#caspian crane x reader

[crowsoundsonly]

rachel's "i'm on winter break and have time to write" sleepover !!

hi everyone !! i am so excited to actually have time to sit down and write without university looming over me like storm clouds. there won't be a lot of rules, just a lot of fics and fun.

a few things to know:

send requests !!

no limit on asks or prompts requested !! i'm taking requests through jan 31, 2024.

if you have an original idea, send it my way !! it doesn't have to be from the prompt list.

if you want to join, please do !! write something !! tag me !!

i don't write super explicit smut. but i will def write some light smut and kissing and whatnot if requested.

no dub/con, no incest, no ultra-kinky stuff. sorry guys.

people i write for...

bucky barnes

ben barnes characters (the darkling, billy russo, caspian)

loki

will graham (hannibal)

cillian murphy characters (thomas shelby, jonathan crane, robert fischer)

tangerine (bullet train)

bruce wayne

geralt of rivia (the witcher)

prompts:

plot:

1. touch starved 2. hurt/comfort 3. holding onto the other’s shoulders for support 4. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up 5. showing up at each other’s house late at night 6. washing the other’s body 7. kissing their bruises and scars 8. sitting close and knees touching 9. meeting the family 10. teaching the other to… 11. watching the other when they are in their element 12. comfort kisses, goodbye kisses, first kisses, etc. 13. oral fixation 14. hand fetish

quotes:

1. "You know you’re pretty much the worst. In the best way possible." 2. "You smell good." 3. "You said I love you too fast." 4. "You were not supposed to find out about it." 5. "How long has it been since someone touched you like this?" 6. "Even if you don’t feel the same… I just wanted to tell you." 7. "Can you stay with me?"/"Don't go. Please." 8. "I say I’m over it but I still imagine it’s his hands in my hair when I’m alone.” 9. "I'm anything you want me to be." 10. "How can you be so smart, yet so stupid?" 11. "You’re dead to me." 12. "I thought it was just a silly crush, but it turned into more. I’m sorry, I know you don’t feel the same about me." 13. "Why are you staring at me?" 14. "I never thought this would happen." 15. "I am a god." 16. "Where did you go?" 17. "You were in my dream last night." 18. "Please don’t look (at me)…" 19. "I know I should be happy with friendship. So is it wrong of me to not be satisfied?" 20. "Stop worrying." 21. "So you've fantasized about me?" 22. "Why are you unbuttoning your pants?" 23. "You're shivering."

au’s:

1. babysitter 2. soulmates 3. flower/coffee/book shop 4. time travel 5. neighbors 6. coworkers 7. teachers 8. royalty 9. historical 10. fairytale 11. wedding 12. fake dating

happy asking and happy holidays ! - rachel

my masterlist :)

[sparklewrites1]

[WHO/WHAT I WRITE FOR]

[LEGALLY BLONDE]

Vivian and Elle

[SHADOW & BONE TV SHOW]

Jesper Fahey

Inej Ghafa

Alina Starkov

Nikolai Lantsov

Nina Zenik

Matthias Helvar

Kaz Brekker (platonically for x reader)

Genya Safin (platonically for x reader)

[SCREAM]

I will not write for Stu, Billy, Ethan, Richie, Cotton, Wayne, or Mrs Loomis because those are not characters I know how to write nor do I really want to. (Sorry!)

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Quinn Bailey

Kirby Reed

Jill Roberts

Sidney Prescott

Dewey Riley

Gale Weathers (Platonic only)

Samantha Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Liv Mckenzie

Amber Freeman

Charlie Walker

Wes Hicks

Laura Crane

Anika Kayoko

Any other character

[DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS: HONOR AMONG THIEVES]

Xenk Yendar

Simon Aumar

Edgin (platonic only)

[BARBIE]

Margot!Barbie

[NARNIA]

Edit: I'll only write platonically for the pevensie siblings and caspian (except peter)

I'll also write for Tumnus

[MCU]

Kate Bishop

ALL OF THE AVENGERS (platonic only.)

Yelena Belova (platonic only considering she is aro/ace in the comics and most likely the same in mcu)

Jennifer Walters

Michelle Jones

Loki (Platonic mostly)

[THE LAST OF US]

Dina

Ellie

Joel and Tommy [platonic only tho]

There's more to be added to this list I'm just lazy rn.

[ARCANE]

Mel

Vi

Caitlin

[RENFIELD 2023]

Robert Renfield

[(JUJUTSU KAISEN)]

Gojo Satoru

Getou Suguru

Nanami Kento

Yuji Itadori (no suggestive stuff)

Megumi Fushiguro (no suggestive stuff)

Nobara Kugisaki (no suggestive stuff)

Maki Zenin (no suggestive stuff)

Yuta Okkotsu (no suggestive stuff)

Toge Inumaki (no suggestive stuff)

[HORIZON ZERO DAWN/FORBIDDEN WEST]

Aloy

Varl

Kotallo

Erend (platonic only)

Rost (platonic only)

Seyka

Vanasha

[THE WALKING DEAD] (I'm only on s7 so NO SPOILERS please)

Pete Dolgen

Rick Grimes (platonic only)

Michonne (platonic only)

Maggie Rhee (platonic only)

Glenn Rhee (platonic only)

Carl Grimes (platonic only)

Beth Greene

Sasha Williams (platonic only)

Abraham Ford (platonic only)

Rosita Espinosa (platonic only)

Eugene Porter (platonic only)

Tara Chambler (platonic only)

Louis (twdg)

Kenny (twdg) (platonic only)

Lee Everett (twdg) (platonic only)

Clementine (twdg) (platonic only)

Omid (twdg) (platonic only)

Christa (twdg) (platonic only)

Luke (twdg) (platonic only)

Rebecca (twdg) (platonic only)

Javier Garcia (twdg) (platonic only)

Lilly (twdg) (platonic only)

[cosmetologynerd]

Hi.

If someone would write me a fan fic about Caspian Crane from Jessica Verday’s The Hollow I would greatly appreciate it.

That is all.

[onmyyan]

Masterlist

Started:7/20/2022 

Updated:5/24/2023

DC.

BLURBS

Dick Grayson

Scarecrow (Jonathan Crane)

Sickie

Yan!Platonic! Scarecrow x Anemic Reader

Gotham City Sirens

Valentines blurb

SERIES

Bruce Wayne

Wingless 1,

Menace mode unlocked 1, 2. 

Batfamily 

Cold cases warm faces 1/?

Straight Venomous (YanBatfamily X Venom!Reader) 1 .2 .3 .4 .5 .6 .7 .8

Straight Venomous Q&A

Shared Darling

Endless Again : Love interests, 1. 2.

MARVEL

BLURBS

Steven Grant/Marc Spector

Yandere Moonknight

IMAGINES

SERIES

MISC.

DEMON SLAYER

BLURBS

Tanjiro

All smiles

Akaza

Worth it

IMAGINES

Uzui

Surprise Adoption(Yan!Platonic!UzuiFamily)

JJBA 1-5

BLURBS

Multi Character HC’s

Did somebody say harem?!

Brick house

Bruno Buccirati

My soul

Doppio/Diavolo

Topolina

IMAGINES

SERIES

MISC.

ATTACK ON TITAN 

BLURBS

Multi character HC’s

Got me spinnin’

BNHA

Multi character

(Y/n) Enchanted

YANDERE OC’S 

All/Multi Boys

Reaction to a cuddy s/o

“Would you still love me if I was a worm.”

Moodboards

Sharing is caring (Delmonts x Shared Darling) / (Part two)

Motorcycle vs car guys

Shitty Boss (FT Cas, Gabe, Ricky)

Reaction to morning head 

Their ex makes you sad

Spitting in they mouf

Ricky VS Ashley

Caspian Delmont

Caspian Delmont HC’s

Meeting mama Delmont

When their rival is a violent yan

Crybaby Cas

The Long Game

Caspian at Christmas

When your ‘friends’ make a move at him

Caspian Comforting you

Gabe Delmont

Gabe Delmont HC’s

NSFW HC’s

Gabe smut

Ricky Delmont

Ricky Delmont HC’s

NSFW HC’s

Ricky’s heart grew three times that day

Happy Mother’s Day (Sub!Ricky x Dom!Reader)

Marcos Delmont

Marcos Delmont HC’s

Getting high with Marcos

S’more Marcos HC’S

NSFW HC’S

Manny Delmont

Manny Delmont HC’s

NSFW HC’s

Ashley Hunt

Save a horse, Ride a cowboy

Stuck n’ stuffed

NSFW HC’S

RESIDENT EVIL/SCREAM (1998)/THE BOY/TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE/HALLOWEEN/FRIDAY THE 13TH/FEAR STREET/YOU/THE BOYS/OVERWATCH/THE LOST BOYS (1987)

[omgrachwrites]

Marry For Love - Prince Caspian

Pairing: Merman!Caspian x Reader

Request: Hi I have a weird request : merman Prince Caspian x human reader? it’s fine if you don’t want to do it - anon

Warnings: fluff, slight bit of angst

Words: 1145

A/N: Sorry about the radio silence guys, I'm back now, I hope you guys enjoy this one and please let me know what you think! Thank you for the request, anon, I love you all! xxx

There was a deafening silence in the Throne Room as you awaited another one of your suitors, if truth be told, this particular suitor had been back and forth between the palace for a number of weeks now. Every time you rejected the proposal, the prince would shower you with lavish gifts, he was determined to get you but you would never say yes. You would never let Prince Erik to rule beside you as King.

You glanced over at your Captain of the Guards – who had been like a father to you since your own had died – and you wished that you hadn’t. He was looking straight at you and you could tell that from beneath his thick beard that his chin was trembling, you could tell that he was trying not to laugh. You felt your own lips quiver and you smothered a laugh of your own with a cough.

“Your Majesty,” the Captain started and it was a miracle that he was able to keep his voice steady, “maybe we should,” he was interrupted by the two doors slamming open and Erik came striding in but you heard the distinct noise of chains rattling.

“Queen, Y/N, the Queen of my dreams,” he smirked and it should have made him look more handsome but it only served to unnerve you.

“Prince Erik, what can I do for you this time?”

“You cannot reject me this time, my love, not when you see what I’ve brought you as a gift,” he reached behind him and dragged something forward.

The whole room gasped and every man looked like he wanted to kill Erik, it was the most beautiful being that you’d ever seen, a fairy with shimmering wings and curling silver hair that reached the floor. You were angry with Erik; how could anyone be so cruel?

“Come here,” you reached out to the fairy and she obediently walked towards you with fear on her face, you smiled gently and removed her chains, your anger rising when you saw the red marks on her wrists, “did he hurt you?” when the fairy shook her head, you wrapped your arms around her and glared at the Prince, “the capture of Narnian’s is illegal! And, you think that I’d ever marry you?! I will never marry you!”

Erik gave you such a cold look that you actually felt the temperature drop a little, “you can’t do this!”

“Arrest him!” your guards immediately jumped to attention and clapped him in iron, “hmm, I’ve changed my mind, let him go,” the guards obeyed your orders at once, but they still stood at attention and you slowly walked toward him, craning your head back to look up at him, “I am the Queen of this land, don’t presume to tell me what I can and can’t do,” you glanced back at your Captain, “throw him in the dungeons.”

Later on that day, you were on the beach, walking beside the rolling waves that were calm and quiet as a whisper, “I heard from a little fairy that the Queen of Narnia is the kindest woman in all the land,” you heard laughter in the warm silken voice.

You grinned as you looked down into the sea and saw the beautiful merman smirking up at you, his silver scales glittering in the sunlight. You smiled and sat down on the warm sand, “is she okay, Caspian?”

Caspian nodded and smiled, “she’s fine.”

You felt so ashamed that something so horrible had happened in your land, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, Y/N.” he sighed and pulled himself out of the water to sit next to you, “you’re not going to marry him are you?” he asked, staring down at the golden sand.

“Of course not! I’m not going to marry any of them. How could I when you’re the most beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen?” you turned his chin so he looked at you.

Caspian smiled as he leaned into your touch and he gazed at you with sparkling brown eyes. He cupped your cheek and leaned over so he could kiss you. He was so gentle with you, like you were made of glass. Was he afraid you’d fall apart?

“I love you, Caspian,” you whispered, leaning your forehead against his.

Caspian smiled as he combed gentle fingers through your hair, “I love you too.”

You bit your lip as you pressed a lingering kiss to his lips, “marry me Caspian,” Caspian scoffed with a little laugh as he gave you a disbelieving look, “I’m serious,” you sighed.

Caspian gave you a wan smile, “I can’t Y/N, you need to marry someone of royal blood, I’m not even human.”

“I don’t care about any of that, Caspian,” you felt a horrible pain in your chest as he shook his head.

“I can’t Y/N.”

You stayed on the beach with Caspian until it grew dark and you headed back to the palace and retired to your quarters with a heavy heart. If you couldn’t marry Caspian, then you wouldn’t marry anyone.

A couple of weeks later, you were throwing the annual afternoon party in the gardens where the subjects and royalty could mix, it was something that your mother had started when she was Queen. The weather was beautiful as was the soft music that played but you could hardly appreciate it, you hadn’t seen Caspian since you had asked him to marry you, you didn’t regret asking him but you were so angry with yourself that you had ruined things.

“Your Majesty?” you heard a familiar soft voice coming from the water and you turned to look at the river that ran through the gardens. There he was, Caspian, he looked so beautiful and he looked almost bashful as he smiled at you, the entire party went silent as you walked over to him, kneeling at the river bank.

“Caspian,” you smiled as you reached out and touched his cheek.

“I’m sorry for disappearing, Y/N but I had something to plan,” he smiled and you nodded at him for him to continue, “I love you, I love you so much and I want to spend the rest of my life with you, anyway that I can,” he held out the flat of his palm and you saw the most beautiful silver ring with a pink pearl encased in the centre, “will you marry me?”

You smiled at him before you glanced over your shoulder to look at your people who were all looking at you with so much love and support and you looked back at Caspian who looked slightly nervous, your heart soared as you took the ring out of his hand and slipped it onto your finger.

“Yes, I will marry you, I love you so much,” you grinned as you kissed him beneath the blazing sun.

[tokyoghoose]

nous aimons tous les deux jours

pairing: dabi x reader

playlist: things we never say - bad bad habits*, sincerity is scary - the 1975, love love love - of monsters and men, if i go, im going - gregory alan isakov, i dont know me like you do - low hum, if i get high - nothing but thieves ( alice kristiansen cover ), i dare you - the regrettes, problems - deathbyromy, fool of you - meltt, hell and you - amigo the devil, creature - it looks sad, tongues and teeth - the crane wives, hooked ( addicted you might say ) - eleisha eagle, nothings gonna hurt you baby - cigarettes after sex, a dream of you - far caspian, so alright, cool, whatever - the happy fits, a lovely night - ryan gosling

warnings: mentions of violence, brief mentions of drugs for expression, and suggestive themes

summary: we love every other day

announcements!

this is my first try at a enemies/lover thingy! Originally it was going to be an enemy to lovers but i liked the idea that they're just on opposing sides a little more haha. Lemme know if you'd like to see the other one though!

i know there are a lot of hero x villain fics like this out there 😌 this is my take on it, so please bare with me!

feedback is welcome and appreciated! requests are open!

"We really have to stop meeting like this."

An addiction. That's what it is. Either that or it's some kind of reverse psychology like you want what you can't have—because nothing else makes sense. If you knew him as a regular person, honestly you probably wouldn't have given him a second thought. If he was a hero you worked beside—or god forbid a villain—then you probably wouldn't have cared for a hookup or two, but then you'd get over it. It's not infatuation. It's an addiction. It's toxic and unhealthy and it just feels good even if it shouldn't. But the high; the high is unbeatable.

It continues on forever and more. From the moment his gaze pierces yours it's like snorting a rail of coke or taking a tab and the trip never ends. It's not even the fact you could get caught. You two are so damn obvious; anyone who stumbles into an alleyway at three in the morning would see the two of you doing more than what a fight warrants. It's just him. It's simply Dabi.

Romeo and Juliette's syndrome is probably a better term for it. But hell, it's not like he'd die for you. Right? It's not like you've known each other way longer than some days and nights and you certainly aren't teenagers and he's definitely not somebody who moves onto a girl and decides he's in love at first sight just because his 'rosaline' left him face down ass up. So maybe Romeo and Juliette is just lack of a better term.

But it's so unfair. How the hell are you supposed to escape him when it's like he's around every corner. With every breath you take, it's like he's an inch closer to crushing your chest with his. And maybe you want him to? This isn't very hero-like.

"You're the one always tracking me down, doll."

The pet name sends shivers down your spine and it makes you want him all the more.

Who am I? What has gotten into me?

You blame the pink tint to your cheeks on the brisk wind of the night, but the heat to them is a large contrast. You cross your arms over your chest and scoff, trying to look taller, stronger, and broader. Not in a threatening way, but more a warning.

This time you'll really take him out.

"In case you forgot, it's my job."

You tell yourself that every time.

And every time he gets away.

"I'm not doing anything but taking a walk."

He steps closer, the already short distance between you two getting shorter. The streetlamp that cuts the scene in half flickers, a moth flying away from the light and towards the moon. You count three squares in distance and you resist the urge to step back.

"You're a wanted criminal, Dabi."

He doesn't deny it but scoffs anyway, shoving his hands into his pockets leisurely. It's like he's never bothered. You're just a nat he's waiting to squash. You have to remind yourself of that: You're just prey.

"I think you just miss me." His tone is serious, but he's only teasing—no matter how true it is. You're starting to think that he can read minds—it's actually quite concerning.

You force a laugh past your lips, trying to show you aren't bothered by what he says. It's just a game of cat and mouse, and it's time the roles switch.

"Please. I could throw you in jail right now."

"But you wouldn't do that. Isn't that right, bunny?"

Your guard faulters and it gives him the opening he needs to corner you completely—and quite literally. It's a blink of an eye and he has you against the brick wall. It'd look rather suspicious to anyone passing, or maybe it looks endearing. But it doesn't matter, to begin with when it's a barren street. Even the crickets seem to have fled.

It's like wherever Dabi walks, everything else scatters. If it were the sea, you're sure it'd part red.

Dabi smirks, trapping you between his body and the cool, damp bricks. The mist from earlier rain seeps slowly into your hero suit, sending a violent chill down your spine. His other hand touches your hip, fingers grazing the fabric so faintly that it'd feel non-existent if it weren't for the heat radiating off them. You hitch your breath when his nose nudges your neck, his hot breath causes shivers and his eyes bore into your own with something mischievous.

"I-"

His lips ghost the skin of your neck and you subconsciously pull it taut, tilting your head to the side. You're beginning to hate how your body arches into his and how it reacts to the simplest of touches.

Like a brick to a window, your dissolve shattered easily.

Dabi quirks a brow, challenging you to continue as you sputter about. It's embarrassing. You can hear him say it now, just like so many times before: "Oh? A big hero like you getting flustered by a big bad villain like me? How cute."

Your walkie talkie comes alive with static and a voice cuts in asking for help to take down a gang of criminals a few cities over.

My saving grace.

"I-I have to go." You push him away by the shoulders with sudden confidence, but he doesn't seem to put up much resistance.

God, you want to wipe the smug smirk off his face.

He backs off and turns with an unbothered wave, proving his point that you wouldn't- couldn't touch him, much less win against him in any sort of battle. The untouchable.

"Until next time, right?"

———

It's like a new tide from the moon—how fast your feelings towards him change. He's awful. A criminal, a villain, a murderer. He's the literal icon of everything your against.. or of what you're supposed to be against.

But you understand him. You get his whys and you feel his emotion like you're apart of them. You empathize with him and it makes you so fucking angry at yourself because you know—as a hero—you should never side with a villain like him, no matter how much sense he starts to make.

Blame it on his tone and the smoothness of his words. He's just a swindler.

The next time isn't even a full week later. He technically protects you from some randoms in an alleyway and you catch him in the act of it all, turning to catch whoever was following you, only to be met with cold blue eyes and a pile of ashes in front of you.

Of course, it ultimately ends in the same place it always does; his bed.

His scent and touch linger a little too long after these meetings and you decide once again that this is the last time.

It's a real shame you have to blame it on his body heat and not the undeniable attraction you feel towards him. But you suppose that could count towards it.

His hands are anywhere—everywhere—and they leave a fire in their wake. It's too much and still not enough. All you want is to be closer. Fingers in his hair, pulling him into you until you can't, and then pulling him in more. It's like air, the way you breathe him in. When you finally give into dabi it no longer becomes a crime, but a necessity.

It's overbearing and messy and awful, but you can't help but slip into his embrace and into his warmth.

It's freezing and he's the sun.

Tangled in between cotton sheets, you feel him rub circles into your shoulder and you hear his heartbeat. It's reassuring to know someone like him even has one. Then again, he probably wouldn't have protected you if he didn't have one. How many times has he saved you from harm's way? Honestly, one time is too many.

It almost makes this fling of yours respectable. It almost makes you want to admit you're falling for that smug face and bad attitude.

"We talked about what we'd do if we ran into your league again, you know?"

Why on earth would you bring that up of all things, y/n?

He doesn't need to know anything about your career, much less your plans to take his team down.

"Hmm.. is that so?" Dabi's fingers move up to draw languid circles into your collarbone before shifting slightly to loom over you. His other hand comes to rest on your hip, sending a searing, but welcomed heat to the flesh. You hiss quietly at the sensation, already knowing there's a bruise forming from the activities not too long ago. His lips replace his hand on your neck and he removes his arm from under your head to hold himself up.

Your hand finds his messy hair, fingers delving into the raven locks and tugging gently as he makes his way to the column of your throat and to your ear. He nips at it, nose brushing against your jaw; his hot breath creating goosebumps that rise to your flesh.

"I like knowing you think of me when I'm not around, Angel."

The tone and raspiness of his voice makes you groan, feeling him kiss beneath your jaw. You just know he's smirking at the reactions he elicits from you because you can feel it. He enjoys watching your internal struggle. You can't act like you didn't choose to form whatever this is with him.

You tug his hair to look at him, bringing his face up and he almost looks annoyed that you disrupted his path heading down towards your chest. Your lips ghost over each other's and you lean in for a kiss, only for him to pull away and leave you chasing.

"I also like when you call my name."

Your hand falls from his hair to cup his jaw, practically pulling him forward into a kiss. It's rough to cover up the intimacy and need behind it. His fingers dig into the plush of your hip, thumb pressed into your stomach before his hand goes upward with an ulterior motive.

Pulling away from him before he can initiate anything more, you run your thumb across his lips and the silver bands that adore the lower half of his face. Surprisingly enough, it didn't take long to adjust to the different textures

"And I like how you kiss me."

This almost feels too domestic—not that you mind, but you're positive he knows you're wrapped around his finger, in the palm of his hand. It's impossible to hide it now. Your actions speak louder than the three words on the tip of your tongue, poisoning your mind.

It makes you cringe when you think about it all. How easily he can get into your head and twist your arm. Some nights you catch yourself thinking that maybe you'll be able to convince him to open his eyes a little wider to see your point of view, especially when you've begun to see his. They're horrible—the villains you go against, but he makes them seem so different. You hate how he makes you double think everything.

He playfully nips at your thumb when you push it gently between his lips, teasingly. His hands trail up your arms, pulling them off of him and above your head. You're the one who makes the move to intertwine fingers as he pushes them down harshly on the pillow underneath you. Insatiable. That's what he is. Is it so wrong to keep wanting more?

The sun beginning to rise over the horizon and spilling in through the window doesn't seem to stir him as he makes his descent from your lips.

You already know that by the next morning you'll hate him and that surrounds him. You'll hate yourself for listening to your heart instead of your head simply because it just 'feels so right.' It's a constant cycle between the two of you, and you're sure he feels the same. He doesn't agree with anything you stand by like a hero, but there's something that keeps him close enough.

There's only so much you can expect, even when you deny it over and over.

But god, you have to stop meeting like this.