#Eric Northman oneshot

[kahuunknown]

Prized Beast - True Blood Eric Northman fanfic

!NOTE!: (18+), inspiration from TRUE BLOOD TV Show, Eric Northman x male reader, Male-reader/(Y/N) is replaced with alternative terms.

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Eric couldn’t help it, usually he wasn’t so sentimental or wondrous about sex, but the little beast beneath him was nothing short of beautiful. He couldn’t stop his eyes from trailing the expanse of the muscled back rippling and arching before him, each push and pull earning a new shape and curve to that untouched skin. Colour a gorgeous olive tan, a shade blessed and kissed by the sun, it was warm and familiar- the same kind of skin tone of viking women during the long-summer. It was soft, velvet and youthfully delicate. Stretchy and forgiving to his rougher nature.

Eric groaned lowly, eyes flickering briefly to the back of his head, as he realised his nails had dug through and pierced the boy’s smaller body and drawn a flavour unlike any other. It smelt warm, satly like the sea of his origin, earthy like the sandelwood of forests- but sweet, if only naturally. Like vanilla bean and fruit. Juicy. His Tiger smelt like home. Natural and untampered. Pure and his alone.

Eric moaned obscenely as a hand left the boy’s hip to gift his tongue with the pleasure of tasting the treat he’d stained his own fingers with, cutting his own flesh in the hurry of consuming such an addiction. Fangs in the way, but all of Eric’s self control had left him hours ago, instincts ruled him and his horny bloodlust wouldn’t let him calm.

His beast usually waited until near dawn to arrive, but tonight had been different. Eric had smelt him, heard that rapid animal heart-beat, well before the young man had even neared the establishment. But he waited, patiently so.

For that grumpy expression to become expossed to his ocean eyes, for that pout to rile his excitement, for those yellow feline-eyes to seduce him. Eric waited, for he was no new fledgling, he was old and experienced in the art and reward of waiting. Godric had instilled the importance of such a lesson and Eric would never forget something so valuable.

Then, there he was. Tucked into a hoody much to large- it was his, and Eric relished in the fact that his scent was prominant and consuming the boy properly. Eric felt a wave of pride fill him, as not only was the little beast uncaring of other vampire- He was loyal, Eric preened. But he was also respecting the rule Eric had fussed over, others needed to know who the shifter belonged to. Who owned him.

The beginnings of a purr was igniting within Eric’s throat, especially as his beast neared him. He could now see black combat pants, with pockets that Eric could sense was filled with something silver- always the cautious little boy. Good.

The red glimmer of an earring, and Eric couldn’t stop himself from smiling smugly- his clever beast had thought of the idea. To have some of his blood on hand, safely and inconspicously hidden within the small vile of an innocent earring. Never used. But it made Eric feel better during his day-absence.

But this night, right... yes, Eric recalls, it was unusual.

He was practically vibrating with the hum leaving his lips as arms curled around his boy’s waist and hugged him close. That made his Tiger’s expression now available to him, the shifter looked conflicted- but with eyes blown so wide, Eric knew things were progressing smoothly. Sexuality didn’t mean much to a vampire... But his beast was a hesitant soul, stuck in the mindset of human tradition which had been imprinted. Eric was quick to fight such thoughts, battle it with force and persuasion. While his work wasn’t yet complete, Eric knew he had won something when the boy chose him. This night, his Tiger had confided reluctantly to him. And this was a change.

Eric rumbles at the brilliant hotness of his creature, so warm, so comforting. Like access to a sun away from suns. His own personal source of the long forgotten but well-missed heat of the day. The new position granted Eric the expanse of throbbing skin to his mouth, neck expossed and vulnerable to an attack which was undoubtly going to occur.

“My pet, this is unusual of you.” Eric chimes, eyeing his property stood before him. The eyes of some still lingered, but most were too caught up in lust, alcohol or simply the desire to move with the music. His pet looked uncomfortable, but in actuality, Eric was already well aware of this fact. He could sense the emotion from the blood bond. But he could not decipher why...

His Tiger’s expression remained bored, but Eric knew better, his grumpy kitten couldn’t fool him. But others were not so privy to understanding the subtleties of his prized possession.

“I need your help.”

It was but a whisper, soft and sweet. Embarrassment know flooded the bond and Eric was eager to understand why. Why, why, why? This was so highly unexpected. His shifter was a strong supernatural- humans were mostly no threat to him... And Eric had already honored his side of the bargin. So no other supernatural’s should bother the young boy further, unless, they had? But even then... He was confident his boy was powerful enough.

Of course, Pam was by their side in an instant, just as surprised and delighted to hear such words fall from lips as tightly sealed as their resident Tiger’s maw.

“Did I hear correctly?” She teased, silently urging him to repeat himself.

But Eric waved her back to her duties quickly at the massive spike of anxiety that clouded his bond, now even he was worried. She huffed with a frown, but rolled her eyes dramatically and did as she was told.

Standing, Eric allowed himself to briefly marvel the difference in height, shiver as those feline gold eyes followed him. Fuck, those damn eyes- they had such power over him, but he’d never let their owner know that.

“Come.” Eric ordered, “Let’s speak in the office.”

Relief came... Eric wondered what this was all about. Easily dividing the crowd, and while some humans watched with envy and jealousy, many of the vampires present understood that the Tiger was his. And that was to be respected, and reason enough, to earn priority from his duties on display as Sheriff and business-owner. They bowed their heads, and averted their eyes.

The door closed swiftly behind the shifter, and Eric found himself holding the boy still as his nose dotted about the mortal’s form. Hands patting down the smaller for injuries he perhaps wasn’t capable of detecting. The beast waited patiently, not stopping Eric until the vampire was satisfied. Head pressing against a warm chest, Eric concentrated on the heart beat once more, double checking that it was healthy and normal. It was a little fast, but otherwise fine. He frowned, stepping back.

“I-...”

“You’re temperature has risen, and your heart beats quickly. But nothing is wrong...” Eric mumbles.

“I’m fine.” His pet assured before pausing, “Mostly.”

“What is it?”

“It’s me.” The shifter admitted through clenched teeth. He looked and felt unhappy to be sharing anything with Eric, and yet the boy continued. “I’m a shifter.”

“Yes. I’m aware.” Eric mused, perhaps he was over thinking things?

“I’m omega.” It was added, swiftly and beyond quietly. Eric was sure that without his enhanced hearing, no creature would be able to detect something so silent and muffled. But he heard it. And he didn’t dare ask his Tiger to repeat such a declaration. The implication was enough. A spark of greed clouded Eric’s mind as he knew how incredably rare such a beast was- but he restrained himself.

No wonder the Tiger had trouble with other shifters (Were’s included). The boy was a walking, talking magnet. Valuable to every supernatural creature. Of course... Eric pondered. His boy was an excellent tracker, had given abilities that exceeded regular shifters and... those damn eyes. Eric nearly hit himself, those golden orbs were a dead give away.

“You-“ Eric paused, “You said you needed my help.”

The shifter nodded his head, “Normally, I’d figure this out on my own... But-“ He cut himself off, the little beast was unable to finish that sentence and Eric knew exactly why. His night has gone from boring to electric in mere minutes.

“I understand.” Eric assured, picking his words carefully. His chest puff up upon hearing the further loyalty in his tiger’s words (or lack of/implication). “I’ll help you.”

His Tiger’s shoulders slumped, and while there’s still a lingering nervousness and anxiousness, there is undoubtedly a type of relief paired with disgust. Eric ignored that last feeling, for he’d overcome it eventually.

“Is it tonight?”

He nods, and Eric is glad for the excuse to abandon Fangtasia.

Eric raises a palm to press against his big cat’s cheek, the boy doesn’t have the curouge to meet his eyes, but Eric can feel how despite the still rather grumpy expression, the Tiger presses into the touch. It wasn’t going to be their first time together, but it would be memerable and would change their dynamic.

So here he was. Fucking his dear omega prize.

Eric knew it was said to be special sleeping with an omega during heat, but the occassion was so rare that even Godric had not experienced such a thing. Still, he would disagree. It was so much more than special. It was otherworldly.

It felt like the perfect balance between man and women. And finally (aside from fellow vampires), Eric found a partner able to compete with his sexual stamina. Fuck, the little tiger just felt so very good. Unlike anything. He tasted brighter. He sounded pretty. He moved animalistically.

“You know, I’m offended I wasn’t invited.” Pam drawls.

Eric hadn’t even heard her. Hadn’t noticed her at all. Too focused on feeling everything, hearing everything, tasting everything. It scared him that Pam was able to do such a thing. So much so, that he initially snapped and hissed at her. Bearing down upon his dazed shufter and crushing the poor boy beneath him in an instinctually protective stance.

Pam seemed shocked as well, but then the scent hit her. And she forgot about Eric’s posessiveness, and moaned at the taste in the air, fangs shooting out uncontrolled.

“Is he?”

“Yes.” Eric croaked, “My tiger appears to have been keeping a rather serious secret from us.”

“I can’t believe he smells so damn good.” Pam hums.

“He feels even better.” Eric rasps, pushing himself up to better allow Pam to see the blissed and sex-drunk state of Eric’s dear beasty. And removing the protective stance he’d been displaying. There was no need if it were just his child, his progeny.

“Fuck.” She swears, biting a lip. Rounding the bed, she drags her done-up nails upon the shifter’s scalp. Tugging his locks of midnight hair in order to further expose the pretty face behind. Feline eyes dilate before expanding once more. He looked wild, Pam noted. Untamed despite the circumstance. Those hands were gripping at the sheets with white knuckles, in fact, she might’ve seen those precious talons of his extended and digging into the material. He didn’t want to be here, he didn’t want to be in this position... be with a man. Be wanted by men.

Pam nearly laughed at the irony. Oh how she wished she’d found the pussy cat herself, claimed him for herself. He’d have been happier then, but Eric would win this war, she had no doubt about that. The Tifer would succum to the Viking, submit to him fully in due time.

Unable to remain still any longer, Eric resumes his rythum of thrusting once more. And his shifter wheezes at the quick pace, but Pam silences him with her mouth. Bring the omega into a sloppy kiss. Her tongue traced those cute little pointed canines of his, while her own fangs threatened to draw blood. But she knew Eric wouldn’t be happy about that, she knew that tasting the omega was only a matter of time. Still it was hard to resist such a temptation before her.

Pulling away, Pam gives the special shifter’s cheek a quick peck. She briefly gazes at her Maker, whom looks to have returned to a daze of lust. Perhaps, she’d join in next time. Trotting away, Pam wanders in the direction of her coffin. The day would join them soon.

Eric and and his newly discovered Omega had been at it for hours, but dawn quickly began presenting itself. Pam’s interupting them was evidence of that fact, she didn’t like to be in the basement without appropriate need. Eric near roared as he climaxed, fangs extended and showing off their might. Lengthier and more prominant due to his age and power.

Calming himself, and steadying a non-beating heart, Eric examines his little beast carefully. The Tiger was near passed out, but his body responded appropriately regardless, still wanting more. Bruises and bites littered the boy black and blue. And while there was pride in such ownership, Eric knew it was only fair to heal the omega.

Biting his wrist, mortal lips numbly suckle at the blood. Not much is needed, and his feline doesn’t drink more than is nessessary, he takes what he is given. He’s a good pet, Eric nearly coos.

He’d never let the boy stay with him during day-rest before. Of course, the Tiger had guarded the room from time-to-time, but Eric knew at this stage that the boy was little threat to him. Nor did he ever suspect his shifter had the intentions to harm himself or Pam.

Simply rolling to his side, Eric curled around his dear tiger and allowed sleep to take him into a temporary death. Together in deeper manner than ever before. This new revelation made Eric ponder the changes he could make to his future endeavours. But it also made him debate his level of possessiveness, as of course, should anyone discover such information, it would be remarkably dangerous for not just his pet- but to him and Pam, as well.

Love was not an emotion Eric would ever be capable of understand, nor any vampire really, but he liked his little beast. He really liked his dear Shifter, and for now, that was all that mattered to a mind as old as his own.

[thatdamnmutt-exe]

Nasty • Eric Northman

Plot: I read this eric smut of them fucking on a throne. (made by @masterjasper223 ) this is going to be an inspiration from that

Pairing: Eric Northman x Male!OC (Name: Hex)

Warnings: Explicit Content, Vampire x Human, NSFW, Blood Kink, Dom & Sub Dynamic, Pre Bottom Surgery, FtM, Self Masturbation, Praise, Worship, Slight Public Sex, Slight Possession.

Word Count: 2,173

Extras: Hex’s outfit: - Eric has long hair

Song: Nasty (Extended Version) - Russ

“Listen, there’s nothing like that

moan when the tip’s in.”

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hex was new to the whole vampire scene as his parents always made sure to scare him with lies about the blood suckers.

his family have always been on conservative side when it comes to vampires which is why they moved down to Bon Tomp back when hex was small. that was of course before vampires started appearing in the small town.

of course, hex ended up befriending sookie stakehouse about two weeks of living in the small town and the two have been inseparable since. his parents didn’t mind at all, to them sookie had always been a good role model to hex.

if only they knew where hex was now because of sookie.

bill and sookie had been summoned by their sheriff and hex simply wanted to go along for the ride… and to see eric of course. sookie knew that but didn’t say anything about it and eventually convinced bill to take him with them.

hex wasn’t exactly good at hiding about his little crush on eric. everyone could see how the boy looked at him or how hex would freeze up anytime eric spoke to him. eric even noticed but for the most part brushed it off. he didn’t have time to waste on a human, even if that said human intrigued him more than he care to admit.

the boy was currently sitting in the main room of fangtasia alone while eric and the others were off somewhere else discussing plans. hex had no interest in learning said plans since he always ends up being thrown head first in situations as it was.

his mind started to wander a bit as he looked around the bar, his eyes stopping on eric’s throne. quickly he made his way to sit in it and smiled triumphantly while pretending to be the king of the bar.

hex thought how eric spent most his nights in this chair and he sort of got excited at the thought. how eric would sit so comfortably in his chair.

thoughts of hex straddling eric while he sat on the chair filled his mind. grinding lightly while eric’s hands moved to rub his sides and eventually moving to grab his ass. hex let out a small groan at the thought of eric’s hands.

“fuck, eric.” hex breathed while his hand moved to take off pants before moving to rub on his clit that was still covered by his panties.

he didn’t think anyone would be coming back into the main room anytime soon, nevertheless he should make this quick.

hex continued tease himself all while imagining eric’s fingers doing magic on his body. his mind was filled with different fantasies of the tall, blonde vampire. eventually hex got tired of the teasing and needed more. he moved his fingers past the panties and moved fast circles directly on his clit.

rapids, quiet moans left his lips as his back arched against the back rest of the throne. hex’s entire lower half was basically out on display for anyone to see but that added to the excitement.

his head was leaned back against the back rest, his eyes closed right as he felt himself nearing the edge of his orgasm.

“well this is an interesting sight. i knew i heard something, but this wasn’t what i expected to see.” a calm yet amused voice filled the room which caused hex to sit straight up and cross his legs tightly close. a deep blush filling his entire face while his entire body shook with nerves. hex couldn’t bring himself to look at eric.

hex quickly got up from the throne and proceeded to say sorry endlessly. “i’m so sorry eric! i don’t know what came over me! let me clean it up for you! or i could just leave if you want me too! i’m so sorr-“ hex rambled but was cut off by the tall vampire moving directly in front of him and moving to grasp hex’s chin to make hex look up at him.

“i don’t remember telling you to stop, did you hear me say stop?” eric looked into hex’s eyes while licking his lips slightly. hex’s mouth grew dry at his words. there was no way this was happening right now.

“b-but i- you? why?” was all hex could muster up. eric let out a quick chuckle at this.

“i do not need to share my reasons with a human. besides, i don’t think you would mind too much. now, back to what you were doing.” eric commanded which hex obeyed quickly.

he made his way back to the throne and removed his pants again before continuing doing circles on his clit. previous actions quickly left his mind as he fell close to the edge once more.

once eric sensed that hex was close, he quickly moved to put himself between his legs, head level with hex’s entrance. he wasted no time moving hex’s fingers and replaced them with his tongue and his own fingers.

hex’s eyes flew open at the sensation and looked down at eric between his legs. eric’s tongue was like magic as he knew exactly all the right spots that would drive hex over the edge. the sight was godly to hex, he never thought that he would have the eric northman between his legs.

“eric i’m gonna-“ hex moaned out.

“cum for me, my prince.” eric looked up quickly to admire hex’s face that looked like was on the verge of tears from the pleasure. hex looked handsomely delicious. the thought of hex being in so much pleasure filled eric with such pleasure and excitement he hasn’t felt before. all he knew was that he wanted to always make hex feel this good.

eric’s words caused hex to spill over the edge with a rather loud, breathy moan. eric enthusiastically drank up all the juices before moving to look up at hex.

“you taste absolutely mesmerizing.” hex blushed at eric’s words and looked away. he was mainly flustered but the lingering question of why is eric taking such an interest him now?

“are you okay, prince? your face looks confused.” eric asked which pulled hex from his thought.

“it’s just- you’ve had no interest in me before now. why now?” eric looked away quickly before turning back towards hex.

“truth is, i’ve always found you interesting. i just never wanted to explore that. humans have little meaning to me anymore, and i didn’t want to waste my time on you. then seeing you on my throne, i just have to make you mine.” their eye contact was tense for a moment before hex leaned in and kissed eric.

eric quickly depended the kiss so their tongues could be together. eric vamped the two so hex was now straddling his lap and his hands were on hex’s butt. hex’s hands moved to feel eric’s chest while moving his head down to kiss alone his neck and collar bones.

eric’s fangs sprung free from his arousal which caused him to turn his head away out of respect for hex. hex felt his head move away which caused him to pull away from eric’s neck and turn to look at eric.

hex took eric’s chin in his hand and turned him to look at him before moving his fingers to trace the fangs lightly. “they’re so pretty. you can bite me if you want.” hex consented.

eric took hex’s hand that was tracing his fangs into his own hand and kissed it softly. he kissed it down to his wrist before puncturing the soft skin and sucking softly. hex let out a low moan at the pain before lightly grinding down on eric.

eric moved his free hand down hex’s exposed entrance and rubbed his clit once more which earned more whimpers from the boy on his lap.

hex started to feel light headed from both pleasure and the loss of blood. eric noticed and quickly removed his fangs from his wrist. blood dripped down his chin as he leaned in to kiss hex again.

hex pulled eric’s hand away from his clit once he felt close, “eric- mm- i want to feel you in me when i-i cum.” he said between whimpers as eric’s lips did magic along his neck.

“fuck me eric! right on your throne!” hex begged. eric obliged his request, he moved to remove hex’s shirt, leaving him completely naked, before vamping to move them again. hex’s back was now against eric’s throne while eric was above him, pinning him against the chair.

eric lower his pants and boxers which allowed hex to see eric’s cock. it was around seven inches long and had to be around four inches in width. hex was going to struggle to walk later but he didn’t mind, all he cared about right now was how he wanted to feel eric in him.

eric slowly moved to put his tip in and watched as hex’s face contorted from pain to pleasure. the sight could make eric cum right then and there. hex was the closest thing he could ever get to seeing heaven.

“more, please, fuck!” hex moaned to which eric granted. he pushed himself in all the way and let hex breathe a moment before slowly thrusting.

eric groaned at the feeling of hex’s walls clenching around him, the warmth of hex’s pussy traveled through his body, leaving him breathless.

“jesus fuck, you feel like heaven itself. i haven’t felt this good in centuries, my prince.” eric moaned while quickening his pace. his head dipping down into hex’s neck where he bite into the flesh to draw blood and to mark hex as his.

eric continued to do this three more times, one on the other side of his neck, then two more on each side of his collarbones. hex moaned louder each time eric’s fangs punctured his skin. hex’s blood began to flow down his chest which eric licked up somewhat. he wanted most of the blood to mix in with hex’s other fluids.

hex began to feel close to his climax for the umpteenth time. he couldn’t use his words as his brain was jumbled from all the pleasure and pain. instead he moved his hands up to grasp onto eric’s shoulders, nails digging into the cold skin.

his whimpers became more sporadic and frantic which made eric chuckle with satisfaction. “good god, look at you. you’re doing such a good job. taking me like this, i bet this is the best you’ve gotten. come on prince, cum for me. cum all over my throne so people know i pleasured you this good.”

the two made eye contact which made hex blush. eric’s thrusts became sloppy as he too was reaching his climax. hex decided he wanted to wait to cum with eric. he wanted to feel eric’s warmth fill him up as he let his own fluids go.

he didn’t have to wait long, eric reached his end. one hand gripping the back of his throne while the other moved to grip hex’s hips closer to him as he released all of himself inside of hex.

hex released his juices with a loud moan and his hands digging even deeper into eric’s shoulder, drawing blood.

the two stayed in their positions for a few minutes until they heard footsteps. eric quickly vamped to put his shirt on hex which was large enough to cover his body. eric moved them so hex was now sitting back on his lap, back facing him, as the two looked at pam, bill, and sookie that returned from where ever they were.

hex was a blushing mess as he tried to make himself look smaller in eric’s lap, he knew he’d be hearing about this later from both bill and sookie.

“well, looks and smells like the two of you had fun. i’m not cleaning that up.” pam said in regular monotone voice. bill was looking away out of respect for hex while sookie was holding back a laugh.

“well i’ll be damned hex, you actually got eric’s attention.” she laughed. “anyways, bill and i are heading back, it’ll be dawn soon. you coming with us or… going back for round two?” she joked.

“sookie!” hex groaned and hit his face in his hands. eric chuckled at this and lightly pecked hex’s forehead.

“round two sounds like it could be fun, what do you say sweetheart? want to stay for round two?” eric half joked. hex only groaned in a response.

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“Good god, look at you,

you’re doing such a good job.”

[crackinglamb]

AO3 Year End Roundup, 2023

Normally, I'd do this in a couple days, but we're close enough for government work (and I'm on a deliberate break anyhow, so nothing new is being posted). Normally this would also be a tag game, but I haven't seen it floating around yet, so...

Hey, you wanna do your own roundup? Go for it. Yes, I mean you (looking at you, DAFF crew). Consider this an open invite. Tag me back so I can see what y'all have been up to.

Words posted: 241,283 . This total has had subtracted from it the amount that already existed for the fic that carried over from last year (which was WG, of course). So this is actually what I posted this year.

Additional Words Written: ~166K. I have several WIP's going on in the background. One of which is finished and will begin posting after New Year's. Another of which is about halfway done. The rest are...procrastination projects/getting the wiggles out. They may never see the light of day. But they count as writing, so they are included.

Grand total of words: 407, 283 (goodness gracious)

Fandoms: 2

Works: 12, 11 of which were new.

Highest Kudos: Into the Current, at 271 (just like last year, I'm not counting WG since it wasn't new). The Iron Bull/OFC, rated E, 79K words, complete.

Highest Hit Oneshot: The Mighty Fall, at 706. Sookie Stackhouse/Eric Northman. Rated T, 2900 words.

New Things I Tried: I wrote a trio of fics for True Blood/Southern Vampire Mysteries this year. The WIP that's finished and waiting for the new year is a continuation of this series.

I also posted a ficlet I'd originally posted here on tumblr for archiving purposes. Some Years Into the Future...

Fic I Spent the Most Time On: Driftwood, my Bullmance series. Writing ItC itself wasn't particularly long, about two months, but T3, the next fic, is still being written. At first it was all going to be one long fic, but then I decided I've had enough of epics (meaning any work significantly over 100K words), and split it into parts.

Fic I Spent the Least Time On: The Mighty Fall. I have finally gotten to use the tag 'I wrote this instead of sleeping'. 🤣

Favorite Thing I Wrote: Usually, I have trouble with this category. I'm poly, you know. But this year, I actually DO have a fave. Okay...I have two.

How Deep the Bullet Lies - a gift for @rosella-writes, for the Solas Lovers Exchange. Solas/Cassandra Pentaghast with a whumpy open ending. Rated M, 4200 words.

More Than Mere Stone - a gift for my beloved @ir0n-angel in the same exchange. Solas/F!Trevelyan, pure fluff. Rated G, 1500 words.

Favorite Thing I Read: In Twain, by CatC. It's everything I wanted in a 'background character gets caught up in events' fic. With a sizzlingly hot Bullmance and So Much Cole. I think I've read it three or four times already. At least. If you need something comforting and wonderful, I cannot recommend it enough. It's simply delightful, and so is the author. Rated E, 172K words, WIP.

Something I Finished: I did it, at long last. I finished What a Wicked Game to Play. It was the focus of NaNo (and took literally three days once I put my mind to it, hence much of the other writing I did that hasn't been published). It feels really good to have my beloved Behemoth marked with a green checkmark. The story itself isn't finished, and I'll eventually write more for Imogen and Co., but for now, it is Done.

Writing Goals for 2024 – Keep on keeping on. I want to finish T3, so I can start posting it. I want to finish a couple other things from the WIP list. There will of course be a new Fluffuary prompt list. Biggest goal, however, is simply not to burn myself out. I've started waiting to publish until a fic is finished, which has done wonders for my stress levels. No more posting gaps on an in-progress fic.

Allow me to Gush about some things I wrote this year.

(Otherwise known as: honorable mentions)

Out of the Dark - Lark Cadash was once going to have an epic fic to her name. But I'm Tired, and frankly, I'm bored with rewriting the events of DA:I over and over again. So I've turned her into a series, where I can just put up oneshots and short chaptered things in no particular order that add up to one big story. This is one of them. Post-canon, Lark goes into the Deep Roads to find the answer to a riddle that's bugged her for her entire life. She gets more than she asked for, with a side serving of sad Solas. I've had many of the headcannons included in it for a long time, with no home. Now, they're out there in the world. Rated G, 4800 words.

What Lies Beneath - my actual giftfic for the Solas Lovers Exchange. I had such fun writing this, and had ideas for it as soon as I received the assignment. I got to set something in the Hissing Waste, which is one of my favorite places in the game, as well as write a polyship for my two favorite romances. F!Cadash/Solas/Iron Bull, rated T, 3400 words.

Maker Damned Fools - back in 2020, I wrote a Varric/Hawke short little thing for the first Fluffuary. I always wanted to go back and expand it into a fuller story. Add it to the pile of Things I Finished This Year. From their meeting to post-canon. Rated E, 32K words.

What a Wicked Game to Play - *deep satisfied sigh* It took two years and ten months to complete, with near constant weekly updates. It's 412K words by itself (not counting the rest of the series). It contains about 350 embedded images of either screenshots or fanart. It is both the highest hit (over 90K) and highest kudo'd (1535) work on my archive. Affectionately known as 'the Behemoth', extensively written with my signature yeeting of canon. Imogen McLean, MGIT, Inquisitor, beloved of Fen'Harel. I am stupendously proud of this work, but I am also incredibly happy it's done. I set out to write an epic, and I damn well succeeded. Rated E.

See y'all on the flipside! 💕

[artemiseamoon-ficart]

Masterpost to come…

Part of my Immortal Seduction universe

This won’t be a formal story. Just a series of connected (occasional) oneshots.

The Vampires (First Bite)

Valentin Dupont & Adaris Chery- The current owners of Immortal Doves

Kimora & The Count aka Dracul aka Vlad - The owners of the mansion and head vampires

Max Phillips, The Countess, Eric Northman , Kiaan, Angel Castillo, Santanico, Ethan Knight

For First Bite (Ambrosia & Max)

The Doves & Ravina( In First Bite): Salomé , Robyn, Ambrosia, Daniella, Kaya, Leon, Rowan, Ravina, Myesha, Antonio

[artemiseamoon]

Immortal Seduction

A series of connected works

⏰ no posting schedule, they come when they come

📖 read on A03, previews on tumblr - upcoming!

A series of connected one shots and drabbles. No set posting schedule, they will come when they come. There is a main cast, and some of the characters will appear across works. Some background ones will remain unnamed. This was originally for frightfest.

📖: Once this starts, you can only read in full on A03 (you need an account), only previews will be added to tumblr.

About: This universe is focused around an escort service for high class vampires, called The Immortal Doves.* (more at the end)

Featuring: Various characters (oc’s, my fav characters, some vamps i like from other things, etc)

Warnings: Vampire stuff, adult themes, escort and sex work, etc. Each work will mention general warnings. Spice level will depend on my mood, sometimes i like to write it, sometimes I don’t.

Moodboards: part 1 , part 2, part 3

Oneshots & Drabbles

First Bite ft. Max Phillips - upcoming

Cast

Characters may appear across works. The list is by oneshot.

FIRST BITE

👩🏽Human | 🧛🏽‍♀️Vampire | 🧞Hybrid | ✨Fae | 🐺Werewolf

👩🏽 Ambrosia

🧛Max Phillips

👩🏻 Ravina (event manager, hostess)

🧛🏽‍♀️🧛🏽‍♂️Valentin Dupont, Adaris Chery (The current owners of Immortal Doves)

🧛🧛🏽‍♀️Kimora, The Count aka Dracul aka Vlad - (The owners of the mansion and head vampires)

👩🏾👩🏽👩🏻👨👨🏿👨🏽👨🏻 The Doves: Salomé , Robyn, Ambrosia, Daniella, Kaya, Leon, Rowan, Myesha, Antonio

🧛🏽‍♀️🧛🧛🏽‍♂️ Vampire guests in First Bite: Max Phillips, The Countess, Eric Northman , Kiaan✨, Angel Castillo, Santanico, Ethan Knight

Immortal Seduction (more about this)

“Mortal delights for the Immortal Soul”

Immortal Doves as founded by Venus de Luxe and Coco Sherry. Venus de Luxe was the vampire maker of Valentin Dupont, who is now the lead director and head of Immortal Doves, along with his wife, Adaris Chery.

The Dove’s are educated, trained and prepared for a vampire's needs. Included in this, they have curated meals, diets if requested by their vampire and wardrobes as well. The Doves work out of the Rose mansion (brothel) or can be booked for events and home visits.

MEMBERSHIP

Do you have a private or special event coming up? Would you like to spend a night or two with the human of your dreams? Or feast on the blood of a mortal catered to your exact tastes? Then we at the Immortal Doves have just what you need.

Our Doves are all carefully hand selected, educated and trained to make the best company for you. With membership, you have access to browse our selection of 40 delicious humans; women, men, non-binary, whatever your heart desires.

Once you make your choice, your human will be instructed on how to prepare for your meeting. If you have special dietary or sanitary requests, please do make them at the time of your booking so your human can be properly prepared for your pleasure.

To access our services, become a member today!

PLATINUM

All access! Included in your membership:

Immortal Dove Booking fees, special perks, full VIP access, a private party three times a year, and more. $$$$$$

DELUXE

Included in your membership:

Up to 60% off Immortal Dove Booking fees, special perks, some VIP access, a private party twice a year and more. $$$$$

GOLD

Included in your membership:

Up to 40% off Immortal Dove Booking fees, special perks, limited VIP access, one private party a year. $$$$

BRONZE

Included in your membership:

Up to 20% off Immortal Dove Booking fees, some special perks. $$$

More about us:

At Immortal Dove, we have three tiers to delight your senses and fulfill all of your desires.

Tier 1 - The Courtesans

This is the whole package. Book a Courtesan for a night of full pleasure (sex and nourishment included), or take them along for that long work trip of yours to feed your desires after a long day at the office.

Rules and limitations: Up to two Courtesans can be booked at once per individual, excluding event bookings. The limit for long term booking is 7 days at a time. Do not attempt glamor tricks, all of our Doves are protected.

Tier 2 - The Paramours

Would you like some tantalizing company for your parties, events, or in the privacy of your home? Are you tired of going out to hunt for your meal every night? Then the paramour is ideal for you. Have your food delivered and enjoy some light sensual play along the way. Paramours can act as dates to local events and gatherings.

Rules and limitations: Up to three Paramours can be booked at once, per individual, excluding parties. Paramours cannot be booked for longer than 12 hours. The sex menu is limited, please inquire for further details. If the rules are broken, you will be punished and stripped of your membership. Do not attempt glamor tricks, all of our Doves are protected.

Tier 3 - The Lovers

Spicy and decadent company for the hungry vampire! Book a Lover to keep you company socially, at home, or to be your date at local events, for up to 4 hours. Nourishment included. Have fun biting but no sex!

Rules and limitations: Up to four Lovers can be booked, per individual, excluding events. If the rules are broken, you will be punished and stripped of your membership. Do not attempt glamor tricks, all of our Doves are protected.

[annwayne]

Ann's WIP Masterlist

A list of my in-progress works that have yet to be posted anywhere.

☀️ Active - Frequently working on, writing/editing, thinking about ✨ Background - Occasionally working on, thinking about 🌒 Shelved - Untouched/out of mind for significant time

Smut Wars Assignment ☀️

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Smut Wars Treat ☀️

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The Red Logs: Murder in a Bar ✨

Next fic after Return to The Temple.

The Red Logs: Attack on Coruscant (working title) ✨

Fic that takes place directly after Murder in a Bar.

Unnamed Crosshair/Anya Oneshot AU 🌒

How Anya does as Clone force 99’s Jedi commander in an AU where she stayed with the order.

Unnamed Hunter/Farmer oneshot 🌒

Clone force 99 crash land post order 66 on some farmland. Luckily the farmer remembers clones fondly, and is happy to help them.

Tech's Research ✨

Tech learns what intense sexual desire feels like. Unrelated-He asks Anya and Crosshair if he could observe them while intimate for "research" purposes. An AU oneshot of The Red Logs.

Corruption!AU ☀️

Anya and Tech are missing after they went out to gather intel on a hidden Separatist base. When they aren't found while infiltrating and destroying the base, the rest of clone force 99 must track down the pair through the dangerous wilds they've found themselves in. Anya and Tech are found, but they are changed...

Alice In Atlantis ✨

A Todd the Wraith/Alice Tucker (OC) fic that'll explore their relationship as it develops and what could've been if the gene therapy to allow Wraith to eat food had worked.

Bridgerton!AU Oneshot ☀️

What if nearly everything went as canon, up till the end? Alice and Todd have perfected their wraith "cure," only there's a hitch. Wraith still can't eat normal food, but they don't have to kill the humans they feed on. So, a plan is devised to ensure that wraith learn to respect humans while never needing to take what they need forcefully. Who else, to show this can work, than the human and wraith duo who made this possible in the first place?

Unnamed Eric Northman/Awyn Lake Long Fic ✨

Slight AU, if Sookie and Bill never got tangled up with Eric, well then who did? Awyn Lake is a graduate student who’s just turned 26. After celebrating at a vampire bar, her life will never be the same.

Unnamed Isekai!Riddick Fic 🌒

Ares Mayer finds their life split between two realities. Despite knowing exactly what will happen in one reality, it seems nothing she does can change the outcome. Riddick/Ares Mayer.

Unnamed Omegaverse Predators Fic 🌒

This is the story of how a young Yellowstone Ranger got tangled up with Yautja. Set in the 70's with unique twist on the omegaverse.

Crashed Dove 🌒

A story about how Aria "Dove" Day became a member of 141. Ghost/Dove fic.

Unnamed Angst to Fluff Smut Oneshot 🌒

A Ghost/Dove fic that involves much angst and pain thanks to Dove's insecurities. Ghost sets her right.

Unnamed Leverage Idea 🌒

Less a set fic and more a mess of oc backstory and weaving her into the plot.

[starshipsofstarlord]

Jealous

Pairing | Eric Northman x reader

Summary | bringing your partner to the bar seemed like a good idea in order to have a nice and relaxing night. However, he appears to become jealous as you speak to the owner of Merlottes.

Warnings | smut, jealousy, swearing, exhibition kink, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), squirting, swearing

Requested ✖️

Quick link to my masterlist, if you’re interested in reading more of my crap 😬

A hunger derived in the vampire’s chest, a blossoming swarm of contained rage that made the sheriff clench his fangs and watch with piercing eyes. The laughter that resonated from your chest made him scowl, all because he was the one that was not causing it.

Instead, it was the dog that ran around this human grill, the shifter that more often than not, tried to distance himself from trouble. He was the owner of Merlottes. Sam Merlotte was his name, he had a head full of ashy brown hair, that had ropes of grey pleated through it. He was a nice man, warm and welcoming, the complete opposite of Eric in some sense.

The Viking vampire was known, and to your knowledge to be notorious. He never allowed anything to stand in his way, and if it dared to, he would literally, rip its head off if it had one. And despite that deadly feature that he exhibited, you still claimed to have loved him. The two of you were great together, you seemingly brought out the best in him, apart from right now.

Eric grunted to no one directly as he watched you swish your head side to side, shaking it as you laughed at something the bartender said. All that you were supposed to be doing were ordering drinks, not flirting with another one of the men that had previously been head over heels for Sookie.

With one last glance at the shifter, you turned back, sitting on the opposite side of the booth that Eric had been holding. You brushed your hair over your shoulder, it was obvious that you were relaxed in this environment. It was filled with your friends and neighbours, acquaintances and strangers. But it still, despite the limitless customers, induced you with serenity.

“The drinks will be here in a couple.” Despite informing him, it appeared that he could care less about the time until the order reached the surface of the table.

“Will that animal be serving them?” In reply, you laughed, dismissing the seriousness within his tone. That was, until you maintained eye contact with the tall blonde, noticing the feral presence decreasing the size of his pupil.

“Are you speaking about Sam?” You asked uncertainty, the owner having been the only one that you had conversed with in the bar, excluding Eric, so far. “Oh my god, you are.” Your speculation had been correct, and you couldn’t help but feel a pulse of annoyance within you.

If Eric actually ever listened to you, then he would know that your friends meant the world and more to you, and that included the shapeshifter. “I don’t like the way he was looking at you.” He put it simply, and you could only scoff at his defence. It was hardly a reason for him to appear and treat you so uptight and rudely.

“What, with care? Because news flash, maybe you haven’t noticed everything that I have done for you Eric, but many times my actions have proven that you are it for me. And if you can’t see that, you may as well be human!” To support your active words, you stood, the palms of your hands planted upon the surface of the booth.

Sookie quirked a brow as her head filled with your thoughts, however she had no time to adjust to them or check how you were doing, as you stormed out of the grill, leaving Eric with a frown and a sombre glaze in his untameable eyes.

But she couldn’t help herself from taking your place looking down at the table, judgementally prying Eric with a disgruntled frown. “Did you seriously question y/n’s love with you?!” Her accent came out strong, digging into the tense atmosphere that you had strongly abandoned.

Eric rolled his eyes at her intrusion, finding it to be a familiar, yet frustrating feeling of her always bursting his bubble. “It has nothing to do with you, why don’t you talk some sense into your vampiric boyfriend instead?” He jutted back at her, standing, and brushing off any possible lint from his blazer jacket.

Reaching into his inside pocket, he grabbed a small amount of cash, placing it upon the table, and walking past the half faerie, brushing against her as he went towards the door, leaving. Eric had no worries, he could sense that even whilst he was inside, that you were there, leant up against the wall, awaiting for him to follow after you. It was inevitable that he evens would.

Your arms were crossed, and you were facing the parking lot rather than the entrance. The stature that you upheld made it rather clear that you were angry with his behaviour; and not to mention that it was also in public.

The vampire knew that you loved him, despite Sookie’s feeble accusations. Fighting was not something that the pair of you were estranged to, however it made you furious to know that he would accuse you of being interested in somebody else.

It was certain that if Pam was here she would scold her maker for his uptight, and jealous outburst. But it wasn’t as though she would have been able to prevent it anyways, considering that she was all the way across town in Fangtasia attending to the business ongoing there.

“I do know that you love me.” His voice rang out in the cold of the night, frolicking to your ears and biting your lobes as you still refused to face the tall and unfavourable vampire.

“Right now, that is debatable.” Was your retort, feeling the cold air brush against your face as you felt it pinch your nose. “To not only insult my friend, but embarrass me in front of a bar full of people, that was not how tonight was supposed to go at all!”

Your body jolted as you suddenly felt his body press against the back of your own, his large and explorative hand dragging up the skin of your exposed thigh, that was free of coverage in the casual black dress that you had opted to wear for the occasion.

“I am sorry my lovely dear, you know how I tend to be, especially when I hear other men make you evoke that wonderful and all consuming laugh that gets my dead heart to beat every time.” A hitch of a sigh caught in your throat as you tried to remain unaffected by Eric’s flattery, but it was rather impossible, more so as his hands brushed against the lace of your panties.

On reflex, you snapped his hands away from that part of you, you were in the middle of the parking lot for Christ sakes! Though that did not, nor did it ever seem to phase him, if you were to guess, you had noticed some hints leading to him having an exhibition kink. And it was not as though you had never called him out on it, though, most of the time, you happened to give into his public desires.

It was often portrayed within the context and realm of his workplace; Fangtasia. Within the club, there was a frequent case of rendezvous that the club permitted to take place inside its various walls that were filled with vampires and their lustful humans. The exchanges that took place were anything but loving, they were filled by hunger, and the curiosity that simple people, that thought themselves to be edgy and desirable to the immortal eye, all making the rooms reek of pretentious assholes taking advantage of one another.

“We are not doing that here Eric.” You scolded his efforts, despite your craving for them to take place, and ravish you no matter the surrounding that were into the background anyways. With great resilience, you swatted his north travelling hands away, making them stoic from the adequate dismissal.But Eric Northman was never one to admit defeat, he had a plaguing tendency to get what he wanted, and he was always had a route of persuasion to get it.

“Aren’t we?” He asked wispily unto your drifting head, as though he were corrupting the stubbornness that was attempting to remain untainted in the rafters that floated so correspondingly through your weightless veins. “Then why are we sneaking to the back of the grill?” His words had a frown fired upon your face as you tried to register the truth behind his words, but in time before you could ask the mysterious vampire what he had meant by his words, he had sped you away to the said part that was already close by.

“Mature move.” You muttered, and the consequences of your off handed comment had earned you the vulnerable position of being pressed right up and against the back door, that was only usable to the staff. If you tilted your head just right, you could hear the clattering of plates being stacked, and the distant voices o Arlene and Terry as they partook in a private discussion that was supposed to be inaudible to anyone else’s ears.

Beaing that close to people that you knew, and in such a compromising situation where they could easily catch you, had you clenching your thighs together, clearly frustrated by the scenario of your predicament. Clearly. And with Eric standing smugly inside of you, once trailing his fingers on the high top of your thigh, his skin tasting your flesh that was beneath the dress, did not help the matters of your hormonal state.

“I said I was sorry.” Eric reminded you, stroking your thighs with his age old touch, and at the notion, your legs quivered, responding affective to his seducing touch. “Perhaps I have to prove it, would you like that y/n?” An audible whimper fell from your stiff mouth, evicting an amused and gloating smirk out of your boyfriend. He knew what he had done, he had moulded you into a desperate mess.

“I’d rather you apologise to Sam, and whoever else you happened to insult in your time in there.” Was your response, though he tutted at it, seeing through its mask, understanding what you wanted was for him to do more than just caress your thighs, and nothing more. “Eric.” A moan slipped from your mouth, as he fondled your breasts through the bleak fabric.

At first, you thought that he was going to pull the material down to expose your womanly globes, but instead, he tore straight down the middle of the dress, leaving it hanging from you by nothing more than a thread. His action enraged you only slightly, but before you could open your mouth to tell him off for destroying your clothing, he snapped the elastic of your underwear, leaving the personal garment to drop in a discarded manner at your heeled feet.

“You are indeed a sight for sore eyes. Do you know how jealous I would be if one of those fools came out here, and saw you so exposed? There’d be no words to describe how much I would want to compel them to forget, and you thought I was angry inside. That would be nothing more than an understatement my dear.” His hands cast themselves down to grope at your ass cheeks, pulling a surprised squeal out of your mouth.

This time, you did not try and stop his feeling of your body, instead, you rather encouraged it. Wrapping your hand in his smooth blonde locks, you began to push down, which was difficult considering how high his head was, leaving your arms half up in the air as you tried to make him descend. “Do something Eric, or I will.”

“Here?” He asked with a prominent smirk, feeling your hostile glare and intoxicating pout bore harshly into him. Rolling his eyes, he sighed, giving up on his verbal teasing as he sank to his knees, looking up at you from beside your legs. He pressed a sweet kiss against your navel, trailing down, until he was nipping at the curve of your mound, his hands resting on the back of your thighs, to pull you closer as he ran his tongue along the hood of your clit, making you bang your head back against the door.

The sound made you eyes go wide, as you worried that someone on the inside must have heard, though the thought quickly subsided as Eric began to eat you alive, stuffing his tongue in your entrance, leaving you to be nothing more than a mewling victim that was in distress from the pleasure that he gave you. His nose rubbed against your clit, as he hummed delightedly against you, the vibrations causing your body to quiver.

“Stop.” You panted, though he continued, staring up at you with those light eyes, that held much darkness of his past. “Need you inside of my Ric. Please, need you to fuck me good and hard, just fuck me.” There were tears frustratedly slipping from the corners of your eyes, as you were upheld of relief as Eric moved away, undoing his bottoms, and taking his long cock out, sweeping it against your slit.

“I’ll fuck you darling; let everyone know that your mine.” His free hand held the corner of your chin, plummeting his tongue into your mouth, to have one moment of calm, before he penetrated you, leaving you in a mess that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head and deliriously spinning from the euphoria that you felt. Eric performed at a fast and unrelentingly pace, slamming you hard enough into the door for everyone to hear.

It was certain that people within Merlottes could hear the sounds that were ravaged from your lips, though you were too absorbed in your own pleasure to care at all. Eric fucked into you hard, and you appeared unfazed as someone tried to open the door from the other side, the wood splintering against your back as your boyfriend‘s strength kept it shut, pushing your floundering body back against it.

And then you felt it, the absentminded swirl in your stomach, coaxing you closer and closer to release. Eric filled you first, and then he reached down, rubbing your clit, causing a clear stream to spray out from around his cock, leaving you utterly exhausted. You were half asleep now, and so, Eric picked you up, and sped away, leaving your torn clothes upon the floor, so that anyone that found them would know that it was the pair of you that had been using the outside wall as a mattress for your engagements.

[the-karma-cafe]

Forgetting Anything ? | Eric Northman

a/n Haven’t written anything in awhile so I tried a prompt. Don’t love it but it’s getting me started ! wooo

Person A is about to leave for work. Person B asks them if they've forgotten anything, and Person A gives them a kiss. Person B turns red and opens their hand to reveal Person A's keys/wallet/etc., saying 'I meant this, but thanks.'

Eric parted the curtains, peering out over my moonlit lawn. “Fangtasia feels busy tonight.”

I rolled my eyes, “Done playing noble protector? I’m hurt.”

He turned to me, the smallest smile tugging at his lips. “If you want me to stay so bad, just say so.”

I shook my head, smiling. “I think I’ll live.”

He eyed me for a beat before turning back to the door. Before he could speed away into the night-

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked coyly.

Eric turned back, an intrigued look in his eyes. His gaze danced over me, trying to figure out what I meant. I inwardly giggled, thrilled to have pulled a fast one o-

His lips were on mine before I could even finish the thought. I sighed into his mouth, smoothing my hands up around his neck. His hands curled around my hips, pulling me closer.

I remembered where I was and pulled away. “I... What was that for?” I breathed, my wide eyes staring up at him, bewildered.

He frowned. “You said I was forgetting something.”

Blush ripped across my cheeks. I brought his wallet out from my pocket sheepishly. “I meant this.”

He blinked in surprise, staring down at it. His hand left my hip and rested on my own, grabbing the wallet. 

“This was in my back pocket.”

I smiled sheepishly.

I didn’t miss his knowing smirk. He hummed happily and tucked the wallet into his front pocket.

there aren’t enough eric northman fics >:( i don’t WANNA write them u fools.... point me to the read.. i want read. READ. no write....

[jadegrey711]

I Wasn’t Expecting That (Part 2)

Eric Northman X Fem!Reader

A/N: Hello my loves! So a while back I posted the first part of this oneshot with Eric Northman and I got a few comments saying they wanted a part two which I definitely wasn’t planning on doing but in one of my insomnia episodes I came up with the plot for part two! Be warned it’s super angsty which is a rarity coming from me. 

*NOT MY GIF*

Word Count: 1487

If you like my stories you can check out my sideblog @jadegreywriting​ to see all of them and my masterlist without filtering through my main blog.

Soundtrack Inspiration: 

-Cruel World: Active Child 

-Cold: Aqualung, Lucy Schwartz

- I wish I knew: Shron Van Etten

I own all rights to this story and do not give permission for my stories to be published, translated or reposted anywhere else. The only places I have published my stories is here on Tumblr and on my AO3 account (LadyAuthor711)

Everything around you was dark. Dark and suffocating. You felt like you were coated in that darkness as it laid heavily over every inch of your skin, over your mouth suffocating you, and your eyes as it blinded you further. You felt the fear get the best of you as you started to claw your way out of the darkness, you felt it as it clung under your fingernails. You tried to blink it away as it got in your eyes but there was no use, you let your panic guide you through the cloying darkness as you finally broke free and saw the face of your own personal heaven; Eric.

You felt your chest relax a bit at the site of his smooth face, his blue eyes wide with worry. Maybe this truly was heaven and even here in this heavenly place, they let you have your monster.

He held his hand out for you to take, a small smile starting to form on his face at the sight of you.

“Eric.” You whispered, hearing just how rough your voice sounded to your own ears and reached your hand out to take his. But when you did you were startled at how solid it felt under your hand. With your hand still in his you turned his hand around examining it, his touch felt so real like he was actually here. Then you felt it.

Hunger.

A deep chest aching hunger rushed through you, you shook your head in confusion and watched as the small smile on Eric’s face faded as he watched you put the pieces together.

“Y/N.”  He whispered softly, like you were a frightened animal he was trying to coax from falling over a ledge.

You let go of Eric’s hand and turned your head to look back at what he had just pulled you out of. A hole.

“No.” You whispered. Looking at the massive hole where you just clawed your way out of and then back to Eric. And you finally saw the dirt he was covered in.

“Y/N. I can explain but first you have to eat.” He said in a firm but still soft voice and pulled a blood bag from behind his back.

“Oh God, Eric.” You whispered, feeling tears coming to your eyes. And the memory of your final moments came back to you. The feel of the bullet tearing through your chest, your heart slowing, and Eric’s voice roaring as you faded into that sweet darkness.

You looked down at yourself and saw the blood that coated your shirt right where your heart was. You felt that panic washing over you again in waves as you frantically tried to find the bullet hole. You teared open your shirt and clawed at your chest trying to find it, hoping that this was some sort of sick joke.

Eric reached his hands out to stop you. But you slapped him away. “Y/N. Let me explain, please.”

“You didn’t Eric!” You shouted, feeling the tears stream down your face as all the pieces came together.

Shame crossed Eric’s face.

“Please Eric, tell me you didn’t. That you didn’t do this to me!” You screamed, rubbing the tears from your eyes but stopped cold as you looked at your fingers. They were covered in blood. You truly were vampire now, blood tears and all.

“Y/N.” He said, reaching for you again and this time not letting you stop him as he enveloped you in his strong arms. But you couldn’t stop looking at your fingers.

“Oh my God.”

“You couldn’t understand why I did it.” he said softly against your dirt covered hair. “One minute you were by my side and then the next you were jumping in front of me, taking a bullet in the heart. Pam told me you were too far gone, but-”

You cut him off, pushing at his chest and surprising yourself when you were able to push him away. “You were selfish.”

Eric looked pained at that. “I couldn’t just let you die Y/N! You had so much life left to live and… and I just couldn’t bear the thought of it being ripped away from you.” “And you call this living? Feeding off of people and living in darkness?” You watched as Eric ground his teeth. “I died saving you!” You shoved at his chest again and felt a small amount of satisfaction at watching him stumble. “I took a bullet for you and this is what you do!” You shouted and shoved at Eric again and he let you. He let you get all of your anger out as you continued shoving and punching his chest.

“I died a hero’s death and then you turn me into a fucking monster!” You screamed, giving Eric one last punch hard enough to knock him to the ground. You felt your shoulders sag and then you fell to your knees, letting your blood tears fall to the ground. You felt like all your energy had been sapped out of you, you knew it was the hunger but you dreaded knowing that you’d have to feed.

Eric was already back on his feet and standing in front of you. “I know I was selfish. But, there is no life for me without you, Y/N. There never will be and even if it takes years for you to forgive me I will be right there until you do.”

“What if I never forgive you?” You asked your voice calm and even as you looked up at his pained face.

“Then that’s your choice. I’ve taken enough of your choices.”

Both of you were silent as you stewed over your choices.

“Before you decide to hate me forever can you please just eat. You maybe vampire now but you’ve had nothing to eat and you're weak.”

You shook your head. “I don’t want that.”

“Y/N.” he said in a firm voice.

“Fuck Eric! Lay off! I’m covered in blood and dirt and I’m going to retch at the idea of drinking that right now. I just want to wash everything off of me. Okay?”

Eric just nodded and held out his hand again for you to take.

**** You sighed softly at the feel of the shower washing off all the dirt and blood that was still on you from last night. You watched as the blood swirled down the drain, the last remnants of your human life being washed from you.

You turned the shower up, feeling that your skin was still cold but you still didn’t feel the warmth of the shower seep through your skin. So, you turned it up hotter and hotter. But still you felt nothing as you stood there under the scalding water but you were still cold on the inside.

You don’t know how long you had been standing here in that shower, but without realizing it you saw Eric’s hand reach past the shower curtain and turn down the water before he stepped inside himself. He was naked but there was nothing sexual between you as he climbed into the shower and grabbed the shampoo and started washing the dirt from your hair.

He was gentle as he covered your eyes and washed the soap from your hair then grabbed the conditioner and began to repeat the process. All the while he whispered to himself in another language but you couldn’t be bothered to find out what he was saying.

There was a time when you dreamt about your life with Eric and how it didn’t matter how happy you were with each other there would always be a time when you’d have to say goodbye to one another. Whether it was a few years down the line or in death. But, now there would be no goodbye unless you decided to leave him and you were pretty sure that even if it would kill him he would let you go this time. Like he said, he had taken enough of your choices.

You were tired of being angry, tired of thinking about what your life would be like now. You knew why he did it, and honestly you couldn’t say that you wouldn’t do the same for him, you did take a bullet for him. You just wanted to enjoy the feel of Eric’s hands on you again, wanted to enjoy the fact that you could hold him again.

So, you turned in his arms and wrapped your arms around his waist holding him tight. You heard his small sigh as he wrapped his hands around your head and held you as he stroked your wet hair.

You both had a lot to discuss for the future and maybe that future didn’t include Eric but right now you wanted to enjoy the first spark of warmth in your chest you felt all night.

[whydoyouwantmyname]

Imagine Sookie calling you when she found Eric, without his memory.

“Sookie, how is my favorite undead fae doing?” Your fake smile covered your face as you sat at Eric’s desk, a glass of true blood sat beside the paperwork as you leaned back in the chair.

“Not really in the talking mood, you got a minute?”

“You don’t wanna talk, yet you wanna know if I got a moment of my precious time for you? What we gonna do then, fuck? Never thought you were that kinda girl Sook?”

“And to think I thought I was talking to [Y/N], not Pam?” She sassed back, however before you could reply she continued, “It’s Eric. He seems to be more of your area of expertise.”

“Just because he chose me over you doesn’t make him...” you sassed, however she quickly cut you off.

“He has no memory of who he is [Y/N].” She whispered, “And honestly, I’m not quite sure what to do.”

You paused for a moment, and let her soft whisper set into your mind, until you finally replied, “Can you repeat that.”

“When I left Fangtasia, and I was driving home, I found Eric wandering at the side of the road, and he has no idea how, or why, but he doesn’t seem to remember anything.”

“Where are you?” Your tone was harsh, as you quickly pushed yourself out of his chair, and grabbed your purse, before storming out into the bar.

“He’s at my place.”

“Do not leave. I need you to lock the doors, and whatever you do, do not let him leave, and do not let anyone but me in.”

“I at least have to tell Bill.”

“Don’t!” You screamed, as you pushed the bar door open, and were consumed by the chants of the Christian protesters.

“But maybe...”

“Sookie Stackhouse, I know we have never really seen eye to eye, and you and I have always had full faith in the Vampires we love, but for once, I need you to not tell Bill about Eric, and just pretend that you trust me.”

“What should I do with Eric?”

“Make him sit there on the couch, and tell him to stay. I’m on my way.”

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When you knocked, Sookie rushed to the door and threw it open, her expression shocked as you looked at her gravely. She moved aside as you pushed past her and looked into the parlor, where a shirtless Eric sat looking confused.

“Baby?” You asked, as he looked at you with innocence

“Who are you?” He asked as your posture softened, Sookie took a place at your side

“I don’t know what happened, and honestly, he hasn’t been able to tell me either. He was more occupied with trying to drink my blood.”

Your head turned towards her, eyes widened as she whispered, “Don’t worry, he didn’t.”

“Good.” You replied, as you looked back to him, “Why is he bloody?”

“No idea, he doesn’t seem to remember...”

“Sookie, who is this gorgeous creature?” He asked, clearly annoyed that you ignored him earlier when he asked. As you glanced towards him you could feel yourself falling into his crystal blue eyes, however you slowly exhaled and looked back to Sookie, “Have you tried using your strange fairy telepathy on him yet?”

“Yes, there’s nothing, all he keeps thinking about is how I smell like sunshine.”

“I will repeat this only once more... who are you?” Eric demanded as his fangs shot out of his gums, his voice sent a shiver down your spine, as you turned your attention to him once more. Your voice however remained quiet.

“Bill probably knows how to...”

“William is not to know.” You whispered, his eyes still capturing yours as you exhaled, “When he spoke to me earlier, he told me William had a special job for him, and that the target was a witch dabbling in necromancy. Your darling William Compton is the reason Eric is like this, and I would appreciate it if he didn’t know of Eric’s condition.”

“You want me to lie to Bill?”

“Yes.”

“But I have to...”

“Do you know what they will do to him if anyone were to find out that the Viking was vulnerable? They would drag him into the sun the first chance they got, his chest would be run through by a thousand wooden stakes. Sookie, I know you have not an ounce of love in your heart for him, but please...” Your eyes were glassy now with tears, as you still looked into Eric’s eyes, “Sookie.... I can’t lose him.”

“You care for me?” Eric asked, as he looked at you, his fangs quickly retracted as a stray tear finally traced down the soft skin of your cheek, however it never fell because within moments, he was before you, wiping it away, “Why?”

“Because I love you.” You whispered to him

“I don’t know you.” He replied as you softly smiled

“He is to stay here.”

“And he can’t stay with you why?”

“Because I will be the second place William will look once he discovers that Eric is missing, and not at Fangtasia, and then he shall come here. Hopefully however William’s lust for you will cloud his judgement and he will not look within your home.”

“And how do you know I will even be able to...”

“Trust me Sookie, I know you are a good liar.” You replied, looking away from Eric, “Besides, it is his home, so he has the right to stay here, unlike you, who is just a squatter.”

“Rude.” She hissed, as you smiled, “Fine, but you need to figure out how to reverse whatever was done to him.”

“Trust me, I will start as soon as I get home.” You shrugged, before looking back at a softened Eric, “I love you.”

He was silent for a moment, his eyes meeting yours as he whispered, “I’m sorry, I don’t...”

“You will.” You whispered, as you backed away, and ran out the door with tears streaming down your face, unsure how to live in a world without Eric Northman’s love. 

[sofreddie]

Hi! I'm glad you want to write for new fandoms. 🥰 For your requests. Eric Northman from True Blood. I just love the sexy Viking Vampire. The story is up to you.

Jealous?

Characters: Eric Northman x F!Reader, Pam

Warnings: Angst, Violence

WC: 394

A/N: I do love my sexy Viking vampire. Here's me, giving it a go!

Y/N walked from the bar to the small stage situated at the far end of the room. Carrying a True Blood, she approached the handsome blonde currently sitting on his throne surveying the empty Fangtasia nightclub in silent contemplation. With a tight smile, she roughly slammed the bottle on his side table before heading back to the bar, some of the contents splashing out.

Eric smirked lightly, his eyes locked on Y/N as he lifted the bottle to his lips. Her fiery passion was one of the many things that he enjoyed about her. With a wince, he spat out the drink. Eyes narrowed, he was at the bar and at Y/N’s side in an instant. 

“It’s cold,” he complained as he crowded her space, forcing her to crane her neck to look up at the tall vampire.

“Maybe you could get Sookie to warm it up with her thighs,” she snarked back, meeting his gaze with a smirk.

“Someone’s jealous,” he teased, amused by her demeanor.

“More like disappointed,” she pointed out. “You’re a thousand-year-old Viking,” she emphasized, “Pining over some pathetic girl who doesn’t even want you.”

In an instant, he had her bent backward over the bartop, a hand squeezing tight around her throat.

“What did you say?”

“Y-you heard me,” she forced out, her throat constricted harshly in his grasp. 

“Eric,” Pam, his companion, and progeny interjected with a hint of boredom. 

With a scowl, he released Y/N, watching intently as she stood up and rubbed at her throat. 

“She doesn’t deserve you,” Y/N added meekly, before removing herself to the back under the guise of prepping the bar.

Pam sighed as Eric continued staring into the space Y/N had occupied. “That girl has been loyal and honest and by your side, since you hired her,” she defended. “Which, can I point out, was because you were interested and before you met Sookie.”

“I know,” he admitted in a sigh, glancing at Pam before returning to his seat. He had deflated, the momentary anger gone. Though he was still sour over what had happened, it wasn’t really what made him so upset.

“Then what’s the problem?” Pam asked, standing before him with her hands on her hips. Eric looked away, unwilling to meet her eyes and speaking in hushed tones, “I don’t deserve her.”

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Avengers Fics

Bucky Barnes

Series I Recommend Part 1 (~A to M~)

Series I Recommend Part 1.1 (~A to M~)

Series I Recommend Part 2 (~N to Z~)

Oneshots I Recommend

Loki

Series I Recommend (~A to ~M)

Series I Recommend Part 2 (~A to ~M)

Series I Recommend (~N to ~Z)

Oneshots I Recommend ~A~ to ~H~

Oneshots I Recommend ~I~ to ~L~

Oneshots I Recommend ~M~ to ~Z~

Other Avengers

Oneshots and Series (Clint ; Thor ; Peter Parker ; All Avengers)

Poly Avengers

Oneshots and Series I Recommend

Steve Rogers

Oneshots and Series I Recommend

Cast Fics

Avengers Cast

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Sebastian Stan ; Chris Evans ; Chris Hemsworth)

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Tom Hiddleston ; All or Some Avengers)

Vikings Cast

Oneshots and Series I Recommend (Alex Andersen ; Marco Ilsø)

Other Characters Fics

Oneshots and Series (Thomas Sharpe ; TJ Hammond ; Lance Tucker ; Charles Blackwood ; Harry ; Colin ; Adam OLLA ; Jonathan Pine ; Jefferson OUAT ; All Hiddleston characters ; Erik Lehnsherr ; David 8 ; Walter ; Eric Northman ; Rafael Barba ; Cherik ; The Originals)

Vikings Fics

Other vikings and poly

Oneshots and Series (Hvitserk ; Ubbe ; Bjorn ; Ragnarssons)

Ivar

Oneshots I Recommend

Series I Recommend

Social Media AU Fics

Series SMAU I Recommend (Bucky ; Clint ; Loki ; Steve ; Stucky ; Thor ; Sebastian Stan ; Tom Hiddleston ; Chris H ; Peter Parker)

[azurethevampire]

• Masterlist •

Drabble = under 1,000 words

Oneshot = over 1,000 words

Unless stated otherwise, my stories are all purely of platonic relationships between reader and the characters. Sometimes between the character(s) and my OCs.

Updated: 22.1.2024

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Peaky Blinders

Not Alone | oneshot | Tommy Shelby x child!reader × rest of the Shelby family

"Sweetheart what did you bury in the garden?" | Drabble | Tommy Shelby x child!reader

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Lord of the Rings

Misbehaving Leads to Tickling | oneshot | teen!reader x Elrond

Heart(s) of Mischief | Drabble | teen!reader x Glorfindel, Elrond makes an appearance too 

Hair Trouble | Drabble | Celebrían x child!reader

"Can you please kill the spider in my room?" | Drabble | Asta(oc), Elrond

"I didn’t bang my head that much, I promise…" | Drabble | reader x Glorfindel

"It's too cold. I'm not going." | Drabble | Elrond, Asta(oc)

Stargazing | drabble | Aragorn, Asta(oc)

Stubborn Little Patient | drabble | Elrond, Asta(oc)

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Supernatural

Are We There Yet? | oneshot | tickle fic | Dean Winchester x sister!reader x Sam Winchester

Snowy Day | Drabble | Dean Winchester x gn!sibling reader x Sam Winchester

"You are still as cuddly as you were when you were little." | drabble | Sam Winchester x sister!reader

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Doctor Who

Little Star | oneshot | Doctor x teen!reader

"My feet are cold" | Drabble | 10th Doctor x reader

"Did you turn my sock into a puppet?" | Drabble | 11th Doctor x reader

"How can I make it up to you?" | Drabble | 9th Doctor x reader

Bigger on the Inside Out | Drabble | The Doctor x reader meets the movie Inside Out

"It's a shame you're mad at me, little one~" | Drabble | 10th Doctor x reader

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Sherlock

Ice Cream Makes Everything Better | oneshot | Sherlock x reader x John

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The Mandalorian

Mando's Lessons to Parenting: Sleep | oneshot | Mandalorian/Din Djarin x child!reader x The Child

Mando's Lessons to Parenting Special: The Gift |oneshot | Mandalorian/Din Djarin x child!reader x The Child, Cara Dune makes an appearance too

Mando's Lessons to Parenting: The Eggcident | Drabble | Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Eva(oc) x The Child/Grogu

MLtP: I Would Do It Again | Drabble | Mandalorian/Din Djarin x platonic!reader

"I doubt he even knows how to tickle someone" | MLtP verse | Eva(oc) x The Child/Grogu

MLtP: Just a Little Laugh Will Do | Eva, Din Djarin/Mandalorian, The Child/Grogu

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Marvel

Bickering Children | drabble | Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Erika Barnes(oc)

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One Chicago

Chicago Fire

"Dad, don't leave me" | oneshot | Kelly Severide x daughter!reader, episode tag to CF 3x19

Little Trouble Monkey | drabble | Kelly Severide, Severide's daughter Tina(oc)

Chicago PD

Concern | drabble | gn!sibling reader x Jay Halstead

Chicago Med

Stomach ache | drabble | sibling reader x Will Halstead

Crossovers

"Can you bail me out? Please?" | Med/PD(mention only)| drabble | gn!sibling reader x Will Halstead, Jay is also mentioned

The Smore's Incident | Med/PD | drabble | Will Halstead x sibling!reader x Jay Halsted

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True Blood

I Will Give You a Reason | oneshot | Eric Northman, Emily Northman(oc), Pamela Swynford de Beaufort

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NCIS

"Please be careful" | Drabble | teen!reader x Gibbs

"I'm not mad at you" | Drabble | Gibbs x reader

To my family | drabble | team x reader

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Uncharted

An Uncle Would Be Fine | drabble | Nathan Drake, sister!reader, Victor Sullivan

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Jade Grey’s Masterlist

Updated as of  05/15/2022

Nsfw/Smut = *

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

The Dark Lord; 

-An Unwilling Queen *

Part 1 *

Part 2 *

Part 3 *

-Only for You *

-Don’t Mess with what is Mine 

- A Day Away 

- A Scoundrel in Our Midst

Caliban;

-Fuck You. As you Wish *

-It’s your Voodoo working*

Nicholas Scratch;

- No Interuptus Coitus *

- The Hideaway *

- A Change in Roles (Headcanon) *

Mayans MC (FX); 

Angel Reyes: 

-Sweater Weather * 

EZ Reyes:

-Dime mi Amor *

Hank Loza:

- Gentle Giant*

Roswell New Mexico (CW):

Max Evans;

-Bright Eyes (Max/Liz pairing)

Star Wars;

Kylo Ren;

-Stolen*

Reylo (Rey x Kylo Ren):

-Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood

Stranger Things;

Jonathan Byers;

-Pictures of You *

Steve Harrington; 

-Did you just Bite your Lip?* 

-Netflix and Chill (Headcanon)*

Haven (SYFY);

Duke Crocker; 

-Shelter from the Storm *

True Blood: 

Eric Northman;

-Daddy’s Home *

- Who is this? I like Her.

-I Wasn’t Expecting That

-I Wasn’t Expecting That (Part 2)

-Moral of the Story

-Unexpected

-Snow Covered Dream *

The Witcher (Netflix):

Geralt of Rivia;

-Toss a Coin to your Witcher’s Thighs *

The Folk of Air:

Cardan Greenbriar/Jude Duarte:

- My King. My Queen.

Heathers:

Jason Dean (JD):

-Jason Dean (JD) x Reader (Untitled) *

Riverdale;

Hiram Lodge;

-Respect *

The Kissing Booth:

Noah Flynn:

-Noah x Reader (Untitled) *

Part 1 *

Part 2 *

-Into the Night

Defending Jacob:

Andy Barber:

-Trouble*

Knives Out:

Ransom Drysdale: 

-I Can’t Get No...*

Marvel Cinematic Universe;

Steve Rogers Series:

Roll Me, Like your Flour Dough *

Loki Odinson: 

-Mind Games *

Thor Odinson:

- A Simple Touch, Nothing More *

Bucky Barnes:

-I Need You *

Tony Stark:

- Morning Beautiful

Matt Murdock/ Daredevil

- Daredevil Oneshot (Untitled) *

Supernatural Universe 

Dean Winchester;

- Love on the Road *

Sam Winchester; 

Turn the Page; Supernatural and Gilmore Girls AU

- Chapter One 

- Chapter Two 

-Chapter Three

- Chapter Four 

Celebrities

Tom Hiddleston 

- The Sound of your Voice 

Henry Cavill

-Merry Christmas Baby

-Achey Thighs*

Sebastian Stan

-You just don’t Realize how Much I Love You

[itskindofafairything]

I have part of a Eric Northman x reader imagine/oneshot started anyone what to attempt to fi is it?

[bonniebird]

Halloween Prompt List

Halloween Imagines

“It’s Halloween; everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” ~ Kol Mikaelson

“Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us.” ~ Damon Salvatore

“No, it's not! That's just something mortals say to make themselves feel better.” ~ Kol Mikaelson

“Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us.” ~ Ambrose Spellman

“You really are a witch.” ~ Katherine Pierce 

“And now it's time to send in our cute little secret weapon.”  ~ John Shelby

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.”  ~ Ivar Ragnarsson

“You know how I think Halloween is for jerks? Well, this Halloween, I was the jerk. I'm sorry about tonight.” ~ Roman Godfrey

“We shouldn’t be in here.” ~ Thomas Shelby

“It's Halloween; everyone's entitled to one good scare.” ~ Jace Wayland

“And now it's time to send in our cute little secret weapon.” ~ Ivar Ragnarsson

“I know you're joking, but on the off chance you aren't, no.”  ~ Hvitserk Ragnarsson

“You were behind all this? You played me!” ~ Ivar Ragnarsson

“And now it's time to send in our cute little secret weapon.”  ~ Godric

“Every day is Halloween, isn't it? For some of us.” ~ Ivar Ragnarsson

“If this is a joke, I'll kill you!” ~ Jace Wayland

“Shh, I'm Googling sex spells.”  ~ Simon Lewis

“First rule of witch club: don't talk about witch club.” ~Eggsy Unwin

“I know that you hate Halloween, but stick with me, and I promise you, you will love it.” ~ Modern!Ivar Ragnarsson

“I’ve seen enough horror movies to know that any weirdo wearing a mask is never friendly.” ~ Klaus Mikaelson

“And now it's time to send in our cute little secret weapon.” ~ Jace Wayland

“Well, as someone at a high risk for a spook-related death, thank you.” ~ Modern!Ivar Ragnarsson

“After zero consideration, I'm happy to say, "hard pass."” ~ Hvitserk Ragnarsson

“People think if they put on a costume they can just get away with anything they want. Halloween is Christmas for jerks.” ~ Modern!Ivar Ragnarsson

"I do believe in killing the messenger. Know why? Because it sends a message."    ~ Ivar Ragnarsson

“I could not have been more clearly talking to the dog.” ~ Finn Shelby

"I do believe in killing the messenger. Know why? Because it sends a message."   ~ Michael Grey

“The witches are coming.” ~ Brett Talbot

"It’s the witching hour somewhere.” ~ Theo Raeken

Halloween oneshots

The portal ~ Malec x Reader

Haunted warehouse ~ Finn Shelby

Toffee Apples ~ Finn Shelby

Banshees not sniffer dogs ~ Kol Mikaelson

Wish on a witch ~ Klaus Mikaelson

Halloween pranks ~ Kol Mikaelson

Next Halloween ~ Eric Northman