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andromedasstarship · 3 years

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i could not choose between 77-80 so i overbearingly ask u to use each of them with spencer reid if u wish 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

80. “Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner.” + 77- “If you want to leave, we can leave.”

send a prompt + character from this list!

pairing - spencer reid x gn!reader

warnings - stress?? mostly fluff

a/n - tysm kenna for requesting this i love you and i loved writing this. i also went overboard on this one bye! ive also never posted something this long in an ask reply before so if this looks weird BYE!

Your car had long gone cold, but you still couldn’t find the energy to pull yourself out yet. It was futile to try and wrestle your emotions into a tightly sealed box; as soon as you crossed the threshold of the town-home you shared with Spencer, you knew he’d be able to read you like a book. Damn genius profiler skills.

Taking a quick look at the time you knew you had to suck it up and go inside; you were pushing how ‘late’ you could be without him worrying something had happened on your commute home. With a deep sigh, you grabbed your bag from the passenger seat and exited the car; taking your sweet time with locking the car behind you and digging your house keys out of the bottom of your bag.

To put it simply, it had been a difficult year. It was the final year of your Phd. program and while- all things considered- you had had an amazing time, the past few months had been both physically and mentally draining. What was once your lifelong passion had suddenly started to feel like a chore; a chore you felt you weren’t even good at anymore. Almost every day was spent either in your own classes or teaching undergrads. Almost every night was spent on the final edits of your thesis or grading work from your students. The few moments of freedom you found were spent doing the boring parts of adult life: housekeeping, getting your car fixed, calling elderly family members, etc.

Neither of you had formerly addressed it, but you knew it was taking a toll on your relationship. Spencer being busy was a constant, but it was normally balanced out by your typical 9-5 schedule. But recently, even on the nights he was home you’d be too wrapped up in your own work to even sit down and eat dinner with him. By the time you crawled into bed he’d be long asleep and in the mornings you’d been leaving for work earlier and earlier in order to get research time in at the university library. It felt like the two of you hadn’t even been awake in the same room for weeks, let alone do anything relationship-y.

Tonight was supposed to change that. Kind of. His team was having a fancy dinner to celebrate some major milestone that you couldn’t remember. It’d been on the books for months, but kept getting pushed back by surprise cases. It felt like everyone held their breath this week, waiting for a case to pop up, but instead everyone was left pleasantly surprised when no such thing happened. It was going to be a great night: classic Rossi pasta dish, all partners and kids invited. Even though the two of you wouldn’t be alone, it’d still be a perfectly good excuse to get out, put on some nice outfits and have a fun evening with friends.

Spencer had been particularly excited. The past week, you felt as if it was the only thing he ever talked about. Not that the two of you were having extensive conversations. He kept talking about how great it would be to get out of the house and how much he was looking forward to having a totally work free evening. His excitement warmed your heart.

Which is why you were taking so long to find your keys. Today had been one of the hardest day you’d experienced in a long time. The thesis meeting you had with your advisor- that you’d been staying up late every night editing for- had gone horribly; it was as if everything you prepared was wrong. Almost every student in the class you taught scored poorly on the latest assessment- on a unit you considered yourself an expert on-, something you viewed as a failure of your ability to convey the info. And to top it all off, even though you felt as if you’d spent hours upon hours working yourself to the bone the past week- in order to clear space for tonight-, you still felt as if you had piles of work to catch up on.

You knew the stress and tension of the day would read clear on your body as soon as Spencer got a look at you. And with how excited he’d been, you absolutely didn’t want to ruin the dinner. You’d hate for him to feel as if you were being selfish or that you couldn’t even prioritize him in your schedule.

You took one last deep breath, before going to put the key into the doorknob. Just as you touched the handle, the door swung open from the other side.

“Jesus!” You exclaimed, one hand clutching your chest as you nearly jumped out of your skin. In front of you was Spencer, smiling down at you with that irresistible grin of his.

“Did I scare you? Sorry. I thought I heard you car pull up earlier and when you didn’t come in I thought maybe something was wrong so I wanted to come check-”

You quickly cut him off- even though you did find his worrying a bit endearing- by pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

“A good song came on just as I pulled in, couldn’t just get out.” You lied, adding a small laugh for effect. It was an on brand situation for you, something certainly believable. If Spencer had any doubts, he didn’t question you, simply moved out of the doorframe so you could step in.

Inside the house, you set your bag down by the front door like you always did. While kicking your shoes off, you pulled your jacket off, smiling when Spencer had his hands already open to hang it on the rack. You knew he had that ridiculous memory- and you had a pretty set routine-, but it still made your heart swell every time he anticipated your next move and went the extra mile to be helpful.

“So, how was your day?" Spencer asked, as the two of you made your way to the kitchen area. “What’d Professor Addams have to say in your meeting?”

You clenched at the handle of the fridge, grinding your teeth before pulling the door open. When you turned to look at Spencer, you saw he made himself comfortable on one of the countertop stools.

“Went well. They gave me some uh, um, some comprehensive revisions.” You said flatly, turning back to face the fridge; missing the skeptical look Spencer was throwing you.

“That’s good?” He said slowly, before adding, “well how was class? You just wrapped up the last unit didn’t you?” You both knew he knew the answer, but was just attempting to further the conversation. Had it been any other day you would’ve found it endearing, but today just wasn’t that day.

You slammed the fridge door shut, just hard enough to be cause for concern. “I thought tonight was absolutely no shop talk. Huh? Why don’t we just start that rule now.” You said, a slight edge to your voice. It’s not his fault, it’s not his fault.

“Are you okay-”

“Yes! I just don’t-”

“If there’s something wrong, you know you can tell-”

“There’s nothing wrong-”

“Do you need to stay-”

“Stop!” You exclaimed, bringing an end to the constant cutting each other off. “Everything is fine. Okay?” You said, unable to maintain eye contact.

Spencer slowly nodded, though you could tell he didn’t believe an ounce of what you had just said. Luckily for you, he seemed to let it go, falling back in his seat.

“I’m gonna go shower and get ready and then we can leave, alright?” You asked rhetorically. When he just nodded again, you very quickly walked up to him and pressed another quick kiss to his lips. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

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The ride to Rossi’s was silent, something that normally wouldn’t have bothered either of you had it not been for the borderline argument you had in the kitchen. As you pulled up a few cars down from the house, you caught Spencer staring at you from the passenger seat, a slightly concerned look on his face.

“Stop doing that.” You huffed out, but there was no real bite in your voice.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked gently, reaching out to push a piece of your hair away from your face. God that was sweet.

You quickly nodded and threw a very forced smile his way, not quite meeting his eyes. “I’m fine. I promise, come on.” You said, killing the engine and pushing open your car door.

Before you could fully open the door, Spencer’s arm shot out across your body and pulled the door back shut with a bang.

“Spencer!” You yelped, startled by his sudden movement. You turned and gave him a bewildered look.

“You always look over my head when you lie.” Spencer stated.

“Oh I do not-” You started, but letting the sentence fall flat as soon as you realized you currently were looking over his head.

“Your favorite song came on the radio, twice, on the drive here and you didn’t react at all either times.” He said. When you still didn’t say anything he continued. “What’s going on? You know you can tell me.”

The look he was giving you was making you feel all sorts of guilty. Of course he cared, that’s why you loved him so much. You just didn’t want to ruin something that’d been in the works for so long, all because you had a bad day.

“Spencer,” you started, giving him a very pointed look and making sure to hold eye contact, “I’m fine. Can we just go in?”

Spencer shook his head, externally searching your face for more clues while also internally thinking back to any clues from your kitchen fight. “We aren’t going anywhere, until you talk to me.” He urged.

It probably wasn’t the best move on his part, seeing as you both were incredibly stubborn. The two of you were unrelenting, both staring blankly at the other; hoping the other one would break first. After nearly 5 minutes of silence, it became very clear that neither of you were standing down anytime soon.

Spencer reached his hand out again, gently cupping your cheek; internally you cursed your body’s natural reaction to lean into his touch. “What’s going on?” He asked, voice much softer than earlier.

You were internally screaming over how caring he was. Damn him! You cursed yourself for not being able to just play the role of perfect partner for one night.

“I’m exhausted.” You said, voice quiet. “My meeting went horrible day. I absolutely failed at teaching my students the last unit. I’ve been bringing so much work back to the house I haven’t even been able to give you a second of attention. And now we have this dinner that you’ve been looking forward to for months and I don’t want to ruin-”

This time, it was Spencer that quickly cut off your rambles with a kiss.

“Do you want to leave?” He asked, as if it were the most simple thing ever

You gave him a shocked look. “Spencer, you’ve been talking about this dinner for weeks. I, I can’t ask you to put this off, you and the team rarely get time to-”

“If you want to leave, we can leave.” He said. His voice was so sincere it made the whole thing that much more difficult. He was too good.

“Spencer, no.” You said, putting special emphasis on the ‘no’. “We haven’t even walked in the door, there’s nothing to leave yet. I’m not going to ruin the dinner we’ve all been planning on for months. I’ll be fine for a couple hours.”

He didn’t answer, instead pulled his phone out and quickly started to type out a text.

“What are you doing?”

“Texting Rossi, I’m gonna tell him you aren’t feeling well and we can’t come anymore.”

“We’re outside his house! It’s not a big deal-!

“Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner!” Spencer cut you off, giving you a very pointed look. You weren’t sure your heart could take the swelling much longer.

“Spencer, you’ve been planning-”

“I don’t want to hear it-”

“You’ve wanted to get out of the house for so long!” You stressed, giving him a ‘duh’ look.

“We can go do something else!” He replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Just us, no pressure to be ‘on’ in front of anyone else.” That did sound good- No!

“I’m not gonna be the one who keeps their boyfriend away from his friends-”

“I see them every day. Every day. One dinner means nothing.” Spencer said confidently, clasping your hand tightly between his.

You contemplated for what seemed like hours; though it couldn’t have been more than twenty seconds. “Are you sure?”

“I’ve never been more sure of something in my life.” Spencer said, giving you a very mock serious look; you couldn’t help but laugh at that. “There you are.” He said, smiling to match yours.

You turned the car on, clicking your seatbelt back into place. “So, where to pretty boy?” You asked.

“Well, I heard of this new ice cream place that just opened up. Their ‘claim to fame’ is they make over 50 flavors in store every single day. Did you know on average it takes nearly three hours from start to finish to make a single batch of ice cream? Or that when ice cream-”

You shook your head in amusement, chancing a couple glances in his direction as you were driving. You loved his excited ramblings and animated hand motions as he further explained the history of ice cream; as well as all the random facts about the place he was directing you to. As you got closer to your new destination, all you could think about was how lucky you were to, to be loved by someone who always knew just what to say.

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permanent tags - @sunflowersandotherthings

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer x reader #reid x reader #criminal minds fanfiction #'stori writes #kenna #'stori answers #spencer reid/you #spencer reid x you #spencer reid/reader #spencer reid x gn!reader #spencer reid/gn!reader

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honeytae · 3 years

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Hiiii Kenna, are u still doing concepts? If u are,, imagine bestie Yoongi harboring feelings for u and ur telling him about a tinder date ur about to go on 🥺 (if not then pls disregard, also I hope ur migraine is feeling better 💕)

FRIENDS TO LOVERS YES YES YES!!! also omg you sweetheart, my migraine is all better, thank you!!

“Who’s blowing up your phone?” Yoongi can’t help but ask as your device pings for the umpteenth time from across the room, throughly distracting him as he tried to wrap up his day’s work so he could properly hang out with you, clicking away on his mouse as you sat next to him with your head on his shoulder.

“Ugh,” you groaned, “probably the same person who’s been blowing it up for the last week.” You mumbled, rubbing at your tired eyes as Yoongi chuckled lightly at your grumpy tone.

One thing both of you had in common was the lack of desire for unnecessary socializing; especially texting. Neither of you texted back, opting to just stop by the others home when you needed each other’s presence.

But other people never seemed to get that like Yoongi did.

“Who’s that?” He asked, placing the note on his monitor in a different key, sighing when he immediately shook his head no at the move, undoing the action with a pluck of his thumb to his bottom lip.

“This guy I met on Tinder. I don’t know, he’s nice, but that’s about it. I feel there isn’t much substance there.” You shrugged, not noticing the way Yoongi’s jaw clenched at your words, or the way his fingers halted atop his keyboard as he tried to hold in his frustrations.

“Hm, that’s nice.” He forced out, both of you sighing simultaneously before the room fell silent again, eyes staring blankly at the computer screen with the tension of unspoken feelings.

“Wanna head out?” He spoke up after a few minutes, you nodding solemnly against him, picking your head up off of his arm and walking across the room to collect your things.

Yoongi nearly whined at the removal of your touch from him, your head on his body being the only connection you’d had during this awkward exchange.

It seemed that both of you noticed the shift of energy; not that either of you were actually going to do anything about it.

Ducking your head down as he held the door open for you, you waited outside the studio for him to come out, frowning when he diverted his eyes from yours before following his trudging figure down the hallway and out the building.

“Yoon,” your voice interrupted his footsteps, the man turning back to you and blinking at you in the dark.

You felt like crying at the sudden change of mood, wishing you’d never brought up that damn date, created an excuse that he could believe.

But no, you could never lie to Yoongi. Never. Which is why you needed to be honest with him now.

“Are you mad at me? Please don’t be mad at me, I hate when you’re mad at me, just-”

“Hey, hey, hey, I’m not mad at you. It’s okay, I’m not mad, I promise.” He soothed you, noticing your breathing begin to quicken as your eyes tried to examine his shut off body language, stepping forward with a sigh to wrap his arms around your torso in a tight hug.

“I feel like you are, though.” You whispered, almost scared to speak the words as you didn’t want to push the subject. You were scared of what would happen if you did.

“I, um,” he began, sighing again in frustration at his hesitation to speak the words.

You coward, he thought to himself.

“I didn’t like hearing that you’re talking to somebody.” He pushed out, words spoken so fast that you thought you might have misheard them.

But pulling back from his chest, spying the terrified look on his face thinking you were rejecting him before he even fully came out with it, you immediately knew you’d heard him correct.

“You,” you began, stalling when he bit down on his bottom lip, “why?”

The question stunned Yoongi, eyes widened as he shuffled awkwardly in place.

“Uh, well,” he hesitated, taking a deep breath before he looked back at you, heart fluttering when he caught your eyes on his lips.

“Can I kiss you?” He blurted out, nearly slapping his palm over his mouth as he internally panicked.

Why the fuck did he say that? Take it back. Take it back. Please just-

His entire body froze at the sudden feeling of your lips on his, body going rigid before he came to his senses, tightening his hold on your sides as he tipped his head to further accommodate the action.

#anonymous #bts writing #bts fanfiction #bts concepts #bts fluff #bts x reader #yoongi #yoongi writing #yoongi fanfiction #yoongi concepts #yoongi fluff #yoongi x reader

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tsukishimaenthusiast · 4 years

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Hi!! Can I get NSFW headcanons with Tsuki, Goshiki, Kenma and Tendou where their s/o comes over to hang out and they show up in unflattering clothes (like some sweats) but they discover that underneath their s/o is wearing lingerie? Please and thank you!

rlly not sure how to title this one but

also!!! implied fem! reader

tsukishima, goshiki, kenma, and tendou when their s/o shows up to their house wearing lingerie under their sweats (nsfw headcanons)

tsukishima:

tsukishima called you earlier this morning and asked if you wanted to hang out at his house later

ofc you said yes

you recently got a new lacy lingerie set and decided to wear it underneath your leggings and hoodie

i mean, you always made sure u were prepared ahah

you arrived at tsukishima’s house and he let you in

you greeted his family and then followed him into his room

you and tsuki were laying on his bed listening to music

he placed his hand on your thigh and started massaging it

he felt you shudder underneath him and he sat up, pulling you onto his lap

tsukishima started kissing your neck

“keiiii, stopp. your family is literally right downstairs.”

“don’t care,” he hummed against you

he slid his hands up your hoodie and brought his hands to ur chest

you knew he felt the lacy material

“what’s this?”, he asked, smirking

you bit your lips and felt your face grow hot

“and here you are telling me to stop cause my parents are home… you wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”

you looked away and he grabbed your face to make u look at him again

“..naughty girl.”

you could feel how hard he was

“i should just fuck you right now… and see how quiet you can be for me. what do you think?”, he asked, chuckling

you moaned at his words

he brought his fingers to rub against your folds

“you’re already so fucking wet, y/n.”

you whimpered against his chest

“kei! y/n! food’s ready!”, you heard akiteru yell

you got off tsuki’s lap and watched him get up and head towards his door

“we’ll finish this later, y/n. i’m not done with you yet.”

goshiki:

goshiki invited you over his house to watch a volleyball game with him

since you guys were staying at his house, you decided to dress comfortable, to a certain extent

underneath your sweats, you had on your favorite lingerie set

who knows, maybe you guys could have some fun when the game was over

you guys sat in his living room and watched the game all the way through

when it finished, you guys were both pretty hungry

“wanna eat? i’ll cook something for us.”

you nodded

while goshiki was in the kitchen, you went up behind him and hugged him

“what’s up, babe?”, he turned around to face you

you gave him puppy dog eyes

“kiss me? i promise it won’t take away from your cooking time..”

he laughed as he placed his hands on your waist

he brought his lips to yours and gently kissed you

he was about to pull away when you held onto him again, not letting him leave

“one more?”, you asked politely

he kissed you again, except this time, you shoved your tongue in his mouth

you felt his grip on your hips tighten and you knew you had him

goshiki slid his hands up your shirt and he moaned at the feeling of the lace against your boobs

you grabbed one of his hands and put it in your pants, making sure he was touching him where u needed him most

“f-fuck y/n.”

you started to rub his hard-on

you guys were moaning each other’s names, both moving your hands faster, just trying to get each other off

soon enough, you felt goshiki’s dick twitch in your hands, and he started rubbing you faster, making you reach your high

you guys were both breathing pretty heavily right about now

“y/n… after we eat, you need to show me what you’re really wearing underneath all of that.”

kenma:

“y/n, want to come over?? i just got a new video game. you should play it with me.”

you got kenna’s call when you were in the middle of trying on the new clothes you bought at the mall

you decided to keep on the new lingerie set bc …. well, why not? it’s not gonna hurt anymore

you put on some joggers and an oversized sweater and headed to kenma

when you went up to kenna’s room, kuroo was there, already laying on his bed

“what’s up, y/n?! kenma really likes his new game. i’ve been playing with him for the past hour.. your turn!”

kuroo handed you the remote and walked out

“see you at practice!”, he shouted before closing the door

you sat on kenma’s bed and played with him for at least two hours.

you asked if you could have a break and he nodded

you laid in his bed and watched him play by himself for what felt like another hour

he must’ve gotten tired because he soon walked over to his bed and laid beside you

“it’s hot, kenma,” you complained

“so take off your sweater.”

“i..i can’t. i’m not wearing anything underneath.”

he raised his eyebrows at you. “huh?”

“well i mean, technically i am wearing something.. but..”

“what’re you wearing?” his asked curiously

you pulled off your sweater and revealed your new bra

he gulped at the view

“you like it? it’s new,” you said with a smile

he nodded with flushed face

“it’s actually a matching set..”

“really?”

“yea..” you said quietly as you pulled your pants down, revealing the matching panties

kenma couldn't help but stare at your exposed body in front of him, it was kind of turning you on

he leaned down to kiss you on the lips

“you look really good, y/n.”

you put your hand on his bulge, a breathy moan leaving his lips from the sudden contact

“let me help you with that,” you said while staring into his eyes

tendou:

you actually went over tendou’s house tn in hopes of gettin some

you wore his favorite red lingerie set under your sweatpants and quickly headed over to his place

you guys were cuddling in his bed, watching a movie

coincidentally, a sex scene came on lmao

tendou’s hand was already on your thigh, but when he felt you fidgeting from the scene, he looked over at you with a smirk on his lips

he quickly hovered over you and started attacking your neck with kisses

you moaned and tugged at his hair, encouraging him to do more

he pulled off your t-shirt and you swear you saw his eyes light up when he saw what you were wearing

he then moved to your sweatpants and tugged at the waistband

he pulled down your pants all the way and his excited eyes soon grew to those of lust

“really? all this for me? what did i ever do to deserve you?”

he kissed you harshly on the lips

tendou admires your body for a bit before bringing his mouth his mouth to your tits

he definitely made sure to leave hickies behind

he started kissing down your torso and stomach until he reached your waist

he rubbed your clit over your panties, making you grind your hips against his fingers

“please satori.. do more… please,” you begged

“your wish is my command.”

he pushed your panties aside and shoved two fingers into you

“shit y/n, you’re so fucking wet.

hearing his voice alone made you clench around his fingers

he started pumping his fingers in and out of you

you bit your lip

“fuck, go faster. please. i need more,” you whimpered

tendou brought another finger to your clit and started rubbing it

the added pleasure made you squirm underneath him

he quickly pumped his fingers inside of you at a fast speed

“g-gonna come,” you shouted

he started grunting and looking into your eyes

“do it, baby. come for me,” he demanded

you squeezed your eyes shut and moaned his name, releasing on his fingers

he brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting you

he kissed you on the lips soon afterwards

“i hope you’re ready to come again. cause i’m gonna fuck your pretty little cunt.”

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caruliaa · 2 years

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I know we haven’t been mutuals for very long, but...🍓

KENNA !!! ur rly cool nd pog i think !! :> i love seeing u on the dash nd i think ur blogs so cool nd funny i visit it a lot nd i feel like ur a rly cool nd nice person :3 !!!! hope ur having a lovley day !! :> <3

#flappy rambles #asks #kenna !

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twinkleallnight · 3 years

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A Twisted Tale

Chapter 4

Book: The Royal Romance AU

Word count: 2422

Characters: Liam, Drake, Riley, Olivia.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to pixelberry.

Rating: Mature

Warning: None

A/N: We are participating in @wackydrabbles prompt 86: “Have you lost your mind” that appears in bold.

Catch up here

An AU of The Royal Romance paving it's way through mixed emotions of wants, needs and desires, of revenge and regrets, of trust, faith and hope.

A joint venture brought to you with love by @twinkleallnight and @annekebbphotography

Olivia's PoV

Aunt Lucretia stands beside me, looking up at me proudly. She has helped me in preparing for my dinner date with Liam.

"You sure don't want to stay back until I return? You may be interested in all the things that happened around?"

She gives me a loving smile, "You have a nice time, my dear. I somehow can't tolerate the Rhys blood in my vicinity."

"Now you are overreacting aunty."

"I am not." She snarled. "The Rhys dynasty has always been unfair to the Nevrakis clan. From times unknown, they have exploited the strength and valour of our people to rule their land."

"Do you think Liam is any different? They say he is compassionate to his people unlike his father."

"Have you lost your mind? They are all the same. Try taking away the throne from him and he will show his true colours." She fumes in anger but the next moment she speaks to me in a composed tone. "Remember Olivia, what they did to my sister and your mother. They reduced our family line to the extent that we are the only two left to bear the name. Don't let your aim be deterred by this boy's few sugar coated words."

"I will not forget what you have taught me aunt." I reassure her.

"Now I need to leave before your party comes."

It is late in the evening as I stand on the terrace of my Chateau looking at the golden Sun hanging on the horizons. The sequins on my dress shimmer delicately in its fading light. I am ready, waiting for Liam when unknowingly, I leave a cold sigh. The loneliness creeps over at such times and nibbles over my train of thoughts. It brings back the painful memories of the time when I was left alone after my parents assassination.

Aunt Lucretia has already left. I ponder the way she behaved today. It's difficult to understand her sometimes. She visits me often, she is there for me, she tells me stories about my parents. But she never stays around.

The sound of footsteps behind me bring me back to the present. Fiona, my chambermaid comes to inform me of the arrival of the king. I pat my hand on the parapet, as if telling the bricked wall to keep my secrets safe until I return. A quick check in the mirror and then I sway down to the great hall to meet Liam.

I see him staring at the portrait of my forefather, Diavolos Nevrakis in the hall.

"Are you asking some dating tips from Diavolos?"

He turns and smirks at me. "Nope... I don't need it. I have Leo remember."

"They are poles apart. Just to brush up your memory, Diavolos' extraordinary courage swept away your great grandma Kenna's heart. He was loyal, Leo cannot stay with one woman for more than a week. I really doubt what you are going to be if you consider Leo as your teacher.

He chuckles as he turns to look at me completely. "If I remember correctly, Kenna ended up with my great grandpa Dom. But anyway, Leo is not that bad. He has a way with ladies. He might surprise you."

"That's the point. Nevrakis never got a chance to be with Rhys even after all the love, care and loyalty they showed."

I waddle my finger between both of us. "What chances do we have Liam?"

He walks closer to me. "Right now? None!" He looks at me with a stern look on his face. Was he hurt or angry? I have never seen Liam like this. "You have to let me in... Stop pushing me away and I will give you all of me. Only then do we have a chance."

"And it starts with dinner today?"

"Olivia, this is your only chance. I am serious. I care about you, but I need to move on if this isn't what you want." His voice is laced with hurt. "And don't lie to me....." He pauses as if he is trying to find a way to say 'I will always find out the truth.'

I smile and advance to him, holding his arm into my hands. " What has gotten into you Liam. You never were so harsh."

I need to keep this under control. I cannot let him go astray with the new blue eyed beauty he has found.

Liam pours out his feelings. "I just feel like my heart is out there and you don't feel the same. I have to protect myself."

"From me? I say wide eyed.

"From heartbreak. I will be honest. I feel attracted to Riley. I want to see where things can go. I will not lead either of you on, but you need to know that I won't take your hot and cold anymore."

My blood boils at the name of the American brunette but I keep my emotions under control.

Instead I show him that I am hurt, I know the way to soften his heart. I look at him with sad, glossy eyes. "Liam, so much for our years of bonding? You know her since what? Five days? And we have known each other since I was five years old."

I know he will take a U- turn with this

He cannot see me hurt like that.

He reaches out and strokes my cheek with his thumb. "Liv, we have been friends for years and never did you show me any sign that you wanted more than friends. Not until I showed up with Riley....." He moves his hand away and I somehow already miss his touch. "There is something about her that has me captivated and I want to get to know her. Maybe just as friends."

"I understand Li." I use his short name for the first time in years. Now I need to have some excuse. My mind is running out of ideas fast. I just blurt out. "I had my reasons to keep you away Li." I try to develop some intimacy by placing my palm softly over his broad chest. "Let's give this a chance. Seriously this time."

"We can see how it goes." Something in his eyes tells me he is hesitant. What has happened since we got here? I keep my fears aside and curl my hand around his elbow and bean at him. "Take me for our date."

"It would be my pleasure." He gives a meek smile and I feel my heart sinking. Have I already lost this battle? I respond with a brighter smile and we walk out into the cold evening.

He helps me into one of the SUVs, and then instructs the driver. "Let's go have dinner." He is not the same Liam as he always is. I feel like he is distant. I have to fix this or my plan won't work.

At the restaurant, getting out, he walks over to help me out of the car.

I look at the signboard of the restaurant and then I smile at him. "You remembered?"

I feel a knot inside. He remembers my favourite eating place.

"I did." He shrugs. "I remember everything about you." He takes my hand and leads me into the restaurant.

I feel the knot tighten with those words. 'Focus Olivia. Don't fall for the sugar coated words' aunt Lucretia's warning resonates in my mind.

We sit at the table and Liam gives me a sweet smile, but there is something on his mind.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Just admiring the beautiful view."

I turn around to check the view behind me. There is just a wall.. I look back at him puzzled.

He chuckles and raises his brow at me. "What are you looking at? You are my beautiful view..."

I feel the heat rising up my cheeks.

'This is not how it was supposed to be'. "How many times have you used those lines?"

"Wouldn't you like to know. Just take the compliment."

"I am not used to such compliments Liam. Unlike you I have not had a chance to date. My life is like an open book in front of you." I laugh inside at the contrast in the last comment I made. Still to keep up the game I nod politely. "Thank you anyways."

He stares at me silently and I have no idea what to think. It's as if he is looking right through me. "Liv, you need to accept and love yourself then you will see that other people care and love you." He reaches his hand out and cups my cheek. "You don't even realize how beautiful you are." He runs his thumb along my cheek.

I shiver at his touch. I curl my fingers around his hand and gently pull it away from my cheek. I need to breathe. I need to remember why I am here. I cover his hand with both my hands, I cannot let him go. The way he is treating me is cluttering my mind with so many questions. Oh Lord! Help me! I clear my throat and try to stay in the moment. " I will try. From now. " I barely complete a sentence.

This is not going to be easy I realise. I need to speak to keep up the conversation.

"Why me?" I blurt out.

"Why not...." He pulls his hand back and takes a sip of his drink. "I.... I Can't....." the waiter shows up and Liam stops talking giving him his order.

I keep staring at him. Is he really the son of Constantine? How can he be so loving when his father was so cruel? It's like a tug of war playing between my heart and my mind.

'The Rhys blood is all the same' aunt Lucretia's voice echoes again in my mind. I straighten up to be in my character.

He says something and I realise I have been staring at him all this time and missed out on his talk.

"Huh?"

"What would you like to eat." He raises his brow.

"Why? You don't remember what I like to eat?" I tease him and that brings in a sense of satisfaction.

'Okay Olivia try to keep it platonic and you may be able to sail through this successfully.' I make a fresh resolution.

"I was just checking. You seem too far away for a moment." He gives my order to the waiter.

We keep having small casual talk as the food is served. I keep picking myself from falling for his charm all the time.

As we finish our desserts I try to continue normal chit chat. "How are things at work? Now that you have a new…'assistant'." I air quote.

"We haven't started yet. She will only start on Monday. But from what I have heard and seen, she will make my life a lot easier." He smiles as he looks out the window.

I feel a sting of jealousy even if I brought her up in our talks. "Easier? You mean we will be able to spend more time together?"

"I will have a lot of free time on my hand." He doesn't give me a direct answer.

"Hmm. I would like to see what you plan to do with that time."

He chuckles and shakes his head. "You will see soon enough."

"Liam, you do understand that if we are trying to be together, there should not be any hidden plans in between."

I am hiding my true motives and asking him to have a transparent relation. How ironic!

"I am not hiding anything. You will see what I spend my time on. That is me being honest."

"I like where this is going." I give him a sly smile and he grins back at me.

"I knew you would." He gets up holding his hand out to me.

I slip my hand into his as he clasps his other hand over it and pulls me into him. "Care to go on a long drive?"

His calm ocean blue eyes boring into me, I manage to give a slight nod.

He tucks my hand into the crook of his elbow and we walk out to his SUV.

The driver stands there but Liam signals him aside and himself opens the door for me. He then instructs the driver and rounds up to settle down beside me. The SUV wheels through the dark roads of Lythikos.

I feel the touch of Liam's fingers on my hand. I look down at my hand that is now covered with his and then I look up at him. He smiles at me and I reciprocate. As he feels encouraged with my welcoming smile, he entwined his fingers in mine. He makes small circles moving up my arm, causing the tingling on my skin.

"Where are we headed to?" I ask to distract him.

"The palace? I thought we could spend some more time together." I know he is still not convinced and I have to make him believe.

"Sure, why not."

We spend the next hour in each other's company, Liam murmuring sweet nothings and I, accepting his advances.

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Liam's POV

We are finally back at the palace. The time I spent with Olivia was very eye opening, she’s still guarded, but for right now I need to figure out what it is I am actually feeling. It has always just been Olivia and then this blue eyed brunette came crashing into my life and now my feelings are all over the place.

I left Olivia at her room even though she wanted me to stay. I just couldn’t. What the hell is wrong with me? I have always wanted Olivia and now I have my chance, but something is just telling me that why did it take me to bring another girl around for Olivia to finally open up to me. Why didn’t she open up to me all those times that I have made my intentions pretty clear.

I fall down on my bed as I stare at the ceiling, every time I close my eyes I see Olivia’s green eyes staring back at me and as I move closer the most dazzling blue eyes replace Olivia's and I can’t help being pulled into her even more.

I shoot up from the bed grabbing a shirt. “I need to talk to Riley. I need to know if it’s just me feeling this way.”

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letterful · 3 years

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☁️ hiiiii jaga give me attention... love u hope ur doing better. while i’m here i’m checking in to say that i hope you’re not still tormenting yourself psychologically. go drink some water 💛

kenna! my brilliant friend! i’ve known you for ages now & i’ve always admired you for a plethora of reasons (ur wisdom! ur kindness! ur faith in humanity!), but you’ve grown so much as a person in these past few years, and i am! so immensely proud of you 💕 i want you to flourish, always! i know for a fact how ridiculously hard this journey can get (life is... sighs), but your strength continues to inspire me, and it’s so comforting to know that someone across the world is also treading the same road, and that i can send you a smoke signal whenever it gets too lonely. your inner light is so bright, and you are so beautiful, inside n out (ur chad privilege!), i adore your taste (would trust u with any makeover), and i know i keep telling you that you need to go into journalism/writing, but like. i AM right. you SHOULD. i’m not above bullying you into it. ask polly is fine and dandy but where!!! is the ask kenna column 😑 anyhoo. i’m so glad that you texted me the last summer and that you are still slash once again in my life 😭 and yes, i’m trying to be kinder to myself, these days... am drinking coffee though. does it count.

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Hey I love your Jordan Baker imagines💕💕 If your request are open I was wondering could u do one where y/n is plus size and Jordan keeps bothering her and she thinks it’s to talk to one of her friends..but he’s bothering her for her. Thank u💕💕✨

Yesss! I can! I typically write size neutral pieces so I’m super excited to try giving a plus size character some love! All shapes, sizes, colors, and genders are sooo beautiful. I hope I’ve made your proud with this!

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Only You Y/N - Jordan Baker Request

Hey

What are you up to?

He sends the two texts, in two separate text bubbles. The notion that double texts meant they were in to you flashes through your head, though you quickly dismiss the thought knowing that he’d just wanted to add in a thought.

The thing was, you’d been into Jordan Baker, the star quarter back for years. In fact, you were practically in love with him. The two of you had only just started talking this year when your friend groups had merged. In your head you knew he would never feel the same, you were the quiet nerdy girl who hid in the bathroom to eat lunch because you were worried about facing judgement. Your friends had just happened to become cheerleaders and they’d kept you in the group for reasons you couldn’t fathom.

You’d just barely been able to summon up the courage to get his number from one of your friends and send him a text. Each text afterwards had been analyzed for minutes upon minutes, created and then deleted dozens of times before you finally sent them and then immediately regretted the text.

I’m just hanging out, how about you Jordan?

You send the text after awhile, your mind racing. Why was he talking to you? Why not some of his other friends, your other friends, the cheerleaders? He should be, they were skinny and pretty and as much as you had tried to work on your self confidence and loving your body that society had labeled ‘plus sized’ you still struggled every day.

Lying on my bed

The response is minimal and your mind spirals, did he want to talk to one of your friends instead? Had he actually meant to text Kenna? Or maybe Dom?

Did you mean to text someone else?

Your heart drops at the thought, of course he wanted to talk to someone else. The insecure part of your mind sends horrendous thoughts through your head that tear at your body, and your self esteem.

Nope, only you Y/N

Oh. But why? You voice the thought in your next text.

Why?

From your spot on your couch you wiggle in your spot, nerves rolling thought your body.

I like talking to you, do you like talking to me?

You jump up from your couch, practically tripping and falling over your slippers. You squeal, holding your phone to your chest and spin in a circle. Here your mind had led you to think that he wanted one of your friends, not you, when in fact he wanted you. You.

I love talking to you.

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