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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Finally, Always, & Forever ~Dark!Miss Peregrine xFem Immortal!Reader

@athenodora-sulpicia-writer Request- Miss Peregrine; If you do can you write a one shot with the numbers, 2, 60 and 62 from your Mummy Masterlist all for a female reader/character? And if you write it about Miss Peregrine can you make it dark Miss P?

Hey @athenodora-sulpicia-writer !! Thanks for the request and your patience 😊 I had fun researching Miss P and now I’m happy to say that I can write for her! I got some inspiration from @valentineisrotting on this one 🙃 And I also found a Stela Cole song to go along with it! To me, Love Like Mine appeals to the dark and sacrificial nature of Miss P’s love in this plus the “I’m so good that I’ll make you wanna stay up” line😫 (and much more but that’s the main point). Hope you Enjoy 💋

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#2. “Be a good girl and tie yourself to the bed posts”

#60. “You broke the rules…”

#62. “I might do something I’ll regret…”

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, little angst, little fluff, forbidden love (sort of but not really), kissing, eating out, fingering, punishment, overstimulation, gagging, mistress kink, praise kink, implied degrading kink, implied age gap (all legal), etc.

Enjoy (;

She’d told you to never visit. Not that she didn’t want you to… Hell, she longed for you to. No, because she was afraid they’d catch you.

See, you had what the scientists longed for… True Immortality. That was your peculiarity. You weren’t a simple child anymore, and if had gotten harder and harder to conceal with time. So out of preservation of both your lives, Alma had forbid you from coming to see her in her loops. It was letters only.

But once you’d heard of her loop nearly being damn near destroyed… You couldn’t help the urge to run into the arms of your lover to see if all was well.

You had heard from a friend that Miss Peregrine and her peculiar children had found a new home near New Zealand. So you travelled there and lo and behold, you found the rumored loop and house corresponding with it. You entered and walked through the front gate.

And next to the front door, talking to one of her children, stood the one and only, Alma Peregrine. You suddenly felt all childish again. You’d broken her only rule. But you didn’t care enough about that right now.

As you stood there from afar, mouth agape at your lover, Alma sensed something in the air had changed. You had started to walk up the front path to the house, when her gaze caught yours. A myriad of emotions washed over face.

Anger. Sadness. Pure joy. A little lust…?

As you walked up the house steps, Alma sent her child inside.

Before she could say anything, you began, “I know you told me… not to come… but…” you found yourself a stuttering mess, “but then I heard about you almost getting killed…?! And I just thought that I needed to know you were alright…”

Your gaze met hers as you hit your lips and blushed, unsure what she would do. Suddenly, it was like something broke inside the raven haired goddesses eyes. You gasped lightly as you were suddenly in her tight embrace.

“I was so worried for you…” she whispered.

Your eagerly returned her hug. Her lips peppering kisses all over your face and neck.

“Me? I was worried for you… Are you safe now…?” You whispered.

She nodded and pulled away slightly, growing more distant all of a sudden. Her gaze becoming darker.

“Love…?”

“Even though we’re safe now… You still broke the rules, my dear…”

Your breath hitched slightly. Light blush crept up your cheeks as you apprehensively nodded in recognition of your disobedience.

“I might do something I’ll regret…” She warily warned you.

Afterall, she hadn’t seen you in ages. And now she was getting a chance to lay hands on you once more. At her full Control. She wanted to check in with you first.

“I don’t care.” You whispered, “Use me. Fuck me. Edge me. I’m yours.”

At that, she smirked and nodded, her hand crept up your shoulder, as she brought her lips to the shell of your ear.

“Second floor, last door on the right…” she husked, “Be a good girl and tie yourself to the bed posts…”

Your breath hitched yet again.

“Yes mistress…” you whimpered, scurrying into the house and up the stairs.

You didn’t even register to explain your presence to her children, whom you passed along the way. Luckily, Alma had you covered on that front. As you stripped and dug around her closet for her signature black lace ties, Alma explained to her children a bit about you and your presence here.

When she came into her room, you were struggling in tying your second wrist to the bedposts. You’d already ties both your feet and your left wrist. The raven haired beauty chuckled lightly, and shutting the door, she came over to you.

“Let me help you, dear…” she purred, easily tying your wrist to the bedpost.

You and she both knew this was the nicest she was going to get tonight. After that, her tone and gaze went straight dark. The kind of darkness that made your thighs clench and your breath shallow… She then moved to the edge of the bed, taking in your entire form.

“You broke the rules…” she repeated, this time with an sharp edge to her tone.

You gulped.

“I did, mistress.” You whimpered, squirming under your restraints.

She hummed in satisfaction of your recognition.

“I haven’t touched you in ages…” she wickedly purred, licking her lips.

Even after all this time, it wasn’t hard to remember that she liked verbal answers…

“No, you haven’t, mistress…” you breathily whimpered.

“Safe words?”

“Green for good, yellow for pause, red for stop, and three taps for stop if I can’t speak.”

The raven haired woman hummed in recognition and then began stripping in front of you without another word. You whimpered lightly at the sight of her body, adorning a jaw-dropping sleek, black lingerie set. Your little sounds did not go unnoticed by the other woman. She then climbed on the bed, crawling on top of you.

“You’ll have to be quiet. I won’t have the children hearing your leud sounds.” She warned, “I will gag you if you can’t keep those pretty lips closed.”

You nodded vigorously, pursing your lips together tightly.

~~~

You knew she would punish you for breaking her rules, but fuck…

Why did she have to be so fucking skilled at it…?!

Her tongue dipped into your precious cunt tasting the juices of yet another orgasm which she had pulled out of you. You were a shaking, stuttering mess, who was desperately trying to stay quiet. But your head fell back in pure bliss as her tongue slotted itself inside your core once more.

“Fuck yessssss…” you hissed, tugging on your restraints.

At this, Alma cocked her head up and removed her tongue fully from your heated center. You hit back the whimper which was bound to try and escape you. The raven haired goddess then got up without another word and grabbed your knickers, shoving them in your mouth and effectively gagging you.

~~~

The stamina of this woman, you couldn’t…

She’d been bringing you over the edge for hours, punishing you with the double edged sword of overstimulation. One particular lick to your sensitive and puffy clit, sent you spiraling and spasming. Your back arched and you screamed into your knickers in response.

“Yes, sweet girl, I know your mistresses tongue feels so good. But why are you crying, sweet thing…?” She taunted.

She wasn’t wrong… Your mascara was running down your face. All from the pure utter, overstimulating bliss the woman as bringing you.

“You asked for this when you decided to break the rules…” she wickedly purred, attaching her hot mouth to your clit and sucking harshly.

A desperate cry of painful pleasure left your throat.

“Is this too much for you…?” She taunted, attaching her mouth back quickly on your clit.

You nodded vigorously, pulling tightly against your ties, your body spasming at her touch. But she firmly held your thighs for her easy access.

“That’s odd… look at how your dripping on my tongue…” She chuckled wickedly.

You let out a particularly desperate whine, which was easily muffled by your make shift gag.

“But that’s ok, sweet thing…” She lustfully purred, “If you keep crying like that your mistress will let you cum in her mouth however many times you’d like…”

New tears of pleasure streamed down your face as she brought you to yet another climax, leaving your throat sore and your legs trembling.

“My pretty crybaby…” she cooed while cleaning you up only to go down on your dripping cunt once more.

~~~

Aftercare was a staple for Alma. So when she was done with you, she gently scooped your fragile form up and carried you to her bathtub. She ran the water and then promptly joined you, making sure to live on you and clean you up proper. Then, the two of you snuggled in the water for a while. You nuzzled into her form lovingly.

“Missed you so much…” you murmered into the crook of her neck.

“I missed you too…” Alma whispered, kissing your nose affectionately, “You don’t ever have to leave again, my Dear…”

“I’m yours. Always and Forever…” you murmured, drifting off into a light slumber in Alma’s arms.

~~~

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[swaqcenix]

༻ My Impossible Oiseau | Miss Peregrine ༺

Summary: Ophelia Kestrel is an ymbryne who flees to Miss Peregrine’s loop. The police knock, and all she must do is pretend to be married to Miss Peregrine. That, and not fall in love. Just don’t fall in love with Miss Peregrine for 2 months.

Warnings: 18+, heavy angst, trauma and blood mentions, death, betrayal, eventual smut, a lot of fluff! hurt/comfort, violence and panic attacks

Trope: Forbidden love, fake dating, fake marriage, lying and betrayal, age!gap (legal), friends to lovers?

Pairings: Alma Peregrine x fem!OC

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⇾ Chapter 1: Death by Cuts

⇾ Chapter 2: The tomb of Silence

⇾ Chapter 3: Little white Lies

⇾ Chapter 4: Handprints on my Soul

more to be added soon!!

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[athenodora-sulpicia-writer]

Artemisia x FemReader

A Princess and a Commander

A/N: I haven’t written for Artemisia in a while and I missed writing for her, so when I saw a story that gave me the perfect inspiration I knew I had to give it a go.

Warnings: None

Persia was one of the greatest empires of its time and none could match it strength in battle nor its wealth in knowledge. As such like a great and successful things, there was always someone or something wishing to topple them.

Persia was ruled by the great King Darius he was your father and you were the Princess and Persia's greatest treasure.

There had been threats recently in the capital against your family, this wasn't an uncommon assurance though it seemed the threats were becoming more frequent and closer to home and suddenly the entire palace was on high alert.

You were currently sitting in court to your father's left, whilst your brother Xerxes was sitting to his left. Matters were being discussed and disputes were being settled but you struggled to keep your attention focused entirely on the matters at hand.

your mind drifted from the throne room you were sitting to the ports and watersides that surrounded your home, to you there was nothing more beautiful than the sea and if you could anywhere at that moment, it certainly wouldn't be sitting in a room discussing politics whilst sitting looking beautiful. Instead it would be sitting by the water's edge admiring the soft sounds of the water as it rippled and flowed.

"Y/n," a voice called out though it was faint and almost inaudible when it reached your ears, your mind still wandering by the sea. "Y/n!" The voice was much louder this time and it jolted you quickly out of your thoughts.

"Yes," You called out, head turning from one side to another unsure as to who spoke your name and trying to locate the disturber. It was clear though, when you meant the slightly annoyed face of your father, that it was he who was calling for you.

"Y/n, Why weren't you listening?" he asked you, his voice was stern and almost disappointed, though he could never truly bring himself to actually sound angry at you. Now you felt guilty for not paying attention and you worried that you may have missed something important, due to his tone.

"I'm sorry father," You began to answer, upset with yourself for ignoring him even though it was unintentional, "I'm not quite sure what happened, could you repeat yourself please?" You asked him kindly, giving a vague explanation as to why you hadn't answered.

"I was explaining that I've called a guest to stay at the palace for the indefinite future, they'll be assigned to yourself to keep you safe these next coming weeks." Your father kept eye contact with you as he spoke, leaning on the left of his throne to be closer to you.

"Why on earth do I need a bodyguard," You asked him, though it seemed you hadn't though your words through before you'd said them, as they came across harshly due to raised voice and unruly tone. You were no longer sat but instead standing as you looked down at your father annoyed. Why did you need a bodyguard, there were plenty of soldiers around the palace and you could take care of yourself, you weren't a child anymore.

"Y/n keep your voice down, I don't want any back talk. This is for your own safety, you know the threats that have been made, it's to keep you safe." Even now, after you'd raised your voice at him and stood taller them him, your father wasn't angry, if anything he was more concerned than anything, is eyes conveying enough sincerity to confirm the worry but even that couldn't defuse your anger.

"I bet Xerxes isn't getting a bodyguard," You argued, pointing at your brother that sat your father's left. He'd kept himself out of the conversation thus fair but now you'd quite literally dragged him into it and he seemed less than pleased with that.

"Of course he's not, your brother can protect of himself against a threat but Y/n you haven't had much training and can barely keep your attention on the matter in the room longer than five minutes," Your father began to say to you, deciding to reason with facts than scolding. "How do you expect to me leave defenceless when your life could be at risk and you wouldn't even notice.”

You knew he was only looking out for you, he was your father of course he was and it wasn't like he was making up these facts either. Each one had been true, though the attention span one was slightly dramatised, you could pay attention to things, if anything you had some of the best hearing you knew of it. You only didn't pay attention during court and other formal gatherings because it was always the same old story being repeated for the hundredth time and it got boring very quickly.

You could tell by the look in your father's eyes that there was no arguing your way out for this and as such you wouldn't waste your breath, so instead you hung your head low and asked "When will this man be arriving?”

"They, will be arriving two days from now, until then you'll have to palace guards accompanying you during the day." Your father spoke matter of factly and now you already hated this man that would be showing up and stealing away your freedom for the foreseeable future.

"Alright father," You responded disappointed with what you had been told and quickly you left the throne room, deciding to retire to your chambers for the rest of the evening but even then you heard two of the guards from room, following closely behind you and you already detested this arrangement.

The next morning followed a very uneventful evening, you hadn't dared leave your rooms because you didn't want to be followed by two men, so instead you lock your rooms doors and curled up by the window with a book, not retiring for the night until the sky was the darkest shade of navy and the stars were brighter than before.

You'd taken your sweet time getting ready that morning, if you were going to followed by to guards, then you were going to annoy the life out of them until they were begging your father to relieve them of the duties to protect you.

Then once this 'Bodyguard' arrived you'd do the exact same thing to him and even more and you just knew he'd be running to the other end of Persia driven into madness by his Princess and then your father would have no choice but to give up and return your freedom back to you.

You'd taken an extra twenty minutes longer then usual, though you'd actually spent some of that time reading and dancing about your room, since you already knew that you really couldn't take longer then half an hour to get ready, so you tried filling out the time by doing other activities.

You knew you'd already annoyed the two guards who were to follow you for the next two days, there annoyed grunts and heavy footing was giving their annoyance towards you away. Though they'd never dare saying anything directly to you as you were their Princess and therefore you held the power with the situation.

Breakfast was much different to usual, accept from the fact that you made more of a point to talk to your brother rather than your father, as you were still greatly annoyed by his decision to strip you of your freedom. People could call you childish for doing such a thing and in all honesty you knew it was but quite frankly you didn't care and quite frankly why would you call an adults actions childish because unlike a child, an adult would always have a reason to back up their decisions.

After breakfast had concluded you'd left with a simple glance and goodbye towards your father, you could certainly hold a grudge. You didn't have any royal responsibilities to attend to today so as you walked down one of the many corridors of the palace, your mind thought through all the things you could do.

After walking out of the dining hall all your ears could hear was the heavy foot falls of the palace guards following you but when you rounded a corner and began walking down a new corridor it went quiet.

You didn't care enough to stop and check why the noises had stopped, and quite frankly looking down at the floor and being in your own little world, was far more satisfying.

The only problem was that you because your focus was on the ground and not in front of you, you hadn't been watching where you were going and not long after the corridor had gone quiet, you knocked into something hard and had to stop yourself from falling to the floor.

Your quickly regained your balance and began to look up as you steadied yourself, you were now angry that someone had knocked into you but in reality you were really only angry with yourself for yet again paying attention to your surroundings.

"Hey! watch were your going," you exclaimed in a loud and very un-Princess like voice, your tone slightly angered as you looked upon the person who you'd knocked into.

You expected to be looking upon a servant at the very most some advisor of your father's waiting for an audience but you certainly weren't expecting to see a woman, dress half like a lady and half like a soldier and suddenly you had to stop yourself from gaping.

You'd never seen a woman like her, she had black hair and blue, though her eyes were a little hard to make out due to the black eye makeup she was wearing. None of the ladies a court ever wore anything but a gown and though you were always more partially in dress, you did enjoy something a little less feminine when down by the sea.

"I beg your pardon," This wasn't voice was heavier than your own, her tone wasn't angry like yours but almost surprised and amused at once, as if she'd never had someone talk to her like that and she found it amusing.

Not one to admit you were wrong in front of a stranger you continued with your annoyance, "You walked into me, the very least you can do is apologise." You argued against this woman's amused tone but it seemed your statement had only amused her more and endeared her on.

"Alright I'll play along," She whispered it seemed the comment was more to herself then you and then you could see how her demeanour changed "I'm so very sorry my lady," She began to speak and immediately you could hear her words dripping with sarcasm. "Whilst you have me apologising would you also like me to brush hair and tie your shoes.”

It didn't matter that your anger towards the woman before was fake and instead anger towards yourself, now you were truly angry with her, not only was her amused smirk and sarcasm deeply irritating but her words were down right insulting, either she didn't know who you were or she very clearly didn't care.

"How dare you," Your voice was elevated as you raised your head and began to walk past the crude woman, knocking her shoulder on your way past. "Arrogant arse," You mumbled under your breath not caring whether this disrespectful woman had heard you or not but unbeknownst to you she had.

Once you'd neared the end of the corridor you heard your guards running down to catch up to you, though you did wonder why they stopped in the first place, strange.

You'd decided to spend the rest of your day in the gardens, having your lunch being brought out instead of eating inside and then you'd tended to some of the plants had read some more of your book, before finishing the day of with some scripture writing.

Dinner was similar to breakfast, in the way that it was uneventful though you'd decided that you couldn't ignore your father for the rest of your life. So after being nudged and encouraged along by your brother, you finally cave and spent the last bit of dinner having a conversation with your father, that thankfully had nothing to do with your safety or guarding arrangements.

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[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

Can you do a really possessive and dominant Artemisia x Fem Reader story please (with smut), where the reader is a Greek hostage who Artemisia had been charged with keeping a hold of but soon she quickly falls in love with the woman and becomes very possessive over her especially when Misia’s generals get a little to close to her.

Mine just mine

Warnings: Smut, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, implicit manipulation and therefore 14+ only

Word count: 1.6 K

Pairing: Artemisia x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Artemisia knows what to do with unplanned guests

Requests: OPEN

[Main masterlist] [Eva Green characters]

"General"

The voice of one of my crew members cut short the explanation coming from my lips as I tried to explain to others how we would have to return to Persia in order to equip ourselves with more weapons.

"What do you want?"

"Shirin saw a body floating on a piece of wood. We saved it."

"A body, a dead body?"

"We thought so, until she opened her eyes."

"Her?"

"Yes. Now she's threatening the crew with a knife?"

"Bring a knife?!"

"Yes."

"You should have told me that first, you animal."

Quickly, I left the small room we were in, climbing up some small stairs to be able to see the scene that was forming.

A girl covered with a white dress, dry hair and battered by the salt of the sea, and with red eyes, was moving from one side to the other, threatening my men with a knife.

"Where am I?" She shouted "who are you?"

The men, like good men, did not even deign to try to respond, they just wanted to get closer.

"Calm down."

The girl turned to look at me, listening to my request. I could notice how her grip on the knife loosened a little, to tighten her fist around it again.

"Who are you, where am I?"

"Welcome to the Persian ship, I am…"

"Artemisia… "whispered

"The same"

Before we could react, the girl ran in my direction, but before she could plunge the knife into me, I hit her head, making her fall unconscious on the floor, dropping the gun. Gently, I took the weapon and checked it. It was made of iron, and on the blade came engraved something. Ἰσοκράτης

This woman was none other than the daughter of Isocrates, the famous Athenian politician. This woman was the definition of a gold mine.

"What do we do with her, General?"

"You and you, chain her up and lock her up tight in the cellar. Don't give her a chance to escape" quickly 2 men took the body and started down the stairs. "And you and you, you are going to take one of the boats and row to Athens, go to Isocrates and tell him the sad story of how his daughter ended up on an enemy ship" I mocked, making my sailors laugh. "Maybe that way we'll get more than Themistocles' head."

All the sailors let out a deep laugh, knowing that something big was on the other side of the horizon.

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The next time I went down to the cellars, the woman, who I now knew had the name Y/N, was awake, and was even trying to untie the knots in her wrists.

"Try as you might, you can't escape."

My voice seemed to startle her, causing her to stop nibbling on the rope.

"Are you finally going to let me out?" her voice was hoarse. As if he hadn't had any water. My eyes glanced at the floor, realizing I hadn't touched either her food or the glass of water.

"You need to eat, you need to hydrate."

"I asked you a question!" she raised her voice, which made me raise my eyebrows, but that didn't make her back down "Are you finally going to let me go?" she asked again.

"No" I sat down across from her, took the plate she had been given, realizing that she had only been given a measly apple and a glass of water, so with my eyes I began to look for some food. "Not until your dear daddy sends us what we want."

Y/N let out a small but loud laugh, which made me take my eyes off the cereal sacks and land on Y/N's brown eyes.

"Then I'll have to die here."

"What do you mean?"

"My father banished me from Athens. So, no matter whether tomorrow you cut me to pieces or leave me alive, my father will want nothing more to do with me."

I stood silently, watching my master plan fall apart piece by piece.

I let out a big sigh and stood up, throwing the apple away.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll bring you better food."

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Eventually, I had to realize that Y/N was right.

My men returned with empty hands and verbal refusal from the great politician.

"So, what shall we do?"

I didn't even have the brains to answer them. Even I didn't know what we were going to do with the girl.

It was one more mouth to feed, one more weight for this vessel.

But, she was the most sensual woman my eyes had ever seen.

I couldn't just throw it away.

"Does anyone know if she's awake?"

"Omar went to give her her ration recently and she was awake."

Without waiting any longer, I got up and walked to the cellar door, opening it and finding the woman, who was now held only by a rope around her ankle.

"You were right, your father ignored us."

"I told you so" she commented with a mouth full of rice. She was completely hunched over as her plate was on the floor.

Quickly, I took the spoon out of her hand and grabbed the bowl. I took a spoonful of the food and brought it to her mouth.

"I have to apologize to you" she gave me a confused look, but opened her mouth, letting me feed her, but raised her eyebrows, asking me for an explanation. "For keeping you in a place like this. You deserve better."

"That means you're not going to let me go, right?" she spoke again with her mouth full. She was hungry.

"Do you have someplace where you are completely welcome?" Y/N was quiet and simply waited for me to give her another spoonful. So, I took it and popped it into her mouth. "Here I will give you the life worthy of someone like you."

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Things escalated very quickly, too quickly for me to relate in detail what actually happened.

Y/N loved it, so much so, that, she went from sleeping on top of a bean bag, to sleeping in my bed, every night, of course, after I stuck my fingers up to her vagina.

But, at first, Y/N at first, she didn't want me to go near her because she said he would never let herself be caught in the enemy's clutches.

"Please… don't stop!"

I pulled my mouth away from her pussy as I watched her eyebrows furrow, little beads of sweat on her forehead, her eyes closed tightly and an open mouth that never failed to be as sensual as she was herself.

"Do you want more, sweet girl?"

"Yes, please."

With force, I smacked one of her buttocks, causing Y/N to give a little jump as a high-pitched squeal came from those plump lips.

"You know how to order correctly."

"My lady, please let me cum."

"Cum for me, pet."

I buried my head between her legs again and began to suck on her bulge, while my index, middle and ring finger in her vagina, almost wanting to touch her insides, causing her now, to let out a loud moan, almost like a scream.

"General?"

Omar's head peeked into my room, causing me to peel my face away from Y/N's pussy and with my right hand I covered the woman's naked body with the blanket.

"What do you want, asshole?"

"We have Misia ships in our sights."

"Just get out."

The man slammed the door shut. I carefully got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" asked Y/N as a claim.

"Outside. I need you to shut up."

"But Artemi…"

"I told you to shut up!"

She did not speak again and allowed me to leave without further ado.

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"We know you have it, Artemisia."

I stopped pacing the room only to focus my gaze on the man tied in the chair.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Don't get smart with me, Artemisia, we know you're holding Y/N hostage."

"I regret to inform you, General Themistocles, but no one is being held hostage here" the men behind his back began to laugh lightly "Lady Y/N is here of her own free will."

"Why would a woman as worthy as Y/N be with someone like you?"

"Because I fuck her like no one ever can. If you had arrived a few minutes ago, you might have been delighted with her moans."

"You are a danger. You don't deserve anything from her."

"And you do?" quickly, I pulled out my pocketknife and put it to his neck.

"She deserves better."

"She's mine!"

"She doesn't even want to be here with you!"

"No?" I turned away from Themistocles and signaled Omar. Minutes later he arrived with a Y/N on shaky legs and wrapped in the blanket.

"Y/N!"

"Themistocles?"

"Oh, honey" I gave her a smile "Come on, come here."

She as obedient as ever, came to my side, letting me slip my arm around her hip.

"Is Y/N well, has this woman done anything to you?" asked the Athenian.

"Come on, pet, tell this man that you want to stay with me."

I got up to walk to his side and duck my head so that it was in the curve of her shoulder and neck, leaving little kisses on her soft skin. I even went so far as to feel goose bumps.

"Tell him, my love" I whispered close to her ear "tell him you're mine."

"Forgive me General Themistocles, but, I want to stay with my General Artemisia. She is the one to whom I belong."

I gave her a last kiss on her neck to give a cynical and victorious smile to the Greek warrior.

Note:

After many setbacks, writer's block, heat, pride day (by the way, happy LGBT+ pride day and month, I love you) HERE IT IS. I hope I can write the others that remain in two days like this.

PS: Have you seen that my new personality is Barbie?! I am very excited about the movie.

I hope you enjoy it

I appreciate the reblogs, the likes and the comments

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[milfswriter]

Family

Alma Peregrine/ The children in general x Reader

Request: Fluffy household headcanons

Notes: me and @queerpersonified decided to bring the Alma tag back to life cause Alma simps deserve better :)

Alright so...We all know you're the fun, cool parent here

It gets on Alma's nerves VERY easily.

"Can we play raid the village?" "No, Mr. Nullings" "she meant yes, but don't kill anyone!".

She'd give you a glare and receives an innocent smile in return

You were a family, not just peculiars living in a loop with their headmistress and her cool wife.

You're less likely to be the one grounding any of them unless it's Enoch. the boy never ceases to get on your nerves when he raises his voice at Alma or doesn't clean his death-smelling room.

piggyback rides with claire and olive to the dining room.

Birthday parties!!. Even though it's the same day every day, you keep a calendar in the kitchen with each child's initials on their birthday. Even Alma's, though she scolds you for indulging in unnecessary celebrations like this.

"It is necessary. You turn 182 today! everyone say happy birthday miss peregrine!" you laugh as her face turns a darker shade of red than she'd like to show while the children chant the famous birthday song.

morning kisses at the breakfast table that make the children cringe

Being referee and goalkeeper at the same time while the boys play soccer, Horace tutting at them for their 'unclassy behavior'.

Alma would not touch you with a five-foot pool as she looks at your dirt-covered clothes from throwing yourself around to catch Hugh's ball.

brushing Emma's hair every morning, much to her annoyance. "I'm eighty-eight years old" "and I'm a hundred and forty-three, you're still a child".

Stifling a groan at Bronwyn's strength when she hugs you.

Telling Millard to wear clothes every time you see an object flying in the air with a box of tissues thrown at him.

laying your head on Alma's lap in the living room while she smokes her pipe every afternoon, her long nails running through your hair as you close your eyes.

Keeping Enoch from Viktor's room, sometimes even locking it.

Being the only one besides Hugh that Fiona actually talks to

Bedtime has always been your favorite, tucking all your children into bed after a compulsory bedtime story from Tales of the peculiar, Alma waiting in the doorway to go to bed together.

Late night swaying in the kitchen to a song you'd hum in your wife’s ear, your hands at Alma's waist while hers are around your neck.

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#alma peregrine x reader #miss peregrine x reader #mphfpc x reader #eva green x reader #miss peregrine's home for peculiar children

[safic4-m]

💙Happy Anniversary

Pairing: Alma Lefay Peregrine x Fem Lector

Author's Note: Request made by MilagrosLucero072, this request was made on Nov 22 and let's just say it took me a little while to do it...*-*.

Number of words: 1579

~Master list~

One-shot

Wattpad

There were rare occasions when you had to go to town, as usually the house was self-sustaining, but on this occasion you needed to get some things for your anniversary with Alma, the problem was that she had to go with you. Initially you were not in the Peregrine loop, so the locals had not treated you in the most welcoming way and to avoid incidents like that, Alma would accompany you every time you went to town.

-You don't have to do this,- you tell the woman, putting an arm around her back.

-I don't want a repeat of what happened last time,- giving you a smile.

To put them in context, the last time you tried to leave without Soul, you decided to use your peculiarity, which is similar to Millard's, instead you can do it at will, only someone saw you and well... nothing good came out of it. You could say that many people died that day because of what happened.

You stop in front of a store and ask Alma to stay outside, a few weeks ago you had sneaked out during the night to look for a worthy gift for the ymbryne, then you found it, a beautiful pocket watch.

-Good morning,- you greet the old man behind the bar.

-Good morning miss, how can I help you,- he asks kindly.

-I would like to buy the pocket watch,- you answer pointing to the one you want.

The man hesitates a little before following your request.

-May I know who is the lucky man who deserves something like this?- he asks packing the object.

-It's for my wife,- taking the small box and handing him the exact money for the watch.

You leave the store leaving behind a man quite surprised by your confession and finding your beloved.

-Do you have what you needed?

-I do.- Showing a wide smile

-Okay, then we can go back to the house,- placing his hand on your lower back.

-I thought we could go to the bakery,- you suggest, knowing that the children needed more time.

-I'm fine with that,- starting to walk towards the store.

Once there, you meet the woman who runs the bakery, but you regret your decision when you realize who is there.

-Good morning Miss Peregrine,- greets the man with a flirtatious smile.

-Good morning,- replies the ymbryne, offering him a smile.

-Who are you?- asks the man with disgust.

-Y/n is a friend who came to visit us,- answers Alma being polite.

-Иди на хуй, идиотка, она моя -(fuck you asshole she's mine).

-What's that?

-Says it's nice to meet you- elbowing you in the ribs.

They come out with bread in their hands and Alma confronts you about what happened inside.

-I hate that I can't show openly how I feel because outside the house, then no one knows we are married and they think you are available. -You think I don't want to do it too, that it doesn't hurt me not to be able to kiss you in public, I wish our time was like that about us- taking your hand to go back home

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The children had tidied up the house while they were away to celebrate their anniversary and honestly the day had gone by pretty fast, Peregrine loved your gift exchanging her old pocket watch for the one you gave her, but there was still one last gift that could only be given in the privacy of her room.

-Y/n...Where have you been?- the ymbryne asks the air as she enters her shared room.

Suddenly a pair of arms encircle the woman's body, taking her a little by surprise.

-Here I am,- you say, resting your head on her shoulder.

-I was looking for you while I put the children to bed,- turning around in your arms to face you.

-I was preparing something,- carefully taking her face and placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

-What is it, may I ask?- with his hands snaking inside your open shirt.

-Come with me,- leading her into the bathroom where the bathtub is ready with some candles and bath salts.

-This is perfect,- she says with a smile as you help them take off their clothes.

Alma gets into the bathtub and sits on one side of it to watch your every move while you take off your clothes, until you are completely naked and get comfortable behind her.

-This feels good,- Peregrine says with a moan as she settles herself on your body.

-You deserve the best, honey,- leaving a kiss on her shoulder.

You start washing her hair, massaging her scalp, after having kept that hairstyle all day, you continue with her back, massaging the pressure points, receiving a moan in return.

-You've been so stressed lately,- you say in her ear, seeing her close her eyes.

-Mmmhhh,- she lets go, taking your hand that is on her waist.

-Every day you do your best to take care of the children,- intertwining your fingers with hers.

Your other hand begins to roam her body, every curve, birthmark, scars that represent her battles.

-Let me take care of you sweetheart,- planting a kiss on her shoulder.

-Please..,- she says, releasing your hand and guiding it to her legs.

Her breath catches as your fingers find her core, you comb her hair back with your other hand to leave a kiss on the nape of her neck. Alma couldn't help but move her hips forward to meet your touch, her breath caught as you began to slowly and gently circle her clit.

-Do you like it?

Another moan was her only response, ending with a sharp inhale as you slid two fingers inside her, making you swallow a moan at how tight and warm she was.

-You're doing great,- you breathed, leaving a kiss on her shoulder.

Her hips began to roll to assist and guide your movements.

At one point Alma let out a noise that started as a moan and ended in a sob. Moving her hips harder and faster, dropping her head on your shoulder.

-Y/n...

You pushed another finger inside, pulling another moan from Alma, she was breathing fast in your ear, clinging to the sides of the tub

-You look so beautiful like that honey- murmuring in her ear making her come undone.

You pushed your fingers deeper as she squeezed them and her body arched against yours, stealing your breath. Your teeth sank into her lower lip and drawing a little blood.

You helped her down from her height, whispering words of love in her ear, splashing kisses on the skin you reach.

-What do you say we take this to bed?,- Peregrine asks, turning to look at you

-Okay, the water's getting cold anyway,- helping Alma out of the tub.

As soon as you finish drying your body, you have Alma on top of you claiming your lips in a kiss full of passion, you take her face while you savor Alma swallowing a moan from her, while you move both of them to get to the bed.

Pushing Peregrine onto the bed, staying there for a moment to admire the woman you had decided to share your life with.

-What?

-You're fucking beautiful

The ymbryne was very particular about vocabulary, but in the bedroom things were different. You dreadlocks down Alma's body splashing kisses your way until you settled between her legs, making her move her hips instinctively towards you.

You left a kiss on her belly and pushed her hips down.

-I've got you

Rubbing slow, lazy circles with your thumb over her clit, little sighs came from the ymbryne trying to keep as quiet as possible, after a few moments, you pressed your thumbtip firmly over her center, making her squirm beneath you.

You slid the pads of two fingers up and down her center, between her folds, teasing her entrance.

-Stop teasing,- she reproaches, looking at you angrily.

You can't help but laugh at her words and turn away from her completely.

-I have to remind you who's in charge, sweetheart,- taking her jaw to look at you.

There were no words to describe how much Peregrine loved it when you were dominant with her, for a woman who was in charge of a house full of children, being in charge in the bedroom was not something she wanted to do.

-No,- you reply, pulling her thigh together to get some relief.

-Good girl- caressing her cheek lovingly.

After returning to your place between her legs, you teased her some more, you slowly pushed two fingers inside her and curved them. The sounds coming out of her mouth were heavenly, a sound that very few people had the joy of hearing.

You kissed and nibbled the inside of her thighs, a hand in your hair guided you to where she needed you most.

Your tongue begins to lick her moist folds as you gaze into her eyes, though your view is blocked repeatedly every few seconds by her rapidly rising and falling chest.

-Fuck...- she sighs as you speed up the rhythm of your tongue.

-Please... don't stop,- she begs, wiggling her hips.

You could feel her walls tighten around your fingers and you knew it wouldn't take long for her to cum, her back arches at the amount of pleasure she is receiving, her knuckles turn white from the tight grip they have on the sheets as she is pounded by her orgasm.

When Alma caught her breath again, her cheeks were turning a beautiful pink color as you took care of wiping away every last drop of her juices.

-Here, honey,- handing her a glass of water found on the bedside table.

-Thank you,- patting the spot next to her.

She immediately snuggled up to you with a sigh of contentment, with a little giggle you planted a kiss in her hair.

-Happy Anniversary

#miss peregrine's home for peculiar children #mphfpc #alma peregrine #alma lefay peregrine #alma peregrine x reader #alma x reader #eva green #eva green x reader

[hazellovesnuts]

Waltzing under the twinkling lights Part 2

Milady de Winter x Princess!Reader 🗡️

Part 1

Eva Green & Characters One shot Collection

⚠️ TW: cursing and smut

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Third Person POV

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Once a clandestine romance, the love between Milady de Winter and Princess Y/N had deepened and strengthened over their secret rendezvous and stolen moments. They cherished each second they spent together, their entwined lives a respite from the treacherous world of court politics.

As the glittery night sky appeared, Milady and Princess Y/N were supposed to meet up in the garden, more specifically the spot where they had kissed one another for the very first time, in front of the fountain. How majestic that fountain is, made with the finest of materials only the richest of the rich can afford. The exterior of the fountain is crafted with pure white marble, gleaming in the sunlight and catching the eye of anyone who passes by. The intricate carvings on the marble are a testament to the skilled craftsmanship that went into its creation.

As Milady approaches the fountain, she can hear the gentle trickle of water cascading down the tiers, a soothing sound that adds to the fountain's grandeur. She can feel the cool mist that rises from the fountain, refreshing your skin on a hot summer's day.

The interior of the fountain is just as impressive as its exterior. The water flows through a series of intricate channels and spouts, each designed to maximize the beauty and elegance of the fountain. The water sparkles in the sunlight, reflecting the colors of the surrounding gardens and trees.

At the base of the fountain, though under the moonlight with not only its glowing beauty but with also the lantern that she holds with her hands. Milady can still see the schools of fish swimming gracefully in the crystal-clear water. The fish add a touch of life and movement to the fountain, making it seem like a living, breathing work of art.

As she stands there, waiting for her lover and taking in the beauty and majesty of the fountain, she can't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder. It's a testament to the boundless creativity and imagination of the human spirit, a reminder that even in our darkest moments, we can still create something beautiful and enduring.

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Milady's POV

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After standing in front of the fountain for a while now, I felt a presence behind me, I could feel piercing eyes staring at me, but I was not threatened. Not one bit, as I know who that stare belongs to. How it always sends shivers to me whenever I feel it.

Moving my head to the side but not quite looking at the person, I smiled as I felt her delicate hands snake around my waist.

"Bonne soirée mon amour. I have missed you deeply," I said to her highness. "Bonne soirée aussi mon amour. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you sooner, my mother wanted me to assist her with some "royal" shit," "Language! Sweetheart how many times do I have to tell you that," I sternly said telling her highness off but I know she can hear the playful tone in my voice.

"I know my love but I can't help it, you know that. Plus don't blame me, I got that from my parents they cuss a lot, though not in front of audiences," she says while laughing a bit.

I chuckled " I know my love I'm only joking, but seriously I have missed you," I turned around as she carefully puts her hands around my neck, while mine snakes around her waist. Looking into each other's eyes, we leaned up closer to each other, meeting each other's lips half way.

Princess Y/N pulled away from the kiss and smiled up at me, her beautiful eyes sparkling. "I missed you too, my love. But we mustn't linger here too long, lest we get caught by the guards."

I smiled at Princess Y/N's words, my heart swelling with affection for my dearly beloved. I gently intertwined my hands with the princess's and began to walk towards the library, our footsteps falling in sync.

"You're right, my love," Milady replied softly, my voice filled with tenderness which I only use when I'm with her highness. "We must be cautious. It only takes a moment for everything to unravel, and I cannot bear the thought of losing you."

Princess Y/N leaned her head against my shoulders, finding comfort in my embrace. "I feel the same, my dearest. The world can be cruel, but when we're together, I find solace and strength in your love."

I pressed a gentle kiss to the top of the princess's head, cherishing the warmth of our connection. "We have faced countless challenges already, my love, and each time we have emerged stronger. I will do everything in my power to protect our love, even if it means facing danger head-on."

Princess Y/N looked up at me with a mix of admiration and concern in her eyes. "I know your bravery knows no bounds, but I worry for your safety. What if one day there is a threat that becomes more than we can handle?"

My grip tightened reassuringly around the princess's hand. "Fear not, my princess. I have honed my skills as a spy for years, and I will outsmart and outwit anyone who dares to stand in our way. But I also promise you this-we will face any danger together. I will never leave your side."

A sense of determination filled the air as we walked through the empty hallway of the castle. Being careful and being quiet so that we won't alert anyone. As we made our way, we kept up a conversation. The princess was telling me about a book that she has recently read. I can see the passion she has for reading with the way she described the characters, the plot, and even her favorite lines.

"I'm very neutral about it. I mean Solenne did have a point in saying that since what Azalea did was so rushed and wasn't thought out, but at least she could have approached it in a better way," she told me as I looked at her and contemplated what to say of the book.

"That's true, Solenne could have approached it better but if she didn't say that then there wouldn't be more drama happening just like most stories," "I mean that's true, that makes up for it I guess," she chuckled.

We continued walking hand in hand until we heard something. It's footsteps," Someone's here, I think it's the guards doing their rounds. We need to hide," Princess Y/N quickly pulled me to the nearest room and closed the door.

I released a sigh of relief when I looked around and found that there isn't anyone else in, I was almost sure we went into an occupied room.

"We still need to hide what if the guard comes in here. I'm sure we made some noise when we ran," "Quick the closet."

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Third Person POV

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Milady's hands are around the Princess's waist. Bodies pressed against the other, both breathing heavily from their adrenaline. The princess can feel Milady's breath on her neck and her chest on her back. The princess wouldn't admit it but if they were in other circumstances she would definitely be turned on.

"This is such an awful and common place to hide princess," "Well I'm sorry I didn't take us to the Bahamas of hiding places," the princess sarcastically replied with an eye roll.

"Don't roll your eyes at me princess or I will give you a reason for you to actually roll them." Princess Y/N let out a shaky breath at that imagining what Milady could do to her.

Not being able to take the sexual tension anymore, she looks over at Milady who is looking down at her. The princess reaches up and cups Milady's face with her hand. Milady turns her head and kisses the princess.

Their lips press together as their tongues dance around each other. Milady pulls away, "I want you so bad right now Y/N/N." The princess smiles, "Me too my love." She leans forward and kisses Milady again.

This time Milady doesn't pull away. They kiss for a few minutes before Milady breaks the kiss. Milady's face is flushed red. The princess looks into her eyes, "Are you okay?" Milady nods, "Yeah I'm fine."

"Good," they proceeded to snog each other until Milady pushed Y/N on the wall only for the said "wall" to be pushed open. Gasping both the princess and Milady forgot that they were in a closet.

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Princess Y/N's POV

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I can feel Milady's hands fiddle with my dress and unbutton it. I helped her pull it off. She took off her dress as well. I'm wearing a white lace bra and thong and she's wearing a plain black lace bra and thong. Milady removes hers also. 'Hod she's so beautiful,' I think to myself.

Milady pushes me to lay down on the bed and Milady lays down beside me since we were already out of the closet. She kisses my neck and gently bites my earlobe. I moan and run my hands through her hair. "Mmmm, Milady that feels so good," I moan.

Milady begins to kiss down my neck and my chest. She kisses the top of my breasts, teasing me. I almost feel like I'm going to explode. She makes her way to my breasts and begins to suck on my nipple. Milady is teasing me to the point of me losing control.

"Milady please," I groan

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"Please what princess?" "Pleas-ahhh!" I moan loudly as Milady begins to suck harder and flick my nipple with her tongue. I'm on the brink of cumming so hard I don't know if I can handle it.

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Third Person's POV

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Milady switches sides with Y/N's other breast. Her left hand has glided down to Y/N's pussy, rubbing it at a decent speed. "Oh Milady!" Y/N moans out. Milady smirks at that.

Milady moves down to Y/N's thong. She runs her finger up and down Y/N's pussy before hooking her fingers in the underwear. Milady pulls the underwear down. "Ah Milady!" Y/N moans out in pleasure.

When the underwear is off, Milady gets on her knees between Y/N's legs and spreads them. She licks up the side of Y/N's pussy and when she reaches her clit she sucked hard while her middle finger enters Y/N's core.

Y/N's head fell back in the bed as two more digits entered her and as the pleasure Milady was giving her increases.

"Ah! Milady!" Y/N moans out and she arches her back.

Milady's tongue continues to fuck Y/N's pussy as her fingers pumps in and out of Y/N's pussy.

Y/N's breathing became uneven and her walls began to tighten around Milady's fingers. Milady begins to attack Y/N's clit even harder while using her other hand to toy with Y/N's nipple.

"OHHHH!" Y/N screams out as she squirts onto Milady.

"Holy shit," Milady whispers while looking up at Y/N. Her eyes look dazed and filled with lust. "That was amazing, Milady."

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I could feel Y/N's cum on my face but I could care less. Y/N's squirt is so addicting making me want to drink more.

"You're so sexy when you squirt princess," I say as I climb up Y/N's body, slowly kissing her.

Y/N grabs my head and kisses me back. Our tongues dance around each other once more. She swipes her tongue across my bottom lip and sucked my bottom lip into her mouth. I shiver at the sudden action she took.

I crawl on top of Y/N, but I don't move any further. We both stared at each other before Y/N wiggled her legs and wrapped them around my waist. I position myself right above her, my pussy above her pussy.

I grab one of her legs in my hand and set it on my shoulder. I bring my other hand to Y/N's face and rub her cheek. She looks at me with trust filled eyes. I slowly lower myself onto Y/N and I can feel my pussy get filled with the warmth of her pussy.

I begin to grind against Y/N, both of us are moaning at the amazing feeling. Y/N grabs both my breasts and begins to rub them. I can feel Y/N suck and lick my nipples. "Mmmm Milady fuck me please!" Y/N begs.

I begin to thrust into Y/N and I can feel her juices dripping down my thighs. I can also feel Y/N's juices drip onto my thigh. Both of us are so wet our sounds are loud against the quilt.

"Ah! Milady!" Y/N moans out. I can feel Y/N's walls tighten around my fingers. "Fuck!"

"Oh Y/N!" I moan out as I pull my fingers out and I come all over Y/N's stomach and chest. I collapse onto Y/N's and I kiss her. Y/N kisses back with so much passion.

"That was amazing, I never knew you

could have such a dirty mouth princess," Y/N said.

"I learned from the best," she says, her face a shade of red.

"Hmmm, well if you insist," I say with a smirk.

We burst out laughing as we lay there in sweaty, cum soaked sheets for a few minutes before I turned around to look at Y/N, "I love you princess."

"I love you too, Milady," she replies. I kiss her on the lips before getting up. I pull her out of the bed. "W-what are you doing?" Y/N asks.

"Come on, we have to get you cleaned up before one of your ladies in waiting and/or the guards notice your absence and send someone to come looking for you," I say as I grab her hand and carry her to the bathroom.

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Heyyy Lovelies! So that is all I have written so far. I was going to publish this a while back but wattpad has been bugging and won't let me update it so that's why it took a while apologies. I hope you liked it though. If you have any one shot suggestions please comment down below. Also just saw the movie 2 weeks ago and I've been rewatching since then. It's really good, Eva did such a good job at playing Milady. Can't wait for the second part of the movie. Anyways, thanks for reading and don't forget to drink your water and stay hydrated lovelies!

#eva green #eva green x reader #the three musketeers #les trois mousquetaires #milady de winter x reader #milady de winter #milady #eva greeen

[ahintofchaos]

SEARCHING FOR A FIC!!

It’s Alma Peregrine x Reader, called Kiss It Better. It was on AO3 and written by Kanene_Rose. Does anyone have a copy of it?

#fic finder #fic search #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #alma peregrine #alma peregrine x reader #Eva Green x Reader

[ambersweets134]

Some Miss Peregrine fan art since there isn't enough

#mphfpc #miss peregrine #sketch #alma peregrine #alma peregrine x reader #alma peregrine headcanons #miss peregrine x reader #eva green #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #miss peregrine movie #miss peregrine book #miss peregrine imagine #ransom riggs

[swaqcenix]

࿐ྂ Other Characters | Masterlist ࿐ྂ

༻ Fluff: ✿, Smut: ♤, Angst: ❆, Dark: ♚ ༺

Disclaimer: If there's a line through the work it's because it's in the works and will be published soon! <3

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༻ Alma Peregrine: ༺

Series:

⇾ My Impossible Oiseau ♚ ✿ ❆

One Shots:

⇾ Breaking that Barrier ✿

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༻ Artemisia: ༺

Prompts:

⇾ A-Z dating Artemisia ♤ ✿

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༻ Angelique Bouchard: ༺

Prompts:

⇾ What it's like dating Angelique Bouchard ♤ ✿

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༻ Peggy Carter: ༺

One shots:

⇾ Til' the End of Time ♚, ♤

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#masterlist #navigation #eva green #eva green x reader #eva green x fem!reader #alma peregrine x ofc #alma peregrine x reader #alma peregrine #miss peregrine x reader #angie bouchard x reader #angie bouchard #angelique bouchard #miss peregrines home for peculiar children #mphfpc #dark shadows #300 rise of an empire #artemisia x reader

[athenodora-sulpicia-writer]

Vanessa ives - where we meet at a ball and she ask us to dance, she never got our name and follows us home to find out we are the daughter of Evelyn Poole. So we start seeing Vanessa behind our mothers back and maybe if you could add some smut between us and vanessa?

Forbidden Love- Part 1- Vanessa Ives

A/N: Hey @wandamaximoff2823 thank you for your request, I'm so sorry for the long wait, I've been really struggling to get back into writing but better as never I suppose 😅, anyway I hope you enjoy this and that it was worth the wait.

Warning(s): Scars, smut, mentions of neglect/abuse.

I was never one to be interested in the intricacies of the aristocratic ways of the upper class but mother had asked me to be here and what ever mother asked you to do was never a simple request but a very firm order.

I entered the lavish estate of a Mr Dorian Grey, unescorted of course, how scandalous. A butler or perhaps he was a servant came and took my cloak and directed to me where all the fuss and chatter was coming from, so I followed the sound of champagne induced laughter and discussion of who owned the most properties in the countries, which took me to a grand ballroom which was filled to the brim of upper class Londoners, an orchestra and the walls were completely lined with portraits, show off.

I weaved my way through the large doorway that lead into the ballroom a feat which would have been easier if everyone was deciding to take up the space. I'd originally dressed to blend in and not draw in to much unwanted attention, who would have thought that wearing dress of gold and white (the opposite of what my mother would have ever approved of) would have caught so many stares and glances.

A server came to me with a tray of champagne and though I was usually partial to a class or two I knew I had to keep my mind as agile as possible for the task my mother had sent me to do. I was told to not get to close to Miss Ives but just enough to use some effective Nightwalker magic on her mind, this should have been Hecate's job not mine but apparently according to mother "Hecate had her own tasks" I would have used the chores or enslavement but I'd rather not have a gash from the tip of my cheek to my chin so I kept my mouth shut.

For a moment as I was thinking a man approached me and I could already smell the alcohol from a mile, this would be wonderful not, I snarled for a moment at the thought but as the man was now in reach of me I returned my face to its natural composure.

"What's a charming dove like you doing all alone and without a chaperone?" This man, who looked old enough to be a someone who should start writing their will, asked me. Who looked like the usual upper class prick, my least favourite kind of mortal irritation.

"That is none of your concern sir, now if you wouldn't mind walking off to go and compare your assets, though I'm sure yours are lacking by the looks of things, with the other gentlemen I'd be most thankful." I said the man with my best 'I'm super important' voice but when the man didn't leave I know that my word choice may have been a little too much.

"How dare you speak to me in such a way," The man snarled at me and was quick to grab my upper arm harshly and with so many people in the room it would be easy to not notice or ignore what he was doing. "Now judging by your dress I'd say your still a maid, so why don't you be a good little heiress and have a drink with me on the balcony," Damn this dress I just wanted to wear something that was the opposite of the scars on back and now I was being mistaken for a maid because of it, just fabulous.

As more time passed and I hadn't responded, the man's grip on my upper arm was becoming painfully tight and even for someone like me, I couldn't hold back a wince.

"Ah cousin," I heard a feminine voice call out and upon hearing the voice my head turned abruptly to the direction of the voice and then I saw her. She had raven black hair, sky blue eyes and pale ivory skin and was wearing the most fabulous black and red dress I'd ever seen and she was walking over to me. Well that's half a job done and half a job failed.

Once she stood by my side she began to speak again, "Thank you for keeping my cousin company Sir," She spoke to the man who still had his hand on my upper arm, "But now that I am here I believe she is no longer in need of your company," Her voice which originally was soft and compliant of any woman in this room and now become more natural almost steely.

I could feel the man's grip tighten and I knew who was about to say something but for whatever reason after he made eye contact with my ravenette saviour he let go of my arm completely and walked off without another word. My first reaction was to rub at my arm, even if I knew it would heal within a minute or two.

"I Apologise for the cousin lie but I can tell when a woman is uncomfortable." She spoke to me with a kindness I knew would be there if she knew who I actually was. "My name is Miss Ives," She spoke again with a slight bit more formality, extending out a hand for me to shake and suddenly I was grateful to the creme gloves I was wearing because if I weren't she'd probably be able to sense exactly what I was.

"No apologies needed, It's a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Ives." I spoke with the same slight formality as she but then I soon thought of the implications of my words and I began to internally kick myself for making such a slip up, my mother was going to kill me if I messed this up.

"To finally meet me?" She looked at my with a smile and odd confusement in her expression. "Why have we been intending to meet one another before today?" She asked me curiously with a slight chuckle to her voice which was somewhere between being eerie and joyful.

"Not at all, I simply meant that," I paused for a moment to think of a better excuse for my slip up, "I've heard your name on people's lips before, it's nice to put a face to the name, Miss Ives." I said coming up with something that I thought was a decent enough excuse that would hopefully appease her curiosity.

"Oh, I didn't know I was a topic of gossip," She spoke again and though she was trying to feign ignorance I could tell she had noticed my slip up by the way her eyes looked at me and how her pupils darkened with triumph at her victory.

"Well anyway would you care for a dance?" She asked me her tone lighter with an undertone of something that was perhaps mischief, as she gave a slightly bow and extended out hand, facing upwards, to me.

"Well people do like to talk," I was very quickly scanning the ballroom for a quick escaped to the exit and when I found it I took my chances, "I must be going Miss Ives, good evening." I said the formal goodbye and quickly left through the small gap that had been left to the exit and retrieved my own cloak and quickly began to set off back up to the manor we were staying in that was slight ways away.

As I walked under the nights dark sky at a brisk pace, I thought of how I knew my mother would be anything but pleased at what she would see as a display of my incompetence at not completely her 'simple' task but I also thought about how what she didn't know couldn't hurt her, a policy I very much enjoyed using with my mother. Though if she were to ever find out I knew I'd probably be crucified upside down with no last words being allowed.

Not long later I made up back to our home, a manor that was slightly outside of central London. I walked up the stone steps that led to the large front doors which i opened with a heavy gust of wind which came when I turned my wrist in just the right way and I walked inside oblivious to anything else as I took my cloak off and threw it somewhere I didn't care to check.

As I walked further into the foyer at the front of the manner, I started ragging the gloves of my arms and unpinning the mass of my that sat atop my head. It felt euphoric when my hair cascaded down my back because finally all the weight was off the crown of my head and sighed out in a pleased way not caring for all the bobby pins that were fall the marble floor and making a clattering sound.

For a moment all I thought I could hear was the clattering of my bobby pins on the floor, which was a lovely relief because it meant that my mother possibly my sisters weren't in the manor or they were at least asleep, either way I was happy to not be bothered by any of them.

As I just about started to walk up the overly elaborate staircase upstairs, I heard a bang and then a mumble and quickly whipped my body around to the direction of the sound which just happened to be the front doors and then I saw her, Vanessa, well this is just fabulous.

"Miss Ives, what on earth are you doing here?" I asked feigning confusion and innocence as I walked down the few steps I had just walked up. I then walked over to where Vanessa was, in the middle of the foyer, taking in her surroundings of the dark and quietly frankly disturbing manor.

"You never told me your name," She began to say, the meaning behind her voice was obviously detached from what she was saying to me as she was to focused on surveying her new surroundings. "What possible reason do you have for being here?" She asked me finally making eye contact and her steely gaze was hardened and distrusting.

She must be able to feel the aura of the manor, Hell she probably had a pretty good idea about who lived here which meant she probably knew what I was. "Miss Ives I know how it may look but..." I began to say to Vanessa before I heard the creaking of floorboards coming from upstairs and as the noise grew closer the sound of footsteps accompanied it.

A horrible sense of dread filled my chest because I knew that it was just the wind or if it was a person, as I suspected it was, it wasn't one of my sisters, it was my mother. I didn't have much time to think and I'm not sure what compelled me to do it but I quickly faced Vanessa agin and twisted my wrist in her direction and a gust of with pushed her against one of the far walls and quickly I consumed her in enough mist to make her invisible.

Just as I turned back around to face the staircase but before I was able to regain my composure, my mother was at the top of the staircase in one of her robes and her hair pinned. "Oh mother, hello," I spoke trying calm my voice down as to not give anything away.

"Y/N you've returned, I assume the task I sent you on was a success then." She phrased it in a way that anyone would think it was meant as a question but I knew she didn't mean it as one, she never did.

"Yes mother," I spoke with my head bowed, lying through the skin of my teeth, praying she wouldn't notice my lie. "Lucifer's bride had a bit of a manic episode at the party and fainted," I explained to my mother whilst trying to come up with a believable lie, we were expected to refer to Vanessa as Lucifer's bride, the thought always made my skin crawl but I'd never let it show.

"Good, I'm pleased to hear," I eternally sighed of relief when my mother spoke like she had know idea that I had lied to her and I was grateful for it. "Well I shall retire for night now," She then finished saying as she walked back the way she came and the sound of her footsteps soon disappeared completely.

Once my mother was gone I couldn't even give myself a moment to enjoy my victory as I know Vanessa was still stuck the wall and covered in mist. I quickly ran other to where I cast her off and released from my nightwalker magic, to which she fell from the wall gasping for breath.

"Miss Ives," I quickly got down on the floor as she was still gasping, "Miss Ives you must leave, if my mother or sisters find you here you will never leave," I tried to encourage her off the floor and I eventually got her to her feet but she wasn't leaving. "Listen, I understand your in shock and still recovering but you have to leave right now," I kept urgently encouraging her to leave but it wasn't quite working. "Vanessa!" I shouted her name and this finally snapped her out of wherever she'd been in her head, she made eye contact with me once before running out of the manner and disappearing and all I could do was finally sigh in relief. What a night. __________________________________ So I've had to split this request into two parts because it was getting a little long. Anyway, thank you all for reading, I hope you all enjoyed and until next time fellow readers.

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[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

My sweet little girl

Warnings: Fluff, soft smut?, mentions of other celebrities,

Word count: 1.3 K

Pairing: Eva Green x Fem!Reader

Special request: @wandamaximoff2823

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Prompt: Y/N goes to her first party surrounded by celebrities, amazed by her surroundings, but, with a naive soul, she is unaware that a big celebrity is trying to flirt with her.

When her girlfriend Eva finds her, I couldn't help but feel my blood boil.

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The dress was tight enough to obstruct my breathing a bit, the heels hurt my feet, the makeup felt too heavy, and my hair was too still thanks to the hairspray. Ultimately, I did not feel comfortable.

But seeing my beautiful girlfriend, the great actress Eva Green, posing in front of the cameras, proud of having won her first Oscar; and, in short, I would be capable of this and more, just to see her smile from her that way

"Are you done with the photographs, miss smug?" I asked her as soon as I saw her approach me

"Yes, now I just want to get home, and receive my grand prize, because, I remind you that you owe me my prize" she took me by the waist, while she began to spread kisses on my cheeks, making me laugh

"Are you crazy, Green?" asked her former co-star and friend of her, Orlando Bloom, who came hand in hand with his wife of him, singer Katy Perry. "You just won an Oscar and you don't want to stay for the party?"

"Baby, leave her alone"

"They're right, honey, you worked very hard for that statuette, I think you deserve a break"

“But I can rest with a book…”

Suddenly, Orlando's arm rested on my girl's shoulders and he began to guide her to the exit .

"Don't worry, Y/N I'll take her to the party, you guys have fun while I keep an eye on her"

We both watched as our partners disappeared from our sight while we laughed

"Are you going to change?" the singer asked me, as we followed in the footsteps of the guys

"The truth is, we did n't plan to go to the party, so, no."

"Well, don't think I want to sound rude, but, you look like a middle - aged woman, tired even of breathing" we both made fun of her comment "come, join me , we will give you a second spectacular look"

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When we got to the party, Katy wouldn't even let me look for Eva, she just led me to a table full of celebrities, from Rihanna to Scarlett Johansson herself, who were drinking and talking gushingly.

"Hey guys, I've got fresh meat"

All eyes fell on me , and questions began to arise.

I was born in a country that these people had only heard about, I studied such an ordinary career, I grew up with ordinary friends; I never stopped being the extra of a great movie, until one day, I traveled to France, for work reasons, and one day, I got lost in the great city of Paris, until I collided with a beautiful French woman, who helped me get to my destination, of course, while stealing my heart.

So, I was new in the eyes of Hollywood, her questions were understandable.

Questions like, 'Where did you meet your girlfriend?', 'How do you feel in Hollywood?', 'How well do you and Eva get along?'

"Wow, let the poor girl breathe" Katy made me sit at the table, while putting a large glass full of liquor in front of me "Come on girl, being the couple is also tiring and you deserve a break"

They all agreed, so I took a big drink, earning myself a few screams and even a wink from Scarlett.

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Eva narrates

Orlando and his friends of him were beginning to wear me down. Even though I didn't consider myself a clingy girlfriend, I was beginning to miss my girlfriend, so, expecting an oversight from the guys, I ran out of the table to start looking for my girl.

Until I found her, by chance, dancing in the arms of Scarlett Johansson herself.

I did n't think of myself as jealous either, but seeing how another woman kept approaching Y/N, trying to touch her de ella, and even whispering things in her ear, made my blood boil.

With quick steps, I approached Y/N, startling the girl, along with the blonde next to her.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I need to talk to my girlfriend."

Scarlett did n't even dare to look at me, she just let go of Y/N's waist and left, so I took Y/N's forearm from her and took her to a quieter place.

"I think it's time to go"

"Eva I…"

"Let's just go Y /N, I want to go to the hotel"

"Sure, I'm just going to say goodbye to the guys and…"

With a light squeeze on her hand, I stopped her.

"No, let's just go , please"

“It's okay”

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Arriving at the hotel, I quickly took off my shoes, while I watched as Y/N began to untie her hair, leaving her with long, silky hair.

"Why did we leave so fast ?"

"Are you going to continue to play dumb, knowing that I saw you flirt with Scarlett Johansson?"

We both started taking off our dresses.

"So what was he doing with her hands on your waist?" I began to walk until I reached behind her back

“We were just dancing”

“You know, princess, I think you have forgotten who owns you. Because, you're mine , right?

"Yes my love"

"Do you think you need a lesson?"

"Yes baby"

“Ohh, my sweet little girll”

I took her wrist, and carefully, we moved to the bed.

She, wearing nice underwear, lies down on the bed, slowly and delicately, while I sat with her chest between my legs.

With a slight movement, I took her leg, lifting it up to my face, to start kissing her calf.

"You smell so good, and you're so pretty, so pretty and all mine, you're still, and I'm all yours, right princess?"

"Yes, baby, you are mine and I am yours"

As I continued to kiss her leg, my left hand began to walk up to her lightly bra clad breast .

"Do you want it hard and rough or soft?"

"Easy, baby, I want to go slow"

"Perfect, safe word?"

“Pumpkin to increase speed and marshmallow to stop”

"Oh honey, you're so smart"

I dropped her leg, while dropping my own body next to Y/N's, to start kissing her fleshy pink lips, with all the love in the world, passionately and sensually. I carefully began to lower my lips to her jaw , her neck and her clothed breasts, making her let out a moan.

"I love listening to you"

Although, there were times when obscenity prevailed, today, I just wanted to worship her, she had endured everything from awkwardness for her wardrobe, an almost eternal ceremony, a party full of drunks, and the last thing she deserved was to endure my unnecessary jealousy .

She clothes started to get in the way of her beautiful body, so, with one hand gently holding her jaw, I had the other hand start unbuttoning her underwear.

"Eva" Y/N let out a light moan, making me stop

"What's wrong, princess?"

"Can you tie my feet?"

Y/N got up slightly, to take a long pink ribbon from the table next to the bed, surprising me a little, while making me let out a small laugh.

"Oh sure, baby. Everything is to please my sweet little girl"

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With short, unsteady breaths, we both lay down on the bed, smiles on our faces.

"That was…"

"Incredible?" I asked

“I was going to say, it was the Crème Brûlée of the night” we both laughed , as Y/N lay on my chest and I started kissing her bare shoulders “despite the little mishap with Scarlett Johansson”

"Yeah, speaking of which, I'm sorry baby, I shouldn't have let my jealousy ruin our night."

"Ruin the night? Am I talking to the same woman who brought me to orgasm on more than 4 occasions?" we both laughed again

"You know what I mean, silly"

“Eva, you just have to understand that there is no one more perfect than you , my eyes cannot see beyond your beautiful face, because despite being separated, my eyes will always find that beautiful face, and my mind will always be there. cloudy of you”

Now she got up , to give me a long kiss, full of love and affection, showing with every pore of her skin, the love she has to give.

“Have they told you that you are very cheesy”

"Now you really ruined the moment"

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Unexpected Guest

Alma Lefay Peregrine x OC!Jaime Walsh

Summary: Jake scared the children at the bombed house, he gets dealt with and reveals terrible news.

Notes and warnings: it’s my first time writing with an OC, go easy on me lol. Hurt/comfort. SEND REQUESTS FOR MY BABY ALMA OR ELSE

Alma sat at the breakfast table, waiting for Jaime to finally show up. It’s become a habit of them, waiting for the other to arrive before eating, though the children were already halfway done with their food. 

Jaime rushed down the stairs, knowing how Alma always fusses about time management. “Morning, children!” she chanted, her black trousers and satin white shirt hugging her frame perfectly. “Good morning, Jaime!” they chanted back. 

Alma offered a soft smile as her wife kissed her cheek. “hello, love”.

They heard the door shut and the panting of Emma, Olive and Millard, like they’ve been running from someone. “If it’s the police again, Millard you better deal with it yourself or so help me bird!” Jaime warned as she sat next to Alma, facing the empty seat of Millard, and beginning to eat.

“no..it’s..it’s not the police” Emma said, catching her breath, “It’s a boy..he..I found him in the old house and thought it was Abe but then he turned and..it was not him. He kept following me before I managed to get away” Alma had a weird look on her face, and god does Jaime hate it when she hides things from her.  

“Where’d you leave him?” She asked the three children standing in front of her as though they were being interrogated. “Just outside the loop entrance” She stood up from the table, hearing her wife’s warnings echo behind her. 

“Think twice before doing anything!” She grabbed a knife and a pistol, pocketing them before giving Emma a rope to hold.

“Damn it, it’s thundering!” Enoch groaned. Jaime’s peculiarity was weather manipulation, and the weather changes based on her mood. So whenever Jaime was grumpy, they couldn’t go outside or they’ll get struck by lightning. “language!” Alma scolded before Jaime opened the front door, taking a deep breath so she can calm down and stop the thunder. 

“oh, Jaime what if it’s a wight?” Emma gulped behind the older woman. “Why’d you think I brought a gun?”.

They kept walking, looking around just in case the boy got in the loop and Jaime kept her hand in her pocket around the gun as we walked and Emma gulped. “Stop fussing, we’ll either kill him or scare him off” Millard said.

As they left the loop, they saw the same boy lurking around the loop entrance. “that’s him!” Emma whispered and Jaime hummed, using wind to distract him while she took out her gun, walking to him swiftly before she pulled his hair back and aimed at his temple.

 “Scream and I’ll blow your brains to pieces!” she pushed him hard against a tree and he groaned, breathing faster.

Jaime turned him around to face him, gun still pointing at him confidently as she stared with a tilted head. “What are you?” she hissed.

“An-uh, I’m an american” he stammered, “I’m Jacob” Jaime came closer, pressing the gun on his forehead. “Do NOT fuck with me, asshole. What were you doing in that house? Why were you chasing my ward?” 

“I just wanted to talk to her! Don’t kill me!”. She fixed him with a scowl, “about what?”

“About the house, the people who lived there” she clicked the safety, making him whimper. “Who sent you here?”

“My..my grandfather, Abraham Portman” her lips parted in surprise, looking back at Emma for a second who gasped lightly.

“Liar! You think I don’t know what you are? I wasn't born yesterday. Open your eyes!” 

“These are my eyes!! I can prove it!”. Her hand relaxed a bit. “Then prove it, or I’ll water the grass with your blood”

He reached into his pocket with the gun aimed at his hand. “This letter’s part of the reason I came here. It’s from The Bird, it’s what you call your headmistress isn’t it?” She pulled the letter out of his hand and pushed him against the tree again, making him groan in pain.

“It’s you, miss peregrine and my grandpa before he want to war!” he exclaimed as Jaime stared at the picture. “You’re..you’re Jaime, aren’t you?” she rolled her eyes, holding her hand out to Emma to give her the rope and tied his hands.

“Okay, now you’re my prisoner, do as I say or you’ll regret it” Jaime pulled him by the arm and entered the loop again. As they neared the front door, Jaime sighed at his appearance and told Emma to check where Alma is.

“His shoes are caked with filth. Can’t have you tracking in mud, Bird will have an attack” she tutted and he took off his shoes, walking in the house. he gaped as he looked around the house, unable to believe it was the same house as the bombed one outside the loop.

 “Miss Peregrine’s in the living room” Millard said and Jaime took him there. Alma waited a second to look up as she sewed but gasped a few seconds after she registered who he was, somehow recognizing him.

 “Jaime! What on earth did you do to the poor boy!” The younger woman scoffed, not believing what she was being asked.

 “Oh, please, Alma! He was following the girls! What was I supposed to think?” she pushed him further into the room and he almost tripped.

“Stop!” she warned as she stood up. “You’ll have to pardon Miss Walsh. She has a certain flair for dramatics” he nodded. “Yeah I figured” he scoffed, looking back at Jaime. 

“Watch your damn tone” she growled, another thunder roaring outside and Alma turned. “Jaime, I’m warning you” she looked away, causing Alma to start introducing herself. “My name is Miss Peregrine, and as you already know, this is Jaime” she extended her hand and only when he failed to shake it did she notice the rope. 

“Miss Walsh! Untie him at once! Is that how you treat a guest?!” Jaime looked baffled.

“First, I’ll pretend you did not just call me that. Second, he’s a liar and a-” she raised her hand. “Jaime..”.

She sighed, flashing her blade and going behind him to cut the rope and he shook Miss Peregrine’s hand. 

Jaime was quiet until Jake brought up Abe. “He told me to come find you, to warn you about..the monsters” she scoffed, throwing her hands in the air.

“And why would he do that? Why can’t HE come and warn us himself, has he grown too old to go potty? I warned him about the outside, time and time again, I knew-” Alma yelled as she interrupted her.

“He’s dead, Jaime!” she gaped, looking at her wife with wide eyes. “He’s dead” Alma nodded, and that’s what finally shut her up for good, she gulped before walking backwards a few steps and turning to leave the room and a few seconds later, they heard the front door slammed shut. This cannot be true, no.

Alma sighed, “I’m so sorry for your loss, Jake” she offered him a sympathetic smile before looking out the window as the thunder intensified, Jaime soaked with the rain as she looked up at the sky. “That’s her...ability, isn’t it?” Jake asked, now feeling a little guilty.

Miss Peregrine nodded, sighing. “She’s quite...protective. Especially when it comes to the safety of the children. Abe hurt her more than she liked to admit when he left”.

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The next time they saw Jaime was in the garden, helping Emma put the squirrel back in place before walking away somewhere else. Alma waited a few minutes before deciding to follow her wife inside the house, hearing sobs coming from the kitchen. 

She stopped at the doorway, looking at Jaime who was hunching against the kitchen counter, sobs racking her body. She couldn’t remember the last time she heard Jaime cry like this. Mainly because the same day is repeating over and over again so the day would be predictable. Well..except when Victor died. 

Alma approached her wife gently, placing a hand over the small of her back, startling her. “Love” she called, causing the short-haired woman to look at her, eyes red.

“I’m sorry for the way I laid the news on you..I-” she shook her head. “It’s..It’s fine, it was bound to happen anyway..but I can’t help but feel like shit. First Victor, and now Abe” her lips trembled before she broke down again.

Alma let a few tears escape before wiping both of their eyes, kissing her lips softly before hugging Jaime close to her. A clearing of throat startled them and they looked to see Enoch standing there sheepishly. 

“The police are here again” Jaime and Alma couldn’t help but laugh, though the police came everyday for the past 70 years

“We’ll be right there”

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💙I am Catrina

Pairing: Alma Lefay Peregrine x Fem Lector

Author’s Note: I wanted my first Peregrine work to be different, but not than doing something with Day of the Dead and the MPHFPC universe.

Now, I decided not to go into too much detail about the altar and all that needs to be done for the day of the dead as it’s a very lengthy topic. When T/n is with Peregrine he adopted a human form.

Number of words: 984

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You get off your steed leaving behind marigold petals with every step you take, you were here for him, to guide him to the beyond.

-It’s time,- you say, placing your hand on his shoulder.

-Who are you?- asks the young man, frightened by your presence.

-I am Catrina, I am here to guide you to the beyond.

-But, I can’t leave my sister behind.

-I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do,- giving him a smile.

-Please, I can’t leave her alone,- she pleads looking at you with her eyes full of tears.

-I will take care of her, I promise,- extending your hand.

He hesitates for a moment, turning to see the house on fire before the closing of the loop, he takes your hand, making the marigold leaves form an arch of flowers.

You help him across the arch to the afterlife, for years Victor had been tied to his loop, but the closing of the loop frees him from the place.

- - - - -

You had kept your promise to care for his sister, in time you learned her name “Bronwyn”, you comforted her during the nights while her brother counted the days to see her again.

-But I have to ask Miss Peregrine,- said the girl a little discouraged.

-I’ll take care of her,- returning the smile to her face, -but you have to make sure all the things she likes are there.

With them the girl runs off in search of the materials.

-It’s a pleasure, Miss Peregrine,- turning to look at the bird in the tree.

It flies out of the tree into its human form

-Who are you?- asks the headmistress looking at you from head to toe.

-Y/n,- you introduce yourself with a small bow.

-And what are you doing here, Miss Y/n?

-All in due course Miss Peregrine.

You start walking towards the house leaving a petal junk, the ymbryne is taken aback at this and follows you into the house, finding her children gathered in the living room with you in the middle.

-What’s going on here?

-We’re getting ready for tonight,- you answer as if it were obvious.

-Miss Peregrine, she said she would bring Victor back,- Claire says enthusiastically.

-For one night,- you emphasize, arranging things.

The ymbryne approaches to see some kind of offering in her living room.

-Altars are made to give an offering to our loved ones, in it we put a cross, candles, flowers, incense and a picture of our loved one, as well as their favorite food,- you explain turning your back to the woman.

-I have the picture,- Bronwyn arrives handing you the picture.

-Thank you,- placing it on the highest level.

-I can take care of the flowers,- offers Fiona.

-Here you go, honey,- handing her the seeds.

-I have some candles,- says Emma taking Jake by the arm to go get them.

-I think I have a cross,- comments Enoch.

-I’d really appreciate it,- watching Olive leave with him.

Each child gets a task while you take care of putting everything in place, Peregrine can only watch how her children work together to form the altar, Alma offers you her help to finish faster, honestly she is not sure if this will work but it doesn’t cost her anything to try.

-It’s ready,- says Bronwyn admiring her brother’s altar.

-There is still something missing,- you say, making a path of marigold petals and candles appear at the entrance, -this will help illuminate his path

-What now?- asks Hugh.

-We just have to wait until midnight, but you should get ready for dinner time.

It didn’t take long for all the children to leave to get ready, Alma was planning to ask if you would join them for dinner, but when she turned around she was gone. Dinner went on as normal, at the time of the movie, at the beginning it was normal, but then the image changed to that of a woman wearing a beautiful red dress, with marigold flowers and a big hat with candles.

The children didn’t want to go to sleep but after having promised to wake them up when it was time Peregrine managed to make them sleep for a while, the ymbryne was in the living room contemplating the altar, she had always felt guilty for Victor’s death, for not having protected him.

-None of this is your fault,- you say behind her, scaring the woman.

-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, but I couldn’t help but see how you feel,- taking a seat next to her.

-It’s my job to protect the children and I couldn’t do it,- she says angrily.

-But you can’t, even if you have the possibility to turn back time you will never be able to save him-, in a serious tone, -the best thing you can do is to take care of his sister

-I’d better go wake him up,- he says trying to get out of the situation.

You stand there in front of the altar and start praying for Victor’s soul, with each mystery you said you felt his presence stronger, the boy was impatient to see his sister. When souls travel from the beyond to visit us we cannot see them but you would have to help him so that she could see him. When all the children came downstairs and you were finishing the last mystery, Victor appeared in front of them, making everyone’s eyes fill with tears, Bronwyn tried to hug her brother but ended up piercing him.

-You can’t touch him honey, his soul is here but not his body,- you notice the pain in the girl’s eyes and you decide to take a chance with the following, -but maybe I can do something.

A swirl of flower petals forms around you, scaring everything but Victor, when it dissipates a woman appears with a long red dress with flowers and a big hat with candles. Everyone is amazed at the sight of the woman, who even with her skull-like appearance is still beautiful.

-Enjoy your family,- you tell the boy, touching his shoulder, before disappearing and leaving behind marigold petals.

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Waltzing under the twinkling lights Part 1

Milady de Winter x Princess!Reader 🗡️

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Part 2

Eva Green & Characters one shots Collection

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Milady's POV

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It is beyond my wildest dreams to think that I would develop strong feelings for a princess of royal heritage. However, it is equally unimaginable for me to fathom the path I have taken, where I have ascended to become one of the most infamous and one of the most notorious spies in all of Europe either.

Throughout my eventful existence, I have adopted the captivating name of Milady de Winter and experienced a remarkably unconventional upbringing. Hailing from a humble background, my family's financial status was far from prosperous, compelling me to rely solely on my own resourcefulness. However, the means by which I sustained myself were often far from lawful, prompting me to adopt multiple aliases to shield my true identity from prying eyes. The harsh realities of my circumstances forced me to acquire the necessary survival skills, and I swiftly honed my abilities to navigate the treacherous paths of life. It was precisely this unparalleled skill set that captured the attention of none other than the infamous Cardinal Richelieu himself, even during my formative adolescent years.

Richelieu enlisted me as a covert operative or a spy under his command, and my talents propelled me up the ladder of success within his ranks. I proved to be exceptionally skilled at my assigned duties, executing them with precision and efficiency. However, even amidst my accomplishments, an indescribable void permeated my existence, as if my very being was an incomplete puzzle yearning for that one elusive piece to bring it to fruition. The nagging sensation of something missing plagued me ceaselessly, leaving me perplexed and disoriented. That was when I attended the ball that I happened to lay my eyes on what or should I say who that missing puzzle is.

And there she stood, the princess herself, radiating elegance as she shared a moment of pure joy with her companions. I couldn't help but be transfixed by her graceful presence and the genuine happiness that emanated from her. It was at that very instant when our eyes met for the first time, and I was instantly captivated by the sparkle in her eyes and the warmth of her smile. Princess Y/N stood out from the crowd in a way that was truly remarkable. Her exceptional kindness, intelligence, and carefree spirit set her apart from anyone I had ever crossed paths with before. In all honesty, I found myself yearning to possess even a fraction of her admirable qualities. Our fateful encounter occurred unexpectedly at a grand ball, where the elite and noble figures of society had gathered. As I mingled with the well-heeled attendees, indulging in a glass of rich red wine, my ears were suddenly captivated by a burst of melodious laughter that seemed to float through the air. It was a sound so enchanting and delightful that it irresistibly beckoned me closer, drawing me toward its source.

The woman looked absolutely stunning, clad in a magnificent red dress adorned with intricate gold threadwork. It was evident that her father, being the king, had spared no expense in providing her with the finest jewellery, which only added to her allure. Her hair was expertly arranged in a half-up, half-down hairstyle, with a few loose strands gracefully framing her exquisite face.

In a state of trance, my gaze became fixated on her, unable to tear my eyes away. There was an inexplicable longing within me, a desire to become acquainted with her, to be in close proximity. It was then that I observed her companions dispersing, likely seeking to engage in social interactions with other members of the nobility. Driven by an uncontrollable force, I approached her, yearning for the smallest exchange of words.

As I approached her highness, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation coursing through my veins. The moment she caught sight of me, I made sure to convey my utmost reverence by gracefully curtsying before her. With bated breath, I greeted her in a tone of deference, "Good evening, your Highness. Allow me to introduce myself as Milady de Winter." A whirlwind of emotions churned within me as I struggled to contain my excitement. Even though I had lived a life shrouded in secrecy as a spy, there was something about her that made me feel jittery, completely enthralled by her regal presence.

Princess Y/N smiled warmly at me, her eyes full of curiosity. "Good evening, my lady. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting before. Are you new to the court?”

Her voice sounds so angelic, although I quickly returned her smile before I got lost in my mind,  hoping to conceal the whirlwind of emotions stirring within me. "Indeed, your highness. I have recently arrived, and it is truly an honor to be in your presence. Your beauty and grace are renowned throughout the kingdom."

Her cheeks flushed ever so slightly, you wouldn't notice unless you are very observant which I am considering I am a spy and I'm confident I had managed to make her blush. "Oh, you flatter me, Milady. But do tell me, what brings you to court? Are you here for a specific purpose?"

I glanced around, making sure no prying ears were nearby, before leaning in slightly. "I'm afraid I cannot disclose the details, your highness. Let's just say I serve a higher authority, and my role is to ensure the safety and security of the kingdom."

Princess Y/N's eyes widened with curiosity, her interest piqued. "How intriguing! A secret agent in our midst. You must have quite the stories to tell."

I chuckled, the sound escaping before I could stop myself. "Indeed, your highness. But I'm afraid my tales are not fit for a royal setting. Perhaps someday, in private, I can regale you with the tales of my adventures."

Her smile grew mischievous, and I knew she was enjoying our conversation. "I shall hold you to that, Milady. It would be a delight to hear your stories."

As the night continued, we talked and laughed about anything and everything, engaging in a light-hearted conversation. Princess Y/N possessed a quick wit and an inquisitive mind, making the hours fly by in a haze of laughter and shared moments. Time seemed to stand still, and for the first time in my life, I felt a sense of belonging.

As the music slowed and a waltz began, Princess Y/N turned to me with a spark of mischief in her eyes. "Milady, would you honor me with a dance?"

I couldn't help but be taken aback by her request, my heart skipping a beat. "Princess, it would be my utmost pleasure," I replied with a graceful bow.

As we moved together around the ballroom, our steps were perfectly in sync, as if we were made for each other. The world around us faded into the background, and it felt as though it was just the two of us.

As we danced, our conversation continued, and we shared our dreams, ambitions, and secrets. The more we spoke, the deeper our connection grew. It was as if the puzzle pieces of my life were slowly falling into place.

Princess Y/N looked at me intently, her eyes filled with warmth. "Milady, there is something different about you. You have this air of independence and mystery, yet there is also a vulnerability that draws me in. I feel like there is more to you than what meets the eye. You intrigue me so much."

I hesitated for a moment, my heart pounding in my chest. "Your Highness, I have spent my life hiding behind different names and identities. But with you, I feel like I can finally be myself. In your presence, I feel accepted and understood."

Her hand gently squeezed mine, and a tender smile graced her lips. "Milady, I see the strength and resilience within you. I believe there is a world of possibilities for us if we are willing to take a chance."

And at that moment, as we finished waltzing under the twinkling lights, Princess Y/N took my hand and led me to the gardens where no one was around. We kept our conversation while walking around the garden. This leads to us here in front of the fountain where we both held such intense eye contact. She looked into my eyes and for just a second her gaze lowered to my lips and so did mine. We started leaning closer to each other and before I knew it. Her soft lips were on mine and I knew that at this moment I had found the missing piece to my puzzle.

And so, we began our clandestine romance. It wasn't easy, of course. There were always guards around, and we had to be careful not to be caught. But we managed it, meeting in secret gardens and hidden alcoves. It was exhilarating, and I felt alive in a way I never had before. Princess Y/N was the light and love I never knew I needed, and together, we would navigate the mysteries of life, side by side.

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I have not yet watched "Les Trois Mousquetaires: D'artagnan" because it is only available in selected countries so I'm going to be basing Milady's background on what I think her background could have been and why she turned out to be like that. I'll leave the part where Milady and Athos are married cause Y/N is gonna come to the picture (though I do ship them a lot because of BBC's musketeers, go check it out if you haven't it's really good.)

Also, this is requested by Scarlett274973 (Wattpad), thank you for requesting 🩷

Also sorry for not updating any more oneshots since the last update. I haven't been feeling well and have had headaches and my body just doesn't want to sleep though I'm so tired and I also felt like throwing up but I'm getting better. Anyways, don't forget to drink your water lovelies and stay hydrated.

Edit (08/18/2023):

This is originally published on wattpad I also have a few other Eva Green and Characters one shots on my book in wattpad. I posted the very first one shot here and put the link on it. I'm going to publish this one shot here for now since wattpad is acting up and won't let me publish any updates. Thanks for understanding.

-Zel

#eva green #eva green x reader #milady de winter #the three musketeers #les trois mousquetaires #Milady de Winter x Reader