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my-love-of-books · 5 months
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Heyy, could i maybe request a more rough smut of a submissive gn reader x peter pan? (only if you're comfortable with that ofc!!)
A/N:Since I'm not specifically sure what you're asking, and I haven't written in so long, here's something really short. I hope you like it! :)
This is an afab!reader since you didn't specify and that's what my last one was 😅 ALSO, no I didn't proof read this, bc I'm lazy.
"oh shut the fuck up" peter says, pushing my head into the pillows. A sob racks through my body as I near another high, his relentless hips slamming into my back side only worsting my predicament. He pulls me up by my hair and whispers in my ear "This is what you wanted? This is why you were teasing me all day? What a whore." I can hear the smirk in his voice, and I clench around him.
"f- fuck!" He moans, his pace slowing for a split second. "You like it when I call you that huh? My little whore" he shoves my head back down but begins to grip my hips and pull them to meet his thrusts.
I whine as I arch my back and cum for the n-th time that night. I gasp for air and try to pull away as evil laughter sounded behind me. "C'mon little whore, say thank you when someone makes you cum." I turn my head and see him out of my peripheral, his face sweaty and once perfect hair sticking to his forehead, his abs clenching every time our bodies collide "thank you" I whimper meekly.
"What was that? Didn't quite hear you over your pathetic little moans." He smirks, lightly smacking my ass. "Th- thank you!" I moan as I begin to reach another high.
"h- hurts... Please... p- please it hurts" I whimper, squirming limply, too tired to do much else. "Good. Maybe next time you won't try to tease me" I feel his hand close over my neck, and know it's gonna be a long night.
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swanimagines · 2 months
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PRICE OF LOVE | JEFFERSON
Summary: Imagine being Jefferson's wife and working in a little tea shop in Storybrooke during the curse that Jefferson visits every day because he wants to see you.
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There you were again. Smiling at customers, making small talk and looking as beautiful as ever. Jefferson swallowed, before forcing a small smile on his face and walked to the counter. You turned around to see him and your smile just grew wider.
"Hi Mr. Jefferson! Your usual?"
Jefferson nodded. "Yes please."
You turned around again to brew his tea, and just like yesterday, and the day before that, and that, and that, he felt a sting in his heart. You had been in love back in the Enchanted Forest, you were his wife, but now you didn't even remember him. The pain was unbearable. He wanted to say something, anything which could make you remember, but nothing came out of his mouth. Anything he would say would just push you away because you'd think he's gone bonkers. Mad as a hatter. So all he could do was stare into your beautiful eyes and think about how much he loved you, how trapped he was with all the memories of you, him and Grace, living happily in the Enchanted Forest. How you'd always come by his bed to serve him his morning tea and you'd always kiss him before he'd take the cup. Your smile made his day before he even got out of the bed, you had been so happy.
"Here's your tea," you snapped him out of his thoughts as you pushed a cup in front of him. "That makes-"
Jefferson nodded before you even finished, forcing a smile on his face again and handed you fifty dollars. "You don't have to say the price, I will always tip my favorite tea shop keeper who makes the best tea."
"You're always so kind, Mr. Jefferson," you said with another small smile and put the money into the counter. "I don't know what did I do to deserve such kindness."
He smiled at you a little wider. "You have done nothing in particular, really. Just being yourself."
You smiled at that, looking downwards, clearly flustered by his words. Then the bell rang as the door opened, and Jefferson glanced over his shoulder, seeing Regina and his smile immediately faltered. She came inside and stood beside him, smiling at you with feigned sweetness.
"I'd like some tea on the go," she said and you nodded.
"Of course, Madam Mayor. What kind of tea would you like?" you asked, gesturing towards the menu above you.
"A large chai latte," Regina told you without even looking at the menu. "And make sure it's extra hot."
"Of course," you said and made her drink, pushing it towards her. "That makes two fifty."
Regina dug her purse for a moment before giving you a few coins. Then she turned towards Jefferson. "You, with me."
Jefferson clenched his jaw, but complied, following Regina out. They walked for a little bit, before he scoffed.
"I didn't know you like chai latte, Mrs. Mayor. Pitch black tea fits more of your style."
"And I didn't know I gave you a permission to seduce her," Regina sighed. "She has a new life now, Jefferson. You have to stay out of it, or something bad might happen."
Jefferson didn't reply to that, knowing that arguing about it wouldn't change anything. He just kept quiet and followed Regina until he could turn towards his mansion. But despite Regina's warning, he knew that he'd be in your shop again tomorrow. He just had to see you, he had to see you smile, to know you're alright. He wanted to keep making you smile with his words - maybe you'd even fall in love with him again. 
He knew it all was wishful thinking, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful about it every time he saw you. Maybe it was stupid, but it kept him sane around this madness…
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omgrachwrites · 11 months
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Of Pirates and Princes - Chapter One
Pairing: Prince Caspian x Reader
Summary: You are merely a shop owner sharing a street with an insufferable mechanic. If that’s true, why do you keep dreaming of Princes and black sails? OUAT crossover
Warnings: enemies to lovers, fluff, swearing
A/N: First part wooo! Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know if you would like to be tagged! xxx
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Chapter I
The floor was hard and rocky beneath your fingers, as was the wall behind your head, you couldn’t dig your way out of this cell, that was clear enough. Boots crunched against the ground and you lifted your head, smirking when the tall man peered through the bars.
“Where’s your master, General? Was he too afraid to come and see me alone?” you snickered.
“Where are the jewels?”
You scoffed, “the lady Susan’s jewels? Why would I have them?”
“You were seen in the company of the men who did steal from the carriage down in port. They had the gold and silver but no jewels, and they let you get caught.”
Those men were idiots, your father would have skinned them alive if they weren’t bound to be executed by the Prince. They had failed to protect you.
“Hmm, what a conundrum.”
“Release her,” a different voice, a softer voice came from the shadows, the pale moonlight illuminating his handsome face.
“But, Your Highness,” the General started but he didn’t get a chance to finish as the Prince cut him off.
“We have searched her belongings and her person, we have not located the jewels or any other contraband. It is not a crime to choose poor drinking companions.”
The General muttered something as he walked off and you glanced over at the Prince, “I’ve been here for five days.”
The Prince smirked as his dark eyes beheld you from the other side of the bars, “have you? My apologies, I had no idea,” you scowled at him.
The Jolly Roger was still docked in the port and you smiled as you ran into the Captain’s open arms, “I was so worried about you, Y/N.”
“I’m fine, dad,” you smiled and he pulled out of the hug, holding you at arm’s length.
“How did you get away?”
With a smile, you pulled a dagger out of the wood of the ship and used it to cut a hole in the lining of your tunic, “either the Prince and his men are idiots, or you taught me very well,” you laughed as you pulled out the jewels you had stolen from Susan’s carriage.
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The bell to your jewellery shop opened, causing you to lose grip of the crystal that you were trying to set into the ring, “fuck!” you jumped and your friend laughed at you.
“Sorry, Y/N.”
You smiled and looked at the clock as you grabbed your jacket, “no, I’m sorry. I lost track of time, lunch at Granny’s?”
Regina nodded and the both of you left the shop, switching the sign to closed, “how’s Henry?” you asked.
Regina sighed, “he still thinks I’m the Evil Queen.”
“From Snow White?” Regina’s son, Henry held a strong belief that everyone in town was a fairytale character from his book, his relief was so strong that he had brought his birth mother to Storybrooke, all the way from Boston.
Regina nodded at your question causing you to laugh and quirk an eyebrow as you looked at your friend’s clothes, “well, you do have the look.”
Regina rolled her eyes, “don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.”
You laughed as you opened the door to Granny’s, your smile fell almost instantly as you quite literally ran into the man you wanted to see the least.
“Woah, I’m so sorry,” he laughed as his hands came up to steady you, as soon as he realised it was you, his smile dropped and he scowled at you, but his hands didn’t leave your waist.
You recoiled and Caspian rolled his eyes, “your hands are filthy.”
Caspian scowled, “I’m a mechanic, darlin’ kind of comes with the job.”
“Whatever,” you stormed right past him and into the diner.
Regina followed you as you sat down at your usual table, “that was the most ridiculous argument ever.”
You scoffed, “I hate him, I hate him so much and I don’t know why but there’s just something about him that irks me. I can’t put my finger on it.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Regina spoke up and you glanced at her in surprise to find that she wasn’t looking at you. She was looking past you with a faraway look on her face as if her mind was elsewhere.
“What for?” you asked.
She didn’t say anything, she just smiled wanly and placed your usual order when Ruby came around to take the order.
“I keep on having the strangest dreams.”
Regina raised an eyebrow as she looked at you warily, “what about?”
You twisted your ring round on your finger as you recalled the dream from last night, “there was a pirate ship and a Prince. There was a jail cell in the depths of a great castle, it felt very much like a fever dream,” you laughed.
“Dr Hopper may have something for dreamless sleeps.”
You shook your head; the dreams may have been weird but they were not unwelcome. Lunch was nice, Regina seemed truly happy and you didn’t speak of your dreams or Henry again.
On your way out of Granny’s you grabbed two bear claws, one for you and one for your mom, that was your tradition, every Monday you would have lunch with Regina and then you would go for coffee and a catch up with your mom. You dropped Regina off at her office before driving to your mother’s cottage on the edge of town. As soon as you pulled up to the cottage you could sense that something was different but you didn’t know what until you rang the doorbell.
“Y/N,” your mother smiled with a questioning look on her face, “what are you doing here?”
You laughed as you held up the brown paper bags, “bear claws?”
She nodded with a smile, “sorry dear, it’s been a long day. Come in.”
You smiled as you stepped over the threshold and hugged your mom, kissing her cheek before you walked through to the kitchen, your blood running cold. Twice in one day? Someone really had it out for you. There he was, looking cleaner than he had from when you last saw him a couple of hours ago. He looked up from his phone and he dropped it on the kitchen counter, the clatter making you jump.
You scowled at him as you saw the remains of a bear claw on your mother’s floral plates and a coffee cup, “what’s he doing here?” you complained to your mom as she rolled her eyes and followed you into the kitchen.
“Y/N, don’t be rude, Caspian was kindly dropping off my car after he fixed it for me.”
Caspian shot a dazzling smile at your mother that you just wanted to slap off his face as he stood from the kitchen stool, “it really was no trouble, ma’am, after all I couldn’t have you traipsing all the way into town from here.”
Your mother grinned and handed him a tupperware container which made you glare at Caspian, “you’re a lifesaver, and you won’t have to eat greasy diner food tomorrow.”
“Thank you, ma’am, I’ll see you soon,” he glanced over at you with daggers in your dark eyes, “Y/N.”
You didn’t say anything but if looks could kill he would be six feet underground, your mom walked him out and when she came back into the kitchen she had a disappointed look on her face.
“Why can’t you just be nice to him, Y/N? He’s a lovely young man.”
“Oh come on mom, he’s rude and arrogant.”
Your mom sighed as she flicked the kettle on, “oh, Y/N, you really need to grow up.”
As you were getting ready to close the shop, the little bell tinkled and you looked up with a surprised smile when Henry walked through the door. Regina worked late every Monday so Henry always came by the shop to start on his homework until Regina picked him up. You would have thought that he would have been spending time with Emma.
“Good to see you Henry,” you smiled as the boy placed his backpack on one of the tables in the shop and began to get his things out.
“Hi, Y/N,” he smiled brightly as only a child could smile as he got out a heavy leather bound book and you knew that that must be it.
“So, that’s the famous book, huh? Kind of offended that I’m not in it,” you laughed as you tidied some things away, “want a sandwich and some juice? It’ll be a while before you’ll be having dinner.”
“That would be great, thanks Y/N,” he started to scribble in his notebook as you went through to the tiny little kitchen in the back. You poured Henry some orange juice and made him a sandwich, cutting off the crusts just like you knew he liked it and came back through into the shop and placed it in front of him.
“There you go,” you spoke cheerfully and Henry took one big swig of the drink, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Oh, I think you actually are in the book,” he grinned and started flipping through the pages.
You laughed as you quirked an eyebrow, “oh yeah? And who am I? A princess I hope,” you sat opposite Henry.
He shook his head as he pushed the book towards you, “no something much more cool.”
You looked down at the colourful artwork splashed across the page and saw the pirate standing at the bow of a ship. The drawing of the woman did kind of look like you, she had different hair but she had the scar through her eyebrow just as you did. As you looked down at the drawing you could almost hear the call of the birds and the ocean breeze.
It reminded you of your dreams.
“So, what’s this story about?” you tore your eyes away from the book and looked at the little boy sitting opposite you.
“It’s about that pirate and the Prince of the land, sworn enemies but they fall in love one day when the pirate saves his life.”
“Why would a pirate save a Prince?” you asked flipping through the book, your eyes coming to rest on a tall man with ink black hair and even darker eyes. You closed the book with a snap and pushed it back over to Henry.
“I don’t know,” Henry shook his head, “maybe she’s good, not everyone has to be a villain.”
“How does the book end?”
“Why don’t you keep it and find out?”
You laughed considering his offer, mentally deciding against it. Regina would never forgive you if you knew you were encouraging her son’s impossible belief.
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happilykrispypirate · 2 years
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Not going anywhere
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Pairings: Peter Pan x fem!reader
Warnings: my shitty writing
Summary: After the curse, Y/n, daughter of Snow White and Charming, got sent to Neverland instead of Storybrooke. She met pan and they fell in love and got married (yk just adding a little something extra). Now that the curse has broken, the Charmings set out to find their long lost daughter.
A/n: So, I'm only writing this because I've been watching ouat for the first time and I cannot seem to find a lot of fics about him. So, I'll be writing a few of them as time goes by. Enjoy!
P.s. Peter is not Rumple's father
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Peter woke like every morning at the crack of dawn in his hut. Every morning he'd turn to Y/n and kiss her all over her neck and face until she waked up.
However this morning, when he turned to her side of the bed, he found it empty along with the door open.
Peter got out of bed in a panic. He rushed outside of the hut, ready to hurt the person who took her when he saw her staring out at the ocean.
His hut was near the edge off the cliff that overlooked the ocean and some parts of the island. The two of them would lay under the stars most nights, admiring the twinkling lights.
"There you are, love," Peter said as he approached her, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face into her neck and leaving soft and sweet kisses, "Almost scared me to death when I didn't see you next to me. Why are you up so early?"
"I don't know," She spoke, placing her hands on his, "Thought I'd watch the sunrise. That's when I saw that."
Peter lifted his head and looked out onto the ocean and saw the ship. He let go of Y/n, rushed inside to grab his spyglass before rushing back outside. He looked through the spyglass at the ship.
His stomach twisted in anger as he saw the familiar pirate ship.
"Who is it?" Y/n asked as she saw Peter's angry expression.
"Someone who's going to get killed," He glared at the approaching ship.
"Love," She spoke, placing a hand on his arm and taking his attention away from the ship, "Who is that?"
"Hook"
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Snow and Charming looked around at the forest, they both knew this place was big and they didn't know how they were going to find their daughter.
If she was still alive that is, but they were hopeful.
"I thought I told you to never come back here," They heard a voice. They turned, weapons at the ready, but they saw a boy.
"We're just here for the girl," Hook said, "Just give her to us, and then we'll leave."
"I don't know where you've been, Hook," Pan glared, "But there are only boys on this island, no girls. Except Tinkerbell, of course."
"You're lying," Regina said, "I know I dropped her off here."
"She must've died then. Neverland is a dangerous place," He said.
Snow and Charmin's hearts both sank a little, they didn't want to accept what he's saying is true.
Peter smirked at the look on their faces, he knew they'd never go looking for her now.
"Now, get off my island," Peter said.
"No," Snow said, and Peter raised an eyebrow at her, "She's still alive, I know it. I won't stop until I find her."
"Why are you so adamant on finding her?" Peter asked.
"She's my daughter," Peter's eyes widened slightly as Snow spoke, "And I won't stop until I find her."
"Well, that's never going to happen."
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Peter opened the door to his hut and saw Y/n sitting on the bed, she had a book in her hands. She looked up at Peter when he walked in.
"I don't see blood," She said, looking him up and down, "You spared him?"
"I almost didn't," He said as he sat down on the bed next to her.
Y/n sighed, and closed her book. She out it down on the bedside table and turned back to Peter, "Alright, shoes off," She said.
Peter smiled as he kicked off his shoes and turned to Y/n. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her stomach as they laid back on the bed. Y/n's arms were wrapped around him and she was combing her fingers through his hair.
"You should stop getting so stressed," She said softly, "You're going to get wrinkles."
Peter chuckled, "I'm over 400 years old, love, I'm never getting wrinkles."
"Now it sounds like I'm dating a Grandpa," She cringed.
"Dating?" Peter said, looking up at her with a raised eyebrow, "Also, you're over 200 years old by now, love."
"Atleast I didn't say married, that would've been weirder. I'm married to a boy, not a Grandpa. Also, yeah I am, but it's a lot better than 400 years."
"So you'd date a Grandpa."
"No, ew."
Peter laughed af her before kissing her on the cheek, "I love you so much, you have no idea," He said.
"Love you too," She smiled before leaning down and kissing him on the lips.
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Y/n was instructed by Peter to not leave the hut, not even to go to the camp like she usually does to hang out with the boys.
She obeyed his orders, knowing that he's only doing it because he wants her safe.
She was on the bed, like always, with a book in her hand when she heard familiar voices, but they were too far away to be able to know who they belonged to.
"That's Pan's hut," One of the voices spoke as they got closer, "He might be hiding a clue as to where we'll find her."
Y/n's eyes widened, and she closed the book and threw it on the nightstand before getting under the bed, making sure she's covered.
She hoped that Pan would sense that they're near the hut. That he did, because just before Hook could open the door, Peter stopped him and threw him back.
"Hook!" Emma rushed over to Hook to make sure that he's okay.
"Where's my daughter?" Charming yelled furiously at Peter.
From inside the hut, Y/n could hear the voices clearly now. Her eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat when she realised who's voice she just heard.
She quickly got out from under the bed and headed for the door.
"She's not here," Pan said, "Now this is your last warning or I-"
"No, don't," The door swung open and there stood Y/n, looking the exact same as when the Charmings last saw her.
"Y/n," Snow breathed out a relieved sigh.
"Mom," Y/n smiled as she pushed past Peter and engulfed her mother in a hug.
Charming joined in and wrapped his arms around both Y/n and Snow, happy that he has his daughter back and that their family is whole again.
Peter felt his heart break, his worst nightmare is coming true. She's going to leave him, because he knew she'd rather be with her family than him.
"Where you guys?" Y/n asked, sniffling as she pulled away.
"The curse swept us up and sent us to another world, we forgot who we are," Charming said, "We forgot about you and Emma."
"Emma?" She said with surprise, "she's okay?"
"I'm right here," Y/n looked at Emma and she smiled as she saw what a beautiful and strong woman her baby sister has become.
"Uh, where's Pan?" Snow said, making Y/n turn around and sigh.
"I'm going to go find him," Y/n said.
"No, absolutely not, we're leaving this blood island," Hook said.
"Who said anything about leaving?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, a trait that she had gotten from her husband.
"That's why we're here," Snow said, "We came here to save you from Pan."
"I don't need saving from Peter, I can promise you, he won't ever hurt me," Y/n smiled at Snow.
"How can you be so sure of that?" Emma asked.
"I'm pretty sure."
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Peter sat with his back against his thinking tree. He was angry and sad and a lot of other bad emotions all at once. He knew Y/n was going to choose them over him.
"It's like you wanted me to find you," He looked up and saw Y/n standing there.
He laid his head back down in his arms that rested on his knees that were pulled up to his chest.
Y/n sat down next to him, "I'm not leaving, Peter," She said placing her hand on his arm. She knew that he wad thinking that. She would never leave him.
"I know you want to," He said.
"Peter, we've been married for over a hundred years. You're insane if you think I'm going to leave now."
Peter looked at Y/n, he saw the soft smile on her lips, the smile he fell in love with. He realised how stupid he was for thinking she would leave him. If she wanted to leave him, she would've already.
"I'm sorry love," He said as he pulled her into his arms, "I was just so afraid of losing you."
She wrapped her arms around his torso and buried her face into his chest.
"You won't ever lose me," She said.
After a few moments of silence, Y/n spoke up, "You know you have to meet my parents now, right?"
"They don't like me very much, I mean I did threaten them."
"If you showed them the real you, then they would love you. Just like I love you."
"I love you too."
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melloween-candie · 10 months
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Yandere Felix
QUAT Felix As A Yandere Headcanon
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Warning! Yandere themes, manipulative, stalking, kidnapping, mentions of forced lemon, possible Stockholm Syndrome
Word Count: 1,696
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Felix is more calm and settled than Peter.
When it comes to his realization of his feelings for you.
Felix is the kind of guy who knows what he wants and carefully plans every detail perfectly to get you.
He has to; after all, if Pan ever were to find out about his feelings, there was a good 95% chance he'd kill you.
After all, you'd be posing a threat to his loyalty for Pan, and Peter can't have that.
And he also doesn't want to take any chances with the 5% chance that Peter might spare your life, especially if he begged.
But Felix doesn't want to lose his dignity along with possibly losing you, so telling Pan is completely out of the question.
Now he just needs to find a way to hide you from everyone, including Pan.
It's a good thing that he's really close to Peter. Due to his 'friendship,' he knows a lot about his tactics, so he'll be able to avoid Pan fairly well.
Of course, if he does kidnap you, he'll have to move you around constantly to make sure Peter never realizes or gets a hint that something is off about 'his' island.
Now, your relationship with Felix was somewhat of a slow burn.
Or at least it felt like that for you.
Felix never showed any strange action towards you.
No one ever questioned it or even thought up the idea of him liking you.
That's how good he hides his emotions, even when he was about to blow with anger when he saw a few lost boys flirt with you.
He was always able to keep his cool.
However, his feelings quickly morphed over time (Picture Edward from Twilight... Lol.) He was basically entranced by you.
For some reason, his heart couldn't get enough of you.
He didn't really fight his feelings, though, unlike Peter, he actually accepted them pretty quickly.
Of course, he didn't make it a big deal.
No one ever figured it out, not even Pan.
Of course, Pan felt something off with Felix a few times, but it's a good thing Peter trusts Felix so much.
Also, Felix is a great liar.
Anyways, you wouldn't even see it coming.
Like I said before, he didn't treat you differently.
In fact, your senses failed you so many times...
What I mean was that you were there for a while, and you'd always be able to tell when a lost boy tried sneaking up on you.
However, you didn't even have the slightest clue when he stalked you.
Mind you, he had a lot of chances to hang out with you.
After all, you were part of the lost crew.
He managed to learn so much about you just with small talk alone.
His feelings feasted on this for a while, but soon enough, he craved for more.
He'd kidnap you in the dark.
He'd use poppy powder on you so you'd fall asleep as he'd take you from your hut.
Now the question is, where would he take you where no one would find you?
Every lost boy here knows Neverland fairly well, and Neverland is like an extension of Peter's body...
I know! He'll hide you in an underwater cave.
I'm sure Neverland has one...
It'll be risky, but it'll be a really safe place to keep you.
Peter wouldn't really care if you disappeared; in fact, he doesn't really care much about any of the lost boys, and as much as Felix hates to admit it, he was kind of glad this time.
Of course, there's the chance that you might drown as he takes you down there.
Mind you, you're asleep...
But if Peter can use magic, he's sure he can too...
He ends up finding Tinkerbell, and he makes a deal with her.
Of course, he lies to her, saying stuff like if she doesn't cooperate, she'd be killed brutally, 'Pan's words,' right?
She doesn't question it and teaches Felix how to create a bubble big enough to travel underwater without drowning or losing air.
And thus, you are now in this damp, dark, cold underwater cave.
When you wake up, you quickly panic.
You couldn't see anything at all...
You could only feel the hard rock beneath you.
That's when he spoke-
"It's okay. You're safe."
You were somewhat relieved to hear a familiar voice.
At first, you thought the pirates got you.
"Felix!? How do we get out of here!"
You planned on asking questions later, but the first thing you wanted to do was leave.
"You can't." He simply started. "Like I said, you'll be safe here."
"S-Safe!? Well, I don't feel safe!"
"That's only cause it's dark. Hold on..."
He then made a campfire. (Mind you, the bubble trick... Big enough for him to carry anything and protects him from drowning, meaning getting wet)
You looked around to see you were in this damp cave. There was a puddle of water to the left that glowed a light blue.
"Felix, what happened!?"
"Nothing dangerous." He says. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe from now on."
Then he leaves.
Time has now passed, and you are still there.
Now Felix isn't exactly the worst yandere out there.
In fact, he is quite patient with you.
He'd feed you three times a day.
Of course, he wouldn't force you to eat- unless you try starving yourself.
He'd try to get you your favorite, but sometimes he just can't.
After all, he still has to be careful if he doesn't want anyone catching on.
Now, of course, he'd punish you if you did something bad, but it would be a huge, painful punishment.
In fact, most of his punishments are either solitary confinement or no food.
Though it won't last long. He just can't stay away/angry with you forever after all.
Plus, he worries a lot.
Especially with the mermaids.
In the beginning, when you first managed to escape, he caught you quickly, and you fought so hard against him, but soon enough, you stopped. He thought he was making progress with you, so he left without knocking you out... Big mistake.
You tried escaping again, knowing how dangerous that was.
You could have drowned or worse- a mermaid finds you and, eats you/kills you/drowns you/or drags you back and tattle tale on you.
Lucky enough, Felix saved you... again.
You weren't sure how he was always there at the right time.
You had a theory that perhaps he put something in you... You never got far with that.
However, you were never able to escape again after that.
Since Felix finally managed to learn how to create a sealing spell.
Completely sealing you inside the cave, and only he is allowed to enter it.
Now again, life didn't completely suck down there.
In the beginning, sure, but when you finally, FINALLY stopped fighting him and stopped trying to run away- he started giving you things.
More comfortable things.
Like blankets and pillows.
He gave you so many blankets you were able to cover the entire floor.
He even gave you snacks. Before, it was just meals, three to be precise. Each day, he'd try to feed you, but he can't always be there.
Sometimes, he'd be gone for hours, sometimes even days.
So, when he started leaving you snacks, you were seriously grateful.
However, there was one thing that completely sucked...
Using the bathroom.
There was no privacy, let alone a toilet...
You couldn't even dig up the ground, so you had to do all of your business in a bucket and pray Felix didn't show up out of nowhere.
It was really embarrassing when Felix took it to clean it out.
You almost wanted to die and cry...
The worst part about using a bucket was that Felix can't always be there to change it, so the smell would just grow and get worse through the days.
(Not to mention mold...)
So, you try not to use the bathroom as much as possible.
But of course, another thing Felix would do is he'd bring you stuffed animals.
He understands that it can get pretty lonely when he isn't there, and obviously, he isn't about to have another human there either, so the next best thing is stuffed animals.
Pets themselves are just a bad idea. With the poo and pee and the noise and food... It's just a hassle.
Even though you once begged him for one, he refused- every time.
But at least you have a stuffed panda bear to keep you company.
Now, here's one thing you need to understand about Felix- he's still a human teenager... And they get horny.
There are days when he'd try to initiate 'things' with you, but you'd always refuse. Pushing him away out of discomfort.
Now Felix is a patient and understanding guy, but there's only so much he can take, and if you make him wait for too long, he'll end up taking what he wants whether you like it or not.
Though he does try to make you like him or even fall in love with him before that happens.
He knows how traumatic it can be if he forces himself on you after all.
That's why he tries not to do it too much.
But sometimes, he just can't hold back.
Especially if he's drunk...
Anyways. Overall, Felix isn't bad.
He'll give you space when you need it.
He'll never deprive you of your needs- at least not too much.
And he'll get you things when you ask- of course, they have to be reasonable, but still.
He's the kind of yandere that doesn't always need to be touching you or need to be around you to feel sane.
Just knowing you're there in the cave, safe and sound, gives him relief.
He'll do anything for you, and he'll become whatever you want in order for you to fall in love with him.
And he doesn't even believe in bringing you pain to make you feel love.
Of course, he's manipulative, but still!
I'd rate him a 7/10!
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My Weakness Part 1/?
Summary: ABO where Gold is a hot-blooded alpha and struggles with rutting symptoms, while trying his hardest to gain your favor before the worst hits…
TW: rut, swearing, smut, vomiting, random other sickfic stuff I decide on- honestly this is kinda a kitchen sink sickfic so😂
Soft, yellow candlelight illuminated Gold’s jacket as he paced up and down the isles of his store, attempting to distract himself with various items. With every second, the clock ticked closer to midnight. He could already feel his chest and neck heating up as his fever started.
Alpha ruts were… interesting to say the least. They lasted 5-7 days and typically worked in phases.
Phase 1: Fever, heightened sense of smell, temper or outbursts, an insatiable need to find a mate, or if you had one, an insatiable need to be near them.
Gold had a mate… or so he thought.
He’d met you at Granny’s on one of his walks. He could still picture it perfectly. Your pastel yellow sundress, the way your hair flowed in the breeze, the way you smelled like sweet oranges and freshly picked flowers.
He remembered how you had been so kind and gentle to him, especially since he’d just been left alone by Belle.
You two had talked for a few minutes on the bench outside. He’d studied your every word and the way you looked at him as if, for once, he mattered for more than just being The Dark One.
That’s when the blasted pirate showed up.
“(Y/n) love, we mustn’t get too close to the crocodile.” He swept you away, gesturing to his hand. “Learned my bloody lesson the hard way.”
Since then, you’d been on his mind and now, he was even more drawn to you. Especially since every now and again, he’d catch your scent.
Belle had left him at the worst time possible. During a rut, if an alpha *doesn’t* have a mate, symptoms are much worse.
What would normally feel like an off-day or residual flu symptoms very quickly became debilitating.
The clock continued to tick, showing him that his time was passing quickly. With every step, every attempt to distract himself, he could feel the chills and discomfort settling in. His long, brown hair stuck to his forehead with sweat. Soon, he started to feel disoriented and confused.
He fumbled around for his cane and then gave all the effort he had to reach the back of the shop, where he all but collapsed on one of the couches.
The fabric felt like knives as it rubbed against this feverish skin.
He started to curl in on himself, tugging on the edge of a thin throw blanket that was almost out of reach.
That’s when a gust of wind through the window brought in your scent. In his hazy state, he envisioned you at his side, stroking his hair and telling reassuring him that it would be alright and he’d make it through this.
He was scared, honestly. He’d never been through a rut alone.
He needed you and now, he had to find you and beg for the help he so desperately needed.
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jester-lover · 3 days
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He is so fine and nobody talks about it
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Like…maybe being stuck on neverland isn’t that bad🤷‍♀️…
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I’m planning headcanons rn
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✨️Imagine✨️
Tw: arranged marriage, aggressiveness, controlling spouse, spanking
Being taken in off the streets by Rumplestilskin after fleeing your hometown. Jefferson sets his sights on you. Rumplestilskin decides to arrange the marriage.
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Rumplestilskin had found you one day after you had accidentally ran into him on the road. You had been fleeing your village after it was raided by the Evil Queen's soldiers. Having heard of the dark one, you quickly apologized and hoped he wouldn't be angry with you and punish you the way he did when anyone so much as irritated him. Instead, he took pity on the poor creature he saw before him. He offered you shelter and food in exchange for housework and chores. You gladly accepted, having not eaten since you had abandoned your home days before. This was obvious even to him.
Rumple took notice that you enjoyed doing chores that required you to be outside. You always came home dirty. He was quite impressed with how well you did with your work.
One day, a few weeks later, while you were outside gathering herbs, a man came up to you. You both began making small talk. The man explained that his name was Jefferson, and he was on his way to speak with The Dark One when your beauty caught his eye. After you finished foraging, Jefferson gladly walked with you back to Rumple's home. You were dismissed as they went on to talk about their business. Soon the topic of conversation fell onto you. Jefferson was absolutely intrigued by the beautiful creature The Dark One had running errands for him. Although, you didn't exactly share the same feelings. Sure, he was OK to talk with, but you still didn't know this stranger that had walked up to you. And if he had anything to do with Rumplestilskin's 'business affairs', he couldn't have been that safe to be around.
A few days after you had met Jefferson, Rumplestilskin had called you inside from your chores. "Sit, dearie. I want to speak with you a moment." He said. You did as you were told, and he continued. "Now, (y/n), you've met my . . . associate, Jefferson?"
"A few times, sir." You responded quietly.
"Well then, dearie, you know that I sometimes pay him to do certain jobs for me." You nodded. "Quite recently Jefferson went on an extremely important journey for me. And as payment, I've given him your hand in marriage."
Your heart sunk to the bottom of your stomach. "I-i don't understand." You uttered.
"It's quite simple, really- when two people love each other very much-"
"But I do not love him!" You cried in disbelief. "I barely know of him, I do not consent to this!" You were now out of your chair and standing.
"Ya see, dearie, I wasn't really asking. The deal has already been struck. See, I took you in when nobody else would. Now you will do as your told or so help me I will send you back from where you came!"
Silent tears streamed down your face. You were speechless. You couldn't look him in the eyes. It was too much.
"Now go clean up and prepare supper. I'll not hear another word out of you. And don't try to run, dearie. I have my ways of finding you."
As soon as he had said 'go', you were out the door and headed straight for the well outside the house.
The ceremony was small. You hadn't seen Jefferson since Rumplestilskin had given you the horrible news. He was the one that married you and Jefferson. Your veil covered your tear-stained face until Jefferson lifted it over your head and consummated the union with a passionate kiss. He was rough when he touched you. Rumplestilskin clapped giddily as the two of you kissed.
"Congratulations to the happy couple!"
Right after the wedding, you moved in with Jefferson. He couldn't wait to tame that fire within you. As soon as you had moved in with him Jefferson had rules for you as his new wife. You weren't allowed to go to town without him, and you were to cook and clean while he was away on business or when he asked you to. He made sure you were clean and ate well. No more outdoor chores unless he specifically asked you to do something that required it. He often helped you bathe, despite your telling him you didn't need the help. If you disobeyed him, you were thrown over his lap and spanked until your bottom was red and tears spilled from your eyes. Just as it had been with The Dark One, you still weren't allowed any knowledge of Jefferson's business affairs.
You were carrying the pot of stew over to the table before Jefferson got home when you heard a voice from behind you.
"You make a lovely housewife, dearie."
You turned to see Rumplestilskin. "Why are you here?" You asked, glaring daggers at the man who had basically sold you.
Rumplestilskin gave you a look of feigned offense. "Why such malice, dearie? I've come to check on your well being." He circled you once before standing in front of you. "Nice to see you clean for a change. That dirt did nothing for your complexion." He gave a firm pat to your stomach. "You've even gained a pound or so." All you could do was glare. The Dark One crossed his arms at you and continued with a sneer. "That's a good thing. Means he's treating you well."
"What do you want?" You seethed.
"That, dearie, is none of your concern. I'm here to discuss matters with your husband." As if on cue, Jefferson came through the door. He smiled slyly at you both. "Hello, dear! And to what do we owe the pleasure, oh dark one?" Jefferson made his way over to you and wrapped a hand around your waist, giving you a firm squeeze to his side.
"I was just complimenting your wife on her new found hygiene." Stilskin said.
Jefferson chuckled softly. "Yes, a much-welcomed improvement, I'd say."
Your hands balled into fists as you listened to them. Jefferson gave your bottom a squeeze and gently nudged you toward the fireplace area. "Go on, darling. Why don't you make us some tea while we discuss matters?"
You tensed slightly as you felt him grab your rump, but all you could do was nod and do as you were told.
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fanfic-she-wrote · 11 months
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Imagine being enemies to lovers with Jafar
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0ffurself · 9 months
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Please anybody anywhere give me writing suggestions!
What I will write for:
Good omens
Twilight
Underworld
Monster high
Once upon a time
Or just send requests and if I am in the fandom I will write it (or if I have seen/played it)
(I don't usually do smut, I write for any gender)
I just really wanna right and have ZERO ideas lmao
🐍
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swanimagines · 2 months
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HER QUEEN | REGINA MILLS
Summary: Imagine working as a maid in the castle and having a crush on Queen Regina, and her developing a crush on you in Storybrooke.
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You always knew Regina wasn't the kindest person in the Kingdom - in fact, she was considered a monster by a lot of people. Which was why so many people were baffled how you weren't scared of her at all, you were even eager to see her and seemed to get along with her better than most of her other servants.
You didn't know yourself why were you so fond of her at first, before finally realising that you actually had feelings for your queen. And it was quite hard to hide, so much so that you had great difficulties with not confessing it to her - you knew she wouldn't react well. She practiced dark magic with Rumpelstilskin and she'd just think of you as weak.
That was why you forced yourself to keep your feelings secret, but every day they just seemed to grow, larger and larger, until you felt like you were going to burst unless you told her. But as you were still sure that you'd just break your heart, you chose to ask Regina for some time off from your duties. She had always given you more leash than she gave her other servants, so you knew she'd say yes.
So you traveled to the other side of the kingdom to your family and tried to clear your head while there - not knowing there was a curse coming to wash over you all.
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"Hello again, Mrs. Mayor," your cheerful voice rang through the house. Regina's lips curled upwards upon hearing it and she walked up to her entrance hall, seeing you ready with your mop and rags with a bright smile on your face. "How are you today?"
"Good, thank you," Regina replied, her voice warm and happy. You were one of the only people in her Kingdom who she didn't doom to an unhappy ending - you were still sort of her maid, but she was always warm and welcoming to you. You seemed to genuinely enjoy her company and your presence made her feel things she didn't know she could feel - or maybe she had just hidden them from herself back in the Enchanted Forest.
"How is Henry?" You asked, curious as you started to clean the floor. "He is such a wonderful boy."
"Oh, he's fine," Regina said, smiling softly at your praise. "He got an A+ from the English exam this week."
"He is such a smart boy," you said, smiling. "So bright and happy, a joy to have around."
"Thank you," Regina said, smiling as she took a seat on her sofa. "He's growing up so fast. I wish I could go back in time and tell myself to cherish the moments. It's just gone by so quickly."
"It has," you agreed. "I don't think I can imagine Henry being a teenager yet."
Regina smiled softly at that - it wouldn't be but another five years and Henry would already be a teenager. Eight years had gone by so quickly, even when time had partially frozen in place here.
And Regina didn't even really think - she just blurted her next words out. "Would you stay for a cup of something hot and a warm apple pie? It's getting chilly out there."
You paused at that, looking at Regina. She almost regretted her words for a moment, thinking she managed to weird you out, but instead you broke into a wide smile.
"I would love that."
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Requests are always open! FANDOM LIST | PROMPT LIST(S) | RULES (READ!!!)
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blackbrd · 2 days
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once upon a time m!list
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☠︎︎ smut | ❦ angst | ❀ fluff
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Emma Swan x fem!reader
Regina Mills x fem!reader
Swanqueen
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lunapriestess · 1 year
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The Moonlight || A Killian x Reader Fanfiction
Chapter 6: True Love's Kiss
After finding yourself in Storybrooke seeking a new adventure, your life gets flipped upside down after you find out that your new-found visions are more powerful than you could imagine. All you know is that an adventure in the moonlight is coming and for whatever reason, Killian Jones was at the heart of it.
A/N: We're still going! Thank you to everyone who is enjoying the story so far!
Also available on Wattpad and AO3
Cold leather presses against my back as I lay face up to the ceiling on the sofa. Cold dark leather. It reminds me of him. Yet another thing to remind me of him. I’m missing Granny’s coffee this morning… or am I just missing Killian’s face? It’s probably a little of both. I pull my feet around off the sofa and get myself sat upright. I don’t need cold leather reminding me of everything that’s going on in my life. I don’t need reminding of Killian.
Emma has gone out to pick us breakfast while David works the morning shift at the station. So here I am, sitting like a lemon on the sofa, waiting for coffee and a reply to my letter that I sent to the diner last night with Emma. As if I had been willing it (I had), Emma walked through the door with a bag full of Granny’s in one hand and a large coffee for me in the other. As soon as my interest peaked, it wavered again, and I noticed no letter in Emma’s hand. He didn’t want to talk to me about it. It looks like I’m doing it alone.
“Chin up, (y/n),” Emma laughed at me while she placed the food on the counter. My face spoke more than I did. Reaching into the pocket of her red leather jacket, she retrieved a folded-up piece of paper. “I only have two hands”. I instantly jumped to my feet to meet her. I felt like a teenager all over again, passing letters in class. As I got closer, I saw the paper was headed with Granny’s logo. My shaky hand reached out to take it from Emma, and she rolled her eyes at my clear nerves. 
I took the letter back over to the sofa before opening the folds slowly, savouring the musky smell of leather and dried ink that dissipated from the page. Emma had brought my coffee over to me as I sat there looking over the letter.
“Dear (y/n),
I must confess, a letter sent via Emma instead of a bird or a bottle is new to me, but I understand your reasonings. Once again, I apologise for the pain I caused you. It was a wrong first impression, and I aim to avoid hurting you further. However, I refuse to let it be a reason not to see you. 
As for this prophecy, it is just a curse wrapped up in some extra rules. A curse can always be broken, if not by true love's kiss, then by something. I’m sure there's a crocodile in town that can provide some answers. I’ll talk to him. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to see me. You talk to your bodyguards and see what you can come up with.
Meet me tonight. At sunset by the docks. I promise I’ll keep my distance if you keep yours. 
Until tonight,
Killian”
Until tonight. I traced the letters with my fingers before passing the letter over to Emma’s open and waiting hand for her to read. I instantly got to my feet and grabbed my coffee and coat. Killian is doing what he can, and now I will do what I do best. Research. 
“You coming?” I asked Emma as I hurried to the door. “I’m going to the library. There has to be something there that can help” I smiled and held the door open for her to exit with me. She had also gotten to her feet and grabbed her coffee and food.
“I’m going to head to Regina’s vault. I’ll text her on the way. There has to be something there that can help us.” She grinned as she headed out the door alongside me. 
“True love always finds a way, (y/n).” She shouted behind her as we went in our separate directions. 
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I had been through what felt like every book in this library—books on curses, books on magic, books on different books. Everything was pointing in one direction, true love's kiss. That kiss was going to be unattainable. That’s if Killian Jones was my true love. The butterflies flying through my body believed so. 
I took a moment to look out the window. The sun was starting to disappear over the buildings, it was almost time for me to meet Killian, and I had nothing. Hopefully, this crocodile he spoke of had more answers. I’m hoping it’s not a genuine crocodile, although, knowing Storybrooke, I wouldn’t put it past him.
The doors to the library opened, and Emma and Regina made their way into my circle. A mountain of books surrounded me.
“Any luck?” I asked with my fingers crossed so hard they could snap. I was met with a shaking of heads.
“True loves kiss”, Regina said with sadness. We all knew this was never going to happen. My last hope was going to be waiting at the dock for me in less than an hour. I started to gather my things and put my coat around my shoulders.
“Hopefully, he’s had more luck,” I say with my last few strands of hope and pick up my bag before throwing it over my shoulder. “I’m going to head down there now. I might do some drawing while I wait.” I smiled with defeat at the two women who had worked hard to try and make this happen for me and walked out the library doors towards the dock. 
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Arriving at the dock, I took my seat on one of the rough wooden benches and pulled out my leather bound sketchpad. I instictivly put my pencil to paper and started sketching what came to my head. It happened again. 
“(y/n)? Hello? (y/n)??” The mans deep voice dragged me out of my trance. Vibrations. The electricity is back. It’s Killian. My eyes shot open and met his, and he could sense the shock that was racing through my body. He took a few steps back to ease the pain. 
“Hello love, you fall asleep waiting for me?” He jested as he looked down to what I was holding. My sketchbook, I must have blacked out when drawing again. It was a detailed sketch of Killian on the Jolly Roger with someone next to him. It was an inky blob, a blur in the background. I couldn’t even figure out their gender, but they were essential and emerging from the picture. 
“You drew me? I’m flattered.” He batted his eyelashes sarcastically before sitting on the bench opposite mine. 
“It’s a vision drawing,” I corrected. However, I would have drawn him with a vision or not. “Here, take a look” I pushed the book along the floor in his direction. It took him a minute to study it, but a smile filled his face, and his gaze from across the way met mine. 
“Aye, love, you truly do have a talent. But if it’s a vision, what is it depicting?” He questioned. He had a good point. I could find out if I wanted to take half of Storybrooke’s electrics out with me, but Emma and David wouldn’t be happy.
“Good question. I have no idea.” I said, and then silence filled the air between us. “You know-” “I’m s-” We cut each other off with a childish giggle, and I gestured to Killian to go first. 
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you since we met, (y/n). I saw the crocodile today, and he made it very clear. The only thing that can free you from these visions and this prophecy is true love’s kiss.” His frown was evident when he stood up and placed my sketchbook on the edge of our energy field before taking off the ring hanging around his neck and placing it on top. “You may not be able to be around me, love, but you can carry a piece of me with you”. He backed away and let me stand up to retrieve it. 
I took the ring in my hand and felt it in my hands for a moment. Its energy is warm and comforting, like a warm hug and a hot chocolate. I placed its chain over my neck and held it close to my heart before picking the notebook up and walking back to my seat. 
“You know what the legend says, Killian. I can’t be near true love. Since we can’t be close to each other, I’m assuming that means…”
“Aye, love, I agree with you there. I can’t stop thinking about you. Your hair and face grace my slumber and live in my daydreams. The curse is true, and I can’t be near you.” Sadness filled his eyes and punched my heart. I gripped the ring around my neck as tight as I could. I knew I wasn’t alone in this feeling. 
My eyes flittered to my notebook. There was only one way to make sure. Like Gold said, abilities can be developed. If I could nip into this vision for a moment and pick something up, I know that the legend is true. If my hand goes straight through things, I know it’s false. A simple premise, but I would do anything to prove my fate was not sealed. 
“Killian, I’m about to do something idiotic,” I said matter of factly, and I could see his expression change. “I’m going to go into whatever vision this drawing is, trying not to take out half of the city's power while I’m at it. However, the only thing that wakes me up is the electricity we share. If lights start flickering, I start shaking, if anything seems wrong, I need you to come and touch my shoulder. Wake me up.”
I could see his concern.
“Love, I don’t want to hurt you.” He said with his brow furrowed. I know that he promised never to do that again, but I needed him to break it one last time. 
“I know you don’t. But you might have to.” I responded with one last look into his eyes.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and placed my hand on the page in front of me. Suddenly, everything went black. 
Little did I know, Killian wouldn’t be able to wake me up.
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“I find you… amusing.”
Summary: You’re one of Professor Gold’s students in a college magic 102 class. You’re a bit of a prodigy to put it lightly, far surpassing the rest of your class. It could be due to natural talent… or the intensive attention you’re paying to your teacher.
TW: bondage, touching, swearing, Professor x student, non-consensual sexual activity, oral s*x,
If there’s a tw I didn’t mention, let me know!!
It was a normal Monday, and as always the rest of the class was barely paying attention to the lecture. That is, until Gold began talking about enchantment spells.
“It’s very simple. The subject must touch an enchanted object or say a specific phrase. Following this, you have total control over their actions until you release them.”
The class gasped and murmured.
“Dark magic? Perhaps… but necessary.”
Soon the bell rang for 5 minutes till lunch.
“Alright that’s all for today,” Gold flipped his cane, turning it into a blue dry erase marker. He turned to write your homework assignment on the board.
“Before Tuesday, I want you to test out an enchantment spell. Use it for good or evil, it’s up to you, but I want written documentation of how it went.”
Most of the class filed out of the room, some murmuring about how this class was definitely unethical on occasion.
Gold smirked hearing them.
“Rumpelstiltskin is teaching it… it’s obviously unethical.” He chuckled under his breath.
“Professor Gold?”
He turned to see you with a partial smile.
“Ah (y/n), what can I do for you?” He walked to his computer, glancing over the plans for next class’ lecture.
“Well I was having trouble with the homework from last night. Number 7…”
He looked at you questioningly.
“It’s not like you to have questions dearie. Half the time you have the assignment done before I tell you the page number.”
“Well I know,” you answered. “But this one stumped me.”
He laughed. “Alright let’s take a look at it.”
He looked over the page, pointing to the question as he read.
“Oh, this one’s an easy one.” He read it aloud. “Changing one object into another without a verbal spell. I do this all the time.”
You studied his hands, knowing full well how to execute the spell…
“Watch me.” He flicked his wrist and the marker switched back to a cane. “Just don’t think about it. Calm your mind, steady your focus.”
“The hallway is too loud, I can’t…”
He flicked his wrist and the door closed.
“Now,” he gestured to you.
“Thank you,” you smiled and flicked your wrist the same way he had. Not even a second later, his cane was a black, leather belt.
His eyes widened.
“(Y/n)…”
You smirked, feeling the leather up… and down, the slight clink of the buckle being the only sound in the room.
“Guess I knew more than I let on.” You shrugged.
You snapped and the belt was around his neck. You pulled it taut, creating a leash of sorts before you pulled him toward you.
“Tell me Rumple… what do you think of me?”
“Well… I find you… amusing.”
You could see in his eyes that he thought much more than that, and if his eyes weren’t enough, the hard bulge in his pants left no room for doubt.
“Mmmm, I bet you do.” You looked up at him, your fingers walking up his chest.
He smirked at you and picked you up, setting you on his desk, your skirt riding up as his hands slid up your thighs.
“Mmmm naughty boy.” You locked eyes with him.
You spread your legs wider, his leg pressed between them. You tilted his chin up with your finger.
“Oh dearie…” you mocked. “You look so desperate..”
He took your necklace between his teeth, tugging it lightly to move your head to the side before he began to kiss down your neck, soft and tender.
“What’ve you done to me…” he whimpered.
“It’s an enchantment spell to say it plainly. You’ll do anything I tell you to.”
“How…” he continued to kiss your neck, moving down to unbutton your blouse.
“It’s simple. You touched my textbook, I enchanted it. And now, you’re licking my tits.”
He took one of your nipples in his mouth and massaged the other.
“God I-“ he moaned breathlessly as you pulled the belt around his neck.
“Touch me rumple.”
He backed up just a bit and gritted his teeth. “This is beyond unethical…”
“You’re Rumpelstiltskin . Unethical is your middle name.” You batted your eyes, smiling evilly.
The belt began to glow red, a sign of dark enchantment.
“Rumple. I won’t ask again. Besides, you want to.”
You pulled your skirt up, and he nearly whimpered.
“And just how do you know that?”
You whispered in his ear.
“Darling I worked on this spell all last night to make sure it forced you to give in to your own desires.”
He was locked on your red silk thong.
“Go ahead Rumple. But…”
He bent down.
You pulled the belt up a bit to make him look at you. “Don’t use your hands.”
Like some sort of ravenous wolf, he bit the studded string on your hip, pulling it down to your knees.
“Good boy.” You ruffled his hair.
He was overwhelmed with pleasure just by looking at your pretty pink folds.
“You’re so wet…” he moaned, lapping at your opening.
“All for you…” you threw your head back when he began sucking on your clit. Thank god everyone was at lunch because if they hadn’t been, they might’ve heard you moaning in pleasure and knocking a stack of books into the floor.
He put his tongue into your vagina, relishing in your sweet taste.
“Fuck Rumple-“ your hips bucked up.
Seconds later, the bell rang, bringing the other students back down the hall.
“I can’t stop…”
“Easy there big boy….” You tilted his chin up again.
“You’ll have another time.” You smiled.
You could tell his boner was going to be a terrible problem during his next class as he could barely stand.
“I-what am I supposed to do with this?” He pleaded for mercy.
“Amuse me.” You smirked darkly, slipping your panties back on and buttoning your shirt before hopping off his desk to take your seat for the next period.
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Hello :) 🌈😄
This fanfic account is new on tumblr 🤗 I'll mainly write reader-inserts (both non-romantic & romantic) Here are some of my fandoms which I intend to write for: The Hunger Games Once Upon a Time The Umbrella Academy The MCU (mainly "old" stuff from before phase 4) DC (Batman, Gotham, ...) Lord of the Rings Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts Star Wars (to be honest, don't expect anyone else than Obi-Wan 🤭)
I'm not planning on doing requests right away, but I might respond to some challenges/fanfic ideas that I saw on tumblr before. Let's go🤗
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woodandwaxwings · 1 year
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I'm in the mood for some angst. Y'all request something plz, doesn't actually have to be angst lol
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