Coffee Shop

Parenthood

From the kiss prompt list, I'd like to request #23 with Pedro Pascal please @na-nou83​

Prompt list; https://blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/159975698721/prompt-list)

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A/N; Thank you for the request. Sorry for any typos, enjoy!

Ever since you had your twins the life was chaotic, your labor was problematic and Pedro was scared that he might lose you, thankfully nothing bad happened and you came to your house happily with two new borns. A boy and a girl, boy’s name was Leonardo, in short Leo, and the girl’s name was Lux, you wanted to name your baby girl after Pedro’s sister Lux. Now they were 3 months old and if one of them was crying the other would start crying so Pedro took time from his work to be with his family and help you stay sane. 

You were younger than him which caused some problems in the fandom, some thought you were after his money and fame, Pedro was hesitant at first and now whenever he looks at you and the twins he can’t help but smile.  You were breastfeeding Leo , leaning on the comfy couch, Pedro was holding Lux and talking to her you could hear it, they were in the kitchen. ‘’You have to wait baby because Mamá is feeding Lux, yes she is your twin, can you believe that?!’’ Pedro remembered the day when the doctor told you guys that you’ll be having twins, he felt like he couldn’t stand still, he held your hand and looked into you Y/E/C eyes and all his worries melted away and now he was holding his daughter in his arms, this tiny creature of God was trying to focus on his face and he giggled, came back to the living room, he gave you Lux and you gave him Leo. 

 Leo was sleeping, everything was calm for a second and you both smiled, ‘’Hear that? No sound.’’ Pedro said whispering, ‘’I know right!’’ you replied as you were breastfeeding your daughter and Pedro knelt, looked up to meet your gaze, ‘’I love you mi amor.’’ And kissed your sweet lips, you were both tired but it was worth it. He loved you and you loved him to death, he broke the kiss to cup your cheek, ‘’I would die for you, I would kill for you, either way what bliss.’’ A tear dropped from his right eye. 

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Jealous Kiss

“Jealous Kiss” with Hannibal Lecter, like someone dared to touch what’s his and he needs to mark his territory. @negans-attagirl​

Hannibal x Female Reader!

Drabble. Warnings; None. 

A/N: Thank you for this request, sorry for any typos. Enjoy. 

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Hannibal Lecter was having a dinner party with few of his friends because he wanted to introduce Y/N to them, you were his new partner. Even though things were new between you he wanted you to meet his close friends like Will, Alana and Jack. It was a sweet gesture and you helped Hannibal with dinner. Meeting his friends was a challenge to you because all of them were well accomplished people who were older than you and they were sophisticated people so at first you felt overwhelmed, however they made you feel like a close friend and Will kept making jokes to see you smile. He was a tall man with curly hair, a cute glasses and strange blue eyes, his eyes were so strange that the color was depending on the clothes he was wearing, she loved his eyes.

‘’So how did you guys meet?’’ Jack asked, they were in the living room, sipping the expensive wine and relaxing. Hannibal and Y/N were sitting close, his one arm extended at the back of the couch, ‘’We met at a museum in Italy. She was alone, looking at paintings and reading their story so I thought I should swoon her with my knowledge of art but she corrected my mistake. ‘’ It was true, Hannibal saw you in your cute summer dress, focused on the art before you and he wanted to approach to you, you were a smart girl and he was glad that your attractiveness matched your intellect. At first he though you were rude but later he noticed that you had a spoiled brat attitude, and he loved spoiling you, showering you in gold and glitter, gifts of diamonds, expensive dates, a new dress for a new event. He was a man who loved sharing his wealth and he was also a bit possessive but you didn’t mind. You decided to tell the rest of the story and felt Hannibal’s hand on your waist, he always did that when you had company, you knew he loved to show you off to his friends like a diamond ring, you were his queen and you also knew that when someone was giving you a strange look he would remain physical contact with you. Will Graham was checking you out ever since he walked into the house, not gonna lie you loved the attention but you were also scared of Hannibal, recently he revealed his dark past with you, -of course he didn’t tell everything- he was expecting you to leave and never come back but you decided to be on his side, maybe you were fucked up in the head but what he said, what he did excited you, he was a killer and he promised that he will kill for you, kill everyone on his way just to get a goodnight kiss from you and you felt loved, he was devoted to you.

‘’That’s sounds like a movie. Too good to be true.’’ Will said as he finished his drink, after an hour they decided to leave, they all bid farewell and Will Graham came to hug you, ‘’See you soon Y/N.’’ and then kissed your hand.

As soon as Hannibal closed the door he walked back to his living room to corner you between his body and a near wall. He grabbed your chin and kissed your red lips, it wasn’t a sweet kiss, you knew he was jealous and you let him take his anger out of you, you loved it when he bit your lip or slapped you during sex, he knew what you liked and what you didn’t like and he knew when to stop so he stepped back, his maroon eyes studying your face to see any discomfort, he found none, ‘’You are in big trouble princess.’’

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Fire on Ice

Summary; Tom Hiddleston is a vicious mob boss who is looking for his father’s killer, his reputation is depending on it and he won’t give up until he finds that man, and you my sweet little Y/N is the weirdest an best thing that happened to him all his life.

Genre; Romance, smut in the future, mob, gangs, slow-burn, 

Warnings; None.

Words; 2.448K

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A/n; Hi guys. Thank you for liking the story. It gets interesting I promise you. Sorry for any typos.  I will try to upload every 5 days. 

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Chapter Two

‘’This is me.’’ You said as Tom parked his car outside of your apartment, you could hear a man screaming and a baby crying. ‘’Thank you Tom. Good night.’’ You said and took your bag, ‘’Good night Y/N.’’ Tom didn’t like this neighborhood not one bit, it didn’t look safe at all and the screams he heard proved him right, his long fingers wrapped on steering wheel tightly, you walked out of his car and headed to your apartment building. You hoped to see him tomorrow but he looked like he didn’t live close to your bar, why would he travel all the way to come to the bar you work at? He looked like an important business man and he could go to expensive luxurious clubs. You sighed as you walked into the house, it was silent. Your roommate was either asleep or outside getting into trouble. You took off your sweaty clothes and decided to take a quick shower before bed. You had to share the shower and thanks to your obsession with cleaning and your roommate being gay  the shower was always spotless. Your mind went back to the moment when you met Tom few hours ago, he was tall, not too muscular but he had a fit body, you caught his baby blue eyes travelling to your chest once or twice and it excited you. Deep down you knew he will never be interested in you but… that but hanged in your mind.

Tom was at his penthouse when he got a phone call from his long time friend Benedict. They were friends for years and Benedict promised to help him find his dad’s killer. ‘’Please tell me you got good news.’’ Tom said, his voice came out a tired plea, he sat on his black puffy couch, had a scotch in one hand. ‘’Good news brother! I’ve found something.’’ He straightened his frame on the couch, ‘’The Queens clan was paid by him to protect someone. He paid 2 million in cash for 2 years protection. My resource says that the man promised when 2 years agreement is successful he’ll pay for more.’’

Tom remembered that bald man who said the killer of his father is protecting someone. ‘’Who does he want to protect? One of his accomplice?’’

‘’A woman. It gets interesting, I’ve found who she is and she doesn’t even work for any clan or gang. I’ll send you info on her.’’

‘’Thank you Ben. See you when I come back to London.’’ Tom opened his laptop, Benedict had already sent him a file via e-mail.

‘’Let’s see who you are.’’

When Tom clicked on the file, he had to stop for a moment and take it all in, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N…’’ he breathed, this was the woman he met tonight. Info on her was short, only her name, phone number, home address and where she works. ‘’Who are you Y/N?!’’ he had to make a smart plan to draw her in and get her to talk but how? He couldn’t just kidnap her and make her talk with torture, he promised his father that he would never harm a child or a woman. The gears in his brain were working, he finished his drink and placed the glass on the coffee table rather harshly, he was tired and he needed to rest before making any important decision.

The Next Morning, you woke up early as usual to do a  10 min morning yoga, even though your life was shitty you wanted to make time for yourself in the mornings, you could hear Sam crashing things in the kitchen, you loved him but he irritated you sometimes.. like a lot.

‘’Morning Sam.’’ You walked to the kitchen to make yourself a small breakfast, ‘’Morning girlie.’’ He looked hangover but that never stopped him from being nice and smiling to you, he was a great friend and you get to pay half the price of the bills and rent. As you put the milk in the bowl the door was knocked and Sam rushed to the door, ‘’If that’s your shitty ex I’m beating his ass!’’ you yelled from the kitchen which made Sam laugh, his ex started to come to your door to make up with him. Sam, came back with a shocked expression on his golden colored face, he was a handsome Spanish man.

‘’Girlll these are for you!’’ he showed you the bouquet of red roses, you looked puzzled, ‘’For me?’’ you asked in confusion. Sam snatched the black card and read out loud, ‘’Thank you for listening to me and making me laugh. I wish to hear from you, a coffee perhaps? Thomas William Hiddleston, here is my phone number.’’

When Sam finished reading you started to cough, you almost chocked on your cereal. ‘’Who is this gentleman and tell me if he has friends like him, ASAP.’’ You reached for the blood red roses to smell, you closed your eyes and inhaled the sweet scent deeply, you told Sam about what happened last night and to be honest he was more excited than you are, you were just shocked and it had been a while since you went on a date with someone. ‘’What should I do?’’ you asked Sam he cupped your cheeks and made you look at him, ‘’Take a leap of faith sis, he seems like a nice guy.’’ With that you felt this energy, it made you braver than usual and you took the card, dialed his number first but then decided to text him, maybe he was working and you didn’t want to interrupt him.

‘’Hello Tom, I’m Y/N. Thank you for sending me these lovely roses, I love them. Coffee sounds great.’’  You read it out loud for Sam to approve and then sent it, you put your phone on the white table.

Sam had to leave for work aka meeting his sugar daddy, when he told you that he had a sugar daddy you never judged him because this is a cruel world and we do what we have to in order to survive and you wished the best for Sam, he deserved shiny things in life just like everyone else. To take your mind off your current situation you did a little cleaning and reading, your shift was at night so you had time for yourself. You were caught up in your book when your phone made a sound, when you saw Tom’s number you dropped the book.

‘’Hi, thank you for texting me Y/N,  I do apologies, I was working and couldn’t return to your text immediately.  Hope you have time for coffee  and chat right now. I can come and pick you up.’’

You felt your heart racing, palms getting sweaty, like right now? You didn’t know what to write, he texted after a minute of pause.

‘’If that’s okay with you of course.’’

He really wanted to see you then, that’s what you deduced.

‘’Yes I have time. My shift starts late, send me the address and I’ll come.’’

You didn’t want him to be your personal chauffer and it was your first date. You jumped from your couch and ran to your bedroom, it was going to be a casual coffee date so you didn’t want to overdo the outfit. You opened your closet, threw your clothes to your bed, it was a warm day, you picked a baby blue sundress which had white flowers on it. It was 1.45 pm.

He sent you the address and you left your building.

Tom came up with a plan when he woke up today, he was going to date you and help you open up to him and get info. He never did something like this before, it was border line unethical and he hated himself for it but his priority was to find the man who killed his father and if he had to date you for it then he wouldn’t hesitate but why did he have a bitter taste in his mouth? He was working from home because his ‘’business’’ was in London, he ordered some roses for you he choose them himself. He wasn’t too optimistic but later you accepted his proposal and for a split second he forgot that he was doing this for a purpose, he felt this warm feeling on his chest, when he remembered… he breathed heavily. And now he was sitting on a chair at a cozy coffee shop waiting for you, he came early to find a nice spot for you to relax and feel safe. Waitress came to get his order but he declined and told the young woman that he was waiting for a friend, she smiled and lingered for few seconds and then left to get someone else’s order. He looked at his silver watch, as a business man he never liked waiting for things, including people. He realized he was moving his leg in anxiety so he stopped, he never felt nervous like this before, and he saw you opening the glass door and walking. You had a baby blue dress which wrapped your beautiful body perfectly and shoved all of the delicious curves, he shook his head to keep this professional but as you approached to him with a small smile tugged at your red lips he couldn’t help but smile back. He bolted to his feet so that he could help you with your chair, ‘’Hi, thank you Tom.’’ You sat and flipped your hair back casually and his pants got tight with the action. ‘’Hello Y/N,’’ he sat back to his place, ‘’thank you again for not rejecting me, I would be a broken hearted man if that happened.’’ It made you giggle, ‘’I pitied you.’’ You sarcastically clapped back and he liked it, he threw his head back and laughed. Tom could get the scent of your minty smell, the tips of your hair looked wet, he had an image of you taking a shower in his mind for a second, and he looked at the menu to get a grip. ‘’How was your day?’’ You asked curiously, ‘’Nothing out of the ordinary, I have to work from home because my work is back home. London.’’ You looked at the menu like him, ‘’Really? I have always wanted to pay a visit to London.’’ You blurted out like a child and felt your cheeks go red. He looked up to meet your gaze, his blue eyes studying your red cheeks and red lips, ‘’Maybe one day I can take you.’’ Tom couldn’t believe himself right now, he didn’t say it just to say it, he meant it.

‘’If we met under different circumstances Y/N… this could actually work.’’ He thought, mouth tightening.

‘’Ready for order?’’ the same girl came to your table, her brown eyes were on Tom and only Tom. ‘’Yes,’’ Tom looked at you, ignoring the girl, ‘’What would you like to have love?’’ you felt your knees go weak.. you cleared your throat, ‘’Coffee and carrot cake please.’’ Tom noticed that even though the waitress didn’t address you, you still had manners.

‘’A classy woman’’

‘’Same for me.’’ Tom said kindly smiling, the woman left them alone finally.

‘’When does your shift start?’’ he asked, his one hand playing with his lip, looking directly at you, this man loved eye contact. Your eyes went to his thin lips and his big hand, he had a shirt with the few buttons open and you could see the tips of his chest hair, the color of it was beige, he had black tight pants. His hair was curly and you wanted to run your fingers among the soft curls, ‘’At 9pm.’’ The flirty waitress brought your orders, placed them on the table slowly, ‘’If there is anything you want,’’ she looked at Tom with big eyes, ‘’I’m here.’’

You rolled your eyes, some people had no filter and manners. She could see it was your first date but she had to audacity to disregard your presence and flirt with your date. You didn’t say anything and focused on your date,  

‘’I wish I could come tonight but I have to take care of some business related files.’’

‘’What is your job exactly?’’ you asked directly, took a bite from your cake, he did the same to think. He had to be careful with his next words, ‘’I have a small company back home, I’m here on a business trip.’’ Later you talked about your lives, you briefly told him that you were a daughter of a single mother and never met your father, she raised you on her own and passed away when you were on college so you had to drop out and work, you wanted to go back one day. Tom told you that he got his business from his dad who passed away few years ago, he had siblings and you wondered what’s that like and he told you that it was hell, you laughed hard.

‘’Tom,’’ you said, you were sitting with him for 2 hours now, ‘’Hmm?’’ he finished his cake, ‘’Can I ask you something?’’ the tone of your voice alarmed him, ‘’Of course love.’’

‘’Why did you want to go on a date with me? Please do not misjudge me but obviously we lead very different lives and I just want to know your true intentions.’’ This sudden serious question was unexpected, if you knew his true intentions you would scream for help and run away. As the seconds went by you regarded him suspiciously, ‘’I’m sorry,’’ he cleared his throat, ‘’Last night, when we met.. I could feel a spark between us and I hope you feel the same way. You are wonderful Y/N,’’ your hands were on the small table and he reached for you, he held your hands in his large ones, Tom didn’t want to let himself go but you looked so innocent and loving all at once, he couldn’t think of you  helping a killer or having some type of connection with the man who killed his father. The air  between you got thick and he was right, you can feel the sparkle, the tension. His hands were comfortably warm, his blue eyes looked gentle. You gave a smile as warm as the sun rise, ‘’you came to my life at the right time, and I would like to date you.’’

You felt your heart and insides melt with his words, at that moment you couldn’t hear other people in the coffee shop, it was just you and him  existing together in harmony. ‘’I would like to date you too.’’

Chapter 3

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Hi, please don't judge me (or please do because I should probably go get help at this point lol) but may I dare to request a Le Chiffre fic where fem!reader is also a boss of a mafia that has a deal with Le Chiffre? fem!reader is supposed to give him weapons(idk) and he's supposed to give her money, but the deal goes south because of MI6 and James Bond. I'm all in for angst, non-con, kidnapping, smut, noir, anything. Love you!!!! 😘

A/N: Hi babes! Sorry for keeping you waiting but I was going through some shit. You know, break up, plotting his death etc. Enjoy!

Y/N’s car was heading to the abandoned warehouse where she was running her illegal trade. It was in the forest, covered by the tall trees so the government couldn’t track her down. No one suspected anything for years, it wasn’t easy at first, she had to claw her way out of her past life and now she made a name for herself. They were calling her ‘’Baroness’’…

No one knew her origin story because she got rid of every single person except him..

Mr. Le Chiffre was untouchable, a skilled man with a mind of a fox, he never believed in luck so he was always guarded and armed. To her surprise the first time she had to introduce herself to the ‘’business’’ world formally Mr. Le Chiffre was there too and he pretended like he didn’t know who she was. As her eyes were gazing outside the car’s window her mind went back to the meeting, it took place 2 years ago.

-flashback-

Y/N’s assistant had arranged the meeting, once a month the most important people in gun and drug trades got together to discuss business, offer new deals and hang out. She had to work her ass off for almost 5 years to get an invitation to the event. 

Her dress was black which was shimmering with tiny diamonds, she threw her white fur over her slender shoulders, she wore a pair of black lacy gloves up to her elbows, black high-heels and bold red lipstick. Her hair was in a sleek updo, pearl earrings and a pearl necklace adorned her smooth skin. As she walked to the gates of the castle ‘’ San Giovanni’’ in Montenegro she felt powerful for the first time. Every month the organizer of this event would choose a palace or a castle to entertain the guest, this month the event took place in Montenegro, next month who knew..

When the security asked her name at the gates of the castle she froze for a second and answered in confidence; ‘’The Baroness’’ and they let her pass.

She was escorted to the castle’s living room at first, the dinner was going to be served in 20 minutes so she still had time to mingle and make connections, when she entered the room she could smell the expensive tobacco and wine. Most men came with their wives or mistresses, she could also see elderly women who were in this business for decades. She wondered if she would see herself in here as an old lady one day… this life was unpredictable and any moment you could die. A man in his late 50s recognized her, he did business with her few months ago, she supplied him ammo. ‘’You’re a sight for sore eyes my lady.’’ He said with his Italian accent and she extended her hand for him to kiss, she could sense that the other guests were silently observing them, ‘’Greetings Mr. Bianchi, lovely to see you here.’’ She politely smiled at him. He was a handsome man and maybe an alliance could get her a lifelong spot for her… ‘’Please.’’ He said placing his hand on the small of her back to guide her to a group of guests. As they approach to the group she could feel her heart beating at her throat because he was there.. stading proud and tall, one hand in his black suit’s pocket with the other he was holding his scotch. When the group noticed her and Mr. Bianchi they turned to them, ‘’Gentlemen, may I introduce my business partner, the Baroness..’’ he announced her to the group but her eyes were only focused on his.. she never thought she would see him again because the last time she ehard that le Chiffre was playing solo. ‘’Good evening gentlemen.’’ She had to come to her senses, she greeted them and smiled kindly, one by one they introduced themselves to her, she was praying to the gods above and below that Le Chiffre wouldn’t say anything about her and for the first time in her life the Gods heard her prayer. He extended his hand to her, he was much taller than her as she remembered so she had to look up to meet his predatory gaze, his left eye was damaged so it was grey, the other one was a maroon color. The eyes she adored years ago…

‘’Le Chiffre, pleasure to meet you.’’ Her hand went to shook his but he gently kissed the back of it. ‘’The pleasure is all mine Mr. Le Chiffre.’’ She replied but the coldness of her tone didn’t go unnoticed by the others. After meeting everyone she answered their questions about her business, they seemed pleased and wanted to make deals for the near future.

Le Chiffre excused himself in the mean time, although she desperately wanted to know where he went she had to keep her mouth shut.  Soon the servants came to take the guests to the dining hall for dinner. On the tables there were small papers which their names were written. She found her name and sat, now knowing who would sit next to her and soon it unraveled. Le Chiffre cleared his  throat and sat next to her. Y/N’s head snapped at him in shock, who was responsible of this seating must have made a grave mistake. As everyone sat the first course which is a French soup was served, ‘’Did you added this French soup on the list or was it a coincidence Mr. Le Chiffre?’’ she asked sarcastically, not looking at him. She heard his chuckle, ‘’What a coincidence indeed Ms.Y/L/N.’’ he took a sip from it and also she did, ‘’I assume us sitting next to each other is also a coincidence.’’ A thought came to her, would he arrange this secretly? She was still focused on the soup, ‘’If you are insinuating that I have a part in this then you must be paranoid.’’ He said sarcastically but if she knew him just a little bit he would do this to mess with her. ‘’Just saying..’’ she shrugged her shoulders, the soup was delicious, just like the one she used to eat at Le Chiffre’s house. Y/N’s mother used to work for the Le Chiffre family for years, she was a chef and Y/N used to visit her often, that’s how they met. Things had escalated after their first kiss at the basement….

‘’Your mother’s cooking was the best.’’ He said, turning to her which made her look at him. ‘’My condolences, I have never had the chance to tell you how sorry I am. She was a nice woman, didn’t deserve to die like this.’’ Y/N could tell that he was sincere, she also knew how much her mother loved him as a son. ‘’Thank you,’’ she managed to say, swallowing the lump on her throat, ‘’It means a lot to me.’’ Because they never had this conversation when her mother died.. ‘’Y/N, I never could tell you how much-‘’ his speech was interrupted by one of the guests in front of them, even though he was annoyed he couldn’t show but Y/N knew Le Chiffre never liked being interrupted.

During the dinner she answered the questions she was asked and also she was an active listener. She had to be if she wanted a permanent spot here. After the dinner guests were guided to a room to play poker, pool or dance but she found Le Chiffre, his hand on the small of her back, ‘’I would love to show you the beautiful library.’’ He was being formal so that no one would suspect a thing, ‘’Library?’’ even though her eyes lit up she turned to object but he spoke, ‘’You look like a woman who enjoys reading, please allow me to guide you.’’ He quickly made them go to the left side to the wooden stairs, ‘’What are you doing?!’’ she whispered angrily, ‘’Trust me.’’ He sounded worried, they walked the halls which held beautiful portraits of the royal families, the expensive carpets under her feet felt soft even though she had shoes. He literally threw her inside the library and lock the door. ‘’What is wrong w-‘’ and he pulled her for a passionate kiss.

Her whole world stopped in that exact moment, it had been so long since she felt his plump lips against hers, so long since she felt his warm embrace. Yes, to the outside world he was a dangerous man but to her he had been nothing but kind, compassionate until…. Until his family separated them cruelly. She was the daughter of a servant and he was the heir of his family…

He backed her against the large book case, didn’t care when few books dropped to the floor, for years he had search for her. He was about to give up his search but when he started to hear some knew about a young woman in her description getting more and more infamous in gun trade he knew it was her. She was the only reason why Le Chiffre came here tonight, he cancelled an important deal just to be here to see her in all of her glory. ‘’We,’’ he started to speak between the kisses, ‘’need to’’, his hands were like crazy, ‘’get out.’’ He palmed her breasts and she inhaled sharply, she could feel his erect member, and to be honest she had been soaking wet since the second she saw her tonight. ‘’Why?’’ she pulled back, he red lips were gone, she giggled when she had to rub her fingers on his now red lips, ‘’Some of the servants here work for MI6.’’ With that she went pale, she had been extra careful for so many times that she became expert on hiding but now that they were so close to a threat she didn’t know what to do. ‘’Don’t worry,’’ he said palming her cheeks he could see that she was getting scared, ‘’I’ll protect you.’’ Words he had promised before… ‘’Why should I believe you?!’’ she clapped back, breathing heavily. ‘’I know I have failed you before,’’ he hated himself for what happened years ago. ‘’but I am not going to lose you again.’’ They started to hear gun shots from downstairs, she looked at him in shock, ‘’I have informed my guys before we came here, follow me.’’ He grabbed Y/N’s hand and they walked to the large window, Le Chiffre’s men brought his car, ‘’It isn’t too high, we can jump on the bushes and run to my car.’’ He opened the window and turned to her, ‘’Do you trust me Y/N?’’ she looked at the now open window and then him, his left eye was bleeding, it broke her heart but she gathered her courage and held his hand.

Together they jumped and, she had few scratches and bruises but she couldn’t feel any pain because of the adrenalin. Hand in hand they ran to the car, people’s screams and gun shots could still be heard. ‘’Conduire!’’ he ordered his man on the driving seat, at the front his other man was holding a gun just in case and they were at the back. Y/N found herself pressed against him and his hands were wrapped around him. He kissed her head, ‘’Shh, I am here now. Everything is going to be alright.’’

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The Last of Us

Warnings; Post apocalyptic world, mention of suicide. Attempt of suicide!!! Reader be aware!

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A/N; Hi guys! Its me again, I'm obssessed with the show so far, let me know what you think. See you later ;) Smut in the next chapters babes.

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Summary; Ever since childhood you had to survive, you were born before the disease so you kinda remembered what was it like, to have a hot shower, clean food etc. You didn’t know what happened to your parents because they were on a vacation and left you with your grandma who passed away during the chaos. You were 10 when it happened, a child who had to be a woman over night. What happens when you are a brink from killing yourself and find purpose again?

Chapter Two- Step by step

Joel woke up to the sun rise, the warm sun was burning his face, when he looked at the small watch on the ground he realized that he only slept for 3 hours. His nightmares kept him waking up over and over again all night, it had been a while since he dreamt of his daughter Sarah. He first sat on the bed, recently waking up and getting himself out to the world was getting pointless. His bare feet touching the cold wood floor, he could feel the dust underneath, he was never good at keeping a house, not that it mattered anymore, but it would be nice to have someone… he thought. Joel stood up to wash his face and get ready for the day ahead. Today was the day, he was going to get the car battery and bounce the hell out of here and find his brother. Something in him wished that it wasn’t today when he looked at the apartment complex standing in front of his building, his eyes searched for her window, she had no curtains and he saw her walking towards her door. Every job started at 6.00 am he quickly got dressed, drank a glass of whiskey and left.

Y/N left her flat to go to her job, it was sunny outside and the smoke from cremation of people turned her stomach, she had to walk fast to reach her office and get inside. Everyday ever since her arrival to this QZ she had the same thing. Wake up, do her job as a seamstress, kindly smile to everyone and end conversations short and go home.  The days were getting heavier and heavier, like the Atlas himself carrying the entire world. As she was sitting down and fixing clothes her eyes were fixed on that old man’s jeans. They were dirty, some parts were covered in dry dirt but they didn’t smell bad, in fact, they smelled like him, rich of salt and something that smelled like man. Strong and demanding. She remembered his presence yesterday, they didn’t exchange too much words but the way he stood tall and his aura was there.

Y/N remembered the first day she arrived, the FEDRA soldiers checked her and others to see if they were infected, one of them was so a single shot to the head and the body dropped to the ground. Even though he was infected they should have done it privately, there were children watching. She flinched with that violent act, her eyes needed to focus on something, or someone to zone out and she found him. Warm brown eyes, he was eating his lunch, sitting on a half broken bank, legs spread.

After that day she was placed to a building, the person who was responsible of bringing new survivors asked if she was good at something and this is how she got her job, her grandmother taught her well. Sometimes she got excited for small things, such as; teaching. In her spare time she used to teach kids how to write and read, she brought few books with her and she could feel herself being happy when she was teaching, unfortunately that spark died away when FEDRA banned her from teaching. They said what she is teaching is against their law and she could get into trouble, trouble as in ‘’dead’’ it had been six months since she came here, even though she tried she couldn’t blend in, she felt like a witch in middle ages, one mistake and she is dead.

A cough brought  her back to the present moment, she looked up to meet the eyes of a stranger but found warm brown ones, the ones that looked like fresh soil after a summer rain. ‘’I was just finishing up.’’ She found herself stutter for some reason, maybe she was caught off guard, ‘’It’s okay. I can wait.’’  He replied shortly. This was their second conversation in six months.  She focused on the task at hand again, even though he wasn’t saying a word she could feel his energy, he has to be a fire sign, she thought but she didn’t ask because no one cared about astrology or planets anymore, all they cared about was eat, sleep, fuck and survive. What really surprised her was that women were giving birth, who would in their right mind to decide to have kids?!

‘’Here you go.’’ She gave the jeans back to him, ‘’Good as new.’’ She smiled gently, daring to meet his eyes and Joel didn’t remember when was the last time someone spoke to him in such soft manner and kindly smiled, it was probably before the pandemic.

He reached to grab the jeans and her hands touched his, even though it was for a split second he felt something, like a long gone emotion that is waking up and moving to the surface. He wanted to thank her but instead he was frozen, he placed the jeans onto his shoulder and put money on the table, it was more than the price, ‘’But that’s too much sir-‘’ she wanted to protest, ‘’Joel,’’ she looked puzzled, ‘’My name is Joel, Joel Miller.’’ He managed to say without being too awkward. She could see that it was out of character for him, explaining himself to someone because he didn’t look the type. Y/N didn’t want to be rude so she extended her hand, ‘’Y/N Y/L/N. Pleasure to meet you.’’  His callused hand took her honey like one, that was his first thought, smooth like honey. ‘’Pleasure is all mine.’’ She heard his accent, he must be from Texas or somewhere close, how did he end up in Boston? It was a question wanted to ask but pulled herself from. There was a moment of silence between them and he left, like a breeze he was gone.

Joel had too much to think, he had to get himself and his friend Tess out of here quickly. Tess was a woman of courage, she could take on any task at hand and do a better job most of the people, she was a good friend to have. Together they came up with the plan to escape and the day was today.

As usual Y/N locked the place up, it was moments before the curfew, it started to rain. She always liked the rain, it cleansed her soul. Tonight was the night, she was going to do it. On her way home she smiled to everyone, made small conversations.

When she reached home she locked the door, poured herself a drink, she placed her useful things on the table for others to use and grabbed a chair, placed it under the ceiling. Weeks ago she found a rope in an abandoned building and took it with her, maybe deep down she knew the purpose of the robe. She could hear the thunder and rain, beating the walls of her home. She drank another glass and another and then tied the robe to the ceiling. She shrugged her shoulder, this way of life… it wasn’t worth it anyway. She finished that bottle, tossed it somewhere she did not care and stepped on the chair.

Joel Miller packedhis bag yesterday, before he left he made sure that he got everything he would need, Tess was at the door waiting with Ellie, yesterday he had to make a deal to take this girl to a Firefly team, it was either that deal or no deal at all so he had to agree, Tess played a huge part in it as well. Now he was stuck with this kid who keep annoys him. ‘’Ready to go?’’ Tess asked, Joel looked from his window to Y/N’s window, her lights were on, ‘’What if we got someone else?’’ he asked to Tess, as soon as he spoke Tess rolled her blue eyes, she got so sick and tired of Joel talking about this girl… ‘’Whatever just make it quick. We will wait you outside.’’ Joel ran outside to get her. For once he felt like luck was on his side, he made sure no one saw him and he walked into her building. When he finally reached her door he was nervous, he would rather face infected than this but he had to. He couldn’t just leave without asking her to come with him, he knew he would resent himself.

He knocked on the door, no voice, no nothing. He knocked again, and again, something was wrong. The door was locked so he stepped back and used his shoulder to open it, the door was smashed to the ground and what he saw shocked him to his core. Y/N was tied to a robe but her neck wasn’t broken, she was struggling to get out. Joel immediately grabbed her by the waist and lifted her to give her some air and with his leg he pulled the chair close to him, at last he saved her. She was coughing really bad and her neck was red, her whole body was shaking, Joel made sure that she was in his arms, on the floor, ‘’Why?’’ he breathed, ‘’Why would you do that to yourself?!’’ he sounded angry and hurt at the same time. Holding her with his big arms, when her coughing declined he gave her some water, ‘’T- thank y-ou.’’ She said shaking, ‘’Get up.’’ He demanded, ‘’What?’’ her voice was so tiny and growling, ‘’We’re leaving. Now.’’

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Hannibal x reader when Mason Verger gets too close to their young daughter and Hannibal immediately goes into protective dad mode and his daughter immediately doesn’t like Mason. If you want, you can add that the reader is silently proud of their little girl for calling Mason a bad word. @iamcavainna​

Warnings; Mason Verger being a creep. Ew.

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It was a cold  snowy day in Baltimore, you and your daughter Aldona left home to visit your husband Hannibal. Hannibal got tickets to Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, he was spoiling you and your daughter like you belong to a royal family and neither of you complained.

Before you had Aldona you and Hannibal spend a lot of years together. You met him on a charity auction years ago, sitting next to each other. He simply turned to you and said how amazing you smelled and he wanted to know your perfume, that was a strange remark, however he made you smile and you had a nice conversation with him during the auction. You didn’t know how but he found your phone number and he insisted on to have you over for dinner and the rest is history. When he got the courage to tell you what he does on his free days he expected you to run for your life and never look back but you listened to him and his family history and how he got here, you cupped his warm cheeks and told him that you didn’t care, for once in his life he was shocked.

After having Aldona he became more passionate, he always said he wanted a daughter and the universe gifted him with Aldona, he wanted to name her and you didn’t say no. He was from Lithuania originally and he didn’t want to name his child a basic American name, it was his child and she had to have a special, unique name. She was a beautiful child and she grew up to be a beautiful young woman, she was 19 and home for the holidays at the moment.  

‘’Your dad has the tickets so we have to visit his office.’’ You simply explained your daughter and drove to your husband’s office. The lights were on, it was close to 9pm so he must be seeing his last patient.  Before you could knock his door it was opened by Hannibal and you saw Mason Verger coming out, you knew him because you met his sister on charity fundraisings, you never liked her brother, Verger family was just weird and they were coming from old money so they probably had a lot of skeletons in their closets. His cold blue eyes made you uncomfortable, ‘’Mrs. Lecter! It is so good to see you.’’ He said rather loudly, you had to smile kindly, ‘’Hello Mason. How are you?’’ even though you didn’t like him you had good manners, ‘’Thank you, thank you,’’ he looked over to see your daughter, ‘’Have we met before Miss?’’ you could see Hannibal’s posture go tight. ‘’No sir.’’ Your daughter said, Mason was much older than your daughter, Hannibal made sure to teach your daughter how to address someone who is older than her, Mason extended his gloved hand, ‘’Mason Verger. I’m sure you’ve heard the name Verger, we’re popular in Baltimore.’’ You wanted to wipe that cocky grin off of his lips. ‘’Unfortunately no, never heard of it.’’ Your daughter coldly said, she crossed her arms and stood next to you, it was a thing she did whenever she was uncomfortable and you gently patted her back.

Hannibal took a step between Aldona and Mason, ‘’If you don’t have anything more to add our session Mason, I would like to leave with my family.’’ His maroon eyes challenged Mason. Mason looked displeased but if he was smart enough to read Hannibal’s face he would leave and never come back. Months ago Hannibal made a mental note to help Margot Verger with the murder of her brother and Mason was pushing his luck right now, his hands were fists and he was trying really hard not to punch Mason. He couldn’t do that in front of his precious daughter.

Mason Verger reached for his pockets and found his business card, ‘’If you need anything give me a call.’’ He said and as he was about to give it to Aldona Hannibal quickly took the card, ‘’If we need anything we will let you know. Have good evening Mason.’’ When Mason left Hannibal threw the card into trash bin, ‘’Shall we leave girls?’’ Aldona jumped to hug her dad, ‘’He was an asshole, thank you dad.’’ Hannibal never liked cursing but her comment made him threw his head back and laugh, you joined them, even though you were happy and laughing you knew what was going to happen to Mr. Verger in the near future.

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Dangerous Game

Pairing: Hannibal x Female Reader

Genre: Romance, Slow burn, Smut in the future.

Warnings: Drug use.

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Summary: Y/N Hobbs an opera singer and also the eldest adopted daughter of The Minnesto Shrike, and her entire life changes after what happened. She will be the object of affection of a certain psychopath, whether she likes it or not.

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Chapter 5

    It was late when Y/N got a call from Abigail's doctor. ''Miss Hobbs, I'm so sorry to inform you that Abigail has escaped from the facility. We hoped she might be with you.'' Y/N was at her house, alone and reading a book. ''No, she isn't here.'' She had an idea, ''I think I know where she is. I will send her back to the facility.'' Y/N dressed quickly and called for a taxi. She was headed to Hannibal Lecter's office. When she knocked on the grey door she run her hands through her wild hair, ''I hope she is here.'' 

Hannibal opened the door as usual, ''Hello Y/N, please come in.'' he looked at her up and down, she had a long black coat and boots, her cheeks were red because of the cold. Y/N walked in and saw Abigail. ''Thank God!'' She hugged her little sister, ''They called me from the hospital, said you escaped. I was so worried.'' Y/N spoke, her tone was smiliar to their mother when she was angry. ''To be more specific, she climbed the walls.'' Hannibal said hands in his pockets, he sat at the edge of his brown study table. ''Why did you come here?'' Y/N asked, ''I'm sure Dr. Lecter is very busy.'' Hannibal and Abigail exchanged looks, ''She came to thank me. Isn't it right Abigail?'' Hannibal said calmly,     ''Y- yes. My next stop was your house but now you're here.'' Abigail said looking like a lost puppy, it made Y/N smile.  ''Honey, can you wait outside? I'll be quick.'' She took her coat, as she was leaving she heard Hannibal say ''No more climbing walls Abigail.'' he said with a paternal tone to his voice.

It was just Y/N and Hannibal now, ''I'm sorry she did this Dr- I mean Hannibal.''             ''She is still struggling to call me by my first name, I should be more friendly.'' he thought. ''I'm glad she came to me, we are becoming friends.'' He said with a small smile, ''That's good, but to me you are trying to be a father figure to her. I know you are one of her guardians, FBI told me.'' he decided to stand up and came closer, ''Guilty. I admit I see myself in her. I hope I didn't cross a line.'' Y/N wasn't sure if she was intimidated by his tall frame and his confidance or was she enjoying it? ''Why do you see yourself in her?'' She asked crossing her arms. ''My parents passed away when I was very young, my uncle Robertos adopted me at age 16.'' He confessed, it was a personal information he was sharing and Y/N noticed that. ''I guess our only common thing is being an orphan.'' Her voice was faint as a whisper but loud enough for Hannibal to hear, ''You and I have a great deal in common, more than you think.'' Hannibal replied. He could smell her newly washed body and hair, it was a both comforting and seductive smell which confused him. ''What makes you say that?'' She got defensive, ''Call it a hunch.'' he replied quickly. For a few seconds all they did was looking at each other's eyes, Y/N was expecting to find something but failed. ''I should take Abigail back, good night.'' She said trying to control her voice, ''Does he know anything about my dark past?'' ''Sleep well Y/N.'' 

The next day, Y/N got a call from Dr. Alana Bloom, she said they had to talk about Abigail and asked Y/N to go to Hannibal's office. Y/N didn't want to go because whenever she was around him she felt something, she didn't know how to describe it but it was like a part of her felt safe, however the other part begged her to run and never come back. She sighed heavily and pulled a grey dress from her closet, the arms were long sleeved and had grey lace work. It had a grey ribbon on the waist, left leg side had a short slit. She grabbed her bag and left her apartment. 

Y/N arrived little earlier than Alana, Hannibal greeted her. ''Please, come in.'' He said with a kind hand gesture and Y/N walked in. ''The universe keeps making us see each other, don't you agree?'' Y/N said looking around. ''I definitely agree. Would you like a glass of red wine?'' He went to his brown cabinet. ''Yes, please.'' She kept on walking, looking at the books. ''Here you go.'' He also poured a glass of red wine for himself, ''It's interesting that you have wine bottles in your work place.'' she smelled the wine which caught Hannibal's attention. ''I cannot resist a glass of red wine. I have realized you smell it before drinking. Most people don't do that.'' Y/N took off her black coat and put it on the dark grey chair. ''I love smelling things before trying them.'' She started to walk again, Hannibal observed her dress and tried to understand what kind of a person she is. ''The dress is casual yet it has lace work and a ribbon. She doesn't try hard to impress but likes small details.'' 

''Did you draw these?'' Y/N asked while holding a white paper, ''Yes, I love drawing portraits.'' Hannibal came close to see, it was a portrait of a naked woman's back. ''Is she your partner?'' She was surprised to see that Hannibal could draw. ''No. I don't have a partner. What about you?'' Y/N put the paper back, ''No.'' it was a short reply. ''I'm shocked to hear a woman as beautiful as you is single. I'm sure men are chasing you.'' He was standing behind her, Y/N turned to see if he was serious, ''He is just being kind.'' Y/N studied his face, his brown eyes were questioning her, waiting her response. ''Tell that to men, I'm sure they have a different opinion.''  They heard Alana's knock on the door. Hannibal offered Alana a tall galss of beer, ''Perhaps it's time Abigail's release from clinical treatment?'' he asked. ''Release where? Back to the wild?'' Alana replied angrily. Clearly she didn't like his proposal. They were sitting on the long grey couch, Y/N was standing. ''Spending each day immersed in tragedy maybe doing more harm than good. She should be out into the world.'' Hannibal tried to convince Alana, ''What do you say Y/N?'' he asked her. ''I don't think she can live on her own, not now.'' Y/N replied, she looked concerned for her sister. ''I am not suggesting abandonment.'' He said calmly, ''Well, I'm not sending my sister outside Hannibal! She needs a stable environment. Maybe later she can live with me.'' she finished her wine in one gulp. ''You are passionate about her health, she is lucky to have a sister like you.'' Alana said smiling. ''Passion is good, gets blood pumping.'' Hannibal said, later he finished his drink, his eyes were on Y/N. 

  Later that day Y/N was at the facility with her sister. They spent some time together, Y/N read to her, talked to her. The sun was slowly faiding when Hannibal Lecter visited them. He came to say that he wanted to take them out of the facility for few hours. ''I don't think I'm allowed to leave.'' Abigail said, Y/N was brushing her sister's brown hair. Hannibal noticed how protective and at the same time soft she can be. ''I've made arrangements, you could say I'm one of your guardians.'' He gave a look at Y/N. ''Where are we going?'' Abigail asked, eyes closed and enjoying soft brushes she is getting from her sister. ''Home. My home, I thought you might enjoy if I cook for you and your sister. I will have you back bed time.'' He sat at the single chair, holding his long coat. ''Can I spend the night at yours or Y/N's place?'' She asked daring to hope, ''I don't like sleeping here.'' Hannibal and Y/N shared a look, she didn't want to upset her sister so she let him speak, ''You have to sleep in your own bed.''                                                                            '

'This isn't my bed.'' Abigail snapped. ''Honey, I know. But please endure it for some time.'' Y/N tried to be positive, ''For how long?!'' Abigail was clearly upset. Y/N got a phone call and had to leave the room. When she returned they stopped speaking which caught her attention. ''Are they hiding something?''

This was the first time Y/N and Abigil went to Hannibal's house. The outside walls had yellowish brick walls and red roof and red window frames. There were small trees on the front garden. ''Welcome to my humble home.'' He announced. Y/N couldn't believe her eyes, ''It's like a museum.'' blurted out. ''Thank you.'' He seemed proud, there were paintings on the dark walls, every piece of furniture seemed like from a different world. ''It looks pretty good.'' Abigail said. They hanged their coats and walked to the kitchen. Hannibal put on a white apron, ''Who cooks with a white apron?'' she thought. He had a red shirt, a black tie and a black sweater. He was peeling a potato, everything he needed was on the grey kitchen counter. His kitchen mostly had the colour grey, there was a door which led to the back garden, at the corner there was a small brown table and two chairs. ''Have you thought about applying for schools?'' He asked to Abigail, ''My dad killed girls at all the schools I applied to.'' Abigail replied, she was standing and watching Hannibal cook like she used to do when their father cooking for them, Y/N wasn't wrong, Hannibal was becoimg a father figure for Abigail. ''Perhaps that can wait then.'' 

      Y/N was listening them while looking around, it was a big kitchen. ''You are not your father's daughter, not anymore. Don't forget that.'' Hannibal said looking at Abigail, she seemed tired. He offered something to make the pain and nightmares go away. ''Have you ever tried psilocybine?'' ''Mushrooms? That's what's in the tea?'' Abigail asked, there was a glass tea kettle on the counter, filled with mushrooms. ''Mushooms bring traumatic events back to the mind.'' Y/N protested, ''She knows her stuff.'' Hannibal was surprised to see a young wise woman. ''Which is why we need to supplement them. Positive associations, no more bad dreams Abigail.'' He looked determined, ''Do you want her to do drugs?!'' young woman asked in shock. ''I want her to do this drug. Of course I need your consent and with my supervision we can make this work. Do you trust me?'' He poured the tea into a white porcelain cup and gave it to Abigail. ''Psilocybine can have positive, even spiritual effects on patients. I want to give your power back.'' Abigail looked at Hannibal and then Y/N, ''You know what, what do we have to lose, try it.'' Y/N approved.

Abigail finished her tea, ''Are you sure about this?'' Y/N asked concerned. ''I used this treatment on my patients befor and it worked.'' Hannibal got back to cooking. ''Do you need help?'' Y/N asked, trying to be kind, they heard Abigail laugh, ''Y/N is a great cook. You are better than mom actually.'' she said smiling at them. Y/N could see that the mushrooms started to work. ''Oh really? An opera singer and also a chef. Miss Hobbs you surprise me every time.'' Hannibal looked amused. Y/N didn't like to brag but she was good at cooking. ''Abigail, when you taste the food compare it to you sister's cooking. I would like to know who is better.'' Hannibal said looking at Y/N while talking which made her blush, ''I will. Or maybe next time you guys sould have a cooking contest. I will be the judge and also Will and Alana and maybe Jack.'' Abigail said, she was talking fast, it made Y/N laugh. ''Honey, why did you say maybe to Jack Crawford?'' Y/N asked. Abigail came to hug her sister, Y/N was slightly taller than her so she put her head on her chest. ''Because he is mean to us. He thinks we are bad girls.'' Y/N played with her sister's hair. ''He is just doing his job, we can't blame him for that.'' 

''I don't feel so good.'' Abigail confessed looking up at Y/N, Hannibal rushed to see. They made her sit on a chair at the corner, ''That feeling will pass. Allow it to wash over you, through you. Let me be your guide.'' He knelt in front of her and so did Y/N. ''Should we lay her down for a while?'' Y/N turned to Hannibal, due to their position they were close. ''Yes. Let's take her to the living room.''         They put her on a long couch and came back to the kitchen, ''You are making breakfast for dinner?'' she saw eggs on bread and sausage on the pan. ''A chef in Spain called Muro, claimed he invented in 19th century. Taste is not only biochemical, it is also psychological. I'm cooking the same dish Abigail and her parents had.'' Y/N didn't know her family's last dish was this, she often tried not to think of them. ''You have different techniques Doctor.''

Later Y/N woke Abigail up and set the table, Hannibal told her to put 4 plates but they were 3. The knock on the door stopped the conversation. ''I will get that.'' Hannibal left, he looked displeased. It was Alana Bloom and she was pissed, they walked straight to the kitchen. Y/N heard little of their talk but obviously Abigail was Alana's patient and Hannibal didn't have any right to take her out without Alana's permission. Y/N left the dining room to see them and maybe calm them, when she was close to the kitchen she heard Hannibal say; ''I gave her a sedative. I only gave her a half valium but she may be a little hazy.'' ''Why is he lying?'' Y/N decided to walk back to the dining room.

''Hello girls!'' Alana greeted them and decided to stay for the dinner, ''Hannibal knew she’ll be the 4th plate. Smart.'' Y/N was sitting on his left side, Abigail and Alana were on his right side. ''Please, enjoy.'' Hannibal said and took a sip from his wine, ''I admit this is delicious.'' Y/N said after taking a bite. ''Thank you Y/N, I would love to try your food next time.'' Y/N wasn't sure if he smiled but it looked like a smile. Abigail started to stare at them, ''What is it Abigail?'' Hannibal asked calmly, her pupils were dilated and she was smiling, ''What do you see?'' he continued calmly.

''I see family.''

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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: Implied smut! ;))))

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Chapter 7

Was this a dream? She asked herself but when she reacted to the kiss she knew that it was the reality. His one hand was running through her hair ever so gently, and other hand cupped her face.  He could taste the salt of her tears on her soft lips. She was stunned at first but shortly after, found her hands on his torso running up and down, she could feel how tense he was. Their hearts were beating too fast, his hand left her cheek and landed on her waist, and guided her to sit on his lap, hands tracing the curves of her flaming hot body. He could smell his body lotion on her skin, and this got little Tom excited. 

Earlier today she never thought that they could have an intimate moment like this, but now she was on his lap, kissing and rubbing her clothed flower on him. His hands now on her butt cheeks gently squeezing, she felt him getting hard each time she was grinding on him. They were both out of breath so they stopped, panting crazy. Their foreheads were touching and breaths mingled. 

‘‘I’m sorry if I pushed you too far.’‘ Tom finally broke the silence, ‘‘No Tom. I enjoyed it but can we stop here? I’m really tired.’‘ After a night of break in and a message from her ex partner she was indeed tired. Y/N felt like she was disappointing him, ‘‘Darling, of course we can stop. I will never do things that might offend you in any way.’‘ he replied.

She was surprised because this wouldn’t be the reaction of her ex, he used to force her to do... things.

‘‘Thank you for understanding.’‘ 

‘‘No, I thank you for giving me this opportunity Y/N. I have waited oceans of time to do this.’‘

She chuckled, ‘’You think Dracula reference could get you laid?’’ asked jokingly.

‘‘Darling you are so smart, it blows my mind.’‘ He kissed her again, but this time it was a short thouch. ‘‘It’s pretty late. Would you like to sleep?’‘ he asked. ‘‘Yes. I’m exhausted.’‘ Tom felt how tired she was so he quickly got up from the couch, Y/N wrapped her exposed legs on his waist, ‘‘Would you like to sleep next to me.. on the same bed?’‘ he asked shyly, it was as if they didn’t had a kissing session minutes ago. Y/N laughed, ‘‘Do I have an option?’‘ she asked amused.

‘‘Yes and hell yes. Pick one.’‘ he replied laughing, he was climbing the stairs. ‘‘Hell yes then.’‘ her head was on his shoulder blade, she could smell his manly cologne, and her hand was on his chest she could feel his frantic heartbeat.

He softly landed her on her feet, ‘’Let’s just relax and sleep.’’ he kissed her hand in a gentlemanly manner. They got under the covers, ‘’Are you comfortable?’’ he asked because they had a really busy night and he learned about her past, Tom felt like he was forcing her and it was making him question himself.

She turned to him on the bed, ‘’Tom, if I didn’t want this believe me you would know. Right now all we need is a good night sleep even though it’s literally 4.’’ After a warm silence she heard him whisper, ‘’I want to hug you.’’ 

Y/N got close to him and felt his arms around her, together they were driven to the lands of the dreamer.

The smell of bacon and eggs woke her up. For a second she thought she was at her home and panicked, but when she looked around her surroundings she relaxed. Right side of the bed was empty, Y/N went to the bathroom before going down stairs.

    What she saw made her smile, Tom’s fit back was turned to her, he only had a grey track suit pants, and he was humming while fixing breakfast. Bobby was at his feet following his steps and when he sensed Y/N he run up to her really excited.

Tom turend to see her, ‘’Morning!’’ she managed to say and with a sudden flashback of them kissing brought light pink colour on her warm cheeks. ‘’Good morning sweetheart. Please, join me.’’ She sat next to him on the kitchen island. ‘’So, how are you feeling?’’  He asked while pouring the tea. ‘’I slept well, I feel a lot better actually.’’  She replied without looking at him. ‘’Can we talk about last night?’’ 

That was what she feared, ‘’If we must.’’ Y/N was waiting for Tom to say that it was a mistake but he held her hands and made her look at him. ‘’I would like to know what’s going on in your pretty mind but hear me out first. I’m glad we shared that kiss, because it made me realize how bad I want you in my life.’’ said Tom searching her Y/E/C eyes. ‘’Tom I-’’ She paused. Everything was happening too fast like a lightning and last time she jumped into a relationship she got hurt. Y/N promised herself that she would be cautious. ‘’It’s too fast for my liking.’’ She finally spoke, her voice was faint as a whipser. His bright smile faded, cocked his head to the side taking her in, his eyes seemed to see right through her. ‘’I know, you want to be careful. It seems the right thing to do.’’

She cubbed his cheek, ‘’Give me time. That’s all I ask of you. I have to confess no one ever kissed me like you did Tom. But I don’t want to rush things.’’ Y/N thought she finally had someone in her life that she could give honest, heart to heart answers. ‘’A flower cannot be forced to bloom before the time is right.’’ Tom replied, sadness came on him all at once, but he tried to hide it whit a smile. Y/N saw the way he looked at her, eyes yearning, hands on hers stroking slowly.

Tom’s phone rang from the living room and this gave time for both of them to collect themselves. Y/N continued with her tasty breakfast, she couldn’t help but stay quiet and listen.

‘‘What? When?’‘ She heard Tom say quite annoyed. ‘‘Does it have to be today?’‘ Y/N got curious, he came back and it was obvious that something was bothering him. ‘‘What’s wrong?’‘ Y/N asked. ‘‘My agent booked a night flight for me. I have interviews, and some work related events. Y/N, I won’t go if you ask me to stay.’‘ Even though it made her happy to hear that Tom was willing to stay with her she couldn’t do that to him. ‘‘Tom, it’s your job I think you should go. I will be fine.’‘ 

‘‘Are you sure?’‘ he asked not believing her. ‘‘I think I can take care of myself Tom.’‘ 

‘‘Promise me this, you will stay here. I don’t want you to go back, it’s  dangerous.’‘ She could see how worried he was, ‘‘Alright. I will stay here and also take care of Bobby. How long will it take?’‘ she asked but afraid of the answer. ‘‘Just a few days, I will try to be quick.’‘ His face fell. ‘’Let’s spend the day toether then.’’ She suggested to cheer him up and it worked.

  After having a pleasent breakfast they washed the dishes together which ended up Tom being mischievous. He got her over-sized shirt wet and Y/N did the same to him, they were like little puppies mesing with each other.

Tom packed his things for the flight, Y/N helped him as well. Later when it was afternoon Tom had an idea; ‘’Have you ever visited Coppa Club?’’

‘‘I’ve heard of it but never been there. Why?’‘  after her reply he immediately jumped from the couch, ‘‘My fair Lady, would you like to have a romantic time with me?’‘ Y/N was suprised to see a 38 year old man being a child when he got excited, she chuckled at hi eagerness. ‘‘Yes. I would love to, my Lord.’‘ 

Coppa Club, it was a bubble-shaped igloos on the riverbank with view over Tower Bridge, she heard that it was impossible to book place but Tom made a call and it was fixed. 

The entrance had yellow Christmas lights on left and right, a waiter helped them to settle and left. Insid eof igloo there was a couch and fluffy pillows and blankets to nuzzle if one got cold. There was button for service. The wooden table had candles and velvet tablecloth. ‘’Do you like it?’’ Tom asked, ‘’The view is amazing, also the place is cozy.  I love it.’’ It was like they created their own little world.

When they were serviced Y/N was watching Tom’s face and the way he talks about the things he love. She could see his passion for life in hiz azure eyes. She felt like she could loose herself in his voice and become one, but it was too early for that. Tom’s question made her aware of reality, ‘’Will you consider having me in your life when I’m away? Please give it a thought.’’

‘‘Why does he have to look this innocent?’‘

She took a sip from her hot chocolate, ‘’Yes, I will think about it.’’ Y/N could see his eyes shining, ‘’But don’t expect me to give you an answer.’’ she had to say, it broke her heart to see his face like that. He opened his mouth, thought better of what he was about to say, and simply noded instead.

‘‘Tom, please. You know I care about you. Like I said give me time.’‘ He touched her cheek, his tumb lightly tracing the line of a cheekbone. ‘‘Take your time. I will wait for you.’‘ He said with a smile as warm as the sunrise. They clinked their cups even though it wasn’t alcohol. ‘’To us.’’ Y/N said, ‘’To us.’’ Tom followed. They left the place hand in hand.

When they got back Bobby was too lazy to greet them. ‘’When do you have to leave?’’ she asked reluctantly, Y/N didn’t want to know she only wanted to stay like this forever.

‘‘Cab will be at my door at 12.’‘ he replied. Y/N tried to smile, she had a good heart Tom could see that and he treasured such a rare character trait, so he held her hands. They were standing in the living room, both of them wanted to say something but they were holding back. Tom didn’t want to go and leave her, Y/N wanted him to stay and loose herself in his warm, strong arms. He opened his mout to say something but stopped and took a breath. ‘‘Tom, don’t hold back.’‘ She encouraged him. ‘‘If I may be bold... could you give me a farewell kiss when I leave?’‘ She felt the warmth on her chest, ‘‘I guess I could do that.’‘ Y/N gave him a playful wink. 

They spent the rest of the day on the couch with blankets and a Disney movie on the tv. When the time came the movie was over. ‘’I should get my back.’’

    When The cab’s honk was heared he opened the door. Cold wind entered the house, she clung to her blanket on her shoulders. They walked to the porch, Bobby followed them. ‘’Here is the key to my house. I will call you whenever I’m free. I will grow restless and worried if you don’t answer.’’ She smiled and held his long hand ‘’Come here.’’ like she promised she kissed him.

Y/N’s arms went around his neck as his wrapped around her waist. He leaned into her letting her support some of his weight. His hold grew thight on her waist.

‘‘Farewell.’‘ She said finally. ‘‘Be safe Tom.’‘ He nudged his nose on hers, ‘‘I will miss you.’‘ he confessed. ‘‘I will miss you more.’‘ He gave Bobby a last petting and reluctantly walked and got inside of the car. Little did they know that someone was watching them.

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Loki x Female Reader

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When maids rushed into your room behind Frigga and showering you with dresses, clothes you didn’t know what to do or say, you just stood there and let them do whatever they want. You came to Asgard few days ago because as an Agent of Shield you mission was to go to Asgard, learn what kind of civilization they have, take notes and go back to Midgard, seemed as if an easy job because you were already friends with Thor, however his brother Loki was… how to put it.. cold, weird, strange and he kept looking at you like he hates you.

Frigga on the other hand was the sweetest woman alive, she was kind enough to bring clothes and dresses for you, ‘’My dear you seem quiet, I hope the food and clothes are to your satisfaction?’’ You realized how dumb you must look to these fine woman, you quickly got a hold of your thoughts and smiled, ‘’Thank you for everything my lady.’’ You bowed your head as a sign of respect and after all you were in her kingdom. Frigga smiled warmly, the reason why Frigga and her maids visited you was that there was a ball tonight, to honour you and Asgard relationship with Midgard, you watched the maids lay the beautiful and colorful dresses on your queen sized bed, white, orange, pink, blue dresses looked expensive and charming. ‘’Which one do you like sweet  girl?’’ Frigga asked, the reason why she was close to Y/N because Frigga missed her daughter Hela deeply, and she promised her husband that she would carry their secret to her grave but when she saw you she thought of her daughter, her first child. She used to make dresses for her, brush her hair… of course you didn’t know anything about Hela and you thought Frigga was just a kind and elegant queen.

Soon your door was knocked three times, one of the maids went to open, you were on a comfy couch talking to Frigga, drinking wine and eating fruit when Prince Loki’s servant man came in. He had a big, wooden box, ‘’Greetings Queen Frigga and Lady Y/N, Prince Loki has a gift for you. He wishes you to wear this at tonight’s ball.’’ He put the box on the ground and opened it, one of the maids pulled out the long dress, the other maid brought you the small piece of paper, Prince Loki wrote a note for you. ‘’Save me a dance Lady Y/N.’’

(this is the dress)

Maids started to giggle, when you saw the dress you were lost for words, the dress was emerald green which was Prince Loki’s signature colour, it was long and wheh you put it on it made you feel like a princess. He didn’t forget to send a emerald stoned tiara as well, you weren’t sure why the coldest man on the universe would send you a gift, the maids did your hair and put the tiara on your head and for the first time in years you felt beautiful, this man had a unique fashion sense. ‘’Leave us.’’ Frigga said to her maids and they left quickly, she stood behind you, watching you on the mirror, ‘’I assume you don’t know what this means sweet child?’’ she squeezed your shoulders gently, ‘’I don’t my Queen.’’ Frigga had a smile on her lips, she looked like she knew a juicy secret. ‘’You will soon. See you at the ball.’’

(this is the tiara)

The ball room was huge and golden, the walls had paintings and candles, curtains were red and it reminded you the house Gryffindor, there was a group of musician on a stage, there were wooden tables, people of Asgard were drinking and eating already. You walked down the stairs slowly and felt a pair of cold eyes watching you, as you looked up you saw Loki, sitting next to Thor and watching you come down the stairs, he had a satisfied smile on his thin lips, he liked what he saw. He dressed like a true King in his black knee-high boots, his tunic a shimmering emerald whilst his black cloak fits tightly around his huge arms, it was a struggle not to be drawn to his radiant aura. You kindly smiled and moved to the seat which was for you. You, Thor and Loki were on the same table but there was a distance between you and them. Sif was next to you, as usual she had her armor and blade, ‘’You look like someone I don’t enjoy.’’ She said jokingly, ‘’I know, Prince Loki sent me this dress.’’ You admit rolling your eyes and you watched Sif almost choke on her beer, ‘’What? Is it bad?’’

Sif couldn’t believe her ears, ‘’Loki sent you that dress? Really?’’ she asked curiously, her voice was loud but you hoped not loud enough for Loki to hear, he looked interested in his food. ‘’Yes. Why do you ask?’’ Sif started laughing, ‘’You have no idea do you? Poor girl.’’ And Sif got her drink and left you alone. ‘’Why is everyone weird in this planet?’’

The musicians started to play waltz and you saw Loki leaving his seat, he came towards you and stopped in front of you, eyes never leaving your face, taking you in. He extended his pale hand, ‘’May I have this dance Lady Y/N?’’ the crown prince of Asgard just asked you to dance, you couldn’t say no and took his hand. He walked you to the center of the stage, he had that smirk on his lips and you started to dance, he was leading you. ‘’I wish I met you years ago.’’ He confessed, you could feel eyes watching you and Loki, ‘’You mean when you attacked New York. No thank you.’’ You clapped back. His grip on your small back was strong, ‘’Very well, you look ravishing in that dress.’’ And you felt heat go to your cheeks, you bet you looked like a tomato right now, ‘’I didn’t have time to shop.’’ You said trying to sound calm, ‘’What’s your excuse for the tiara I gave you then?’’ he spoke with confidence, his blue eyes studied your pretty face, ever since you came to Asgard Loki was trying to court you, however you were too blind to see. The first day you arrived he tried to keep an eye contact with you because that was the custom, when Asgardians liked someone they wouldn’t go up to them and talk, instead they just stare at them, keep an eye contact but you didn’t notice. After that he started to linger around you when you were talking to Thor or Frigga, he wouldn’t say anything but just be wherever you were. He was losing patience so finally he sent a dress for you, in Asgardian custom this was a proposal of a long term relationship, again you were just looking at him with wide beautiful eyes. ‘’You are quite the dancer Lady Y/N.’’ You weren’t skipping a beat and he noticed that, ‘’I’ve had training for missions. I love dancing.’’

Later that night the environment around you was too much so you decided to get some fresh air, there was a beautiful garden with sweet flowers and trees, you walked and sat at the edge of a water fountain, the full moon’s light reflected on the shiny golden coins inside of the fountain, you dipped your hand and felt the cold, you closed your eyes listened the night, it was peaceful and calm.

‘’Lady Y/N?’’ It was Loki’s voice, you didn’t hear his footsteps, sneaky bastard. ‘’May I join you?’’ you opened your eyes and looked at him, he looked tall, hands behind his back, his moon light made his golden helmet look like a statue, he looked pale and mysterious and you found yourself being drowned under his beauty and charm. ‘’Please.’’ You said as you pointed him to sit next to you, there was silence at first, a comfortable one, strands of black hair fell across his deep blue eyes and you tucked his hair into his helmet, his helmet felt cold to touch, Loki was aghast by your action because people were usually afraid of him and avoided him all the time. ‘’Thank you for the dress, and the tiara, they are pretty.’’

‘’You look like a princess.’’ It made you laugh, ‘’I’m just Y/N from New York. But thanks. Sif couldn’t believe me when I told her that you sent me the dress. Silly girl.’’

This time Loki laughed, ‘’It might be because when a Prince sends a dress to a woman it means that the Prince is trying to court the woman.’’ He looked into your eyes and that moment only you and Loki existed in this entire planet, ‘’Wha-‘’

‘’I have been trying to court you for days woman!’’ he looked tired, when you didn’t reply or said anything he leaned in and gave you a soft kiss.  

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Imagine: Loki trying to court you but you don’t understand asgardian customs

The Last of Us

Warnings; Post apocalyptic world, violence.

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A/N; Hello everyone. Thank you for liking and sharing, sorry for any typos. Don't forget to let me know what you think. Enjoy! SMUT in future chapters, hang tight lol

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Summary; Ever since childhood you had to survive, you were born before the disease so you kinda remembered what was it like, to have a hot shower, clean food etc. You didn’t know what happened to your parents because they were on a vacation and left you with your grandma who passed away during the chaos. You were 10 when it happened, a child who had to be a woman over night. What happens when you are a brink from killing yourself and find purpose again?

Chapter Three- New Beginning

As promised Tess was outside with this kid, Ellie. ‘’Why does the Firefly care about you?’’ Tess asked curiously, maybe she was the daughter of the FireFly’s  leader. ‘’I can’t say.’’ She replied shortly. Before Tess could ask anything else she turned to her left to see Joel and this girl, she had black jeans and a hoodie, her backpack seemed full. ‘’Finally.’’ She said, sounding bored. What surprised Tess and Joel was that when Ellie saw Y/N she immediately ran to give her a hug, ‘’Y/N!’’ she said in joy, smiling ear to ear, ‘’Ellie! Oh my God! I was worried for you. Where have you been?!’’ She knelt to give Ellie a big hug, Ellie was one of her students when Y/N came here 6 months ago, together they would play and read. Even though Y/N had no children and had no desire to have one, Ellie was like her daughter, there was a profound bound between them. ‘’Let me look at you.’’ Y/N said and caressed her cheeks, ‘’I’m glad you are safe.’’

Tess didn’t want to bother anyone but she cut in, ‘’Alright girls, we gotta keep moving.’’ Y/N stood up to meet Tess’s eyes, before she could say anything they were stopped by a FEDRA soldier.

‘’Everyone get on your knees!’’ the soldier screamed, ‘’Listen, I can get you more of the drugs and money, let us go.’’ Joel said bargaining, he never liked this soldier anyways but now their fate was in his hands. ‘’I told you man, don’t go out in the dark. Get on your knees. Right now!’’

Y/N looked at Joel for an answer, he shook his head slightly and they all turned their backs and knelt on the muddy ground. The soldier took his detecting machine to see if they were infected, Y/N, Tess and Joel were clean, just as expected but before the soldier could look at Ellie she pulled out her pocket knife and stabbed his leg. Y/N was shocked to see Ellie doing something like this, why would she do that?!

Joel immediately got up from the ground, the soldier was holding the gun at them and cursing in pain but before he could attack Joel took the liberty and tackled him like a hockey player. He was punching and punching the soldier that Y/N could see the blood spreading from the head, Joel’s knuckles were covered in bruises and blood, he turned to face them. His eyes were pleading, trying to explain why he did it but no words came out. In that brief silent moment Tess saw a red light coming from the tool which the soldier used it to check them if they were sick. Green meant the person wasn’t infected, red was… Tess yelled to get attention. ‘’No, I’m not sick!’’ Ellie begged, Y/N had to take a step back, was she really infected? Ellie showed them her arm, it looked like she was bitten but the scar was old.

‘’This is three weeks old! No one lasts more than a day, look!’’ Ellie said. Y/N approached to get a closer look, she was telling the truth. But how? How could she survived that? Tess grabbed Ellie by the arm, ‘’We gotta go Joel! Let’s go.’’ And together they began their journey.

They found a place to hide and sleep for the night, ‘’The kid should sleep few feet away from us.’’ Joel said, he still didn’t trust Ellie, ‘’She could turn and attack us while we’re sleeping so I’m taking the first watch.’’ Ellie rolled her eyes and ignored them. She placed her bag under her head and turned her back at them, clearly she was upset, Y/N knelt and gave her temple a kiss, ‘’Good night. I believe you.’’ She whispered which made Ellie smile.

Y/N didn’t feel like sleeping so she joined Joel and let Tess rest. All night neither of them spoke of what happened earlier, how Joel found her committing suicide or the situation with Ellie. When the day came with its shiny sunlight they made a plan, Ellie told them that there is a base camp of Firefly at west so that’s where they decided to take her even though Joel didn’t like the plan at first he needed a car battery so this was the plan which would take him to his brother.

Everything was working smoothly until the museum, the road was blocked so they had to go through the museum. This was the very first time she came face to face with a clicker, it was a chaos. Ellie was bit again but since she had some kind of immunity to it so Y/N used a white cloth on her arm.

It was afternoon when they reached their destination, Y/N and Elli were walking behind Joel and Tess, what really suspicious was that there were gears and military vehicles but insides were bloody. The smell of heavy iron hit her nostrils, she had to swallow to not throw up. When they walked inside the building all of the soldiers of FireFly were dead, it looked like a Mexican standoff. Tess started to curse and look around, there were guns and tanks of oil, ‘’Where Marleen was suppose to take you?!’’ she walked to Ellie, she was action as if she had no time. Something was off about her, ‘’Can you please calm down?’’ Y/N came between Ellie and Tess in a very protective way. ‘’Tess what’s wrong?’’ Joel asked with caution. There was a brief moment of silence, ‘’She is infected.’’ Ellie said, at first Y/N didn’t believe because she didn’t see that infected at the museum attack her but everything happened so fast. Tess showed them the bite on her throat which was spreading, everyone knew that there was no going back. Y/N could see the unbidden tears forming in the corners of her ocean blue eyes, even though she didn’t know Tess as a friend it looked like she lived hell and survived and obviously going out liked this made her frustrated, she approached to Joel and Y/N and when she saw Joel take a step back Y/N could vividly see that her soul died right there.

‘’This is your chance.’’ She looked at them deeply, ‘’Get her there. Keep her alive, and you set everything right.’’ Her voice broke at the end, Y/N couldn’t help but share the sad truth, Tess was bitten and she was going to sacrifice herself  for them, at the moment it seemed like she was saving them but this would have enormous impact on the bigger picture, for humanity. Finally the humanity had a chance after so long, ‘’Go!’’ she screamed at them as the infected were punching the closed doors of the building, Joel gave a last look at his long time friend, there were sadness coming to the surface in his brown eyes, he grabbed Y/n and Ellie’s arm and didn’t look back.

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