#eric northman x oc

[kahuunknown]

Prized Beast - True Blood Eric Northman fanfic

!NOTE!: (18+), inspiration from TRUE BLOOD TV Show, Eric Northman x male reader, Male-reader/(Y/N) is replaced with alternative terms.

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Eric couldn’t help it, usually he wasn’t so sentimental or wondrous about sex, but the little beast beneath him was nothing short of beautiful. He couldn’t stop his eyes from trailing the expanse of the muscled back rippling and arching before him, each push and pull earning a new shape and curve to that untouched skin. Colour a gorgeous olive tan, a shade blessed and kissed by the sun, it was warm and familiar- the same kind of skin tone of viking women during the long-summer. It was soft, velvet and youthfully delicate. Stretchy and forgiving to his rougher nature.

Eric groaned lowly, eyes flickering briefly to the back of his head, as he realised his nails had dug through and pierced the boy’s smaller body and drawn a flavour unlike any other. It smelt warm, satly like the sea of his origin, earthy like the sandelwood of forests- but sweet, if only naturally. Like vanilla bean and fruit. Juicy. His Tiger smelt like home. Natural and untampered. Pure and his alone.

Eric moaned obscenely as a hand left the boy’s hip to gift his tongue with the pleasure of tasting the treat he’d stained his own fingers with, cutting his own flesh in the hurry of consuming such an addiction. Fangs in the way, but all of Eric’s self control had left him hours ago, instincts ruled him and his horny bloodlust wouldn’t let him calm.

His beast usually waited until near dawn to arrive, but tonight had been different. Eric had smelt him, heard that rapid animal heart-beat, well before the young man had even neared the establishment. But he waited, patiently so.

For that grumpy expression to become expossed to his ocean eyes, for that pout to rile his excitement, for those yellow feline-eyes to seduce him. Eric waited, for he was no new fledgling, he was old and experienced in the art and reward of waiting. Godric had instilled the importance of such a lesson and Eric would never forget something so valuable.

Then, there he was. Tucked into a hoody much to large- it was his, and Eric relished in the fact that his scent was prominant and consuming the boy properly. Eric felt a wave of pride fill him, as not only was the little beast uncaring of other vampire- He was loyal, Eric preened. But he was also respecting the rule Eric had fussed over, others needed to know who the shifter belonged to. Who owned him.

The beginnings of a purr was igniting within Eric’s throat, especially as his beast neared him. He could now see black combat pants, with pockets that Eric could sense was filled with something silver- always the cautious little boy. Good.

The red glimmer of an earring, and Eric couldn’t stop himself from smiling smugly- his clever beast had thought of the idea. To have some of his blood on hand, safely and inconspicously hidden within the small vile of an innocent earring. Never used. But it made Eric feel better during his day-absence.

But this night, right... yes, Eric recalls, it was unusual.

He was practically vibrating with the hum leaving his lips as arms curled around his boy’s waist and hugged him close. That made his Tiger’s expression now available to him, the shifter looked conflicted- but with eyes blown so wide, Eric knew things were progressing smoothly. Sexuality didn’t mean much to a vampire... But his beast was a hesitant soul, stuck in the mindset of human tradition which had been imprinted. Eric was quick to fight such thoughts, battle it with force and persuasion. While his work wasn’t yet complete, Eric knew he had won something when the boy chose him. This night, his Tiger had confided reluctantly to him. And this was a change.

Eric rumbles at the brilliant hotness of his creature, so warm, so comforting. Like access to a sun away from suns. His own personal source of the long forgotten but well-missed heat of the day. The new position granted Eric the expanse of throbbing skin to his mouth, neck expossed and vulnerable to an attack which was undoubtly going to occur.

“My pet, this is unusual of you.” Eric chimes, eyeing his property stood before him. The eyes of some still lingered, but most were too caught up in lust, alcohol or simply the desire to move with the music. His pet looked uncomfortable, but in actuality, Eric was already well aware of this fact. He could sense the emotion from the blood bond. But he could not decipher why...

His Tiger’s expression remained bored, but Eric knew better, his grumpy kitten couldn’t fool him. But others were not so privy to understanding the subtleties of his prized possession.

“I need your help.”

It was but a whisper, soft and sweet. Embarrassment know flooded the bond and Eric was eager to understand why. Why, why, why? This was so highly unexpected. His shifter was a strong supernatural- humans were mostly no threat to him... And Eric had already honored his side of the bargin. So no other supernatural’s should bother the young boy further, unless, they had? But even then... He was confident his boy was powerful enough.

Of course, Pam was by their side in an instant, just as surprised and delighted to hear such words fall from lips as tightly sealed as their resident Tiger’s maw.

“Did I hear correctly?” She teased, silently urging him to repeat himself.

But Eric waved her back to her duties quickly at the massive spike of anxiety that clouded his bond, now even he was worried. She huffed with a frown, but rolled her eyes dramatically and did as she was told.

Standing, Eric allowed himself to briefly marvel the difference in height, shiver as those feline gold eyes followed him. Fuck, those damn eyes- they had such power over him, but he’d never let their owner know that.

“Come.” Eric ordered, “Let’s speak in the office.”

Relief came... Eric wondered what this was all about. Easily dividing the crowd, and while some humans watched with envy and jealousy, many of the vampires present understood that the Tiger was his. And that was to be respected, and reason enough, to earn priority from his duties on display as Sheriff and business-owner. They bowed their heads, and averted their eyes.

The door closed swiftly behind the shifter, and Eric found himself holding the boy still as his nose dotted about the mortal’s form. Hands patting down the smaller for injuries he perhaps wasn’t capable of detecting. The beast waited patiently, not stopping Eric until the vampire was satisfied. Head pressing against a warm chest, Eric concentrated on the heart beat once more, double checking that it was healthy and normal. It was a little fast, but otherwise fine. He frowned, stepping back.

“I-...”

“You’re temperature has risen, and your heart beats quickly. But nothing is wrong...” Eric mumbles.

“I’m fine.” His pet assured before pausing, “Mostly.”

“What is it?”

“It’s me.” The shifter admitted through clenched teeth. He looked and felt unhappy to be sharing anything with Eric, and yet the boy continued. “I’m a shifter.”

“Yes. I’m aware.” Eric mused, perhaps he was over thinking things?

“I’m omega.” It was added, swiftly and beyond quietly. Eric was sure that without his enhanced hearing, no creature would be able to detect something so silent and muffled. But he heard it. And he didn’t dare ask his Tiger to repeat such a declaration. The implication was enough. A spark of greed clouded Eric’s mind as he knew how incredably rare such a beast was- but he restrained himself.

No wonder the Tiger had trouble with other shifters (Were’s included). The boy was a walking, talking magnet. Valuable to every supernatural creature. Of course... Eric pondered. His boy was an excellent tracker, had given abilities that exceeded regular shifters and... those damn eyes. Eric nearly hit himself, those golden orbs were a dead give away.

“You-“ Eric paused, “You said you needed my help.”

The shifter nodded his head, “Normally, I’d figure this out on my own... But-“ He cut himself off, the little beast was unable to finish that sentence and Eric knew exactly why. His night has gone from boring to electric in mere minutes.

“I understand.” Eric assured, picking his words carefully. His chest puff up upon hearing the further loyalty in his tiger’s words (or lack of/implication). “I’ll help you.”

His Tiger’s shoulders slumped, and while there’s still a lingering nervousness and anxiousness, there is undoubtedly a type of relief paired with disgust. Eric ignored that last feeling, for he’d overcome it eventually.

“Is it tonight?”

He nods, and Eric is glad for the excuse to abandon Fangtasia.

Eric raises a palm to press against his big cat’s cheek, the boy doesn’t have the curouge to meet his eyes, but Eric can feel how despite the still rather grumpy expression, the Tiger presses into the touch. It wasn’t going to be their first time together, but it would be memerable and would change their dynamic.

So here he was. Fucking his dear omega prize.

Eric knew it was said to be special sleeping with an omega during heat, but the occassion was so rare that even Godric had not experienced such a thing. Still, he would disagree. It was so much more than special. It was otherworldly.

It felt like the perfect balance between man and women. And finally (aside from fellow vampires), Eric found a partner able to compete with his sexual stamina. Fuck, the little tiger just felt so very good. Unlike anything. He tasted brighter. He sounded pretty. He moved animalistically.

“You know, I’m offended I wasn’t invited.” Pam drawls.

Eric hadn’t even heard her. Hadn’t noticed her at all. Too focused on feeling everything, hearing everything, tasting everything. It scared him that Pam was able to do such a thing. So much so, that he initially snapped and hissed at her. Bearing down upon his dazed shufter and crushing the poor boy beneath him in an instinctually protective stance.

Pam seemed shocked as well, but then the scent hit her. And she forgot about Eric’s posessiveness, and moaned at the taste in the air, fangs shooting out uncontrolled.

“Is he?”

“Yes.” Eric croaked, “My tiger appears to have been keeping a rather serious secret from us.”

“I can’t believe he smells so damn good.” Pam hums.

“He feels even better.” Eric rasps, pushing himself up to better allow Pam to see the blissed and sex-drunk state of Eric’s dear beasty. And removing the protective stance he’d been displaying. There was no need if it were just his child, his progeny.

“Fuck.” She swears, biting a lip. Rounding the bed, she drags her done-up nails upon the shifter’s scalp. Tugging his locks of midnight hair in order to further expose the pretty face behind. Feline eyes dilate before expanding once more. He looked wild, Pam noted. Untamed despite the circumstance. Those hands were gripping at the sheets with white knuckles, in fact, she might’ve seen those precious talons of his extended and digging into the material. He didn’t want to be here, he didn’t want to be in this position... be with a man. Be wanted by men.

Pam nearly laughed at the irony. Oh how she wished she’d found the pussy cat herself, claimed him for herself. He’d have been happier then, but Eric would win this war, she had no doubt about that. The Tifer would succum to the Viking, submit to him fully in due time.

Unable to remain still any longer, Eric resumes his rythum of thrusting once more. And his shifter wheezes at the quick pace, but Pam silences him with her mouth. Bring the omega into a sloppy kiss. Her tongue traced those cute little pointed canines of his, while her own fangs threatened to draw blood. But she knew Eric wouldn’t be happy about that, she knew that tasting the omega was only a matter of time. Still it was hard to resist such a temptation before her.

Pulling away, Pam gives the special shifter’s cheek a quick peck. She briefly gazes at her Maker, whom looks to have returned to a daze of lust. Perhaps, she’d join in next time. Trotting away, Pam wanders in the direction of her coffin. The day would join them soon.

Eric and and his newly discovered Omega had been at it for hours, but dawn quickly began presenting itself. Pam’s interupting them was evidence of that fact, she didn’t like to be in the basement without appropriate need. Eric near roared as he climaxed, fangs extended and showing off their might. Lengthier and more prominant due to his age and power.

Calming himself, and steadying a non-beating heart, Eric examines his little beast carefully. The Tiger was near passed out, but his body responded appropriately regardless, still wanting more. Bruises and bites littered the boy black and blue. And while there was pride in such ownership, Eric knew it was only fair to heal the omega.

Biting his wrist, mortal lips numbly suckle at the blood. Not much is needed, and his feline doesn’t drink more than is nessessary, he takes what he is given. He’s a good pet, Eric nearly coos.

He’d never let the boy stay with him during day-rest before. Of course, the Tiger had guarded the room from time-to-time, but Eric knew at this stage that the boy was little threat to him. Nor did he ever suspect his shifter had the intentions to harm himself or Pam.

Simply rolling to his side, Eric curled around his dear tiger and allowed sleep to take him into a temporary death. Together in deeper manner than ever before. This new revelation made Eric ponder the changes he could make to his future endeavours. But it also made him debate his level of possessiveness, as of course, should anyone discover such information, it would be remarkably dangerous for not just his pet- but to him and Pam, as well.

Love was not an emotion Eric would ever be capable of understand, nor any vampire really, but he liked his little beast. He really liked his dear Shifter, and for now, that was all that mattered to a mind as old as his own.

#eric northman #eric northman smut #true blood #pam ravenscroft #true blood smut #eric northman x oc #eric northman x reader #eric northman gay #eric northman x male #eric northman imagine #eric northman oneshot #true blood oneshot #Eric northman x male reader #male reader #male-insert #omega #ABO #supernatural

[spice-honey]

Chapter 76 of Wicked Games is up!

FFnet | AO3

Fandom: True Blood

Ship: Eric x OC

Summary: Money went missing off Fangtasia's books - a serious offence according to the Louisiana Vampire Queen. To make sure it never happens again, Eric Northman is given a new accountant, but she is a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.

Word count: 408k

Tags: mature content, graphic descriptions of violence, mafia-vibes, consensual smut only, enemies to lovers, slow burn, starts in season 1 but this is mostly original fiction

#true blood fanfic #true blood fanfiction #eric northman fanfic #eric northman fanfiction #eric northman x oc

[thatdamnmutt-exe]

Nasty • Eric Northman

Plot: I read this eric smut of them fucking on a throne. (made by @masterjasper223 ) this is going to be an inspiration from that

Pairing: Eric Northman x Male!OC (Name: Hex)

Warnings: Explicit Content, Vampire x Human, NSFW, Blood Kink, Dom & Sub Dynamic, Pre Bottom Surgery, FtM, Self Masturbation, Praise, Worship, Slight Public Sex, Slight Possession.

Word Count: 2,173

Extras: Hex’s outfit: - Eric has long hair

Song: Nasty (Extended Version) - Russ

“Listen, there’s nothing like that

moan when the tip’s in.”

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hex was new to the whole vampire scene as his parents always made sure to scare him with lies about the blood suckers.

his family have always been on conservative side when it comes to vampires which is why they moved down to Bon Tomp back when hex was small. that was of course before vampires started appearing in the small town.

of course, hex ended up befriending sookie stakehouse about two weeks of living in the small town and the two have been inseparable since. his parents didn’t mind at all, to them sookie had always been a good role model to hex.

if only they knew where hex was now because of sookie.

bill and sookie had been summoned by their sheriff and hex simply wanted to go along for the ride… and to see eric of course. sookie knew that but didn’t say anything about it and eventually convinced bill to take him with them.

hex wasn’t exactly good at hiding about his little crush on eric. everyone could see how the boy looked at him or how hex would freeze up anytime eric spoke to him. eric even noticed but for the most part brushed it off. he didn’t have time to waste on a human, even if that said human intrigued him more than he care to admit.

the boy was currently sitting in the main room of fangtasia alone while eric and the others were off somewhere else discussing plans. hex had no interest in learning said plans since he always ends up being thrown head first in situations as it was.

his mind started to wander a bit as he looked around the bar, his eyes stopping on eric’s throne. quickly he made his way to sit in it and smiled triumphantly while pretending to be the king of the bar.

hex thought how eric spent most his nights in this chair and he sort of got excited at the thought. how eric would sit so comfortably in his chair.

thoughts of hex straddling eric while he sat on the chair filled his mind. grinding lightly while eric’s hands moved to rub his sides and eventually moving to grab his ass. hex let out a small groan at the thought of eric’s hands.

“fuck, eric.” hex breathed while his hand moved to take off pants before moving to rub on his clit that was still covered by his panties.

he didn’t think anyone would be coming back into the main room anytime soon, nevertheless he should make this quick.

hex continued tease himself all while imagining eric’s fingers doing magic on his body. his mind was filled with different fantasies of the tall, blonde vampire. eventually hex got tired of the teasing and needed more. he moved his fingers past the panties and moved fast circles directly on his clit.

rapids, quiet moans left his lips as his back arched against the back rest of the throne. hex’s entire lower half was basically out on display for anyone to see but that added to the excitement.

his head was leaned back against the back rest, his eyes closed right as he felt himself nearing the edge of his orgasm.

“well this is an interesting sight. i knew i heard something, but this wasn’t what i expected to see.” a calm yet amused voice filled the room which caused hex to sit straight up and cross his legs tightly close. a deep blush filling his entire face while his entire body shook with nerves. hex couldn’t bring himself to look at eric.

hex quickly got up from the throne and proceeded to say sorry endlessly. “i’m so sorry eric! i don’t know what came over me! let me clean it up for you! or i could just leave if you want me too! i’m so sorr-“ hex rambled but was cut off by the tall vampire moving directly in front of him and moving to grasp hex’s chin to make hex look up at him.

“i don’t remember telling you to stop, did you hear me say stop?” eric looked into hex’s eyes while licking his lips slightly. hex’s mouth grew dry at his words. there was no way this was happening right now.

“b-but i- you? why?” was all hex could muster up. eric let out a quick chuckle at this.

“i do not need to share my reasons with a human. besides, i don’t think you would mind too much. now, back to what you were doing.” eric commanded which hex obeyed quickly.

he made his way back to the throne and removed his pants again before continuing doing circles on his clit. previous actions quickly left his mind as he fell close to the edge once more.

once eric sensed that hex was close, he quickly moved to put himself between his legs, head level with hex’s entrance. he wasted no time moving hex’s fingers and replaced them with his tongue and his own fingers.

hex’s eyes flew open at the sensation and looked down at eric between his legs. eric’s tongue was like magic as he knew exactly all the right spots that would drive hex over the edge. the sight was godly to hex, he never thought that he would have the eric northman between his legs.

“eric i’m gonna-“ hex moaned out.

“cum for me, my prince.” eric looked up quickly to admire hex’s face that looked like was on the verge of tears from the pleasure. hex looked handsomely delicious. the thought of hex being in so much pleasure filled eric with such pleasure and excitement he hasn’t felt before. all he knew was that he wanted to always make hex feel this good.

eric’s words caused hex to spill over the edge with a rather loud, breathy moan. eric enthusiastically drank up all the juices before moving to look up at hex.

“you taste absolutely mesmerizing.” hex blushed at eric’s words and looked away. he was mainly flustered but the lingering question of why is eric taking such an interest him now?

“are you okay, prince? your face looks confused.” eric asked which pulled hex from his thought.

“it’s just- you’ve had no interest in me before now. why now?” eric looked away quickly before turning back towards hex.

“truth is, i’ve always found you interesting. i just never wanted to explore that. humans have little meaning to me anymore, and i didn’t want to waste my time on you. then seeing you on my throne, i just have to make you mine.” their eye contact was tense for a moment before hex leaned in and kissed eric.

eric quickly depended the kiss so their tongues could be together. eric vamped the two so hex was now straddling his lap and his hands were on hex’s butt. hex’s hands moved to feel eric’s chest while moving his head down to kiss alone his neck and collar bones.

eric’s fangs sprung free from his arousal which caused him to turn his head away out of respect for hex. hex felt his head move away which caused him to pull away from eric’s neck and turn to look at eric.

hex took eric’s chin in his hand and turned him to look at him before moving his fingers to trace the fangs lightly. “they’re so pretty. you can bite me if you want.” hex consented.

eric took hex’s hand that was tracing his fangs into his own hand and kissed it softly. he kissed it down to his wrist before puncturing the soft skin and sucking softly. hex let out a low moan at the pain before lightly grinding down on eric.

eric moved his free hand down hex’s exposed entrance and rubbed his clit once more which earned more whimpers from the boy on his lap.

hex started to feel light headed from both pleasure and the loss of blood. eric noticed and quickly removed his fangs from his wrist. blood dripped down his chin as he leaned in to kiss hex again.

hex pulled eric’s hand away from his clit once he felt close, “eric- mm- i want to feel you in me when i-i cum.” he said between whimpers as eric’s lips did magic along his neck.

“fuck me eric! right on your throne!” hex begged. eric obliged his request, he moved to remove hex’s shirt, leaving him completely naked, before vamping to move them again. hex’s back was now against eric’s throne while eric was above him, pinning him against the chair.

eric lower his pants and boxers which allowed hex to see eric’s cock. it was around seven inches long and had to be around four inches in width. hex was going to struggle to walk later but he didn’t mind, all he cared about right now was how he wanted to feel eric in him.

eric slowly moved to put his tip in and watched as hex’s face contorted from pain to pleasure. the sight could make eric cum right then and there. hex was the closest thing he could ever get to seeing heaven.

“more, please, fuck!” hex moaned to which eric granted. he pushed himself in all the way and let hex breathe a moment before slowly thrusting.

eric groaned at the feeling of hex’s walls clenching around him, the warmth of hex’s pussy traveled through his body, leaving him breathless.

“jesus fuck, you feel like heaven itself. i haven’t felt this good in centuries, my prince.” eric moaned while quickening his pace. his head dipping down into hex’s neck where he bite into the flesh to draw blood and to mark hex as his.

eric continued to do this three more times, one on the other side of his neck, then two more on each side of his collarbones. hex moaned louder each time eric’s fangs punctured his skin. hex’s blood began to flow down his chest which eric licked up somewhat. he wanted most of the blood to mix in with hex’s other fluids.

hex began to feel close to his climax for the umpteenth time. he couldn’t use his words as his brain was jumbled from all the pleasure and pain. instead he moved his hands up to grasp onto eric’s shoulders, nails digging into the cold skin.

his whimpers became more sporadic and frantic which made eric chuckle with satisfaction. “good god, look at you. you’re doing such a good job. taking me like this, i bet this is the best you’ve gotten. come on prince, cum for me. cum all over my throne so people know i pleasured you this good.”

the two made eye contact which made hex blush. eric’s thrusts became sloppy as he too was reaching his climax. hex decided he wanted to wait to cum with eric. he wanted to feel eric’s warmth fill him up as he let his own fluids go.

he didn’t have to wait long, eric reached his end. one hand gripping the back of his throne while the other moved to grip hex’s hips closer to him as he released all of himself inside of hex.

hex released his juices with a loud moan and his hands digging even deeper into eric’s shoulder, drawing blood.

the two stayed in their positions for a few minutes until they heard footsteps. eric quickly vamped to put his shirt on hex which was large enough to cover his body. eric moved them so hex was now sitting back on his lap, back facing him, as the two looked at pam, bill, and sookie that returned from where ever they were.

hex was a blushing mess as he tried to make himself look smaller in eric’s lap, he knew he’d be hearing about this later from both bill and sookie.

“well, looks and smells like the two of you had fun. i’m not cleaning that up.” pam said in regular monotone voice. bill was looking away out of respect for hex while sookie was holding back a laugh.

“well i’ll be damned hex, you actually got eric’s attention.” she laughed. “anyways, bill and i are heading back, it’ll be dawn soon. you coming with us or… going back for round two?” she joked.

“sookie!” hex groaned and hit his face in his hands. eric chuckled at this and lightly pecked hex’s forehead.

“round two sounds like it could be fun, what do you say sweetheart? want to stay for round two?” eric half joked. hex only groaned in a response.

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“Good god, look at you,

you’re doing such a good job.”

#eric northman #eric northman smut #true blood #sookie stackhouse #pam ravenscroft #bill compton #true blood smut #eric northman x oc #eric northman x reader #eric northman gay #eric northman x male #eric northman imagine #eric northman oneshot #true blood oneshot #true blood imagine #Spotify

[starstruckunknown-princess]

A Business Proposition

Pairing: Eric Northman x F!Reader (Third Person)

Warnings: Mention of Fangs, anti-vampire sentiment

Word Count: 681

Summary: Eric agrees to accompany his human girlfriend to her office Christmas Party just to freak out her co-workers. 

A/N: Hey y’all! This is Day 3 of Fluffcember, I’m excited to share this one with you since Eric Northman/Alexander Skarsgaard is...well, I’ll be in my bunk. Enjoy!

No one at the office believed that a nice girl like her would be a fangbanger. She didn’t like that term at all, and would give anyone in the office who used it a thorough verbal beatdown. This had led to her being somewhat isolated at work. She didn’t get invited out to happy hours anymore, nor was she clued in to the hot office gossip. Most of it was about her nowadays, so she didn’t care. 

Her relationship with Eric Northman was none of their business, but she wasn’t going to take their close minded ignorant backwater bullshit lying down. 

So she had invited him to the office Holiday Party. 

Her six-foot-four Viking God of a vampire boyfriend was more than happy to oblige. 

“Should I put on the whole show? Fangs out and everything?” Eric asked as he maneuvered his corvette to the valet stand at the hotel. 

“Not unless provoked. Just no drinking from anyone I work with, please.” She kissed his cold cheek before getting out of the door that the valet had opened. 

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Eric said. He watched her legs lift her up and out of the car, loving the way the green velvet dress she wore hugged each of her curves — he couldn’t wait to shred it later. 

The hotel’s event room was fully decked out in holiday spirit. Eight foot decorated trees lined the far wall, green and red ornaments glistened in the lights. Silver and gold tinsel hung from the ceiling. A deejay was set up and playing holiday music while most everyone was mingling and enjoying the open bar.

All the noise, save for Bing Crosby’s crooning from the speakers, died down at her entrance with Eric. He glanced about the room, his arm wrapping protectively over her shoulders, and then broke out what she knew to be his PR smile. Perfect white teeth on display, fangs hidden of course.

They made their way to the bar, Eric’s arm over her the entire way. People began talking again, mutters this time, and she knew it was about the man by her side. 

“What are they saying?” she whispered to him as she took a sip of her old fashioned.

“That you look stunning and they’re all jealous that I get to fuck you tonight,” he whispered back. She scoffed. 

“Yeah right. We can make the rounds, say hi to my boss, then go to dinner,” she reassured with a squeeze to his hand. 

“We can stay all night if you’d like. I don’t give a fuck what they think of us.” 

“I don’t want to lose my job. Let’s start on the rounds.”

They made their way around the room, chatting with her co-workers — or rather, chatting at them since most of them were gobsmacked at the sight of Eric and couldn’t form sentences. Her boss and his wife were able to muddle through some polite small talk, and her one non-vampire-hating coworker, Patrice, was rather enthusiastic about meeting him and even gave him a hug. 

The two of them danced a slow dance and downed another free drink before taking off. Once they were in the car, Eric turned to her with an offer.

“Come work for me.”

“At Fangtasia? I’m way overqualified to be a bartender.” 

“I have other businesses. You could work for one of them. Or,” he paused, looking at her from the corner of his eye and sliding his hand up her thigh under the green velvet dress, “You could start your own company. I know you’ve got some plans for yourself. Let me make them happen.” 

“So you want to be my sugar daddy?” 

He chuckled, “I prefer the term ‘principal investor’.” 

She considered a moment. She and Eric had been seeing each other for almost a year without him getting sick of her. He wanted to invest in her business ideas. Ideas for a business she would run. Not having to report to any jackass boss or deal with her idiot coworkers. 

It was tempting, to be sure.

“I’ll think about it.”

#eric northman #eric northman x oc #true blood #true blood fanfiction #fanfiction #writing challenge #fluffcember #alexander skarsgard #office christmas party

[annwayne]

Vampire stories: The allure is the bite! The intimacy of a vampire drinking your blood! Watch as all our relatable main characters get bitten and enjoy it!

Me: But what if, main character’s blood is poisonous to vampires?

#and I’m really into the whole biting and drinking blood from human loved ones too #I just I got a character idea and it’s happening #Eric will never get to nom on Awyn #opps will that cause jealousy down the line 👀 #true blood #eric northman x oc #eric northman/oc #true blood oc

[j3st3r-13]

hey

ive started writing a true blood fic on ao3! its eric northman/ oc called blood on my shirt, heart in my hands . so yeah id be grateful if you gave it a look :)

#my fics #blood on my shirt heart in my hands #trueblood #true blood #eric northman #bill compton #sookie stackhouse #jason stackhouose #lafayette reynolds #true blood fanfic #eric northman x oc #i love this show sm

[buckys-zomdoll]

Goodbyes

Fandom: True Blood

Written For: Any Fandom Goes Bingo and Any Fandom Angst Bingo

A/N: I do not own the pictures used,Valeria belongs to me. Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated. Please note this is a work of fiction, just because something is written doesn’t mean I as a writer agree with or condone it. Thank You. Any mistakes are my own.

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Beta’d by: @5soshow

Summary: Valeria is sent from the queen to work with Eric Northman, a vampire she has history with. 

Word Count: 4210

Pairings: Past Eric Northman x OFC

Warnings: Angst, Kidnapping, .Violence, mentions of blood. 

Filled: @anyfandomgoesbingo Square: Free Space

 @anyfandomangstbingo Square: “Sometimes, forever just doesn’t last that long.”

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She took a deep breath as she stepped out of the car, it had been centuries since she saw the man that turned her. She straightened her clothes and walked up to her. “Pam.” 

Pam looked at her and smirked. “Val. Welcome to Fangtasia, go ahead.” She stepped out of the way, allowing Valeria inside.

Valeria swayed through the crowd, she made her way to the back corner where Eric sat and watched the club. The moment he saw her he tensed, sitting straight up. 

“Miss me?” She gave him a slight grin. The last time they had seen each other he had ended things, telling her it was a mistake he even turned her. 

“Valeria, what brings you here?” 

“Straight to the point huh? Don’t worry I’m not here to attack you or anything.” Although she had threatened him before he left her with wolves. “This visit is strictly business, I would love to not be here and keep planning my revenge, however, it seems you don’t know how to do your job correctly.” 

Eric stood up. “I do my job just fine, now I would like you to leave my establishment.” 

She placed her hand on her chest. “I would love to leave, but I can’t. I have orders to make sure you find the idiotic human or humans in your zone harvesting vampire blood.” 

“I have it under control.” 

She scoffed. “Like you had it under control when you decided to get rid of me? I mean offense when I say, you don’t do a very good job at coming up with ways to deal with things.” 

He leaned down, his face inches from hers. “If I truly had wanted you dead, I would have done it with my own hands. I knew you would survive the wolves, I just wanted to have a little fun before I left you.” 

“Well honey now you’re stuck with me until the culprits are found and taken care of.” she patted his cheek. 

He grabbed her wrist. “I have it under control, you and your services are not needed.” 

“Eric, I suggest you let go of my wrist or I will burn your club to the ground with you in it.” When he let her go she sighed. “Look I don’t like this either, but I'm not leaving until it's done so you might as well use my help.” 

“Where do you plan on staying?” 

She smirked. “Now, that's better. I’ll be staying here with you.” 

Eric shook his head. “No.”

“I didn’t ask, I will be staying here. Show me the office.” 

“Why do you need to see the office?” 

She shrugged. “I'm gonna hang in there for now, until you close the club.” 

He groaned and ushered for Pam to come over. “Show Valeria the office.” 

“Of course, follow me.” Pam smiled. 

Valeria sat down in the chair behind the desk. “You can go back out there now.” 

Pam nodded and left, shutting the door behind her. 

Valeria spun in the chair for a few minutes and then started going through files. A few minutes after looking through the files she decided to try and get into the computer, she was just about to try another password when her phone rang. 

She smiled and answered the phone. “Hello, my Queen.” 

“Valeria, how did it go?” Sophie’s voice sounded concerned on the other end. 

“There was some resistance as I suspected, however as you said he can not ignore orders. I will find the culprits soon.” 

“Good, just remember to play nice with Eric.” 

Valeria rolled her eyes. “Fine, fine.” 

“I’m serious,” Sophie growled. 

“Okay. I’m going to hang up now, I have work to do.” 

“Alright, keep me updated.” 

“Will do.” Valeria leaned back into the chair as she hung up the phone. 

Her elbow rested on the armrest  of the chair, her pointer finger was pressed to her lips,  thumb on her chin as she stared at the computer and thought of what the password could possibly be. 

She was so lost in her thoughts she didn’t realize the door had opened or that it even closed shortly after until someone clearing their throats pulled her attention. Looking up from the computer she saw Eric standing against the door with his arms crossed. 

“What are you doing?” 

She shrugged. “I was bored, went through some files which by the way I organized for you, you’re welcome.” 

“I didn’t ask you to do that, and it looks like you were deep in thought. Does it upset you that you can’t get into the computer?” 

She rolled her eyes. “Please, I was just keeping myself entertained. I could care less about that  computer.”

“Good, because you won’t be getting the password.” He uncrossed his arms and walked closer. “Now get out of my seat, we have work to do.” 

“You can work from one of those chairs, I’m not moving.” It was Valeria’s turn to cross her arms. 

“And what if we need the computer?” His hands rested on the back of one of the chairs that were behind the desk. 

“Then you can give me the password.” 

Eric chuckled. “So you do care.” 

“No, I'm just comfortable here.” 

He looked down at the chairs in front of him. “These chairs are just as comfortable.” 

“Then you sit there.” 

Eric walked over to her, his hands resting on each armrest, bending down. “Get out of my spot.” 

She smirked. “No, you know the longer you try to get me to move the longer you’re stuck with me.” 

He growled and shoved the chair backward , causing it to hit the filing cabinet. “I loathe you.” 

Valeria stood from the chair, stepping closer to him, she grinned. “Ditto.” Shoving her way past him she sat down in one of the other chairs. “Go ahead, get on your computer.” 

Eric grabbed his chair, pulling it back into its place before sitting down, he looked at her as he made a hmph sound. His hands went to the keyboard, watching her from the corner of his eye. 

She leaned forward and laid her head in her hands as she watched, it wasn’t long before he shoved the keyboard away. 

“You locked me out!” He growled. 

She laughed. “You just have to wait a few hours then try again.” 

“You annoy me.” 

“And you piss me off, but we still have to work together.” 

He shook his head. “You’ve only been here a few hours and I already wish you would leave. I can handle things. Give me one week, if I still haven’t found them you can come help me.” 

“No can do, I’m already here. You should have asked for more time when the Queen called you.” 

“Whatever,” He rolled his eyes, “where would you like to start?” 

“You mean to tell me you don’t even have any ideas? Should you even be a sheriff?” 

“I have ideas, I’m just not sharing them with you.” 

Valeria’s eye twitched slightly. “I don’t believe you.” 

“Believe me, don’t believe me I don’t care.” 

She slammed her hands on the desk. “Dammit, Eric. Just work with me so I can leave!” 

Eric laughed. “You know, seeing you so upset that you’re stuck working with me makes me feel a whole lot better about you being here.” 

She stood up and headed to the door. 

“Where are you going?” Eric called after her. 

“Away from you, I’m hungry.” 

“Don’t go too far, it's close to daytime and when I lock up for bed I don’t open the doors again.” 

She opened the door and left. 

How dare he threaten her, after everything he put her through. He had been her first crush, her first love. He had turned her and promised her forever only to get bored and toss her aside like she was nothing. 

It didn’t take her long to find someone to feed on, even with the world knowing about vampires humans still stayed out late. Sure at first they hid and panicked, but then the true blood became a thing and humans started going back to being out late. Like she’d ever drink that crap, blood was better fresh. 

When she got back to Fangtasia, Eric was standing in the door. He smirked when he saw her and started to shut it. In the blink of an eye, her foot was stopping the door from shutting. “Eric,” she spoke through gritted teeth. 

“Sorry, I decided you can't stay here.” 

“It’s almost daylight, I have nowhere else to go.” 

“You really should have thought of that before.” 

She pulled the door open, causing him to almost fall. “I fucking hate you.” she walked past him. 

He shut and locked the door. “Same to you princess.” 

She clenched her fist but ignored him, she had told Sophia she would play nice. “Pam, sweetheart, why don’t you show me where I can rest?” 

“Sure, Val. Right this way.” 

She half expected not to wake up, but she did, although it did take her a while to get out of the coffin. Once she finally got it open and sat up she realized there was a sticky substance on the edges. 

Letting out a sigh she stood up, dusted herself off, and headed to the office. When she got into the office, Eric was already in his chair and Pam stood beside him. 

“So you’re finally awake?” Eric smirked. 

Valeria glared at him and sat in one of the other chairs. “Let’s just get this done, Who do you think is behind it?” 

Eric leaned back. “Someone got up on the wrong side of the coffin.” 

Valeria rolled her eyes. “Just because you want to act childish doesn’t mean I have to.” 

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” Eric looked over at Pam. “Go get us some breakfast will you?” 

“Of course.” 

Once Pam was gone, Eric leaned forward a little. 

Valeria waited a second before speaking. “Well? Who do you think is behind it?” 

“Oh honey, I was serious yesterday when I said I wasn’t sharing with you.” Eric stood up. “That includes breakfast too, you’ll have to find your own.” 

Valeria stood up. “Fine, I will do your job for you without you.” When she got to the door she turned to face Eric again. “And just so we’re clear, I will be letting Queen Sophia know you were uncooperative.” 

Eric opened the door for her. “Go to a bar called Merlotte’s. There I helped.” 

She rolled her eyes. “Giving me one thing isn’t much better.” Valeria shoved past him. 

When she walked into Merlotte’s everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at her, she was used to that happening. She was wearing a red sleeveless dress with a black corset. She loved corsets, it didn’t matter if she wore a dress or pants she always styled her outfits with a corset, perhaps it was because when she was human corsets were a must for women. 

“Not another one.” A man from behind the bar shook his head and sighed. 

Valeria arched her brow. “Another one? Oh, you mean vampire. I would like you to know that yes I am a vampire however some humans dress and look like this.” 

“Look, we don't sell true blood.” the man set the pitcher he had in his hand down. 

 “Sam, come on.” A girl with blonde hair walked over, she turned and smiled at Valeria. “I'm Sookie, and we do sell true blood. Can I get you something?” 

“I don’t drink True Blood, I’m here on business.” Valeria headed to the bar, sitting right in front of Sam and smiling. “Although if you’d like to offer yourself…” 

“No.” Sam glared at her. 

“Suit yourself, although I can make it a very… pleasurable experience.” Valeria winked at him. 

“Business? Are you looking for Bill?” Sookie interrupted. 

Valeria gave Sookie a side-eye. “Do you mean Bill Compton?” 

“Yeah, what other Bill would there be?” Sookie laughed. 

“A lot of people are named... Know what, forget it.” she shook her head. “I can’t believe he lives here and Eric didn’t tell me.” Bill Compton was a vampire she loathed more than Eric, and that was because of everything Eric had done to her. 

“He should be here any minute, I’m sorry Eric didn’t tell you.” Sookie beamed. 

“I gotta get out of here.”

“Valeria?” Bill’s voice came from behind her right as she stood up. 

She turned to face him. “Bill.” 

“What brings you here?” 

“Oh she has business, I assumed with you,” Sookie said before kissing him and walking off. 

Valeria rolled her eyes. “It’s not with you, I’m looking for a human or humans.” 

“At least I'm not the only one that doesn’t like him,” Sam smirked as he walked off. 

“That’s not allowed here.” 

“Not like that you idiot, there have been some incidents lately that need to be taken care of.” 

“I believe Eric is the sheriff of this area, shouldn’t he be taking care of it?” Bill crossed his arms. 

“He was supposed to, but he didn’t get it done in a timely manner so now you get little ole me.” 

“Let me help, the sooner you get the job done the sooner you can leave.” Bill glances at Sookie.

Valeria smirked “If you’re worried about me killing your little plaything like you did mine, I won’t. At least not at this time.” 

“I’ve changed since then, and I want you to know how truly sorry I am for any pain I have caused you in the past.” 

“Funny how one apologizes when they have something to lose, but like I said I'm here for a job and a job only.” Valeria noticed two men fidgeting at a table from the corner of her eye. 

“Well if there is anything I can do to help let me know.” 

Valeria looked over at the men and then back to Bill. “Actually Bill, do you have Eric’s number?” 

“You don’t?” Bill pulled out his phone. “I do have it though.” 

“I don’t like to have numbers of people I don’t talk to.” Valeria shrugged. “Call him and tell him to come to Merlotte’s.” She patted his shoulder. “I’m going to go chat with someone.” She walked over and pulled a chair up to the end of the table the men sat at. 

“Hiya boys.” She gave them a malicious grin. 

“We aren’t fang bangers lady.” One of the men spoke, the other laughed. 

“All I said was hi, but on that topic. You may not be a fang banger but do you know anything about humans taking blood from vampires?” 

“Nope nu uh that is disgusting, almost as disgusting as banging a fanger.” the one that spoke before answered again, while the other started fidgeting under the table again. 

She laid one arm completely on the table, resting her elbow of the other arm on the table next and placing her head between her finger and thumb. “You see, I know Mr. Compton may have everyone feeling safe with his all ‘vampires are nice’ attitude, but let me tell you, not all of us are nice, for instance, I have a bit of a temper you can ask Bill yourself, and I just really hate being lied to.” She grinned “Now let’s try my question again, and I want you to really think about it as if your loved ones' lives depend on it because it does.” 

The man who had been silent scoffed. “Jokes on you, we don’t have anyone.” 

“You think that will stop me? Maybe just maybe I’ll turn you into vampires like me and watch you hate yourself until you finally come to terms, then I’ll wait and watch, and when you find someone you love and can’t live without I will take them from you, force you to watch as I slowly torture them first, because I can wait patiently to get the perfect revenge.” 

“Surely there’s a better way to get the information out of them?” Bill spoke from beside her. 

“Yeah, listen to Mr Compton.”  both men nodded. 

She looked over at the one that had been doing most of the talking. “What is your name? And his?” she nodded towards the other. 

“I’m Isaac and that’s Bobby.” 

She stood up. “Thanks, I enjoy knowing the names of my victims.” She turned and looked at Bill. “Did you call him?” 

“He’s on his way. What are you going to do with them?” 

“That’s my business,” Valeria smirked. 

Bill sighed. “I just really don't think you should..” 

Valeria held up her hand to stop him. “What I do is really none of your concern, seeing as you are not the Sheriff of this area and you are not the Queen nor are you that other guy I don’t like.” 

“Are there any guys you do like?” Bill scoffed. 

“Godric, He is the sweetest guy to ever walk this planet. Although whom I like is not any of your business.” 

“What are you gonna do to us?” Isaac spoke. 

“Torture you until I get the information I want.” 

Bobby gulped. “Okay it was us, but it was Seth’s idea he’s the one that wanted fast money.” 

“And where is this Seth?” 

Isaac glared at Bobby before answering. “We haven’t seen him today.” 

Valeria looked at Bobby. “Is that true?” 

“He’s headed to a known vampire house for the next one.” Bobby’s voice was shaky. 

“Dude!” Isaac kicked him under the table. 

“I have a club to run, this better be good,” Eric spoke as he entered the bar. 

Before she could respond Isaac tried to make a run for it, she grabbed his arm and broke it before tossing him towards Eric and grabbing Bobby. “I found two of three, I did your job in one night.” 

“Hey! Take it somewhere else, this is a family-friendly place!” Sam came out from the back when Isaac screamed in pain. 

Valeria gave a small smile and waved to Sam. “Don’t worry we’re leaving, but if you’d like my number before I go?” 

“No, just leave.” Sam rolled his eyes. 

“Really? Him? You’re going to flirt with him?” Eric looked at her in disbelief as he grabbed Isaac.

Valeria shrugged. “What of it? He’s cute, unlike you.” she walked past him, pulling Bobby along with her. “Now you’re gonna show me where this vampire house is.” 

Bobby nodded. “Okay okay, just don't hurt me.” 

She tossed Bobby in her car and then looked at Eric. “Follow behind me, in case I need assistance with Seth.” 

“Seth?” Eric spoke as he tossed Isaac in the trunk of his car. 

“The third guy, he’s currently getting their next vampire,” Valeria replied as she got in her car. “Just follow me and try not to get in the way too much.” 

“Okay, Bobby. I need you to text or call Seth whichever you would normally do. Tell him you need him to come outside, say you and Isaac are on the way because a vampire went into Merlotte’s and was asking questions.” Valeria looked over at him. 

Bobby nodded and pulled out his phone, his hands shaking. “Are you going to kill us?” 

“I’m not, but a different vampire most likely will.” Valeria shrugged. “We don’t take too kindly to our blood being stolen.” 

“But don’t you do the same thing to humans?” 

“I personally don’t, yes I don’t drink that True Blood stuff but I always get consent from the human I feed on.” Valeria looked at him for a moment. “Consent is everything.” 

“So if we had the vampire’s consent it would be okay?” 

“No, I mean if it was up to me then yes but no because it’s not up to me.” 

“That's contradicting.” Bobby scoffed. “Ok, Seth will be outside.” 

“I agree. It is very contradicting.” She parked the car a few feet away from the house. 

Eric was already standing beside the car when she opened the door and got out. “Stay here, make sure Bobby doesn’t try to run.”

Eric grabbed her arm. “You had me follow you, to babysit a human?” 

“Yeah, because I thought maybe just maybe even you couldn’t fuck that job up.” she dug her nails into his arm as she removed his hand from her. “Now be a good boy and stay.” 

She heard him growl as she walked away. Valeria went around the back, making sure to be quiet. She could hear Seth’s heart racing. When she got him in her sight he was pacing back in forth, a large cooler in his hand. “Come on, Bobby.” It was a mere whisper but she could tell he was freaking out. 

“Bobby, can’t make it but he sends his regards.” Seth jumped when Valeria spoke. 

“W-who are you?” Seth froze, his hand clenching onto the cooler.

“It’s funny, you can take blood from a vampire yet you can’t stand in front of one without being a scared little boy.” Valeria chuckled. “Let me guess, you find a way to weaken them first? With the help of Bobby and Isaac. And once the vampire is weak, they hang out at the bar to keep an ear out while you collect the blood.” 

“S-something like that.” Seth gulped. 

She walked closer causing Seth to back up, she grabbed his arms and smirked. “You can’t outrun me.” she licked her fangs. “What? You gonna pee your pants like a scared little boy? If so, you are not riding in my car.” 

“If I say I will, does that mean you will let me go?” Seth looked at her.

“Nice try, I didn’t come alone.” She winked and dragged him to her car. Eric was leaning against her door, arms crossed. 

When Eric saw her he looked at Seth, the cooler then back at her. “Is the vampire okay?” 

“I don’t fucking know, I had Bobby make sure Seth was outside then I brought him to the car before he could run, put him in your car and I will go check.” 

Eric stood straight up. “No, you can put him in the car and babysit the humans and I will go check on the vampire.” 

“I swear, Eric I wi-”

“He’s dead.” Seth spoke. 

“Excuse me?” Eric was inches from Seth. 

“T-the vampire, he’s dead.” Seth lifted the cooler. “This is the last of his blood.” 

“Well,” Valeria pushed Seth to Eric. “Looks like we can just go back to Fangtasia.” 

“Why does he have to ride with me?” Eric grabbed Seth’s arm. 

Valeria smirked as she opened her car door. “Because if he pisses himself it will be in your car not mine.” 

Eric clenched his fist, walked to the trunk of her car, opened it and tossed Seth in, slamming it shut. 

“Eric! You get him out.” 

Eric ignored her and got back in his own car. Valeria growled but followed behind him.  

When they got back to Fangtasia she looked at Bobby. “I suggest you just willingly go in, if I have to chase you we will have problems.” 

“I won't run.” Bobby sighed. 

“Good, now you can get out and go straight inside.” She unlocked the car. Once she saw Bobby enter the club she opened her trunk and grabbed Seth. “Let’s go.” 

She followed behind Eric as he headed in and down to the basement. Bobby had followed behind Eric and in front of Valeria. 

Once they had them chained up Eric turned and faced her. “There, now you can leave.” 

She nodded. “I can, however I think I want to play a little before I do. What time is Longshadow coming in?”

“Why?” 

“Because he is who I want to play with.” She shrugged. 

“I think you should just go, Longshadow has to tend to the bar. He doesn’t have time to entertain you.” Eric smiled

“If I didn’t know any better I would swear you were jealous.” she patted his chest. “It’s okay, I won't take up too much of his time.” She headed back up. 

When Longshadow stepped into the club she was beside him. “Hello.” 

“You’re still here?” He looked at her as he walked to the bar. 

“Yeah but now I can play, the job is done.” She leaned on the bar.

Longshadow smirked. “I’m busy.”

“The club isn’t even open yet, we have time.” 

Eric walked over, “Why don’t you just take no for an answer and leave.” 

She turned to face him, “Fine, I’ll leave.” 

“Good.” 

The second she turned to leave, Eric pulled her back, turning her to face him and kissing her. She shoved him away. “What the hell!” 

“I miss you, what I did was a mistake.” 

“Yeah a mistake you can’t apologize for with a kiss.” 

Eric sighed “I promised you forever.”

She nodded, “Yeah, well.” she stepped back from him. “Sometimes, forever just doesn’t last that long.” 

“Come on Val, even you have to admit we make a great team and we both know we make an amazing couple.” 

She shook her head “it doesn’t matter, you threw me away like I was nothing and I’m not doing that again.” she kissed his cheek “have a good life Eric, goodbye.”

#eric northman #past eric northman x ofc #ofc #oc #true blood #past eric northman x OFC #OFC #vampires #angst #anyfandomgoesbingo #anyfandomangstbingo

[yoursalwaysadrora]

Home

an excerpt from something else i'm working on. i stopped caring about True Blood's writing when they killed of the absolute treasure trove that was Godric.

He lifts his head when he hears the door lock click. She stands in the doorway, draped in black velvet, and the backlighting gives her an uncanny look. She brushes her hand over the fabric, along her curves, and his eyes follow the trail. 

“What do you think?”

“Stunning,” he breathes, gaze restlessly rolling over every inch. “Come back to me?” he whispers, tentatively offering a hand. Everything stills for a moment and he hopes she knows it isn’t just about the fucking dress. 

She crosses the room and ignores his gesture. Instead, she places her left hand on the side of his neck while the other hikes her skirt up her thigh. She rests her knee between his legs and pulls him close to her chest. 

She could swear he fucking purred.

He nuzzles into her collarbone, pressing a kiss just above the sweetheart neckline. She threads her fingers into the hair at the base of his skull, twisting softly before giving it a harsh tug. He detaches from her skin and his fangs threaten to cut his lips. Her eyes are hard, a thick sheet of glass when he finds them.

“Never again.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. 

He doesn’t want to fight anymore anyway.

His eyes flutter closed and she guides his face back to her throat. His lips brush against her carotid and something strikes him in the chest, violent and bloody and cataclysmic. He stands, frame swallowing hers as he crowds her against the wall. She arches into him and makes this breathy sound that sends him into a spiral. 

He feels like he’s made of cotton. All these things that he expected to be sharp and biting were blurred around the edges. His kisses sloppy and tongue languidly tracing her veins. His brow relaxing and grip slacking. He fell under her touch much like he fell under the sun. He could fight it all he liked but he would eventually have to succumb.

And, oh, Gods, did it feel good to finally give in.

#true blood #godric #godric x oc #eric northman

[jplupine]

It was too tempting to have Uriel make a cameo.

[It didn't turn out quite like I was hoping, but close enough lmao]

Full: Pillowfort

#Bound in Blood #Uriel #Eric Northman #True Blood #True Blood oc #concubus #exophilia #fanfic art #fanart #vampire #demon #oc x canon #blood #lemon #minors dni #nonbinary character #Wolf does fanart

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#update #the third stackhouse #true blood #true blood fanfiction #eric northman #eric x oc

[moonlitdesertdreams]

By the Sea (part 1/?)

A/N: Why am I on a True Blood kick in February of 2024? I have no idea, but please enjoy if you also are. Tags: Eric Northman, vampires, Eric Northman True Blood, True Blood Imagines, Eric Northman x OC, Eric Northman x mythical creature!reader, Eric Northman x Reader WARNINGS: Canon-typical swearing, overwhelming amounts of sweet, confused Eric Summary: Eric's been cursed to forget all his memories, but you stick out... and have to deal with the aftermath.

Word count: 1.6k+

You had no interest in meeting with the new King of Louisiana.

Bill Compton’s new position as King had given you nothing but pause, and part of you recognized his calling upon Eric as a power play.

So you lounged in the back office at Fangtasia, drifting in and out of consciousness. You could hear the faint arguing between Sookie and Pam in the other office, no doubt about relinquishing ownership of Sookie’s house. The same issue, you assumed, that Bill had requested Eric to discuss. You chuckled at the remembrance that it was your idea to buy the decrepit old farmhouse when Sookie went missing, both to keep an eye on the new King and have a safe haven for Eric away from Fangtasia. 

Despite never being fully human, sleeping was one of your favorite indulgences. And tonight you were content to let Eric handle Mr. Compton’s silly requests while Pam argued with Sookie in the other room and you remained at ease. The couch in Eric’s office was worn and comfortable, and you settled yourself underneath one of his jackets, propped against the armrest. When Sookie’s annoying voice drifted away, you were left with the dull roar of protestors outside Fangtasia. 

Dreams of blue seas and daylight walks with Eric plagued your mind. The warmth of the sun on your skin, and the golden dance of his hair in a Mediterranean breeze flitted by, and you relished in the fuzzy feeling it brought. 

But the invigorating daylight suddenly vanished, replaced with a drab gray office and the annoying scream of a cell phone. You quickly realize it was not in fact your cell phone, but the Fangtasia office phone ringing obnoxiously on Eric’s desk. The sound of Pam and her… company through the wall gave you the idea she wasn’t getting to the phone anytime soon, so you yawned and climbed to your feet, having half a mind to let it ring till it quieted. 

However, the newest anti-Vampire movement was raging, and everything at Fangtasia now was about saving face and playing nice. You picked up the receiver and tucked it in the crook of your shoulder, putting on your best vampire purr. 

“Thank you so very much for calling Fangtasia. How may I be of service?”

“Y/N?” 

You grimace, recognizing Sookie’s sing-song twang. “What do you want?”

“Listen, this is no time for your normal attitude-”

A snarl breaks through your lips. “Watch your mouth, brat. I’ll be on that doorstep before you draw in your next breath.”

“Y/N!” Sookie breathes heavily. “It’s Eric. I found him walking down the road on my way back.”

You stiffen. Sookie’s house was less than a mile from Compton’s, and the thought of what happened to Sophie-Ann at his mansion invaded your mind. 

“What’d Compton do to him?”

“This wasn’t Bill.” Sookie’s tone was defensive in spite of everything he’d put her through. “I’m not sure who did this. Y/N… he doesn’t remember me. Or, much of anything. He keeps saying your name.”

Your slow-beating heart ticked up a notch. “You’re home?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you soon.”

You call on every power you have, letting your eyes fall closed. Teleportation was more of just extremely fast flying, mostly manageable but just exhausting. Sookie’s front porch materializes in your mind, and shortly after you feel a warm Louisiana breeze on your face. The sound of screaming cicadas followed, ringing your ears to the point of a migraine. 

Before you can get a hand on the doorknob, the wooden panel flew open. Six feet and five inches of blonde viking greeted you, big hands palming at your shoulders and arms as he drew you close in an instinctual embrace. Sookie’s scent caught your attention as well, but your face was buried in Eric’s bare chest, too busy reveling in his closeness to care. He hummed against your hair nonsensically, nose nuzzled into the roots. 

“Älskling” Darling. 

He murmured the Swedish word into your hair, pushing a soft rumble through his chest. You finally found it in you to return the embrace, rubbing what you imagined to be reassuring circles on his torso. His behavior was startling, as public affection was not his favorite. He wasn’t afraid of it, per say, but he was more brutish. Eric was possessive and pushy, grabbing onto you and nuzzling against your body to mark you with his scent before visiting vampires or their nests. Coddling and dotting outside of that was usually reserved for the bedroom and private rooms away from prying eyes. 

“Eric?” You take a step back, and your heartstrings tug painfully on one another. 

His blue eyes are wide, full of confusion and apprehension The air of calm and power he usually carries is missing, replaced with the naivety of a scared child. You reach a hand up to cup his cheek. 

“What happened, my love?” You whisper, ushering him to sit on the porch swing.

As you walk away from the entryway, Sookie’s eyes meet yours. She nods briefly, and steps away before closing the door with a soft ‘click’. Eric reaches for you once he’s settled on the cushions. You allow him to have a hold of your hand, but maintain a bit of space and sit cross-legged facing him. 

“I’ve missed you.” He murmurs, even though you saw him less than five hours ago. 

The gush and fluttering of human emotions was something you haven’t felt in years. “I know. What’s the last thing you remember?”

“The sea.” Eric takes your hand with both of his. “Where we met. You were so beautiful.”

His words were full of emotion and love, and you hated that your face blanched. When you met, when he could smell and taste the shore of the North Sea as it danced under sunlight, was the last few days of his humanity.

“Do you remember what happened to you tonight?” You implore him to continue, trying not to choke at the sight of his ruffled hair. 

Eric’s face fell, far away from the contented glaze he had when speaking about the sea. “I know I am a vampire. You are mine. But I… I don’t-”

“Shhh, Shhh.” You hush him gently. “That’s okay.”

Eric shakes his head, gripping your wrist as if you could take his memories via osmosis. He mutters in Swedish, and you prompt him to speak up. The words he utters tell you of flashes he’d seen, but couldn’t provide any context. 

“Det var hon, men det var inte hon.” It was her, then it wasn’t her. 

The description is of a face morphing from older to younger, but nothing more. 

What the hell had Bill Compton done to him?

Sure, Eric recalled a woman’s face, but there was nothing to say Bill didn’t set him up. You were suddenly pissed at yourself for not accompanying him to the new King’s hold. You hadn’t so much as asked why he was going. Pam was her normal stoic self upon hearing about him being beckoned, but you bet she had asked why. 

“Eric?” His eyes are fixed on you, unwavering and diligent. 

“Yes, my queen?” 

You almost blush at the pet name. “Can you go sit inside with Sookie? I just have to call someone.”

A lopsided grin stretches his face. “Anything for you.” 

Eric leans in and meshes his lips with yours, and it’s the sweetest kiss he’s ever laid on you. There’s no possessive undertone, no domineering fangs brushing against your lips. It’s an innocent show of affection, driven by absolute base instinct and a loss of personality. 

“I love you.” He murmurs, breath fanning over your lips. 

“I know.”

That amnesiatic smile twists his lips again, and he shuffles back into the farmhouse. You dwell for a moment on the odd behavior before withdrawing your cell phone and immediately dialing Fangtasia.

“Good evening, Fangtasia, Northern Louisiana’s most fang-tastic club. What do you want?”

On any other day, you would have laughed at Pam’s greeting. And you tried so hard to be nice. 

“Pam it’s me.”

“Are you really callin’ me from the other office? I thought we talked about-” 

“Something happened to Eric.” You stop her,  “I don’t know what’s wrong.”

The line goes silent, and you half expect her to come rushing onto the porch as you had. 

“Elaborate.”

“Sookie called me… She found him wandering down the road on the way home from Fangtasia. He doesn’t remember anything.” You force yourself to keep your voice steady.

“What do you mean, anything?”

You sigh. Nervous Pam is not good for anyone. “The last thing he recalls is the last days he was human…. When we met. He knows what he is but not who.”

Pam’s voice quakes, and you can’t tell if it’s anger or fear. “Bill set him up.”

You raise a brow. “I had an inkling. What did he go there for?”

“Some new coven of fuckin’ witches in Shreveport. Rumored to have been practicin’ necromancy.”

Your blood runs cold. “And Bill sent him in alone?”

“Probably knew it was a trap, too. Wouldn’t be the first time he’s tried to get rid of Eric.” Her hatred of Bill is palpable, even through the shoddy phone connection. “If the AVL finds out, they might sign off on assassinating Eric.”

“Alright.” You scrub a hand down your face. “Thanks Pam. I’m gonna take care of him”

“Y/N… be careful. I don’t trust Sookie.” 

Said southern belle is trying to covertly look at you through the window and you turn away. 

“You know I will.” A pause. “And Pam?”

“You get all mushy with me and it’s just gonna piss me off.”

You laugh for the first time that night. “Just do me a favor and don’t worry.”

The line disconnects, and you know she’s worrying. From inside the house, Eric smiles at you, dopey face swaying ever so slightly in the window frame. You look at the sky, wishing you didn’t know there was no such thing as God. 

“Fuck my life.”

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I’ve been thinking about Godric and Eric’s dynamic (thanks to ur prev post) and it got me thinking! If u were to date Godric, then Eric would also be fairly close to u, right? Not only is Godric protecting u, but so is Eric !! So sweet !! And not scary at all LMAO having those two at ur defense? Yeah, no one’s fucking with u 🤭 —Anon of Gaul

Vampire Say, Vampire Do

I can go into heavy detail, AND I WILL (sorry it's late I was moving for uni nonny:) )

Pairing: Godric/Eric Northman x OFC/You

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Oh, Nonny you have no idea what you’ve just reawoken in me. 

So you know that scene where Godric changed Eric, “I’ll be your father, your brother, your child.”

So yes. 

Stemming from what I wrote in Between Blood and Barren Homes there is obviously everything that encapsulates Godric and Eric’s relationship, but also the beginning of not only your relationship with Godric but with Eric as well

So the beginning looks like this;

To Eric, you were just a human with a skill he needed

A means to an end, someone who will help him find and locate his Maker, more than that, you’d bring Godric back from the Deep Dark he had found himself in over the past however long

But when he sees you and Godric together, there’s something instantaneous that Eric notices before even you or Godric

At first he thinks maybe it’s the power, at first maybe he tries to ignore it 

But what’s that thing they say about pain? About how it demands to be felt?

My headcannon with the OC I wrote is that, while to some degree she is able to see the pain of vampires and you know kinda like UNO reverse it, with Godric it’s more intense. It’s more than anything she’s ever felt before

Both of them, really

And it backfires

And it bleeds 

And Eric is the first to notice that

But you do help

Through the pain you help, and through the blood you help

And he notices a shift in Godric, he notices the same laughter and the same playfulness as the very day he appeared over Eric’s funeral pyre with that soft laugh and that heinous suggestion of damning Death 

And Eric can’t let you go back after this

He can’t have you go back to your normal life, not when the old Godric is so close, not when he can see the will of life in his eyes again

So he does whatever he can to protect you, to keep you safe, to keep you warm

It starts small at first, you barely notice it. Kinder words, less harsh ones, Eric making sure you’re fed often, you’re not bothered by any other vampires (because you were, initially, Eric didn’t care too much then as long as you were alive)

The real change in the dynamic happened when Godric himself realised you were important to him

Maybe not important IMPORTANT, but maybe when the thought of you being absent from his daily routine… irked him, just a bit

And that’s where the titles came into play

Because now Eric was protecting you like a father, watching over you like a brother, and treating you like a child (in the sense that he was being kinder, more soft, like you were a thing cherished)

And Godric notices that too, that shift in Eric

Because Godric knows Eric. He knew Eric as a fledgling, as a newborn, as a Viking-human for some time, he knew Eric with Sylvie, he knew Eric with Pam, he knew Eric as Sheriff and every century between all of that. And he knows when Eric is treating a human differently 

But he doesn’t know why YET

And a part of him… well, a part of him hates Eric for it, to be honest

Because at the end of the day, Godric is two-thousand years old, yes, and it’s been those two-thousand years since he’s ever felt something even infinitely close to what he feels for you and he’s jealous and he's scared 

Because why can you talk so easily to Eric?

Why do you let Eric touch you and help you put on your shoes or bring you food or see you to your room at night?

Why does your voice sound so much lighter, and your laugh so much easier, and your eyes– fuck. And he hates himself for it

There’s no reason he should be thinking like this about a human Eric has in his company, really, there’s no reason he should be thinking about this of a human at all

But look at you, Gods, look at how beautiful you are

And he wants you to look at him

Please

Please?

Please

Just one glance

Look this way just once

Accidentally intentionally catch his eye across the room, linger your gaze on his, please? Let him see you to bed, let him hold your hand as you put your shoes on

Let him be the one who protects you?

̶L̶̶o̶̶w̶̶k̶̶e̶̶y̶ ̶I̶ ̶t̶̶h̶̶i̶̶n̶̶k̶ ̶m̶̶y̶ ̶D̶̶P̶ ̶f̶̶a̶̶n̶̶t̶̶a̶̶s̶̶y̶ ̶b̶̶e̶̶g̶̶a̶̶n̶ ̶w̶̶i̶̶t̶̶h̶ ̶t̶̶h̶̶e̶̶s̶̶e̶ ̶t̶̶w̶̶o̶ ̶a̶̶s̶ ̶w̶̶e̶̶l̶̶l̶ ̶l̶̶i̶̶k̶̶e̶

You CANNOT tell me that once everything was done and settled, and they both realised how important you were not only to themselves, but to each other, that they WOULDN’T CONSIDER–

Listen. Two thousand years is a long time, and Eric and Godric were together for 900 of those years. At least once in their long, long, long lifetimes, certainly they would have shared, no?

Oh, to be loved by these two men 

To be held and sucked and kissed and pulled and pushed

#longing #so much longing #angst #sad #godric #true blood #tv show #godric x ofc #godric x reader #fanficiton #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #vampires #southern gothic #true blood imagines

[spice-honey]

Chapter 10 of Harder They Fall is up

FFnet | Ao3

Fandom: True Blood

Ship: Eric x OFC, Godric x OFC

Summary: The Bellefleur sisters grew up in the elite of New Orleans, daughters of a legacy that was bigger than they knew. A legacy Eric and Godric are eager to unravel, but it may reveal dark secrets of the past none of them ready to face.

Word count: 47k

Tags: 10 years after season 7, mostly canon, Godric lives, Terry lives, mature content, graphic descriptions of violence, Succession inspired, family drama, consensual smut only (as always), enemies to lovers, but also friends-ish to lovers. TW: Su1cide themes, heavy drinking, drug use

#true blood #true blood fanfic #true blood fanfcition #eric northman x oc #godric x oc #eric northman fanfic #eric northman fanfiction #godric fanfiction #godric fanfic #godric true blood #eric northman

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Ship Wishlist. These are ships I want in no particular order, under the cut for length. hmu if you're interested in these!

Geralt x Jaskier (The Witcher)

Geralt x anyone, male or female, canon or oc idc just ship with him pls

Delena (TVD)

Stelena (TVD)

Datherine (TVD)

Katherine/Stefan (TVD)

Hizzie (Legacies)

Cloud Strife x anyone

Johnlock (BBC Sherlock)

Bangel (BTVS)

Buffy/Spike (BTVS)

Cordelia x Angel (ATS)

Matt Murdock x literally anyone (Daredevil)

Sara Lance x literally anyone (DCTV)

Daenerys/Jon (game of thrones)

Hannigram (Hannibal)

Connor Walsh x any male (HTGAWM)

Olivia/Elliot (SVU)

Olivia x anyone, she deserves love (SVU)

Bo Dennis x anyone (Lost Girl)

Angel Evanglista x anyone (Pose)

Dean Winchester x anyone (supernatural)

Wincest (yes i'm going there, fight me. SPN)

Sookie Stackhouse x Eric Northman (true blood)

Tara Thorton x Pam (True Blood)

Sookie x anyone

Tara x anyone

Joe Goldberg x anyone, idc just let me write his creepy ass in ships

Johnny Silverhand x Kerry (cyberpunk)

Johnny x V (cyberpunk)

Johnny x anyone (cyberpunk)

Lara Croft x anyone (Tomb Raider)

Nathan Drake x anyone (Uncharted. Games, not movie)

Jason Kolchek x anyone (house of ashes)

Louis x anyone (ITWV, show verse)

Deacon St. John x anyone (days gone)

Sebastian x Joseph (the evil within)

Sebastian x anyone (the evil within)

Lucifer Morningstar x anyone (lucifer)

Deckerstar (lucifer)

Dexter Morgan x anyone (keep in mind he's hard to ship with)

Carina/Maya (grey's anatomy/station 19)

Choni (riverdale)

Bughead (riverdale)

Barchie (riverdale)

Archie/Jughead (riverdale)

Klaus Hargeeves/John Constantine (i just think this would be a neat crossover ship)

Klaus Hargreeves/Diego (fite me.)

Klaus Hargreeves x anyone (TUA)

Harley x anyone (DCU)

Eddie/Venom x anyone really (MCU, keep in mind ships with eddie will always be a thurple with venom)

Billy x Steve

Billy x Eddie

Billy x Nancy

Billy x anybody tbh

and literally any of my canons vs ocs or crossover ships because I love me some ocs and crossover ships.

#ship wishlist

[nightwingshero]

Ship Songs

I was tagged by @simonxriley @aceghosts @baldurrs @marivenah to list 5-10 songs for a ship, thank you lovelies!! I’m definitely going to cheat because I love tag games with music regarding ocs. I go ham on playlists. Thank you so much for the tag!!!

Tagging: @detectivelokis @jinfromyarikawa @playstationmademe @socially-awkward-skeleton @shegetsburned @sstewyhosseini @voidika @direwombat @fadedjacket @vampireninjabunnies-blog @glowwormsmith @inafieldofdaisies and whoever else!!! I really went for their throats and I might have teared up a bit at Anna’s last song tbh. Below the cut because I did...a few ships. (Also this has been sitting in my drafts for weeks, so if you’ve already been tagged--ignore me).

Wren Blake x John Seed (x: two scales balanced)

I’ll Follow You - Shinedown

Just like the tower we never built And the shadow of all the guilt When the other hand was pointed at you Yet the first step is the one you believe in And the second one might be profound

Silvertongue - Young the Giant

Trying to think of a way to get started Stutter, my full train of thought just departed Taste of Mezcal on my breath Let me get this off your chest Open my mind, but the gems falling out Make you lose control

Unholy Confessions - Avenged Sevenfold

"I'll try, " she said as he walked away "Try not to lose you" Two vibrant hearts could change Nothing tears the being more than deception, unmasked fear "I'll be here waiting tested and secure" Nothing hurts my world Just affects the ones around me When sin's deep in my blood You'll be the one to fall

Hold Me Down - Halsey

Selfish, taking what I want and call it mine I'm helpless, clinging to a little bit of spine They rush me, telling me I'm running out of time They shush me, walking me across a fragile line I sold my soul to a three-piece And he told me I was holy He's got me down on both knees But it's the devil that's tryna Hold me down, hold me down Sneaking out the back door, Make no sound Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for

Empty Gold - Halsey   

I, I must confess How hard I tried to breathe Through the trees of loneliness You, you must confess How hard you need to see Through the heart beating out my chest Feel like we've been falling down Like these autumn leaves But baby don't let winter come Don't let our hearts freeze If the morning light don't steal our soul We will walk away from empty gold Dark as midnight sun Smoke as black as charcoal Fills into our fragile lungs 'Cause when our demons come Dancing in the shadows To a game that can't be won

Wren Blake x Eric Northman (x: eternally yours)

Gods & Monsters - Lana Del Rey

In the land of Gods and Monsters I was an angel looking to get fucked hard Like a groupie incognito, posing as a real singer Life imitates art You got that medicine I need Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart, please I don't really wanna know what's good for me God's dead, I said, "Baby, that's alright with me"

Tear You Apart - She Wants Revenge

Either way he wanted her and this was bad He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy Now a little crush turned into a like And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell herI want to hold you close Skin pressed against me tight Lie still, and close your eyes girl So lovely, it feels so rightI want to hold you close Soft breasts, beating heart As I whisper in your ear I want to fucking tear you apart

The Sharpest Lives - My Chemical Romance

There's a place in the dark where the animals go You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo I've really been on a bender and it shows So why don't you blow me A kiss before she goes Give me a shot to remember And you can take all the pain away from me Your kiss and I will surrender The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead A light to burn all the empires So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be In love with all of these vampires So you can leave like the sane, abandon me

THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND - Bad Omens

You're in the walls that I made with crosses and frames Hanging upside down For granted, in vain, I took everything I ever cared about I miss the way you say my name The way you bend, the way you break Your makeup running down your face The way you fuck, the way you taste When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind

Siren - Kailee Morgue

There's a bright side To every wrong thing If you're looking at me through the right eyes Darkness in my name Don't you wanna come and play on the cool side Don't be so shy There's a pleasure in hidin' from the sun No, I was never one for pretty weather I'd rather be a creep, baby, follow me into the water I'll take you to the darker This could be perfection A venom drippin' in your mouth Singin' like a siren Love me while your wrists are bound You've been seeing me in your dreams but I'll be there when your reality drowns

Whitney Seed x Joseph Seed (x: far from eden)

Losing My Religion - R.E.M.

Oh life is bigger It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much I set it up That's me in the corner That's me in the spot-light Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I haven't said enough

Off To The Races - Lana Del Rey

Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Château Marmont Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes Says it feels like heaven to him Light of his life, fire of his loins Keep me forever, tell me you own me Light of your life, fire of your loins Tell me you own me, gimme them coinsAnd I'm off to the races, cases of Bacardi chasers Chasin' me all over town 'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facin' time again at Rikers Island And I won't get out Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me I'm your little scarlet, starlet, singin' in the garden Kiss me on my open mouth

From Eden - Hozier

Babe, there's something wretched about this Something so precious about this Oh what a sin To the strand a picnic plan for you and me A rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

Hard Feelings - Lorde

I light all the candles Cut flowers for all my rooms I care for myself the way I used to care about you These days, we kiss and we keep busy The waves come after midnight I call from underwater Why even try to get right? When you've outgrown a lover The whole world knows but you It's time to let go of this endless summer afternoon Hard feelings These are what they call hard feelings of love When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold, oh oh Alone with the hard feelings of love God I wish I believed you when you told me this was my home, oh oh Three years, loved you every single day, made me weak, it was real for me, yup, real for me Now I'll fake it every single day 'til I don't need fantasy, 'til I feel you leave But I still remember everything, how we'd drift buying groceries, how you'd dance for me I'll start letting go of little things 'til I'm so far away from you, far away from you, yeah

Talk - Hozier

I'd be the last shred of truth In the lost myth of true love (hey ya) I'd be the sweet feeling of release Mankind now dreams of (hey ya) That's found in the last witness Before the wave hits Marveling at God (hey ya) Before he feels alone One final time And marries the sea Imagine being loved by me I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things I would do So I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things we could do So I'll try to talk refined for fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you

Grace Harding x Charles Smith (x: meet me in the woods)

Better Love - Hozier

And I've never loved a darker blue Than the darkness I have known in you, own from you You, whose heart would sing of anarchy You would laugh at meanings, guarantees, so beautifully When our truth is burned from history By those who figured justice in fond memory, witness me Like fire weeping from a cedar tree Know that my love would burn with me We'll live eternally

In the Cold, Cold Night - The White Stripes

I can't stand it any longer I need the fuel to make my fire bright So don't fight it any longer Come to me again in the cold, cold night In the cold, cold night And I know that you feel it too When my skin turns into glue You will know that it's warm inside And you'll come run to me, in the cold, cold night In the cold, cold night In the cold, cold night In the cold, cold night

Wait By The River - Lord Huron

And the stars fill the river As it flows into the sky And the mind leaves the body And floats higher and higher If we can't be together I will leave this world behind If I can't touch your body Can I touch the sky? I will wait by the river I will wait by the river I will wait by the river I will wait by the river

Silence - Marshmello, Khalid

I'm in need of a savior (savior), but I'm not asking for favors My whole life, I've felt like a burden I think too much, and I hate it I'm so used to being in the wrong, I'm tired of caring Loving never gave me a home, so I'll sit here in the silence I found peace in your violence Can't show me, there's no point in trying I'm at one, and I've been quiet for too long I found peace in your violence Can't show me, there's no point in trying I'm at one, and I've been silent for too long

Would That I - Hozier

So in awe there I stood as you Licked off the grain Though I've handled the wood I still worship the flame Long as amber of ember glows All the wood that I'd loved is long ago And it's not tonight (Oh, oh) When I'm set alight (Oh, oh) And I blink inside (Oh, oh) Oh, your blinding light (Oh, oh) Oh, that's not tonight (Oh, oh) When you hold me tight (Oh, oh) All the fire bright (Oh, oh) Oh, let it blaze alright (Oh, oh) Hope you're good to me Hope you're good to me (Oh, oh) Hope that you're good to me Baby (Oh, oh) Oh, oh, you're good to me You're good to me (Oh, oh) Hope that you're good to me, baby (Oh, oh)

Anna Dubois x Arthur Morgan (x: wait by the river)

Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez, Em Beihold

Heaven When I held you again How could We ever just be friends? I would rather die than let you go Juliet to your Romeo How I heard you say "I would never fall in love again until I found her" I said, "I would never fall unless it's you I fall into" I was lost within thе darkness, but then I found her I found you

Outlaws - Au/Ra

Oh, now that we got blood on our hands No, we'll never hide the contraband No, let me not surrender, if we go down its together I'm gonna make a stand 'Cause we are outlaws, wave your guns facing that forty-fives We are outlaws, know we're there taking our heart to life We got gold in our pockets and this love that we got Its beating in our chests like the wild wild west

Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey

I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now Channeling angels in the new age now Hot summer days, rock and roll The way you'd play for me at your show And all the ways I got to know Your pretty face and electric soul Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven Please let me bring my man When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in Father, tell me if you can All that grace, all that body All that face makes me wanna party He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

It Will Come Back - Hozier

I know who I am when I'm alone I'm something else when I see you You don't understand, you should never know How easy you are to need Don't let me in with no intention to keep me Jesus Christ, don't be kind to me Honey, don't feed me, I will come back It can't be unlearned I've known the warmth of your doorways Through the cold, I'll find my way back to you Oh, please, give me mercy no more That's a kindness you can't afford I warn you, baby, each night, as sure as you're born You'll hear me howling outside your door

Dancing With Your Ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan

I stay up all night Tell myself I'm alright Baby, you're just harder to see than most I put the record on Wait 'til I hear our song Every night I'm dancing with your ghost Every night I'm dancing with your ghost Never got the chance To say a last goodbye I gotta move on But it hurts to try How do I love How do I love again? How do I trust How do I trust again?

Thela x Geralt (x: wolves without teeth)

It’s Been Awhile - Staind

And everything I can't remember As fucked up as it all may seem The consequences that I've rendered I've gone and fucked things up again, again Why must I feel this way? Just make this go away Just one more peaceful day And it's been awhile Since I could look at myself straight And it's been awhile Since I said I'm sorry And it's been awhile Since I've seen the way the candles light your face And it's been awhile But I can still remember just the way you taste

Wolves Without Teeth - Of Monsters and Men

And I run from wolves, ooh Breathing heavily At my feet And I run from wolves, ooh Tearing into me Without teeth I can see through you We are the same It's perfectly strange You run in my veins How can I keep you Inside my lungs I breathe what is yours You breathe what is mine

When the Night is Over - Lord Huron

In every window, I pass Your reflection in the glass Makes me wonder if my mind is going Shadows shifting in the rain Slowly driving me insane By the stars above, I know we were in love I have only 'til the night is over I feel the weather change I hear the river say your name I watch the birds fly by I see an emerald in the sky

Moonsea - PHILDEL

There are diamonds on the floor you can't take back There's an eyelash on the board, does she wear black? (I called it, I called it, I called it) All the violence that I swore you could have back There's red varnish on the door, I don't wear that I called it, I called it I called it the moonsea It is a cruel dream From up so high I can hardly decide If you're waving hello or waving goodbye Here in the moonsea It is a cruel dream Don't share the past, if you won't share your heart All that we share is the view of these stars

Can’t Pretend - Tom Odell

Oh, feel our bodies grow And our souls they play, yeah Yeah love I hope you know How much my heart depends, yeah But I guess that's love I can't pretend I guess that's love I can't pretend, oh, oh But I guess that's love I can't pretend I guess that's love I can't pretend, oh, oh

#x: two scales balanced #x: eternally yours #x: far from eden #x: meet me in the woods #x: wait by the river #x: wolves without teeth #my ships #tag games

[alonely-dreamer]

The Valuable Sun | Chapter 24

Summary: Bill, Eric and Brooke are taken to the Authority.

Pairing: Eric x OC

Warnings: 18+

A/N: Please, note that I am French so there might be some mistakes here and there. Apologies for the wait. I do not know when I’ll post again.

Words: 4072

Masterlist

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 (Part 1) | Chapter 23 (Part 2) | Chapter 23 (Part 3)

Tags: @parabatai-winchester @mousee555​ @oh-so-many-fandoms-ohmy

She knew she should say something. But she didn’t know what. Maybe anything would do. But she didn’t feel like speaking. And she had a sense she’d regret it. She stayed out of Eric and Bill’s mind as they were probably thinking the exact same things as her. They were going to die before dawn, they’d never see Sookie again, they’d never have a chance to fix what had been broken.

On the way to New-Orleans, Eric had explained the sanguinista movement to her. Crazy religious vampires who thought Lilith was God and humans only served one purpose: to be food. They were suspected to have infiltrated the AVL and the Authority, which meant keeping the fact that she was a fairy a secret was vital. Under no circumstances were they to find out, because that would be catastrophic. Not only for Sookie and herself, but also for all the fairies that were scattered around the world. They’d be hunted down, and killed, if they were lucky.

There would be no mention of her mind reading abilities, no mention of day walking or of human tears. She was a vampire who could make a strange light come out of her hands, that was all she was. A mystery. To them, to the world.

That was who she had always been to others. But she had always known she was a fairy. She had kept that secret her whole life, even to Sookie. All her sister had ever wanted was to be normal, so she kept it a secret. It wasn’t like anyone would have believed her anyway.

And now, all that Brooklynne wanted was to be normal too. Not human, because she didn’t know what that meant, but normal, living a simple life with her family and friends, not having to worry about the Authority or anyone else that wanted to hunt and kill her and the people she cared about. She wanted to be happy. She wished she could have had happy days with Eric before they had to meet the True Death.

The van stopped and Eric squeezed her hand, not to reassure her, but to say goodbye. “This is it.” “I love you.” “I’m sorry.” She didn’t squeeze back.

He didn’t let go of her hand as they exited the vehicle. She didn’t understand right away that it was because he was afraid they’d take her as soon as they were out of the van. He kept his hand around her wrist and kept her close behind him. It was useless and they both knew it. If they wanted her dead they’d kill her and would have no problem going through him first. But it was her maker’s instinct to protect her and he would until he couldn’t anymore.

They were led to an elevator. Two armed guards joined them inside and positioned themselves behind them. As she felt the elevator move up, she slid her hand in Eric’s and intertwined her fingers with his. He looked down at her, hoping he’d see some forgiveness in her eyes. He didn’t know exactly what he saw in her pupils but at least she didn’t look away this time. She looked right back at him, and, to his relief, he saw no hate there.

As the elevator stopped and the doors opened, she slid her other hand on his arm and moved closer to him. He put his hand on top of hers as the entrance revealed itself. It was surprisingly empty, with only a busy receptionist at the desk. She didn’t even acknowledge their arrival.

“No welcoming party?” Eric said, looking at Bill. “Can’t be good.”

“At least there’s not a firing squad.”

There were led by one of their guards to the next room on their right. Music welcomed them when he opened the door and they entered a big conference room. Five vampires were waiting for them there, with red champagne. Brooklynne recognised Chancellor Akinjide, who gave her an amused smile.

“Congratulations, boys!” the other man, a white tall and well dressed vampire said with a heavy German accent as he welcomed them from where he was sitting at the end of the room.

“There are the boys!” a short red-head woman raised her glass at them.

Chancellor Harris was sitting on her own on one of the two blue sofas that had been arranged into a small relaxing area at the opposite of the large conference table at the other end of the room. Facing her were two women, one whom Brooklynne recognised to be Molly as she congratulated them. The woman to her left must be, according to Eric and Bill’s description, Chancellor Agrippa: Salome. At Molly’s right sat Chancellor Akinjide on a black leathered armchair and to his right was Chancellor Braun on an armchair of his own.

“Hail the Conquering heroes,” Salome said as she made her way to them.

She shook Bill’s hand before she kissed him on the cheek as if they were longtime friends.

“Roman is very impressed,” she continued as she put a hand on Eric’s right arm.

Her eyes finally fell on Brooklynne who was still holding Eric’s left hand, harder now, as if he would be taken away if she let go.

“I’m afraid I don’t know your name.”

“Salome,” Eric cleared his throat, “let me introduce to you my progeny, Brooklynne.”

“Right,” the chancellor smiled as she held out her hand to the hybrid.

Brooke stared at it for a long moment before she took it.

I wonder why she’s here, why did they include her in their plan? Perhaps he doesn’t care about his progeny at all. No, he must, seeing the way he’s protecting her. She’s just a baby vampire. No reason to worry. Russell is here. The plan doesn’t change.

She released the chancellor’s hand as if it had burnt her and seized Eric’s arm again. Salome rose an eyebrow but thought nothing of it. She was just a baby vampire. She was intimidated and scared, that was all.

“Please, join us,” Salome said with a nod as she led them to the sofas.

The petite vampire, Molly, walked up to them with a candid smile. She took a phone out of her jeans pocket and unlocked it.

“And you don’t need these anymore,” she told Eric and Bill.

And as she lifted her hand and reached for Eric’s heart, Brooklynne swiftly seized the techie vampire’s wrist as she took a step forward. Molly jumped and opened her mouth but the deadly look in Brooklynne’s eyes silenced her. The chancellors started to laugh.

“It’s okay,” Eric said as he took his progeny’s hand away from Molly. “She’s just removing the iStake.”

Brooklynne stepped back but didn’t even attempt to apologise to the girl whom she let worked.

“She’s quite protective of you this one,” Chancellor Braun said. “Is that why you brought her along?”

“She helped us a great deal in the capture of Russell,” the Viking replied with a servile tone.

“Our heartfelt congratulations and gratitude to you three, then,” he raised his glass of bloody champagne at them.

“Okay, stand still,” Molly told Eric before she slid her hands under his shirts.

Brooklynne almost growled.

“Don’t want to accidentally set up this thing, would’t that be ironic?”

“No, it wouldn’t,” Brooke told her with a menacing tone.

Bill chuckled. Brooklynne could swear Molly had gulped. Good.

Chancellor Harris started to laugh. “I still can’t believe you snagged that little psychopath alive.”

“Have we learned who released Russell from the ground to begin with?” Eric asked as Molly finally removed the iStake from him.

“Salome has been interrogating Russell but…” Chancellor Akinjide started to say.

“Well, he’s been a little tight-lipped,” Salome finished.

He can’t be asking questions now. There are only so many times I can avoid the question.

Brooklynne frowned. She watched as Salome picked up three glasses of bubbly blood she intended to give to them.

“We should know soon.”

You will all know soon.

“But for a moment at least, let’s celebrate.”

Enjoy the party, boys. Things are about to change.

Eric took the drink she handed to him before he summoned the courage to ask:

“Would it be possible for me to speak to Chancellor Gainsborough?”

The suspicious thoughts of the chancellors echoed in her head, but there was only Salome’s that interested her. 

Don’t worry, you’ll see your sister soon enough.

“Chancellor Gainsborough has revealed her true sanguinist leanings while you were gone,” she informed them.

Bill wasn’t surprised, though saddened by the news. However, Eric was stunned.

“Anyway, I should go back to interrogating Mr. Edgington…”

I have to make sure he understood the plan. Russell is a wild card. Only Lilith can save him. Only she can save us all.

“I’m hoping he will provide us with a wealth of useful intelligence.”

Even the smile she gave them was fake.

“Be careful,” Eric warned her. “He’s the strongest vampire I’ve ever met.”

“Well, he’s been silvered intravenously. He’s quite impaired. Trust me.”

Lies. Only lies came out of that woman’s mouth. But how could Brooklynne safely warn anyone? Would they even believe her?

“Congratulations again, and thank you for all you’ve done. We will not forget.”

Lilith will not forget.

“It was our duty,” Bill smiled at her.

Salome gave him a weird look before she walked away.

“Boy Scout,” Eric whispered.

“Delinquent.”

Brooklynne’s eyes followed Salome who was about to exit the room but a vampire entered through the same door she meant to take.

“My boys! My boys!” he shouted as he spotted Eric and Bill. “There are my boys! From here on out, officially known as the guys who took down Russell Edgington. How’s that sound?” he said loudly, as if any of them were deaf. “Well done, well done.”

He tapped them both on the shoulder before his eyes fell on Brooklynne.

“My apologies,” he smiled at her. “Kibwe did mention you helped as well.”

“She did, Guardian,” Eric nodded.

“Right, and she demonstrated some… abilities,” he inquired after Eric. “How did you describe it, Kibwe, remind me.”

“A light, Guardian. I saw this young vampire here use light against Russell. She stopped him from killing Mr. Northman here.”

“Brave, very brave,” the Guardian nodded, “to expose yourself in order to save your maker. You can’t wish for anything better from your progeny, can you?”

“Indeed,” the chancellors echoed their leader’s sentiment. “Here, here.”

“So, what are you?”

There it was. The questions. The Guardian’s eyes pierced through her, as if he were trying to see inside of her, but she knew that he knew. And he knew that she knew too.

I have no interest in your kind. I’m sure you want to keep it a secret, in fact I’m certain your maker has told you to. Do you know what you are? Fairy?

“Yes, I know,” she said, and even he was surprised to be surprised.

Eric’s worry worsened but the other vampires in the rooms were just confused. The Guardian laughed.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be honest about it.”

“Neither was I.”

“Brooke…” Eric tried to stop her but she raised a hand to silence him.

“I wasn’t going to, but there’s something I know you need to hear.”

The Guardian rose his eyebrows. “I’m listening.”

She took a deep breath, before she moved her eyes on Salome who was standing behind the Guardian.

“She’s the traitor you’re looking for.”

Gasps filled the room and even Eric was too shocked to worry about the implications of her accusations.

“When I shook her hand I heard, I saw. She hasn’t silvered Russell at all. In fact she’s the one who freed him.”

“Impossible!” Chancellor Harris breathed.

“What are you talking about,” Salome laughed nervously.

“If you think I’m lying there are easy ways to find out.”

“Brooklynne,” Eric tried to make her stop.

“Think about it, Eric. You told me she’s the one who helped Nora’s career, she’s the one who convinced your sister to become sanguanista. I saw it, Eric.”

“You cannot come in here and start making insane accusations at a chancellor of the Authority. What proof do you have?” Chancellor Braun asked.

“Like she said,” the Guardian replied. He was pissed. He was fuming. “There are easy ways to find out.”

He gestured for the guards that were posted at each side of each door to move on Salome.

“Arrest Chancellor Agrippa. I will check on Russell myself.”

“It’s a lie!” Salome yelled. “They’re setting me up! Can’t you see?”

“I will see,” Roman snarled. “Lead them to their quarters. Next time I see you three, someone will die.”

***

Eric was alive and that’s all that mattered for the moment. She had been given her own rooms, though she could see they were someone else’s. Personal items were scattered around the room, makeup and dresses in the closets… At least the sheets seemed to have been changed.

She could hear Eric’s erratic thoughts. She could feel him worry. But why would they have to worry? She had told the truth, and the Guardian would see that. And as pissed as he would be about the betrayal of another one of his chancellor’s, he couldn’t exactly put that on them.

She sat on the chaise lounge, not knowing her maker had sat right there just a couple of days earlier. And she waited. And she wished Eric were there so they could talk. So she could explain. Eventually, she started to wonder if she should even feel bad. After all, she could make her own decisions, and she hadn’t endangered any of their lives. In fact, she had saved many lives, including the Guardian’s. He were to be thankful for that, wasn’t he?

Maybe she had done it out of anger and frustration. Maybe she were too tired for these schemes and secret plans. Better to be done now than having to deal with it later on. She had seen Salome’s plans. What would have happened if they had succeeded? It would have been a catastrophe.

About two hours after having been locked in those chambers, she heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Coming for her. She straightened up as the Guardian entered the room. He didn’t seem angry. Or not at her, at least.

“These were Salome’s chambers,” he said. “I’m not sure why I wanted you to see them. Or perhaps, I just wanted to make a point that Chancellor Agrippa was a trusted member of this Authority and now, these rooms are all that is left of it.”

“You killed her?”

“No, no,” he chuckled. “No, she will be given the True Death. But, she has many things to tell us first. Your help would be welcomed.”

“What are you gonna do with Eric?”

He rose an eyebrow. “Your first thought is for your maker. Such loyalty is rare nowadays.” He sighed. “Mr. Northman and Mr. Compton have been given full pardons,” he informed her as he sat in the armchair before her. He crossed his legs as he leaned back. “What do you know of Salome’s plans?”

“She thinks you’ve betrayed all vampires. But she wanted to go by the book, so, she meant for Russell to kill you then pardon him as she would take your place.”

“She thinks the mainstreaming agenda is an abomination, doesn’t she?”

“Yes. As Guardian her first order would have been to put a stop to it.”

“You got all of that from shaking her hand.”

“I looked around inside her head. She’s… old.”

“That she is… that old bitch.”

“What about Nora?”

“What about her?”

“Are you going to kill her?”

“She will be given the True Death. She is, after all, sanguinista.”

“Salome brainwashed her! I saw it. It took years and years of manipulation for her to convince Nora.”

“And she is still convinced. I can’t release Nora as she is now.”

“What if I can get through to her?”

The Guardian frowned. “How do you mean?”

“I could get inside her mind, remind her of what it was like to be human, of a time when she thought differently.”

“What if you can’t help her?”

Brooklynne paused.

“Then I can’t help her.”

“How long have you known Nora?”

“I don’t. I… I met her once.”

“And you would do that for her?”

“She’s Eric’s sister.”

“Indeed… None of us knew Nora was Mr. Northman’s sister.”

“I shouldn’t have said, it was a mistake.”

“That mistake, Miss Stackhouse, is how I know I can trust you.”

She watched as he stood up.

“You will have your chance to speak to Nora. For now, it is time for all of us to rest for the day.”

“Wait! Have you… who else knows…”

“The Chancellors may know, as I did, but they’re under strict orders to keep it confidential.”

She frowned, as she couldn’t understand why he’d even try to protect her secret.

“Why?”

“Few of us know about fairies. But those of us who do know for a reason.”

“Daylight,” she guessed.

He nodded. “The sun is forbidden to us. And it would be against our own laws to allow vampires to go after another vampire. Even if you’re only half a creature of Lilith,” he said as he turned around and made his way to the exit.

“Can I…”

“You may join Mr. Northman in his chambers,” he finished her thought as he disappeared out of the room.

***

She didn’t know what to expect from Eric. He’d be angry, for sure. Worried too. But would he be more pissed than anxious? She had lost all of her confidence from before. She had thought about it while she waited in Salome’s chambers. It wasn’t confidence that had made her do it. It was anger. It was frustration. She was in a room, surrounded with the most powerful vampires in the world, and she had the one information that could save them all, and the only reason she couldn’t tell them was because it was dangerous. Because she was too weak to do it. But she wasn’t weak. She wasn’t strong, or as strong as them, but she wasn’t weak.

Her whole life people had told her what to do, what not to do. But what about what she wanted? It was never considered. It was always about her safety, about what was best for her. And that had led them here. That had led Eric to leave her. Never again.

Two guards opened the door to Eric’s room and they closed it behind her as she disappeared inside. Eric was pacing, worried, no doubt, for both his sister and Brooklynne. But when he heard the door open, he was expecting to see the Guardian or another chancellor, someone to tell him they had killed Nora and taken the gifted vampire away.

She saw the surprise on his face, but mostly the relief in his eyes. He froze, not daring to move, as if she were a hallucination he could blink away. But she kept walking towards him. She was real. She was safe.

“Hey,” she said gently as she stopped before him.

He stared at her, a million thoughts running in his mind. He didn’t know what to do, what to say first. She was expecting another scolding. But it never came.

She felt his lips on hers before she even saw him move. He put his hands on each side of her face as she tiptoed to meet his mouth. He put all of his regret and all of his relief into the kiss.

He kissed her so deeply, as if he were looking for something. Her forgiveness maybe, or just her love. He kissed her like it had been a thousand years since the last time. He kissed her, maybe, to tell her all the things he wanted her to know but for which he hadn’t found the right words. He had looked for them, had tried to find ways to tell her, but it was as if the words didn’t exist, as if they hadn’t been invented yet. So he kissed her, because that was the only thing he could do to let her know how sorry he was. How much it broke his heart to leave her behind, how it had almost killed him to walk away from her. She had to know it was the most painful thing he had ever done, and for four days, those torturous four days he had been away from her, had been convinced he’d never see her again, all of his thoughts had been for her. And he died all over again each day when he woke up at sunset without her. And when he came back, when he entered Fangtasia and saw her on his throne, it was like coming back to life, like his heart had started beating again just to get crushed all over again by the look in her eyes. It had felt like a thousand needles to see that look of betrayal in her eyes, that pain and that anger, and those tears… And though he had tried to remind himself he had done it to protect her, he couldn’t help but regret it, because he might had just lost her while trying to save her. So he had included her in his plans, he wasn’t about to make the same deadly mistake again. He wouldn’t put her aside this time, he would stay with her and never leave her again. Until the Authority came for him and gave him the True Death. Because even if his last days consisted of chasing after Russell Edgington, they’d be the most beautiful days of his life if she were there with him. But he wasn’t dead. And she wasn’t dead. Even after his worst fears came true. Even after all of this and all of that, she was there, she had come for him, and she was kissing him too.

She kissed him because she loved him. She kissed him because she had missed him. She had missed his lips and his hands on her. She had missed his blue eyes, his voice and his subtle accent. She had missed his love. She had missed him. As angry as she was she kissed him. Because that was the only thing that could wash off the last five days. It wouldn’t erase them, but it would make it better, for the moment. Because she had been convinced she’d never see him again and for those four agonising days she had wondered what she’d do with herself and an eternity without him. She could taste his regret and his pain on his lips, and after a while, after they got each other’s clothes off in a desperate hurry, the pain went away. His mouth traveled on her body, and after kissing every inch, biting every weak spot, devouring her like she liked it, his lips started to feel normal again, as if her skin had cleaned him of his sins.

And though she still had things to say, she cast it aside for now, wanting to enjoy the moment. She had thought she’d never see him again, thought she’d never be here again, thought she had lost him forever. Every second with him healed the wound he had given her, filled the hole he had left in her chest. So she laid on the bed and let him worship every bit of her. Let him make amends.

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