#Eric Draven x oc

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Okay so hear me out, eric draven x reader with like either a cute hades x Persephone au with protective eric and lots of fluff OR one where the reader is Shelly reincarnated but like only in soul and some memories not in looks. I imagine eric has some sort of soul bond so he can recognize her. Femme aligned preferred lol of course if you don’t mind, lovely. I figured both were interesting so you might like a crack at it lol thanks darling

Ok! Sorry it took me so long to get around to this :) I’m going with the second option you gave me! Hope you like it!

“The Eyes Are A Window To The Soul” (an Eric Draven x Reader Fanfic) tw: suicidal ideation

It had been a week and a half since you had last had one of those dreams, and you’d almost convinced yourself that’s all they were: dreams. They couldn’t be memories, even if that’s what they felt like. You’d never been in a relationship before. You’d never even been kissed (one of the many things that your high-school classmates constantly had teased you about until you dropped out). Now you were college aged, and still had no plans for the future. But those dreams… they felt so real. You hated to admit it but they were all you had. ‘And they aren’t even based on anything.’ You stood in front of the road, letting the rain soak you in your misery. You felt so alone on the wet and glistening streets. Nobody cared if you disappeared forever.

A crow cawed, perched on a parked car nearby. It flapped its wings, shaking drops from its feathers. You waited patiently. You just needed a car to speed down that street. Fast enough for you to step out in front of it without it being able to swerve away in time. The crow cawed again, and several cars passed. Police sirens wailed. ‘Not fast enough… but maybe—‘ you heard a screeching noise and the revving of an engine. A silver camry sped recklessly around the corner. At the last second, you jumped out in front of it, only to feel someone catch you by the collar of your coat and pull you back onto the sidewalk. You yelped, cursing loudly as you turned around to see who had prevented your death. Your voice fell short when you saw who had saved you. Even with that makeup, it was unmistakably the man from your dreams.

He blinked at you, face white as the moon and black painted lips forming a frown. “You should be more careful.” He said wearily. “You could’ve easily gotten hit head on. You would be dead if I hadn’t grabbed you in time.”

Indignant ignited inside you, remembering how badly you had wanted to end it all. “I know. I wanted to get hit.” You sighed with a mix of frustration and exhaustion.

The man’s expression darkened, and he brushed a strand of your wet hair from your eyes. His pale fingers brushed your face just slightly, and upon contact with your skin, you saw his eyes widen. He stumbled backwards, completely shocked, like he had seen a ghost. “….Shelly?” He said, breathing heavily.

Hearing that name, you couldn’t explain the sudden emotions that washed over you. The name felt so true, so right, when he addressed you with it. And yet those two syllables stirred up an ache in you you’d almost completely forgotten. You stepped closer to the man.

“You promised me you’d join me in this life again…” He said, leaning against the wall of the brick building behind him for support. “Do you… remember me?” His tone was both loving and desperate. “You look so different. But I swear…” the man’s voice trailed off.

Leaning against the wall next to him, you summoned some courage before opening up. “My name is Y/n, but I have these dreams that feel so real. I was having them every night up until a week ago. You…. were in them. I’m sorry, you must think I’m crazy…” you turned away your head in embarrassment. “But when you called me Shelly… I felt something I haven’t felt in so long.”

The man put his arm over your shoulder and you felt a sense of belonging, a sense of love, almost like a promise. “Eric?” You said. You couldn’t explain why you said that name.

He turned, holding you close and looking you directly in the eyes. “You remember, don’t you?” He smiled with relief. “That’s my name. Those weren’t dreams, Y/n. Those were memories of a past life. Our life. Together.”

“Can you call me Shelly again? I want to remember everything.” You whispered.

“Shelly, I love you.” He whispered in your ear.

A shiver ran down your spine. You felt a new sense of meaning, just from the way Eric held you. Just from that name he called you. “I love you too, Eric.”

Eric kisses your cheek, and you ran your fingers through his dark hair. More memories and flashbacks came back to you as he kissed you again and again, getting closer and closer to your lips until your lips met. Tears streamed down your cheeks, as you remembered all the plans you had made with him for the future. All the moments you’d spent together, and the painful ending to it all. A sense of peace washed over you as your tongue entwined with his. Someone cared. And it made you want to live. It made you dare not to end it all.

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Think of me, that's all I ask of you (Eric Draven X Oc)

Hi, this is my first ever attempt at an Eric Draven fic, Unless requested I do use transgender males as my Oc's as I myself am a trans man and I feel the need to help represent. This is a song fic, which I have never done before, but I loved the idea of as soon as a few songs from the Phantom of the Opera soundtrack inspired me!

this fic does have 18+ content, please use your best judgement when reading this. I know it's not accurate fully to the movie ( I haven't watched it in years because finding out what happened to darling Brandon Lee...I haven't been able to stomach watching it. that and I want *Happy* fics because i have enough angst in my life as it is. that being said enjoy!

Warnings: Smut, swearing, mentions of death, mentions of being depressed, transgender oc with female anatomy used, top surgery scars mentioned, established relationship, unprotected sex (Please practice safe sex!)

(This fic is based off the songs “Think of me.” and “All I ask of you.” From The Phantom of the Opera soundtrack (one of my fave musical movies) and while it won't be true to the Crow movie because that whole movie breaks my heart and I just had to write it this way because I adore Brandon Lee, and think Eric Draven deserved better, that being said, that man and his fictional character have their hold on me like a vice, and this is the kind of things my brain makes while listening to music.Italics are flashbacks bold are phrases from the songs. With that being said, enjoy this highly inaccurate fanfic/song fic.)

Eli Brodrick had just come home from a post transition op appointment to his shared apartment with his partner, Eric Draven, only to see his love injured gravely on the floor. With tears in his eyes, Eli falls to his knees at Eric’s side, crying as he held his hand. “E-Eric..Don’t give up, please, please..” His voice was shaky and he felt the sharp lump in his throat as those beautiful eyes flutter open weakly, “Darling.. Think of me when we have said goodbye. Promise me you will think of me.” And with that, Eric had closed his eyes, heaving one last breath and falling into silence as he stilled forever. The police had come in, and started handling everything, but Eli would be forever changed. He moved to a different place, in a different part of town and had soon was just sitting lonely at night. He often would care for the young girl Sarah, who he and Eric had viewed as their daughter. Many nights she spent watching as Eli became a shell of himself, he officially swore off music, the pain of hearing anything that would remind him of Eric and his band was too great, and over time he got used to the deathly quiet atmosphere he had when his sobs had stilled. 

Two days before the one year anniversary, he sat on his grave, gently rubbing the stone as he placed a single red rose upon the resting place of his love, the ring he wore that Eric had gifted him as a promise ring was hanging off a dainty silver chain and he often times, including now, rubbing it mindlessly as he thought back to Eric, and all their memories, eyes watering as Sarah sat with Eli, trying to comfort the older male who soon let out distressed sobs.

Eli dashed into Eric’s arms as the taller returned home from band practice, a grin spreading across his face as he pecked the dark haired male’s lips. “I missed you. Did you have a good time?” The way Eli asked with tender care in his voice sent pleasant shivers through Eric’s spine, the amount of care and love the trans male had for him had always surprised him, and as their love grew, so did the adoration they felt for the smallest details of each other’s personalities.

“Of course, but I missed you. I actually stopped and bought something for you on the way home.” Eric admitted, his voice husky as he spoke softly, the small box in his pocket of his jacket feeling heavy. It may have been a promise ring, but those promises were ones that hung like a glass ornament on a christmas tree, fragile, shining bright, a deep memory with a story of love and triumph held in it’s delicate sphere.

“Aww, darling Eric, you are just the sweetest.” Now only standing at five foot three, the brunette male who had only come out a month before, but after two years of knowing Eric, and one of dating Eric, who had been quietly bisexual, he tilted his head up to his handsome musician lover, “You look deep in thought, are you alright?” He mutters softly, holding the large calloused left hand in his small and soft one. 

“Just thinking, my love. You know I love you, right? That you mean the world to me and from the day that we met I had promised you I would give you my entire world without a single complaint? Well, to symbolize that, I have bought you a ring, a silver band with black jewels embedded in it, though there is one red one in it, and that one is to symbolize my love for you, a beacon of light in this dark world. A promise that we will one day legally adopt Sarah, get out of here as a family, move somewhere safer, where we can live happily together. A promise that my love for you will never run out.” Eric felt tears sting at the back of his own eyes as his partner’s let his shed. The words leaving the lips of the musician warming the heart that Eli carried gently within his chest. Eric almost dropped the ring as he pulled it from the box, sliding it on the middle finger on the left hand that held his own left hand at one point. 

“Oh, ‘Ric you darling, I love you so much and look forward to the day we make that promise solid.” He admired the ring, the red sapphire surrounded by onyx gems in the silver band fit him like a glove and automatically brought his mind to his lover. The way their love was like the light in the dark, how they stood as one against their world. With a kiss to seal the deal, they headed to their kitchen to share dinner before falling asleep in one another’s embrace as they lie snug under their bedsheets for another night. 

Eli sniffled as he felt Sarah lay her head on his shoulder, he had adopted her, just like he and Eric had planned, she now called him dad, Eric was still her other one, just not on paper, but in both the lonely hearts, he was the other father, affectionately referred to between the two as her ‘papa’, a name she had once promised to bestow on Eric once she had been formally brought into the family. 

That night, the two went home, and after their dinner, they both went their own ways to their respective rooms within the small house that they lived in across town. Eli held a picture of the three to his chest, letting tears silently slip onto the pillow in translucent drops of sorrow, like rain silently pouring from the skies. The aching in his heart never subsided, even with the knowledge he was living half of what the couple had planned only three months before Eric was taken from him. The time of the one year mark had not only quickly approached, but caused great pain to Eli, he was a present father to Sarah, but at night he silently mourned his one love alone, keeping his pain as to himself as he possibly could, trying to be strong for the young girl in his care. 

Rain flowed as Sarah had been going toward the store for his dad, he needed a missing ingredient for dinner and she had offered to get it seeing as he had already had food cooking on the stove. Bumping into a figure decked in lots of black and leather, Sarah winced inwardly, afraid she would be met with anger and violence. Sarah fell to her butt, a gasp falling from her lips, the rain was pouring and she could feel a puddle seeping into her pants. “I am so sorry.” She said, trying to be strong and brave, “Stupid rain.” she mutters, the distaste of the rain clear as fresh pool water lingering in her voice. 

“It can’t rain all the time.” The voice of the person towering over Sarah echoed through the silence, a deep timber that surprised the girl when it registered in her mind who it was. HE had always said that to Eli when he had a bad day, it was an iconic line that Eric had created..And now she was hearing it for the first time in a year, her eyes slowly gazing at the person who owned the voice.

Eric had crouched down to her level, showing her he would not hurt her, and that he was checking to make sure she was alright and hadn’t hit her head. “Hey Sar-bear.” Though he had white face paint with black lips that had lines through on his lips, and dark eyes with black lines, he still looked like himself, his hair falling in dark wet heaps on his shoulders, just like the young lady had remembered. Her eyes teared up, the disbelief that bubbled in her chest was overtaken by a fizz of joy, her arms wrapping around him as she let out a cry and hugged him, locking his neck in an embrace. “Eric!” 

His arms wrapped around her, his eyes closing as he held her body tightly to his, like he was afraid she would disappear into thin air. He had missed her and Eli dearly, and now that he had eliminated his killers, he was able to be home with his little family again. “I missed you so much. I-is Eli ok? Are you ok?” His worries flew out of his mouth like a spray, the dad instincts kicking in rapidly as he held the small frame of the person he considered a daughter in his leather coated grasp. 

“D-dad is ok, but.. He misses you Papa..Really really bad. He’s a shell of who he used to be. Stays strong in front of me and acts like any other dad, but I can always hear him crying for you.” Sarah admits sadly, the whisper she lets out made both hearts clench, she knew as painful as it was to admit, and it must have been for him to hear, it needed to be said, he needed to know they both needed him back.

“You will take me back to him right? Y-you guys weren’t at the apartment..I have been looking for you for days…and taking care of some unresolved business I guess you could say.” Eric states, the longing for the love of his life was rattling the bars of his heart, trying to escape the metaphorical cage it was enclosed in.

“Of course..We just have to get him some stuff for dinner tonight. He didn’t realize he was out until he had dinner on the stove.” Sarah confessed, a chuckle leaving Eric’s lips and her own at the typical situation that he had been known to find himself in constantly. 

“Sounds about right, let's get his stuff and get back home.” Eric smiles, helping Sarah up and helping her finish the task before Eli had a heart attack at his daughter being late and letting worry destroy him.

Eli looked out the window, trying to ignore the ache in his chest as the day of the year dawned on him. An entire year of being empty without the love of his life. A year of only leaving for his appointments, to take Sarah to and from school, or grocery shopping. He refused to go to most places he once frequented with Eric, the bitter taste from being faced by the memories was too much to handle, so he left it at that. The door opened, a bit farther from the kitchen but the sound of the heavy door was still able to be heard. It had become like white noise to the young father, not bothering him in the slightest knowing it was only his daughter, Sarah, who had the key. 

“Hey dad,I have something for you. Other than the pasta you needed for dinner.” 

Eli could sense the anxiety in her voice, though he had yet to turn around, he could feel the looming worry she held in her speech. Though as he turned around, he was able to make out very little other than Eric before his world went dark, knees giving out like jello had replaced the joints and he had collapsed into the waiting arms of his lover. 

“Sarah, turn off the stove and get a glass of water and a cool damp rag for me and meet me in the living room.” Eric said, not missing a beat as he carried his darling into the living room and gently placed him on the worn couch, a blanket soon draped over his body.

Eric couldn't help notice the dark circles under his eyes, his pale skin that was once rosie and full of life, the sinking in of his cheeks, the way his body felt so light had made eric worried that he had stopped taking care of himself mostly, it was gut wrenching, for him to realize.

“Oh my love,  I'm so sorry, but I am here now, it is alright.” His voice seemed so sad.

 And as Sarah came in with the requested items, she too felt her sadness pique. “He didn’t take it well at all, your death. It destroyed him.”  A sigh fell upon her lips as they put the rag on her adoptive dad’s forehead, waiting for him to wake up and quietly catching Eric up on Eli and Sarah’s lives over the past year.

Eli fluttered his green eyes open, seeing his daughter by his side and holding his hand, “Hi baby, is everything ok? Did dinner get burnt?” Even after coming to, he still worried about his daughter getting food, something Eric noted had not changed in his absence.

“Everything is fine dad, you just fainted so I turned off the stove for you. E-Eric carried you in here..Papa was worried.” By the time Sarah had finished the last part of her sentence, Eric stepped from the shaddows, kneeling by the couch side with his six foot tall form. 

“Hello darling. I hope I made it home in time for dinner..” His voice had been so soothing, just like when Sarah bumped into him earlier that day, only hours before. But the sound comforted Eli as he launched into the tall man’s arms and sobbed into his chest. He had missed the smell of him, the way his shoulder length hair had always tickled the side of his face and neck when the pair embraced, his warm and strong arms that often carried him just because, the way his large hands rubbed soothing circles on his back. It had all flooded back all at once, emotions high for the entire house.

Dinner had gone great, Eric and Eli finishing cooking dinner while Sarah set the table and turned on the record player, playing an old record from Eric’s band and letting the feeling of the music absorb back into her mind, truthfully, she missed the way it sounded when music reverberated through the halls of the home. And now with dinner over, and the night falling heavily on them, Sarah soon got ready for bed, bidding her two fathers who sat embraced on the couch together a good night, hugging them both and kissing their cheeks before retiring to her room where she fell asleep rather fast after such a chaotic but wholesome day. 

“I really have missed this.” Eli whispers, the record player turned off under his finger tips, the two men still awake moving to the main bedroom where the two would situate themselves. 

“I have too.” Eric softly admitted, wrapping his hands on his lover’s waist, under his shirt so both of them could feel the warmth from the other’s body as Eric captured Eli’s lips with his own, a passionate kiss that was long overdue being shared. 

Eli dug his fingers into the dark and curly locks of the taller man, standing on his tip toes as his frame pushes impossibly closer, trying to feel all of the man in front of him. The kiss was deepening fast, tongues fighting for dominance, lips and teeth gently gnashing as the frenzied reunion heated up.

Eric removed Eli’s shirt, gently kissing over the almost two year old top surgery scars, still paying as much attention to showing their wearer just how amazing they were. 

“I love you so much handsome.” He whispered.

Before either one knew it, both men were completely naked on the bed, Eric hovering over Eli, who pulled the other closer, a whisper from his lips causing Eric to smirk under the grease paint that lined his face and made him that much hotter. “That makeup makes you even sexier Mr.Draven, now hurry up and show me just how much you love me.”

Eric had stuck a lubed finger within his hole, the warmth of his boyfriend’s slick cavern fluttered, he groaned as he flicked his tongue over Eric’s clit, making intense eye contact that sent shock though Eli’s body, his entire existence on fire with passion and lust.

He added a second finger into Eli’s pussy soon enough, a delicious stretch sensation pulsing through the lower half of the man under Eric who continued to scissor him open, the lack of sex in the last year making for a slightly longer process than it used to be, not that either man minded.

“I-Im ready Eric, p-please.” The whispered whine of Eli makes the male hovering with a hand on either side of the smaller’s head, a smirk lingering on his lips as he kissed his love’s neck, sliding his erection into the waiting cunt gently, slowly, easily. 

Eli dug his nails into the scarred back of Eric, a low and soft moan seeping into their bedroom walls, eyes squeezed shut with pleasure, “O-oh fuck!” Hips thrusted up to meet the thrusts of the hips thrusting down, skin slapping skin soon radiating into the room’s otherwise silent air.

“O-oh Eli…Mmm I missed you..This…us.” Eric shakily whispered, feeling the gummy,wet,warm walls of his lover’s pussy squeeze around his hard cock as he moved his hands into a bruising grip on Eli’s tiny hips, though they both knew he would wear the marks with pride.

Eli flipped the two over, now riding Eric with urgency, wanting nothing more than to show him just how much he had missed him. “F-Fuck! G-gonna cum E-Eric!” Eli whines softly, eyes squeezed shut, his pussy clamping onto Eric’s cock like a vice once more as he hits his peak, finally sending Eric to his own orgasm, spilling his release into the pink velvety walls of his darling.

As the two lay curled together in bed, blankets covering their sweaty,naked bodies as they panted.

“I did think of you, every day, just like you told me too.” 

“I like to think that was what brought me back.” Eric said softly, kissing the soft skin of his boyfriend’s forehead. 

“How long are you gonna be back?” The younger of the two sniffled, fear panging in his heart.

“The rest of our lives.” Eric promises, gently sighing and pulling Eli ever closer.

“What will we do for the rest of for ever?”

“Love me, that’s all I ask of you.” Eric replies, both vowing their love once more before falling into a peaceful sleep that they would wake from in the morning to start a new day, together as a family of three, FOREVER. 

(A/n: I hope this was ok, This is my first time writing for Eric, but the fic idea has been stuck in my head for days, and my smut while not the best, will hopefully get better with practice. This actually made me cry when I wrote it, and I was using the Phantom of the opera soundtrack while I wrote it.. I hope it is alright nonetheless. I will try to post another fic soon)

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Don’t mind me, just gonna make some Eric Draven x OC stuff where Eric is basically an undead vigilante instead of going back to the grave.

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author's notes ; this is a fic swap w my lovely cutie sweetie honey little bitch jules so enjoy <3

Hunger was one way to put it, seemed more human to simplify the feeling rather than trying to explain what it was. You rised with the set of the sun, awoken by your burning crave for food and chaos.

The alleys echoed with the sound of your boots, your long leather coat flowing behind you in the autumn smoke as the red ash from your cigarette reflected in the puddles under your feet. The streets this time of night were only filled with drunken scum, the type that wouldn't be noticed. Perfect. But who knows what sort of poison laced heroin was swimming through their veins, the sweet taste would be spoiled with all that toxic waste.

You found yourself stood infront of a graveyard, usually the only people to be found there were old people which would die soon anyway. But at the dead of night it should've been empty, or at least hold a few teens that'd be easy to scare off.

Wandering closer, you noticed something.. A man. Alone, crouched by the side of a grave, all black clothing to match his curled black hair. Bloodlust had started to get the better of you, leaving all reasonable thoughts behind and corrupting your mind with the orgasmic thought of that delicious rouge spilling all over you.

As you crept closer, moving in such elegant strides you noticed him stand and reach to something on his hip, not turning around to face you but just being still. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck, pressing your body to his side, bringing your mouth closer to his shoulder.

"You can stay with whoever you're visiting tonight, I'm sure they've missed you."

You could almost feel the flesh under your teeth as you uttered a little tease into his ear. Just as you bit down, in one swift movement the male was a step back, facing you with a gun to your head. Now that you could see his face you realised tonight would be no feast, whited out with black clown marks. Probably some disgusting tasting junkie getting ready to stuff himself with halloween candy.

With both your hands ontop of his you pulled the gun down to aim at your chest, holding it in the middle and smirking.

"Well, shoot. Are you really as brave as you make yourself out to be?"

That comment slipped out as quick as the bullet did, his long finger softly pulling the cold trigger as you spoke. The bullet sent you a step back, blood trickling down your chest leaving a smirk on your lips.

Taking your ring and middle finger, you wiped off some of the blood staining your velvet shirt, pushing it into your mouth and licking inbetween your fingers. You let out a little chuckle, seeing your clownfaced shooter try his best to contain himself at the sight of your unbothered stance.

"Didn't expect that did you now?"

You whined out in a sarcastic manner, stepping forward and slipping the gun from his tight grip. You placed a brief kiss at the tip before pointing it as his chest and without hesitation.. Shooting.

To your surprise, he did almost the same. Took a step back, wiped the blood, then looked up at you and smiled. His wound took slightly quicker than yours to heal, leaving behind the delicious scent of his soul.

Your mind was a mess of hunger, surprise, interest and shock, sending you into a laughing frenzy. Doubling over from the burning sensation of hunger ripping down your throat and the laughter spilling out so manically from your glossed lips you felt something cold pressed against your back.

"When you get to hell, make sure they're saving a special place for Eric Draven."

This was the first time you'd heard your 'victim' speak, his voice was sarcastic and filled with false enthusiasm, his words just sending more chuckles out of you. You dropped to the floor, turning round to look at him as you hit the ground, his foot digging into your chest as he held you down under his boot. Gun pointed at your head, you caught your breath and looked up into his brooding eyes.

"You sound almost as delicious as you look, Eric Draven"

Saying his name as a tease, letting out once more a small bratty chuckle. As you heard the trigger twitch, you quickly pulled his foot, tripping him over and leaving him laying on the harsh dirt. You crawled ontop of him, staring lustfully into his eyes and lowering your body slowly to touch his.

Eric's breath hitched, sparking your playful interest more. You knew better than to play with your food, but who could resist when it was this adorably vulnerable.

You ran one of your hands slowly down his thigh, bringing your lips to his ear ane moaning, feeling his excitement from underneath you. Leaving rough kisses and nips running down from his ear to his neck, you admired the musky scent of the night that peaked your hunger so much.

"If you can never die, I guess you can't ever run dry either"

Words came out in an almost half whisper, pressing your lips just above his collar bone while you spoke.

"I already am dead."

"And I can make you feel better than life itself."

A low groan slipped from Eric's lips as your teeth sunk into his flesh.

Rouge. That flowing, heavenly nectar rushing over your tongue, it was like sipping the most expensive champagne. That orgasmic feeling, hunger being showered away by the most otherworldly taste. Rouge was all you saw, all your senses being overtaken by the red of his blood.

Eric pulled you by the hair, forcing you to stop your drinking and face him. Still moaning from the flavour, you came back to your senses, noticing the bloody wound fading back into skin.

You placed a long, passionate kiss on his lips, letting him taste his own fruit. Then you stood, hearing him gasp for breath and seeing his pathetic beauty underneath you. It made you chuckle, seeing such a dominant aura on a man that could do nothing under your seductive power.

"Come and find me soon, I'll show you just how delicious death tastes."

With that you winked, beginning to strut away, leaving the speechless man to comprehend what had just happened. You knew it wouldn't be the last time you tasted that sweet wine. And he knew it wouldn't be the last time he felt your deathly embrace.

author's notes ; TEEHEE I DID IT ,, didnt wanna leave it as a "see part 2" but thats just kinda how it went. well i feel like a total degenerate but yk 💪 submissive bbyg eric. jules try tell me vampires arent hot now.

[h3artk1ller]

Requests Open!

Yes, you guys heard that right. My requests are finally open again, and yes I know, I know. I’ve been gone for a while… I needed a bit of a break. Have no fear, for I am here to write down all the little delusions that we all may share. I’ve put all the things I write for in the tags so please… go crazy. Not too crazy though.

[lolahauri]

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Things I Won't Write:

Sex Crimes of ANY KIND, Super Violent/Xtreme Kinks, Inflation, Feederism, Abuse, Puke, Shit, DDLG, Age Play, Raceplay, Wound Fucking, Gore, Vore, Misgendering, Lesbian x Male, Gay Man x Female, Stepcest etc... no exceptions!

Fluff, Angst, Platonic. (Go to my other fanfic blog for that.)

Things I Will Write:

Genderbent Characters, Mild Yandere, Daddy/Mommy Kink, Cheating, Mild BDSM, CNC, Dubcon, Monsters, Hybrids, Sex Pollen, Legal Age Gap, Power Imbalance (Prof/Student, Boss/Employee), Feet, Armpits, Piss, Breeding, Mild Bloodplay & Knifeplay, Cock Warming, Dry Humping, Voyeur, Public Sex, Orgy, 3somes, Sex Toys, Overstim, Edging, etc... etc... :P

Trans Reader, Chubby/Tall/Short/Curvy/Fat/Buff Reader, Other Specific Characteristics.✔️

*if you aren't sure, just ask!* :)

HC's, One Shots, Multi-Chapter, Drabbles, F/O Imagines.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / OC x Reader / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on! (you can request other characters from these fandoms, but it might take me longer!)

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir. 

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Triology: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Bateman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

WWE: Rhea Ripley, Roman Reigns.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

Basil Stitt (Lightning Face)

Beverly Goldberg (The Goldbergs)

Bruce (Beyond Therapy)

Charles Ingalls (Little House on the Praire)

Charlie Dompler (Smiling Friends)

Chel (Road to El Dorado)

Dale Kobble (Longlegs)

Dan Conner (Rosanne)

David Levinson (Independence Day)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Doug Remer (Baseketball)

Duke Leto Atreides (Dune)

Fezzik (Princess Bride)

Francine (American Dad)

Fujimoto (Ponyo)

Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia)

Jack Harrison (Translyvania 6-5000)

Jackson Rippner (Red Eye)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield 2024)

John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

John Wick (John Wick 4)

King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

Kitten (Breakfast on Pluto)

Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Gaurdians of the Galaxy)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

Thomas Magnum (Magnum, P.I 1980)

William Tell (The Card Counter)

[calmcoldevening]

Eric x reader, but with him being a vampire. It's up to you if you'd like both characters to be vamps, or perhaps the OC could just be his lover and willing meal, from time to time... 😉🖤🩸🖤

Vampire!Eric Draven x reader

Tw: mention of death, maybe blood, murder, angst

(This is like a part 2 for this ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗)

Ps: english is not my native language, so sorry for misspells. I had inspiration to write this little angst. I wrote it to the song on Spotify . Just let me know if someone of you want the second part (and if yes write what would you like to say him (: )

You have just moved to a new small town away from the hustle and bustle of megacities. Surprisingly, you quickly found a place to live and settled in a small house, beautiful and cozy. After unpacking all your things, you decided to explore the new city a little. After all, you've been living here for quite some time, haven't you?

And here you are standing in front of a large mansion, made in the likeness of a certain Gothic style. The massive building is decorated in dark colors. Large windows with a pleasant view of a surprisingly well-kept garden with bushes of blood-red roses; a dark pointed roof with neat tiles; dark gray walls of the mansion with peeling paint in some places. In front of your face were massive doors made of dark oak with a neat intricate engraving on them. Something like snakes.

You take a deep breath, gathering your courage, and slowly open the door. It doesn't give in right away, the old hinges squeak disgustingly. And here you are inside. There is a huge corridor with a large staircase directly opposite the entrance. The interior is decorated in black and red tones, in places you can see elements of silver or gold. Huge paintings in gold frames hang on both walls of the lobby. They depict some important people with menacing faces, but the text in the captions to the portraits is not legible. It's a language you don't know. A huge chandelier with burning red candles hangs on the ceiling. Even the flames on them seem scarlet. And although it's only early autumn outside, it's surprisingly cool in the mansion. It's almost sepulchral cold.

The eyes ran away from such Gothic beauty. Your heart was racing in your chest in anticipation. Something about this place was painfully familiar, as much as it was, which caused an unpleasant shiver down my spine. You definitely knew this place for sure.

Your feet carried you through the high halls by themselves, showing all the beauty of the old mansion. All these decorations, statues, tapestries over elaborate frescoes and candles gave you goosebumps.

You were here in a dream. Often your childhood dreams were accompanied by mindless walks through this empty, cold castle.

Your hands are clasped behind your back, and your feet are shuffling on the burgundy carpets with a quiet noise. There was not a soul around, and crows were cawing in the distance. But you weren't scared, not a bit. Something inside you said you were safe. And then you would find a tall mirror in a silver frame with rose inserts in the hallway. You felt everything at that moment, but you didn't control your own body. Leaning closer to the mirror, you saw everything except the face. Your fingers were gently tucking your hair behind your ears. After that, the palms gently slid down the red fabric, knocking the dust off the dress, the nails lightly tapped on the metal spokes of the corset. And at that moment, someone else's stronger arms were wrapped around your waist. You giggled while the stranger pulled you to his chest, kissing your neck.

"You're still beautiful, my rose.."

You are instantly pulled out of your memories by the same cawing of crows, once peacefully sitting on the branches of a tall tree near the estate.

You're on the second floor. It's like you're walking straight somewhere in slow motion, and numbers are flashing in your head. One, two, three, four. You walk with amazing precision around the wooden planks creaking on the floor, hidden under the palace. Your body seemed to know all the answers. This part of the estate was particularly dark, and there was no light in the hallway at all. It's strange, but it's daytime. It's only at the end of the corridor in one of the rooms that you notice a dim glow. You're going there.

It was one of the darkest rooms. The dark curtains were tightly closed, not letting in a single ray of sunlight. Candles stood on a desk in the corner of the room and a few on the floor, here and there. It seemed that the owner of the estate did not need lighting at all, but only showed someone the way. To you. At that moment, you notice a large velvet armchair with a man on it. The stranger was sitting in front of a large portrait almost the entire wall. Was there... you in the portrait?

You swallow nervously and hug yourself, taking an uncertain step closer. There are hundreds of rushing thoughts in your head, but none of them brought you proper comfort at that moment. My heart is pounding in my chest. The stranger seemed to notice you, the atmosphere in the room instantly changed, but he did not pay any attention to you, instead fixing his gaze on the portrait. His head rests on his arm in a bored manner, and you notice an open bottle of wine with a half-empty glass next to him on the table.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? I mean the painting."

The man's voice is like a bolt from the blue. His hoarse, slightly rough voice seemed to come from the very depths of his chest, giving you goosebumps. It took you a few moments to gather your courage together and answer him.

"..yes, it is."

"There's a whole story behind this simple painting," he intones, seemingly staring out the window. His movements are unreadable. But the tension in the room was palpable. And yet, it seemed to you that a stranger was watching your every move, "Would you like to hear this story?"

Your answer was silence. He probably just needed someone to listen to him.

"It's not an easy story, it doesn't have a happy ending, like in your vanilla fairy tales. Life is far from a fairy tale," he begins with a slight grin, "You see, this picture shows not an ordinary woman, she is special. Special in everything. She was the love of my life.."

At this point the man stops. Perhaps he was thinking, or it just hurt him to remember all this.

And so he gets up. His strong but neat figure floats smoothly towards the window, holding his hands behind his back. The man is wearing strict black trousers and a slightly rumpled white shirt. You notice a dark, worn raincoat resting on the arm of a chair. Black wavy hair falls carelessly over the man's broad shoulders.

"I think you've noticed that I'm not an simple person. Or rather, I'm not human at all. So, a creature with such a weak appearance. And I'm not nearly as young as this body may seem."

You take a careful step closer, placing your palm on the back of the chair in the hope of grounding yourself. The material is pleasantly warm and rough.

"..I don't remember the exact year when my journey with this woman began, and I think it's for the best..."

"You don't like remembering her?"

"It would be correct to say that I would like to forget about her," the man takes another breath, then continues, "But I can tell you how it ended and why I will never forget her. We met completely by chance, it happened at a simple city holiday. But I will always remember those big eyes shining with happiness. I fell in love with her instantly, my soul wanted to spend the rest of eternity with her. But the girl didn't know that I was a vampire. And yet, we ended up together anyway. Two incompatible worlds: the world of light and joy and the world of darkness and night. After all, I was going to propose marriage to her.."

The man's voice sounds strangely indifferent and monotonous, even calm. Although you can see how his body tightens a little during the story.

"..and she got sick right before the wedding. The doctor said she wouldn't live a week. There was terrible medicine at that time, and I was young and naive, I didn't know what I could do about it. The only option was to turn her into a vampire.. But I was selfish. I was afraid of losing her light, her warmth. Her humanity. If she became a vampire, she would lose herself. And I watched her die. She was dying in my arms. This young flower of light was fading right in my icy embrace. And yet, she kept telling me about a bright future... She was so stupid. Or too smart to realize the edge of death. Until her last breath, she loved me, she accepted that I was a vampire. Although.. She probably knew about it from the beginning. A smart girl. And she wanted a child with my eyes so much."

Finally, the man turns to face you. You immediately notice the poverty of his face and the redness of his eyes shining in the semi-darkness, like a predator's. They slowly evaluate you from head to toe. There is a slightly creepy smile on his lips. But you feel strangely comfortable, not even flinching at the intensity of his gaze.

"I was devastated and insane. It was the most intense grief in my entire eternal life. I killed too many people that year. Not to eat, to numb the pain. All the victims had their throats chewed out and their bellies ripped open. All the bodies were in the town square, the residents were afraid to go out into the streets," a slight smile plays on his face, "The servants began to fear me, their master. I locked myself in the mansion for years, just staring at this portrait. And no one else in this city has heard about me, and meanwhile the residents have a new horror story for kids: the bloody Count Eric Draven."

The man pauses for a moment, taking a few steps forward. His hand touches your cheek. His cold touch burns.

"I loved her more than my life.. and now you. It's like fate is playing with me, opening old rotten wounds."

Eric's words are full of despair and sorrow, and you can see how his eyes are almost filled with tears, but he restrains himself.

"I'm a simple little human who was interested in seeing an old abandoned mansion.." you say with a bit of fear, trying to distance yourself from the unpleasant cold of his skin.

The man comes, grabbing your face and burying his long fingers in your hair, squeezing slightly.

"But you look exactly like her! Face, voice, movements.. It's like she's talking to me through you. And here we are again, dear Y/N.."

A sad smile slides over the pale face. Your body tightens when he unmistakably calls your name. Your heart tells you to snuggle up to his gentle touch, hug this lonely, strangely dear man, but your mind screams the opposite.

"Answer me, am I going crazy..?" This time his voice sounds on the verge of tears and you can see how his hands are shaking.

"..I don't know."

"You don't know... Please don't leave me again. I've been waiting too long. You made my dead heart beat and now you're taking this long-awaited life out of it again. Please, my rose.. Give me a chance, you'll remember everything. I will show you our world anew, I will teach you how to love me.. please."

[how-serene]

❀ REQUEST RULES ❀

Requests are currently CLOSED

General Rules -

Please be kind, and patient when sending in a request. I have a life outside of this blog, but will do my best to upload your request as soon as Im able to. Sending in a prompt or idea will immensely help me, so keep that in mind. I also will deny a request if I am not comfortable with it. (Minors Don’t Interact)

What I WILL write - Light smut, Angst, Fluff, Yandere, Reader Death, Platonic!Reader, Fem!Reader, Neutral!Reader

What I will NOT write - Heavy smut, OC x Character, Character x Character, Abuse, Rape, SA, Mommy/Daddy kinks

Lists of who I write for down below.

David Dastmalchian List - Bob Taylor, Abner Krill, Johnson (Reprisal), Jack Delroy, James Lewis, Kurt Goreshter, Piter De Vries, Wojchek, Thomas Schiff.

Slasher List - Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Pinhead, Eric Draven, The Lost Boys, Jack Torrance, Eric Binford, Norman Bates, Killer Klowns.

Final Girls/Boys - Sidney Prescott, Randy Meeks, Laurie Strode, Ash Williams, Ellen Ripley, Jess Bradford, Julie James, Helen Shivers, Ray Bronson, Emerald Haywood, Wendy Torrance, R.J. MacReady, Michael Emerson, Star (Lost boys).

Others - Eddie Munson, Dano!Riddler, Twin Peaks (all characters), The Outsiders (all characters), The Warriors 1979 (all characters).

Michael Jackson - Darryl (Bad short film), Captain Eo, The Scarecrow. (I only write for characters Michael has played).

Will also write for ALL Dead By Daylight characters.

If you don't see someone on the list, but are curious if I will write for them, feel free to ask me.

<3

[incrediblewallcrawler]

INFO!!

hello hello!! this is my first time running a RP blog so bear with me 🙏. here’s some info abt me & some boundaries! if it seems like we click, bug me in dms for my discord!

I’m luca, he/they, 19

my blog is 18+!!!! i’m not comfortable interacting or roleplaying with any minors, period.

I write shit! fic & roleplay enjoyer for… at least a decade I think, I was a warrior cats kid

Literate, multi-para; I write for content over length, but we can discuss expectations!

work limits my activity, but I do make an effort to respond

major fandoms are x-men (+ marvel as a whole), d&d, + baldur’s gate 3, though i’m into a lot! muses from other fandoms will be in my list below

massive multishipper; I’ll be down for most anything as long as we discuss it!

i’m not a proshipper, however, and anything illegal or uncomfortable for me is a no-go. (i’m down for relationships with aspects of toxicity but absolutely Nothing that crosses the line into abuse.)

I prefer queer pairings (most if not all of of my muses are hc’ed as queer); but bi4bi and pan4pan also rock. purely heterosexual pairings r just a bit uncomfortable for me to write!

open to OC x canon as long as we talk about it! some I may not be down for due to hc sexualities but 90% of my characters are portrayed as bisexual so like. whatever

also open to rarepairs and crackships!

I will NOT roleplay anything romantic with/as characters under 18!

I can write suggestive content, but smut is on a very case-by-case basis and lots of communication & boundaries are required. :) 9/10 I will probably not want to do smut!

angst lover, fluff appreciator; I love to write fluff, but I’d prefer to have some drama in there

Muses below the cut!

MUSES!!

Primary Muses:

Kurt Wagner; X-MEN (Earth-616 and XM97; I can do others as well! but those are my primaries)

Logan Howlett; X-MEN (Earth-616, XM97, Movies)

Cardinal; X-MEN (Moira 9)

Eric Draven; THE CROW (‘94 Movie)

Astarion Ancunín; BG3

Zerakas; BG3 (Durge)

Lazuli; D&D (OC)

Dorian Storm; CRITICAL ROLE

Secondary Muses:

Jean Grey; X-MEN (Earth-616, XM97, Movies)

Morph; X-MEN (XM97)

Wade Wilson; MARVEL (Earth-616, Movies)

Scott Summers; X-MEN (Earth-616, XM97, Movies)

Gale Dekarios; BG3

Shadowheart; BG3

Loras Tyrell; GOT/ASOIAF

Party Poison; TTLOTFK

Klaus Hargreeves; TUA

Rengoku Kyojuro; KNY

Obi-Wan Kenobi; STAR WARS

Cel Athame; STAR WARS (OC)

Lanix Valen; STAR WARS (OC)

Tertiary Muses:

Rahne Sinclair; X-MEN (Earth-616, Movies)

Gwen Stacy; MARVEL (Earth-65, Spiderverse)

Anna Marie/Rogue; X-MEN (Earth-616, XM97)

Remy LeBeau; X-MEN (Earth-616, XM97)

Erik Lehnsherr; X-MEN (Earth-616, Movies)

Charles Xavier; X-MEN (Movies)

Enver Gortash; BG3

[rose-and-thorn-fanfics]

Hey lovely how are you this fine evening or whatever time of day it is where you are? I was wondering if I could request a little Eric draven x reader where there’s a small age gap like reader is around her early mid twenties say 23-25 with Eric in his early EARLY thirties where he’s saved her life and is very protective always making sure she’s safe. Essentially lots of fluff and feel good with some cuddles and protective vibes from a worried Eric because he doesn’t want to lose the reader. Female preferred but not required. Thanks hun!

Hey! Sorry for the late response! I’m on it! Let’s say the reader is 24 and Eric is 31! (I’m personally a fan of safe and healthy age gap relationships getting representation, so I’m happy to fulfill your request!). This will be a two part fic. Because I’m feeling extra inspired! 🥳

“Learn To Fly” Eric Draven x femme reader (age gap) part 1:

You had hinted about her approaching 24th birthday multiple times to your family that week. It was getting pathetic how obvious you had to be with each hint. Your mom seemed distant and distracted by dealing with the landlords of their apartment building as the rent had gotten steeper that month. Even your older sister stared blankly or changed the subject every time something birthday related was hinted at.

‘It’s like they’re completely out of touch with my life, despite the fact I live in the same damn apartment…’ You thought, walking home from your job at the local pawn shop. ‘I mean, this is exactly why I don’t share my personal life with them. What’s even the point if they don’t listen?’ You thought of Eric Draven, and the way he had saved you (a complete stranger at that time) back in October when the warehouse location of your old job caught fire. At least you knew someone cared. You bit your lip, blushing and pulling your coat tighter around your shoulders. For a man of such a violent reputation he was so gentle and sweet with you. Now it was December, and you’d been sneaking out to see him under the guise of “working extra hours at a laundromat.” It was easy enough to lie to your family because honestly they didn’t really listen when you talked. Your heart sunk as you entered the main floor of your apartment building. It did hurt. You couldn’t just ignore the feeling of regret when lying specifically to Kat, your sister. The two of you had been so close growing up. Now the disconnect was palpable. If only you could make things right…

The stairs creaked under your boots as you climbed slowly to the third floor. Walking down the hall, you unlocked the first door to your right with your key, entering the apartment and tossing your purse haphazardly on the couch. “Mom? Kat? I’m home!” You stated, more out of habit than to actually get their attention.

“It’s just me, Y/n.” Kat said, emerging from the small kitchen.

“Oh.” You said. “Where’s mom?” You asked. “And why is it so damn cold in here?”

“Mom’s out at another job interview. Until she gets another job, we need to conserve money and use the heater sparingly.” Kat explained, plopping down on the couch and kicking her feet up on the cardboard moving-box full of books they were using as a coffee table.

“Hey, Kat, can we uh… talk?” You said, attempting to mention your birthday again.

“Is this about your fake laundromat job?” Kat said, acting like it was common knowledge.

“—What? You! Please tell me you haven’t told mom!” You panicked.

“Nope. Haven’t told her. Don’t plan to. I just personally want to know who you’re dating that you don’t have the decency to tell your older sis about? I sure hope he’s worth it.” Kat said smugly.

A million thoughts of excuses and lies faced through your head. But there was something about the way that Kat was looking at you, staring at you, that compelled you to speak the truth. “Ok. Well if you’re not telling mom. I guess I can tell you a… bit about him.” You started. “He’s really handsome and sweet and gentle, and his name is Eric. Remember the fire at the old warehouse I used to work at? Well… he saved me.”

“So he was working there too? Or was he a firefighter?” Kat asked.

“Um. Not really either.” You answered. Despite that the apartment was freezing, you felt a drop of sweat sliding down your temple. You were regretting the whole ‘honesty’ thing.

“Mhm. And how old is this Eric?” Kat pressed. Her gaze was level and unwavering in meeting your’s.”

“Thirty-one.” You said quietly.

“Thirty-ONE?” Kat arched an eyebrow judgmentally. “That’s an EIGHT YEAR age difference.”

“It’ll be SEVEN years age difference tomorrow.” You said indignantly. “I don’t see why it bothers you so much. Like, honestly Kat, as long as he treats me with respect, does it really matter?“

“What if he’s taking advantage of you?” Kat replied, pursing her lips and crossing her arms.

“I’m a grown woman. I can make judgement calls for myself.” You said, trying to regain a sense of emotional balance. ‘Like you fucking care.’ You thought bitterly. “If you really are so protective of me, then why is this topic only coming up now? I’ve been dating Eric for months.”

Kat was silent for a few minutes, then finally spoke. “You’re right. I should’ve told mom the second I found out you were lying about that laundromat job. But I thought we were close. I wanted to wait to see if you’d open up to me about him on your own.”

You blinked, all your planned defensive retorts fading away, replaced by immense hurt. “Well I guess we both were wrong about eachother.” You said, grabbing your purse in a daze and shuffling into your bedroom and shutting the door. You locked it behind you, and burst into tears. ‘It’s not my fault you made me feel invisible.’ You thought, mascara dripping down your cheeks. ‘If you hadn’t treated me like a ghost, then I would’ve never kept anything from you, Kat.’

The clock ticked steadily. Hours passed, and you had changed into your nightgown. You heard your mom come home around 11:30pm, followed by the very loud voice of Kat telling your mom everything.

Your mom proceeded to bang on your door. “Y/n?!” She shouted. “Open up.” You stayed silent, curled up on your bed with no intention of letting her in. The banging persisted for a few more minutes, followed by cursing and then eventually silence.

The clock struck midnight. Rain poured outside. You’d never felt so alone. “Happy birthday to me…” your voice shook as you sang softly. “Happy birthday to me…”

TAP TAP TAP!

You bolted upright, eyes scanning the room in alarm. What was that noise? Dragging yourself out of bed, you paced around the room, until you heard the noise again.

TAP TAP!

You glanced at the window to your left, and covered your mouth to suppress a yelp. A big black crow sat perched on your window. Behind it, in the rain crouched Eric Draven, soaked to the bone on the fire-escape. Your surprise quickly turned to excitement. The crow pecked at the window again with its beak, and Eric mouthed out “Happy Birthday”, followed by a flash of his irresistible smile.

Quickly, you unlatched the window, pushing it up with all your strength so he could easily climb inside. He carefully entered, closing the window behind you pulling you into a hug.

“Eric!” You said, a bit too loudly. He held up a finger to his lips, then tilted your chin up with his hand and kissing you on the lips with a gentle passion.

TO BE CONTINUED! If you like this, lmk by messaging me or sending an anonymous ask saying you enjoyed it! Reblogs are always encouraged! 💗

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BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

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Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

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Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

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King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

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Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

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Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

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Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

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Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

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Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

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Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

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The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

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Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

WWE: Rhea Ripley, Roman Reigns.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year)

Astarion (Baulder’s Gate 3)

Babbo Natale (Violent Night)

Barbie (Barbie 2023)

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John Doe (John Doe Game)

Jonathan Levy (Scenes from a Marriage)

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King Baldwin (Kingdom of Heaven)

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Laurent LeClaire (In Secret)

Linda Gunderson (Rio)

Llewyn Davis (Inside Lleywn Davis)

Master Chief (Halo)

Mike (5lbs of Pressure)

Moe Doodle (Doodle Bops)

Nani Palekai (Lilo & Stitch)

Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina)

Outcome-3 (The Bourne Legacy)

Orestes (Agora)

Paul Blart (Paul Blart: Mall Cop)

Paul Cable (Last Stand at Saber River)

Peggy Bundy (Married With Children)

Peter Mitchell (3 Men & A Baby)

Poe Dameron (Star Wars)

Prince John (Robin Hood 2010)

Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick)

Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)

Shiv (Pu-239)

Stanley Ipkiss (The Mask)

Star-Lord (Gaurdians of the Galaxy)

Tate Langdon (AHS: Murder House)

The Janitor (Willy’s Wonderland)

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[montcumbry-gaytor]

A Bullet with Butterfly wings p6

A/N : new chapter baybee ily so much ty for reading I might make a chapter index so I don't have to keep linking all my chapters individually 💔

A/N : Pronouns are He/Him

A/N : FEM ALIGNED DNI

WARNINGS : TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF THIS SHITS ADORABLE

You felt groggy, your hips aching, your hair a mess and your body littered in bruises and hickey's, the most distinguishable from your point of view being two very reddish-purple handprints on either of your hips.

You moved to sit up, using your hands to carry your weight, back hurting as you sat yourself up, recollecting memories of the night, your face flushing.

You eyed around your bedroom, frowning as your room felt empty without Eric, but all of the clothes in your floor had been picked up, and you heard the faint sound of your washer running.

"Oh- lay back down, you'll hurt yourself." You heard, watching as Eric came through your bedroom door with a bag, and for the first time, you saw his unpainted face.

"Wow.." you hummed, adoring his features, he looked cuter than you thought.

"Hm?"

"Nothing, you just look even sexier without your makeup."

He chuckled at your comment, setting the plastic bag on the counter as he guided you back to lay down on your bed.

"I left a lot of bruises, I'm sorry." He sighed, looking almost upset with himself.

"It's alright, I liked it"

You hummed, cupping his face and bringing it down to peck his lips.

"what's in the bag?"

You asked, nodding over to the prophesized bag that lay in all it's glory on your table.

"A few things, don't ask me how I got it though."

He laughed out, walking back over to the bag and digging through it, grabbing a orange juice bottle and bringing it to you.

"If you rarely come outside you have to get vitamin D somehow."

"I got your Vitamin D last night, but thank you."

Taking a sip of your new drink as you eyed over at him, who rolled his eyes at the joke, but smiling nonetheless.

"I don't think I'll be able to open the library after last night, it hurts to even sit down."

You sighed, closing your bottle and sitting it on your nightstand, eyeing your balcony, you had realized how long it's been since you'd smoked, but you decided not to think of it as to not provoke the habit again.

"Eric?"

You called out, gesturing for him to come sit on the bed, watching him comply as he sat down.

"I hate to spring this on you but I want to know.."

You felt your heart waver, feeling bad to even say this.

"I want to make sure that what we did wasn't something one time before you ditch me like you never existed."

Eric shook his head at the thought, leaning over to press a chaste kiss to me your forehead.

"It's different, I never thought I'd exist like this, not only, dead but, I thought I'd spend my life with Shelly until I was old and saggy, but I like the thought of spending my death with you."

You teared up a little at his words, trying so hard not to show it.

"oh fuck you."

You huffed, pushing yourself up, pressing your lips to his, tanging your hands in his hair.

"you are the cheesiest man I've ever met."

You sighed as you pulled away, pressing your forehead to his, eyes fluttering shut as he took the pads of his thumbs and wiping tears from your tired eyes.

"As much as I appreciated you cleaning me up last night, I need a shower."

Slumping onto Eric's figure, he took it upon himself to pick you up, cradling you in his arms and bringing you to your bathroom and sitting you on your counter.

He made quick work of making a bath, rolling up his sleeves and tying his wavy hair into a ponytail as he picked you back up and sat you in the bath, warm water attacking your bruises, soothing the ache.

You two kept the silence, you appreciated his works as he washed your hair, body, taking care of you, leaving little kisses on your shoulder as he wrinsed your hair off.

He made quick work of washing your body, wrinsing it off and leaving you for a quick second to grab a towel and pulling you out of your bath, supporting you as you stood on the bath mat.

He took his time to dry your body and hair, wrapping the towel around your body, leaving you once more to retrieve clean clothes, coming back with breifs, basketball shorts you'd used as pajamas, and a very large band t-shirt.

He dressed you, brushed your hair, everything he could to take care of you, you felt like a porcelain doll in gentle hands.

Soon you found yourself cuddling Eric on your bed, chatting about simple things as it came later and later in the day, sharing more things about your life.

You felt open, cared for, warm in the cold of the city.

"Fun little fact, I was in a band."

Eric tipped, explaining he was the guitarist and lead singer for the group, talking about his friends in the band aswell.

"I expect to have merch at some point."

"That is very doable."

"Better be."

You spent the night in each others arms, the bruises already fading away with the much needed rest.

The sky turned dark quicker than you expected, exhaustion hitting you.

"Just go to sleep, I'll be here when you wake up."

Eric said, kissing your forehead, you leaned into his touch, nodding with a whisper of an 'ok' curling into him, he oddly smelled of nature and gasoline.

'a fucking wildfire.'

A/N : this one was a little short but I felt it was necessary </3 Eric and Salem don't need to be attacked or have smex this time

[elthoughtzos]

I don’t understand why people get so pressed when you write about certain characters paired with readers or OC’s and not their canon significant other(s). Like for example, Yoriichi x reader. Even though he’s canonically married to Uta. Like don’t get me wrong, Yoriichi x Uta is one of my favorite ships in KNY besides Obanai x Mitsuri. I absolutely adore both of those ships, but also let people enjoy whoever they want to enjoy. Like not so long ago I came across an Eric Draven (The Crow) x reader fic and the writer was being shamed for not writing him with his canonical partner, Shelly Webster. And I’m just like why???? Like they’re not hurting anyone and as long as the pairing is not an adult with a minor, people should be allowed to enjoy their favorite characters.

[findroleplay]

👻🎃💀🦇 HAPPY HALLOWEEN 👻🎃💀🦇

Spooky season is finally here and I'm aaaall for it, so I bring some rp suggestions for horror lovers to get in the mood.

I mostly prefer romance roleplay but I couldn't care less about genders. Give me all, no discrimination.

To be fair, I couldn't be any more excited about the Interview with the vampire remake so I would **adore** to roleplay Louis x Lestat! Guess I'd feel more comfy roleplaying for Lestat, but can perfectly do both.

Other ships I'd love to do would be Van Helsing x Anna Valerious because, are you kidding me? Best spooky bickering romance. Also deserve better. Would prefer writing for Van Helsing but everything is debatable.

Gomez x Morticia Addams. The one and only. Peak of romance. Would prefer writing for Morticia.

Dracula x Mina (from Coppola's movie only) would also be a good fit. I can play any of these characters if I'm being honest.

Victor x Victoria/ Emily from Corpse Bride. But I also like Victoria x Emily because-- yeah, it's a fun concept.

Kind of underrated for my favourite movie but if someone would give me an Eric Draven x Shelly Webster from The Crow I'd die. Straight up. Can also pair him with an oc, don't care, just want to write as him.

Victor Frankenstein x Elizabeth/ Henry because I'm eager to write about my crazy science boy. I can also pair him with an oc.

Does Maleficent count as a Halloween movie? Whatever, I love Maleficent x Diaval so I'm up for that too!

PLEASE: Be at least 18 and don't lie about your age. Don't ghost: it's disrespectful. Be open to plot and understand if life gets busy/ we don't want to continue/ we want to change the plot because we don't enjoy it. I'm comfortable with smut but if that's all you're looking for, I'm not your ideal partner. Don't interact if you're not interested.

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