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Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))

Warnings: Panick but sweet at the end ;)

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Chapter 2

Young girl shut sher door, she was out of breath because she was angry and decided to walk to her home. Y/N rested her forehead on the door, after few seconds and deep breaths she managed to calm herself.

She sat on her chair, she was tired. Well, even the slightest interaction drained her energy these days. She walked to her little kitchen and prepared a sandwich she needed to start a new project so she put the plate on the tray and walked to her office a.k.a guest room that she turned into an office. She sat on the stool and looked at the empty canvas. A client wanted her to paint a landscape full of flowers so she grabbed her brushes and started to paint.

She realized it was morning when the light shades of orange entered her office, she worked all night and finally finished the painting. She will be paid generously because her client was a rich woman. As usual she noticed that she forget to eat, whenever Y/N was painting she became immune to the outside world. She took an apple from the fridge and walked to her living room. She remembered the notebook and decided to write, the problem was the notebook wasn’t in her bag, she panicked. ‘’Where is it?!’’ she looked everywhere but it was nowhere to be found, she remembered the Café. It was too early to go there so decided to wait, ‘’I will go there and ask the waitress, I’m pretty sure they took it to keep it safe.’’ she talked to herself. 

The deamons in her head started to talk; ‘’What if it was lost?’’

‘‘What if the man you argued took it?’‘

‘‘If it’s the man that means he read what was written, he will think that you are troubled, crazy girl.’‘

She remembered the man, especially his eyes. Eyes like blue stars burning...

She took a hot shower to calm her nerves. Throughout the day she did many things to not deal with the deamons in her head. When the time came she got dressed and went out.

The same feelings surrounded her when she entered the Café. Wamth, sincerity, she felt safe. The same seat was unoccupied so Y/N sat there.

‘‘Ready to order?’‘ the same lovely waitress smiled at her. ‘‘Hi, I... I lost my notebook. I think I left it here.. yesterday. Have you found something like that?’‘     ‘‘No, but I will ask my boss for you.’‘ Y/N ordered a nice tea and a cake.

After few minutes waitress came back, ‘’I’m so sorry Madam but no one found a notebook here.’’ her face fell, ‘’Thank you.’’ she started to panick again, ‘’No! No! This cannot be happening.’’ 

She did that breathing technique to calm down. Y/N took a huge sip from her tea, and watching the snow falling on the street brought smile to her face. She had a pencil so she started to draw something on a napkin, she busy with drawing that’s why she didn’t realize who entered the Café.

‘‘May I sit?’‘ the same British accent filled her ears, Y/N looked up to meet his blue eyes, it was him. ‘‘O- of course.’‘ 

‘‘It is nice to see you here because... I-’‘ he was having trouble speaking, like a child who did something bad and he couldn’t bring himself to look at her, ‘‘Do you have my notebook?’‘ she asked frankly.

‘‘Y- yes. But please don’t get me wrong. I noticed that you left it on the table so I took it to give you back. I, for some reason knew that you would be here... again.’‘ Y/N’S cheeks were heated out of embarrassment ‘‘Can I have it back?’‘

It was on his black coat’s pocket, ‘’Here.’’ she looked at it for a few seconds, scared to open. ‘’Did you read it?’’ and this time his cheeks turned into a light shade of pink, the same colour when she mix red and white paint together.

She smiled like she didn’t care, ‘’It’s okay. I didn’t even write more than three pages.’’  he exhaled the breath he was holding. ‘’Who is Mrs.Smith?’’ and a cold silence fell on the table.

‘‘She is my... psychologist, therapist call it whatever you want. She gave me this to write because I’m not very talkative person.’‘ 

‘‘Oh, I’m so sorry if I overstepped boundaries.’‘ she rolled her eyes, ‘‘Mister, you waltzed on my boundaries yesterday.’‘ he looked like hurt but also amused, ‘’But it’s okay. May I have your name strange man?’’ she could see the shining stars in his blue eyes. ‘’Where are my manners, my name is Tom. Tom Hiddleston.’’      he extended his big hand, ‘’May I have the name of the woman that I waltzed on her boundaries?’’ she couldn’t help but giggle, his name did sound familiar.

‘’My name is Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you Tom.’’ they geld each other’s hands more than few seconds, the waitress came so they had to pull back.

‘’Y/N, Y/N, Y/N a lovely name for a lovely lady. Can I bold and ask you something?’’  she was playing with her cake, ‘’Yes?’’

‘‘As you know I’ve read your journal, so why did you think that I would hate you?’‘ Tom at first didn’t want to read the journal but than curiosity got the best of him and he found himself on his couch, sipping his tea and reading it. He felt really bad for reading it but the darkness which the words carried distracted him. His first question was; ‘‘Why does she hate herself so much?’‘ but he couldn’t ask that, it would be rude.

She kept playing with the cake, Y/N wasn’t a skinny girl but she realized that she was losing weight on a unhealthy way so she tried to finish her cake but failed.

‘‘Well... sometimes I can be hard to deal with.’‘ she tried to avoid his gaze but his aura was too strong. 

For a split second he thought he saw the broken girl in her Y/E/C eyes but she knew how to act happy and fine so she smiled, ‘’Tom, your face tells me that you have more than one question so ask away.’’ her tea got cold but she didn’t mind.

He was surprised, ‘’You don’t have to answer my questions if you don’t want to. I would feel terrible if I hurt you.’’ 

Hurt. Many people hurt her throughout the years but she didn’t say a word, she wasn’t a fighter. The only, reasonable thing she did was to move away and never see them again.

‘‘You can consider this as our first date Tom. Go on, ask.’‘

‘’Date? What the fuck am I talking about?!’’ she sometimes had this habit of not filtering her words. 

‘‘Ehehehe.’‘ the sound of his laughter made her smile sincerely. He noticed the drawing of a snowflake, ‘‘Wow! Did you draw this?’‘ his childish excitement made her chuckle, ‘‘Yes, I’m a painter. It’s my profession.’‘

Tom looked like he was impressed, he fixed his curly hair. He had a straight jaw  line that could cut someone’s finger if touched. 

‘’He is gorgeous.’’     

‘‘I must apologies for my behaviour yesterday. I didn’t want to scare you away, in fact I quite enjoyed our conversation about Stefan Zweig.’‘ his voice was soothing, ‘‘You really don’t have to apologies, I shouldn’t have ran away like that. I also did enjoyed our talk. It isn’t every day that I can talk about books with a man.’‘ he smiled, she could see the little wrinkles around his eyes, it was cute.

‘‘Pardon me but I have to ask, you said it is our ‘’first date’‘ so that means you are... single?’‘ 

‘‘Yes. Do I look like a girl whou would cheat on her man?’‘ she said jokingly. ‘‘No, the opposite, you look loyal... maybe too loyal.’‘ and with that her memories were triggerd. Her eyes were focused on his blue eyes but it was like she wasn’t there. Tom was gone and replaced by her ex abusive fiance, shouting at her and blaming her. ‘‘Y/N? Y/N?’‘ she came to her senses.

‘‘She is hiding her true feelings, but why?’‘ thought Tom. 

The hours went by without even realizing, they shared funny stories, talked about everything and for once in a long time Y/N felt comfortable.

Tom came up with an idea, ‘’We obviously love reading, let’s share our favorite books to each other. After reading them we can share our thoughts. How does that sound?’’  Y/N hesitated for a second, ‘’Mr.Hiddleston, are you trying to invite me to your house?’’ Tom became shy, ‘’Am I that obvious?’’ she laughed. ‘’No, I’m just smart.’’ she thought about his kind and creative offer, ‘’You know what, let’s go!’’

Tom first couldn’t believe it, ‘’R- really?’’ his ocean eyes lit up. ‘’Yes, shall we leave before I lose my interest?’’ 

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Reborn From Ashes

Summary; Two lost souls find each other. Will they become the cure that they were looking for? Will they help each other or walk away?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston X Reader

Genre: Romance. There will be smut in the future ;))  Slow burn!

Warnings: Y/N’s ex is a threat! 

Sorry for the delay guys I had my finals! I hope you enjoy! LOVE YOU <3 Text me if I forgot to tag you!

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Chapter 9

‘‘I assume you were expecting someone else.’‘

Y/N was frozen like a iceberg. James Prendick was standing tall and his arrogant smile made her shiver. His hands were in his pockets, moving left to right in a show off mood, ‘’Aren’t you gonna invite me?’’ his mocking tone was intolerable.

‘‘What do you want?’‘ She found her voice, James look at her up and down. ‘‘You finally lost some weight, good for you.’‘ When they were together he always complained about her weight. ‘‘James, what do you want?!’‘ He pushed her away firmly to get inside.

‘‘Would you like to drink something?’‘ She was trying to be civil but her icy cold voice made James look at her ‘‘Have some decency Y/N,’‘ he sat down on the couch in the living room ‘‘I’m here to talk. Come, sit down.’‘ he was acting as if he owned the place, ‘‘James, I’m not playing games. I told the cops it was you who destroyed my house, they are looking for you.’‘ she held her phone tightly. ‘‘Do something to me and you will regret it.’‘

He started to laugh ‘’Y/N, if I wanted to do something to you...’’ he paused for a second, looking into her eyes ‘’You wouldn’t see it coming.’’ there he was, the true James Prendick. A creep who likes to manipulate and torture people, his tone made her uncomfortable.

He noticed the paintings, ‘’Are you still dealing with this crap?’’ he looked unimpressed. She felt herself getting angry, ‘’This is my art you asshole!’’ Y/N never thought she could get this defensive. ‘’Careful now, you might lose your hands one day.’’ She could feel the threat in her bones, ‘’For the last time, why are you here?’’ Bobby started to bark, James looked at him with blind hatred ‘’Lock the animal.’’ he said. She didn’t want him to hurt Bobby so she took him away and got back.

‘‘I am here because I want you back.’‘ James finally confessed, Y/N was taken aback, ‘‘W- what?’‘ he got up from the couch, she took a step back, ‘‘I missed you,’‘ he got close to ‘‘so much.’‘ she could feel his breath. ‘‘How did you find me?’‘ She wanted to change the subject and buy some time. 

‘‘Your friend Sam told me.’‘ She was shocked, ‘‘Sam?!’‘ James smiled sarcastically ‘‘Your best friend back home told me where you were hiding You should be careful when it comes to friends.’‘

‘‘Why did you break in to my flat and destroyed everything?’‘ she asked. ‘‘After seeing you with that man I got furious baby, even the thought of you being with someone else made me insane.’‘ he replied, this used to make her feel loved but now she was scared.

‘‘So what do you say? Would you take me back?’‘ A chill went through her, she needed courage to say what she was about to say.

‘‘No!’’

They were face to face, he was tall so she had to look up at him, his dark brown eyes were like the deep wells. He moved suddenly, his fingers held her jaw as hard as iron trap, she had to keep looking. ‘’If you knew me too well you would know that I do not take no as an answer.’’

His fingers were digging her flesh, ‘’If you are concerned for your little boyfriend you sould be. Because If you don’t make up your mind then I will be a problem to him. None of us want that.’’

He let go of her jaw, ‘’I give you few days to decide.’’ he kissed jer cheek and left, she jumoed with the sound of him closing the door.

‘‘Fuck! What do I do? What do I do? Tom? No, he would get worried.’‘ She strated to pace in the living room ‘‘Cops? Yes! Cops!’‘

She got dressed and took Bobby with herto the Police Station. Y/N found the officer who came to her house that night, ‘’Ms. Y/L/N, we are happy to see you. How can I help?’’ said the woman officer, she read her surname on her chest, Johnson. ‘’I hope everything is fine?’’

‘‘No, actually something happened.’‘ Offiver Johnson took her pen and notbook, ‘‘I’m listening.’‘

Y/N tolder her everyhting, ‘’Long story short he is back and wants to torment me.’’

‘‘We haven’t been able to locate his whereabouts Ms. Y/L/N.’‘ Officer confessed. ‘’Can I at least get a restraining order?’’ she asked, ‘’Here is the thing, in the UK, restraining orders can only be issued during sentencing- so to get a restraining order against someone, you have to first report them to the police and then take them to the court.’’ She expained.

‘‘So you have to find James to take him to the court.’‘ Y/N whispered to herself.

‘‘Yes, did he say anything about where he stays?’‘

‘‘No, he is rich so he can be wherever he wants.’‘

Officer Johnson gave her a paper to fill, ‘’Next time you see him contact us, I’m sorry Ms. Y/L/N but wee need to find him for the restraining order. Until then there is nothing we can do, please be safe.’’

Y/N walked back to Tom’s place empty handed, now he knew where she stayed so it was a matter of time before he came again. She had to leave, she had to because if she stayed James would come and destroy the place and Y/N couldn’t do that to Tom. She packed her things and took Bobby, she knew what she had to do.

She knocked on the door and Tom’s mother Diana answered, ‘’Oh hello darling, what a nice surprise! Come in.’’ Diana seemed happy to see her, ‘’Hi Diana. I can’t come I’m here to give this handsome to you.’’ she handed her the leash of Bobby, ‘’Why? What’s wrong?’’ lovely woman asked. ‘’Nothing, it’s just...’’ She needed a quick lie, ‘’My landlady called me, she took care of everything in my apartment so it is safe again.’’ Y/N gave her a fake smile and prayed for Diana to not understand.

‘‘Is that so? Tom said everything was destroyed, and he also said you were staying at his house.’‘ Her blue eyes were focused on her face, ‘‘Yeah I was. I really got to go, see you later.’‘ she left in hurry because Y/N didn’t want to lie more than needed. 

When she got back home she place her bags and sat down on her old couch, nothing was taken care of, her things were broken and they were everywhere. ‘’Let’s get to work.’’

She put every broken thing in trash bags and cleaned her house after three hours she was done completely. During this time Tom called her at least two times but she didn’t answer, she needed a solid lie to convince him and Tom was a samrt man, so it was going to be a challenge. While she was having an existential crisis her phone rang, it was Tom again, later he left a message.

Tom: I really don’t want to distrub you, my mom called and said you left homeso I was just checking. Call me when you can.

Y/N felt terrible so she decided to text him back.

Y/N: Hi Tom! Yeah, I came back to my place and gave Bobby to your mother. I have been busy so talk to you later.

She hit send and felt her heart ache, it made her really sad to treat him like that but she had to, for his safety.

Tom looked at his phone screen for several minutes, he came to his senses when the screen went pitch black. ‘’What’s going on?’’ he thought. When his mother called and told her what happened he was done with the inyerviews and packing his things. His plan was to surprise Y/N, but now he was not so sure, his mother told him that Y/N was in a hurry and didn’t talk much and left quickly. He checked his watch and it was time to leave so he took his bag and left the hotel room. He had to see her, talk to her face to face.

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Hi, how are you? Please don't judge or kill me! Please, I don't condone this kind of behaviour. So, I have a request about Mads Mikkelsen's character Le Chiffre from Casino Royale.

So Female!Reader's father won against Le Chiffre his money at the casino.

To take revenge, Le Chiffre kidnaps Reader to get revenge on her father. Warning:Kidnapping, Non-con.

Please don't kill me, I don't condone this behaviour.!!! <3<3<3

A/N; Thank you for this request I sure had fun writing it ;) It got longer than i expected but hey, who cares. love you all.

Warnings; Kidnapping, smut, minors get the fuck out or else!

The only reason why you followed your father to Montenegro was to unwind from stressful year at the university. He said he had some business to attend to and he offered you a most generous holiday which you didn’t hesitate to indulge in. First few days were relaxing, you joined a yoga class, got several massages, swam in the sea and also at the pool, however, tonight would be the night to switch things up.

Your father said he was going to gamble at a casino, the hotel you stayed in was infamous for its illegal businesses such as gambling. Your father said it could be fun to have you there with him, he liked to show off his intelligent and siren looking daughter and to distract the gamblers.

Your dress was long and red, the fabric was satin, so smooth on your skin, the dress had a slash on your left side, up to your thigh. Hair let loose, red nails and red lips.. you were the walking femme fatal that night.

You entered the room with your dad, a soft 20s music was playing at the casino, yellow lights and dark green chairs, couches made the place look vintage, there were bodyguards at each door.

As you walked together you saw him

He was among his ‘’friends’’ or people he did business with. He was covered in black, which made him look manly and dangerous. His silver watch was shining under the yellow lights, you noticed that he had no ring, could be single. He was laughing at one of their jokes when he lifted his gaze and he saw you entering. His expression changed in a second, the way he looked at you up and down didn’t go unnoticed. His left eye twitched and he looked away, from afar you could see there was something in his left eye, looked like a nasty scar. It made you curious about him, because the way he dressed and held himself showed you that he had men to do the dirty work but maybe, time to time he liked to get his hands dirty… why were you so interested in a man who seemed older than you all of a sudden? You were here to enjoy your holiday and do a trick with our dad. Ever since you hit the age 18 your dad started to take you to casinos when he wanted to gamble, and you came up with this thing where you flirt with other gamblers to distract them, it worked usually because of weak nature of men.

Your father guided you to the bar to get drinks, there was still 20 minutes till the game started so he ordered you something and you gracefully took your place to observe the environment. ‘’Excuse me love, I have to use the restroom.’’ Your father announced and left, you were enjoying your drink and listening to the soft tunes when you felt a presence next to you. You looked up to see your father but you were surprised. That man with the scar was sitting next to you, ‘’Hello.’’ He said looking at you, he wasn’t shy showing his scar, it was infact nasty but you didn’t shy away, you directly looked into his eyes, you innocently smiled, for some strange reason you liked the scar, it suited him perfectly. His plump lips formed into a dangerous smile, ‘’Allow me to accompany you while you wait for your partner.’’ His tone was questioning, he ordered two drinks, ‘’He is my father. Not so smooth are you Mister?’’ he chuckled at your boldness, he extended his hand, ‘’Le Chiffre. And you are?’’

You accepted his hand, he had a strong grip, ‘’Ms. Y/N Y/L/N.’’ he gave a small peck on your hand, predator disguised as a gentleman. ‘’I assume you are here to accompany your father?’’ you took a sip from your cocktail, ‘’Correct. I didn’t want to leave him alone, plus, I’m his lucky charm.’’

‘’Good girl.’’ His eyes never left yours, you wondered if he could see from his scarred eye, of course you didn’t ask. With his comment you could feel heat rising up to your cheeks, thankfully your father came.

‘’Le Chiffre?’’ your father asked in a not so kind matter, ‘’Mr. Y/L/N,’’ he greeted your father with the same icy cold courtesy. ‘’Long time no see.’’ Your father said, ‘’Looking forward to see you at the game with your,’’ he looked at you, ‘’lucky charm.’’ His hand went to his pocket to get his silver inhaler and bid you goodbye. You didn’t understand the tension that they had, maybe it was because of the competitive business life.

Soon the game started, your father’s instructions were simple, wait for Le Chiffre to make a bold move and distract him, it was an old game of yours.

You were like a hawk watching the table from afar, your fingertips circling around the cocktail glass, you saw that it was his turn to make a move and you bolted to your feet. Your heels were making powerful sounds on the marble floor and you saw him looking up as he was shaking the dice in his big palm, your eyes never left his dangerous ones, he wasn’t ready the dice unintentionally fell from his palm, you saw the pure anger written on his perfectly shaped face as you got on the elevator you could hear your father’s victorious laugh.

You didn’t join your father, who was celebrating the big cash he just won. You were in your hotel room, just out of the shower and moisturized. You couldn’t help but think of Le Chiffre, was that money important to him? Did your father and he had a history? You needed a spa night. Since it was late you didn’t mind leaving your hotel room only in a long robe and nothing else, the halls were quiet, no workers around which was strange. You didn’t mind, the spa was at the top floor so you pressed the button and waited, after few floors two men who were dressed in black joined. When you reached the top floor something felt fishy with the situation but you couldn’t turn back to your room now so you decided to stick with the plan. Your steps were quick on the marble floors, you finally saw someone who was attending the spa area and you informed them, they smiled and showed you to one of the cabins. You were alone, thankfully. You just sat and closed your eyes to relax, the steam helped you calm your mind, well, it was too calming and soon you were asleep.

You slowly started to feel your body again, your eyelids felt so heavy but a sudden panic made you open your eyes, you weren’t at the spa, you were at a bedroom.. that wasn’t yours.

As you lifted your body with the help of your shaky hands you heard a voice which was familiar, ‘’Slow down, you are still recovering.’’ Someone, a man, sat on the edge of the bed and you could feel his hand on your small back. You looked up to see him and it was Le Chiffre, but why was he here?

‘’Wh-‘’ your throat was dry, ‘’Here.’’ He offered you a glass of water, you were hesitant but thirst clenched your being so you drank with his help. ‘’Good girl.’’ He said when you drank the whole glass.

You were coming to your senses so you pushed yourself away from him, your back resting on the headboard of the bed, ‘’You might be wondering why you’re here-‘’

‘’Might?!’’ you replied. Cleary not amused, ‘’As you can remember your father won a significant amount of money, thanks to your help, I want that money back.’’

‘’So you kidnapped me?!’’ you could feel anger boiling, ‘’Smart one aren’t you. Until that money is returned you are my-‘’

‘’Hostage.’’ You sarcastically said, ‘’guest.’’ He answered, ‘’It had been 5 hours since you were taken You must be hungry. Come.’’ He extended his hand but you refused, as you quickly stood up you got dizzy so he grabbed your waist, his scent filled your nostrils. He smelled good.

You couldn’t protest because it was hard for you to walk so with his help you left the room. You weren’t at the hotel anymore, it was a mansion. Was this his house? You walked down the stairs, all you could see was an astonishing house with large paintings and furniture. He took you to the dining room where breakfast waiting for you both. Your stomach growled, he chuckled and helped you to your chair. ‘’Why can’t you just win the money back? There is another game tonight.’’ You asked, looking at the breakfast. You had to keep your calm in order to survive because you didn’t know what was he capable of. ‘’I don’t have for another game and I don’t like taking chances.’’

You laughed sarcastically, ‘’Says the man who was gambling last night.’’ You drank the orange juice, it was tasty. ‘’I was going to win. Until I got distracted by a certain beauty.’’ His comment made you blush so you didn’t look at him, ‘’Is it scary to look at me love?’’ he sounded hurt, ‘’I understand if it is the case.’’ You didn’t care about the scar so you looked straight at him, ‘’There we go.’’ He smiled, ‘’Now, finish your breakfast, I have plans for us.’’

You didn’t know his plan but you had to play along, you finished your breakfast as he commanded so, it was delicious anyways and you were almost sure there was no poison. He looked at your finished plate, you could see a small smile forming on his plump lips, they distracted you, ‘’Well done.’’ You noticed that he kept giving you praises, which was your weak spot but he didn’t know.. or did he?

He stood up, extended his big hand, ‘’Shall we?’’

You thought he was going to torture you, lock in his basement, feed you to his dogs but instead he took you on a stream in the mountains, he said he liked to come here, swim and make plans for his business, he said the water calms his nerves and keeps him connected to mother nature. Before you left his mansion a maid came to give you a bag with everything you need, a bathing suit, towels, sunglasses, sunscreen, you name it. Le Chiffre didn’t need changing, he just took off his shirt and jumped into the stream, you thought he wanted to give you privacy so you quickly changed into your bathing suit, it was red, a color he choose but you had no idea. Once you changed you placed one of the towels on the grass and sat, started to put sunscreen on your legs, arms, ‘’Need a hand?’’ you heard his serpent voice, tempting and you looked up to see him, on the edge, his broad arms supporting his body by leaning into the ground, ‘’Yes, thank you.’’ Two can play the games, you thought. The way he jumped up to the shore, his arms and legs flexing did something to your core. You had to exhale the breath you were holding, without a word he sat behind you, put some sunscreen in his palm and started to rub your back. You literally held onto grass under your hands, his calloused hands trying to be gentle but you could sense the certain urge to go deep, and rough.

‘’When I first saw you at the casino,’’ he began, ‘’I thought to myself, I must have this girl somehow.’’ He wasn’t shy at all, ‘’I guess Universe finally decided to give me a break and let me have one good thing.’’ It was obvious that his life was difficult, and seeing you as something good  made you blush.

You turned to face him, his eyes were hoping for something, something tangible and you decided.

You leaned in to give him a kiss which he gladly took, his lips were so full and soft, his big hands went to caress your face, as the kiss got heated you followed his movements, he made you lay on your back, your legs invited him by opening. When he bit your neck you moaned, he pulled away, ‘’Did I hurt you?’’ he was out of breath, the genuine curiosity could be seen in his eyes and you almost cried.  ‘’No, keep going.’’

He kissed you again, you could feel his hard member between your legs, there was no going back.

His hand went to dip into your wetness and he moaned into your mouth, he pulled away to give kisses to your face and neck, ‘’just how I imagined.’’ He said as he started to rub your clit, your arched your back, his sweet torture was driving you mad. ‘’Do you want this?’’ he looked to see any sort of discomfort on your face but all he found was flushed cheeks, lust written in your eyes, mouth slightly parted. ‘’Yes,’’ you said, ‘’please’’ he grinned.

His fingers pushed the fabric away, he quickly got rid of his short and gave himself few pumps, you couldn’t help but notice how big he was.

He rubbed his tip into your folds, making you whimper, ‘’pleasee’’ you said whining, ‘’Please what, lucky charm?’’ you couldn’t help but moan deeply, ‘’Please fuck me, ever since I saw you last night I wanted you to bend me over and fuck me raw.’’ Well, it wasn’t a lie, he had a strange aura to him.

Your confession startled him at first, Le Chiffre, even though he didn’t want to admit, he had insecurities thanks to the scar on his face, ladies usually went for his colleges, not him. Hearing you openly admit to want him turned him on, he was planning on to be gentle with you but after what you said, that wasn’t an option anymore, he had to have you and keep you all to himself.

Your legs wrapped around him and he inserted himself with one thrust, you screamed in pain at first because it had been a while, ‘’Look at me.’’ He was deep inside you, you could feel his pubic hair tickling your skin. You meet his eyes and he started to move, you knew after this session you would have sore thighs, but you didn’t want him to stop. He stretched you out perfectly, ‘’Open your mouth.’’ And you did, he spit in your mouth, bit your lower lip, gave you multiple hickies.

Your fingers locking in his hair, you’ve never heard a man moan like him before, it made you clench around him again and again. You wetness and the sounds you make was heaven for him, of course he had multiple partners before but they all seemed fake, artificial, on the other hand you were screaming, tears in the corner of your eyes, you looked perfect. He sucked on your clothed nipples, gave them slaps, you were close and each sucking and slapping made you see stars, you liked his roughness. ‘’Come on my cock princess, let me feel it, come on.’’ He knew you were close and his praises pushed you over the edge, he followed behind.

His head fell to the crook of your neck, both of you were breathing heavily, ‘’I can’t let you go, not after this.’’

hii, I saw that the requests are open so I'll let my (many) thoughts, feel free to turn one of these, maybe all, in one shots!

Hannibal × R where R has a whole Morticia Addams aesthetic

Hannibal × R where they're on that friendly stage, Hannibal doesn't want a relationship cause he thinks his hobbies would be hard to hid from his lover, however he realises R is even more twisted than he is

Hannibal × R where R is a bit insecure cause she's not wealthy, never have been, yet Hannibal is interested in her and keeps pursuing her to go on a date

and last but not least

Hannibal × Brazilian! reader, just some fluffy cute shit

I'm so so sorry if I miswritten something, it's not my mother language, also feel free to turn these in smut, fluffy or angsty, I'd really like happy endings tho

hope you like the ideas!! I love your work 🤍

A/N: I AM BACK BABY! Thank you so much for this request. I hope you enjoy it and girlll English isn't my native tongue either. lol

Warnings; Mention of killings.

Hannibal Lecter wasn’t looking for a relationship, mostly because of his eccentric ‘’hobbies’’ that he wouldn’t be able to hide for so long… and how divine she was, he caught himself staring at her long black hair and shiny olive skin. His dark mind had already tried to find ways to make it work, he shook his head to come back to the reality. First of all she was his patient,  that was unethical and second… nothing came to his mind.

‘’How are you feeling today?’’ he asked as she made herself comfortable in his chair, yes his chair. They grew closer and closer and now she was in his chair, looking good.

She crossed her arms, her red lips were a line, no emotions or maybe trying to hide them.

‘’Good.’’ She replied dryly, Hannibal tsked, he leaned on the brown chair, ‘’I believe we both know each other for so long that it isn’t easy to trick and wise to do so.’’ His maroon eyes made her look up, she didn’t break the eye contact, ‘’Sorry,’’ she apologized and continued, ‘’I have nightmares recently.’’ Admitting to that made her feel like a burden lifted off of her shoulders.

He slowly sat on the table, he found himself being comfortable around her, ‘’May I ask what do you see in your nightmares?’’

She sighed, ‘’My drug addict family.’’

He knew about her story to begin with but every time it made him enrage. How could two people couldn’t take care of a child that they brought into this world?! She was strong though, she pulled herself out of that life, moved out, and now she was working and living her life and Hannibal wanted to give her more opportunities in this life. He wanted to travel with her, give her luxuries that she had only heard or watched on TV.  He stopped his train of thoughts, he had to remind himself  that he wasn’t looking for a relationship, even though it was hard to remind when she looked at him like that.

‘’Would you like to be more detailed?’’ he asked, curious to know more.

She sighed again, her head low, he reached to lift her head by her chin and made her look at him again, ‘’They aren’t here to hurt you Y/N, I assure you.’’ He had a feeling if someone tried to hurt her he would make that person disappear.

‘’Grandma had sent her delicious Acaraje, we’re on the kitchen table and dad knocks on the door, about to break it. And suddenly the delicious Acaraje turn ashes in my mouth.. Anyways things like that.’’ She shortly explained.

‘’I have never tried that food before.’’ He exclaimed, curious. Her eyes lit up, ‘’I have the recipe, I can make some, if you would like.’’

Hannibal’s plan was working, he was going to make Acaraje experience delightful to her again. They set a date, and the date came. She invited him to her home.

She opened the door in her long black dress, her long black hair looked lushes under the yellow lights of her house, ‘’Come in.’’ she calmly said, the inside smelled delicious.

She took his coat and hung it near, it was a small house but neat and clean. She was organized just like him. ‘’I brought wine.’’ He went to his basement to pick the wine that had the richest flavor and it was one of the oldest. ‘’Oh, thank you.’’

The food was ready, she had made side dishes as well, as a Brazilian woman she knew how to host and be hospitable. It was in her culture after all and she had a feeling her grandma would rise from death and beat her if she was hospitable to her guest.

Hannibal opened the wine and poured it into the glasses, they were seated, ‘’You have a cozy home.’’ He admitted, her red lips turned into a genuine smile, ‘’Thank you.’’ She blushed, she took pride in her small home that she had built brick by brick. It wasn’t easy to start over that’s why she had chosen Baltimore. A small and close-knit community.

They started eating and chatting, ‘’How was work?’’ she asked, she knew that he was also giving insights to the FBI about recent killings, she desperately wanted to get details. ‘’As you know I was with the FBI team today, they had discovered the second body which I already told them that it would be like this.. ‘’ he stopped and looked up to deduce her, ‘’I’m sorry I do not wish to make you lose your appetite.’’ And he was surprised to see a certain shine in her eyes, ‘’Please, I would like to learn more, I just… I love reading and searching about serial killer.’’ This was a now revelation, he didn’t know about this. ‘’Oh really?’’ he wasn’t sure at first, ‘’Yes. Don’t worry Doctor, I won’t tell a soul.’’

Hannibal began to explain the killings in detail, the motives etc. The more he explained the more she was intrigued, she was as wicked as he was. His dark mind spoke to him, ‘’See. She is just like us!’’

After tonight he knew that it wasn’t going to be easy saying away from this intelligent Brazilian woman who captured his attention. Y/N and Hannibal had this feeling that tonight was their first date and Hannibal had already made a plan for a second one, in Paris.

I really love your "Love Thy Enemy" fic! The world building is so perfect, Feyd's characterization really fits the one in the movie too. Looking forward for the newest chapter!!! 🤍

Hi! Thank you so much, i also writing Feyd and i love his character and don’t worry the series will continue 🤍

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Death Note

Summary; Mello, Near and Y/N were childhood friends at Wammy’s House, years later Y/N and Mello get together and their feelings for one another emerge.

Warnings; None.

A/N; Sorry for any typos. Enjoy

Chapter Three

Final!

Their hideout was found by the Japanese police force and Mello blew up the entire building and escaped with Y/N, half oh his face was burnt and now they were staying at Matt’s place. Mello was grumpy, he was yelling at them a lot because of what happened and he never let anyone help him. Y/N was growing tired of his behavior, ‘’You either let me take you to Near or I’m leaving Mello!’’ they were in bed, naked. Mello was covering his burnt side with his long hair, Y/N wanted a new life a new beginning, away from all of this crazy life they had. ‘’You can’t leave me.’’ Mello said and it made Y/N angry and she started to get up, ‘’Watch me then!’’

Mello actually never thought she would consider leaving and when he saw Y/N getting dressed he felt this fear from head to toe. He bolted to his feet and made her stop packing her things, he was on his knees now. ‘’Please,’’ he begged, ‘’Don’t leave me, please.’’ He was holding her wrists, his head was pressed to her stomach, ‘’I love you.’’ He whispered with tears in his eyes, ‘’I love you too Mello.’’ And he let her touch his silk hair, she knelt to give him a kiss, it was a long kiss. He cupped his cheeks, she could see he was insecure because of his newly formed scar, ‘’You are beautiful Mello and I’m lucky to have you on my side.’’

Together they made a plan, Y/N wanted to help near about the death note and shinigami because she knew that Near had no idea and she convinced Mello to go to near and help him, it wasn’t easy but after threatening to leave Mello was willing to do whatever she wanted. In order to attract Near’s attention and find where he stays together they kidnapped one of Near’s worker, she was a cute blonde woman who had no idea who they were but she took Y/N and Mello to Near. It was a tall building, Mello was holding the woman as a hostage, the woman used her id card to open a door and there Near was, sitting on the ground and solving a puzzle. When Near’s works saw they raised their guns at them, computers were everywhere, phones were ringing, they looked busy. ‘’Welcome Mello and Y/N.’’ Near greeted them with his usual cold voice, other people were asking Mello to throw away the gun he was holding and releasing the hostage,  ‘’Its meaningless for you to shed blood here. Our goal is to catch Kira, killing Mello won’t benefit us.’’ Near said to his men and they dropped their guns, Mello released the hostage, poor woman ran as fast as she could. Y/N standing next to Mello and her energy was comforting him.

‘’Have things gone as you planned Near?’’ Mello asked jokingly, even though they never admit it they had a sibling connection between them, ‘’Yes. I’ve pretty much figured out  who second Kira is because of everything you’ve done.’’ Near replied turning to face him and saw his scar, Mello got angry, he never liked to be joked around so he pointed his gun towards him but Near didn’t even flinch, he knew Mello could never hurt him. ‘’Near! I’m not your tool to solve your puzzles.’’ He screamed at his face, Y/N was the only person who could calm him so she came between them, held his arm looked him in the eye, he dropped the gun again. ‘’There is no need to argue boys. Near just hear him out.’’

‘’Near I just came to retrieve the photograph you have of me and Y/N.’’ Mello wanted them because he didn’t want his face and her face to be known ever again, Near pulled out the photos out of his pocket, they looked old and yellow, ‘’These are the photographs and there are no copies. I’ve already dealt with everyone who knows your faces at Wammy’s house, and elsewhere. Is that all Mello and Y/N?’’

Now that Mello had the photos he wanted to give some tips to Near about shinigami, . ‘’Near, I have no intention of working with you. But it will upset me if I just take the pictures and leave, the killer notebook.. it’s a shinigami’s notebook. Whoever touches it can see a shinigami.’’ No one in the room believed him, to normal people it was absurd,  ‘’I believe him.’’ Near shut his men up, ‘’That’s all I can tell you.’’ he turned to leave  ‘’Let’s go Y/N.’’ as they were leaving hand in hand Mello stopped and turned ‘’Near!’’ he called his name, ‘’Mello!’’ it was their silent farewell because Near knew that Y/N and Mello were starting a new life together and this was the last time, they would never see each other again. Mello took a bite from his chocolate, Near played with a strand of his white curly hair. It was a new era for all of them, and Y/N was happy to be with Mello finally, and they were both ready to spend the rest of their lives together.

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Coffee Shop

Summary; As a university student in London you were just trying to get to know the city, the beautiful places etc. and a certain gentleman caught your eye.

Warnings; Yeap this is it guys. THE END.

Words; 820

A/N; Hi guys, I've got the flu and its bad. I'm recovering at the moment, I wanted to finish the series here because ✨its mental illness for me✨ I'm not fine. Whatever, I will be fine in time, sorry for any typos, enjoy! Gif isn't mine, peace out!

Chapter Seven, Final Chapter

On your way home you cried a lot, you didn't care about the stares you got. What hurt you the most was that woman calling you an ''ugly bitch'' you never stuck on comments like that before but maybe today wasn't the day for you or whatever, you couldn't stop the tears.

Going home felt like took you forever, as soon as you shut your door you released the breath you were holding. Today was something else, first you had a perfect time with ''Sir Thomas William Hiddleston'' later shit went crazy and no one likes to be played.

You sat on your chouch, you didn't know what to do when a call came from Tom, you were surprised because you thought that he flirted with you couple of times, played you and then he is done.

Curiosity got the best of you, you answered the call.

''Y/N, I can explain everything, please allow me to talk to you in person. I can come to your place or, or we can meet at our café. I just need to-''

His voice sounded worried, or maybe he is just a good actor?

''Tom, you are hurting my ear. I will send you the address, yes we should talk about this face to face.'' You tried to sound cold and not caring, after a pause Tom replied, ''Thank you for giving me a chance.''

''This is not a chance Tom. Don't get your hopes up. See you soon.''

You changed your clothes quickly, washed your face with cold, almost freezing water to wake up, you still felt numb. After texting him your address he arrived like 30min later.

When you answered the door Tom was there with a bouquet of flowers and chocalate. ''Hi.'' His smile almost made you forget everything, almost. You moved out of his way and he walked in.

He saw the boxes you haven't opened yet, you were right , this doesn't seem like a home. ''Thank you for letting me come to your house Y/N. These are for you.'' You took the gifts, flowers smelled fresh and heavenly.

He watched you put the flowers in a vase and por water. You opened the chocalate box and started to eat, ''Sit.'' you said firmly, you had the control and you liked it. He sat like a good boy he is, you sat next to him, turned to him quickly ''Explain.''

He exhaled deeply, ''I've meant to tell you who I am but I enjoyed our time together so much that I didn't want to spoil it.''

You were still eating and listening to him, he continued while your intense gaze made him shift on his seat.

''Today we had such a great time, thank you. I was going to tell you but my fans did it before I could. I'm so sorry, I've never tried to mock you or use you. I would never do that to someone, I do understand why you left in anger. You don't have to contact me ever again. I have to tell you-'' he stopped for a second, thought about what he wants to say,

''that I would love to spend more time with you, get to know you better.'' he bit his lower lip, it was a nervous gesture.

''Wow!'' You said mouth full, ''This is bussin!'' and you licked your chocalate covered fingers, you caught his eyes watching your every move.

''Tom, since we are being honest... that fan of yours called me ''ugly bitch'' if I will be exposed to things like that everytime we go out...'' you had to gather your courage to speak again, ''I can't see you anymore. I'm sorry but I've worked so hard to love myself and mentally healthy, I can't go back to that dark place again. I will not tolerate any kind of bullshit.''

It was true, you were bullied for years and had family issues so you went to see a therapist for a long ass time. I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't hear what she said. I am terribly sorry for that. I cannot assure you whether you won't face things like this or not but I can assure you that I will be on your side.'' He held your hand, when you looked at his puppy eyes you believed every word he uttered.

''Okay.'' You simply said because you were afraid that your voice would shake.

''So,'' he began slowly, ''Am I forgiven?'' he rubbed the back of your hand gently, lovingly.

''Yeap. I already forgave you when you showed up with the gifts but I wanted to make you suffer.''

He wasn't nervous anymore, ''Love to get punished.'' he could feel the flush creeping up his cheeks. He pulled you close to him for a hug, a deep and long hug.

Both of you had no idea where this will lead you.. an honest friendship? or a romantic relationship?

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Bucky Barnes Fanfiction!

Silent Obsession:

Summary; After he became a civilian Bucky's mind, body and soul was trying to adapt to his new life. He swore to himself that he was going to live the rest of his life alone, until he saw her. His distroted mind and broken soul ached to be with her, to be around her all the time. Could he manage it or ruin it for both of them?

This is the playlist I made for the series;

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

Honesty

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a Hannibal lecter x Australian reader where he deems her “rude” but learns that that’s just her culture (ie excessive drinking, crude jokes, “harsh” accent, swears in every sentence [like I shit you not swearing isnt considered unprofessional here. One of our ministers called another minister a cunt lol], etc). I just like the idea of two people being so opposite lmao. Also Hannibal is such a fine foods connoisseur, and our food is basically “first step, get a piece of white bread” hahahaha. I feel like he would find the cultural differences interesting @soggy-enchilada​

Oneshot Hannibal Fic

Hannibal Lecter x Australian Reader

Warnings;None.

Sorry for any typos, hope you like it. :)

‘’Didn’t you just finished your drink Y/N?’’ Jack Crawford asked amazed, ‘’Now you have another glass of champagne.’’ Y/N gave him a big smile, ‘’Like you don’t know me my good old cobber.’’ Y/N rolled her eyes and looked around her, she never liked joining parties like this one. Jack’s wife was ill so Y/N came to this elegant party with him to help him figure out something… which she can’t remember but it was related to work. Jack and Y/N met years ago because there was a murder care related to America and Australia and she helped the FBI and they became friends. ‘’Why are we here again?’’ She was close to finishing her 5th glass, ‘’My colleague Doctor Hannibal Lecter is acting suspicious lately and I want to know why. ‘’ Y/N never  met the doctor before but she heard his dinner parties and his success in his career. ‘’Where is he?’’ She whispered getting close to Jack, he looked around him to see where Hannibal was, ‘’He was there seconds ago.. I have to use the bathroom wait for me.’’ And he left.

Hannibal Lecter was talking to his guests when he saw her, he didn’t know her and he wondered how she came here. She had a green mermaid dress which showed her body in a graceful yet with a shimmer of wickedness, her dark red lipstick looked intimidating, her resemblance to a femme fatal figure surprised him.

‘’Excuse me for a moment.’’ He politely left the crowd and approached to this young lady who looked bored and he cannot have a bored guest in his house, ‘’Greetings madam, I’m Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the host of this party, I’m afraid I do not know you.’’ He looked at her up and down and his brown eyes landed on her Y/E/C eyes, she didn’t look away, however a faint pink colour appeared on her cheeks. ‘’My name is Y/N Y/L/N, Jack Crawford brought me here. Since you are the host Doctor Lecter may I ask you something?’’

He looked intrigued, her accent was Australian and sound strange to his ears,

‘’What can a girl like me have to do in order to get a cold frothy?’’ She asked with a annoyed tone which caught his attention, she had a bold spirit. ‘’I assume you didn’t like the champagne?’’ He tried to calm his nerves but the way she looked at him was rude, and he never liked rude people. ‘’I don’t like fancy things.’’ Hannibal caught one of the servants, ‘’Can we get a cold beer please, thank you.’’ And he took her empty glass, ‘’Jack has never mentioned you before, was there something special between you and him?’’ he asked directly because she was being rude, ‘’Ew no.’’ he could see the disgust on her face, ‘’Jack is like my big brother, I helped the FBI couple of years ago, why are you so curious Doctor Lecter?’’ her cold beer arrived, ‘’Finally.’’ She whispered to herself, ‘’I assumed that a beautiful woman such as yourself might caught his attention.’’ He wanted to test the waters and gave her a chance to be kind and take his compliment, ‘’You only think that because I look like a rich woman. This is not real me Doctor Lecter.’’ She winked at him and left his company without excusing herself.

There was something about her, was she rude or just brutally honest?

‘’Ladies and Gentlemen,’’ Hannibal got into the center of his living room, ‘’The dinner is served please follow me.’’

Guests walked into the big dining room, the walls were dark blue, and paintings decorated them, she could sense a masculine energy in the room, the table had several lit candles, servants were bringing white and red wine, the smell was extraordinary. Y/N took her place next to Jack and close to Hannibal Lecter who was standing and holding his wooden chair, after everyone was placed the servants took off the silver covers and the guests started to applause which was really strange to Y/N. ‘’I’m not gonna do that, no thank you.’’

She knew Hannibal saw her and she didn’t care, ‘’Before we beging you must all be warned, nothing here is vegetarian. Bon appétit.’’ And the guests started to applause again and she rolled her eyes, on her right there was an old woman with a red dress and she whispered into her ear, ‘’My dear Hannibal never likes rude people. You should be careful.’’

During the dinner she was bored, because people who considered themselves ‘’sophisticated’’ had conversations which made her uncomfortable, these people were trying to prove that they are smart and it looked pathetic. The food looked strange to her, she has never seen dishes like these and tried everything on the table, ‘’Mis Y/L/N I hope you like the food.’’ Hannibal addressed her and everyone stopped talking, eyes were on her, ‘’What the fuck is he trying to do?!’’

 ‘’They look too fancy for my liking, I’m Australian so this is the first time I try food like these. I appreciate the effort.’’ And people started to ask her about her country, she didn’t know how but she became the center of interest. Hannibal Lecter was silent silent and was listening her. People were laughing at her jokes and she felt like she was accepted,

‘’And then what happened?’’ the red dressed woman asked her curiously, ‘’Our minister called him a fuckin cunt that’s what happened.’’ And they all laughed together. Hannibal noticed the shine in her eyes and how different her culture was.

After hours of talking and eating people started to leave, and then Alana, Jack, Y/N and Hannibal were sitting and enjoying the warmness coming from the fireplace.

Y/N took off her high-heel shoes, ‘’Fuck my feet hurt.’’  Hannibal took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, ‘’There is a technique called arch rubs, may I?’’ and he sat on the edge of the long chair, he held the top of the foot in one hand, with the fingers of his other hand he rubbed the length of the arch, he did that repeatedly from the heel to the ball of the foot. His hands felt amazing and her head fell back and a soft moan left her red lips, ‘’Shit that’s so good..’’

Hannibal smirked, he knew what kind of an effect he had on people and he liked it, Jack was talking about Y/N staying for a year because the FBI needed her and Hannibal could see her in his life, it will be hard because of her bold spirit and her rude words but she was an honest woman and he treasured such a rare character trait.

 Thank you for reading! :)