#john grimm x reader

[enchantedflameandflower]

Save a horse, ride a Karl

which one would you pick first? 😋

additional bonus question - which two together? 🥹

[cassiopeia-grimm]

ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ :

That trope. You drive him crazy, but he can't help being stubbornly in love with you.

"You drive me crazy but I love you so much. "

A/N: I love this trope 🥰🤣

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I used ia to illustrate my picture. I don't use it for artistic purposes. So please don't yell at me. I respect artists who work very hard for their art.

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@enchantedflameandflower, @butchersboobs, @karlurbanism, @jynx15,

XO - Cassiopeia-grimm

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[womanofwords]

Darling Demon (Part 20)

Yandere!batfam x betrothed!neglected!male!reader x yandere!demon!spouse

TW: animal cruelty (from the animal).

You decided to take a break from Azrir and check in on your family. You'd been 'sleeping over' at 'Ally's' place for a while now, and it was about time you made your way to Wayne Manor. Mostly for Alfred.

"Y/N, if you come to any harm when you visit your family, I will never allow you to go back," Azrir said. You agreed.

"So, Y/N, when will Ally finally meet us?" Bruce asked. "I hope we haven't scared her away from you."

"You haven't," you assured.

"I'm more worried about scaring Y/N away from us," Dick said, messing up your hair. There was Dick's smothering affection on display.

"Grayson, unhand my brother," Damian ordered. "If your filthy fingers are not pried off of his body in five seconds, I will be forced to beurble hugh burbpfffffft." His thumb jammed itself into his mouth before he could finish his threat.

"Are you OK, Damian?" you asked, trying not to laugh. "Why are you sucking your thumb?"

"Because he's just a little boy, Y/N," Jason said. "And little boys have thumb-sucking habits."

"He looks like Prince John from Disney's Robin Hood," Stephanie snarked.

"He's missing a crown," Duke mused. "There you go." Duke's light powers illuminated a crown for Damian, and his siblings laughed it up even harder.

"Damian, does this happen every time you try to talk?" Alfred asked.

"Almost always," Damian grumbled. The thumb had decided to give him a break. "I can't get a word in edgeways to my idiot siblings."

"Have you tried not threatening them?" you asked.

"It's the only way they'll understand!" Damian insisted.

"Well, that won't go well for you," you said. "Please, Damian, try to be nice to people for once. Start with your siblings."

"OK," Damian said. He'd just had an incredible idea. If all he had to do was be nice to his siblings, then he should start with you.

Damian wrote like a maniac as he completed an apology letter for you. You were going to love this so, so much. This was going to go much better than the Brothers Grimm stories he'd tried to show you.

Alfred The Cat whined with the humiliation of it all as Damian draped him in frilly bows. "Stop whining," Damian scolded. "We have to show Y/N that we can be nice. I'm going to read him this apology note for everything I put him through and all you have to do is be cute. I would use Titus for this, since he's better trained, but he gives Y/N nightmares."

Damian took his apology note and Alfred The Cat and journeyed to your room. "Y/N, are you there?" he called. As he waited and rehearsed, Alfred The Cat fussed in his arms. You had better show up soon.

"Damian, where did you get the cat from?" you asked.

"This is Alfred The Cat, not to be confused with Alfred. We're both trying to be your friend," Damian said. Alfred The Cat meowed pitifully, limbs waving like a child that wanted to be carried by a specific person.

"Aww, he does look cute," you said, picking up the cat as if it was a baby.

That was the straw that broke the kitty's back.

Alfred was a tornado of claws and screeches, not sure whether to abandon everything and leave or to destroy the earth itself, starting with you. "Alfred The Cat, stop it right now!" Damian screamed. "You're hurting Y/N!"

Azrir plunged into the scene, grabbing you. "You. I should have eaten you when I first arrived," they growled, advancing on Damian.

"Baba!" Damian screamed. Bruce rushed over, finding Azrir looming over his two boys. He had a mace; where he'd gotten it from, you were never going to ask him.

"You will not harm my son," Bruce hissed. "I don't know why you won't leave him alone, but you can't be in his life. Y/N is dating a girl named Ally now."

"Leave Y/N alone!" Dick shrieked, completely unannounced and completely ridiculous.

Azrir pretended to be surprised. "Girl? What girl? Oh, you must mean me." Azrir shifted into the female form they took on when they first came to Wayne Manor. "Hi, is Y/N home?"

"You monster!" Dick screamed. He rushed towards them, escrima sticks bared and ready to fight. Azrir was in his ear in a blink of an eye.

"Grayson, if you fight me, I will take you to hell, lock you in a room, and force you to watch your little brother being corrupted by me for all eternity," Azrir hissed. It was low enough for only him to hear, but he backed off all the same.

"What do you want?" Bruce asked. Your siblings were gathering behind him, looking like little kids eavesdropping on a conversation they weren't supposed to be hearing.

"I allowed Y/N to see you on the condition that if he was hurt in any way, he would never come back." Azrir surveyed you, throwing Alfred The Cat at Damian. "He has been hurt under your watch."

"I'm sorry," Damian said. "I just wanted to show him my kitty." Alfred The Cat meowed, as if it was an apology.

"I stand by my choice. Y/N will never come back to the manor. Instead, he will live in the love nest I made for him, journeying to the human world when he wants to with me as his protector." Azrir looked closely at your face, clawed, but nothing permanent. "Y/N, nothing these filthy relatives have to offer will ever hurt you again."

"Azrir, can I at least see Alfred?" you asked. "He was so kind to me."

"Of course you can, Y/N," Azrir said. "Come along. I'll make sure those scratches don't scar."

You were whisked away by a very concerned demon, who spent a lot of time gently tending to your face. "It honestly just stings."

"You shouldn't be in any kind of pain," Azrir shushed. "Come here, my fragile little trophy. Let yourself be cared for."

You relaxed into the care session, letting the tenseness of your muscles loosen and leave you. You were going to be cared for in every possible way. Azrir would take care of you in every way possible.

You were really going to like living in hell if hell meant a big, mean demon took care of your every need and threatened to kill anything that moved wrong near you.

Taglist: @tinybrie, @bunniotomia, @c4xcocoa, @darkmoka, @fightmebissh, @bloobewy, @chi1lllb, @cqerrz, @heart-cream, @noone1233nobody, @type-ink, @sonyboos, @atlasbatman05, @eyeless-kun, @zomqiez.

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[ladysavich]

My Supa Strikas Masterlist

what's up guys?! This is my supa strikas masterlist. I am trying my best to post content every few days. Please be patient with be as i still have a shot ton of requests to complete

Thank you!!!

{PLEASE IGNORE ANY SPELLING MISTAKES OR REALLY BAD GRAMMAR. I DO NOT DOUBLE-CHECKMY WORK BEFORE POSTING SO HALF THE TIME I MAKE SOME KIND OF GRAMMATICAL ERROR}

Supa strikas

Dancing Rasta

Dancing Rasta General Headcanons

Dancing Rasta Relationship Headcanons

Dancing Rasta father and sons headcanons

Shakes

Shakes general hcs

Gossip King Shakes headcanon Part 1

Gossip King Shakes headcanon Part 2

Shakes + Nandi headcanons

Twisting tiger

Twisting tiger general hcs

Twisting tiger and his grandma hcs

Twisting Tiger as a cat person hcs

North shaw

North Shaw, blok and Eagle eye hcs

Blok

North Shaw, blok and Eagle eye hcs

Eagle Eye

North Shaw, blok and Eagle eye hcs

Big Bo

Big bo general hcs

Big bo as a batman fanboy

El Matador

El matador general headcanons + 'Living The El life'

Cool Joe

Cool Joe general headcanons

Klaus

Klaus general headcanons

Barka FC

Riano

Riano general hcs

Riano relationship headcanons

Invincible United

Vince

Vince as a father hcs

Skarra

Skarra general hcs

Skarra relationship hcs

Skarra x boyfriend reader hcs

Dooma

Dooma general headcanons

Max Power

The Power twins hcs

Technicalli

Chuck T Chipperson

Chuck T Chipperson general hcs

John J Johnson Jr

John j johnson jr general hcs

Hydra FC

Skipper

Liquido + Shane fin + skipper general hcs

Skipper relationship headcanons

Shane Fin

Shane fin general hcs

Liquido + Shane fin + Skipper general hcs

Shane fin relationship headcanons

Liquido

Liquido + Shane fin + Skipper general hcs

Big bro liquido + Elementary school reader hcs

Big Bro Liquido + sibling reader

Iron tank

Colonel Von Push Up

Colonel Von Push Up dad headcanons

Johan Uber

Uber + Joey (background character) sibling hcs

Uber general headcanons

Nakama FC

Miko chen

Miko chen general headcanons

The Sultans

The Amal Three

The Amal three as big brothers

Sheikh Ali Zaman

Sheikh general headcanons

Grimm FC

Vladimir Savich

Vladimir relationship headcanons

Bone Jones

Bone Jones general headcanons

Bone Jones Relationship headcanons

Cedric

Cedric + Rip Staples general headcanons

Cedric Relationship headcanons

Rip Staples

Cedric + Rip staples general headcanons

Cosmos FC

Ninja

Ninja relationship headcanons

Cognito Fc

Inyo

Inyo General Headcanons

SHIPS

John J Johnson Jr × Vladimir Savich

John j Johnson jr x Shakes

North Shaw x liquido

El matador x North Shaw

Kyle kowalski x John J Johnson Jr

Bone Jones x Vladimir Savich

Skarra x Dooma

TEAMS

Grimm FC headcanons Grimm FC when they are angry/ pissed Even more grimm fc headcanons coming soon

Invincible United Headcanons Invincible Uniteds reaction to meeting Skarra's S/O

The Sultans Headcanons

EXTRAS

Miss Altivo general hcs

[um-soybean]

The Great Mammon - Mammon x Reader

Summary: How dare you make plans with someone other than The Great Mammon? You’ll have to make it up to him…when you come back of course…

Warning: Fluff to Angst, jealous Mammon, mentions of Solomon, kissing, down bad for Mammon, Nightbringer spoilers, light mention of lesson 16

Note: Yes I’m in my feels. Yes I hate Nightbringer. Yes I play NB more than the OG. Yes I love you Mammon

Now playing:

Let The Light In - Lana Del Rey, Father John Misty

(On repeat)

“Mammon! I have a problem!” You yell out, bursting through the demon’s door as you have for what seems like years now.

He becomes startled and ends up dropping some coins into his lap and down to his floor. He shoots a small glare your way before collecting his money once again.

“Whaddya want human!? M’ tryna count my grimm” he says returning to the shiny coins.

“Yeah ok whatever, I need a good Halloween movie to watch tonight!” You say desperately.

“I thought I told ya I would be going the the casino tonight?” He says finally looking at you with a tilt of his head. You both frequently have movie nights but tonight is one of the few times one of you ends up canceling.

“Yes I know that” you say rolling your eyes. “I decided to schedule one with Solomon tonight but I don’t know what to watch”

Mammons eyes narrow at the mention of the sorcerer. “Huh? You’re watching movies with that shady sorcerer now??”

You cross your arms pouting at the nickname for one of your good friends. “Yes because someone decided to cancel on me”

“Well how about Evil Dead, it’s got a bunch a blood n’ gore” he says.

“I was thinking something more spooky than scary something like…Corpse Bride!” You suddenly come to a conclusion yourself. “Thanks Mammon you’re the best!” You say kissing him on the cheek only the begin running off to get ready for your plans.

“O-oi! Isn’t that a romance movie?” He yells at you before you leave.

“I mean kinda but not really…” you say still walking off.

Mammon become increasingly desperate to get you to stay. Anything to get you away from that sorcerer. Or anyone for that matter.

“Wait! Uh…lemme go with you…” he tries.

You give him a questioning look and stop. “Huh? Why? I’ve made the walk myself before? Plus you have places to be”

“I- ah…it’s…dangerous! Yea…and um…well maybe you just shouldn’t go…because…” he tries and pretty much fails. You glare at him, knowing he’s making up excuses on the spot. “Because…he’s probably asleep already…yea!”

You cross your arms again. “Actually…I don’t think I’ve ever seen Solomon sleep” you say, face scrunching in full realization you’ve never seen him sleeping.

“That doesn’t matter! Just…stay?” He gives you puppy eyes. The type of eyes you’d receive from Beel asking for the rest of your food off your plate. The eyes Asmo would give so you’d bathe with him or Belphie would give so you’d nap with him.

You contemplate for a moment. Eyebrows furrowing as you weigh your options. “I already made plans Mammon i can’t just…cancel”

“Course ya can! Then we can watch any movie ya want!”

After another moment of contemplation, you turn towards the door before you can decide to stay. But of course, he catches you. Arms around your waist and light breaths against your neck, giving you goosebumps.

“Please…” he whispers. An almost sad whisper. What made him like this, you’re unsure. And just like you knew you would, you crumble. Immediately.

“Ok…” you reply and turn in his arms to face him. You stare at his face. His eyes are closed as his forehead rests against yours. Before his eyes flutter open and meet yours.

For a moment you just stare. suddenly struck with how unbelievably pretty he is. And he stares back. For the exact same reason. His eyes flicker lower. And you understand immediately. So you lean forward. And so does he.

Finally, your lips meet. Molded together so perfectly. But when you pull away you decide to tease him.

“I thought The Great Mammon didn’t need a puny human like me?” You say with a small smirk.

“Oi! Shaddup…” he whisper yells back.

And suddenly Mammon awakes with a start. He’s in bed, hugging a pillow. He rises, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and examining his room. Seeing the very spot where his moment with you happened. And while he dreamt of it, he knows it really happened. But that was a long time ago.

His heart pangs and tears fill his eyes once again. He sits alone on his bed ready to cry once again. You’re gone now. You have been for a few weeks. Disappeared without a trace in the middle of the night. You have no idea what it was like to wake up with the emptiness of a pact. His only pact. It was unbearable. In fact he wanted to scratch at it just to feel something. Anything.

His eyes are puffy from last nights tears. And they remain red as fresh ones spill down his face. Who knew a demon had such an abundance of tears in his eyes. He’s sorry he couldn’t save you. He’s so sorry.

The Great Mammon felt he had only one purpose. To protect his human.

And twice now, he’s failed.

[keepsmagnetoaway]

Marvel Team-Up 100 (December 1980)

Chris Claremont/Frank Miller & John Byrne

We've read a fair few issues of the long-running Marvel Team-Up and it's always an interesting time: now, for its 100th issue, we have the treat of it featuring X-Men (or, at least, X-Men-related characters) in both its main story and its back-up, both of which are striking and important stories.

In the first of them, the featured team-up is actually Spider-Man (yay!) and the Fantastic Four (boo!), but the story also introduces the silhouetted figure you can see here, initially seemingly as a villain.

If you're thinking "fuck, these layouts are good," then you're right: it's Frank Fucking Miller! We don't have time for Miller Discourse - I will literally never have time for Miller Discourse - but Miller here was at the beginning of his imperial phase, having just started drawind Daredevil and being on the point of taking over writing on it too, and his distinctively moody take on New York City is on display in this issue. This nightmare Deco tower, at a wildly expressionist angle, is purest Miller.

Anyway, I'm skipping over most of the action here because it's Reed Richards bullshit and I hate it, but I do want to talk about that mysterious new character: it's Karma, and she's got Issues.

A beautiful panel filled with politics: that's good comics, baby. It's important to say that there is also a fair amount of tone-deaf stuff about Asians in this issue - Karma's wider family feature and they're not exactly subtly depicted, especially the villainous members, who include Karma's evil twin brother.

And yet...this is 1980, the Vietnam War is a recent memory in the US, and along comes a complex, traumatized Vietnamese character, who evolves from villain to anti-hero to something like a full-on hero in the space of this single comic when - in a moment that's genuinely shocking, coming as it does in the middle of a fight in which Peter Parker and Ben Grimm seem to be competing to make the most wise-cracks - she kills and psychically absorbs her brother. This, I repeat, is our introduction to this character, her very first issue. Fucking hell.

And that's Karma! The story ends just after this, with her tentatively established as some kind of hero, but the reader is none the wiser about what's coming next for her: which was, as you probably know, an integration into the X-Men world and a gradual emergence as one of the most interesting and popular characters of that world (helped by the fact that she also eventually turns out to be gay, hell yeah). It's a hell of an introduction and a fascinatingly political story about the shadow of American imperialism, and it's then followed by this issue's back-up story, which is also powerfully political.

This is a Claremont/Byrne story, a little chaser after our farewell to him in the main book, and (despite the team behind it...) it's about Blackness. It's The One Where Storm and Black Panther Meet, And Also Apartheid South Africa Tries To Kill Ororo.

It's actually largely told, after the initial sequence, in a flashback to their first meeting, and I have tried and failed to work out how it's supposed to fit in with the backstory also depicted in the 2006 Storm series - I don't think they exactly line up, but the 2006 series does sort of reference and expand on this story, in particular by reusing Andreas 'The Bull' de Ruyter, the enjoyably repulsive Afrikaner villain.

In the present, it turns out, de Ruyter is still trying to kill them, and they get to defeat him all over again, and part ways in a bittersweet, ship-teasy moment (again, no idea how this fits into subsequent canon with them getting married and so forth, but, who cares).

This is a really remarkable issue, all told, and though it's all created by white men, and as ever there are some, shall we say, heavy-handed moments, but its use nevertheless of a Vietnamese heroine, her life ruined by American warfare, and of two Black heroes fighting an explicitly apartheid-supporting villain is pretty striking: on top of which, the art is outstanding. Great stuff! This is also the start of a run of half a dozen guest appearances and the like from this era that we're about to read, so let's hope the rest of them are this interesting.

[rebelliousstories]

Hearts of Sea Stone

Relationship: Sean Renard x Reader, Nick Burkhardt x Reader(Platonic)

Fandom: Grimm

Request: No

Warnings: Brief Strong Language, Fluff, Angst

Word Count: 6,629

Main Masterlist: Here

Grimm Masterlist: Here

Part 1: Tidal Wave // Part 3: Lost to the Sea

Summary: Caught in a net of mysteries, Nick Burkhardt has to find what is the truth, and what is false.

“So I shall die," said the little mermaid, "and as the foam of the sea I shall be driven about never again to hear the music of the waves, or to see the pretty flowers nor the red sun. Is there anything I can do to win an immortal soul?”

“Are you certain that was his name?” Nick felt bad for shaking the startled woman but he needed to be sure that he had heard her correctly.

“Of course I am,” she defended, “I’d sooner die than forget his name.” She looked incensed at the hidden accusation in the detective’s tone.

“Alright. I believe you but you need to come with me, and trust me.” And with that, the unlikely duo were off to go inside the precinct. Uniformed officers milled about, but not as many as there were during the day when he was usually here.

Nick could feel his breathing pick up but he did not know why. Why was he nervous about having this Tödlicheslied inside the office where his captain with the same name and same face as her supposedly dead lover might be? There was a light on in his captain’s office and felt a bit conflicted. Does he rip the bandaid off, or is there a way he can ease her into this?

“Nick?” She called softly, drawing him back into the present. He noticed that they had stopped in the threshold of the specific room where his desk was located. Letting out a sharp breath from his lips, the detective nodded and tried to get himself back in the game.

“Sorry. Um, my desk is just over here.” He stole a glance to the private office, and saw the blinds were open. Burkhardt set the woman in Hank’s chair with her back facing the captain’s line of sight and sat down in his own chair. Clicking his computer awake, Nick tried hard to keep his eyes on the screen and on the woman.

“So what is the name of the hotel you’re in?” His question sounded strained, but there was no way for his to stop it.

“It’s the Rose Red hotel on fifth and second.” She replied sweetly and softly, choosing not to draw attention to his tone.

“Okay, got their information. Now this book store. What’s the name?” Trying to wrack her brain for an answer, Nick casts his eyes over to the captain’s office. It did not appear that he noticed them in this late yet.

“I think it was called ‘Book Nook.’ I’m pretty sure that’s what it was called.” She had calmed down since she first met the Grimm, but being questioned about her whereabouts was enough to make her nervous again. Her hands began to fiddle with her necklaces yet again which drew the man’s attention to them once more.

“Okay. Do you mind if I have that for a moment,” his hand pointed to hers, “the gold one at least.” A shaky breath and a look of panic was all he got in return. Nick held up his hands in a, hopefully, non-threatening manner towards the woman.

“I just want to ask my captain if he knows the man in that photo. He’s been here longer, and may recognize him. Or maybe he remembers seeing a John Doe that looks like him. Please, it’ll be for just a moment.” He watched her battle herself once more and fiddle with the necklaces even more. It took another minute before her hands reached behind her head and unclamped the gold necklace that hung around her throat. Delicately, it was placed in Nick’s awaiting hand, who closed his fingers around it softly.

“Thank you. I’ll be right back.” Standing, he sent the woman another reassuring smile and watched her fiddle with the lessened weight around her neck before walking over to his captain’s office. Three knocks later and a call for him to enter was heard. Nick kept the locket and chain hidden from view at first, wanting to see how this was going to play out.

“Captain.” The detective called, watching him intensely.

“Nick,” a surprised statement came, “I thought you had gone home already.” Sean dropped his pen on his desk and turned his attention to the Grimm before him.

“I wanted to ask you something, but it might be kind of personal.” He started, unsure of how he was going to play this out even this far into it. Renard’s face scrunched in confusion before signaling the younger man to continue. But Nick could only get out the name the young lady at his desk had provided him. Sean’s face drop, and felt his heart grow icy as it fell into his stomach.

“How do you know that name?” He questioned, standing up slowly and maintaining eye contact with Burkhardt.

“So you know her?” He sent back, keeping his tone level and hands closed.

“Nick, I will ask you once more. How do you know that name?” Renard’s voice turned deadly.

“I need to know how you knew her first. Tell me that, and I’ll tell you how I know.” Nick spoke determined. Sean sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face as he thought about what to say next. The captain motioned to the chairs in front of him and his detective followed the movement.

“I was very young, keep that in mind.” He sighed yet again. “The only time I’ve ever truly been in love was with… her.”

“When I moved to Portland, I was lost for a bit. Had no idea what I was going to do exactly and would often find myself at the edge of the Willamette river just thinking.” Sean’s eyes glazed over as he was sucked into his memories.

“One night, I found a woman that was unlike anything I had seen. I heard myths of Tödlicheslied, but never thought I would see one in person. She was scared, rightly so. They don’t go near humanity except to feed. Eventually she was able to calm down enough that she could become less noticeable.” Nick felt his own hands trace over the locket in his hands.

“We tried to find her family, but it looked like they had abandoned her. Didn’t stop us from trying every full moon after that first month though. I helped her after she accidentally charmed a young man on the street into becoming obsessed with her. It was then I realized I needed to keep her safe, from anything. There are certain tonics that minimize the effect her voice had. A specific cream to keep her skin from drying out in between swims.” Renard leaned back in his chair and acquired a soft small on his face.

“I guess, over time, we fell in love. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced. There was a time right after I joined the force, that she waited up for me until 6:30 in the morning the following day. She went to bed at eight, but she waited up because I hadn’t checked in and was so worried that something had happened to me that she left crystals all over our coffee table.” This simple confession piqued Nick’s interest.

“Crystals?” He asked.

“Tödlicheslieden cry crystals on land. It has to do with the oxygen mixing with the chemical make up of the solution. We tried to figure it out when she was still here. But they cry crystals. Anyways,” the captain took a deep breath, “her family did eventually find her. About a year later. There message was clear: she was to return to the sea and her clan, or they would make her do so. They didn’t take kindly to her asking for time to think about her answer.” Another deep breath. Sean’s hand went to his neck, like there was something that was supposed to be there for him to mess with.

“That night, we were on the banks of the Willamette, trying to think about what our plan was. That’s when they jumped us. A couple of her cousins grabbed her and took her below the surface. Her father and brothers, however, stayed on land just long enough to ‘knock some sense into me.’ Their words, not mine. I don’t quite remember what happened after that, they hit me pretty good. Next thing I knew, I was watching an ambulance pull up on my location, and someone was asking my name.” Sean kept rubbing his hand just under the collar of his neck while he spoke.

“What happened to the woman?” Nick questioned softly, trying to keep from doing anything brash or sudden.

“I never knew,” Renard shook his head, “I tried to look out for a sign that she was coming back but nothing. I think at some point I just accepted that she had either truly forgotten me, or had died trying to get back to me. Whichever, I can only hope that she’s happier now.”

“Your hand keeps going to your collar. Is there something that’s supposed to be there?” The captain’s face hardened, as if he was trying to keep himself from becoming too emotional and remain objective. Like this was another investigation.

“We had matching lockets. I got them for us around the one year mark. Her’s was silver, mine was gold. She always looked better in silver than she did in gold.” His eyes glazed over once more, and his voice took on a soft, dream-like quality.

“A necklace like this?” Only then did Burkhardt place the golden chain and locket on his captain’s desk and watched.

Watched for a sign of emotion, of some sort of humanity in the man. It took a minute, but as Sean Renard came out of his thoughts to observe the object on his desk. A breath was punched out from the chest of the older man as he gingerly picked up the chain. He gasped in disbelief and tried to find the words to voice his thoughts, but none came to mind. In all the languages he knew or was fluent in, there were no words to describe the feeling of seeing the necklace in almost twenty years.

“Where did you find this?” Sean choked out, feeling his throat close.

“I need to know something first. Would she ever commit murder?” A humorless chuckle puffed out from the captain’s lungs.

“No. Never. When she lived with me, she went completely vegetarian, and was super careful about using her voice. Especially if she didn’t have the dampening tonic.” Both sets eyes stayed locked on the flash of gold.

“Okay. Is it possible that she could have been living her the entire time, trying to find you and never did?” Sean blinked, and leveled Nick with a look he had never seen before.

“Excuse me?” The captain growled, but the detective was unfazed.

“Captain, I’m pretty sure that I found her.” Renard said nothing. Not a word. But instead, he turned back to the locket and clicked it open. Photos he never thought he would see again, stared up at him. Black and white images of him happy that almost felt like a lifetime ago.

“Where is she?” Sean was sure that he was going to cry if he did not see the woman after all this.

“She’s out at my desk,” Renard stood with a fury, “wait!” Nick shouted at the taller man.

“Just, be careful. I’m still checking out her alibi for the drownings.”

“There is no way that she could have done this. Now if you will excuse me.” With that, Sean left the office in a blaze. The gold necklace in his hand felt like lead the closer he got to the woman who was still sat in Hank’s chair, beside Nick’s desk. The Grimm watched from the threshold of the office as the scene unfurled.

Calculated steps moved the man closer and closer to her. The same woman he had not seen in almost two decades. Her hair was shorter than it was back then. But her skin was no less as luminous, even underneath the precinct lights. Sean felt his hands begin to clam, and his throat tighten even more than before. There was no less than five feet between the pair, and yet, he made no move to call for her. As if he did, she would be gone just like how she disappeared every time from his dreams. Nick watched with keen eyes, and cleared his throat loud enough to catch attention. Renard turned to face his subordinate, and was drawn away when a gasp was heard from behind his head now.

Turning back, Sean watched tears gather in her eyes. He felt his own breath get pulled from his chest, and it appeared that she was suffering from the same breathlessness. Before he realized it, he was whispering her name, hoping that she was truly there.

“Sean? Is that really you?” Her whimper made the man’s heart burst in his chest.

“Yes. It’s me.” He whispered back at her. In all of about three seconds, the woman had thrown herself into his chest, and sighed as his arms wrapped tightly around her.

“You’re alive! I can’t believe you’re alive.” The words were slightly muffled into Sean’s chest, but neither one could find it in their hearts to care too much.

“Oui, mon siréne. I’m alive. And you’re here, on land.” One hand stayed on her back, keeping her pressed as closely as she possibly could. While the other one, traveled to pet the top of her head, and lay a kiss in the wake of his hand.

“Of course I am. I tried so hard to find you. Couldn’t exactly do that from the water now could I?” She teased, and was rewarded with another squeeze and kiss to her head. Pushing her lover away, the naiad looked at him in his eyes once more.

“I don’t understand though,” she began feeling her lashes become wet with unshed tears, “I thought you had died? They gave me your-” she cut her own words off. The necklace was resting against her head, still captured in Sean’s hand.

“No. No. Do you honestly think that it will only take a beating to kill me? Come now, mon siréne.” The hand on her head moved to cradle her face. Shockingly cool metal graced her cheeks from where the necklace was tanged in his fingers.

“I tried so hard to come back. But when I did I was… captured. It’s the only reason I don’t have my family trying to get to me now.” Her whispers were meant only for Sean, and this admission made his skin prickle.

“Captured? By who? I need the name.” He stated, ripe with a protective and possessive energy.

“Don’t worry about it. I took care of it.” She reassured him.

“Here.” Her hands reached up and took the gold chain from his fingers. She took apart the clasp mechanism and placed it around the man’s throat before securing it once more. The weight was something Sean had almost forgotten about, but now that it was back, he felt like there was no time that had passed since they tore it from his neck.

“I hate to break up the reunion,” it was only then that the couple realized that Nick was still there amongst them. “But, you can go back if you would like. I’ll call if I have any updates or any more questions.”

“Captain, you may want to take the night off.” He offered gently, watching Sean and his lady take in his words.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t move. I’ll return shortly.” Renard all but ran back to his office to close down for the night.

“How did you know?” She questioned softly to the Grimm before her. He turned his head from his captain to the woman and acquired a soft smile.

“The picture frame in your dressing room. I realize that the photo is almost twenty years old, but it looked too similar to Sean not to be him. Plus, when you told me his name, I had more conformation.” Nick explained, watching as she accepted the explanation. Eventually, her tears became too great for her to keep them in, and fat droplets rolled down her face. As the water ran off her face, crystals seemed to form as if by magic mid way through the air. She tried to catch them, but was blinded by more crystals, leaving Nick to help catch them instead.

“Are you okay?” Sean’s voice rang out. His tone was concerned, as he ran back over and help to catch the crystals as well. A tissue appeared in his hand and he began to dab away the water from her face.

“I’m sorry for that. Yes, I’m okay. Just been an emotional night I guess.” She held her hands out, and Nick followed his captain’s lead as he passed back the stones. Her hands pulled a bag from her coat pocket, and the crystals disappeared from view.

“Do you always keep those stones with you?” The young Grimm asked, his brows furrowing in confusion.

“Yeah,” she nodded, “these used to be used for potency in different kinds of spells, and potions. If anyone got a hold of them, who knows what they could be used for.” While she dismissed the words, Nick certainly did not.

“Is it possible that someone did get a hold of these without your knowledge?” He asked, watching the young woman think hard about her answer.

“If someone did, it would have to be someone on my staff. Very few people have access to my dressing room where I keep them for that reason.” Sean wrapped his arm around his lady, and kept his eyes on her.

“Well, you two head home. I’ll let you know what I find out.” He did not need another invitation; Renard bid the detective goodnight and walked the young lady out of the precinct. She giggled as he nearly tripped over himself getting her over to the car.

The ride to Sean’s condo was spent in silence. Not because they could not find the words, but rather there were simply too many words that needed to pass between them. With his left hand on the steering wheel, and his right hand on her thigh, Sean’s self-control was tested to an unbelievable level as he tried not to speed. Meanwhile, she had her hands both on his hand and thought about how close they had been all this time, yet neither one knew it.

Parking, and walking through the front door passed in a blur. Neither one could believe that they were actually with the other as they walked up the stairs to the condo. Opening the door, Sean allowed her a moment to look around before he tugged her back to him. He pushed her against the door with a gentle shove, and slotted their bodies together as he captured her lips in his. Her hands came up to scratch through his short hair, and found purchase on the broad shoulders she once knew so very well.

There were so many thoughts running around both of their heads. Years that they have lost together and now being able to spend them together. They could never recover all those years alone, but they could certainly make up for it now. She decided to deepen their kiss, allowing her tongue to run over the seam of his lips. Sean returned in kind by picking her up and walking towards his bedroom. He did not need to be able to see where he was going, only needed to know that his siren was back in his arms.

His siren. A title she had never lost, yet it seemed like a distant memory of holding it. Renard tossed her on the bed where she landed with a giggle, but he did not waste any time in climbing back on top of her. Reconnecting their lips, he allowed his hands to trace over the familiar curves and markings that he knew so well. Muscle memory trailed his hand down the left side of her neck, where she jerked away as if she had been burned. A look of panic mauled her features, causing Sean to lean away just enough to give her some space.

“Siréne? What happened? What did I do?” He asked, quickly trying to find an answer. That used to be her favorite spot for him to caress as it caused full body shocks to course through her.

“No, darling. You did nothing. It’s just I…” her sentence trailed off as she stared into space. Renard leaned back on his haunches fully and grasped her hands to pull her up.

“Would you like to get ready for bed? You can tell me if you would like.” Sean’s offer came. She nodded, unable to form words right at that moment. He slipped off the bed and knelt down to where her feet rested. Gently, as if she was made of porcelain, he undid the buckles holding her shoes on and pressed a soft kiss to her calves when he was done.

“I’m afraid I don’t have anything proper to take off your makeup.” He commented as he pulled her to the bathroom. She just shrugged in acceptance and allowed her lover to continue. Sean lathered up his face wash, and rubbed her face in gentle, circular motions. It would not be the best, but it would have to do until he could get her something’s to leave over there. Wetting a cotton ball, he took just a tad bit of cleanser and rubbed it over her eyes, dissolving and wiping away her makeup.

“When I was captured,” she finally spoke after he wiped away the cleanser, “I was captured by a Grimm.” Her admittance stopped Renard from applying the toner to the cotton pad. He turned to her in a look of concern and anger.

“After I escaped the clan, I came upon the Willamette once more and tried to change back. But I got caught in a net. When I was pulled from the water, a Grimm stared me down. He wanted to study me, study my scales, crystals. Anything, since there isn’t much known about Tödlicheslied in the Grimm or wesen world.” Soft cotton swiped across her skin, allowing the toner to sink in. Sean used the time it was going to take her skincare to sink in to do his at the sink. Always keeping an ear out for her soft words.

“He kept me in my woge state with drugs. It wasn’t fun,” Renard felt his blood boil, “one of the things he did was take my scales.” She pulled down the top of her dress enough that he could see a scar in the crook where her shoulder met her neck. Allowing herself to partially woge out, Sean saw the dull patch where the scar was amongst all of her glittering scales that had yet to breech the surface.

“He left the locks undone one night, so I tried to run,” her dress was pulled back in place as Sean placed the moisturizer on her face and neck. “I didn’t get far, but I was able to scratch his pretty good since I had yet to come out of that state. He drowned in the Willamette, unable to fight back because of his blood loss. I don’t know if they ever found his body though. Anything and everything he had on me, I destroyed. I couldn’t risk being found out, by Grimm or by wesen.” Sean kept quiet while he placed eye cream on both of them.

“When my clan caught up to me again, they disowned me. According to them, I allowed myself to be captured and studied. I allowed that man to take my scales. After that, they left me alone. It’s been difficult to even look at that spot some days, let alone have anyone else touch it.” The man pressed a kiss to her forhead, but still said nothing as he went to his closet to fetch something for them both to wear. While he was away, she turned back to the mirror and felt ashamed at the dull patch on her body. Forcing herself to return to her human state, she brushed her fingers barely over the scar.

“I don’t much mind.” Sean’s voice startled her out of her thoughts. Turning, she saw he held two sets of silk pajamas in his hands. Setting them down on the counter around the sink, his hands gently maneuvered her to stare at herself in the mirror. Strong yet soft hands slid the jacket from her shoulders, and the zipper from her dress. Curling calloused hands around her shoulder, Renard took things very slow, and allowed for her to stop him at any point.

But she did not. She just allowed him to take care of her, like he used to do all those years ago. It felt nice to have him here again, making sure she was taken care of. She had not felt like this in years, it almost felt foreign. Spending so long on her own, could she allow him to fall back into their routine they had established years ago? He placed his hands on her now exposed waist, and dropped his head onto the top of her shoulder. His head moved up and down in a comforting manner, and he trailed his nose close to the scar. Her breath hitched in her throat, feeling him so close to a spot she tried to forget about.

Sean nosed closer and closer to that spot, but kept a keen watch on her body language. While she was tense, she had not pushed him away as he narrowed in on the scar. The second he laid a gentle kiss on it, she felt like collapsing. He pressed yet another kiss, this one more prevalent in pressure, and her eyes shed crystallized tears. They landed in the sink, but neither on of them cared too much for where they ended up.

“It’s alright, mon siréne. This doesn’t make me love you any less. You had no choice,” his words brought more tears to her eyes. “It’s not your fault.”

Oh. That made her heart and head hurt. She did not realize how much she needed to hear those words come from him until just then. Another tissue was used to catch her tears, but she just stood there. Her body refused to move on its own accord, which was probably just the overwhelming emotions she had felt this evening.

Sean reached around and helped to work his lover into his pajamas. A sky blue with navy trim adorned her body, and looked so adorably oversized. His own black and gold set waited as he made sure she was taken care of first. Leading her back into the bedroom, he tucked her underneath his silk sheets and pressed a kiss to her head.

“I’ll be right back. Stay there.” She nodded, and watched him disappear back into the bathroom. It was truly only a moment before Sean returned to his lover who was still turned towards where he had left to. Crawling underneath the covers, Renard opened his arms and allowed the woman to find her place in them. She placed her head on his chest and felt the beating heart reassure her underneath her cheek. It was just like that, the couple drifted off to sleep. Hoping that they would not wake from this most amazing dream they had.

~

A shrill ringing sound awoke the man early in the morning. Blindly reaching over with one arm, he tried to find the source and got rid of it. His right arm was caught around his lover. However, the shrill sound started once more prompting him to react to the sound of his phone going off.

“Renard.” He answered unenthusiastically. The woman had yet to so much as stir though.

“Captain, it’s Burkhardt. We’ve got another body. Drowned in the Willamette with an aquamarine stone in hand.” His attention was solely focused on the phone now. Sean sat up and tried to keep the lady asleep but it did not help. She was awake the second he moved, and rested her head back on his; this time it rested on his lap.

“I’ll be right in. See you in thirty.” Without giving his detective a chance to respond, he hung up his phone and breathed out a deep sigh.

“Duty calls?” Her voice drifted into his thoughts from below him. Renard gazed down at her, and smiled as she cuddled into his thigh. His hand pet through her head as he nodded.

“Unfortunately. But, I’ll make you some breakfast and drop you off wherever you need to be before going in.” Yet again, they fell into the same routine they had years ago like no time had passed. She dressed in her outfit from last night, but allowed Sean to place her shoes back on. It was the one thing that he always insisted that she let him do when it came to dressing. As she washed her face, Renard went into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee, a cup of tea, and begin breakfast. But looking at the clock on his counter, he cursed lightly. Looking around the cupboards, he found some muffins that had been given to him by a very gracious neighbor a couple of days ago.

Fresh faced, and dressed, Sean felt his breath get taken out from his body once more. It reminded him of when they were young, and she would stay at home and wait for him to get back.

“We don’t have the time to make breakfast, but I do have your tea. We have to go though, I’m afraid.” He handed her a thermos, placed his coffee in another one, and grabbed a couple of muffins from the box.

The couple made their way out the door and down the stairs of the condo. Hand in hand, down to the car that awaited them in the garage. Sean opened her door, and let her get in and secured first, before rounding and doing the same for himself.

“Where do you need to be?” The man started the car and began to drive away from his home.

“There’s a club on the corner of fifth and second that I’m preforming at. There’s a hotel near that I’m staying at. I’ll need to double check my dressing room and then I’ll be going to my hotel.” Sean nodded, and draped his hand over to rest on her thigh. Lacing their hands together, she took a sip from the warm beverage container in hand and made a pleasant hum.

“This is my favorite tea. You still have some?” She questioned happily, taking another sip. Renard chuckled and squeezed her thigh.

“Of course I remembered. Whenever I am upset, I would make a cup of that and be transported back. It has never failed me in all these years.” He spared a glance before returning to the road, and loved the look she had. All too soon, the drive was over as they pulled over to the club where she was preforming.

“Would you like me to wait? I can drop you off at your hotel afterwards.” Sean offered, but she shook her head.

“I’ll be alright. It’s just right across the road and you have to get to work. I appreciate it though.” Her seatbelt was unbuckled, and she turned in her seat to face the man. Cradling his face in her hands, she laid a loving kiss on his lips, to which he returned. But before it could become anything more, she pulled away, causing Sean to groan.

“Later.” She giggled, and slipped out of the car and back into the club. The police captain strangely felt like calling out sick for work, but thought against it. He knew where she was staying. He would be getting her again. Sean watched her until he knew that she had made it safely inside before speeding off towards the crime scene that he was called in on.

~

“Our victim is a Jessie Batey. He was an accountant for a local charity organization. Same circumstances as before.” Nick explained, watching his captain step out onto the crime scene.

“Do we know how any of these victims were connected?” Sean inquired, watching the commotion around the scene.

“They all went to a Sirena show the night before their death.” Nick stated, and watched as Renard whipped his head around.

“Now we’ve already cleared her. But someone is using her shows as a hunting ground. We need to know why.” The detective explained as he watched the body closely.

“Yeah. We do. Let’s find it out and fast.” Sean walked back to the edge of the water to look closer over the scene, hoping to find something that he could use, but came up short. He did not know what he was missing, but it was really starting to bug him.

~

Stepping inside the club with her spare key, she knew that no one would be around quite yet. It was still pretty early in the day. Everything was still packed away from the night before, and her door appeared to her shortly. However when she tried the door, it was unlocked. That greatly confused her. She was sure that she had locked it last night when she left with the detective and blutbad.

Continuing inside, she took a quick surveillance of her room and rushed inside. Someone took the crystals from the bowl. No one on her staff for the staff here that would have a key to this place would do this. So why were they gone? Crouching, she looked around, hoping that she had just spilled them, but to no such avail.

There was a slight shift of fabric she heard that caught her attention. Her head shot up and her body followed as she watched a young man, no older than twenty-five stepped out from her dressing corner.

“Hello Sirena. I’ve been waiting for you.” He breathed out, apparently taken aback from being this close to the naiad. She was confused and said nothing out of shock.

“Oh,” he suddenly remembered something, “thank you for the gifts. I greatly appreciate it.” His hands dug around his pockets, and procured a small baggie that held the missing crystals in them.

“You stole my crystals?” Before she could have constructed a better response, the worlds stumbled out.

“No,” his face scrunched up, “I didn’t steal anything. You left them for me. You left them out so that I would know. It’s okay. I get it now.” He stepped closer to the young lady, but for every step he took forward, she took one back.

“I tried to get your attention before but it didn’t seem to be getting through. I thought certainly this latest attempt would get to you but that didn’t seem to do the trick.” With her back against the vanity table, she had very few places that she could go. Not even the door to the room was close enough that she could close the distance in time.

“You- you’re the one committing those murders? Why? I have never and will never want that for anyone to do on my behalf.” Her voice was raising in panic.

“But you would have never noticed me, or acknowledged our connection otherwise.” With no where to turn, she just had to accept him getting closer. Unlike with Sean, his touch made her cringe and turn away. This angered the man, which is when he grabbed her arms roughly and shook her.

“Why do you continue to deny me? I love you! I did this for you! And you act like you never tempted me, never showed me you loved me!” He screamed and yelled at her. Her cringing infuriated him further.

“You’re lucky we can’t do this yet. The moon will be full tonight, and then we can be together forever.” She could feel her heart beat out of her chest, and the fear freeze her blood. What he did not know, was that there was a phone on in her pocket. The volume was kept low so as to not alert him, but that was all she needed. She just needed someone to hear what she was hearing.

~

Sitting at his desk, with his head bowed over paper work, Sean tried to keep his mind on the cases that he had. All the press that these drownings were getting, and the media feeling to name him “The Willamette Crystal Drowner” did not help either. Hearing the shrill ring of his phone, he answered it when he saw her name pop up. He did not even know when she put her name in his phone, probably when he was getting ready for the day, but he was glad she did.

“Bonjour, Mon siréne. How are you?” Yet, there was no answer. The sound of rustling was all that greeted him.

“Siréne? Are you there?” He called yet again but no response. Sean was about to hang up and chalk it up to an accidental dial when he heard it.

“Oh, thank you for the gifts. I greatly appreciate it.” A man’s voice was heard faintly on the other end of the line.

“Darling?” But his call went unanswered.

“You stole my crystals?” Renard felt his breath speed up, but tried to calm himself down.

The more he listened, the angrier Sean got. Hearing the fear in his lover’s voice sent him into a fury that was kept underneath his calm and collected exterior. Picking up the landline in his office, he phoned the technical department.

“I need a location on a number, and I need it now.” He stated, in no mood to play any sort of games. Rattling off the number that the woman was calling him from, Sean felt the anxiety flow through him as he had to wait.

“It’s at a club on the corner of fifth and second, sir.” Mumbling a quick thank you, Renard hung up on the landline and grabbed his coat from his seat. Keeping the phone pressed to his ear, he tried to listen and make sure that she was okay.

“You’ve were hanging around that police captain last night and today. Why?” The masculine voice questioned. Storming out of the office, he barely caught that Nick and Hank were saying something to him before he left.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She whimpered. Sean heard her throat tightening and hoped that he was not going to be too late.

“Yes! Yes, you do.” The man shouted. There was a clash of something being disturbed, and she let out a yelp.

“No matter. I’ll just make sure that he won’t bother us again.” Renard’s phone was pressed so hard into his cheek that he was afraid he was going to break it.

“Please, please don’t hurt him. Please don’t hurt him.” Her begs made the man that was with her chuckle.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m not stupid enough to take out a police captain. However, I will guarantee that he won’t have you.” A sharp yell from her was broken by a thud, and then, silence. It was too quiet. Sean screamed her name, but received no reply. Footsteps got closer to the phone, some more rustling, and he heard his voice clearly.

“If you know what is good for her, you won’t contact her again captain Renard.”

The line went dead.

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@enchantedflameandflower, @butchersboobs,@jynx15, @karlurbanism, @dumpy-little-nobody

XO - Cassiopeia-grimm

[fandomtrumpshate]

Unlisted Fandom Challenge update!

At the top of our Unlisted fandoms:

Jeff Satur (9) and Zhen Hun / Guardian (7) continue to hang on to spots 1 and 2!

Beyond that, the ties have grown!

With 5 signups each:

Alien Stage

BBC Ghosts

Control

Dungeon Meshi

White Collar

4 signups:

Cabin Pressure

Dimension 20

It - Stephen King

Schitt's Creek

Transformers

With 3 signups in an 11-way tie:

Detective Conan

Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast)

Fire Emblem Awakening

Fire Emblem Fates

Iron Widow

Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

Roswell New Mexico

Stand By Me/The Body

The Goblin Emperor Series

Voltron: Legendary Defender

Guardian RPF

WHEW!

If you can believe it, there are now so many fandoms with two signups each – 44 – that we're bumping those below the cut with the single-signup fandoms.

And THEN! There are one. hundred. sixty. one. write-in fandoms with just a single signup. 161! Giving us a total of 228 write in fandoms all together! So far!

Full list of fandoms with one or two signups below the cut:

The 44 fandoms with 2 write-ins each:

Animorphs

Avatar Legend of Korra

Biggles Series — W. E. Johns

Binan Koukou Chikyuu Boueibu (Cute High Earth Defense Club)

Bridgerton (TV)

Carry On

Cherry Magic

Conclave (2024)

Dangan Ronpa

Dead Boy Detectives RPF

Digimon

Dishonored

Due South

Dune (Villeneuve)

Fields of Mistria

Five Nights at Freddy's

Grantchester (TV)

Gravity Falls

Inception

Kingdom Hearts

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Link Click (Shiguang Dailiren)

Lovecraft Mythos

Lucifer (tv)

Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury

Nirvana in Fire

Pathologic

Princess Tutu

Sailor Moon

Slow Horses

Team Fortress 2

The Blue Wolves of Mibu

The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (TV series)

The Poppy War

The Stanley Parable

The X-Files

Tiger & Bunny

Tower of God

Universal Century Gundam

Valdemar Series

What We Do In The Shadows

When the Third Wheel Strikes Back

Word of Honor

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

And finally, the 161 single write-in fandoms:

10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

A Court of Thorns and Roses

Among Us

Arctic Monkeys/The Last shadow Puppets

Around the World in 80 Days (TV 2021)

Babylon 5

Baseball RPF

BBC’s Musketeers

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Beyond Evil

Binan Koukou Chikyuu Bouei Bu Love/Happy Kiss

Black Doves

Black Sails

Boygenius (Band)(RPF)

Brilliant Minds

Britpop RPF

Brokeback Mountain

Bullet train

Canji Baojun De Zhangxin Yu Chong (The disabled tyrant's pet palm fish)

Cassette Beasts

Castle

Challengers

Charmed (1998)

Countryhumans

Criminal Minds

Danger Force (TV)

Dark Deception

Dark Rise

Dead by Daylight

Descendants

Destiny 2

Divergent (Movies)

Downton Abbey

Dr. Stone

Dragonball

Dragonlance

Dragonriders of Pern by Anne McCaffrey

Emma - Jane Austen

Etta Invincible

Fangs of Fortune

Farscape

Fear & Hunger: Termina

Fields of Mistria

Finder no Hyouteki / Finder Series

Flight Rising

Formula 2/3 RPF

Frieren

Fruits Basket

Gangsta (Anime & Manga)

Generation Loss (Web Series)

Giselle

Grimm

Hatoful Boyfriend

Haven (TV)

Helluva Boss

Henry Danger (TV)

High School Musical (Movies)

Hikaru no Go

HLVRAI - Half-life VR But the AI is Self-Aware

Homer's Epics, Ancient Greece Religion and Lore, Epic The Musical

House MD

In Other Lands

In Stars And Time

IndyCar RPF

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Jeeves and Wooster

Jet Lag The Game RPF

Jurassic Park (Extended Universe)

Kamen Rider GotchardKane and Feels

Kraven the Hunter

Kuroko no Basuke / Kuroko's Basketball

Law & Order

Lays of the Hearth-Fire Series - Victoria Goddard

Lies of P

Life is Strange

Live A Live

Lord Seventh/Qi Ye

M*A*S*H

Malory Towers

Mass Effect 1, 2 or 3

Metaphor: Refantazio

Mononoke (2007 series and 2024 movie)

MotoGP RPF

My Time at Sandrock

Mystic Messenger

NBA RPF

Nerdy Prudes Must Die

Norah Grant Bruce's Billabong books

Oasis

Oh No! Here Comes Trouble

Once Upon A Time

Order of the Stick

Outlast games

Over the Garden Wall

Pacific Rim

Paradise Of Thorns

Peaky Blinders

Persuasion - Jane AustenPhandom

Pirates of the Caribbean

Power Rangers (2017 movie)

Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen

Prodigal Son

Project Sekai

Psych (2006)

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Qiang Jin Jiu (Ballad of Sword and Wine)

Quantum Break

Ranma 1/2

Resident Alien

Resident Evil

Rise of the Guardians

Riyria Revelations

S.C.I Mystery

S.W.A.T. (2017 show)

Saint Seiya

Saw franchise

Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated (2010)

She-Ra Netflix

Shipwrecked Comedy

Sonic the Hedgehog (Games)

Sonic The Hedgehog (movies)

South Park

Spinning Silver (Novik)

Spirited

Squid Game

Starkid Musicals (no hp)

Stray Gods: The Roleplaying Musical

Super Sentai

That 70s Show

The A Team (either the 2010 movie or the 1980s series)

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley

The Librarians

The OC

The Pairing - Casey McQuiston

The Paradise of Thorns

The Radiant Emperor

The Silt Verses

The Umbrella Academy

the vampire diaries universe

The Venture Maidens

The Walking Dead

The West Wing

Thousand Autumns

Tokusatsu

Tron

Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles

Turning

video games by Arkane Studios

Wander Over Yonder

Warriors / Warrior Cats

Watcher Entertainment/BuzzFeed Unsolved RPF

Wind Breaker

WNBA RPF

Wonka

Xenoblade Chronicles series

Yellowjackets

Young Wizards (Diane Duane)

Zatch Bell

บ้านหลอน ON SALE / Peaceful Property (TV)

Signups are OPEN!

[enchantedflameandflower]

I had to add an additional pic of Billy because I felt like I wasn’t fairly representing him, especially for all the amazing lovelies that would pick him first (and that bench seat does things to me.) And I think……I think I would pick Kennex first, then Billy second because Butcher just begs to be teased. And then Leonard and Éomer because 😵‍💫 AND then Reaper and Gavin last here because I just want to lay with him and love on him and cuddle forever after. BUT I LOVE THEM ALL EQUALLY

Save a horse, ride a Karl

which one would you pick first? 😋

additional bonus question - which two together? 🥹

[dolamrothianlady]

I think pre-serum Reaper would be such a soft boy with you especially in bed. He would still be a little rough around the edges, but behind closed doors with you is when he lets his guard down and relaxes. He would take his time exploring every inch of your body and it would so sensual. Unf....excuse me while I jump in a cold shower....

That man would be lethal in bed.

He’d take very good care of you, and while he’s always down for a rough and tumble he’d also always go the whole nine yards to make sure you feel as needed and wanted as you make him feel.

And it would be fun, too. Yeah serious is good and definitely doable but fun, relaxed sex with Reaper would be...earth shattering.

It’s all slow, hot kisses, hands moving all over, and then you look at each other. He smiles more than grins, and when you can’t help but laugh he joins you. You can feel his smile when he kisses you, his touch is more life-affirming than before, and it just feels good.

Life is demanding, he gets that. He works hard, and so do you. You know what they say - work hard play harder. He’s more than happy to make sure you play hard, and he knows the perfect way to get you nice and loose and relaxed.

Look at those hands ^^

Those hands got skills.

[ninja-hamsterstyle]

NSFW Alphabet - John Grimm

A/N: Created with @bkwrm523​, @annathewitch​, @yallneedtrek​, and @musikat18​

(My screenshot. Please don’t use without my permission.)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He’s very cuddly.

Butterfly kisses.

First he checks to make sure you’re okay, if you need anything.  Then he just wants to hold you.

 B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part is between your legs.

And the tops of your thighs.

On him, his gun (both literally and figuratively). 

His arms, and his scruff (because of what it does to you).

 C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He likes cum play.

 D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s bi or pan, but didn’t want his squad to find out.  Because he knows they’d be assholes about it.

Loves it when you use his rank in bed, or call him Reaper.

 E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Yes.

Very.

With multiple genders.

He hasn’t had a serious relationship before you.

 F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying, will probably include a visual)

When you sit on his face.

When he can sling your legs on his shoulders.

You riding him.

When you’re on all fours.

 G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or more humorous, etc)

Won’t really initiate it.

But he’ll love it if you make him laugh.

Loves your laugh.

 H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

He does stay pretty well shaved down there.

But inconsistently.

He just doesn’t always have time or facilities when he’s on the job.

He’ll trim or shave when he can, but it’s not the end of the world if he doesn’t.

 I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

SCARED AF.

Thinks he’s gonna mess it up.

Soft boi™.

A little afraid to let you close because of his past traumas.

But when he does, he’s the sweetest.

 J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Yes.

Much.

He’s away from you a lot, and he misses you.

He has a recording of your moans during sex that he listens to when he’s away.

 K = Kink (One or more of his kinks)

He keeps a picture of you when he’s away on missions wearing a piece of his uniform.  One of his shirts, or his dress blues, hat, and nothing else.

Loves the thrill of almost getting caught.

Calling him his rank.

Calling him Reaper.

Bondage - on you.  Not on him.

He’s a dom.  Might be willing to sub, but you’d have to be very careful with our Soft Boi™.  He’d easily get anxiety attacks while sub-ing.

 L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

His bunk.  The one in the room with all the other guys’ bunks (while they aren’t there, obviously).

Closets, occasionally.  Not so much.

Outdoors.

 M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Your moans.

You in vintage pin-up stuffs.

When you don’t wear panties.

You in a skirt - easy access.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Bondage on him - he gets anxiety about it.

Small spaces.

Doesn’t like to be out of control.

Sex in public, unless it’s a secluded place outside.

Locker room talk.

 O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

LOVES giving oral.  It’s his favorite thing.

Prefers giving to receiving .

LOVES making you squirt.

 P = Pace (Are they rough and fast? Slow and sensual? etc)

Hard and fast.

Super thrusting.

Hard enough to literally break the bed.

Slow, hard, deep thrusts.

 Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, etc)

Yes.

Not in small spaces though.

 R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)

Some, yes.  As long as it doesn’t push his boundaries.

He needs a safe word, though.

 S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

All the stamina.  He’s got superpowers.

His refresh rate is pretty fast, and he can go a lot longer than you can.

 T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves)

Doesn’t have any himself.

But doesn’t mind using them.

Doesn’t really care one way or the other; it’s up to you if you guys use them.

 U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He’ll edge you during oral.

Otherwise doesn’t really like it, though.  Makes him uncomfortable.

 V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds they make)

Loud.  He’s loud, he likes you to be loud.

Likes to see how loud he can make you.

Another reason he doesn’t like public sex.

Lots of grunts from him.  Growling, and swearing.

Orgasms are more powerful for him after the serum, so it makes him super loud when he comes.

 W = Wild Card (A random headcanon)

The first time he had sex after the serum, he passed out.  Still happens sometimes.

One time you both passed out.  You woke up with his face buried in your pelvis, his arms wrapped around your hips.

 X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, in picture or words)

Long and thick.  He was already impressive before the serum.  Now, he’s huge.

Superdick.

Curves slightly upwards when erect.

 Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

High, thanks to the serum.

He’s almost always ready to go.

 Z = ZZZ (... How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not very.  He gets insomnia, so he’s often gonna be up after you.

Except for the times he passes out when he comes.

[ravennawritesfanfiction]

Past Identities Chapter 7: Someone Must Stay

@schatzi-89

Read the conclusion of the dramatic love spanning 100s of years.

Read Here

[themaliciousravioli]

Ticklish

Pairing: John Grimm x Reader

Warnings: Nah

Words: 296

 “Wait a second. Are you ticklish?”

 John’s eyes widened in alarm and he started to shake his head, but it was too late. You brushed your fingers across the back of his neck again. It was barely a touch, but the reaction was instantaneous. A choked-off laugh escaped his throat and he tried to subtly scoot away from you.

 And failed. Spectacularly.

 “Where do you think you’re going?” You murmured, moving with him. You lightly scratched at his skin, not stopping this time.

 Another laugh fell from his lips. Then another one, and another one. Soon enough he was laughing hard enough that he curled in on himself. He tried moving away, but every time he did, you followed.

 Then suddenly there was a loud thump! and John was looking up at you from the floor.

 John had run out of bed and fallen off. And took the blankets with him.

 You stared at him in surprise for a moment. Then you burst into laughter.

 He glared up at you as tears sprang from your eyes. “You mind helping me up. Y/N?” He asked when you calmed down

 “Oh, yeah. Sorry, babe,” You said, still snickering a bit.

 You straightened up and leaned over the edge of the bed, holding a hand out to the disgruntled Marine. You realized it was a mistake as soon as you did it.

 An evil plastered John’s face as he took your hand and tugged, hard. You slipped off the bed and fell on top of him with a scream of surprise.

 “You little fucker,” You started to say, but was cut off when you felt him wedge his hands under your arms and wiggle his fingers.

 “JOHN!” You shrieked with laughter as he exacted his revenge on you.

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