slowly got from above you, grabbing his vest and clearing up the cum he had left on you. There was a lot. 

“I needed a good fuck” was the first thing which came out of sniper’s mouth.  You smiled as he chucked the vest on the floor and moved you so that you laid on his chest. 

“I am glad I helped” you said, feeling is heartbeat slow down.

Sniper smirked, placing his arms around you, slowly moving his fingers up and down your side.  “You definitely did” he said, stopping his movements as you both feel asleep.

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Drinking game for Hannibal (2001) movie

I haven't seen a drinking game for this movie and it is one of my favourite horrors. If you want to do every single one you may get very drunk. So choose your favourites!

Hannibal: Take a drink:

- Hannibal kills someone  - Every time he alludes to killing people - When he flirts with Clarice - Take a good swig when you catch a glimpse of his chest hair and when you see his dogs are barking (his feet are shown) - He gives someone a look that they will be killed very soon

Starling: Take a drink:

- When she is sexualised by other characters. Take two if it is anyone other than Krendler (main creepy dude) - When she is put down/ignored by superiors   - When she is a badass bitch

Verger:  Take a drink:

- Every he says “Cordell” - When he acts creepy (personal opinion) - Take a good swig when he says “The boys” (in reference to his piggies)

Pazzi: Take a drink:

- When he is a simp - When he does something stupid based on greed - Each time he is made fun of by Hannibal, and take a good swig when Hannibal slaps his shoulder with his hand in the lecture.

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Excuse me but that's my emotional support dickhead

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Games // Thrawn x reader

"So tell me again, what is this game you are playing" Thrawn said, watching as you played the game on your phone.

"It is just a strategy game" you said, pressing to attack another player.

"I see, what do you gain from it?" he asked.

"More loot" you said.

"I mean in real life"

"Oh, nothing" you said, sticking out your tongue slightly as you attacked the base. "But maybe some serotonin, and maybe money if you win tournaments."

"I see" Thrawn said, watching you attack the person, interest starting to linger in his eyes. He did enjoy strategy, and it seemed like he could practise his skills on the game. Thrawn pulled out his data pad and searched the game. He found it and created an account, a thoughtful look on his face.

It had been a couple of days since Thrawn had downloaded the game. You walked into your shared quarters and sat beside your partner on the bed, relaxing and having a peak at what he was doing, your jaw dropped. His base looked like it was level 90.

"You downloaded it?" you asked, looking at the man.

"I did, fascinating how it works"

"How are you already level 90?" you asked, impressed.

"I think you call it, grinding?" he murmured, "I also invested credits so I can gain more resources to better attack and defend my base.

"How much credits did you spend?" you asked, raising your eyebrows.

"Only a few hundred" he said in his usual cool voice.

"A few hundred?" you asked, shocked.

"My investing has paid off my dear, do not fret," he said, clicking on the rankings. "I am the top of the leaderboard of this star destroyer"

You stared at the screen, confused, but there was his user name "Grand_Admiral" at the top with a gold trophy next to it.

"I hope that I will soon be at the top of the leaderboard for the galaxy and beat the player JediKnight501" he said smoothly, pressing on the galaxy leaderboard and there at the top sat JediKnight501.

"I wonder who that is" you murmured,

"Most likely the force user Ahsoka Tano" Thrawn said, pressing to see the base of JediKnight501. It was very advanced, no wonder it was number one.

"Good luck with that" you said, smiling. "I will carry on at my meager level 50"

Thrawn smirked, looking at your base and seeing how it could be improved, putting out his hand he took your phone and edited your base as you watched on. His fingers did quick work of redesigning and he gave it back to you. "I believe that my design decrease your unsuccessful defending by around 60%"

"Thanks" you said, looking at the improved base design.

"Of course" Thrawn said, placing his datapad down on the side.

"I must go back to the bridge" you nodded, watching Thrawn go, a smile on your face at how motivated he was with the random game.

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Yandere alphabet for Severus

Warning: Yandere

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Severus shows his love through looks, long and tight hugs, potions he makes just for you and being more gentle toward you. Because Severus is not the best at showing love and affection, it will not get very intense, only if he is feeling very emotional which only happens sometimes.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Severus would do anything for you, he would use sectumsempra, bleeding someone who wants to hurt you and come home, blood dripping from his clothes and hair, both his and the person's. No matter who it is, a fellow death eater, a muggle, he will do whatever it takes to protect you

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Severus would treat you well, he loves you so much that he wishes to keep you for himself. He would only hurt your feelings if he was angry and would not know better, not having someone as close as you before. He will not understand if he hurt your feelings, however, he would feel angry with himself if he hurt you.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling's will?

Sometimes Severus will slip potions into your food or drinks to make you feel better or make you well if you are ill. Apart from that, Severus would not do anything against your will.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

At the start, Severus is very closed and will not tell you anything about his past. However, as time goes on, Severus will tell you everything about his childhood, trauma and past.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Severus would feel sad and be angry that you would not want to stay with him. He would consider slipping a love potion into your food to keep you docile for him.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

Severus doesn't really enjoy you trying to escape, it hurts him, as he has a terrible fear of abandonment. He would be angry and give you the silent treatment and might slip potions into your food or drink.

Hell: What would be their darling's worst experience with them?

The silent treatment. Severus is very good at giving you the silent treatment and sometimes you don't even know why. This will make you feel even more alone than you have ever been, Severus not listening if you ask for help, food or water until you beg for his forgiveness.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Severus just wants you to stay with him, your future is with him. You are his, his stress relief, his love. The future is unknown and he will take one step at a time with you

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Severus gets jealous, although he does not say. Severus will, with his worry of being abandoned will stare at a person who is the reason for the jealousy, anger in his eyes. If you reciprocate, Severus will give you the silent treatment for as long as he sees fit.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Severus acts more gentle around you, he lets go of his walls to protect himself and he melts into your person.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

He was awkward to approach you, meeting you in school, you became friends, however, you lost contact. When you become a professor at Hogwarts, Severus is even more awkward but approaches you with memories of school.

Mask: Are their true colours drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Inside, Severus is quite sad and needs someone to be with like you. He can open up to you, show his kinder and gentler side which he hides to protect himself from those who want to hurt him.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Silent treatment, Severus can not talk to you or even react to your voice if you have been bad. This makes you frustrated and angry at Severus, however, he will not talk until he believes it is right. Severus will also if you agree, with sex, tying you up and fucking you until you apologise and spew forgiveness from your quivering mouth.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Not many, he will want to make sure that you do not leave him or hurt him. The ring which he have you has a little tracker inside so he knows where you are so he can make sure you are safe and not in places you should not be.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

It depends, on some things like your worries he is very patient, however, if you get annoyed at him, don't do as he says or try to leave, Severus is not at all patient with you.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

It will be hard for Severus to move on. Like with Lily, he will feel his heartbreak in two. He will spend a lot of time grieving and being unable to believe that you are gone.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Slightly, however, he believes that you being with him is more important than you being free and without him.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

His childhood, worry of isolation and people leaving him. Therefore, he wants to make sure that you will always stay with him by taking you to be his.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Severus will not know what to do, having never have had to look after someone who is giving off these emotions. He will at first withdraw from you and then, when you do not stop will hold you until you stop.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Severus does not show how in love he is with you, he keeps it inside him and only shows it after a while of you two being together.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

When he gives you the silent treatment, he will not even look at you, allowing you to escape from him. He also gives you freedoms, and if you take the ring off he would find it harder to find you.

Wit's end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

In sex he will bite you, but apart from that, Severus would not want to hurt you, he adores you and would never want to see you hurt, especially by himself.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Severus adores you, your kindness and personality being a draw for him. He wishes to keep you and have your love all to himself, therefore he will very much revere you as a perfect and beautiful being which he wishes to keep as his.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Years and years. Severus is not good at understanding his emotions and it will take him a while to take you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

He may, when he is taken up entirely by emotion, then when he realises what he has done he will break himself by the emotion of what he did to you. He will try and make you better and happy again with him.

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Vide Cor Meum // Hannibal X Reader Part 2

This is part 2 of Vide Cor Meum

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Hannibal sat in the small hotel room he had rented. He was thinking of how he could become more permanently part of Florence which would fulfil his interests. The idea of the library crossed his mind, the elderly librarian who did not do a very good job in looking after the important Palazzo Library was nothing but a nuisance to all who knew him. Hannibal smiled, his plan falling into place in his mind.

Another meeting came and went and again, you and Doctor Fell were the last people in the room, the other scholars leaving for other things. You smiled at the Doctor as he put on his white hat and picked up his many papers.

"A very interesting debate" you said, picking up your own things.

"Thought provoking to say the least" Doctor Fell echoed, sending you a smile. "I may accept your offer late"

"My offer?" you ask.

"Do you not remember asking me for coffee?" Doctor Fell asked.

"Oh, yes, of course" you said, grinning, slightly flustered. Doctor Fell gently smiled in response and followed you out of the building.

"I am unfortunately not fully aware of the best places in Florence for coffee" Doctor Fell said.

"Caffe degli Artigiani is a rather good" you said, guiding the man through the streets of Florence a short way to a cafe that looked over a tiny square. It was only a short walk that rested in comfortable silence as you walked together through the tight streets of Florence.

"So" you said, you were the first person to break the silence now you had both sat and had ordered drinks. "You are obviously not a native of Italy, are you from America? Eastern Europe?"

"I have spent some time in America" Doctor Fell. "But what about you?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. "You are not a native either, are you?"

"You are correct" you said, "I am from the United Kingdom"

"Oh yes, I have enjoyed many good meals there" Doctor Fell said.

You smiled, and you fell into silence as the drinks were placed on the table.

"Tell me (y/n), do you believe in God?" he asked, looking at you over his cup.

You were slightly taken aback by this so deep of a question but decided to take it anyway, thinking for a moment you answered. "It depends" you said slowly. "God is real to those who believe them to be so, the thought of them brings comfort to many who suffer, so I would say yes, I do believe in God as an idea and thought which brings inspiration and comfort to those who believe in him" you said. Hannibal watched you, intrigued at your answer, his coffee in his hand.

"A very thought-provoking answer" he mused, a small twinkle in his eye. "How then would you explain for those who suffer who believe in God?"

"There is a part of free will in suffering" you said.

"But what about cases, such as when a church roof collapsed on those who were worshipping?" Hannibal asked, tapping his cup slightly. "Therefore it gives us two conclusions, either there is no God, or that God is a murderer"

You sighed, "You have stumped me Doctor Fell" you said, a small smile on your lips.

Hannibal looked back at you, his eyes twinkling and his tongue sliding against the top of his teeth. "You are very interesting to talk to" Hannibal said. "But I do agree, the idea of God has led to both things of beauty and destruction, wasn't it the crusaders who believed they had their God's blessing before invading lands which they had never known beforehand"

"I agree" you said. "On one hand it has caused the crusades and witch trials, however, the idea of God set influences for art, music and literature which are still alive today. You can trace back pop music to the Gregorian chants, created to celebrate God" Hannibal sipped his drink, his interest growing. "I prefer to focus on the good, as you can most likely tell" you said, with a smile. Hannibal sent you back a smile. You noticed that it was one a twinkle, but also something else which you could not think what it would be. You shrugged it off, taking another sip of your drink and looking around the cafe.

"They do good food here also" you said, changing the subject completely from the heavy topic you were discussing.

"I shall make a note" Hannibal said, not looking around, instead he was thinking. You reminded him a bit of Clarice, always looking for the good, he wondered if you would squirm the same way as Clarice. On another hand, you also reminded him of Mischa. His wonderful sister was a person of pure innocence and kindness. For the three times you had talked, Hannibal seemed to already sussed you out, meanwhile, you haven't a clue of who Doctor Fell really was and his true nature under it.

"Bach" Hannibal said, breaking the silence that had fallen.

"What about him?" you ask, lowering your cup.

"He is a prime example of a composer who had been inspired by an idea of God"

You nodded in agreement. "Bach's music is wonderful, especially his Mass in B minor. I have had the pleasure once to listen to it live"

"A pleasure indeed" Hannibal echoed. "Although I have never heard that particular piece of choral music live, I have enjoyed St Matthew's passion" You nodded, smiling. You were glad that you and Hannibal found some further common ground between you both, it was nice to find someone too easy to talk to and such interesting company.

"Have you met Patrizia Fubini?" you asked. "He is the librarian at the Capponi Library"

"I have not" Hannibal lied. He actually had met the man and found him annoying and idiotic, not at all worthy of having the title of a librarian.

"He has not been to meetings because he is quite ill" you said quietly. "I have kept in contact with him as he is my uncle and I always tell him what we discuss in the meetings." you frowned, sighing slightly. "He had a stroke just a couple of weeks ago and he is only now able to walk properly." Hannibal cocked his head and watched as you sighed, sadness overtaking you a little. "I am glad that he is on the mend and will return to his duties soon" Hannibal nodded, taking another sip of his drink and watching you, waiting for you to carry on. "I am sure you would like Patrizia Doctor Fell" you said, "he enjoys discussing questions on God and philosophy."

"I will look forward to meeting him" Hannibal said, his head still slightly cocked, he watched you with interest, how you reacted when worried about someone you loved. "Now" Hannibal said, swigging the rest of his drink. "It has been nice to spend some time with you, however, I must depart"

"Ah yes" you said, drinking the rest of yours and standing. "Where are you staying Doctor?" you asked.

"Not to far" Hannibal said.

"I live with a view over the river Arno" you said as Hannibal placed some money down on the table and you walked out together into the street. He nodded, tipping his hat as a goodbye before walking down one of the streets. You watched him go before walking down another street toward your flat, Doctor Fell's questions still buzzing in your mind.

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Vide Cor Meum // Hannibal X Reader Part 1

This is a fanfic for Hannibal, set after silence of the lambs and at the start of Hannibal the movie.

Vide Cor Meum, a story about Dante and Beatrice. That was what the group of prestigious scholars and other researchers were discussing Dante's La Vita Nuova and the new adaptation into opera.

A new member had joined the group, the name doctor fell. He seemed a pleasant man, understanding the complexities of the story and opera. You seemed to hit it off in the conversation, Doctor Fell agreeing with most of what you had to say which was a change, as you and your ideas were usually shut down by other members. This was because you were the youngest there, meaning you were always looked down upon.

"So doctor, what brought you to Florence?" you asked, a small smile on your face.

"My interests" Doctor Fell said, placing his hat onto his head and flashing you a small smile.

"and what may they be?" you asked, smiling back.

"the fine arts" he said, placing some papers into his bag. "Art, literature, music" you hummed as he picked up his bag. "I must ask why as one as young as yourself is here"

"the same as you, doctor" you said with a smile. "I also enjoy learning and to discuss the fine arts"

"I wonder what we also have in common" he said with a little wink.

"I do also" you said, smiling. "Maybe we can discuss that over some coffee? Or some wine if you are feeling so inclined"

Doctor Fell gave you a smile, adjusting his hat. "I would take up your offer, however, I do have some business to attend to" he gave you a slight smirk. "I will look forward to the next meeting"

"Quite" you said, watching as Doctor Fell walked out of the large room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. He was quite dashing, the new Doctor Fell, he seemed to know exactly what to say and how to say it, a man like himself must have a wife or a husband. You rolled your eyes at your thoughts of Doctor Fell and his relationships, instead, you picked up your papers and hugged them to your chest as you left the room.

You lived in a small apartment overlooking the river Arno. It was full of books, research papers and other random objects you had collected over the past years. You worked at a local museum as their head researcher of Renaissance and Italian art, history and literature, the job brought with it a lot of books.

You sat on your couch and looked as the river went past and the people on the other side. You loved your view, helping you to calm yourself and concentrate on the task at hand. At the moment you had nothing to do, being finished for the day. Yawning slightly you reached for the remote and switched through some channels until it fell onto some random channel with the news which you watched idly, busying yourself with sorting out the papers you had brought home into semi-neat piles. You had enjoyed the debate today, for the first time in a while.

You got up and turned the TV off, you were hungry and went out to get some food in the many delicious restaurants of Florence.

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Cursed pics of Sir Christopher Lee because he is wonderful

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Pregnant // Any force user x reader

You laid on your shared bed, your head propped against the headrest. You were woozy, your bump now quite a large size and you were sure you could feel little kicks here and there. You closed your eyes for a second, trying to relax for a moment. You wondered where your lover was, they were away on some mission, leaving you behind under the watch of a medical droid. They had been gone for at least a week and you missed them. Their protective, gentle touches, ones which you knew you were safe in.

"2-1B" you called, not opening your eyes as the medical droid came forward.

"Yes madam" it said. "Is anything the matter?"

"Do you know when they are getting back?" you asked, knowing this was a slightly fruitless endeavour to ask.

"No new information has been received about their whereabouts," 2-1B said. You sighed, nodding lazily and falling asleep.

You woke to talking and gingerly opened your eyes. A smile started to form on your face, seeing them talking to the medical droid. They looked tired but happy. Your lover must have heard you as he looked around and a smile formed on their lips. Slowly they approached, tucking some hair behind your ear and kissing your cheek.

"How have you been my dear?" they asked, stroking your cheek and watching you, love in their eyes.

"I have been well" you said, smiling up at them. "But how have you been?" you asked, worried.

"Perfectly well" they said, letting go of your cheek and shuffling onto the bed. Gently they placed their hands on your stomach and closed their eyes. A small smile formed on their face.

"Our child has grown since I have last been with you" they said, stroking your stomach. "The force is strong with our young one"

"Are you sure?" you asked, watching your lover as they connected with your child.

"I am positive darling" he said, a small smile formed on their lips and slowly they let go of your stomach, opening their eyes.

"I am truly excited to meet our child" they said, shuffling up the bed to be next to you. "I promise not to go on any further missions until they are born"

"Thank you" you said, taking their hand and resting against their shoulder. "I missed you"

"I missed you also" they said, stroking your hand with his thumb. "and I am glad I have returned to you and our child"

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Imagine Dracula and Van Helsing discovering fanfiction and fan art of them

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Me tbh

Shout-out to everyone whose own fanfics live rent free in their minds

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Asleep at work // Krennic x reader

You had been non-stop for almost nine hours. You had been under pressure not to get the death star mathematics finished. It was a difficult and confusing job, having to run the calculations over and over again to make sure that you were correct, one simple miscalculation would destroy the entire thing.

Krennic found you, your arms folded under your head as you slept on the desk, the computer halfway through running calculations. Krennic's forehead slightly furrowed in worry for both the death star plans and also your health. He understood he was also one to work nonstop and collapse on the job, however, he did not like to see you like this. Slowly Krennic took off his cape and gently put it around you, making sure to not wake you. Usually, Orson is careful with his cape, hating when it gets dirty or someone else touches it, however, he was worried for you, wishing that you could get some sleep before you started working again. "Dream of me love" he whispered, kissing your ear and sitting at his desk and starting work, keeping an eye on you as you slept at your own desk. It was only when he focused he heard you mumble something and he saw your head shoot up but relax when you saw him.

"How long have I been asleep?" you ask

"At least an hour and a half" he said.

You nodded, pulling the cape further around you and starting to tap the computer keyboard. Immediately Orson snapped at you. "You should not work if you are tired" Orson commanded.

"But I need to get this done" You murmured, slightly taken aback by your partner's tone.

"No" Orson said, his tone calmer. "Sleep for the cycle"

You nodded, standing and putting your computer on standby, you slowly trapesed out of the room.

"Dear?" Orson said. You turned. "Rest"

You nodded, leaving the room and flopping into bed and pulling Orson's cape around you, slowly falling asleep.

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How Hannibal would react to you trying to take your life

TW:  suicide, suicide by poison

- Hannibal would, for the first time be truly worried. He finds you with the bottle in your hand. Immediately he would take it from your hand gently, check the contents and place it in his pocket for safekeeping.

- He would immediately take you to the hospital, although he has medical knowledge, he does not know about what you drank and wishes for another opinion to make sure you are safe and well. He will sit with you in the waiting room for however long it takes or the time of day (or night). He will also stay with you through treatments and any mental health meetings to make sure you are calm and safe.

- Hannibal will use his important name to push you through to see the best doctor available and fight for you so that you are taken care of. If he sees anything wrong with the treatment then you may not see the doctor or nurse again and instead, you will have a doctor who knows Hannibal well.

- He is not angry at you, on the country, Hannibal is worried for you and understands, having looked after many patients with suicidal thoughts and tendencies. He made a promise when you first met that he would protect you, no matter what, and when he saw you, the bottle in your hand, he felt like he had failed you like he had failed Misha all those years ago.

- When you are out of the hospital, Hannibal will look after you. If you want to talk, he will listen, if you want to just be held he will do. Hannibal will do anything that he thinks will make you happier and calmer. He will stop work for a little while to keep an eye on you and spend some time looking after you.

- Slowly, Hannibal will take you through the process of therapy when you are ready, to help you to understand your emotions and stop your thoughts. If you need medication he can prescribe you, paying any money required to help you.

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I do not understand // Mycroft x reader with Sherlock and John

Mycroft opened the limo door for you and you stepped into the street. It was Baker street, and you stood in front of number 221. Mycroft smiled, guiding you to the door, fixing the knocker and entering. You had just gotten engaged, and Mycroft wished to introduce you to his family, as you did to yours. Sherlock would be the first to know, however, Mycroft was slightly worried about how his little brother would take the news, either by saying he already knew or completely ignoring you. Mycroft sighed, he would find out how Sherlock would react in around thirty seconds, as you both walked up the stairs.

You both reached the landing of the first floor and Mycroft knocked on the door. It was opened by a smallish man with blonde, greying hair, the slight frown turned to a smile. "Mycroft" he greeted, letting you both in.

"Ah John" Mycroft said as the man, John sat down opposite another man with curly black hair. The dark-haired man held a violin in his hand and was part way through cleaning the hair of the bow.

"Mycroft" the man said. "Who have you brought with you? Hopefully a client, I have been bored out of my mind sitting here" Sherlock rambled. "no" Mycroft said. "Then why are they here?" Sherlock asked. Mycroft looked apologetically at you as Sherlock began to talk again. "They obviously have a rich taste in clothes, yet jewellery is mostly older which shows they have come into money recently. It is also shown by the ring which looks very new and I would say around fifteen thousand pounds." Sherlock looked you up and down again. "They must have just got engaged, to a man who is rich and adores them very much, so much that he spends thousands to keep their partner happy and give her the money which they lacked before" Sherlock grinned. "So tell us, who is the partner is"

You looked up at Mycroft, face burning in embarrassment. Mycroft's face was one of anger as he stared at his brother.

"We are leaving" Mycroft said, taking your hand in his and pulling you out of the room and out of the house.

When you were both back in the car, Mycroft put his face in his hands and sat, breathing slowly. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to give him some comfort.

"I am very sorry my brother did that" Mycroft said, straightening himself up.

"He was all right" you said, chuckling slightly

"Of course he was, he is like me" Mycroft snapped, immediately he calmed and apologised for snapping at you. "I just wished he was in a fit state to meet you"

"Maybe another time" You said gently.

"Yes, when he is not high" Mycroft muttered. "That house always smells of whatever he takes" Mycroft sighed and you gently stroked his shoulder. Slowly Mycroft smiled, calming down from what happened. "I assure you, meeting my parents wouldn't be as bad" You grinned and let go of his shoulder.

"I can't wait" you answered.

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John and Sherlock sat in silence. Sherlock was still cleaning the hair of his bow while John was holding back giggles.

"What?" Sherlock asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" John asked, cackling slightly.

"Wait-What, What is obvious. Tell me John" Sherlock said, looking up at John.

"Oh gosh Sherlock, you may be the greatest detective in all the world, but you do not see things standing in front of your face," John said, a smirk on his lips.

"What John?" Sherlock asked, staring at him.

John shook his head, laughing. "It was obvious that Mycroft is now engaged with the mystery person who you were so keen on analysing"

Understanding dawned on Sherlock's face and he also started to laugh. "My brother, with a partner. I can almost not believe it. How much did he pay for them?"

"Maybe you can ask when you see them next" John said, still a smirk on his lips.

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I also got Palpatine. Maybe the young one? idk don't like this anymore :((((

I made a very horrible quiz….. please take it so I can adjust it accordingly….Good luck

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How Hannibal looks after reader with chronic pain

I am going through a pain flare up. Plss

- Hannibal is a doctor and is very empathetic, he spends a lot of time looking through his medical books to try and discover what might be the reason for your pain.

- He carries with you anything which makes you feel better, tablets, a pocket-sized heat or ice pack or anything else. When he sees you starting to disassociate or react to the pain he will quietly offer you pain relief.

- He is very good at noticing your little symptoms which is important, especially when you do not tell people about your pain. He remembers how you act when you are having a flare up and is careful not to do things to make your pain worse.

- Hannibal understands that chronic pain is not just physical, but also has a mental cost, therefore, Hannibal always makes sure to look after your mental health.

- Hannibal when you have bad flare ups is at your beaconed call, he will make sure you are warm, distracted, fed and watered. If you need a certain food he is happy to make it or drive any place to buy ingredients.

- He knows the best doctors to refer you to, and he will use his distinguished name to get you an appointment. If the doctors think you are lying or underestimate it, then Hannibal will immediately find a new doctor, and if the doctor is especially bad, you may find the doctor on your plate.

- Hannibal feels genuinely sorry that you are in so much pain. He wishes that he could relieve your pain and make you happy just by his touch and his love. However that is not possible, therefore, he will always look after you.

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Bedded with two // Thrawn x Krennic x reader

Warning: Smut

1208 Words

You did not know how you had got into this position, between your two bosses in Thrawn's bed. Krennic was peeling his black gloves off while Thrawn was tugging at his collar.

You knew the two men were rivals in job and mind. They hated each other, yet they were both over you, glints of lust playing in their eyes as they looked at you. You wondered why Thrawn was wanting to do this, maybe curiosity of what it would be like to share you.

You laid, looking up at the two men as you tugged your shirt off, revealing your bra. Orson stared at your breasts, pushing slightly past Thrawn to reach behind you, unclipping your bra. Thrawn watched, slightly annoyed at how Krennic stared at your breasts.

"Excuse me director" Thrawn said, moving past him to grab your chin and kiss your lips.

Krennic watched, a frown on his face as Thrawn withdrew his lips and looked at Orson out of the corner of his eye. Krennic rolled his eyes, gripping the back of your head and planting his lips on yours. His kiss was rougher than Thrawn's, and he gripped your head harshly.

Thrawn watched with a frown as Orson let go, removing his hands from the strands of your hair and pulling his tunic off. Thrawn meanwhile started to play with his fly, pulling it down.

"I've always imagined your pretty mouth wrapped around my dick" Krennic muttered, pushing his pants down, revealing his dick. It is as long as Thrawn's but less thick. Thrawn grimaced at his dirty words, stroking your hips and kissing them gently as Krennic pushed his member into your mouth. Orson groaned, grabbing your hair and pushing you further down his now throbbing cock.

"Must you be so violent?" Thrawn asked.

Orson chuckled, moving your head to his own pleasure. Thrawn rolled his eyes, pulling down your pants and gently licking through your folds and beginning to suck your clit gently, making you moan onto Orson's cock. Tears slightly filled your eyes as you tried your best to keep up with Orson's movements as he controlled your head.

You tried to say something, garbling on Krennic's cock as he throbbed, close to orgasm. You were also close, Thrawn's face nuzzled into your heat, making you buck your hips with him. Thrawn frowned, instead of being able to see you as you undo for him, he is seeing Orson. Thrawn huffed into your clit, moving his fingers to gently circle your bole.

"God (y/n)" Orson groaned, pushing his cock completely down your throat, your nose slightly brushing his skin. You groaned against him, orgasming to Thrawn's movements as Krennic came into your mouth, hot cum slipping down your throat making your eyes water even more.

Orson removed his cock, Spital connecting your mouth still to Krennic's throbbing cock. Thrawn raised his face from your heat and watched your face as you smiled gently at the two men.

"even better than I imagined" Orson muttered, he looked back at Thrawn, slightly jealous that he can have you and your very pretty mouth.

Thrawn gave him a look of annoyance, pushing past Orson and kissing your cheek, gently stroking your kneck. He did not like the way Orson was treating you like some sort of sex thing. To Mitth'raw'nuruodo, you are far more important, far too special to be used just for sex.

Orson meanwhile moved down to your dripping heat and rubbed himself against your hole before pushing into you. You groaned, closing your eyes and holding onto Thrawn's head as Krennic began to fuck you.

Thrawn looked at your closed eyes and gently kissed your face, his fingers gently stroking through your hair. You groaned again, holding onto Thrawn's face as Krennic pounded you, holding onto your hips for leverage. Thrawn looked up at Krennic, slightly regretting trying a threesome. He did not like the way Krennic treated you and made him dislike the man even more.

"Gods" you moaned, moving your hands to hold onto the bedclothes. Thrawn stood and went somewhere before returning and tapping Orson on the shoulder, muttering something. He nodded, smirking slightly and bringing you up so you rested on his chest. Thrawn slipped behind you, tugging his pants down and kissing your back before pushing himself into your ass. Gently he thrust into you, starting to go at the same pace as Orson.

You closed your eyes, leaning into Orson and groaning as the two men took you completely. Thrawn held onto your stomach while Orson had one hand to your hip and the other fiddled with your swollen clit.

Thrawn grimaced as his pace slowed, his dick throbbing. You were also close, holding onto Orson as your life depended on it. Orson had been playing with your clit, pushing you closer and closer to orgasm while the two men in front and behind fucked you silly and Thrawn came into you.

You groaned, closing your eyes and letting your second, now stronger orgasm fall over you. You mewled into Orson's chest as he soon after came into you.

The three of you halted and Thrawn got out of you, kissing your head. Krennic stayed in you for a moment, enjoying how it felt. Thrawn gave him a look and Orson got out of you, pulling his clothes around himself. He gave you a wink and to Thrawn a smug look as Thrawn buttoned up his front.

"Well, this has been eye-opening" Thrawn said, looking at Orson and then at you who laid on the bed, completely overwhelmed and throbbing still.

Krennic smirked. "I'm sure it has been" he said, grinning at you. "you're very lucky" Thrawn cocked his head, staring the man down who he had just spent fucking his girlfriend with. In all honesty, he did not ever wish for Krennic to touch you again. Although it was pleasurable, Thrawn had discovered his jealously over you. He was slightly worried that he had given Krennic any idea that he has a once of ownership over you.

Thrawn turned to you, who was now getting up, your legs slightly shivering under you. Krennic looked over you with satisfaction, while Mitth'raw'nuruodo sat you down, rubbing your thighs gently. He noticed bruises on your hips which Krennic had gripped harshly and he frowned, shooting a look at Krennic who was placing his cape on.

"I must get back to Eadu"  Krennic said, kneeling down and giving you a kiss. It was less harsh than before. Thrawn watched him, annoyed as Krennic left the room. Thrawn sighed, sitting down beside you and gently holding your face.

"You are not in pain, are you?" he stated.

You shook your head, leaning into his chest and closing your eyes. Thrawn let you rest against him, gently rubbing circles into your back. "I must go" Thrawn gently said. "You must stay, rest" he looked down, however, you were already asleep. Thrawn sighed, gently placing you down and tucking you into the bed, kissing your head and leaving the room.