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authordoewhite · 6 years

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Fustrations - Meisner X Reader

Should’ve posted this last Friday ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

In a couple hours you’ll have some BUCKY SMUT

Adalind was now safe with her baby, everything was out of Meisner’s hands, now he was coming back to the safe house. You didn't want to act like you were excited, but you couldn't help it. Everyone else seemed to think you were adorable. But when he came back, you knew he was in a bad mood, “Meisner, are you okay?” “It’s been a long day,” he growled, pushing past you, you followed him down the corridor, “What’s wrong?”

“Frustrations,” he admitted, “Frustrations?” you questioned, his head snapped in your direction, you knew you were stepping into something you shouldn’t, but you couldn’t help yourself. “Why are you frustrated?”

Meisner stepped towards you, with every step he took you took one back. This continued until he had you backed against the wall, caging you in with his hands either side of your head. “Every time I am around you, I have to have so much control, because if I don’t I won’t be able to stop myself from taking you, however, whenever, I want,” he growled, you felt grow wet at simply just the thought of Meisner taking whenever, wherever he wanted, so you leaned over to him, “Then do it.” “Don’t tempt me.” “I am not tempting you, Meisner. I am offering you everything you want. Everything you’ve asked for. Take me, Meisner.” he didn’t wait for your finish as he grabbed you, pushing against the wall with all the force of his body as he pressed his lips to yours in a fierce, passionate kiss.

His hands wrapped around your thighs and pulled you upwards, forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back…” he whispered between kisses, “They don’t.” you snapped back, your fingers curling into his hair and beginning to tug, making Meisner growl. He carried you through the corridors back to his own sleeping quarters, dumping you on the hard bed. Before you could complain Meisner was on top of you, pressing you down with his body and ripping your clothes off. You did the same for him, pulling his shirt over his head and moving to his trousers. Meisner ushered your hands away from him and pulled off your skirt and pushed down his trousers, his hard cock bouncing up. He knelt down next to the bed, pulling your legs apart and settling himself between them. “Meisner…” you gasped, feeling your cheeks heat up, “Shh….” he whispered, his fingers beginning to circle your clit, “You’re so wet…” you tried to speak up it came out as a long moan when Meisner licked a long stripe along your pussy. He continued his movements, his fingers wrapping around your thighs.

Your hips began to buck into him, the pleasure becoming too much, but you wanted him. You wanted him now. Tugging on his hair to get his attention, you pulled Meisner back up to you, his lips glistening with your juices. He lined himself up with, pressing a kiss to your lips as he pushed into you. His girth stretches you, Meisner reaching down between your bodies to rub your clit, your mind going blank.

As he began to thrust, his hands moved up your body, across your breasts to your throat, his grip tightening. “Meisner…” you whispered, feeling a sense of panic and arousal at his actions. Meisner leaned in close to your ear, his breath tickling your neck, “Trust me…” he whispered, his grip loosening for a second. You slowly nodded, feeling his grip tighten again. His thrusting became wild and erratic, the grip on your throat getting tight enough that you couldn’t breathe, but your orgasm was fast approaching. You took in one last gasp as your orgasm washed over you, your whole body shaking with pleasure. Meisner pulled out and moaned as he came across your stomach. Looking down at you with a smile on his face.

“You are beautiful…” you smiled up at him, letting him move you around so he could lie next to you, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek.

#Meisner #Meisner x reader #grimm #grimm x reader

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skylarmoon71 · 4 years

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Sebastien x Reader - Chapter 3

~Months Later~

"I can't believe it. Royals are finally out of the picture and now we have a whole other problem. " you were browsing through your laptop as you conversed with Sebastien.

"Black Claw is slowly rising in their ranks. Are you certain Meisner doesn't need our assistance?" you nod.

"I'm sure. I'm really a little shocked you've stayed with me this long. I thought you would have skipped town after you were healed. " you were secretly thankful he didn't leave. You'd never admit it but you'd grown close to him.

Maybe a little too close. Of course you flirted with him every chance you got. But it wasn't just for your entertainment, despite what he might have thought. You were attracted to him. And you didn't know how else to express yourself. You knew he never took your advances seriously. And in a way you didn't mind. Because you never had to worry about your feelings getting hurt. It was safer for you emotionally to tease him.

The both of you were once again hauled up in yet another motel. After leaving Salem to flee, you drifted to Boston. Then New York, shortly after that you passed through Pennsylvania. Now you were in West Virginia.

"It's safer if we stick together. At least for the time being." That's what you were afraid of. Hadrian's Wall was slowly matching Black Claw's forces. With Trubel and Nick on their side, you had no doubt they'd defeat the threat. What scared you was this alliance you had with Sebastien.

When all this was through he'd eventually leave you. You already planned to retire, but you were hoping he would join you. As it was right now, your partnership had an expiry date. One that you weren't looking forward to seeing. Your gaze shifted to Sebastien. He was sifting through a couple documents Meisner sent at the desk.

"Hey, when this is all done, what are you going to do?" Sebastien stopped his current task, looking over at you. "I haven't put much thought into it. I never really expected to make it this far."

"Oh ye of little faith. You really think I'd let anything happen to you." Sebastien was now fully facing you. "I've said this before, but I'm genuinely grateful for all you've done for me. I would have died that day had it not been for you."

He smiled, and you swore your heart just fluttered.

Your eyes moved back to the computer screen bashfully.

"Come on, don't go getting all sentimental on me now Frenchie."

Sebastien chuckled. "I do have a name. I'd appreciate it if you used it. "

"Where's the fun in that?" you quipped. He never really answered your question, but you just left it alone. When you were done scanning through the images of Black Claw subordinates, you opened a new tab, checking news reports on any suspicious deaths in the area. Meisner had you keeping track of a few hackers.

They'd tapped into a few computers at Hadrian's Wall. How much information they obtained before the built in virus kicked in was unknown. That's why Meinser instructed that you keep a low profile. He didn't know how much intel they gained, or identities they uncovered. Right now staying put was the smartest plan. While you were moving through police reports, you noticed a red blinking light on your computer. Your brows knitted in confusion.

"The camera's off so why is it.." your eyes widened. You jumped out of your chair.

"Sebastien get down!!" the urgency behind your tone frightened him. You lunged grabbing him and pulling him from the desk unto the floor. A bullet struck right into the wall where he once was. Sebastien grunted, crashing to the ground with you and the window over your head broke, a canister rolling right next to your body.

"Shit!"

You tried covering your nose with your sleeve, but the gas had already filled the room. You coughed, eyes going fogging as you reached out for Sebastien. Your vision blurred, and the last thing you could make out was a dark figure hovering over your body.

#grimm #sebastienxreader #meisner #royals #wesen #crime #reader #humor #love #fights #blackclaw

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woossexyponytail · 7 years

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Vampire Academy part 5

Genre : fluff / drama / smutt Vampire school au Pairing:Mark x reader, Jackson x reader and Yoongi x reader Plot : At St Vladimir's Accadamey, you learn how to navigate life as a dhapire, a half-human vampire hybrid and a guardian protector of best friend mark tuan prince of the moroi and last hire to the throne of vampires. You train with mentors to guarantee you're place as Mark's guardian. Although you may have to sacrifice everything to protect Mark from enemies both within St. Vladamir's walls and outside them. -------- Walking outside with Jackson the sun was out "The sunlight, it's nice." I said Jackson nodded "I miss it." He said cracking his neck "Stupid vampire timetable. The little sacrifices we make. And the big ones. My 17-year-old silliness, that was the past." I said Jackson looked at me "That was an hour ago. Are you trying to tell me you're suddenly mature and responsible?" He asked raising an eyebrow "I'm trying to tell you that I want to be, I have to be. Teach me something more than doing laps. I know enough about running away. And next time we meet, teach me how to fight." I said as I walked away. Sitting in class doodling on my book I wasn't paying attention as the teacher walked in "Pipe down." The teacher said as everyone became silent the teacher nodded "Let's pick up where we left off. After the tribunals in Romania... Mia! You're usually a lot better at passing on notes. Having an off-day?" He said holding his hand out for Mia to give the note. She smiled "Oh, no, Mr. Meisner, please don't read this note out loud, I beg of you." She said my head popped up as I looked to see what it read "I'll bet that drama queen... I mean, drama prince, killed that bird himself to distract the school from his real secret." He stopped "Don't go on." Mia said giggling "Mr. Meisner, you're being used as a tool to broadcast Mia's vile propaganda." I said protecting Mark "Are you calling me a tool?" He asked me "If she's not, I will." Jackson piped up "What was that, Wang? Now I'm curious. So, it turns out the reason that Mark survived so long on the outside after the accident is he used Y/N as a personal feed bag." Everyone started talking and whispering "Settle down! Dhampir-Moroi mastication is a very serious allegation. I'm gonna pretend I never read this. Everyone turn to page three of your handout." The teacher said throwing away the note until Mia pipped up "But, Mr. Meisner, you left out the best part. About my boy, Kyle, and that Dhamp tramp last night." She said laughing "What?" I asked glaring at them "Truth hurts, blood whore." Ray one of mias lackies said. At that moment Yoongi jumped up and punched Ray in the face, "Yoongi cut it out! Kindly report to Headmistress Kirova's office, Down the hall, turn left." The teacher said Yoongi sighed "Like I need directions." Yoongi said walking out the class. After class Mark ran out as I ran after him trying to stop him I yelled "Mark stop!" running past people "Uh-oh. Lovers' quarrel." Mia said laughing i stopped and glared at them "Y/N, I bleed for you." Kyle said laughing "No, it's Y/N who does the bleeding." Mia said I couldn't hold it in anymore I walked to Mia to go and punch her, right when I held my arm up a hand grabbed me and pulled me away looking up it was Jackson "You can't beat up everyone you have a problem with!" He yelled "Well, I can try." I said trying to force myself out of his grip "What is going on?" Mark said next to me "I told you, Kyle and I barely even made out, and Ray wasn't even there, so I don't even know what he's talking about." I said "OK, yes. Teenage boys are weak and sweaty piglets. It is our covenant... I'm talking about you and me. How did they find out about the feeding?" Mark whispered the last part "You know, when Kyle's fangs came poking out, did you..." Jackson said to me "No, not even. But... he did kind of suspect. Mark, let me explain, please!" I said he shock his head "Let me talk..." he said "Is it true?" Bambam said running towards us with Jungkook "You're gonna have to be more specific." I said rolling my eyes "Kyle and Ray, and not just hooking up, fanging up." Bambam said "They claim they fed while... " Jungkook said looking away "Absolutely not...Well, actually, Kyle and I did make out a little, but..." jungkook cut me off "Where there's smoke, there's fire." He said shrugging "Leave fire out of this." Bambam said shaking his head "You throw yourselves at any douche bag who happens to be Moroi and royal." Yoongi said walking up to us "Whoa, Yoongi. I do not have time to deal with your feelings right now." I said holding my hands up "OK. But you should thank me" He said "you punched someone" Jackson said Yoongi shrugged again "anyway! We need to find out who killed the bird to begin with anyone else helping?" I asked all of them nodded "good". We had an emergency assembly as we all sat down when "Queen Tatiana?" Mark whispered in disbelief "I hope I did not take you too much by surprise, but sometimes your queen awakens with a need to look upon her lovelies." The Queen said smiling upon us all "Where's Mark? Mark Tuan? Please come up and let me see the prince." She said mark walked up to her as she held his hands "Not a day goes by where we don't lament the loss of your parents and your brother. The Tuan name represents the finest of Moroi qualities. While you, Mark Tuan, the last of the Tuan line... if you are our future, I am less than impressed. The power that comes from royal blood must be used responsibly. While you... you give us dead animals, blood games. Shameful!" Mark shock his head "Queen Tatiana, I can explain." She quickly cut him off "Shh, shh, shh. Not now, dear. However, I have every confidence that our dear Mark will turn things around. Now, let us adjourn to the banquet hall." She said as we all got up and I ran up to Mark along with Jackson as we comforted him. I walked with Natalie and Jackson back to Marks room "My father would never have done something like that. After all that Mark has been through, to be shamed by our queen bee?" Natalie said "Don't you mean queen bee-etch?" Jackson said laughing "You don't talk to Mark like that." I said when we got to the door no guardians could be seen "So much for round-the-clock guardians. Mark?" Jackson said going first "Oh, my God." I said entering next "By the soul of St. Vladimir. Who would do something like this? Why?" Natalie said in complete shock Mark was on the floor crying I ran up to him comforting him with Jackson "Go to the wall, Nat. Talk to me." I said she look at me "What? Yeah, OK." As she walked to the wall she licked the blood on the wall "Oh, God. It's fresh, and it's Moroi." "OK, can you tell me if it's royal?" Jackson asked "Don't be absurd." Natalie said shaking her head "Said the girl licking the wall." I told her "I can tell you it's more than one person's blood." She said "They misspelled "beware."" I said looking at the blood "Mark, I can clean it up. I'm sorry." Natalie said "Leave it. The misspelling shows it was just a bunch of stupid teenagers." He said "OK, you know what, I'm gonna go start packing. I'm really..." I got cut off by Mark "No, Y/N, We can't just keep running away, at least until we know what we're running away from." Mark said standing up. "Ooh! A mystery, how exciting. We can be like four Nancy Drews trying..." i cut Natalie off "I hate mysteries. I would prefer a good Strigoi attack at this point because at least I'd know what those homicidal bloodsuckers want." I said "No more. I am taking our dear beloved queen's advice, and I'm turning things around. Kyle and Ray are pawns. Mia is the mastermind." Mark said "and what are we going to do?" Jackson said "I have a way of getting people to see my side of the story. Don't worry, Natalie knows of my skills. It was too exhausting keeping it from her." Mark said "Are you going to use compulsion on Mia?" Natalie asked "Where's the fun in that? I'm going to use compulsion on everyone but Mia." He said smirking "But compulsion on such a large scale..." I said Mark quickly cut me off "Magic should be used for something more than warm and fuzzy classroom exercises." He said I nodded "fine get some sleep now your going to use a lot of energy tomorrow" said. This is going to be interesting I thought. -------- OMG I'm back and working on this again I'm sorry it took so long but I hope you like it :)

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bullet-prooflove · 2 months

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Grimm Masterlist

Martin Meisner Masterlist

Sean Renard Masterlist

#sean renard #sean renard x reader #sean renard x you #grimm #martin meisner #martin meisner x reader #martin meisner x you #meisner #meisner x reader #meisner x you

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bullet-prooflove · 2 months

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Martin Meisner Masterlist

It Ain't Me - You're not the woman Meisner wants.

#martin meisner #martin meisner x reader #martin meisner x you #meisner #meisner x reader #meisner x you #grimm

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merakiaes · 5 years

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Protective Parents - Martin Meisner

Pairing: Martin Meisner x reader

Requested: Yes!

Warnings/notes: Some short Meisner, requested by anon. I changed up the request a little bit, and I haven’t actually read through it so it probably sucks. But I hope you enjoy, and keep sending Grimm requests, preferably romantic!

Wordcount: 1379

Summary: You’re dating Meisner and Trubel teases you both that you treat her like your daughter, the morning takes a bit of an unexpected turn.

Ever since you and Meisner moved in together, Trubel had been spending more time at your shared apartment than she did at Nick and Adalind’s. You didn’t mind, of course. You knew that she was close with your boyfriend and you had taken a liking to her, too. But now you felt responsible for her, you and Meisner both, and it could get a bit overwhelming at times, seeing as she wasn’t the most… obedient of people.

You didn’t know when it happened, but you and Meisner had both followed in Nick’s footsteps of feeling like you owed it to take care of the younger girl, and in situations when that need grew a little stronger than it usually did, it could end in one of three ways.

One, Trubel got pissed off about the fact that you were constantly trying to control her life, what she was doing and who she was doing it with. This wasn’t an unusual occurrence when you tried to talk her out of something that could put her in a potentially dangerous spot.

If this didn’t happen, although rarely, she could actually be understanding of your worry for her and agree to compensate a little bit so that she would still be able to do what she was originally planning, all while you and Meisner would be able to feel like she was safe.

As for the third and most normally occurring outcome, Trubel would simply smirk and tease you to no end about the fact that you more or less treated her like parents would their own child. Today was one of those day, as you were trying to talk her out of something like you did every other day.

“I still don’t understand how Nick can be so calm about this.” You threw your arms out in exasperation as you rounded the kitchen island, wiping your hands on a kitchen towel.

Trubel snorted from her seat at the island, her mouth full of eggs. “Because he trusts me and knows I can handle myself, that’s why.”

“It’s not that we don’t know you can handle yourself.” Meisner protested as he joined your side, his hand coming to rest on the small on your back. “But this is a group of Gelumcaedus we’re talking about. We have no idea how many they are, and you’re going into their lair. Without backup.”

“That’s exactly why I’m going there!” Trubel stated loudly, all while chewing loudly. “To check their number so that Nick and Monroe know what to expect when going in for the kill.”

You couldn’t help but scoff and shake your head at that. “I love Nick, but why he keeps bringing you in on his cases is beyond me. One day you’re going to end up getting hurt, and we’ll be left behind to deal with it.”

Rolling her eyes, Trubel kicked her legs off the chair in front of her and sat up straight. “Would it make you feel better if I took Bud with me?”

“Are you kidding me?” Meisner joined in from your side in a pissed off tone. “They would be able to smell him miles away!”

Trubel turned to look at him, crossing her arms. “And they won’t be able to smell me, anyways?”

“That’s exactly the point we’re trying to make.” You groaned, hitting your palm to your forehead in frustration. “You shouldn’t go there without Monroe or Nick. At least they can fight, no offence to Bud.”

Trubel opened her mouth to speak, but Meisner held up a finger to shush her. “Before you say we don’t think you can fight, we know you can. But it’s too dangerous this time.”

The young Grimm rolled her eyes once more, standing up with a very exaggerated sigh and slapping her hands to her thighs. “Alright, you know what?” She asked, plastering on a very forced smile. “I’ll go over to Nick’s and tell him my parents won’t let me go alone.”

This time it was your time to roll your eyes, while Meisner sighed from beside you. “Again with the parent-jokes?” He asked in a tired voice, causing her to laugh.

“What?” She asked, teasing you with a smirk. “You literally act like you’re my parents and I’m your teenage kid going through her rebel phase in life. People wouldn’t be able to tall the difference.”

Snorting, you rolled up the towel you were still holding onto and smacked it to her leg, nodding to the door. “Just go.” You instructed, shaking your head fondly with a small smile playing on your lips. “And not alone.” You pointed a finger to her.

She rolled her eyes for a third time but nonetheless gave you a nod. “Not alone, got it.” She turned around and steered her legs toward the front door, throwing her hand up in a kind of wave. “See you at dinner.”

“I don’t want a single strand on hair on your head touched when you get back!” You yelled after her, but she was already out in the hallways, the front door slamming shut seconds later.

You shook your head with a fond smile, letting out a long sigh. Suddenly, you felt Meisner pull you in closer, pressing your back into his chest and leaning his head into your neck to carefully place a kiss on the sensitive skin.

Your eyes fell closed at the feeling and you put the towel on the kitchen island in order to grab ahold of his forearms as they came to wrap around you securely. You chuckled lightly as you felt him take in a breath on the crook of your neck, the small action tickling you.

“So, how about it, huh?” His voice came, muffled from his face being pressed against your skin and still laced with sleep.

You smiled, humming at the feeling of the kisses he was peppering down your exposed shoulder, one of his hands coming up to move your hair away to better be able to reach your special spots. Frisky behavior like this wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary when it came to Meisner, but it made you melt inside every time.

Of course, he always waited for Trubel to leave before latching onto you like the big teddybear he was.

“What about what?” You hummed, running your thumb over the skin of his muscular forearm, your chest fluttering with the familiar feeling of his warmth rushing over you.

Meisner hummed back, his voice sending vibrations through your neck and causing a shiver to run down your spine. “Parents.” He mumbled back. “Us, being parents.” He clarified.

The second the words left his lips, your eyes were wide open again and you quickly whipped your head around to look at him with a wide smile. “Really?” You asked, maybe a little too quickly. But you couldn’t help but to be excited.

You knew how good Meisner was with kids, after seeing him look after both Diana and Kelly on more than several occasions. But he had never, never, brought up the subject of having children of your own.

You had always wanted kids, but you weren’t one to openly talk about it in fear of making Meisner uncomfortable, seeing as you had never gotten it clear on where he stood on the matter. But now that he actually seemed to be showing interest in it, you couldn’t contain the giddiness raising in your chest.

“Why not?” He asked you back, proceeding to turn you around by your arms, taking you into a firm embrace. “Now that Black Claw is gone, and things are relatively calm in Portland, maybe it would be nice. A family of our own.”

Your smile widened, reaching all the way up to your eyes. “I mean, we’re not getting any younger.” You agreed, trailing a finger down his bare chest. “But if you didn’t hear Trubel on her way out, we already have a kid.”

Meisner chuckled, raising his hands to cradle your face, pulling you closer to his. “Well, I think we’ll be able to handle two of them.”

You smiled, before being brought in by a kiss, slowly but surely being backed away in the direction of the bedroom for a very nice morning.

#grimm imagine #grimm x reader #grimm alexander x reader #grimm one shot #grimm #martin meisner x reader #martin meisner imagine #martin meisner #meisner imagine #meisner x reader #nick burkhardt #nick burkhardt imagine #nick burkhardt x reader

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merakiaes · 5 years

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GRIMM MASTERLIST

(UPDATED 29/08-19 | REQUESTS CLOSED)

Nick Burkhardt

Something There

Alexander

On The Run

Husband And Wife

The Librarian

Sean Renard

Something Borrowed

Martin Meisner

Protective Parents

Drew Wu

Fuchsbau

#grimm #grimm one shot #grimm imagine #grimm x reader #grimm alexander x reader #nick burkhardt x reader #nick burkhardt #nick burkhardt imagine #drew wu x reader #martin meisner x reader #martin meisner imagine #martin meisner #meisner x reader #meisner imagine #sean renard x reader #sean renard imagine #trubel

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merakiaes · 4 years

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Alexander Thain - Grimm (gifs are mine)

Reblog & like if you save and give credit if you use.

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merakiaes · 5 years

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PROMPT-LIST

This is a list where you can find prompts to request for if you don’t know what to request. The lists will all be updated whenever I find new prompts that I like.

IMPORTANT!

Feel free to mix and specify them as you want! The fandoms and characters you can request for you can read about here, since all of the tags don’t fit!

When requesting, please be as specific as possible when requesting from these lists, see examples below.

Example 1; #4 fluff for Peter Parker Example 2; #10 hug for Zuko

Also specify if you want the whole smut scene or if you just want the prompts mentioned! It’s sometimes too hard for my slow brain to figure out on my own xD

COMMON TROPES FLUFF, SMUT & ANGST PROMPTS HUG & KISS PROMPTS

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skylarmoon71 · 4 years

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Grimm Fanfiction-Sebastien x Reader- Chapter 2

Three Weeks Later.

"Don't worry, he's coming around. Yeah, healing quite nicely. Thanks to me of course. " you were on the phone. Sebastien could hear the male on the other side of the line. He held out his hand for the phone and you turned in your chair. You smirked. "Say please." you mouthed. His eyes looked completely unimpressed. "Fine." you returned, passing the phone to him.

"Meisner, I'm growing tired of your detail. I've recovered well enough. I know the royals are still out there. I can still be of assistance to the resistance."

You knew Meisner was replying, and from the look on Sebastien's face, he didn't like what he was saying. You watched Sebastien. Through the few weeks you'd been travelling together, you could tell he was slowly starting to actually trust you.

After he confirmed you were in fact a friend of Meisner, conversations were a lot easier. He was healing, slowly but surely. The bruise on his eye was remarkably smaller. Just a faint red bruise in its absence.

He was also wearing casual clothing now. You had a feeling he was used to suits. You confirmed it when you went shopping for him during the first week. You assured him it was necessary. The royals would be looking for a well dressed Sebastien, not a casual clothed one. You honestly didn't understand why he made such a fuss. He looked great in pretty much anything. Jeans and T shirts fit him just right.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you." he hung up the phone, giving it back.

You had an idea of what Meienser must have told him.

"Don't look so pissed. I've been doing a good job so far. "

"I'm very grateful for what you've done. I just dislike being in debt. We've been on the run for weeks. Surely the royal families no longer perceive me as a threat. "

"Well, I'd rather not take the chance. Besides, hiding out in Salem isn't half bad. I would have liked to come here on better terms. And as for your next problem, I think I have an idea how you

can repay me. " You walked over to the bed, pressing your knees into the bed on either side of his waist. His breath caught and his eyes widened. You could tell he was more than a little taken aback by your bold move. He looked almost panicked. You fought a smile, biting down on your lower lip. He tried to move away, but you pushed him down on the bed. Hands locking at the sides of his head to ensure he stayed put.

"W-What are you doing!" The alarm in his tone was adorable. Someone like him who must have done countless undercover assignments was nervous from such a minor action.

"Come on, did you really think my services were free. Meisner is like a brother to me, but even he knows I have a price. This time though, cash just won't cut it. Not when I have such a delicious charge." you licked your lips and Sebastien drew in a shaky breath when you leaned closer.

This is what worried him the most. Through the weeks you'd been protecting him, you'd made a disturbing amount of attempts on him. You were so overtly sexual towards him. He didn't know what to do with it. He wasn't sure how to react in such a situation.

During one of his more private calls he even asked Meisner about it. The tattooed assassin assured him that he had nothing to worry about. You usually just teased. Sebastien's problem was he had no idea what your said teasing entailed. He was a little too embarrassed to even ask. Now you were merely inches away, and he was fighting the urge to close the space between the both of you. He couldn't give in.

This was just a temporary mission. Soon enough you would be gone. He couldn't afford to get attached. You looked at him. He appeared to be having an internal battle. His dark eyes portrayed uncertainty. The vibrating of your phone in your pocket gained your attention. You leaned up, pulling out the device. You read the message, cursing. You jumped off the bed, leaning under the bed and pulling out a black duffle bag. Sebastien regained his composure, straightening up. He could see you rushing to shove items into your bag.

"What's the matter?"

You opened the dresser, taking the gun and shoving it into your bag.

"Apparently we've been compromised. We have approximately ten minutes before two hundjagers come bursting through that door. "

"How did they find us!" he grabbed his bag, hoisting it on his shoulder.

You shook your cell phone in front of him before dropping it on the ground and smashing it.

"My fault, forget to change it. We'll get a burner tomorrow so I can check in with Meisner. " Sebastien nodded, opening the door and looking at both sides.

"It's clear."

You lifted the bag, tucking another gun at your side. He looked at you in question.

"Just in case." you clarified. You followed him out, running down through the halls of the hotel.

"So much for enjoying Salem." you grouched.

"I believe we have more pressing issues. " He gestured to the stairs and you nodded.

"You're right. We do have more pressing matters. "

He didn't have to look back to know you were checking him out from the back. Despite his best efforts his face colored.

#wesen #sebastienxreader #royals #fights #meisner #trubel #grimm #love #fear

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skylarmoon71 · 4 years

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Grimm Fanfiction - Sebastein x Reader- Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don’t own Grimm or the music or pictures.

Enjoy!

"This time, I actually believe you." Sebastien raised his gun to fire, only to realize he'd run out of bullets. Victor smiled, raising his own pistol. Sebastien already surrendered to his faith. After months of torturing, there was no way he could fight. He closed his eyes. Only to jolt them back open when he heard a grunt from ahead. Prince Victor was no longer standing before, in his place was a woman.

You smirked, tucking your gun into the back of your pants. "What's say we get you out of here?" you closed the door moving around the car. His eyes opened, unsure of what to say. You jumped into the driver's seat, starting the engine.

"Who are you?" You didn't kill him, so he was deeply confused. Unless this was a ploy to get him to provide some other kind of information. When the car started you pulled off. Through the mirror you could see Victor picking himself up. He shot at the car, the sound of bullets making Sebastien duck. Your grin just widened at the royal's futile attempt.

When you were out of range he finally gave up. "Name's (Y/N). I'm a little friend of Meisner. Don't worry about anything. Adalind and the child are safe. He told me to get to you. Had a feeling they'd try to tie up all loose ends. Lucky I got to you when I did. You almost got smoked."

Sebastien didn't appreciate your very enthusiastic response to him almost getting killed.

"How do I know you're not working with the royals."

"Trust me, if I was you'd be dead. Besides, it's clear that you have nothing they need anymore. Prince douchebag back there should be all the proof you need. Digging the accent by the way. Very nice." Sebastien rolled his eyes. "Americans." he muttered. He was starting to wonder if letting Victor kill him was so bad.

"Hey, you should be more grateful!" you protested. Even though that was the case, you were driving and smiling like you'd just won the lottery. "You guys really love living on the edge huh. Speaky of edge you don't look too good back there. " His left eye was swollen, and he probably had a few broken ribs from the way he had his arm wrapped over his abdomen. There were prominent blood stains on his white shirt, slightly covered by the brown coat.

"I wasn't exactly staying at a spa." you laughed at his snarky retort.

"Hah, good one. Don't worry about it. When we get back to civilization I'll get you something to help with the pain. Until then you can relax, take a nap. You probably haven't had a proper night's sleep for a while now." The exhaustion was clear on his face, but he was forcing himself to stay awake. You could tell he was still a bit hesitant to fully trust you. Life as a spy really came with major trust issues.

"I'll protect you, I promise." For the first time since you met, he could see the seriousness in your eyes. The sincerity behind your words was real. He slumped on the leather of the backseat, taking a breath and closing his eyes. He didn't really have a choice in the matter. His body was in no shape to fight, he'd pass out sooner or later. If not from the pain, then from the exhaustion. You smiled, eyes refocusing on the road.

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When Sebastien woke up he jumped upright. His eyes darted at the dull wallpaper of the room.

"A bed.." He didn't remember getting up, or even moving from the car. The last thing he could recall was Prince Victor. The door to the side of him opened. He raised, groaning at the pain that rushed through his body. He stepped back. He had no weapon to defend himself, and his current state left little for him to fight off any assailant. When you walked out he was shocked.

"You?" You smiled at that.

"Who were you expecting, Santa Claus." your joke was not what he needed at the moment. It took him awhile to realize he was just wearing his slacks and a regular black t shirt. He raised it, fingers grazing the medical bandages wrapped expertly around his torso. "Did you do this?" you nodded, taking a seat on the bed. "Sure did. You looked a little uncomfortable. You had some really sick injuries. The cuts and bruises will heal. As for your ribs, that might take a little longer."

He was still standing at a distance. "How did you get me inside?" You couldn't have carried him all on your own.

"What do you think? Brought you in myself. I tried waking you up but you were out. Good thing it was dark too. Would have been awkward explaining why I'm transporting an unconscious half dead guy into my room. " The more he learned, the more he felt uneasy. He couldn't tell if you were wesen. You didn't seem to be. Otherwise you would have vogued by now. Just to prove your identity to him.

"Who are you?"

You released an exasperated sigh.

"Didn't we go over all of this already. I'm-"

"That's not what I'm asking. You aren't wesen, and you're not a grimm. Meisner would have mentioned you. Sean would have too."

"Ah, well I'm just a bystander who got tired of royals thinking they could get away with everything. Well I used to be at least. This is my last mission. After this I'm out."

"What mission?"

"You, you're my mission. Meisner said to find you and protect you until you were back to full strength. Once they had the baby, everything would be fine. He doesn't need me anymore. They don't need you either. You can retire so to speak. You kind of already did since they were about to take you out."

He glared. "Sorry, still a sore subject, I get it."

"Well, you've done enough. I can take care of myself. " He turned, heading for the door. As tough as he tried to be, you could see the slight limp. His face contorted with every step he took. You walked over, pressing your hand to the door. He looked back, raising his hand. You were surprised when you say he now had your gun in his hand. Your eyes moved to the side of your waist. "Got some quick hands, I'll give you that. " He pointed it in your direction threateningly.

"I'm grateful for your assistance, but its no longer needed. I'm leaving. "

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that." before he could react you pinned his arm to the door. He grunted at the force as you pressed the rest of your body to him to keep him from moving away.

"Meisner told me you'd be a little reluctant. Can't say I'm impressed. Men in general have this whole thing called testosterone that oftentimes override the logical parts of their brains. " He struggled for a few seconds, and you twisted his wrist, the gun dropping to the floor. You smirked, face to face with him. He was weakened, even if that wasn't the case you still had the upper hand. He didn't seem like the fighter type.

"You're hurt, you won't even get a mile away before you collapse. Your body has been running on pure adrenaline for lord knows how long. You probably haven't eaten in days either. Right now you're in neither fight or flight response because you've thoroughly warned out both of those. The way I see it you have two options, I can knock you unconscious and continue to look after you. Or, you can willingly let me protect your stubborn ass. " he looked agitated. Whether it was the fact that you'd easily subdued him, or he realized you were right.

You leaned in closer, a dangerous smile on your lips. He tried to turn away, but with his back pinned to the door, and your body so close, his only option was to give in.

"What's it gonna be handsome?" There wasn’t much he could really do at the moment.

"Very well." you nod. "Good choice." you said, moving away. He winced at the relief of your weight against him. You shifted to pick up the gun, and Sebastien scolded himself for looking down at your bent form.

"Sorry I had to get rough, just need to make sure you understood."

You tossed the gun on the dresser, moving back to the bathroom.

"Make yourself at home. We'll be leaving this motel first thing in the morning. So get some rest. It's gonna be a long trip." You shut the door, leaving Sebastein standing there, still a bit shaken from the events of the past few hours.

"What have I gotten myself into."

He had a feeling he was about to find out.

#grimm #wesen #spies #meisner #trubel #royals #sebastein #sebastienxreader #death #slightgore #love #flirting #rescue #verrat

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merakiaes · 5 years

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Husband And Wife - Alexander (Grimm)

Pairing: Alexander x reader

Requested: Yes!

Warnings/notes: Alexander wedding fluff for anon! Sorry I didn’t post this yesterday like I said I would, I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until an hour ago. I haven’t read through it so I don’t know how it is, but I hope you like it! Also, there’s basically only this one gif of Alexander on the internet and it makes me very sad </3

Wordcount: 1872

Summary: It’s time for yours and Alexander’s big day and Nick and Trubel are having doubts about attending.

When you were little, you always imagined how your wedding would look. You always thought it would be perfect and go smoothly, but people better believe you when you said that things in life never went smoothly when you were best friends with a Grimm and several species of Wesen.

Ever since Alexander had proposed to you during that candlelit dinner, with the rain smattering on the roof of your house, things had been getting more complicated by the hour. But at this point, nothing could bring you down from the high you were currently on.

The second Alexander had gone down on one knee and exposed that gorgeous diamond ring to you, your choice of bridesmaids had been as clear as day. Rosalee, Trubel and Adalind. There was no doubt in your mind that those three people were the ones you wanted by your side as you said your vows.

But Alexander didn’t have it as easy, as he didn’t exactly have anyone else thanks to his ties with the Council prior to their deaths. He had spent the first few months just avoiding the subject of his best men when you brought it up, but had after a time, although begrudgingly, asked Nick and Monroe.

He didn’t have any family left, and while he wasn’t particularly close to anyone but you, Nick and Monroe came close seconds, along with Rosalee. But she was already spoken for, and of the wrong gender.

Kind-hearted spirit as you were, you felt guilty about the fact that Wu, Hank, Renard and Meisner were left out, despite the fact that you knew more than well that they didn’t care one bit, but Alexander had won that argument, telling you that two best men were more than enough in his case.

You guessed you could understand his side of it, despite not agreeing with it. While you were a “the more the merrier” kind of person, Alexander was more of a loner, no matter the situation. Keeping a company larger than two, possibly three, made him uncomfortable, especially when the matter at hand was the discussion of his best men.

And if you would’ve gotten your way, he probably would’ve ended up with a whole line of best men. And you knew it. You were just insufferable like that. So, you didn’t press it.

With a few Wesen-related holdbacks, you had made it through a total of six months of wedding planning, and now was the big day. You would think that the obstacles thrown your way so far would be over and done with with only approximately fifteen minutes left before the ceremony began, but no.

Although not a holdback, per se, Trubel had been complaining your ears off since you arrived two hours ago.

Adalind was currently fixing your hair, Rosalee having done your makeup a few minutes prior before escaping the room courtesy of Trubel’s attitude, claiming it was a real ‘wedding-doomer’. Her words, not yours.

“Trubel, don’t worry. You look badass.” You assured her for what seemed to be the hundredth time that morning.

But the girl just scoffed loudly, pulling at her sleeve. “I look ridiculous.”

You snickered softly, shaking your head fondly at the younger Grimm and fiddling with your fingers in your lap as Adalind worked away on your hair behind you in complete silence and concentration. “You were the one who insisted on not wearing the dress, Trubel.” You reminded her, earning yourself another scoff.

“I’m not talking about this.” She protested to a first, motioning down to her black jeans, black button up and white blazer. “I’m talking about this. I look like the men in black.” She continued, pointing to the sunglasses on her face.

“Exactly.” You nodded, smirking teasingly. “Badass.”

Trubel sighed, but nonetheless pocketed the sunglasses until they would be needed and sat down beside you to inspect you in the mirror as you got dolled up for your big day.

Meanwhile, in the groom’s dressing room, the groom in question was having the exact same conversation with his best men. “Come on, Nick, it’s not like this is the first time you’ve attended a wedding in sunglasses.” Monroe tried from his spot at the back of the room where they were watching Alexander get suited by a tailor.

“No, well.” Nick shoved his hands into his pockets. “It didn’t exactly end well the last time.”

Monroe raised his eyebrows, smiling positively. “That’s because Trubel weren’t wearing any, but now she is. It’ll be fine.”

“As much as I must admit I never thought my future wife’s best friends would be attending our wedding dressed like the men in black, not that I ever thought I would be getting married, in the first place.” Alexander’s voice suddenly joined in as he stepped down from the small steps he was previously standing on. “She’s right in the fact that it’s probably not going to be a problem.”

“Yeah.” Nick agreed skeptically, a strained smile plastered on his lips. “The key word in that sentence being probably. That’s what I’m afraid of.”

“It’s going to be fine.” Monroe kept trying to convince him, pushing himself off the wall and throwing his arms out in a shrug. “Most people out there are Kehrseite, anyways. Alexander didn’t exactly bring much family to the table.”

Alexander gave him a look at that. “No, well, you tend not to get attached to things, especially not people, when you’re in the line of work I am.”

“Were.” Monroe corrected. “The line of work you were in. No excuses now, man.”

A small hint of a smile flashed over Alexander’s face, his eyes glazing over in thought as he adjusted his tie in the mirror. “No, I guess there aren’t.”

Cut back to your dressing room, and Trubel had gone into round two of her complaining. Rosalee had gotten back by now after sneaking into Alexander’s room, most likely to talk to Monroe before the ceremony, and was sitting quietly in one of the corners, just rolling her eyes along to Trubel’s every word.

“Oh, come on you debby downer.” Adalind suddenly exclaimed from behind you after keeping quiet the entire time, finally getting fed up with the poor mood in the room. “You’re already ruining their wedding and the ceremony hasn’t even started yet.” She threw Trubel a look, accidentally tugging at your hair a little too harshly.

“Ow.” You muttered, flinching and dragging the attention back to you.

Adalind pulled a face, hissing through her teeth. “Sorry, (Y/N).”

“No worries.” You shook it off, taking a deep breath. “Don’t worry, guys, there’s nothing that could ruin this day for me.” You turned to offer a bright smile to a very guilty-looking Trubel, who instantly offered you a small smile back.

Suddenly, music started playing from outside, indicating that the guests had settled into their seats and were ready for you to enter. For the first time since arriving, you felt yourself get nervous. Your breath hitched in your throat at the sound of tinkling piano and slow violins, and Rosalee, Trubel and Adalind wasted no time in rushing around in search of their bouquets.

“Okay.” You breathed to yourself as you got out of your seat, slipping out of the purple silk robe you had put on over your dress to protect it from any possible makeup excess. “This is it. This is it.”

Noticing your sudden change of demeanor, Rosalee came up behind you, rubbing your shoulders softly. “Yes, this is it. You got this.”

There was no more time to waste, the four of your having to hurry your way out to where you were supposed to start your walk down the aisle. When you got there, Nick and Monroe were already waiting, their faces instantly lighting up at the sight of their respective partners, and even more so when spotting you coming after them.

“Wow.” Nick was the first one to speak, giving you a once over with wide eyes and an equally as wide smile. “You look beautiful.”

Monroe nodded, grinning to his ears. “You look amazing.” He agreed, before turning to Rosalee. “Wow.” He uttered, taking in her dress in all its powder blue glory.

Nick whispered something in Adalind’s ear, probably something similar to Monroe’s reaction. Not that you blamed them; their girlfriends looked absolutely exquisite. But you would have to exchange the rest of the sure-to-come compliments at the after-party, because now was the time for you to get married.

Rosalee and Monroe went first, followed by Adalind and Nick, and then Trubel on her own, both of the latter wearing their sunglasses. And lastly, there were you. Every person in the room stood up when you entered, turning around to look at you.

There was a mixture of reactions throughout the crowd. Some were eying Nick and Trubel, which was a given, but most of them were shocked by the look of you in your wedding dress, hair curled and wrapped into a simple hairdo, and makeup done. It wasn’t many times you got dressed up like this, so you would imagine most of the guest weren’t even able to recognize you in all your glitter and glamour.

But the only reaction that mattered to you was Alexander’s. Your eyes found his where he stood at the end of the aisle at once, being able to catch his reaction from start to finish. You watched as he stumbled back a small step at the sight of you, his eyes widening briefly before he regained his composure with a thick swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing in the process.

You felt the corners of your lips tug up into a watery smile, eyes starting to water at the sight of his doing the same. In that moment, all of the sounds surrounding you faded away. The music, the murmuring and sniffling of the guests, the faint whining from Kelly somewhere at the front; none of it mattered.

Only him. He was the only thing that mattered in that moment.

As you reached him and he took your hands in his, you couldn’t feel anything else than pure happiness. You went through your vows flawlessly, but you would have to ask him to tell them to you one more time because, although you were ashamed to say it, you didn’t hear a word. The entire ceremony fell deaf to your ears, as you were completely and utterly lost in his eyes. And before you knew it, it was all over, and Alexander was taking you into his arms to kiss you, officially sealing the deal.

As you broke apart, he looked at you, long and soft. No tears had fallen from his eyes, but at the distance you were standing, or lack thereof, you could see his eyes glistening with unfallen ones. He smiled carefully at you, his hands caressing the small of your back.

“Wife.” He said then, loud enough only for you to hear.

You let out a teary chuckle, lifting your hands to cradle his face. “Husband.”

You were now Mr-- and Mrs. Alexander, and this day was now officially better than the day you first met the man in your arms.

#grimm x reader #grimm alexander x reader #grimm one shot #grimm imagine #grimm #nick burkhardt x reader #nick burkhardt imagine #nick burkhardt #drew wu #monroe x rosalee #nick x adalind

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