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Character charts for some of my favorite Fandoms
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lennie: are beans an instrument?
george: no, lennie, beans aren't an instrument.
lennie, slowly raising his hand: ?
george: ketchup isn't an instrument either.
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shelbgrey · 16 days
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hiii ! i’ve just recently gotten back on tumblr after rewatching bones again and ive been dying for some lance sweet posts ( so thankful you write for him you’re amazing <3 ) anyways i was wondering if you could write something up for sweets with maybe this prompt ? 0.4) “Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you?” especially if the reader could be plus sized if not, i appreciate you reading this have a great day,night <3
Let me take your pain away(Lance Sweets)
Paring: Lance Sweets x Plus Sized!Reader
Summary: Lance comes home all scraped up and his girlfriend patches him up, trying to take his pain away.
Prompt: 0.4) “Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you?”
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“hey, this is Lance Sweets, leave a message”
I started to get worried when Lance wasn't answering his phone. I knew he was out with Seeley, dealing with a suspect, but that was a few hours ago. Even then Lance was good about answering his phone even if it was a quick text. Every time I got Lance's voice mail the more I worried and the harder it became to concentrate on the file I was studying for the case.
An hour later there was a knock at the door, I immediately sprang from the couch and ran towards the door. It's funny, I could just recognize it was Lance just by his gentle and yet firm knock.
I sighed with relief when I saw it was Lance, but he looked rough. He had a few bruises and cuts on his face, his side looked like it was nicked from the way he was holding it, and his shirt was covered in blood. “Oh Baby, what happened?” I asked softly as I pulled him into our home gently then closed and locked the door.
It hurt to see him like this, his bright smile was gone and he winced in pain after every move he made. I followed him close behind, afraid he would lose his balance. He let out a groan and leaned against the door frame of our bedroom, his breathing quickening. He sighed and looked towards the floor. He was completely exhausted and you could just see how much of a beating he had taken. “I'm okay…I'm okay…”
I gave him a soft expression and gently helped him sit down at the foot of my bed. I took the holster that held his gun and put it on the nightstand so he could sit comfortably. “Just let me take care of you… You don't look fine” I said softly. Lance closed his eyes and tilted his head back, taking a few deep breaths as I gently moved a few strands of hair off his forehead. I saw a cut on his forehead.
I knew that he would be fine and did his very best to put up a brave face but, yet the cuts and bruises on his face spoke for themselves. They revealed the pain he was in and everything that he had been through to night. All the fighting, stress, pain, you could see it in his eyes.
“It's okay…” I said softly and gently ran my fingers through his hair. “I'll get you cleaned up so you can rest…”
Lance let out a shallow breath and nodded his head. He would never admit it, but the fight had taken a lot out of him and he needed a break. He had always tried to put up a tough front for people, always telling people he was fine, even to me, yet I saw right through him every single time. We had an incredible bond, one that could never be explained unless you experienced it yourself. I kissed his forehead gently then left to get the first-aid kit and some clean clothes for him.
Lance sighed, his eyelids falling slightly, yet he fought it as much as he could, waiting to be taken care of like I did so many times before. I left him in our room and rummed around for first-aid supplies. That was one of our favorite things - our abilities to take care of each other with no judgment. It showed how much we loved each other. He was still setting at the foot of our bed when I came back with the first-aid kit, a towel, and the clothes, I set all the items down on the bed next to him
I reached for the buttons of his stained t-shirt and started to up softly, so I could get the ruined shirt off and clean his injuries. After I unbuttoned his shirt I slowly pushed it off his shoulders then threw the ruined shirt on the floor. I cringed slightly when I saw the nasty cut along his side and various bruises on his body. When you work at the jeffersonian you become desensitized to gore, but seeing him all bruised up made my heart pound.
my eyes softened and worry flooded my mind when he winced in pain after a single touch. I saw the nasty cut on his side, it looked like he was cut with a blade or something. “honey... If this was any deeper we would be taking a hospital trip right now” I said softly with a hint of worry as I gently cleaned the cut with warm, wet washcloth.
Lance chuckled softly, the pain becoming slightly more tolerable after being cleaned by the warm washcloth. The cut was actually pretty bad, yet Lance did his best to hide it the entire time. I worried to much. I'm always afraid he was gonna die. After I cleaned up the blood, I pulled out the bottle of peroxide. I gently brushed the cut with a cotton ball soaked in peroxide, I was slow and careful with my movements. Lance bit his bottom lip, wincing as he gripped my hips.
“I know Honey... I'm almost done” I said softly and started to apply clean bandages on the cut after I got done cleaning and treating it.
Lance's eyes slowly closed as I began to apply the bandages to the wound. He breathed a sigh of relief once it was all done. His body relaxed a bit, letting himself take some time to unwind after being so stressed from the case. He opened his eyes and looked at the floor, seeing just how bad his shirt actually was.
after I got done with the worst injury, I got a fresh cotton ball soaked in peroxide so I could start treating the cuts on his face. I moved and stood between his legs so could reach him better. I placed my hand on his jaw, gently tilting his head back so I could clean the cut on his forehead. The cuts on his face all stung a bit, he ran his hands up and down my curves slowly, trying to distract himself from the pain. At least they weren't near as bad as the one on his side. Some were just small cuts that would heal up quite nicely while others were a bit more severe, the largest one being on his forehead. He kept his eyes completely closed because it made the process easier on him.
“God, Lance” I whispered sympathetically as I put the last of the bandages on his face. “What happened out there?” I whispered.
Lance winced, holding his side as he shifted on the bed. “M-me and Booth went to bring the guy in”
“the guy me and Temperance interrogated today?” I asked softly as I wrapped up his busted knuckles. I noticed the broken skin and the bruises, the guy definitely put up a fight.
“yeah… N-next thing we know he shot up the place and ran for it. Me and Booth got separated… I went after him on my own”
I looked down at his busted body, feeling terrible about his outcome,he noticed and signed. “I'm sorry I worried you tonight… He somehow found out about our connections and threatened your life… I snapped”
I placed my hand under his chin and gently lifted his head up so our eyes could meet. The brow eye that usually held so much love and happiness now looked tired and broken. “you have nothing to be sorry about, but there's no reason to risk your life over me,” I said softly.
“Then Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you? Why do I wake up every morning thankful you're lying there next to me, why are you spending your night patching me up instead of getting a good night's sleep? I know why, because you're worth fighting for and worth protecting” he spoke softly. “i'd go through this pain all over again if it meant keeping you safe”
I gently kissed his forehead. “I love you… Don't come home to me like this again” I said softly.
He smiled softly. “I love you too”
“I'll help you get changed then you need to lay down and rest” I said softly, running my fingers through his messy hair.
I picked up his bloody shirt and towel, throwing it in the hamper. I quickly grabbed a fresh pair of boxers and a flannel to wear to bed. I came back to him and helped him pull the flannel over his shoulders, but didn't button it up in fear of irritating any of his injuries. He pulled his boxers, I smiled softly and ran my fingers through his messy hair, fixing it slightly “There... All patched up” I whispered.
Lance smiled softly then he slowly crawled into bed, laying down into the comforter. He closed his eyes once again and breathed in a deep breath, letting out a long sigh as he did so. His body was so tired and worn out after the lengthy fight. It felt so good to just relax and know he was safe.
I smiled softly and carefully climbed into bed, getting comfortable on my side of the bed, usually we'd cuddle in bed but since he was so sore I was just gonna sleep on my side of the bed.
“Thank you for taking care of me… I love you” Lance said softly, drifting off to sleep.
“I love you too”
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shelbgrey · 17 days
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PSA: the requests in my inbox will be awnsered soon, I'm working on them I just been busy lately. Sorry for the wait guys
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- Dr. Derek Shepherd Aesthetic
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Hamilton As Thing From The ✨Quote Book✨
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Hamilton
- [ ] I have 3 wives…AND YOUR MOTHER IS ONE OF THEM
- [ ] I’m bisexual and I agree with this message
Lafayette
- [ ] I recon that’s a lot of croutons
- [ ] Ah the smell of nature…it’s fucking terrible
Laurens
- [ ] You can really taste the rabies in this Oreo
- [ ] It’s a bit frosty outside and I don’t mean the snowman
Mulligan
- [ ] Just pull up to the one semi open Kmart and pistol whip someone in the parking lot
- [ ] *kind military lady gives piece of candy* AM I GONNA GET DRAFTED NOW?!??!?!?!
Burr
- [ ] *hears plane* oh god they’re back
- [ ] Stop fingering the Nutella jar
Jefferson
- [ ] *enhances image* possibly
- [ ] Touch my thigh with another fucking marker and I’m gonna make sure you can smell colors for the rest of your life
+ Peggy
- [ ] Why is there glitter on the fucking pancakes
- [ ] I’m gonna interlock my toes then kick you in the face
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Family reunion🥹
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shelbgrey · 22 days
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♡ this isn't really in line with canon but if possible could you do something along the lines of a reader from wonderland who now lives in the enchanted forest gets imprisoned by the Castle guards for trespassing and Prince James decides to make her his servant, he isn't exactly very nice and is annoying and rude at first but over time he grows on her and she eventually enjoys being in the castle and helping him (kinda like the rumplestilskin and belle situation). He doesn't really know this and thinks that she would escape if she ever had the chance. Snow White and co end up in the castle for some reason and they free the prisoners before they flee but reader decides to stay because she doesn't want to leave james. Meanwhile james saw the whole interaction with snow and saw that reader freely choose him and he asks why and that's when she confesses that she loves him but she understands that she 'isn't worthy' of a Prince and that she's just happy to be allowed in the castle as a servant and then James is like wtf no I love you too and then fluffy ending
Sorry this is very long even just something in the general lines of that would be great if you are comfortable writing it of course! 😊🥀
Hysteria(Prince James)
Paring: prince James x Fm!Reader
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“Father, What’s going on?” Jame asked, walking down into the dungeon. He watched the two guards he knew all too well throw a girl into one of the cells. His blue eyes glanced back at his father then back at the girl.
“Please, you don't understand” Y/n pleaded as she gripped the bars in her hands and stared at the king and prince with pleading eyes. Her wishes fell on deaf ears and King George turned back to his son. “She was trespassing on the grounds” King George explained and handed Jams a small bottle that contained a green liquid. “She had this on her”
“Poison?” James asked, he held up the bottle and glanced at the spell. He held it in his palm and stared at the girl behind bars.
“No! That’s not what it does” Y/n said, her voice was laced with fear and her hands gripped the bars of the cell tighter. Tears pricked her eyes as fear consumed her. “It wasn’t my intention to use it on your kingdom, it's not that kinda spell!”
“Silence!” George snapped and turned back to his son. “Keep that with you, don't let it out of your sight”
James tossed it up then caught it in his hand in a cocky way. He nodded towards Y/n. “What about her?”
“She was trespassing on our land and who knows what she was going to do with that thing” George said, looking down at the green bottle in James' hand. James chuckled and shook his head in a condescending manner. “Father, everyone is innocent till proven guilty” he said in a way that wasn’t believable, in almost a sarcastic way.
Their eyes met for the first time, his cold blue eyes stared into hers. y/n used to think you can tell alot about a person by the emotion in their eyes. When y/n looked into his eyes, she saw hate and loathing, like he's been on his high horse for too long and the kingdom stroked his ego for too long.
James sighed and turned to his father. “Let her go”
y/n looked at the prince and pure shock and King George looked at him with disappointment. “Jam-” James held up his gloved hand, interrupting his father. “She’s still a prisoner here, she’ll work off her sentence”
“So im just to stay locked in here as your slave?” she said, her voice cracking. James rolled his eyes and rested his hand on the sword on his belt. “Would you rather rot down here?”
King George rolled his eyes and let out a scowl of disapproval then left the dungeon.
“Guards!” James snapped and held out his hand, the guard immediately moved as commanded and silently placed the key in the palm of James' hand. y/n took a big step back away from the bars of the cell, her back pressing against the cement wall. The creaking of the cell opening stung her ears and she pressed her back further against the wall to get as much space between her and James as possible.
James tossed the key up then caught it as he walked into the cell. He approached her, his cold blue eyes never leaving her trembling body. She looked down, refusing to meet his gaze. He grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger, making her look up at him. “your luck I had mercy on you”
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“You will clean and polish this table and everything in this room” George ordered. He pointed at the huge table in the middle of the room then all the cabinets with fine china and goblets. He left without a word and slammed the door closed. I sighed and got to work. The table was huge and took forever to clean. About 40 minutes later I moved over to the cabinets to clean all the china that was in there. As I turned my back and climbed the ladder the door swung open and James came in, carelessly threw his muddy bag and sword on the table. I sighed and climbed down from the ladder I was using. “I just cleaned that”
He turned around smirking. “Not my problem, your here to work and clean”
I jumped from the ladder, gritting my teeth at him. “I don't pick up after selfish little princes”
James rolled his eyes.”you do now” he left with that stupid smirk on his face.
--( week 2)--
“servant, bring us some tea” George shouted over his shoulder. I sighed, putting my cleaning rag down and walked away from the displayed armor I was cleaning. George didn’t have the respect or decency to even look at me when he ordered stuff.
I brought a tray of cups and the tea kettle and set it on the table, as I did James pulled a rough looking sketch pad out of the pocket of my apron. “What's this?”
I jerked back and looked at James with my eyes bugged out as he flipped through the pages. George snatched it out of his hands. “What is this?”
“Just a sketch pad, your majesty”
“You're a prisoner here, a worker, what made you think you can have a material thing such as this?”
James rolled his eyes. “Come on father, there’s very little things she can intertan herself with other than cleaning”
George stood up and threw it in fire, I stood there with my heart pounding. I felt defenses because I knew if I fought back I'd get thrown back in the dungeons.
James even looked surprised. He raised an eyebrow, clearing his throat “father-”
“James, your need in the great hall, servant clean and brush the horses in the stables” George cut off James and ordered us around. I left without another word, tears pricking my eyes.
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There was a knock on my door that night, I sighed and rubbed my face in frustration. My mind immediately went to James or George, I questioned what ridiculous task he'd want at this time of night. I opened the door and saw nothing. I peaked my head out into the hallway, looking both ways. Then I looked down and saw a basket, I knelt down and there was a new sketch pad and pencils, all it was sketching supplies. There was a card saying anonymous but I'd recognize that handwriting anywhere. It was James’
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“What are you drawing?” James asked, I looked up from where I was sitting outside under a tree. James was in his silver armor and had his sword on his belt. It's been a week since I saw him last and he left for some sort of trip.
“What’s it to ya?” I asked, not looking up from the paper.
James smirked and just shook his head. “I'm just curious, that's all”
I rolled my eyes playfully and looked up at him. I leaned back against the tree and showed him the sketch. “There, you happy?
James smirked, I knew he was about ready to open his mouth. “No”
“Why?”
“Because it’s terrible” I grinned, I rolled my eyes and hurled the pad of paper at him. It hit the metal of his armor and he quickly caught it before it could fall on the grass. I rolled my eyes and immediately regretted my decision when he put it in his back pocket.
“Okay give it back”
He gave me a daring look. He chuckled and shook his head like he didn't believe I was gonna do something. I raised an eyebrow, telling him I was dead serious. He nodded with that stupid smirk on his face, he took his sword off his belt and threw it to the side. “Come and get it” he dared.
I stood up with a frustrated look and walked over to him, he took a step back holding the sketch pad behind his back. “Give back, you self centered…” I didn't finish my sentence and went to gabe the sketch pad. He quickly jerked back, keeping it away from me. He laughed and held it above his head, knowing I couldn't reach it. I groaned and jumped up, I grabbed it but James didn't let go, making us both tumble to the grass. James fell flat on his back, his armor clanking when I fell on top. I quickly sat up, straddling his hips and tried to grab the pad again. James laughed and toasted it near the tree I was leaning against moments before he decided to bug me. I glanced at and quickly climbed off of him to get it, James rolled over and grabbed my hips before you could get too far. He pushed me against the tree, trapping me. His actions might have been smooth and might even left a girl blushing, but his attempt was crushed when he tripped and fell forward.
“Whoa” I quickly grabbed his shoulders, keeping him from falling into me. He pressed his palms against the tree next to either side of my face. His blue eyes stared into mine and as pathetic as it might have sounded I felt a spark. He seemed so much calmer since the last time I saw him. Something in his eyes I’ve never seen before.
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“Clean the pool” George ordered, he passed by me and didn’t even have the decency to look me in the eyes. I rolled my eyes and put the basket of freshly washed sheets in James’ room like I was trying to do originally then went to the room where the pool was. I started cleaning it not realizing the scowl on my face until James walked in. “Why the long face?” he asked in his usual cocky tone.
“Don't you have anything better to do than bug me?” I asked, I didn't look up at him and continued to run the pool net through the water. James chuckled and sat on the edge of the pool, putting his feet in.
“You missed a spot” he smirked, pointing at the obviously clean pool. I rolled my eyes, ignoring him. “Don't you have something better to do than clean a pool that’s spotless?” he taunted.
“There's lots of things i’d rather be doing right now”
Without warning, James grabbed the pool net and with one tug I fell into the pool. I quickly resurfaced coughing. I was drenched and freezing from the pool water. I moved my soaking hair out of my face and glared at james. “You immature…egotistical child!” I snapped.
James knelt down next to the pool chuckling as he stared down at me in the pool. “I prefer charming, brave, and irresistible,” he said in a cockly tone.
“Of course you do you self centered bastard”
Not hurt by the jab, James rolled his eyes and offered his hand. “Okay, I've had my fun. Get out”
As I placed my hand in his and then I got an idea. Giving him a piece of his own medicine I pulled him forward, making him fall into the pool. He quickly popped back up to the surface, coughing. It was my turn to give him a cocky smirk, he quickly wiped the water out of his blue eyes and gave me an annoyed look. It wasn’t a look that shouted fear into my soul, part of me expected him to blow up at me, but he didn’t. “Your gonna get it now”
I quickly swam away, but he caught up to me. I turned around when he grabbed my arm and splashed him in the face. He coughed and let go and swam away laughing. He caught up to me again, this time grabbing me and pushed me against the side of the pool. My laughing slowly subsided when he got closer, leaving very little room between us. He placed his palms against the pool, caging me in. His blue eyes stared into mine, my heart pounded as he leaned his face closer to me. I looked down, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks, he held my chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting my face up. I could have ran if I wanted to and we both knew that, but I didn't want to push him away but there was a voice in my head telling me to see how this would play out.
“James!” George shouted, making James quickly pull away. I heard George apocing us and before he could see who James was with he hid me behind one of the small pliers that decorated the pool. I took a deep breath and sank into the water, holding on to james’ arm.
I looked up through the water and saw James wave off George and whatever he said was muffled by the water. James pulled me out seconds later, I gasped for air as James pushed my wet hair out of my face. “You’ll live”
I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for the concern” I climbed out of the pool, not giving James a second glance. He stayed in the pool rolling his eyes. “Hey”
I turned around sighing, I expected a snide comment. He climbed out of the pool and grabbed his cloak, wrapping it around me. “Let's get you some dry clothes”
I looked at him with pure shock, he caught on. “Hey, I may be insufferable to be around but that doesnt mean im not a gentleman…if you havent noticed im the only one around here that treats you like a human bean”
That was true and I felt stupid for being so blind about it, he's the reason I haven't been rotating in that dungeon for a month and a half. I looked at him as we quietly walked down the huge hallway of the castle, he was still dripping wet and probably ice cold. I felt safe and treated well when he wrapped me in his cloak and made sure I was kept warm. He didn’t say anything and opened the door to his room for me. I quietly and nervously walked into his room. I wasn’t anything new that I was in here, especially since I was always cleaning and bringing him stuff in here.
“Set by the fire” he said, closing the door, he locked the door because George was known to walk in unannounced.
My teeth chattered as I sat down on the couch that was facing the fireplace. I pulled the cloak closer, but it didn’t help since it was soaked from just being wrapped around me.
“Here” James came up to me, taking the cloak and handing me some dry clothes. “I'll be in here till you're changed,” he said, pointing to his walk-in closet.
Once he left I quickly peeled off the soaking dress and apron that clung to my skin. I dried off with the towel he left me. I let out another shiver as I slowly started to warm up, I pulled the shirt over my head and adjusted the huge piece of fabric over my body. It was obviously James’, it gave me a huge amount of comfort I would have never expected and his scent clinged to it. I pulled the shirt down and curled up on the couch. I called out to James. “Im decent”
He came out and sat down next to me on the couch. The silence was getting to us I think, I cleared my throat. “Thank you…by the way”
“Your welcome” he said simply. I let out another shiver and pulled my hands into the sleeves of his black shirt. James didn’t hesitate to get up from the couch and feed the fire, after he put a few logs in and poked it a bit he sat down next to me this time closer. He hesitated for a moment, but then wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into his warm embrace. My teeth chartered as I rested my head on his chest. He ran his hands up and down my back and arms.
Silence fell between us, the only noise was the fire cracking. Even though I was warmed up, I stayed in his arms.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Hm?” I asked, lifting my head from his chest.
James sighed, looking into my eyes as she spoke. “When my father brought you in, what was the bottle you had?”
I sighed, leaving his embrace. I leaned against the arm of the couch, looking up at him. “It was for a friend, he was injured and that was supposed to heal him”
“What’s your friend's name?”
“Jiminy”
James raised an eyebrow, tilting his head. “That cricket that hangs around my brother?”
I nodded then looked down, feeling disappointed in myself that I didn't get it to him in time. I didn’t even know if he was okay or not. James looked down, rubbing his hands together then he said something I would have never expected. “I'm sorry”
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“James!” I called out and ran through the halls of the castle. I heard crashes and things being knocked over. The sounds of sword blades scraping together filled my ears as I rounded the corner, as I knocked into someone. Before I could fall on my ass I was grabbed by my arms
“David?” I asked, confused.
“Y/n, why are you here?” He asked, as I pulled him to the side so the guards didn’t catch him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked back.
“Freeing some of our people George had locked in here an-” David stopped and looked at me with his head tilted. “You've been missing for two months, have you been here all this time?”
We heard the guards approaching, I covered David’s mouth and we hid behind one of the pillars. The guards passed and I removed my hands. “James and George have been keeping you here, haven't they?” David asked, concerned.
I looked David in the eyes, he had the same eyes as James but at the same time they were totally different. David’s may have been kinder and full of hope, but james’ eyes held something I wouldn't mind staring at forever. His eyes held a softness that he only showed when I was around.
An arrow whistle passed us, impaling a guard, he crumbled in front of us. We looked up and saw Snow. “Y/n!” She put her bow down and immediately pulled me into a hug. She pulled away and grabbed my hand, tugging. “Come on, we gotta go”
I didn’t move, Snow looked back confused. “What? What's wrong?”
“I…” I looked at them nervously “I can't go with you guys”
“Why?” Snow asked confused
“I can’t leave James,” I said firmly. I was surprised that even said it out loud.
A group of guards raced by us, making us duck away. “Aren't you being held prisoner”
“No - Mean yes!” I sighed and looked down. “James isn’t what he seems, he's changed… I could have left whenever I wanted” I admitted, I shrugged. “leaving would have been pretty easy hosntly”
David looked at me confused with his eyebrows knitted together. “But my broth-”
“I care about him..and if I have to spend the rest of my life as a stupid servant I will” I told Snow and David both. “If that's what it takes to just be around him…I will” I sighed “it's stupid I know”
Snow quickly shook her head and pulled me into a hug. “You love him…its not stupid at all”
David looked up and his eyes widened, I pulled away from Snow and we looked in David’s line of sight. James was standing there with his sword in hand, covered in armor.
It was the first time David and James have been face to face in a long time. “Hello, Brother”
Jmes turned to me and his blue eyes softened. He gulped and looked around nervously before looking back at me. “You are free to go…if you want”
I looked into his eyes, his blue eyes had a pleading look in them. I shook my head and looked down. “Is that what you want?” I looked back up at him with a longing expression.
“No!” he said quickly with a hint of softness in his voice. “I don’t care what our places are in this castle. You did something to me I would have never expected. I look at you and I want to be a better person, I look at you and all I know is that I love you”
I looked and his eyes didn’t hold its usual cockyness, he was completely sincere. His blue eyes glossed over and he pulled something out of his pocket. “Take this…and get far away if that's what you desire” he placed the green bottle that was taken from me the day I got here.
I wrapped my fist around the bottle and shook my head. “I'm not leaving you”
“Why?”
“Because I love you too” I turned to Snow, placing the bottle in her hand. “Make sure Jiminy gets this”
David sighed and stepped up to the both of us. “You guys are free to come with us,” he turned to James. “Have a chance to get away from all of this”
James looked down, he looked like he was at war with himself when it came to leaving. I've seen how he was treated here and George is to blame for James’ cruelty and his once cold heart. I took James' hand, looking at him. That was the first time I've seen him genuinely scared. I turned to David and Snow, answering for the both of us. “We’ll think about it..”
Snow smiled softly and hugged me again. “Well if you change your mind we set up came just outside of the village”
I pulled away from the hug and stared at the twins, they were standing in front of each other but refused to look each other in the eyes. They just didn’t know how to interact with each other. The four of us said our goodbyes and James led David and Snow out of the castle. As the couple vanished into the woods George came running up to us in a fit of rage. “Where did they go!”
James shrugged, giving his father the cold shoulder. “Got away…shame really” he lied, he grabbed my arm faking the aggression and cockness George was used to. “I'll take the prisoner back to the dungeon, the rest of them were set free”
“God Damnit!” as George shouted, James kept his grip on my bicep and pulled me away. Once we were out of George's line of sight his grip left my arm and his hand fell to mine, lacing his fingers with mine. He stopped in the middle of the hallway and looked down at me with a loving smile. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss on my lips.
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shelbgrey · 26 days
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How detailed is it okay to go when writing a request because I've got ideas - Will Scarlet guy.
Send in whatever you want, you can message me if makes it easier for you, but I don't care a big the ask is. I have another OUAT request that's pretty big.
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shelbgrey · 26 days
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Do you write for Will Scarlet from OUAT perchance?
I could write for Will, but I have two other requests to write. If you want to send anything specific you want with Will I'd love to hear it and I'll write it as soon as possible.
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shelbgrey · 29 days
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✨POOKIE✨ can you conjure up a fic of the very lovely very handsome very shrexy lip biting man also known as Killian Jones? Get that steamy boat time in his bedroom on the Rolly Joger. He’s a pirate so…😳🫣give that man some rope cause he knows how to tie a knot alright😏 also get that bed tapping. He got accent…a hot as hell accent, get it all deep and raspy then you can sign me the hell up. Man can hook me in numerous ways, I’d thank him🫢😳😏
Smut fic with Killan Jones
Paring: Killian Jones x reader
Summary: Smut with captian hook
Warrings: SMUT, gn!reader, bondage, Dirty talk?, desk sex, unprotected sex, rough-ish sex?, getting it from behind.
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“what should we do with them Capitan?” a crew member grunted as the 'trespasser' wiggled and struggled in the grasp of the pirate's grasp. Y/n fought, kicking and clawing at the dirty man, and no matter how much it hurt the man he didn't let go.
“take our prisoner to my chambers, then I'll decide what I should do with them” Killian commanded.
The pirate nodded and dragged y/n down to the lower part of the jolly Roger, he tossed y/n into Killian's private part of the ship and grabed some rope. Before they could get to far the pirate forced y/n's arms behind their back and tied their wrist together. Y/n snatched their arms out of his grasp and tired to make a run for it. The pirate just snarled and pushed them back it on the room, locking it so they couldn't escape. Moments later the sounds of boots aproching the room filled their ears. Y/n perked up and tired to think of an escape plane quickly, before the plan could be formed the door flew open revealing a tall handsom pirate with blue eyes and black hair. Y/n looked down at this left hand, It was a hook. They now knew who's ship they were on.
He had a wicked grin as he walked towards y/n. His muscular form, encased in leather armor. He had a look of power in his eyes. “I usually don’t allow trespassers to live, but you’re quite beautiful”
Y/n's had nothing but fire in their eyes, staring at the pirate. They showed no fear. “Whatever you're gonna do, might as well do it… On Second thought why don't you just kill me and get it over with”
Killian leans in, whispering menacingly against their neck sending shivers down their spine. “I can think of a few ways you can convince me to let you live”
Y/n stepped back, standing their ground. The pirate's gaze was intimidating, but they didn't let it show how much it affected them. Y/n stepped back till their body hit a table with a large map on it. Y/n's hands had been tied behind their back from when the crew abducted them, y/n had barely kept their balance when she was bound then thrown in the small room.
Killian chuckled darkly when he saw the daring look in y/n's eyes. Y/n stood their ground watching his every move. Killian moved closer, leaving very little room between them. He had a devilish grin as he stared down at his prisoner. He reached out and ran the side of his hook down y/n’s cheek, tracing the line of their jaw. The metal was cold and intimidating “you've got fire…”
Y/n's heart pounded when the hook that replaced his hand ran cold down their cheek. Y/n had heard too many stories about that hook. They leaned back further against the table, keeping their eyes stony, staring into his eyes. “if your looking for gold I don't have it, I have nothing to offer you”
Killian let out a dark chuckle at y/n's comment, he stepped closer still so that his body was pressed against theirs. His free hand slid around their waist, his rings felt cold against their skin. He pulled y/n's body flush against him. I think we can come to an arrangement…”
“And what is that?” y/n asked, not amused.
Y/n shivered as his hook trailed up their thigh, the metal was cold against the hot skin of their inner thigh. “What do you want, Capitan?”
“I think you know what I want…” Killian chuckled darkly, his lips brushing against their neck, nipping at y/n’s skin, leaving marks. Their cheeks became crimson and their heart raced when his lips and the scruff of his beard brushed against the sensitive skin.
Y/n bit their lip, trying not to show the effect the pirate had on them, Killian grinned at the resistance they had. his eyes were darkening with desire when he stared at them. He ran his free hand through y/n's hair, pulling their head back slightly to expose their neck further. “It seems like you're already starting to fall under my spell…”
“You wish…” Y/n argued back, lying to both him and themself. Their heart was pounding and if their hands weren't still tied, y/n knew deep down they'd be grabbing for any part of him or that leather coat they could reach.
Killian chuckled darkly, leaning in to place a soft kiss on y/n’s neck. He pressed the curved end of his hook against the middle of their collarbone and slowly trailed it down their chest then slipped between their legs. Y/n's breath hitched as he rubbed slow circles against their clothed sex through the thin fabric of their pants. “if you want me to stop I will, you have my word… If not there's no turning back”
y/n shuttered and quickly nodded, their mind working over time and was too cought up in the moment to form a proper awnser. Killian's grin widened as he saw the submission in y/n’s eyes. He leaned in, his lips claiming their's in a fierce kiss that left them breathless. Y/n lost balance momentarily, but the desk that was behind them didn't let the fall happen.
Killian pulled away from their lips, whispering as he stared into their eyes. his hand slipping under their shirt to rub against their bare skin, the cold rings that were wrapped around his fingers made y/n shiver. “turn around, bend over the desk.” He nipped at their bottom lip, demanding there obedience.
y/n didn't understand why they responded so quickly. They leaned forward and pressed a quick soft kiss against his lips before submitting to his command and bending over his desk, her ass and tied wrists now pointing towrds him.
Killian smirked as he watched y/n bend over his desk, their ass on display for him. He walked around to stand behind them, his hard cock pressing against their as through his pants. He Hooked his hook on the part of the rope between y/n's wrists, securing them between the desk and his body. y/n got inpacent and pressed their ass against his hardened erection.
Killian growled, his hands moving to grip y/n's hips roughly. He lifted them up slightly, pushing their legs apart with his own. His other hand came down, slapping against her ass hard enough to sting. “don't move”
A shiver ran down y/n's spine as Killian forced their pants down their thighs. Killian groaned, moving his hand to wrap it around his hard erection. He went slow just to tease as he guiding it towards y/n's wet entrance. Y/n's moans encouraged his fast, rough movements as he thrust forward, pushing into y/n's ass with a groan of satisfaction. “Bloddy hell, your perfect”
His thrusts became more forceful, punctuated by harsh grunts of pleasure. He leaned his arm next to y/n, his free hand gripping the desk tightly for balance. “I'm going to make you scream my name, Love”
y/n pressed their forehead against the wooden table as Killian thrusted roughly, stretching them out. “Killian…” they moaned.
Killian groaned at the noises they made as he continued to fuck y/n from behind. fingers gripped their hip tightly as he pushed forward. His breath was ragged against their neck as his hips pistoned back and forth, driving into y/n with force. Y/n's skin felt like it was on fire and they could no longer control the noises that fell from their lips.
"Hell... You like this, don't you?" His voice was raspy and full of lust. He looped his Hook on the rope that binded y/n's wrists and tugged them up. Their back was pressed against his chest and he captured their mouth in a searing hot kiss. He forced y/n against the desk again, but didn't bend them down like last time just continued to pound into them.
“fuck, feels so good” y/n moaned.
“That's it, moan for me…” Killian's words were lost in a string of curses and moans as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. His thrusts became more erratic, each one hitting y/n's sweet spot perfectly.
“killian!” y/n's moans became higher and more desperate, their heart was pounding and they felt themselves about ready to fall over the edge as the knot in their stomach got tighter. “Damn, I'm close”
Killian panted heavily as he thrust into y/n one final time, his entire body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He held onto y/n tightly, feeling his release pulse through him as he growled out his satisfaction. “Fuck... Fucking perfect…”
feeling Killian's release within them, y/n cried out in pleasure as they came as well, their head fell back in pleasure against killian's shoulder as their whole body shaked with the force of it. As they leaned back against him, their chest heaving up and down as they caught their breath “your so perfect, Love”
Killian gently pulled out of y/n, his cock slippery with their combined fluids. He turned them around, pulling them into a warm embrace. His fingers traced gentle patterns on y/n's back as he kissed their forehead. “I've got you” he whispered as he reached behind them and untied their wrists.
“here, let's get you somewhere more comfortable” he murmured, kissing y/n's forehead again before carrying them over to the small leather couch that was in his room. He laid them down gently, his eyes never leaving their face as he brushed some hair out of her face. His fingers tracing gentle patterns on their cheek before pulling the covers up around them, letting them rest. “your no longer a trespasser… if you decide to stay a bored my ship you can guarantee protection from me and the crew”
Y/n smiled softly, their eyes getting heavy. “I'd like that..”
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shelbgrey · 1 month
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Hiiiiii ♡ would you accept any requests for any of these characters x reader
Once upon a time:
Prince James
Mad Hatter
Merlin
Mr. Hyde
King Arthur
Hey, I'll write for, Merlin, Arthur, and James. If you want to send in a specific request for any of them I'd love to hear it❤️
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