#Finally finished somthing!

[shioaoi]

I'm just gonna keep working on The Owl and The Fox + Treading Water Chapter 7 now I'm back home and just pretend the writers haven't destroyed my ship cos Nancy and Ace are my characters now and I will treat them with all the love and respect they deserve

#chapter 7 of TW is sitting on 5k #while TOATF is sitting on 2k #lets see if I can finish either before the finale just so the fandom has somthing to enjoy #nancy drew #nace #shio be writing #shio speaks

[3motionally3xhausted]

Dont remember if I shared a wip of this but I finally finished this fun thing. In my head I've been calling it "He's Back" so I guess that's the title or somthing

I'm hyperfixating on Danny Phantom again but I'm not as involved in the fandom as I want to be :(

#danny phantom #dp #fanart #fenton portal #33xhausted art

[carpbread0]

NPC Life is the best

(Genshin Impact x gn reader - sagau)

(second person pov)

part5 —> part6

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The light from the morning sun trickles between the cracks of the drawn curtains, waking you from your deep slumber. That was probably the best sleep you’ve gotten in ages! Must’ve been from all the walking you did the day prior. Glancing over at the well made bed stand, you remember that you were currently in the hospitality of Mr. Diluc himself. Slipping out of bed, you go into the restroom to start your day.

After cleaning yourself and dressing into your now clean clothing that Adeline had magically made shiny, you stretch with a satisfied smile as your appearance was put together one more.

you grab your magical bag and slip on your shoes before heading out the door. When you finally reach the first floor, you can tell that there is a presence lacking inside the manor. Turning around you see Adeline and another maid talking amongst themselves. Curious, you approach them.

“is somthing wrong?” You ask Adeline curiously.

“no no, everything is fine. Master Diluc is out on a short trip to Springvale so if you’d like to talk to him in person you’ll have to wait for a bit” Adeline kindly informs you. “Do you need to speak with him?”

shaking your head you sheepishly reply “not really, I just wanted to thank him again for allowing me to stay at dawn winery. But seeing as though he’s busy right now, I’ll just leave him a thank you note.”

Adeline smiles in agreement before going over to the small desk placed on the left wing of the manor. Returning, she hands you a piece of paper, a quill, and a small bottle of ink.

thanking Adeline quietly, you bring your supplies to the dinner table at the center of the living room. After a bit of thinking you finally finish drafting up your short thank you note.

dear Diluc,

thank you for your hospitality and kindness. I know it won’t be everyday that I get treated so nicely, so I’m happy to say that yesterday was great! Please remember to take care of yourself, and don’t forget to get lots of sleep.

from Y/n.

smiling with pride , you leave your amazingly written note with Adeline who promises to get it to Diluc as soon as he is home. after thanking Adeline for her hospitality, you step out of the manor to the crisp air of grapes and nature. Hmm where to next?

if you want to follow the story it would be, Mondstadt to Liyue, Liyue to Inazuma, Inazuma to Sumeru, and Sumeru to Fontaine. Tapping your bag lightly, you decide to just follow the traveler’s path since you’ll at least know your way through that.

the sun has risen but it is still early in the morning which means you might get to wangshu inn before nightfall. Might. Though you are an adult, your fear of the dark has never really gone away. Before hand, you were in the lit city of Mondstadt and after that you were in the protection of the Darknight Hero. So in all honesty, you’ve never truly walked alone at night in this world before.

shivering slightly at the thought, you push those thoughts at the back of your mind as you begin walking down the path to Stone Gate.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After a calm walk you spot the towering mountains and find yourself finally at stone gate! Smiling with new found energy, you make your way down to the wooden platform housing a small tea stall and other such things. Your eyes graze over the tea menu as you make your way down the wooden steps and back onto the gravely path. Although you know that the small tea stall was made for travelers to rest at, it was quite hard to forget your tight time schedule.

the sun had slightly shifted its position to one that seems to resemble a little over mid day and that was enough of a reason for you to quicken your steps. There could be slimes blocking the path or treasure hunters lurking the area to steal anyone’s goods.. that uncertainty made it your quickening steps all the more reasonable.

You find yourself drawn to the scenery of things but quickly remind yourself of the important task at hand. Your speedy feet manage to get you to dihua marsh quite quickly and you decide to give it a quick stop to admire the statue of the seven. Wiping away a little sweat that had accumulated on your forehead, you step up the aged stone steps to come face to face with the statue of Liyue’s beloved deity. Well, former deity but you get the point. It’s a wonder to you how people don’t see the striking resemblance between Zhongli and the human statue of Rex Lapis.

The stone of the statue looked so smooth and the features of Rex Lapis and um his rock hard abs were very captivating. What would happen if you touched a statue of the seven? Would you get powers like the traveler or would you alert the archon about you presence.. those 50/50 odds were not one you wanted to test so you decided to keep your hands from grazing the smooth stone.

Stepping back onto path you can’t help but feel a pair of watching eyes staring at you. Looking around you find nothing but the sound of chirping birds and playful slimes that for some reason aren’t bothered by your presence. maybe it was just your paranoia.

warily turning back to the path you find your steps to be more careful than they were before. The little voice in your head tells you that there is someone there, someone watching. But you tell yourself to be unbothered by the invisible gaze as you continue down the path.

another hour has passed and it seems that your fretting was for naught as the sun still looms in the sky when you approach the magnificent Wangshu Inn! You didn’t think it be such a game changer to see the tree building in person but seeing it as it is now is surly something to put on a bucket list. You finally let loose as the bustling sounds of people wandering about brings you the relaxing thought that you are no longer alone.

Stepping onto the wooden deck at the foot of Wangshu inn, you look around to see many tables, crates, and small stalls dotting the area. The smell of Liyue cuisine brought a smile to your face and a low groan from your belly. Right.. you hadn’t eaten since yesterday and now with the delicious smells wafting in the air you would understand your stomach’s impatience.

plopping down at a bamboo table set up for guests and diners, you look at the menu with wonder. Shrimp sounds good.. ooo but so does bamboo shoot soup.. mmm and crab sounds delicious.. too many to choose!

you continue looking at the menu before deciding to order the stir fry shrimp and almond tofu. After your waiter jots down your order you find yourself able to look around at the scenery. Calming waters, pretty trees, yellow plains, and green mountains drew the scenery. You never thought you’d be able to see a thing like this, but here you are.

as you stay lost in thought looking at the peaceful scenery, a graceful figure quietly approaches you.

“May I sit here?”

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#sagau x reader #genshin x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin sagau #genshin impact #liyue

[thelov3lybookworm]

Can I ask somthing? You can totally ignore this if you're not comfortable!! Can you write somthing like reader has been SA'ed before and az or cass or Rhys(your choice who) doesn't know this and tries to take things to 3rd base but reader gets really uncomfortable and tells them what she's been through so the bat boy comforts her saying he'll wait however long he has to for her, holding her and then goes all angry psycho on the person who SA'ed her.

(I was SA'ed a few years ago and the 'date' is coming closer that's why I just need somthing to keep my mind distracted. Plzzzz ignore this if you aren't comfortable with it!! I totally understand!)

Finally Safe

Summary: Reader is the youngest of the Vanserra's, but like Lucien, is the daughter of Helion. She has a pretty dark past that she doesn't even want to think about, and so, no one other than she herself knows about it.

When her mate tries to take things further in their relationship, everything she has kept inside herself comes spilling out.

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A/n: Hi my love! I am soo glad that you sent this ask, it makes me so happy (this one is the first fic request I've received! I also feel extremely honored that you chose me for writing such a sensitive topic).

Also, I'm soo sorry that you had to go through that! I've never had any experience with SA or anyone who went through it, so I'm not sure if I can write something that really captures the depth of the situation, but I did listen to a few SA stories and podcasts ('Rotten Mango' podcasts, if any of you wanted to know) and I'll try my best with this.

Also, I've had this story idea for like a year now since I finished reading acosf, so I'm going with Azriel for this one.

Aaand I tried to make it as long as possible, hope it what you wanted to read.

Hope you like it! Enjoy!

Tw: mentions of SA, not graphic torture scene under '•○●⛦●○•', none more that I can think of, so let me know if I need to add anything.

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Everywher her eyes went, there was darkness.

All she could hear, laughter, grunts and disgusting words spewed from equally disgusting mouths.

All she could smell was sweat, her own tears, and things she didn't want to think about.

All she could feel was the nauseating touches of a male she didn't know and the cool ground under her back.

All she could taste was the bile climbing up her throat.

She just wanted it to be over. She just wanted them to leave so she could curl up into a ball and cry herself to sleep.

Why?

She kept asking herself.

Why me?

She would probably never get the answer to it. And even if she did, she'd never understand how someone could do something as horrible as this.

Then she started screaming. As she always did.

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Y/n jerked up, her chest heaving. She sat up, scooting back towards the headboard and pressing herself against it, tugging the blankets to cover herself as her eyes frantically searched around for any sign of movement in her chambers.

Of course, there was no one, but the fear never went away. Probably never would.

Long moments went by as she tried to calm herself, telling herself that she was safe. That she wasn't in that dungeon anymore. That she was far from it, she was in Day Court.

Her actual father's domain, apparently.

Soon after Amarantha had trapped everyone Under the Mountain, her mother had broken the news to her. That she wasn't Beron's daughter, but Helion's. And then, secretly, over the decades, Helion and Y/n had started to spend more time together. Her father was guilty that he hadn't been there for her when she was a kid, and so the two of them tried to make up for the time they had lost.

Y/n shook her head, laying down again and deciding to atleast try to get some sleep. There was going to be an important meeting in a few hours, and all the High Lords were going to arrive for the meeting. For planning the course of the war against Hybern.

She needed all the sleep she could get as it would be very stressful and she was supposed to be present as her father's Second in Command.

Still, she could not sleep. Knowing she would not be able to sleep anytime soon, she finally stood and made her way to the washing chamber when the watery rays of sunlight filtered in through the window.

She scrubbed herself raw in scalding hot water in hopes of washing away all the phantom stickiness she still felt on her body. After that, she got dressed in a white and golden flowy gown, the colours of Day.

Being the second of command of Helion wasn't the only reason she wrote this colours.

It would also be making a statement. That she had chosen Day Court over Autumn Court.

Beron knew she wasn't his daughter. He also thought that she was picked up from a dumpster. That's what Lady of Autumn had told him.

When she was pregnant with Y/n, she had stayed away from Beron for months, and when she returned, she returned with a newborn, saying she found the baby on the side of a road near a dumping ground. Beron didn't care as long as he was not concerned in the child's upbringing.

After Feyre had ended Amarantha's reign, Y/n had left the Autumn Court, making the excuse that she wanted to settle somewhere else.

And that's how she had ended up in Day. She had tried her best to convince Helion not to do this, as it could put relations between the two courts in jeopardy, especially as Beron would see it as a sign of betrayal. But he didn't care.

Y/n just prayed to the cauldron that the meeting would go without anyone dying.

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She stepped into the airy meeting area, her dress fluttering around her feet.

The guards outside had informed her that the High Lords from Dawn and Summer Court had arrived quite some time ago, and Night Court had just come just moments before she did.

All eyes went to her, and all the Lords' eyes lit with recognition. She just gave a then a polite smile, before grinning at Rhys, who grinned back and pulled her into a hug.

"She was a friend Under the Mountain." He told his Inner Circle, pulling back from her. She nodded at the members that were present before her eyes landed on an Illyrian standing near a doorway, his eyes alert and on the High Lords.

As if sensing her gaze, he glanced at her. And when he did, everything in the world stopped. At least for Y/n.

Snap.

Her body locked up, her eyes widening. She stared and stared at him. She vaguely heard her name being called, but she couldn't process it.

"Y/n?" Her father touched her arm and she jerked back, gasping. She looked up at him, her eyes frantic. He had a confused smile on his face. She took a deep breath, pulling an indifferent mask on.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay? You look alarmed." She swallowed, glancing at the winged male to see if he had felt it too. By the confusion lacing his featured, he hadn't. She tried not to let her disapointment show.

"Yes. I'm fine."

Her father nodded, unconvinced as he gave her a look that said we'll talk about this.

Then she felt a tap on her mental shields. She opened a pathway and let Rhys in.

What is it? He questioned.

She thought for a moment before answering. Mate.

His eyes lit up and he smiled. That's amazing.

She nodded and walked to her seat, plopping down on it.

As everyone waited for others to arrive, Y/n couldn't help but keep glancing at the male.

Beautiful. He was beautiful.

As the meeting progressed, she kept chiming in with her suggesting but not really paying attention, completely avoiding looking at Beron. She also learned that the male's –her mate's– name was Azriel. She knew she had heard the name before, but couldn't place where.

But she would, soon enough.

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"My dear, what happened back there?" Helion asked as soon as he and his daughter were alone.

She turned to him helplessly. "He–he was–is, my mate."

His brows furrowed. "Azriel?" When she nodded, a smile as bright as the Court he ruled over spread across his face. "You found your mate! You must tell him! Oh Mother, I'll hold a ball in your honor. I–"

"Dad. Who is he?" She would've called him father if not for his very pouty request that she call him dad. Father sounded too formal, according to him.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. How could I forget! He's the Spymaster of the Night Court."

Her jaw dropped. "The feared Spymaster of Night Court?" He nodded happily. "Then should we not be scared? Doesn't he have... quite the reputation?"

"That he does, but from what I've gleaned from my centuries, he's a sweetheart with people he cares about. Atleast, that's what Rhysand has been telling me. If he's lying, I'll be very sad."

Y/n couldn't believe it. One of the most feared male in all of Prythian was her mate. Her gods darned mate.

She didn't know how she would tell him, considering she had never had an interaction with him. Still, she'll have to figure it out.

Because, feared or not, he deserved to know.

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After the war.

She had realised that any one of them could die at any moment after the war, and then she'll feel guilt for not telling her mate about the bond. And so, she wanted to get to know him first. She had no idea how she'd do that, but her father did.

The war was over, but that didn't mean that everything was fine. And so, under the excuse of strengthening ties with the Night Court, her father had sent Y/n to help in Velaris. Of course, when she had called his bluff, he had acted innocent and declared he didn't know what she was talking about.

So now, it had been a week off her staying in Velaris, and she hadn't had any sort of conversation with Azriel except for a few polite smiles here and there.

She was in a room right next to Azriel, which Rhys claimed had nothing to do with their bond.

She huffed and turned onto her side, trying to fall asleep.

That was when she felt a panicked tug on the bond. She practically flew out of her bed and into Azriel's room to find him writhing on the bed. It was pitch dark, his shadows frantic.

She quickly made her way towards the bed, realising he was having a nightmare. She gently placed her hand on his bare shoulder, tying to wake him up because she didn't know what else to do.

She shook him slowly so as not to startle him, but when he didn't wake up, she put a little more force into it.

Which was, she realised a little too late, was the wrong thing to do.

One second, she was kneeling on his bed trying to wake him up. The next, she was pinned on the mattress, Azriel snarling in her face, one of his hands wrapped around her throat, the other clutching her hands above her head. But that wasn't what caused her breathing to grow shallow or her instincts to scream at her to flee.

No. It was the fact that she was helpless as she was pressed into the mattress.

Dark dungeons.

Beron's Second in Command sneering at her.

Her screams.

She couldn't breathe she couldn't breathe she—

Suddenly, the weight was lifted from her body, her hands free and the grip around her throat vanishing. She gasped, scrambling to sit up and scoot away from Azriel, who was kneeling in front of her with a horrified expression.

"I– I'm so sorry. I didn't mean–"

Y/n shook her head, trying to find her voice. "It's okay." She rasped.

"Did I hurt you?" She shook her head. He seemed to think for a moment. "Did I scream?" When she shook her head again, his eyes narrowed. "Then how did you know I was having a nightmare?"

She paled. "I just thought you– I didn't..." She knew lying to him would be futile, he was a damned Spymaster for a reason. So she swallowed and told him the truth. "I felt it."

She did not meet his eyes, though he stared at her. "How?"

She stayed silent. A few moments passed before she sighed and tugged on the bond. Gently at first. When he gave no reaction, she tugged harder.

He gasped, leaning forward and clutching his chest, staring at her with wide eyes. It felt like eternity had passed before he finally spoke.

"How–how long have you known?"

She looked at him as she cleared her throat. "Since the High Lords' meeting. Before the war."

"That's why you kept staring at me. Why didn't you say anything?"

"I wanted to get to know you first. I was scared."

He seemed to have regained his composure as he nodded. He stayed quiet for a moment. "Do you– do you want the bond? It's okay if you don't want it. Want me. I know my reputation isn't... the best."

"I want this Azriel. I just want to get to know you more before we accept the bond."

A smile stretched across his face, stealing Y/n's breath away.

"Then... how do you feel about getting dinner tomorrow?"

She smiled. "I would like that. Very much."

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It had been a few months since that night, and Azriel and Y/n had been courting each other traditionally, like they would have if they weren't mates.

They took it slowly. Just last month they had shared their first kiss.

They had told each other everything about their pasts. She knew all about Azriel and he knew all about her. Except that one thing that not even her father knew. It wasn't as if she didn't want to tell him. She just didn't know how to.

As she knocked on the door to his new home, she wondered if she should tell him today. Better late then never, right?

He opened the door, an instant grin spreading on his face as he opened the door wide.

"Welcome home love." He mumbled, kissing her temple as she passed by him. She smiled and set the box in her hands on the corner where the other boxes were. "Dinner's ready."

He had recently bought this house for the two of them. His stuff was already here, and the box Y/n had been carrying was the last of her belongings.

When she had insisted that she could bring her stuff herself and didn't need him, he had declared that he'd be cooking dinner then.

They sat in comfortable silence as they ate. After the plates had been cleared away, he forced her to sit and relax while he did the dishes.

So as she sat on the kitchen counter, she told him of the new book she'd been reading. Soon enough, he had finished his work and was standing between her knees, leaning on his hands on either side of her hips, listening diligently as she finished her story.

"And that, my love, is how they got their happy ending." She flicked his nose.

He sighed. "I wonder if I'll get my happy ending tonight."

She giggled. "And what do you think your happy ending will be?"

"Just a few sweet kisses from my sweet sweet mate."

She laughed and kissed him. He smiled into the kiss.

It was amazing and dreamy, like she had always imagined and wanted her life with her mate to be like.

But the dreaminess of the moment soon started summoning her nightmares as Azriel's hand started to inch higher on her thigh, his other hand tugging her towards the edge of the counter.

Panic flared in her as she placed her hand on his chest, trying to push him away gently.

But then his hand brushed the waistband of her pants, and she pulled away with a gasp, her chest heaving. "No."

His brows furrowed as he searched her eyes. "What happened, darling?"

Tears formed in her eyes as those memories started creeping up on her. "No– not yet Azriel. I–I can't–"

Seeing those tears, his face softened with understanding. "Hey, its okay. We can wait. There's no hurry. Can you tell me what the matter is? Is it something I did?"

She shook her head, taking a deep breath. "A century ago, I was still living in Autumn Court. Beron's Second in Command hated me, for no other reason that I existed, apparently. He was always trying to get me executed or imprisoned. One time, he succeeded. He convinced Beron to throw me in the dungeon because I was being rebellious, according to him. A few days in the dungeon would discipline me. And–and that he would personally look over my imprisonment." As her voice broke on the last part, Azriel's hands clutched her own and squeezed.

She swallowed. "He... he did overlook my imprisonment. Quite personally too."

He searched her eyes, his face hard. "The guards? They did nothing?"

She laughed, tears streaming down her cheeks. "They enjoyed watching him... discipline me." She wiped her face with her sleeves. "I'm so sorry, you have to wait because of me–"

He shushed her. "One thing I always want you to remember is that it wasn't ever your fault. It was his. Never apologise for someone else's mistakes." She sniffled as he pulled her into his arms, her head resting on his shoulders as she wound her hands around the back of his shoulders. He clasped the back of her neck as his other hand rubbed her back. He then carried her to their new bedroom, while she clung to him like a child, all the while murmuring about how it wasn't her fault.

He sat her down on the bed, helped her change into her night clothes before laying her down and settling down next to her. She lay her head n his chest, breathing in his calming scent.

"Can you tell me his name, love?"

"Orvyn."

She could feel him nod. She wondered why he asked, but couldn't think straight as sleep started creeping in.

She would ask him tomorrow, she decided.

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Azriel's pov.

He was alert as the footsteps became louder and louder, until that bastard came into view. Azriel wanted to gut him like a fish, but that would not calm his rage. So he calmly stepped out of his shadows, only enough that he could be heard without having to shout.

"Orvyn?" He questioned. The blonde male turned, squinting to make out who had called his name. "Are you the Second in Command?"

Azriel watched as his chest puffed at the mention of his title. "Yes. That's me. Who might you be?"

Then Azriel stepped completely away from the darkness concealing him and smirked. He prowled closer, noticing how fear entered Orvyn's eyes, and how he refused to back down.

But while he was busy staring at the Spymaster, he failed to notice the shadows winding around his legs and arms. When Azriel was close enough to him, he whispered. "Your death."

Orvyn's eyes widened as he opened his mouth to scream, but before he could even take a breath, Azriel had winnowed the both of them away to the dungeons. The place where his mate had been kept.

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As the darkness cleared from his vision, he found that his shadows had already bound Orvyn to the wall, keeping him standing. Some of them held his hand next to his head while some had bound his mouth so he couldn't scream. And some had already gone to keep an eye on anyone who might be coming near, sealing the ears of the guards nearby.

Azriel smiled at Orvyn as he whispered. "Where shall we start?" He pulled out Truth–Teller and placed it near his fingers. "Here? I think that's a good idea."

And then, as slowly as he could, he cut off the bastard's fingers. The stench of piss hit the air. "What is this? I thought you were supposed to be very brave and powerful. What happened now? If you're crying and pissing yourself now, I wonder what you'll do when I carve your dick out. I'll do that, then maybe even take your eyes as souvenirs. What do you say? Oh, and also, I want you to know that I'm not doing this because I'm being paid for it or anything. I just found out you assaulted my mate. Remember? Her name was Y/n."

His eyes were wide in recognition as tears started streaming down his face and Azriel clicked his tongue. He pulled out another ordinary dagger from his array of weapons and stabbed it in his thigh.

Then he placed Truth–Teller on his face and set to work.

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Y/n's pov.

She groaned as she blinked the sleep from her eyes and stretched her hand out in search of her mate's warm body. But all she came across were cold sheets.

She was confused as she sat up and looked around for any indication of where he might be. He would have left a note if he was going for work. Maybe he was in the kitchen.

So she got up and waddled down the stairs, hunting for her mate. But she couldn't find him anywhere in their home.

Where was he?

Just then, she heard the front door opening and she rushed to meet Azriel. She had already expected him to be out, and he had returned now. Maybe he'd been running some errands.

What she hadn't expected was for him to be covered in blood.

"Cauldron boil me! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She asked, trying to usher him into the bathing room.

"What makes you think I'm hurt?" He raised an eyebrow.

She faltered. "Well, first of all, you look like you just took a swim in a pool of blood. Forgive me for expecting the worst." She began turning on faucets and filling the tub for him, adding oils into it before turning to him. Hurt or not, he would want to take a bath.

"I could have been doing my Spymaster things." He said, stripping and stepping into the water, sighing.

"Whenever you leave for work, you leave a note. Where were you, Azzie?"

"Just having some fun." When she continued to glare at him, he finally told her. "Hunting down bastards." She raised a brow. "Second in Command. Orvyn."

Her eyes widened. "What did you do to him?" He ignored her. "What did you do Azriel?"

So he told her everything in detail, so much so that she wanted to gag even as pride surged in her for her amazing mate. When he finished, he stood and toweled off, coming to stand in front of her.

She sighed. "Don't you think this could strain the already fragile relations between Night and Autumn? Beron could decide to attack–"

He grasped her jaw and tilted her head back as he leaned closer. "Y/n, I do not care about any of that."

"Are you sure? I remember you saying that you would do anything for this Court."

"Night Court is important for me, but not as much as you and your happiness. The whole of Prythian could go to hell if it meant you would be happy. Just say the word and I'd set the world on fire for you, my love."

Wetness gathered in her eyes and she furiously swiped at them. He pulled her hands away, smiling softly. "I don't want to cry." She choked out. He laughed and pulled her in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around him so tight she wondered if he would choke.

But he didn't do anything other than hug her back just as fiercely.

And finally, after all these years, Y/n felt like she was safe. Nothing could hurt her as long as she had her mate.

And she couldn't ask for anything more.

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[lw6-woso]

Mama y papa (wonze x reader)

(gif not mine)

being the youngest Barca player comes with it negatives and positives to say the least.

you signed up for Barca when you were just a few weeks away from turning 16 straight from the Barca academy, because you were still young and had other personal reasons the staff thought it would be best if you were lived with one of the girls. at first, the plan was for you to be placed with Alexia, however, plans changed and you were set to stay with Lucy and Keira who had also just joined Barca that season, so it was all new for the three of you with the new club and getting used to the new routine. over the first couple of months, the three of you bonded fast and had gotten into a routine fast, you helped both girls with learning Spanish, it was a slow process but they had gotten the basics down.

it was coming towards the end of your first season at Barca and the night before the champions league final and you were set to be in the starting 11 for the first time, you have obviously been subbed in for more matches than you would have thought but this was your first starting match and you were really nervous.

the three of you were sat eating some food and the girls had noticed how quiet you were but they didn't want to ask just yet.

you had finished eating and you were washing all the potts and Lucy was drying them since Keira had cooked.

"hey you okay you have been quiet tonight" Lucy said.

"yeah I'm fine," you said not looking at her.

"okay you know you can come to us" Lucy said and you nodded.

you finished the pots and went to sit on the couch next to Keira and Nala.

Keira kissed your head and you put it on her shoulder as Nala came and sat in your lap, and soon after Lucy followed sitting next to you.

we peacefully watch a movie when you whispered "I'm nervous about tomorrow"

"Hmm," Lucy said.

"I'm nervous about tomorrow I don't want to disappoint Jonaton and the girls," you said.

"oh, kid you won't you deserve this you have been such a good player I'm surprised you haven't started earlier this is your moment okay I promise you we will all be with you on that pitch" Lucy said and you nodded.

you continued to watch the movie and then once the credit scenes rolled on the screen you said good night to them both and went upstairs to bed hopefully getting a peaceful night's rest.

however, as the hours went by it was now 30 minutes after midnight and there was no sign of you getting any sleep.

you got out of bed and straight across the hall to Keira and Lucy's room and lightly knocked on the door.

there was a light, yes and you walked in to see Lucy somewhat awake and Keira fast asleep.

"what's the matter kids," Lucy asked.

"I can't sleep," you said and she patted the bed for you to come join. you joined in bed with her and she wrapped her arms around you.

"I'm sorry," you said.

"hey it's all good your allowed comfort and support" she said.

"but I'm 16 I should have to ask for comfort like a little kid" you whispered.

"16 or not doesn't matter," Lucy said.

"can i tell you somthing" you asked.

"im all ears" she said.

"ive always thought as you and Keira as my parent more than my actual once even though its been a year you have shown me more love than they ever have that why i never speak to them anymore and why i had to live with a team mate and not just my parents i asked to be placed with one of yous and I'm glad it was you two " you said and her grip on you tightened.

"i love you to" she said.

after talking for a while you fell asleep in Lucy's arms and all your nerves and feelings left your body.

#women football #woso community #woso imagine #engwnt #leah williamson #barca femini #ingrid engen #lionesses #espwnt #awfc #lucy bronze x reader #lucy bronze #keira walsh #mary earps #georgia stanway #millie bright #keira walsh x reader #mapi león #alexia putellas segura #alexia putellas #barcelona femeni #fc barcelona #barca femeni

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Hi hiiiiii! Firstly, lemme just say I absolutely ADORE your fics on wattpad and im SO thrilled you're also here on tumblr now??!?!? An absolute treat, this is <3

Anyways as for requests— can I request Larissa and/or Marilyn dealing with Y/N who's got a really bad sleeping schedule thanks to having the WORST case of insomnia? (fluff most appreciated, but IF you want somth more spicy to deal it, I wouldn't say no to it hehe 💕 :3c)

Thank you sm <3

Thank you for the request and so sorry it took literally MONTHS!!! But here it is now!! And thank you for your kind words, means so much to me <3 I really hope you enjoy this, I made a few changes to it. I don’t have that much experience with insomnia, but with sleep deprivation so I wrote about that, I hope it is okay!

No Rest for the Wicked

Pairing: Larissa Weems x fem!reader

Warnings: sleep deprivation, health issues, fainting, worrying, fluff

Word count: 2.5k

Summary: Larissa tries to help you when she notices how little you’re sleeping…

You sighed deeply as you raised your gaze from your laptop and looked out the window. A heavy fog had descended on the school grounds, reaching as far as the tired eye could see. 

The fog was persistent, it was thick. 

You felt like your thoughts were similarly clouded. You smiled at the irony. 

Returning your gaze back to your work, you looked at the time, it was way past 4 am already. Larissa would wake up soon. 

For the past few weeks it had been like this. You were staying up late, only getting a few hours of sleep a night. And sometimes, like tonight, no sleep at all. 

You felt that you didn’t have enough time. The work load you had felt like the weight of the world rested on your shoulders. You had stacks of ungraded papers, lesson plans to finalize, and a curriculum to update. 

You were exhausted. 

You tried your best to hide it, you didn’t want Larissa to get worried. Because her concern would’ve broken your heart. 

Every day went like this: You ’got up’ at 6, prepared for your lessons of the day and started at 8, taught for 8 hours straight, got back to your shared quarters and spent the rest of the night with Larissa. And after she had fallen asleep, you’d finish your work and prepare for the next day. 

You didn’t have the heart to tell your wife how much workload you’d had recently and how overwhelming it was for you. You had had difficulties in the past finding time to spend together, and after months of you both trying to work it out, it was, indeed, working. 

But lately, it had become too much. With the work, of course. You knew that Larissa would get concerned and start panicking and rushing things to make it better. You didn’t want that. She had her own job to do, which definitely had a workload twice as big as yours was. You felt pathetic. Your wife does three times the work you do in a day and you’re still stressed? Yes, pathetic. 

You finished your lesson plans for the day, just to save yourself some time later. 

It was 5:13 am when you were done. You rubbed your temples to ease your already growing headache as you got up from the desk, swayed there for a bit before making your way to the bathroom. 

You winced at your reflection in the mirror. Your dark and puffy undereyes were still there, if not even more bad and noticeable. This was the first time in your 25 years of living that you had had eye bags. You knew it was bad. 

You hopped in the shower to keep yourself up and maybe gather some energy to get through the day. At first the cold water did wake you up a bit more. Then, when you turned it a little bit warmer, you realized how bad of an idea it was. The warm water relaxed all those tense muscles in your body and you closed your eyes to enjoy the feeling. 

And your eyes stayed closed for a bit too long. If you weren’t so tired, you would have laughed at yourself. The image of you half asleep, standing in your shower. What in the actual fuck, really? 

But something made you jump and push your body’s cries for help and sleep to the back of your mind. 

”Darling?” You heard Larissa’s hoarse morning voice call out to you from the door. 

”Mhm?” You hummed as you turned the water back to cold to not almost fall asleep again. 

”Nothing, just wondering how you’re up so early every morning this week, usually it’s a task itself to get you up,” She chuckled at her own words. 

You smiled to yourself and turned the faucet off, stepping out of the shower so you could see her. 

You noticed how she was checking you out, biting her lip as her eyes roamed across your body. You smirked at her as you took your towel and dried yourself, about to wrap it around your bare body. 

She quickly snapped out of her trance and stepped forward, taking the towel in her hands and unwrapping it, causing it to drop on the floor. 

”I don’t think we’ll be needing that.” She said in a low tone as she pulled you flush against her body by your waist, attacking your neck with her mouth. 

You hummed in delight and closed your eyes in satisfaction at the sudden move, wrapping your hands around her neck. 

You let out little gasps, you couldn’t even let out a simple moan because of your sleep-deprived state. 

And it felt so good, feeling your wife’s lips on your neck, still keeping your eyes shut, leaning into her, maybe leaning too much, starting to drift off, losing your balance… 

Your eyes snapped open when your heard Larissa’s sudden, loud gasp, as she had her arms tightly wrapped around your torso to keep you from falling to the hard floor. 

”Darling, what on earth just happened here?!” She asked in shock as you stood up. 

You took a moment to process what she just said, just because you couldn’t think as fast as usual. 

”What? M’sorry, just got a little.. distracted there, I think..” You responded hazily, trying to focus your eyes to look into hers. 

She ducked her head a bit, trying to get a closer look of you and inspecting your condition. ”Are you alright? You had me worried there, are you sure you want to go to work today? You can take the day off, okay?” 

Your eyes widened in panic, ”No, no, Rissa I am absolutely fine, and I will not be taking the day off. You shouldn’t be concerned, I am okay.” You said hurriedly and walked away, leaving your wife standing in the bathroom, extremely confused and concerned. 

-

”Okay, I think it’s time we all head for lunch, see you guys tomorrow!” You announced the class with a smile, packing your things and leaving for the dining hall. As you entered the hall, you seached for your wife with your eyes, as you always ate lunch together. She wasn’t there. 

You yelped loudly when you felt someone grab your shoulder from behind, causing some people nearby to look at your weirdly. You turned around, ”God, you scared me, Rissa,” You breathed out. 

She just responded with a laugh, sliding her arm to the small of your back and guiding you to walk together to get the food. 

As you sat down, you began eating in silence. You opened a can of energy drink, something that you’d been drinking a lot these days. You didn’t usually even drink those that often, but you needed something to keep you up and awake. 

Larissa sent you a scolding look, a frown tugging at her lips. ”Y/N, what’s this?” 

You widened your eyes, you didn’t want her to find out like this. Or any other way. ”Oh, that’s just an energy drink. Thought it might give me a little boost.” 

She narrowed her eyes slightly, ”A boost? Y/N, darling, this isn’t healthy. Are you not sleeping enough?” 

You smiled, but it was forced. ”Rissa, I’m fine. It’s just been a busy week.” 

She sighed, looking at you with worry-filled eyes. ”Y/N, I can see something is going on, don’t shut me out. Whatever it is, I’m here to help you. We’re a team, remember?” 

Your gaze softened, you were really lucky to have her. But you didn’t want her to know. You didn’t want her you worry about you, because when Larissa got worried, it was all she could think about. She couldn’t work, rest, do anything. She’d have to get to the bottom of it. 

You pursed your lips and took her hand in yours, ”I know, and I appreciate that. But I’ve got this, Rissa. Trust me.” 

-

It had been a few days since that, and your condition and fatigue were only growing worse. Your work load seemed to have doubled since that day. You were trying (and struggling) to stay awake with the constant consumption of caffeine. 

The fog was growing thicker and thicker. You barely could see where you were walking. 

Larissa had had enough. She had been watching your extremely concerning situation unfold in the past few days into something much more worrying. She couldn’t bear seeing you suffer like this for a moment longer. This had to end now. 

You were sitting in your classroom, head buried in your hands as you tried to take a deep breath so that the pounding headache you had recently gotten would go away. You’d taken more aspirin than you probably should have, but it didn’t do anything. You were feeling miserable, physically, and that way, emotionally, too. 

Your eyes began to feel heavier and heavier, and you almost didn’t hear the sharp knock on your classroom door. You flinched harshly at that, squeaking a quiet, ”It’s open.” 

You heard the door opening and the familiar clacking of heels filled the room. 

”Darling?” 

Her voice was soft, almost a little wary. 

You raised your gaze to meet hers, ”Yes?” 

Her eyes were filled with concern, barely hidden. ”I’m worried about you. I can see that something’s going on, and if you’d just please, please let me in, I could help you. Okay?” 

You pursed your lips. You knew this was coming. ”Larissa there is absolutely no reason for you to worry. I am fine, okay?” Your voice was a mixture of frustration and exhaustion. 

”No, you’re not.” She snarled, her tone of voice contrasting the one she had just moments prior. ”You’ve been running on fumes for days! Darling, this… this can’t go on any longer.” Her voice broke as her eyes held a silent plea. 

Your jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the floor. ”I can handle it.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, and it was becoming harder and harder to keep convincing yourself that. 

”Y/N you almost collapsed earlier! This can’t go on.” She stepped closer, reaching her hand out to touch your shoulder. 

You shrugged off her touch, ”It was nothing. Just a moment of dizziness.” 

Larissa scoffed, her patience was wearing thin. ”And what happens when it’s not just a moment? What happens when you can’t get back up?” 

Something in that comment did it. Your eyes flashed with fury as your tone of voice turned into one laced with venom.  ”You just don’t get it, Larissa! I can fucking handle myself!” 

Her brows furrowed and you could’ve sworn you almost saw her flinch a little. ”Look, I am not trying to belittle you. I just want and need you to take care of yourself.” 

Your head tilted as your eyes held nothing but defiance in them. You felt your breathing pick up, uncontrollably, and how that pounding headache seemed to double, you started feeling a little lightheaded. But you chose to do what you’d been doing for god knows how long now. You ignored it. 

”I don’t, I don’t need you constantly watching over me.” You said, out of breath. 

Your wife’s expression dropped as she realized your condition and what could be happening next. She approached you cautiously, attempting to try and calm you down. ”Y/N, darling, this is not about control. It’s about caring for you.” She told calmly, cupping your face with her soft palm. 

You shook your head, ”You suffocate me, Larissa! I can’t breathe with you hovering over me all the time!” 

Larissa’s heart sank at that. She never meant for it to come to this. She only wanted the best for you, to protect you. 

”Y/N, please, I…” 

Your breathing laboured and before she could finish, your legs gave way and you collapsed on the cold, hard floor. 

”Y/N!” Larissa’s voice came out as a terrified cry as she rushed forward to try and catch you, but she was too late. 

Tears welled up in her eyes as she knelt beside you, shaking you gently and trying to wake you up. ”Y/N, can you hear me?! Please, say something..” 

Your eyes fluttered open, but you couldn’t focus on anything. Your breathing was still laboured and the words you tried to speak came out as a strained whisper. 

”Y/N, I’m taking you to the infirmary.” She breathed out as she scooped you up in her arms and rushed out the classroom. 

-

Since then, you and Larissa made an agreement. Well, you didn’t have much say in it, since Larissa demanded it. 

Larissa began monitoring your schedule, making sure you were following the new schedule she had made for you. And there was no room for negotiaton, absolutely no exceptions. 

Larissa also began cooking more, preparing the meals with care and love, making sure each one was balanced with important nutrients to get your energy levels for the better. 

Bedtime was the most strictly monitored. As evening approached, Larissa would guide you through a calming routine. She’d prepare a warm bath with your favourite scents, she’d slip in as well and wash your hair for you, massaging your head to calm you down. Then, she’d dress you into comfortable pyjamas and lead you to bed, prepare you a nice cup of tea and dim the lights. 

And she’d lull you to sleep with soothing caresses and words of affirmation, telling you how much she loved you, again and again, kissing your whole body as she did so. 

And it worked perfectly. You were feeling both, physically and mentally better. The dark circles under your eyes were slowly fading away, your energy starting to gain back. You also growed to appreciate your wife a thousand times more.

One evening, you were sitting in your shared bedroom, by your desk. Your laptop was open and you were determined to finish grading some papers for your students. Then, Larissa entered the room, the stern look on her face telling everything. ”Darling, it’s time for dinner.” 

You sighed, closing the laptop as you didn’t want to argue about it. And you were starving too. 

You ate in silence with her, you occasionally stealing glances at her. The way she fussed about your portion sizes, making sure you got the right nutrients for your health - you heart warmed as it was all an expression of love. 

Once you were finished, she led you to bed, undressing you and helping you with your pyjamas. I could’ve done that myself, you thought. 

”Now, off to bed. You need your rest, dearest.” 

You smiled as she laid down next to you, caressing your hair and kissing you softly. And you kissed her back, again and again.  Soon, you fell into a peaceful slumber, under Larissa’s loving gaze. She laid a final kiss on your forehead, ”I love you, my darling.” She whispered before drifting off as well. 

And if you looked outside, you’d have noticed that the fog had finally cleared. 

#larissa weems #wednesday #principal weems #larissa x reader #larissa weems x reader #gwendoline christie #larissa weems x female reader #larissa weems x y/n

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Hiii viiiiiiiiin hope your day is going good your writing is really good😍😍💖💌❤💗🌹💋💞👍👍😭👏 so I was wondering if I could please request red hair pirates x reader(gender dosent really matter do what your comfortble with😊) and the reader has really cute personlity always giving everyone a hug/kiss to comfort them if they are having a bad bakes a almost all the time. Can be navie and too quick to trust people lol so innocent...always to the scenario i would like to request the reader makes a new friend brings them to the red force to meet the red hair pirates but later on the readers so called new friends starts to become mean often saying rude/mean comments to reader when reader crew mates arnt around their(red hair pirates) in readers innocent mind dosent really think or even tell them and tries to comfort their "new friend" but things only get worse. One day the reader new friend betrayes reader(does somthing really horrible) and makes reader cry and when the red hair pirates found out they ofc take action. By the way can you make this story end happliy?

Thanks so much for your hard work have a amazing day viiiiiiin!💗💗❤

Really appreciate you❤💌🥺😭👏💞💋🌹💋⚘⚘🌺🌹🌷🌷⚘🌷🌷🌷🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Red Haired Pirates x Sweet / Naive Reader

Includes: GN Reader , Red Haired Pirates , and Reader's "Friend"

A / N: THANK YOU !!! I'm glad you appreciate my work lol ! I hope you have an amazing day as well <33. I'm comfortable writing any gender ! I usually write GN readers though so anyone can fit themselves into the situation ! I can write for male or female readers too !! I hope this is up to your standards !!! If you'd like me to redo it lmk <33 enjoy !!

"Don't get yourselves hurt !!" You giggled while hugging Benn. You went to turn around to wander back onto the ship until you heard the clearing of a throat.

"Where's my hug , Reader ? You gonna leave me hangin' ?" You could recognize that voice from miles away. You turned your head , only for your gaze to be met with soft brown ones. You laughed again and embraced the red haired captain. Once you let go , he raised an eyebrow.

"Forgettin' somethin' , darling ?" He asked with a wide playful smile on his face. You rolled your eyes and scoffed , kissing his chin. The feeling of his stubble tickled your own chin , making you smile.

"Heyyy ! What about me !!" You heard from beside you. You turned your eyes to the pouting sniper next to you. "I'm sorry , Yasopp ! Didn't mean to forget you." You jumped up and wrapped your arms around his neck. He laughed at your actions and put his arms around your smaller waist , swinging you around like a little kid.

"I'm not gonna put you down until you finish !" He laughed , causing you to laugh as well. You were beginning to get dizzy , so you pressed a kiss to his cheek. Once he felt your lips against his skin , he finally dropped you. You staggered on the ground for a moment , head spinning like crazy. "Come on , Yasopp ! That was mean !" You pouted , crossing your arms and huffing.

The crew started laughing at the pout that formed on your lips. You stumbled into Roux , who had ended up behind you. You were about to turn to him , but he picked you up. "And don't forget me , Reader !" He laughed as he squeezed your smaller form. You made a noise of surprise and laughed louder. You kissed his cheek and jumped out of his arms.

"Go on , boys. If ya don't go now , you're not gonna remember what you gotta get. Have fun !!" You cheered , jumping onto the deck and waving at them. You would join them soon since you had to get some new clothes , but you wanted to go alone. Because of this , you waited for them to go ahead of you.

You weren't worried about protection. You could protect yourself , that's why you're on the crew. Shanks trusted you to watch the ship until they got back. Though , you weren't gonna stay on the ship. Your little secret.

---

It's been over an hour since the guys left the ship. You walked out of your quarters (after your little nap) and grabbed your weapon. You thought you'd maybe grab a drink while you were out.

You snuck off of the Red Force with your weapon attached to your hip. You skipped into the vibrant town nearby , a goofy smile on your lips. Your eyes scanned the area in an attempt to find a clothing store or a bar. You noticed a lot of stands , weapon shops , and many people walking up and down the streets.

Just as you began to lose hope , you noticed a medium sized building near a food court. The place had mannequins wearing outfits in the front window , so you assumed it was a clothing store. You smiled and walked into the store with a slight pep in your step.

"No . . No . . Aha ! " You picked up a top that matched one of the old ones you had , and you thought about grabbing it.

"That top would look cute on you !" You heard from next to you. You turned your doe eyes towards the woman standing next to you. She had beautiful , slicked back raven hair with vibrant blue eyes. She had pale skin and rosy cheeks that made her look adorable. She wore a white crop top with a heart cut on her chest. It had a turtleneck top to it and tightened underneath her breasts. She had black shorts and long , white high heels. She also had a star pin in her hair and her right arm had a tattoo sleeve on it.

You giggled and twirled with the top in your hand. "You think so ? Thank you !" You blushed , heart fluttering from the compliment. "Hey , would you want to help me find a top too ? You seem like you'd have great taste." She said kindly , smiling softly. "Of course !" You threw your arms in the air and smiled wider. She chuckled and brought you over to a section that she seemed to like.

---

You two ended up spending 2 hours together. She even bought you all of the outfits you picked out and you bought hers ! After shopping , you two had went to go get some food. You learned that you two shared a favorite food , which made you two laugh. You two spoke smoothly to each other. It seemed like you both had a lot in common.

She was a pirate too ! She said her crew was a secret , however. You did tell her that you were part of the Red Haired Pirates , which surprised the hell out of her. Something about her reaction to that was . . odd. She asked you to bring her to your ship , which you obliged. You guys were gonna be docked here for a few days anyways.

As you got to the ship , you were surprised by a hug from Yasopp and Shanks. They squeezed you and said incoherent things. "Guys , guys ! I can't understand you when you're crying. What happened ? Are you guys okay ??" You asked like a worried parent , eyebrows scrunching.

"We thought you went missing !!" Drunken Shanks cried , smacking your head. The two guys finally let you go as you caught your breath. "I'm fine ! I met a friend ! We got some food and we got some clothes !! Her name is Rika !" You introduced as you walked over to her.

She chuckled and waved to your crew. "I'm Rika. It's a pleasure to meet you all." Some of the more drunken guys ogled at her beauty. Some came up to her , flirted , or just asked questions. You laughed and brought your clothes to your room.

When you came back out , you noticed Benn staring at you. You walked over to him and gently poked his arm to get his attention. "What's wrong , Benn ?" You ingeniously pondered as you stared at his serious face. "Also , what did i say about smokin' ? It's unhealthy. You're gonna kill yourself." You tried to take the cigarette from his lips , but he laughed and tilted his head upwards. Sadly , not even being on your tip toes made you tall enough. You grumbled and pouted.

"Fineee. But still , tell me what's wrong." You sat on the edge of the ship and swung your legs gently. "Nothin' , sweetheart. Nothin' you should worry about , at least." He patted your head and took a puff from his cigarette.

"I know ! Why don't I go make some brownies to make you feel better ?" You cheerfully jumped off of the ledge and smiled widely. As if on cue , Shanks walked up behind you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. "Why don't cha make some for all of us , hun ?" He slurred , drunken giggles leaving his lips.

"Oh ! Sure ! I'll make some cake too !! A party for Rika , how does that sound ?!" You asked , causing the guys to cheer loudly. Rika chuckled and walked over to you. "I'm the baker on my ship , so why don't I help you in the kitchen ? It's the least I can do to help , Reader. You're my friend , after all !" She inquired with a strange look on her pale face.

"Are you sure ? I don't want to make you work !!" You turned to her and tilted your head. "Of course ! I insist !" The ravenette enthusiastically spoke. She put her hand in yours and you led her to the kitchen.

---

"You put too much water into the batter." She said as she used her hips to push you away from the bowl. "Oh ! Sorry . ." You didn't think you added too much , but you've never really had outside opinions. You believed her. She said she was a baker , after all.

As you wandered around the kitchen , Rika often bumped into you. Sometimes , you'd fall over or hit your hips on the counters. You thought she was either messing around or making mistakes , so you didn't mention it.

"Oh my god , how can you fuck up brownies that badly ? Just let me do it." She huffed , shoving you away from the rest of the batter. You fell into the counter and groaned. "I'm sorry , I didn't mean to. I don't wanna make you do it , please let me help." You pleaded with her , putting your smaller hands on her tattooed arm.

In response , her face turned into one of anger as she pushed you off of her. "Do NOT touch me !" She snided as she mixed the batter together. "Oh ! I'm sorry." You looked sadly at her , making her scoff. "Don't look at me like you're the victim. You just assaulted me ! I don't see why someone like Shanks keeps someone like YOU around."

At her words , you teared up and sniffled. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Is there any way I can make it up to you ?" You inquired , dejected. Your cheeks turned rosy from the face you were trying to hold back your tears.

"You can make it up to me by leaving the crew. They don't need you. You're such a nuisance , GOD. I bet they have you on here out of pity. Or maybe to use you as a scapegoat. You saw how they acted with me. They clearly like me better , and they've only known me for a few hours !" She raged , shoving you into the cabinet. As she spoke , she had slowly gotten closer and closer to you until you were against the wooden cabinet.

"But I -" You attempted to speak , but your throat burned. "You can't even take criticism from a friend. How sad. You're a pirate , act like it." She released you from the cabinet as she put the pans of cake and brownies into the oven.

You sat on the island counter in the middle of the room and twiddled your fingers. "Uhm . . I can watch them from here if you want to go back out to the party." You noticed the faint smell of alcohol on her clothes , so you assumed she was drunk. Maybe she'd apologize in the morning. "Good. Don't fuck it up , sweetheart." She said smoothly , clearly mocking the nickname thay the crew gave you. As she strutted out of the room , you couldn't help but think . . . Did they like her better ? Were they gonna throw you out ? Maybe they told her that. Maybe they're gonna throw you out in the morning.

You didn't realize that you started crying until a sniffling sound made its way to your ears. You used a paper towel to rub your eyes of the tears that threatened to fall. You smiled and stayed in the kitchen until the goods were done.

---

Now , the crew was sitting around the deck , eating the treats you and Rika made. You walked over to the ravenette. You tapped her shoulder and watched as she quickly turned around and glared at you. "Yes ?" She harshly spoke , finishing her piece of cake.

"I'm sorry for making you upset earlier. I went into town and bought you a necklace since I remember you saying that you thought it was cute." You pulled the gift out of your pocket and handed it over to her. She nimbly pulled it out of your hand and examined it. She smiled and put it around her thin neck. "Thank you , Reader. I accept your apology." She smiled again. To anyone that wasn't her , it was seen to be fake. But someone else noticed. A certain gray haired , cigarette smoking man caught on. His eyes slowly followed her as she walked to speak to the others on the ship.

---

It was now nighttime. Many crew members were passed out on the deck , and those who were able had made their way to their quarters for the night. You had brought Rika to your room and let her sleep in your bed. Instead of giving you some blankets , you slept on the cold wooden floor. You didn't mind , at all. What you found weird was how she kicked you out. Instead of being on the floor in your room , you slept in the kitchen.

---

In the morning , you were awoken by someone shaking you. "What are you doing in here , Reader ?" You heard someone ask. You opened your eyes and blinked , taking in your surroundings. You attached the voice to the appearance of the guy in front of you. It was Lucky Roux. You had assumed that he came to make breakfast for the crew.

"Oh , good morning , Roux. I'm sorry if I'm in your way." You lazily sat up and rubbed your eyes. You yawned and stretched your limbs until you heard the satisfying pop of your joints. "You're not in my way. I'm just wonderin' why you're in here. Why aren't ya in your quarters ?" He asked , the sizzling of pans feeling your ears.

You smiled softly and yawned again. "I let Rika take my bed. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable , so I slept in here." Speak of the devil and she shall appear. The ravenette walked into the room and smiled softly.

"Good mornin' , you two." She waved and sat next to you. "I'm guessin' you're the cook ?" Tika pondered aloud. "Yep ! The name's Lucky Roux." His smile widened , but he didn't turn to her. Strange. He seemed to be iffy about her , but neither of you noticed.

The door opened again and you felt someone put their arms on your waist. You knew who it was when you smelled smoke and feint cologne. "Good mornin' , Beck !" You said happily , kissing his chin.

"Good mornin' , darlin'." He replied , putting his head against yours. Unbeknownst to you , sharp blue eyes lingered on the both of you. Those eyes burned holes in your head , jealousy bubbling in her heart.

"I'm almost done with breakfast. Can you three go wake up the rest of the crew ?" Roux asked , not turning his head as to not get distracted from his job. "Sure !" You answered , gently detaching Benn from your body. You jumped off the counter and led the other 2 outside.

---

After waking everyone up and eating , you found yourself in the shower room with Rika. You had gotten undressed and in the bath while she took a shower.

"You know , your body is really . . Not interesting." She commented slyly as she washed her slick hair. You looked over at her and tilted your head. "What do you mean ?" You asked while you played with the bubbled in your warm bath.

"You got the attention of the entire crew looking like . . That. You must've done something. What did you do ? Are you some kind of witch ? I wouldn't doubt it , considering you look like one." She answered her own question while not even looking at you. Her words shot you through the heart. You were already pretty insecure and you thought you were getting better.

Even after the shower , her words replayed in your head. Did all of them think that ? Your thoughts were interrupted when you were tripped. "Oops ! Are you okay , Reader ?" Rika sarcastically asked , suppressing a laugh behind her hand.

"Yeah ! I'm fine !" You stood up and brushed your bottom half off. "Everyone makes mistakes !" You smiled and bowed your head gently. "You would know a lot about that , considering your parents made you." This time , she couldn't suppress her laugh. She walked off , swaying her hips as she entered the main area.

You stood there for a minute. Was she okay ? Did you upset her ? Maybe you should get her another gift.

---

You had decided to take a walk in the town. You wanted to clear your mind and get Rika a gift to see if she'd forgive you. You know , after kissing and hugging the entire crew.

When on the way back , you wandered around the ship in an attempt to find her. You smiled when you finally found her. You were about to show her the gift , until you heard her voice.

"They don't suspect a thing. That stupid little pirate's bounty will be ours , captain. I can't believe you made me befriend them , though." She leaned against your wall and scoffed. "They're extremely annoying. I can't stand their voice ! Anytime I hear it , I want to rip my hair out." She ranted as she slammed her fist on the wall.

Your vision was clouded by hot tears. You continued listening , even though you knew it was wrong. "I just need to get them out of here. Their face pisses me off. If I don't get this done soon , I'm gonna end up beating them silly. God , I hate this. Why couldn't you put Killeen up to this ?" You didn't know who she was talking to , since you couldn't hear the other end. Though , her words were enough to send you over the edge.

You walked into the bathroom and locked the door. You fell to the ground and began sobbing. You had a problem in the past with insecurities. The Red Haired Pirates had helped you , and you thought you were past it. Her words , oh her words. They tore down any progress you thought you made.

You didn't know how long you were in there until you heard a knock on the door. You hadn't realized you were sobbing until you saw your face in the mirror. You quickly wiped your face and sniffled. "Yes ?" You croaked out , throat burning.

"Are you okay ?" It was Benn. He knew. You didn't know how , but he knew. You unlocked the door and just fell into his arms. You sobbed into his chest and gripped his shirt. He didn't say anything. Instead , he held you and patted your back. He rested his head on yours and rubbed your back. He let you cry for as long as you needed.

The smell of smoke lingering on his clothes , along with his gentle touch calmed you slightly. You finally managed to stop crying and you looked up at him. "Am I really -" "No. You're special to us , Reader. We already took care of Rika. Turns out she was a bounty hunter. Don't let people like her tear you down." You sniffled at his words and pulled away. He gently pushed you towards the kitchen , where you met Shanks , Yasopp , and Lucky Roux. Oh ! And Hongo.

Shanks walked up to you and pulled you in with his arm. "It's okay , Reader. You're so , so special to us. You're a Red Haired Pirate , yeah ? I wouldn't have you here if you weren't just the way you are." He smiled and laughed loudly.

You started laughing too , along with the others in the room. "Yeah , Reader. We love ya !" Yasopp chimed in , ruffling your hair. You continued laughing and hugged all of them.

"Thank you , guys." You teared up again , causing them to panic. "Woah , woah , sunshine ! We didn't mean to make ya cry !" Shanks panicked , hugging you again. "Yeah !" Hongo hugged you as well.

"It's not bad. I'm just . . So , so happy to be part of this crew." You sniffled and pulled away from them. "What happened to Rika ?"

As soon as you mentioned the woman , the men looked away and whisled. Shanks looked down at his wrist and put his arm behind his head. "Wellll ! Would ya look at the time ! It's time for us to check out the bar in town !" He changed the topic , marching out of the kitchen.

"Shanks !!" You giggled and ran after him. Any feeling you had disappeared. You didn't know why you doubted them. You knew deep down that you were wrong. You were loved and had as special place to the Red Haired Pirates

#one piece #op #reader insert #x reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #red haired pirates #shanks #shanks x reader #benn beckman #benn beckman x reader #lucky roux #one piece shanks #one piece hongo #yasopp #yasopp x reader #lime juice #building snake #bonk punch #gab #sweet #vixenwrites #one piece x you #one piece x reader #one piece angst #one piece fluff #fluff #angst #red hair #pirates

[jusalle]

☆Jude Bellingham Imagine☆

•Shyness•

(Lemme know if yall want a part 2) 💙

You and Jude were both shy. Of course you guys talked to eachother,day and night but in public you two were very shy. People think Jude is the more social one but to be honest he's shy to. He just talks when he has to.

Right now you and Jude were at a Dinner with all his colleagues and friends. You talked to some of the girls and Jude talked to his friends but you two mostly kept to yourselves.

You and Jude mostly talked to only eachother because you guys didn't like the spotlight of everyone looking at you guys while you two talked and people already knew you two didn't talk so they didn't push it much.

Yes, Jude and you had a wonderful time but you guys mostly observed and talked ot eachother.

Jude looked at his watch and noticed it was already late and there was alot of people here at the restaurant. Plus Jude never liked big crowds because from anxiety so he wanted to scurry off back home and fall asleep with you

"Darling it's already late you wanna go home now?" Jude said softly with a small smile

You knew Jude wanted to go home because the amount of people were here.

You nodded and you two said your goodbyes to everyone. Once you guys finished both of you guys began walking outside the restaurant.

As soon you guys got to the doors you two already saw news reporters.

You and Jude looked at eachother and you saw a small frown on his face which made you frown too. You knew how much Jude hated when people got into his personal life.

"Honey Jude it'll be fine, I'll be right next to you love" you whispered softly trying to ease him

You two began walking outside and all you could hear is news reporter asking you two all these stupid questions or even wild questions.

You noticed somthing bump next to your hand and you look down and see Jude hand right next to yours and you took it as a sign as Jude wanting told hold your hand for a sense of comfort.

You hold his hand as you rub his hand with your thumb.

The people kept following you guys as you guys got into the car.

After a few minutes you guys finally got onto the road and began driving home.

"I'm sorry Darling for all those news reporters asking all those questions and I'm sorry for involving you into that" He said quietly

You looked at Jude and smiled

"Jude love, it's completely fine I understand, your well known and it's expected." You said understandly

You wanted to lighten the mood up so you began teasing the poor lad

"Darling you know what I've noticed?" You said

"What honey?"

"Every time you get nervous, you hold my hand love" you said snickering like a child

Jude instantly crosses his hands infront of his chest and he became flustered

"That's not true Honey, I simply just like holding your hand hm" He said trying to make you believe him

You just laugh at him for denying being nervous and him wanting your comfort.

After awhile you two got home and decided to head in and lay down on your guy's bed.

Jude was holding your waist and his face in the crook of your neck.

You began lightly laughing because Jude's breathing is tickling your neck.

"Darling what are you laughing at now?" Jude chuckled

"Every time you breathe love you tickle my neck" you softly say into his ear

Jude looks to you and grins at you and gives you an interesting look

Once you saw his grin you already knew what he was going to do.

"Jude Bellingham I swear if you tickle me on my sid-"

Jude begans tickling you on your sides and you couldn't stop laughing. You were laughing so hard your cheeks started to hurt

"Stop- no- stop Jude stop" you kept laughing in between words.

You had to top Jude or else he'll never stop so you knew exactly what to do but..it was sort of risky.

You always knew your kisses were Judes weakness.

So you began kissing him along his neck and giving him butterfly kisses as he slowly stops tickling you and firmly puts his hands on your hips

"Now darling your playing a dangerous game eh now love" He said lowly

Your hands began roaming

"Love if you don't stop-"

You started to just send him more over edge

"Darling I warned y-...I-." He couldn't even make out the sentence without moaning

Let's just say that night was something!

••••

Hello my lovelies I hope yall enjoyed this once and let me know if yall want a part 2 with this! Also send some more suggestions cause I'll gladly take them.💙

#world cup #jude bellingham #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham fic #jude bellingham x reader

[loxymoth]

{WHITEBEARD PIRATE'S X READER}

{WARNINGS: ANGST, FLUFF, MENTIONS OF BLOOD, BONES, DEAD BODYS, HOLE IN SIDE, MISSING ARM AND INSIDES}

THIS GENDER NEUTRAL READER!!

"NAME!" Ace shouted as he saw you get hit by a strong attack as you went into a wall

'every thing hurts like a bitch goddamn'

i thought as i just layed there to rest for a few minutes not even prosessing ace yelling my name and the person walking towards me cackling like a crazy person

'why does he laugh like that?' i thought when i heard him cackling

As ace saw you just lay there and not move as the person wallked closer to your body he turned raged he burned the rest of the peaple he was fighting to nothing but ashes and ran over to where you and the person was now standing over you

as i looked at the person standing over me i just realized i might finally be in trouble

As ace now was behind the person already tuning his hand into fire and ready to burn the person

marco swooped down and grabbed my body as he saw what happened from where he was

as the person got distracted by marco picking up your body ace made his fire turning flaming hot and shot fire at the person burning him and hearing him scream as he burned down to nothing but ashes

skip to marco setting you down on the ship and healing the minor injuries on you while you were barly holding on to Consciousness and the nurses running around you while trying to tell you to stay awake

which of course you didn't because you lost so much blood at this point how could you and you were tired

marco and the nurses were cussing to them selfs as you had a hole in your side which had bones sticking out with some of your insides poking out with blood gushing out of it

AND you had no arm which makes that worse because even more bloodloss which were scaring marco and everyone else that you weren't going to make it because it didn't look good untill one nerse came out and everyone was so happy to see her

skip to ace being surrounded by dead bodies of the peaple that they were fighting as everyone was finishing up at ace walked to the ship

everyone was happy to see the nurse who came out rushing to your side as she saw the hole in your side and your missing arm as she sighed and begun healing the hole as that is the part thats the worst one

as it healed up fully the nurses carried her to the kitchen to get her somthing because she used alot of energy on you

as the other peaple begun taking care of your missing arm and getting you to a room to properly heal

as everyone finally got back on the ship ace asked where you were as the nurses triedto calmhim down as they lead him to your room

as i opened my eyes everything stung as i looked at the sealing when i heard the door open ilooked over at a sobbing ace as he ran over to where i was and just held me as he balled his eyes out telling me im okay over and over

"ace are you alright your balling your eyes out alot there?" i said chuckling alittleas he was stunned before balling again saying how sorry he was that he didn't protect you as you tried soothing him

he stayed with you the rest of the day after that but he needed to do his dutys so he reluctantly left as other crew members visited you while you healed

a few weeks later they finally let you out and you were so happy finally

as you finally healed fully the whitebeard pirates watched you more after that

A/N: im sorry if this is bad, this is my first fanfic😅😭

#whitebeard pirates x reader #portgas d. ace x reader #x gender neutral reader #one piece x reader #one piece

[adonis-koo]

wicked • 14

↳ Summary: In a desperate hope to stop war from breaking you are a serviced to wed the most vile man alive, the one who has committed atrocities and war crimes beyond comprehension, he who is responsible for the fall of many nations, the wicked prince who’s heart is made of stone. You are to marry a man who challenges every belief and moral you stand for, all while being faced in a foreign land with nobody but yourself too trust…But are you both truly that different? Or is hate not too far from love?

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/reader

↳ Genre: arranged marriage AU, enemies to lovers, it’s kind of a period AU??? Historical but also technically not? prince!AU, eventual smut

Word Count: 10k

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tags: oral (f receiving), breath play, slight spit kink (it does not end well), lots of kissing >:)

Note: surprise shawtysss!!! I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as I have! I cannot apologize enough for this incredibly late chapter but I hope a lil somthing makes up for it ;)

“How do you feel?” 

“Umm, nervous?” 

Wearing armor was….different then you had anticipated, first off it was heavy- which you knew logically it was, but you didn’t realize just how heavy it was. Jungkook had gotten it fit for you once you had started up training and only in the past week had you started wearing it to train in. 

Time, however, had run out. 

Meaning today was the day. 

“...stupid.” You admit with a sigh, Wheein had just finished styling your hair out of your face, “I’ll be happy when I lose and get this over with.” 

You hadn’t been able to sleep the night before and your stomach had been twisting into unpleasant knots all morning long. 

“Don’t say that m’lady!” Wheein objected softly, “So long as you fight with honor and vigor, you’ll never be a true loser.” 

“It’s more than Seohyun will be able to say about herself.” Taehyung nodded, he had sat in front of you, giving your hands one last look over before he began bandaging them up for you as an extra layer of protection. 

“Even the smallest chance, is still a chance.” Jungkook spoke, but the words did not sound as if they were his own, it seemed as though he were quoting someone, “Try not to worry about it and just stay focused.” 

You nodded at all of their words. They were right, you just needed to believe in the slightest chance, and even if you did lose, you would be more than happy for this to finally be over. This duel had been looming over you like a darkened cloud for nearly two months now and you’d be glad to finally be relieved of it. 

Wheein had escorted you to the courtyard where the duel would take place, the castle seemed particularly energetic today and people had tossed you many stares, some encouraging, as if rooting for you, and others in sneer, as if waiting for your downfall. 

Taehyung walked alongside and Jungkook had stayed a little behind as you all made your way to the courtyard where wooden stands had been put up and the court had been taking their places, all eager to watch you attempt to keep up with the notable swordswoman. 

“I didn’t realize we were going to have so many eyes today…” You mumbled, feeling even more stupid now then you had before. 

“Well, it’s not every day a royal duel takes place, all of the court want a seat when it happens.” Wheein ushered softly before giving you a reassuring smile, “Once the match starts you’ll be able to tune them out.” 

Your throat had dried and the knots in your stomach only furthered as you nodded, stopping at the far corner of the courtyard where Taehyung had set up any supplies that might be needed for later. 

You could hear the small crowd usher at the sight of you as you tried to calm yourself as your eyes met Seohyun’s from across the courtyard, she looked stunning, plated in a deep maroon armor that suited her striking features, her eyes like razors as they met yours. 

The chapel bell rung deeply, sounding that it was time. 

“Y/n,” Jungkook called out, making you turn to look at him, he stepped in closer to you as his voice softened, just a tad, “Just focus on what we talked about.” 

You didn’t trust your voice in this moment, only nodding at his words, his hand hesitantly reached out, softly grabbing your chin to lift it to fully meet his eyes, “And remember, the slightest chance,”

“Is still a chance.” You breathed out with a nod. 

Jungkook nodded at this, “Good luck.” 

You turned back around as Jungkook made his way up to the royal podium, taking a seat next to his father as you walked out to the middle of the courtyard where Seohyun met you halfway. 

“Looks like today is judgment day for you Princess,” Seohyun spoke, her eyes cold and her lips twitched into a viscous smirk, “And I look forward to deciding your fate.” 

You stood tall, unsheathing your sword, “We’ll see about that.” 

This made her smirk drop as she sneered at you, unsheathing her own sword as she lifted it up, you mirrored her as the tips of your blades touched. And without a second to waste Seohyun was immediately on the offense.

She was aggressive and sharp with each of her swings, metal clattered and echoed off the walls of the courtyard as you blocked each of her blows, albeit a bit clumsily but that was at the back of your mind as she jumped up. 

Throwing down another powerful blow that made you break your grip, she lunged forward with her sword as you whirled around, managing to dodge what could’ve been a punctured stomach wound a second later. 

“You’re damn lucky she’s good at dodging.” Areum watched her nephew shift in his chair at the violent sight ahead of them. 

To the untrained eye it might seem he was unbothered by the whole ordeal but to her, it was clear as day how on edge he was, watching the fight unfold before them. 

Jungkook shifted in his chair, “But will it be enough?” 

You quickly regripped your sword once more as Seohyun let out a gritted chuckle, “You fight like a newborn walks. My expectations were low, but this is truly pathetic.” 

You both began to circle one another, “Then why is it you haven’t hit me yet?” Jungkook had told you to engage in as little conversation with her as possible, but it was difficult to not rebuttal at all.

“It doesn’t need to be enough,” Areum replied as she lounged about in her chair, leisurely crossing her legs, “She just needs to burn Seohyun out of her energy.” 

Jungkook shook his head wearily, “But she’ll need to be careful to not let her guard down under the false pretense that Seohyun pretends she’s burnt out.” 

Seohyun’s face lit with rage at your comment as she lunged forward but this time you met her blow with one of your own, metal clapped together loud in the air and your hands nearly thrummed from the power.

This didn’t stop Seohyun from throwing another upper slash your way, you had ducked under before going for an under slash which she had agilely blocked before back stepping to put some space between you both. 

You however just as quickly closed the space between you both once more, throwing an upper slash and lower one which she had quickly blocked before she managed to catch your foot on her own making you fall onto your back. 

“I remember those days,” Areum watched in amusement as you fell, “Confidence can make one a bit greedy hm?” 

Jungkook’s hand squeezed into a fist at the sight, “An ameatur mistake but she’s only going to learn through experience.”

Seohyun’s straight slash looked as if she was attempting to kill you as you rolled to the right, metal clashing to the ground right next to your ear, you had barely managed to get up before she aggressively began attacking you once more as you fumbled backwards. 

Attempting to put more space between you both but she wasn’t letting you have an inch as she slashed forward, the only thing that saved you from her next slash was the column she hit as you rounded the inside of the court yard. 

Weaving through the next few columns before you had put a sizeable amount of distance between you both, your breath heaving and you needed a few moments to regather yourself, your body was aching already and yet she looked hardly out of breath. 

“Do you all see this?” Seohyun laughed out, stepping out of the inner part of the courtyard as she gestured to you, “Behold, our cowardice Crowned Princess. Running away just as any other true Eunoian does.” 

Your jaw immediately clenched at her words, “Eunoia is not-” 

“Oh but they are,” Seohyun cut you off, whirling her sword in her hand as she leisurely began to close the distance between you both, “Where was Eunoia when our predecessor Seoul fell?” She called out rhetorically, “Where was Eunoia during the Five Year War?” 

She stopped a short distance away from you, a genuine disgust on her face as she scoffed, “You’re all nothing more than a bunch of glorified cowards. Too scared to pick up arms and fight, or perhaps you just have nothing left worth fighting for.” 

Areum curiously watched the two as she briefly looked at Jungkook, “I don’t think anyone could resist words like those.” 

Jungkook shook his head, “She knows better than to let Seohyun goad her into making a mistake.” 

Areum shifted in her seat, “She may, but that might not stop her. After all, if one abandons pride in their Kingdom, what else do they have left?” 

A fire had kindled in you at her words, giving your sword a whirl before you gripped it once more, lifting it up, “We were busy tending to the dead and there is nothing more brave than looking death in the eyes and choosing to live another day.” 

You swung your sword just as she did hers, your swords clapped together but what you hadn’t expected was for her to unsheath a dagger. A sharp stinging pain immediately burned into your skin making you whimper out. 

Backing off as your hand ghosted your upper abdominal, blood glistening off your glove, the wound was extremely shallow but it was a well placed blow in the opening of your armor. You had quickly regripped your sword, backstepping once more as Seohyun dual wielded both her sword and dagger. 

Lunging for you once more with her dagger, what she had failed to realize however was she left herself open, you remembered in that brief second the demonstration Jungkook showed you, and without a moment of hesitation you followed his instruction. 

Jungkook let out a breath of relief at the sight of you managing to disarm the dagger right from Seohyun’s hand and even she looked surprised for a brief moment, “She remembered.” 

Areum smiled at his words, “And she executed it well.” 

If Seohyun’s reflexes were as sharp as Jungkook had said they were then surely she’d be able to block this- You swung the dagger around, grabbing it by the blade before sharply throwing it right in her direction. 

Seohyun had managed to hit the smaller blade with her own, surprised none the less and that was all you needed, kicked her sharply in the stomach, the force knocking her down before the tip of your blade met her neck. 

“There is a certain strength in kindness,” You ushered softly, “I hope one day you’ll be able to find that.” 

You lowered your blade down before you turned to face the royal podium, everyone looked stunned by your victory as you stepped closer, intending to bow to end the duel. 

What you hadn’t expected was to be shoved to the ground but before you could even try to get up, a foot was firmly placed on your back.

“That’s cheating!” The voice was angered and it sounded a lot like Wheein’s, you winced at the foot shoving into your back further, your eyes met sideways with Wheein’s figure, anger like you had never seen in her eyes and Taehyung had immediately grabbed her by the shoulder, shaking his head rapidly. 

Ushers immediately were spoken between the court as Seohyun cackled, “I will not let my reputation be besmirched by an outsider such as this. So take heed in my words, Penumbra does not stand for weakness! We do not let ourselves soften to the likes of a traitor, and we will certainly not standby if duty calls! No less for the likes of this.” 

She shoved her foot down into your back for good measure making you whimper out, your back beginning to throb. 

“Jungkook!” Areum hissed out but it was too late, his face was kindled in rage as he stepped down the steps, immediately unsheathing his sword. 

Seohyun scoffed in amusement at the sight but what she hadn’t expected was for him to roughly grab her by the back of her head, hand ruthlessly yanking at her hair as he shoved her off of you, blade immediately pressed harshly into her neck. 

Even the slightest movement would draw blood, “Jungkook!” Seohyun looked shocked at the gesture, as if she truly, naively thought that this would be a meaningless threat as it always had been in the past. 

Jungkook’s eyes were stone cold, “You dishonorably challenged my wife to duel when she had no previous experience and even now, you dishonorably won. How does the hollow victory feel?” He snarled, he yanked on her hair even further making tears sting her eyes, “You may have won the battle but you’ll never win me back now, as a matter of fact I have no interest in ever seeing your spiteful, victidive face ever again after this.” 

“Just your existence is an embarrassment to Penumbra.” Jungkook snarled before he shoved her away, as if disgusted to even have her this close to him, the force of the shove had her tumbling to the ground. 

Wheein had already come to your side the moment Taehyung would let her, helping you up as you winced, your back was now aching heavily and your appearance disheveled, as you turned to look back at Jungkook and Seohyun. 

You had always thought you had met the ugliest side of Jungkook first, and in some ways you still believed it, but right now, his eyes were like glass, disgust written across his face in a way that would make anyone feel ashamed. 

Seohyun’s eyes were filled with tears as she fumbled to get up, “You’ve changed.” 

“No I haven’t,” Jungkook snapped, “I’ve always been this way, you just chose to ignore it for the sake of vanity and pride. Now go, get out of my sight before I decide to do something dishonorable since that’s the new code for you.” 

And much to your surprise tears streamed down Seohyun’s cheeks, as if maybe it had finally just hit her that there was no going back to a time when they were together, she looked genuinely heartbroke as she managed to walk back to the corner where funny enough- her medic and the Rosewood knight Claudin had been waiting for her. 

You however only watched in dismay as your eyes met with the knights, despite the fight being over, you had a sinking feeling that this had only just begun. 

You didn’t understand why the court was so determined to throw a banquet in celebration of your victory. Because you didn’t exactly win, now did you? It didn’t feel like a full victory, or more like a victory that was robbed from you. 

And therefore you had been particularly glum about it all day. Everybody still had their daily duties to attend to and you hadn’t even had the chance to speak with Jungkook about it, after his temper had been put on display he had immediately had been summoned by his father and uncle and you had yet to see him since. 

Probably getting a scolding of a lifetime but somehow you doubt that would make him regret his words in the least. He looked terrifying in that moment but somehow, the words he spoke to her had soothed you. 

‘You’ll never win me back now’

He said it as if it was finalized as if this was the final straw. He didn't want her so much as even in his presence anymore. Was it selfish to say it made you happy? You briefly wondered, if you should feel less happy about it. 

After all, it wasn’t as though you both were…together…

You were married yes but, your relationship with Jungkook had been anything but easy, and these days you still weren’t sure where his feelings lay when it came to you, you were friends now at the very least and the thought made you happy. 

But something in you was yearning for…more. 

Something deep inside you desperately wanted more. You could still feel the ghost of his hand tenderly grabbing your chin, when did his touches become so soft with you?

As if he was handling fine glassware and afraid he might break it, when once upon a time, he manhandled you as if you were nothing more than a sack of flour. It made your heart skip a beat as you fiddled with your lace gloves.

The evening light had casted a silhouette on everything making the halls look almost magical as you headed for the bedroom, Wheein had a few last tasks to finish up before she said she’d meet you there to get you changed for the banquet. 

After all, you’d be attending since it was for you and you’d feel rude otherwise. 

Many thoughts swarmed your head as you opened the door to your shared room. What you hadn’t expected was your husband inside. You nearly yelped out at the sight of him half undressed. 

A fine silk black robe, one you were familiar with, adorning his otherwise naked upperbody and his pants seemed to be hanging lower on his hips than normal. 

“Oh! I- I didn’t realize you were- um…! I apologize…!” You looked anywhere but at him, should you go…? 

You still weren’t used to sharing a room with someone and therefore had forgotten to knock! Ugh you needed to be more considerate in the future! 

“Let me see it.” Jungkook’s voice was soft but there was a demand in it that took you off guard. 

“Pardon…?” You tilted your head at his words. 

Jungkook sauntered up to you making you nearly wheeze, trying to look at anything except his exceptionally sculpted chest that was on display, tattered in various scars that your hands nearly trembled at just the thought of being able to trace. 

“The wound, from the dagger.” Jungkook replied immediately, his hand grabbing your waist to pull you closer to him. 

“I um…!” You fumbled with your words, feeling your face warm, “It’s just a shallow wound, nothing more than a scratch.” You offered him an awkward smile. 

Jungkook frowned at this, his eyes dropped to your stomach where the wound had been bandaged and you were being truthful in your words, you had been lucky enough to have the distance you did otherwise Seohyun would’ve been able to cut much deeper. 

“And your back?” Jungkook asked, pulling you a little closer as his hand slid from your waist to your lower back causing it to ache. 

The gesture made you wince, causing Jungkook to lift his hand off of it with a frown, “I should’ve gotten to you quicker.” 

“It’s…okay.” You mumbled, wrapping your arms around yourself, dimming visibly at the mention of what had happened. 

“I always knew she was a sore loser,” Jungkook mumbled, “A vindictive one at that, but I suppose I never realized the lengths she was willing to go to until now.” His hand brushed back against your waist.

He snorted at the thought, “Nevermind that though, we have a banquet to attend in your honor, the first in your honor.” His lips tugged into a tiny smile but it melted away at the sight of it unreciprocated by you. 

“What is it?” He asked. 

You wouldn’t meet his eyes as you shrugged, “...I didn’t win Jungkook.” 

“You did,” He immediately rebutted, much stronger than you about it, “She just always has to have the final say. But you won that battle fair and square, she broke the Code of Valor when she chose to attack you after victory and with your back turned away from her no less.” 

You shook your head at his words, only feeling worse about it now but Jungkook wasn’t having any of it, his free hand grabbed your chin making you meet his eyes, “You won. You did in my eyes, and I won’t have you sulking this evening when we should be celebrating.” 

The intensity of his eyes had your heart fluttering and your words lost on your tongue, unable to do anything but look up at him before your gaze dropped to his lips. 

Jungkook seemed to recognize this, “Well? Are you going to be a good girl and listen to me?” He squeezed your waist a little tighter, yanking you near flush with his body, you jolted, catching yourself against his chest, his skin was warm and taut and your hands weren’t about to let go now. 

“I…I, um…” You fumbled with your words, having a difficult time remembering what the conversation was about when you watched those plump lips curved into a tiny smirk, “Jungkook…?” 

He hummed in response, leaning in a little, his bangs brushing against your skin. 

Your mouth felt dry and you couldn’t stop staring at him even if you tried, his lips were so close to yours and your fingers kept trembling, and instead of asking what you wanted too, your mouth finally betrayed what your body carnally ached for. 

“Can you kiss me?” 

Jungkook’s hand wrapped around your throat making a breathy whine escape you, his hand was delicate with it, his thumb gently rubbing into the skin of your windpipe, “You want me to kiss you?” There was a light tease in his tone. 

Your body felt like it was on fire and your lips trembled a little, unable to trust your voice anymore as you nodded. Your thighs were aching and your body was flushed with arousal despite his touches being so soft and feathery. 

Jungkook closed the gap between you both with his hand, his lips pressing into yours, it sent sharp tingles down your spine at the way his lips roughly melded into yours, his hand on your throat giving it a slight squeeze. 

It caused an embarrassing moan to escape you as your hands dragged up his chest to wrap around his neck, he seized the opportunity to push his tongue past your lips. There was no fight of dominance or dance of tongues. 

You had instantly given up to him, wanting him to be able to do whatever he wanted as his tongue lathed and dragged against your own. His free hand had immediately begun undone the back of your dress before his other hand released your throat from his hold to help. 

And for a brief moment you broke the kiss, needing a breath of air but Jungkook wouldn’t allow more than a second, pushing back against you as he nibbled against your lower lip, wanting back into your mouth. 

When did you get so close to the wall? And how did you end up pressed against it? Jungkook’s hands managed to pull off your outer dress, revealing the slip beneath it as you whined softly against his mouth.

Jungkook’s lips broke from yours only to feel his breath hotly fan over the skin of your neck before he sucked against an open patch of skin. Everything felt warm, your skin, your face, everything. 

You couldn’t even bare to look at him, opting to close your eyes as you tried to hush a moan at Jungkook’s lips trailing down to find a particularly sweet spot on your neck, “Don’t be quiet,” His voice was deeper then normal, a husky tone taking over, “I wanna hear.” His tongue dragged back up your neck.

“Jungkook…!” You tried to make it sound reprimanding but your voice was too weak, coming out more like a whine that made him chuckle. 

“Don’t pretend to get all sulky,” Jungkook lightly chided you, pulling you close to him once more, “I can see it in your eyes, you enjoy getting bossed around secretly don’t you?” 

“I- I do not!” You stammered, somewhat indignant at his crass words and yet you still couldn’t fully think straight.

Jungkook had already turned you away from the wall, back you up until you lost your balance from his bed, sitting down in front of him as a pout suddenly jutted on your lips at the look on his face, “As you were saying?” He mocked before grabbing your chin, “After all, weren’t you the one that asked me to kiss you?” 

He grabbed your thighs, yanking them to pull you closer making you yelp out, “Ah! Jungkook, stop…!” You whined out, covering your face, but it wasn’t a plea for him to stop what he was doing- but to stop teasing you. 

This made Jungkook smirk, “Stop what?” 

“You know what!” 

Jungkook kneeled down with a hum, pushing up your slip, “No I don’t think I do.” His hand suddenly squeezed tight against the open skin of your thigh, “Look at me when I speak to you.” His tone of voice was causing knots to form in your stomach. 

But these were not out of nervous, but excitement, your body was flush and his tone was sent straight to your cunt that was throbbing at just his words. You however only shook your head, purposely making this harder for him then needed. 

Jungkook’s hand reached out to your throat once more, grabbing it making a soft moan escape you as he forced you to look at him, that single second could’ve lasted an eternity before he scoffed, “You enjoy being disobedient do you?” 

You still refused to look him in the eyes, now flustered at his words as he taunted you further, “Where’d your tongue go?” Jungkook asked, squeezing your throat tighter making a whined moan escape you, “Thought you didn’t like to be bossed around?” 

“Don’t tease me Jungkook.” You finally managed to mumble out, trying to not let him fluster you anymore in this position. 

Jungkook chuckled, “When you make it this easy it’s difficult not too princess,” You jolted at the feeling of his hand releasing your neck once more to grab your thighs instead, pressing an open wet kiss against the inner side that was sent straight to your cunt. 

You could feel it, glossy and aroused, sticking to your panties as you breathed out softly, your thighs, as if on their own parted for him further as he pressed his tongue against your skin, hot and wet as he dragged it closer to your cunt. 

“Mm…! Jungkook…” You mumbled out, trying to calm your rapidly beating heart. 

Jungkook’s lips only suckled against your other thigh as he moaned softly, “Relax princess, ‘m not gonna do anything you aren’t ready for.” His hands were stroking your outer thighs in continuous pets.

His hands trailed up to the band of your panties playing with them as he spoke, “Besides, I’m sure this is nothing new to you…” 

This made you scoff briefly, trying to ignore the fact that he was so close to your cunt, “It is as a matter of fact!” You replied, “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you but I don’t have-” 

“But Seokjin-”

“What about him?” You frowned, trying to not let your face look so flustered, was now really the time for this conversation!? “He never not once was under my skirt like you are right now!” You looked away from him closing your eyes to ignore the way your cheeks throbbed, “So yes! This is very new to me- Ah! Jungkook!” 

Jungkook had suddenly ripped your panties off, as in, literally ripping the material before he pulled you by the thighs closer to him, his tongue suddenly pressing into your folds making you yelp in surprise, your hands immediately buried into his soft hair. 

“Good,” Jungkook growled out against your cunt, his tongue dragging up to- “He doesn’t deserve to be anywhere near this cunt, doesn’t deserve to play with your clit.” 

He sucked against the bundle of nerves making a loud moan escape you, “Mine. This right here princess? Is mine,” He hissed out before letting his tongue lap against your bud once more making your thighs squirm as you whimpered out, pleasure immediately blossoming in your body. 

“Ah…! Jungkook, ah-” You couldn’t even form a full sentence at the feeling of his hot tongue dragging against your folds. 

His fingers dug into your thighs hard enough that it would surely leave some form of bruising, “Mine, this is  my cunt now.” He moaned softly, dragging his tongue down to your little hole, “Fuck, your so wet princess,” He pushed his tongue in making you whimper out, jolting making him grip you even tighter. 

Your walls tightened around his tongue in need as your eyes immediately squeezed shut upon feeling his fingers ghost of your sensitive clit making you cry out just as a knock echoed out making you jolt in your spot. 

Jungkook made a noise of displeasure, his tongue dragging out of your hole back to your clit making you squirm, biting down on your lip hard to keep a moan from escaping you. 

“Princess, I’m here to help you get ready!” Wheein chirped from the other side of the door. 

“Jungkook…!” You whimpered out quietly as his lips suckled your clit making a sharp pleasure thrum in your body, your eyes immediately closing as your hips buckled against him, “...Mmph fuck! Ah…” 

The pleasure quickly built into something more and more intense as Jungkook wettly kissed your clit before letting his tongue drag against it before he found the sweetest little spot to suckle against. 

Your thighs had nearly suffocated him as the pleasure suddenly snapped in your body, desperate, quiet whines escaping you as you came for him just as he had hoped, his tongue soothingly sucking on your clit once more as your thighs twitched against him. 

He released his hold on you as he looked up at you with that stupidest smirk on his face, lips glossed in your arousal as he licked them making you unable to resist the urge to shove him out of embarrassment, “Jeon Jungkook!” 

“You can come in!” Jungkook called out already standing up with a brief chuckle, “Apologies to keep you waiting, I just wanted to check her wound from earlier to make sure it was okay.” 

He opened the door to not only Wheein but Taehyun as well as you fumbled to push your skirt down, smoothing it out as you embarrassingly looked anywhere but at them. 

“Of course Sire it’s not a problem!” Wheein smiled as she walked in with Taehyun, none the wiser. 

Or more like she just actively chose to pretend like she didn’t see your outer dress on the ground by the wall that made it very obvious what had happened. 

Gods give you strength…

“I don’t suppose you know when the Princess is going to be making an appearance at her own banquet?” Jimin exclaimed as he stretched out, a large mug of ale in his hand as he sat down next to the Prince. 

Jungkook had been enjoying himself, as well as he could without your company, just the memory of being up your skirt an hour ago was enough to keep him in his thoughts, eager for the next moment he could get you alone, “Wheein was taking her time getting her ready. She’ll probably be down soon enough.” 

“Good, good!” Jimin nodded, “I was worried quite frankly, given how the duel came to an end that she’d be down in the dumps about it.” 

“Oh she was trying to be,” Jungkook replied dismissively, “I wouldn’t allow it though, Seohyun was a snake to the bitter end and I won’t allow her to dismiss her own victory because of it.” 

Jimin hummed at this but the smirk that began to coil on his lips told a different story, “You seem to be getting awfully close with the Princess these days.” 

“She’s my wife.” Jungkook replied, as if that was supposed to explain the change in his behavior. 

“Ah yes but you didn’t seem to care beforehand, if I remember correctly,” Jimin tapped his chin with a smug look, “But now you’re going out of your way to coddle her? It’s all very sweet really.” 

“I’m doing no such thing,” Jungkook reeled back with a huff, coddling? He didn’t coddle anyone, he in all truth had no idea what Jimin was even referring to. 

Jungkook treated you the way he treated everyone else, fairly and with respect. 

“Jimin, what are you giving our Prince a hard time about now?” Hoseok pulled out a chair on the opposite side of Jungkook, taking a seat. 

To this Jimin grinned, “I was just pointing out to our dense friend that he’s been quite affectionate and soft with our Princess.” 

“She isn’t yours.” The sharpness in Jungkook’s tone even took himself by mild surprise, a greedy little voice in the back of his head clawing and snapping at the thought of anyone trying to claim you as theirs. 

Hoseok and Jimin exchanged looks of surprise before they both began to laugh, making Jungkook sink back into his seat, his eyes glaring into his cup in semi embarrassment at not evening thinking before he spoke. 

“Ah, I see what you mean,” Hoseok laughed as he gave a hardy pat on Jungkook’s shoulder, “Our dear friend has always had a possessive streak hasn’t he?” 

“Mhm,” Jimin goaded, “He’s always been like this when it comes to the things he holds dearest to him.” 

Jungkook was beyond feeling miserable now at their relentless teasing he was at the mercy of and his only saving grace was your arrival to the celebration. The guard had announced her name causing everyone to pause at the sight of you entering. 

You still seemed a little unsure of yourself, all of the stares expectantly on you, but once the cheers rang out a soft, demure smile tugged on your lips. 

And Jungkook could not keep his eyes off of you, your dress hugged tight at your waist despite the skirt being made of an excessive amount of maroon fabric, which if he looked close enough he could see a peep of skin showing in a daring slit from your dress. 

It was an edgier look in the court but when it came to you he knew you could wear anything and make it look good, not only this but after finding out how you felt about restrictive clothing, he wanted to somehow incorporate your comfort into Penumbra’s latest fashion. 

There wasn’t any excuse for the cut out beneath your breasts or the thin layers of gold that highlighted your shoulders and arms, even all the way down to your hands which were covered in delicate golden silk to match though he secretly wished you wouldn’t be so self conscious about them. 

After all it was from your courage that so many had been saved from the fire in the market. 

Pulling up your skirt a little you made your way over to your husband, trying to not let yourself feel any more nervous than you had been. But just meeting his eyes made you straighten, it looks like he was ready to pounce on you! 

Just the lingering memory the previous hour made you feel hot that no amount of undressing would be able to solve. 

Hoseok had gotten out of his chair bowing to you before he pulled it out further for you as you smiled at him gracefully, “Thank you.” 

“Of course Princess.” Hoseok replied with a wink before whispering, “He's been waiting for you.” 

He pushed your chair in as your smile became shy at his words, you had been giddy the whole hour Wheein had gotten you ready and she, though hadn’t pried, had alluded to her excitement for you at how close it seemed you and Jungkook were getting. 

You just hoped things were going too fast, or that you were reading into his advances, he did like you too…right? This wasn’t just some attempt to get under your skirt for the sake of it? 

Jungkook had only briefly glanced at you before grabbing the arm of your chair making you jump, your lips parting in surprise at his pure strength as he dragged your chair next to his, the arm of each chair now touching. 

“Was I not close enough before?” You breathed out, in semi surprise, your noses almost touching. 

“No.” 

You tried to keep eye contact with him but his cool gaze had become almost fiery and intense, too much for you to bear as you shied away under his hot stare. 

Jimin gave a loud cough as if to cut the tension between you both as he spoke, “Congratulations Princess! What was it like, now having your first duel under your belt?”

You quickly perked up at this, anything to save you from Jungkook’s all consuming, hungry gaze, “Are you telling me there will be more like this in the future?” 

“Hopefully not,” Jimin laughed, “But don’t be surprised if you’re challenged again. After all, you still have much to learn with a blade, and a bow now, I heard?” 

You nodded at this, “Yes, I think I’ll be doing much better now though, with the pressure of the duel finally over. That and now Jungkook won’t have to dedicate all of his free moments to me.” “Not just his free moments,” Hoseok commented as he tapped his chin, “But just about every moment, he was really behind all of his work from focusing-” 

“Jung.” Jungkook glared at him though Hoseok looked hardly threatened. 

“Every moment?” Your eyes became concerned, “Jungkook! Is that why you’ve been working so late into the night?” 

“You don’t need to worry about it.” Jungkook replied to you, his gaze melting into somewhat of a neutral look, “What matters is what training you did get paid off, you’ll only become better with time. Now that the duel is over we don’t have to be so rigorous anymore.” 

You were going to exclaim how happy you were to hear that but the conversation was quickly interrupted by a less than welcoming face. 

“Congratulations Princess,” The knight you had become ill of, Claudin stood in front of the table before bowing, “You have surely become a strong opponent in a short amount of time. You’re sure to be a good Queen for Penumbra.” 

You frowned at his words before trying to muster a polite smile, “Thank you, we’ll just have to see what the future holds.” 

“Of course,” Claudin smirked, reaching out to grab your hand making you squeak in surprise, just as he leaned in to kiss it he paused at the sight of a blade at his throat. 

It seemed nobody but your small group had taken notice of the fact that Jungkook was now standing up right but leaned forward over the table, a dagger in his hand and a glare in his eyes, “Let go of my wife.” There was a calm chill in them. 

Claudin’s gaze dropped to the hilt of the knife before he scoffed, letting go of your hand as Jungkook sat back in his seat, putting the dagger back into its hidden place in his pocket. 

“I’d be careful where you place your allegiance, Your Highness.” Claudin commented but said no more as he walked away, leaving you confused as to whether he was referring to you or Jungkook. 

You didn’t have time to mull it over though when you held the strong grip of your husband's hand suddenly finding the slit in your dress to grab your bare thigh making you squirm as your hand darted to grab his wrist, both of you now staring at one another. 

Jungkook’s eyes were dark and he didn’t relent as his thumb brushed against your thigh nearly making them tremble at being so close to your- Had he always been so…? 

Your mind wasn’t working properly anymore due to your cunt immediately soaking your panties in excitement, hormones were pumping through your veins wanting nothing more then for him to just grabbed you and open your-

“That was…something.” Yoongi frowned, who had been standing behind your chair, observing everything up until this point. 

“Something odd,” Jimin scoffed as he sharply watched Claudin make his way back over to the table of aristocrats, most drunk and clearly only here for the drinks and food. 

It was difficult to focus on Jimin’s words though when Jungkook’s hand had an iron grip on your inner thigh making you try to not squirm, and not matter how hard you tried to discreetly pry his hand off you it only made him stubbornly hold on tighter. 

“Are you okay Princess?” Hoseok peered at you curiously.

To most it might seem as if he was checking on you after Claudin had grabbed your hand, it wasn’t as if you were shaken by the gesture, just taken by surprise. But you had a feeling he had noticed your slight squirming. 

“I am.” You gave up, finally letting go of Jungkook’s wrist, the stubborn battle being hidden by the table cloth anyways, “I was just surprised is all. That wasn’t necessary to do Jungkook.” You turned to him slightly. 

Jungkook’s nostrils flared a little as he leaned back in his seat cooly, “It was. Last time he was involved in anything you were quite upset, if you needed the reminder.” 

You huffed at his words, was he really being sulky right now? 

Though it was a slow process you were beginning to understand Jungkook’s odd language, had this happened during the first month of your stay you would’ve taken his words as if he was being snide or vicious with you. 

But you could see the slightest jut in his lips, his clenched jaw and his hair, which had grown past his brows, dusting over his eyes slightly. 

It really made him look sulky, and his voice, a bit deeper than normal, wasn't helping his case. In fact, it was difficult to even take him seriously. 

“He was just congratulating me.” You replied diplomatically. 

Hoseok tapped his chin in thought, “He hasn’t been bothering you has he?” 

“Not if I can help it,” Yoongi snorted, his arms crossed as his eyes sharply scanned the room, “Unless he’s managed to weasel his way into your room through the window.” 

Jimin snorted, “He’d be met with Jungkook’s dagger and not near the amount of kindness as of now.” 

“There was no reason for a dagger to be involved at all!” You protested lightly, “He only grabbed my hand. Let’s not focus on this,” You pouted at everyone's attention now on Claudin’s figure, haughtily sipping wine as if he knew you all were talking about him, “Let’s celebrate tonight and worry about this no more.” 

“Yes,” Hoseok nodded, “I do agree, after all this is your banquet Princess.”

You smiled at this as you clapped your hands together, “Taehyun?” You called out, causing the boy who had been standing off to the side to perk up, “Can you fetch us all a mug of the strongest ale you have? One for yourself as well. I want this to be a merry night!” 

“Right away your Highness!” Taehyun looked gleeful at the permission to be allowed a drink. 

“Only one.” Jungkook immediately spoke after you with a sharp gaze on his servant. 

“Of course Sire.” Taehyun puffed his chest, not taking Jungkook’s words to heart seeing as he had you on his side for this. 

You only laughed softly at their interaction, at first you had been dreading tonight but after being here with everyone you had grown so close to, your heart couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy. 

You did want to remember tonight with fondness. 

You couldn’t remember how many pints of ale you had, or whatever shot of liquor Jimin had given to you, all you knew was that the moment you had asked Jungkook if you could retire to bed, you had stood up and nearly face planted into the ground. 

Jungkook had also drank much liquor, but he seemed to be holding it together much better than you seeing as you had once again found your drunkenly being carried by him, only this time your arms were wrapped around his neck, nestled into the crook, your feet happily swinging as you let out a soft giggle. 

Jungkook grunted as he made it up the first half of the staircase, leaning against the wall with a groan as he closed his eyes, “What’s so funny princess?” 

“Mmm,” You closed your eyes as well, relishing in his warmth as you giggled once more, shaking your head, “Was jus’ thinkin’ about when you carried me last time, you didn’t have any trouble.” 

“I was sober.” Jungkook groaned as slumped against the wall but his grip on you didn’t change, “Every time I open my eyes the world is slowly turning.” 

He let out one last breath before he straightened up, opening his eyes once more trying to walk a straight line as he carefully managed the next round of staircase that spiraled upward. His words made you open your eyes once more, demure and tired, “What if I gave you some motivation?” 

It wasn’t that you were too drunk to understand what you were saying, but it was more like you were drunk enough to no longer care to say what you’d usually let stay locked secure in your head. 

“Oh?” Jungkook raised his brows but he didn’t dare look at you, for all his mental energy was going into taking one easy step up at a time, “And what could you possibly do that would be so motivatin-” 

His words were cut off by his breathy moan at your lips attaching to his neck, you had been staring at the patch of skin for the last five minutes and you couldn’t resist anymore, you wanted to kiss it tenderly, savoring every little sound you could get out of him. 

Jungkook felt like his knees were going to collapse on him at your tongue dragging over his skin, a soft moan leaving your lips as your hands wound tighter around his neck, pressing small kisses over the patch of skin that was slowly turning red. 

“Fuck,” Jungkook gritted out, his hands slowly grabbing you harder, “I think you’re making it worse princess.” 

But despite his words his legs were moving on their own to get up this last godforsaken set of stairs, sighing in relief as he wobbled over to the entryway to the corridor, all of the candles had been blown out and it was dark but he managed to find the door to his room. 

Whatever struggle he had before seemed to completely diminish at the sight of the bed, he had dropped you just in front of the end of the bed as you wobbled, it didn’t take much to throw you off balance especially when he grabbed your waist, yanking you down with him as you tumbled on top of him. 

Jungkook was seated now with you straddling him, trying to make yourself more comfortable but he wouldn’t allow it, grabbing at your throat with a tight squeeze making you gasp a moan as he pressed your lips against his.

His tongue was pushing into your mouth greedily as you whined out, hands tugging at his hair with a harsh yank that had a deep moan vibrating into your mouth. The kiss was much sloppier than the one you had earlier in the day, tongues clashing and ungodly moans escaping you both as his hands slid from your waist to your hips, encouraging the friction from your hips against him. 

Jungkook could feel his cock stirring, hardening under your constant squirming and the sound of your pretty moans as you whined into his mouth, hands desperately pulling at his hair as you managed to get sat in his lap the way you wanted to, the front of your dressed bunched up now so you could properly rub against him. 

Your panties were soaked through as you rubbed down against his thick, hard on making him let out a rough growl, grabbing at your hips, “Stop that.” He snapped out, harshly grabbing at your throat as he pulled you away. 

You let out a drunk giggle sticking out your tongue childishly at him, “Make me.”  

Jungkook’s nostril’s flared in a heat of lust, grabbing at your chin before he spat in your mouth making you gasp, lips trembling at the feeling of his hot wet salvia in your mouth.

He pressed a finger on your lips as he spoke quietly, “Swallow.” 

It was a demand that you couldn’t refuse. 

Something about the gesture though…

Had you not drunk so much it would’ve delivered in a very sexy manner, but given you had drank much…well you were very thankful the window had been opened to let in a chilled breeze otherwise you’d simply have to die for throwing up elsewhere. 

“It wasn’t even that bad.” Jungkook tried to console you but you weren’t having any of it, you felt gross now and curled up under the duvet too embarrassed to even look at him. 

“It was! I feel awful.” You whimpered out, your dress feeling too tight now and you just wanted to get out of it and into something comfortable. 

Jungkook chuckled softly at this, “At least let me help you get changed, there’s no way you’re comfortable in that.” 

You peaked out from the duvet at him, a sulky pout on your lips as he sat upright on the bed, hair hanging down as he peered at you with a warmth in his eyes you hadn’t seen before, something like endurement in his eyes as he gestured to you, “C’mere.” 

It was difficult to not crawl into his embrace, his hands were soft and tender on your skin as he carefully undid the back of your dress.

Goosebumps covered your skin from the chilled air and your breasts exposed, nipples hardening as you sat up right, shifting a little as Jungkook pulled the beautiful material off of you, you could feel your face flushing with heat, the tips of your ears burning as you looked anywhere but at him.

Not totally unfamiliar with him between your parted legs, but this time he seemed to be drinking up the sight of your half naked body, his hands tracing down your naked waist as if wanting to become acquainted with every little curve there was to know. 

“Jungkook…” You let out a soft whine but he said nothing in return, instead he chose to lean in to press a kiss just at your ribcage, his lips were soft, tender even as he pressed another between your breasts before trailing them down your left tit. 

You had to bite down on your lip to surprise a moan, watching his lips part as he gathered your hardened bud into his mouth, sucking on it as if it were a sweet treat, the moan was sharp as your thighs clenched around his body.

His other hand found your right tit before giving it a soft squeeze as you whimpered out, your cunt aching at not being touched and your panties were completely ruined, he moaned softly against your tits, squeezing and playing with your buds before he released them from his hold. 

Your lips had trembled into a pout at the way he stood up, as if he hadn’t just completely turned you on and then left you high and dry, he had been rummaging through his dresser before he found one of his nightwear shirts, white and big. 

“What?” He asked innocently at your lips that kept sporting their pout. 

“Why did you do that?.” You finally whined out, as he pulled the top over your head. 

“Because I wanted to.” He replied simply, a smile tugging on his lips as he tenderly began undoing the elaborate hairstyle Wheein had done for you. 

Jungkook carefully took out each of the ornate hair accessories that had matched your dress as you continued to pout, “I meant all of this.” You whispered. 

Jungkook paused as he stared at you in confusion, “What do you mean?” 

“This isn’t some game is it? For you? Trying to make me fall in love with you?” Your lips trembled a little as you drunkenly rambled, “Because if so, you really are as cruel as they say.” 

“Is it a game for you?” Jungkook’s eyes darkened a little with a frown, as he leveled with you, his eyes piercing in the darkness, “Because it isn’t for me.” 

There was something in his eyes that bothered you, he looked at you as if he wasn’t sure he could fully trust you, but your head was pounding and alcohol was still running strong in your veins, you couldn’t decipher that look even if you wanted to. 

“No.” You ushered softly, lips twisting into a plushy pout once more. 

Jungkook stared at you for a long moment as if trying to decide something before he grabbed your chin delicately, “Then stop worrying.”

He leaned in to press a soft kiss on your lips once more as you moaned softly against him. 

Any thoughts or ideas of him possibly betraying your trust and your growing love were put to rest. 

Your head dully ached as you groaned, opening your eyes as you stretched out with a yawn, unable to really move though at the arms that caged your body, an unfamiliar head pressed into the crook of your neck and a chest laid against your back. 

“Mm, you’re crushing me.” You slurred out with a whine, trying to wiggle out from under Jungkook’s grip. 

He hummed, half asleep as he shifted a little, letting you out from under him with ease, though not allowed to escape his arms as he tugged you right back against him, now on your side. Your eyes closed once more but trying to sleep was useless at the dull throb of your head. 

You rubbed it with a quiet whine before twisting around to face Jungkook, his eyes opened sleepily to see a soft pout on your lips as he groaned, “Do you have any other expression besides that princess?” 

“My head hurts.” 

“That happens when you drink more than a grown man.” 

“I did not…!” You objected.

“You did,” Jungkook chuckled at this, his eyes closing once more as his hand found the side of your neck, fingers tracing down to your shoulder causing your skin to prick at the feathery touch, “I didn’t think you could outdrink me but I’m sure you did.” 

You huffed at this, snuggling under the warm covers once more as you answered, “I don’t really remember much after we all took whatever Jimin brought us.” 

“Oh? You don’t remember giving me this?” Jungkook lazily pointed to his neck and at first you were confused until you saw the dark spot making you nearly choke on your saliva. 

“Oh my god! I’m…I didn’t…I mean I.” You stumbled with your words, unable to fully get the words out. 

“No I think you did,” Jungkook grabbed at your neck, his grip gentle but firm, his lips brushing against your ear with a murmur “I remember enough princess and it seemed like you really wanted to jump on my dick.” 

“Stop!” 

He was cackling as you smacked his shoulder, squirming to get out of his grip, “I…! I did not…!” But that would be a lie to say you didn’t, because while you didn’t remember everything you said, you certainly remembered climbing into his lap and…

You covered your face, trying to hide away your embarrassment for acting so indecent last night. And then when he spit…! And you…”Ugh don’t remind me anymore! I’m starting to remember more than I want.” 

“At least you didn’t throw up on me.” It was hardly any consolation as Jungkook chuckled once more, “I’ll be sure to not do that next time. Seems you have a weak stomach.” 

“Only because I had drank so much!” You objected with a sore pout. 

“Oh?” Jungkook curved a brow. 

What you hadn’t expected was for him to suddenly roll you both over, now on your back as he hovered over you, “Are you saying you wouldn’t throw up now?” 

“Jeon Jungkook!” You squeaked out, his hand was quickly becoming a familiar feeling on your throat as he grabbed it with a firm squeeze making a breathy moan escape you. 

“Open,” Jungkook squeezed your throat once more with a quiet command, “Let’s see if you can swallow and keep it down.” 

“We drank last night Jungkook!” You cried out with another squirm, the flusteredness clear as day on your face and it gave him a good chuckle, clearly what he was looking for as he smirked, releasing your throat from his grip. 

Collapsing down on top of you as you whined, Jungkook shifted to lay beside you, grabbing your waist to bring you close once more,”You’re a lot easier to fluster than I anticipated.” He pressed a kiss against your head as you huffed, curling against his chest as you closed your eyes once more. 

“And very grumpy when hungover as well.” He pinched your side making you shove him a little, one eye opening to glare at him. 

A soft knock at the door arrived making you groan as you buried back against Jungkook, you had duties today that you couldn’t shrink but you certainly wanted too. You let out a noise of complaint at Jungkook prying himself away from you as he stretched out, “Come in.” 

Taehyun and Wheein had entered as they greeted you both before they began to prepare you for the day. Begrudgingly might you add, you had tried to not whine about it though. 

After you were prepared for the day, Jungkook parted with you as he had work to get done and you did as well. 

The day morning had flown by between meetings with the construction crew, having to walk on sight with various business owners and start outlining what shops would go where, your hangover thankfully did not last the entire time, albeit you were secretly miserable half the morning. 

By midday you had ate your lunch in the library accompanied by several books and the treasurer had come to visit to update you on what your budget was looking like as orders for materials were starting to be placed. 

Soon the afternoon came and that was when you shuffled your way to the War Room to meet with Jeong Dae, your least favorite part of the day. You sat down across from him, letting out a sigh unintentionally.

He curved a brow, “A busy day I take it?” 

“We started to lay the groundwork for where the shops will go in the new district this morning,” You answered, bringing out your folder which had become increasingly heavier each day, “We’ve already run into some problems though, the first being the Royal Seamstress was hoping to have her shop towards here…”

You pulled out the construction map that the crew had been kind enough to draw up for you, you pointed towards the back outlining, “But that would push over into the housing district. It would also be in our best interest to perhaps have the armory here.” 

“The armory?” Jeong Dae questioned, confused as to what you meant. 

“Well,” You paused, feeling stupid all of a sudden before you shrugged, “In my lessons with Namjoon he was telling me that in previously, when Penumbra was built, there was meant to be some sort of,” You frowned, trying to find the right word for what you meant, “Defense, for each district if you will, in case of an invasion.” 

You didn’t like saying the word, but even if you weren’t in on all of the outer politics at the moment, you weren’t stupid to know that despite the Rite of Peace, many nations were still hostile towards Penumbra. 

You hoped you didn’t live to see the time where something of that level of destruction happened, but if it did…well you wanted Penumbra to be at its strongest.

This surprised Jeong Dae, or more like he seemed taken aback by your consideration of it, “In case of an invasion?” He hummed, sitting back in his seat as he evaluated your words. 

“Just in case,” You answered weakly, “I do wish things will settle, but if not…It would be good wouldn’t it? That way both the market district and the housing district will have access to weaponry.” 

“And you didn’t think that perhaps there will not be enough for both districts?” Jeong Dae challenged making you puff and breath as you crossed your arms stubbornly. 

“I did, but I thought it would be better to have it there so the housing district will have some line of defense. The Market district is just outside the barracks, they would have the first line of defense.” You challenged him back. 

Jeong Dae leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms as he eyed you carefully, “You’ve been doing your research I see. Very well, but you will have to deal with the Yang Seamstress family.” 

“I’ll meet with them first thing tomorrow morning,” You replied firmly, a small smile tugging on your lips, “You won’t regret this decision Jeong Dae.” 

“It matters not,” Jeong Dae waved a hand dismissively, “Despite the rumblings of the other Kingdoms, they do not have the courage to go against us once more, not after the Five Year year.” 

You frowned at his words, “You’re truly that confident in Penumbra’s abilities?” 

“No,” Jeong Dae answered plainly, “I’m confident in the statement we made when we ended the war. And even so, if a Kingdom was bold enough, now that we have access to the Noxtria mines in Eunoia, our weapons will be the strongest nations have ever seen. Only a fool would dare take us on.” 

You only shook your head in disdain, “You underestimate what fear can drive a nation to do.” 

“Are you suggesting you know something I don’t?” Jeong Dae leaned forward in his seat with a prowess in his eyes. 

“No,” You answered plainly, ignoring it, “I’m merely stating a fact, and I know this because after all, I am a Eunoian, we know fear at its core.” 

Jeong Dae was about to reply but he was cut off by the sound of the door opening, an unexpected visitation of the king and your husband, both looking ready to go blows to blow with one another. 

“This is ridiculous!” Jungkook hissed out, stopping in front of his father, “You’re going to take his word over mine!?” 

“Move Jungkook.” Dae Seong growled out, eyes glaring over his son’s shoulder into you making you straighten up in your seat as you briefly looked at Jeong Dae who seemed to have frowned at the unsightly appearance of the two. 

Not just two but Di Jin had appeared behind his father quickly after. 

“What is the meaning of this?” Jeong Dae sighed in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“We’re here to take the Princess into questioning.” Di Jin replied, arms crossed and his eyes cold and calculating as you scoffed. 

“I beg your pardon?” Your brows were raised in offense at his words, had he not already questioned you just mere days ago? “On what charge is this for?” 

Di Jin’s eyes narrowed on you as he gestured for his servant to come into the room, the sight had you immediately standing up in your seat, “Wheein! What is the meaning of this!?” 

Wheein cried out at the back of her skull being grabbed by the servant, apprehending her no matter how hard she tried to struggle. 

Di Jin narrowed his gaze on you “We’re here on charges of possible treason of your handmaid for your attempted assassination.” 

#bts #bts jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader smut #bts imagine #bts scenario #jungkook imagine #bts au

[weskersluvrrrrrrrrr]

Hey man🔥 you should like uh totally do somthing where Wesker just edges male reader yeah, like when Wesker just teases him so much he forgets his name lmao

Albert Wesker x reader

nsfw

Romantic

Male reader

A/n: theres no plot. Like we get straight into it. Feel free to request something if you like my writing

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"Albert- Please, I- can't!" You cried out, hips bucking upwards as he turned up the vibrator that was strapped to your tip. Tears prickled in your eyes from overstimulation, all you could think of was how badly you wanted Albert to make you cum.

"Now now, dearheart. I believe it was you who wanted this. Isn't that correct?" Wesker smirked as he noticed how you got closer and closer, turning the vibrator down right before your orgasm.

"b-but- please! Need- need to-" Barely able to speak you stuttered and stumbled over your words, trying to think of what to say.

"Need to what, dear? You need to tell me exactly what you want..." He chuckled, watching you drool as you tried to have a coherent thought.

"need to- need to cum, let m-me cum... Albert- please!" You choked out your words, sobbing as he turned the vibrator up to the max. Your moans and whimpers grew louder and finally, after so long you came. And you came hard. You could barely breathe and all you could think about was how good it felt. Collapsing down onto the bed, you stared at Albert, dizzy from cumming so hard.

"Oh, look at you... you did so good for me, such a good boy. But were not finished just yet..."

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#albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #resident evil #albert wesker x you #wesker x you #albert wesker x male reader

[stxuxrniolochris]

valentine’s day - chris sturniolo

summary- first ever valentine’s day with bf chris,, mainly fluff, what will he plan for you two?

i woke up and checked the time: 11:35. i have 2 and a half hours till chris picks me up. Well until matt picks me and chris up. I stretched and made my way to the bathroom to shower. I had an everything shower last night for today. I was so excited. After I used the bathroom I did my makeup and got dressed. I decided to were a white sweater with red hearts on it and a small black skirt but with tights, because it was cold and Chris said to just were casual stuff. When I finishing the last few details like, perfume and lipgloss I got a text

Chris: we’ll be there in 5, make sure ur warm. Love you

Y/n: perf, see you. Love you too

You guys have been dating for 10 months, but even the little things still make your stomach fill with butterflies and get all flushed. Neither you and Chris were big romantic people, both thinking it was corny but Chris still made a lot of effort for you birthday and Christmas, which you appreciated. I was thinking about what he will do. A movie? A dinner? What ever it is I’m happy.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the doorbell rang. I jumped up, grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. I opened the door with a big smile on my face, i was greeted by Chris. He was wearing the outfit when we first met. Even though we started dating like 6 months after we met, I always liked him. Glad I wore my small heals to dress up my outfit a more. And his eyes. God his blue eyes i could get lost in them.

“Hey baby, you look beautiful” he spoke while handing you a bouquet of glitter roses.

“You remembered” you said sort of high pitched. He chuckled at your excitement “ofcourse I did” I was talking about glitter roses and how pretty they were since we met. You handed him a small box “ for me!?!” He said while laughing and opening you just nodded quickly and waited for him to see what it was is. “Wow” it was a chain with both your intials carved into the pendent at the top. “ I love it so much” he said while kissing you. “Now everyone will know that ur all mine” he said while smirking, you rolled your eyes “I’m glad you like it” you giggle as he put it on.

“ now come on I have somthing planned” he said pulling you in by the waist and giving you a soft peck, before grabbing your hand and walking towards the car. “What do you have planned” you smile “well then it wouldnt be a surprise” he said while smiling- almost as much as you. You thought you were walking to the car until you got to the top of your driveway and there was no car. “ where the car” you looked at Chris confused “ we’re walking” he said with a smirk.

After a bit of walking and chatting there was a moment of silence. Not awkward though. We were hand in hand while the sun was setting. Just the two of us “ you look you so pretty, you know that” he said still looking forward but smiling slightly “ your not too bad yourself” you reply while turning to look at him. He smiled and gently and playfully nudged you with his side. 5 minutes more of walking you finally realize where you headed as you gett to the top of a woods beside his house. There was a spot in the middle of the woods that was beside a ring of water. It was perfect at sunset and night. No one else knew about it. It was are spot.

As we got closer to the I saw a dim light coming from it. We stood infront of it and there was a picnic blanket with fairy lights and fake candles around it. There were roses and chocolate on the picnic blanket , pillows and blankets all on it too. You were in shock. You slightly felt tears brimming in your eyes. Not sad at all but happy and excitement, you just felt so loved. “Chris you did all of this” your voice slightly cracking. “What I can’t do something nice for my girl?” He said while I hugged him tight. “ I love you so so much” I whispered, bearly audible but he heard. “ I love you so much more that you will ever know” he said while you cling around his waist.

You both are laying down cuddling on the blankets. You were laying in your backs and looking up at the sky, which was now fully set. He props himself up on one elbow and turn to look at you, causing you to look at him. He tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear and holds you check, cupping it with his hand. Just looking into eachother eyes. You could have sworn you both had gotten closer. You were inches apart “ I don’t know how I got so lucky to have you y/n” you connect your lips to his after hearing that, he’s still slightly hovering over you. You pull apart and he rests his forehead on yours. “And you stuck with me forever” you says giggling. “ I think I can live with that” Chris said while pulling you close to him, so you’re laying on his chest while he holds you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day baby” he whispered against your ear.

Happy Valentine’s Day chrissy” you said his nickname on purpose, knowing it annoys him.

He just chuckles, as you post take in every last detail of that moment.

Should I do a part 2 but spicy?

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #chris x reader #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo triplets #chris x female #chris x y/n #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo virgin

[js-a-writer]

Tewksbury x fem!Reader I honestly dont mind if this is an angst oneshot, its completely up to you. If you want some more structure lmk and ill come up with some💜

Summary : *the request*

Warnings : just pure fluff

@nix-rose

*not proofread*

Tewksbury was taking a walk through the park he always go through, today he wasn't in any rush, as he had nothing iportnat he needed to do. He was sitting on a bench, just enjoying the scenery, when he noticed a girl, she had an easle in front of her and it appeared that she was painting something.

He saw other pieces of art scattered around her when he looked back at her, she quickly snapped her head back to the painting. He was curious but decided just to ignore it, seeing as he was a Lord now, and she might just be surprised so see him in the park around this time of day.

About an hour goes by, and Tewksbury noticed the girl staring at him more and more. She thought she was being sneeky, but much to her avail, she was not. He got suspicious, thinking 'what if she's going to kill me... maybe she's like the man in the brown bowler hat!' His suspicions were proved wrong when he snuck up behind the girl to see her painting him, sitting on the park bench.

She went to look over to the bench again, to see him not there. She looked at her surroundings, trying to find the young lord. Her long hair flowingas she did so. Tewksbury took notice of this and the way her face contorted into one of frustration and confusion as her eyes kept searching for him.

He hid behind he easle as she stood up to see if maybe he was coming back. But when she saw nothing, she sat back down and looked up to her easle, flinching and falling backwards off of her stool, as she screamed out in shock.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. I was just curious as to what you were painting." he said in a calming tone, trying to seem less intimidating. He truly didn't mean to scare her he just wanted to see how far she would go to find him again.

"No, it's fine. It's my fault honestly." she spoke softly, almost like a whisper, as he saw her cheeks heat up in embarrasment. "Don't be embarrassed, it looks really good, it's almost like staringat a refelction of myself." he spoke trying to reassure her everything was fine.

"It's not finshed, I haven't finished the face." she said softly. Tewksbury could see the panic fade from her features but saw it twist up into somthing he though tto be sadness? HE couldn't make her sad, not on their first encounter. He wanted to see eachother more, and if he made her sad there was no way she would want to see him again.

So he ran, all the way back to the bench he had previouslybeen sitting at, in the same position he was sat in just before he had terrifieed the poor girl. "What are you doing?" sh easked curious as to why he would run all the way over there and pose the same. "Letting you finish your painting, you said you didn't finish the face, so finish it. You can't leave a portrait undone now can you?" he told her, wantnig to make her happy again.

So she did, she finsihed the painting, only about 25 minutes later, she was finally done and called him over. "So, what do you think?" she asked quite giddily he noticed. "It's wonderful, I must have this hung up in my castle, if I can take it." he sent a quizical look her way. "I think I quite like this one, maybe I want to keep it..... I'm only joking ofcourse you can have it." she said teasing him. "Great, how much do I owe you for it?" he asked ready to pay full of whatever price you named. "It's free, you can have it. It is a painting of you ofcourse, and I didn't really ask befoe starting it." she told him. "Nonsense, I must pay you.... Well atleast let me take you somewhere, I would like to spend more time with you if you would like that too?" he said when she shook her head, as to say, 'you don't have to pay for it'.

Sh eofcourse said yes, and he helped pack up her painting supplies so they could go somehwre else, somewhere more private. They ended up going to a meadow and her drawing more sketches of him and the field, as he wathed her with admiration in his eyes. They asked questions about eachother trying to learn different things about one another.

"Well I live in a cottage with my mother,, we live right down that pathway," she stated as she pointed to a pathway leading out of the meadow. "we're not very rich, but we make the most of it. It's just my mother and I, it always has been, and she works at the bakery she owns in town."

A few minutes go by and she stops talking to draw the daisies in the field again, as he once again admires her and her beauty. "Can I see your sketch book?" he asked. She handed it to him, he flips through the pages seeing pictures of him from today, and scenery from all over London. He was astonished. He saw mor epictures of things like flowers, and what he guessed was her mother.

"These are extraordinary, you have to publish these somewhere.You could make a fortune off of these." he suggested fasinated by her artwork. "They're not that good. I probably wouldn't sell anything, and even if I did, I have no where to sell and no way to get the word out." she tried dissmissing the suggestion convinsing herslef it would never work.

"You could sell them in the park, I could help. Not with the painting ofcourse but everything else." she obliged sayikng sh ecould try in a few days.

He looked at her again, admiring her beauty and everything else about her. He thought of how much he liked her, possibly even loved her! That couldn't be he's only known her but less than 24 hours, but it feels right, he loves her!

Meanwhile she thinks about how she's gotten to know more about him these past few hours,she had a feeling towards him but she couldn't quite label it just yet. They were both admiring eachother for a few moments longer before he blurted out, "Can I kiss you?" in the softest most love-sick tone he could have mustered.

He hesitated before going to appologise. But before he could she responded, not with words but with a chaste kiss, full of love and admiration. That's what that feeling love, she finally figured out what it was, it was love!

"I love you!" they both said in unison, giggling and sealing it with another kiss, more passionate this time. Knowing how they both had felt.

I guess you could say, this was love at first sight.

Thank you so kuch for this request @nix-rose I loved writing it and hope you love it just as kuch as I do.

Make sure to keep leaving requests and voting on polls. ⤵️

#viscount tewkesbury marquess of basilwether #viscount tewksbury x reader #viscount tewksbury #x reader #fem!reader

[elerinna]

Easy

Crocodile x Reader

Sorry for any gramatical error, English isn't my first language.

Being the partner of Crocodile is not easy. Even when it's been years, even when nobody knows you are his significant other. He is not always here, some night he comes in the room to speak a little with me, he even wait until I fall asleep before returning to his job. Some other night when he come earlier I make him diner.

Today wasn't a good day to me. All I wanted was to go in bed and cuddle my big guy. But I am not even sure he'll be here tonight. So finally at home I don't eat, I don't change my clothes, no, I go directly to bed. I take his pillow in my arms and cry a little. When he is not home are the worst days. I fall asleep like that.

When I open my eyes the room is dark. I am sure it's morning so why is the room dark I didn't close the curtains yesterday… I was about to go up but somthing take my shirt and put me back on the bed. There I feel a breath next to me. I look closer and it was Crocodile. I start to feel tears going into my eyes and my throat tighning. I put my head on his chest and fall back asleep as his hand go on my shoulder pulling me more onto him. Maybe it was not the morning after all.

I open my eyes a second time. My head was not anymore on a hard chest but on a soft pillow. The smell of smoke and sand still in the air. The room is still as dark. And his not there anymore, he is never there the morning. I sigh and take again his pillow.

Yesterday was not a good day, nobody wanted to buy my products, and worst of all. A guy flirted with me and he didn't take no for an answer, so he promised to come to my home and prove his love. Who knows what he means by that.

But I'm safe, when we started to live at Alabasta Crocodile had demanded that my house was hidden far from any city's. It's better for him to come here and more safe for me. But still this guy had given me chills.

I stand on the floor and open my door. A strong smell of food go directly to my nose. The face of the guy before come to my head. I take the knife Crocodile gave me and walk slowly to the kitchen. It was a man in the kitchen not a bad one. Just mine. Okay maybe a bad one, but not to me.

The knife fell from my hand but the sand grabed it before it touch the floor. I am still trying to process what is happening, what the hell is he doing here. I run to him but something on the floor make me fall but he take me in his arms. I put my head in his neck inhalling his smell. I grip his clothes with my hands, it's like yesterday never happened. He put me down on a chair and go back to the kitchen without saying anything.

He came back with food. It seems I slept over breakfast. The food on my plate is certeinly crocodile meat, it's the only thing he can cook because it's his favorite food apart from the tomato. We eat together and he spent the evening with me at one point we started to dance in the dining room. He told me that yesterday he was already there when I came home and he decided to take a day off from his plan to take control over the country to spend it with me. He had certainly see me cried to sleep.

Before diner, while I was cooking he came with the guy that harassed me the day before. I froze.

He was trying to break in yesterday. Do you know him ?

I explained to him what he had told me before, and how I feared that he make his word true. A wicked smile took form on his face. A dangerous smile for the guy on his knees between us. He tried to speack but sand blocked his mouth.

So you wont be mad if I take care of him.

I was about to say that killing people was not a good thing, but all the fear he had bring to me came to memory.

No. Please, do whatever you want to him.

My hand started to skake and I return to my cooking. What if Crocodile was not there yesterday ? Is it because of him that he decided to take a day off and not my crying ? Or both ? I heard some screams then nothing. I finished the food and put ketchup on the plate to asesonate.

As I turn Crocodile hadn't move but the guy was on the floor, dead and completly dry of all liquid. I made a face at the corps but try to ignore it.

We eat in silence, then.

Next time don't add Ketchup. I hate that.

I know, I just wanted tu put some sauce.

After the dinner he take the corps out and I wash the dishes. When he come back he lift me and walk to the room.

Hey ! I didn't finished !

Tomorow.

He take off all of our clothes leaving us in undergarnement and lie on the bed with me on him.

You're mine and mine alone. so you don't have to fear the others as long as you are with me they wont lay a finger on you.

I smile and kiss his cheeks.

even Whitebeard ?

I asked to tease him.

Frown, what is this question, woman ? If you want be like the other guy you should just ask.

I laugh, it's not easy to have Crocodile as a boyfriend. He's full of himself, he kill people, he plan to take over a whole country. But we know each other since years and not even the gods could not separate us. Or Whitebeard in some case.

#one piece #one piece x reader #op #one piece x you #x reader #x y/n #x you #pirates #crocodile #crocomom #crocodile x reader #crocodile x you #op x reader #op x you #op x y/n #whitebeard #whitebeard pirates #alabasta #sand

[neverthelesshex]

Hide and seek

Jschlatt x reader

Summary:

What happens when someone calls you and wants to play a game of hide and seek

You had already had a long day your boss yelling at you for somthing that wasn't your fault, your printer breaking, coffee getting spilled on your skirt, and the overwhelming feeling of being watched.

As you get home you still feel a pair of invisible eyes on you **rrriiiiinnnngg** **rriiiiiinnnnggg**

"Hello??" You sneer annoyed

"Hey pretty y' all alone" the mystery man huskly wispers

"Good prank call dude find another number" you groan annoyed

"Mmmm no it's not you got a real pretty black skirt on hugs your ass so good" he huffs

"W...what" you Crack who the hell was this man and where is he

"How 'bout we play a game sweetheart you hide, and I seek if I find you I get a prize"

"N-NO WAY" you breath out

"1...2...3" you drop the phone before you can finish running upstairs into your bedroom hiding into your closet trying to cover yourself in clothes.

You hear your back door crack open your heart rate you hear heavy slumped foot steps comming up the stairs tears slipping from your eyes then your closet door opens

"Found you" he smiles "I've been s'lonely" he pulls you out from the clothes hugging you, you thought you'd be more scared but it melted away when you saw this teddy bear of a man

He starts to kiss you kissing in your hair your ears and neck "I've been needing to breed a pretty little minx like you, especially when you walk into the office with your skirts hugging you ass" he growls in you ear

'HE WORKS WITH YOU??-' your mind racing trying to think of his name

"S...schlatt??" You wisper

"Mmhmm you remeber my name pretty girl huh~" he hums while gripping your chin before kissing you, to his surprise you kiss back he tightens his grip on your chin and waist you finally let your arms snake around him feeling him up

"So you gonna let me breed ya sweet heart" he questions

"Mhm" you hum while nodding

"That's good" he says before walking you over to the bed and laying you down and him getting on top of you unbuttoning your blouse kissing along your collar bones and between the valley of your tits, you feel your panties dampen from this clenching your thighs

"You taste so good honey" jschaltt smiles

He pushes up your skirt rubbing the wet patch on your underwear it takes a second before he finds your clit and it sends vibrations though your body you let out a soft gasp

More fluid gushes from you "mmm y'gonna take my cock hun"

"Yes please" you whine

He slides off your damped panties stuffing them in his back pocket unbuttons his jeans and tugs them down just enough for his cock to spring out, he taps the head of his cock against your vulva before sliding it up and down causing a small gasp to escape he shoves his cock in making you groan gripping his shoulders

"F..fuck" you cry breathless your eyes slightly rolling back

He starts to form a pattern brushing your g-spot barley making you frustrated because you can just barely feel that bliss that you desperately craved

"Please go deeper jschaltt" you whine annoyed

"Man turning into a cock whore already" he smirks

He goes deeper pressing against you g spot just right making you let out guttural moans you start to feel the build up of an orgasm

"M'gnna cum" you wisper out

"Mm go ahead honey cum all over my cock" he says kissing you

Somthing in you snaps your legs start shaking and you're seeing stars jschaltt kisses you back into reality as you feel his warmth flood into you

he pulls up his pants and leaves

You hope he calls again

(Sorry this sucked I have 0 motivation o have a month left of collage and testing has been kicking my ass and I just got broken up with again he's dating his girl best friend I'll try to get motivation soon guys)

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[melanieph321]

Lichantony - Lisandro The Babysitter

Thank you @ori0 for this gif that made me want to write Lichantony again.❤️

Summary - Antony is in a bind and needs someone to take care of his energetic four year old son, Lorenzo, for the day. Reluctantly, Lisandro agrees to help, despite having zero experience with children.

Enjoy!

As Antony dropped off little Lorenzo at Lisandro's doorstep, he rattled off a series of instructions, leaving Lisandro feeling overwhelmed. "Make sure he eats his meals, takes his afternoon nap, and keep him entertained. He loves dinosaurs, so try to play with his toy dinosaur collection if you can. Oh, and I almost forgot, he's afraid of the dark, so make sure all the lights are on. Thanks, Licha, I owe you big time!"

"Um....right."

The house went quiet with Antony shutting the door behind him. Suddenly Lisandro wass left with a kid who hadn't been taught that it's rude to stare.

"What?" He hissed at the child.

"What are we gonna do today?"

"Watch TV."

Lisandro helped Lorenzo with his things, hanging the childs jacket and backpack on a hook in thehallway.

"But I'm hungry." Lorenzo said, as Lisandro gave the kid a quick tour of his apartment, settling in the living room.

"You can eat in front of the TV."

Lisandro flipped through the channels to find somthing child appropiate to watch. "Fear Factor. You like that show don't you?"

"No."

Lisandro ignored the boy and left him to make a light snack in the kitchen. He grabbed a caprisun from the fridge and a couple of apples from the fruit bowl, which he cut into ridiculously small pieces, muttering, "No one is choking on my watch."

He returned to the living room to see Lorenzo's eyes glued to the TV, an expression of terror on his faces.

"What? What's happening?" Lisandro rushed forward with the apples and caprisun, joining Lorenzo on the couch.

"Why are they making people eat those bugs?" Lorenzo covered his eyes with his hands.

"Don't look away." Lisandro laughed. "This is the best part."

"I don't wanna see." The boy cried.

"Oh come on."

As the only responsible adult in the house, Lisandro felt compelled to grabbed the remote and shut off the TV. Only then did little Lorenzo drop his hands from his face.

"How about we go to the park?"

"Yay!"

Kids could entertain themselves at the park, he thought, with all the swings and monkeybars they had down there. The first real obstacle Lisandro faced babysitting Lorenzo, came when they got back home to have lunch.

Unsure of his dietary preferences, Lisandro presented an assortment of snacks and a bowl of macaroni and cheese. Lorenzo picked at his food, making a mess in the process that left Lisandro both amused and exasperated. Eventually, after much coaxing and some silly faces, Lorenzo finished his meal, albeit with orange cheese stains on his clothes.

"Bathroom, now!" Lisandro ordered. "And don't touch anything on your way there."

After lunch, it was time for Lorenzo afternoon nap. Lisandro tried his best to create a quiet and calm environment, but Lorenzo had other plans. He resisted the idea of napping, running around the apartment like a mini cyclone. Lisandro finally resorted to playing a soothing lullaby, which eventually lulled Lorenzo into slumber.

"I wanna go home."

Around six a clock Lisandro had some of his friends come over to watch a game played in the Argentinian football league. They were all having a good time, eating take out and being a bit too loud. It is what must have woken little Lorenzo up as he appeared in front of the TV with a blanket wrapped around his body.

"Home, what do you mean?" Lisandro tapped the cuchens beside him. "Come watch the game with us." He hoped that would get the kid to move out of the way, however, Lorenzo shook his head and started to wail, tears flowing like a river.

"I want my, Pãi. I want to go home!"

"Jesus Licha, make it stop." His friends cupped their ears with their hands.

There was a gut groping feeling watching Lorenzo run off with tears in his eyes.

Lisandro stood. "Guys, I think you better leave."

"Leave, why should we leave?" It was Lisandro who had invited them after all.

"Just leave please, I need a minute with the kid."

Displeased, his friends did what they were told, leaving Lisandro alone with Lorenzo. He found him hiding out in the guestroom, which Lisandro had his maids make childproof for the night.

He knocked on the door. "Lorenzo, can I come in?"

"No."

The boy lay on the bed, his little body trembling with his quiet sniffles.

"Come on, don't do that to your uncle." Lisandro entered the room, approaching the bed

Lorenzo turned his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. "Você não é meu tio." (You are not my uncle.)

"Not your real uncle, no. But your dad is like a brother to me, which means I care about you too."

"Like my tio?"

Lisandro sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to tousle Lorenzo curls with his hand. "Exactly like your tio." He smiled.

"Pãi says that you are his best friend."

"We are more than best friend's. I love your dad very much. Someday you might understand."

Lorenzo nodded. "I understand, I love Pãi very much too."

"Well he'll be glad to hear that."

With Lorenzo finally wiping his tears Lisandro took a moment to catch his breath. He marveled at the unexpected challenges of childcare but found himself smiling at the thought of spending time with such a vibrant and imaginative little boy.

As the two of them still had a couple of hours to kill before Lorenzo's bedtime, Lisandro discovered a newfound talent for pretending to be a dinosaur. He roared, stomped, and chased after Lorenzo throughout the apartment, their laughter filling the air. They spent hours building imaginary dinosaur habitats, complete with makeshift caves and foliage.

However, as the evening approached, Lisandro realized that they hadn't prepared dinner yet. Panicking, he quickly rummaged through the fridge, desperately searching for something easy and kid-friendly to make. With a sigh of relief, he found a frozen pizza. Lisandro popped it into the oven, and soon the delicious aroma filled the room.

Eventually lights started to flicker, signaling dusk. Remembering Antony's mention that Lorenzo afraid of the dark, Lisandro turned on every lamp in the house. The warm glow illuminated the room, creating a cozy atmosphere. However as Lisandro lay in his own bed ready to call it the night, there was a light knock on his door.

"Yes?"

Lorenzo pocked his head through, seeing that Lisandro was still awake the boy rushed over to his bed.

"What is it, can't sleep?"

Lorenzo nodded, stretching his arms up in the air. Lisandro sighed but reached out to lift up the boy, welcoming him into his bed.

"But no kicking." He warned. "Or you'll be left sleeping on the floor, got it?"

The boy gave half a nod before he lay knocked out asleep. Lisandro shook his head in disbelief and reached out to dim the lights in his room.

Lorenzo did not respect the no kicking rule, but Lisandro was just glad that the boy hadn't woken up during the night, scared of the dark or crying for his dad.

When Antony arrived the next morning, Lisandro was at the door, exhausted but content.

"How did it go?" Antony asked.

"Next time you need a sitter get somebody else to do it."

Antony's face erupted in braud smile. "Thanks Licha, I owe you one."

Lorenzo stepped into his shoes and followed his dad out the door. However, halfway towards the elevator he decided to run back to were Lisandro stood watching them in his doorway.

"Bye uncle Lisandro!"

Lisandro stumbled backwards as he was ambushed with a big hug from Lorenzo.

"See you next time." He waved before returning to his dad.

Antony shrugged his shoulders, so did Lisandro. He waved back. "See you later kid!"

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