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sonamytrash · 27 days

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Precious cargo

An: Just Dadvi fluff that has been rotting my brain. I actually imagine Levi and readers' first baby being a little boy, but a baby girl worked better for this particular drabble. I promise to revisit some of my other headcanons following readers' pregnancy.

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Levi strides through the Scouting Legion headquarters, his sharp gaze scanning the familiar surroundings as he cradles your newborn daughter securely against his chest. The ever-present crease in his brow softens ever so slightly as he looks down at the sleeping infant, a rare tenderness glimmering in his steel-grey eyes.

"Try not to make too much of a ruckus, brat." He murmurs to the newborn, his deep voice barely above a whisper as not to disturb your child's slumber. "The rest of these idiots don't know how to behave themselves."

Levi's grip tightens protectively as he approaches the mess hall, his gaze sweeping the room. Upon spotting Hange waving enthusiastically in your direction, he lets out an exasperated sigh, bracing himself for the inevitable chaos that's about to ensue.

Carefully, Levi shifts the baby's weight, angling his body to shield your child from the impending chaos. "Hange's about to descend like a pack of rabid wolves. I hope you're ready for the onslaught." He mutters, his fingers tightening protectively around your waist.

Just as the words leave his lips, Hange's boisterous voice fills the air, drawing the attention of the entire hall. "Levi! Y,N! There you are!" they exclaim, barreling towards the three of you with unrestrained enthusiasm. "Let me see the little one!"

Levi's brow furrows as Hange approaches, their boisterous energy directly at odds with his own protective instincts. "Tch, calm down four-eyes. You're going to wake her up." He grumbles, angling his body to shield the sleeping infant from Hange's grabby hands.

Despite his gruff demeanour, there's an underlying fondness in Levi's tone as he gazes down at your daughter. "Besides, I don't want you to contaminate her with your filthy hands." He scoffs, though the slight quirk of his lips betrays his amusement.

Hange's infectious enthusiasm draws a reluctant smile from Levi as they turn their attention to you. "How are you feeling, y/n?" they ask, their eyes shining with genuine concern. "The little one treating you well?"

You nod, "I'm okay. So far, everything seems to be going smoothly." You reply, Levi's grip on the sleeping infant tightens ever so slightly, his steely gaze softening as it flickers between you and your daughter. "Tch, of course she is." he interjects, a hint of pride colouring his gruff tone. "This brat's got a strong constitution, just like her mother." He says, smiling at you affectionately.

Reaching out, Levi gently brushes a finger against the baby's downy cheek, a rare tenderness shining in his steel-grey eyes. "Causing trouble already, aren't you?" he murmurs.

The rare, affectionate smile continues to tug at the corners of Levi's lips as he watches your daughter stir, her tiny features scrunching up in a delicate yawn. "She's perfect. She gets that from y/n, too." He breathes, his voice thick with an emotion that few have ever witnessed from the stoic captain. A feint blush paints your cheeks at his affectionate display as you place your hand on his forearm.

Krista makes her way over, gushing excitedly over the baby. "Oh, she's just perfect!" She squeels.

Levi looks to you for guidance. You can tell what he's thinking, and without any words needed, you nod reassuringly. He looks back at Krista, Levi's expression shifts, his usual cool detachment replaced by a rare warmth. "Tsk. Do you want to hold her?" he asks, his tone gruff but carrying a hint of invitation.

Levi's brow furrows slightly as he carefully transfers the sleeping infant into Krista's waiting arms, his fingers brushing against the delicate girl's skin with the utmost care.

"Support her head," he murmurs, his voice low and gruff. "And for god's sake, don't drop her."

Sasha soon bounded over, her eyes twinkling with excitement, the other members of the 104th close behind her.

"She really does look just like you, Captain!" She reached out and touched the tiny hand that was now resting on Kristas shoulder, admiring the infant's dark hair. The others in the room chimed in, oohing and aahing over the tiny fingers and toes, cooing and gushing over the newest addition to the scouting family.

"Tch, the brat's got my looks, alright." He murmurs, a hint of pride in his gruff tone. "Though hopefully she's inherited more of her mother's pleasant disposition."

Levi hovers protectively, his steely gaze flickering between the baby, the others and Krista, ready to snatch the child back at the slightest sign of trouble. A faint, barely perceptible smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he watches the petite girl and her friends coo over his daughter, his chest swelling with a fierce, paternal pride.

"Careful..." he rumbles, his brow furrowing in a rare display of vulnerability. "She's precious cargo."

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sweveniv · 4 months

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MAYOR ━━ h. ran. | chapter four. | masterlist.

warning: finger-fucking, restraining, getting fingered inside the elevator, quickie, nipple play, overstimulation, squirting.

After carefully selecting a vivid crimson matte red lipstick, I gently adorned my plump lips with its vibrant hue. With the excitement of attending Rindou's birthday celebration in Roppongi building up within me, I diverted my attention towards the elegant attire I had meticulously chosen for this special occasion. As I indulged in a momentary satisfaction, a smirk formed on my face, upon laying my eyes on the mesmerizing Solace London Krista Maxi Dress in the stunning shade of Black. Refocusing on my reflection in the mirror, my long, sleek black locks elegantly framed my face, gracefully swaying with each movement I made.

I arched my eyebrow in surprise and nervously nibbled on my lower lip as Haitani Ran emerged from the bathroom, clad in nothing but a towel that barely covered his lower half. My gaze instinctively traveled down his enticing physique, marveling at his tantalizingly slim waist and the impressive eight-pack abs that glistened with water, as droplets strategically made their way down to his V-shaped torso. It was then that I quickly averted my eyes upwards, realizing that my thoughts about Ran were far from normal.

As I heard his voice reverberating through the room, he inquired from behind me, "Haven't you finished yet?" Simultaneously, I couldn't escape the sight of him undressing in front of the mirror, each movement clearly visible. Releasing a sigh, I completed my preparations, uttering, "Almost there. I simply need to slide into the dress and slip on my heels, and I'll be fully prepared." Gazing at his reflection, I delicately placed the radiant Christie diamond necklace around my neck, ensuring it sat perfectly before turning to meet his eyes.

I rose from my chair and approached the man who had standing himself against the wall, his eyes scrutinizing me from head to toe. As I walked towards him, I inquired, "Yes, do you need anything?"

"Give Kakucho a message that we're on our way," As he approached me with a confident stride, his lips gently brushed against my shoulders, conveying a tender sensation.

"Go and get dressed," I uttered to him, blandly pressing my brim against his gill before he embraced me and planted tender kisses on the back of my neck. The effet of his gentle lips on my delicate skin elicited a soft mewl from me, as my body instinctively responded to his actions, filling me with delight and contentment.

"I really hope we don't arrive late to Rindou's party," I sighed, feeling a mix of sadness and frustration welling up inside me. Although Ran clearly preferred staying in the hotel room and spending a cozy night together, I knew it was important for us to attend the party and socialize with people I perceived as untrustworthy. I reached out and ran my hand over his outfit for the evening, an elegant Armani violet suit that he had personally chosen. As my fingertips glided gently across his face, I used my thumbs to caress his cheeks with a delicate touch, captivated by the profound sadness that could be seen in his stunning lavender eyes.

"That's what you get for drinking too much last night," I said, handing him his attire for the evening and noticing his grimace change into one of irritation. It was a little boy's response, a groan so soft it was almost cute, and the sight of it made me frown in frustration, pulling his hair to the side. I looked at him with my angry eyes—a look that he had seen many times before. He knew he had made a mistake and it would take time for me to forgive him. No, I was just kidding.

Ran, without saying a single word, gracefully took the clothes I offered him. His serene and composed expression revealed his indifference towards the situation. While he proceeded to change into the outfit, I made the decision to also change into my own attire. I carefully slipped into my elegant pair of Yves Saint Laurent heels, ensuring every detail was perfect before turning to face him.

Raising an eyebrow ever so slightly, I discreetly brushed some white powder off his violet suit, almost playfully asserting my presence. Despite the obvious tension looming between us, I opted to remain composed and refused to succumb to my instinctual urges, determined to preserve a non-hostile atmosphere. We were determined to attend Rindou's party as initially planned, regardless of the lingering irritation that unsettled us both.

As I stared intently into his eyes, my gaze unwavering, the atmosphere between us became increasingly strained, as if it was about to explode. Leaning in closely, I positioned myself next to his ear, letting my hushed words escape in a whispered breath. "Don't even think about showing your attitude in front of people we know, Mayor Haitani," I hissed, the venom clear in my voice. "I know you too well. I know that when things don't go your way, you'll take out all your anger on everyone, including me." As I reminisced about the numerous occasions when his emotions got the best of him, I couldn't help but feel a bitter undertone in my words. It seemed that whenever he became overwhelmed with frustration, he would unleash his anger upon me, treating me like a mere punching bag.

Ran's generous and sympathetic words of compromise came as a complete surprise to me, leaving me utterly amazed. As our eyes met, he gently placed his hand on top of mine, emanating a kind and approachable demeanor. The sentiments he expressed were filled with a heartfelt desire for reconciliation and forgiveness.

The tenderness in his touch, combined with his soothing words, made it seem as though he possessed an innate understanding of how to reach me, regardless of how angry I had been towards him. It was almost as if with a simple utterance, he had the ability to erase all of my anger and frustrations, causing me to engage with him once again, as if nothing had ever gone wrong between us. The hold he had over me was peculiar and unexplainable, yet I couldn't deny the immense impact his words and touch had on me.

As I settled into the opulent violet sofa beside Ran, my attention was drawn to the subtle melody of a notification emanating from his phone. Without a second thought, I reached for the phone and perused the message sent by Kakucho, who assured us that all arrangements for the extravagant celebration had been impeccably organized and were now awaiting our presence.

"Kakucho says everything is done," I remarked nonchalantly as I held his phone up for him to read. "We need to hurry."

As Ran read the text, I noticed that his expression was one of determination mixed with a hint of casual expression. He gave me a quick nod of acknowledgement before putting away his phone and gathering his belongings. Within minutes, we were both dressed and ready, Ran in his sharp violet suit and me in my equally sleek attire.

Ran and I stepped inside the polished steel elevator, the sound of the door sliding shut behind us creating a feeling of privacy and solitude. I pressed the button for the ground floor, and the elevator began its slow ascent. As we ascended, I found myself lost in thought, my eyes staring at the digital display showing the floors. When the elevator reached the ninth floor, the doors opened to a grand hallway, the walls adorned with artful paintings and the floors carpeted in thick red rugs. The atmosphere was one of opulence and exclusivity, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of electric sensation down my spine when I felt Ran's arm snaked around my waist as then the elevator door closes.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, I could feel his grip on my waist tightening, pulling me closer to his side. His thumb brushed against my skin, sending shivers down my spine, and he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on my neck, causing me to release a soft, involuntary sound of pleasure. Trying to create some distance, I pushed against his chest, but instead of releasing his hold, Ran's grip on my waist grew even tighter, making it difficult for me to move.

To my surprise and excitement, I felt his hand slowly moving up from my waist towards my breast, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from me. My head tilted upwards, gasping when his other hand started snaking up my thigh, sending waves of anticipation through me. In a daring move, he pressed the button for the tenth floor, even though we were supposed to be heading to the ground floor. As his hand squeezed my thigh, the pressure intensifying, his other hand found its way back to my breast, gently massaging it and igniting a sudden and electrifying sensation that rippled through my entire body and settled in my spine.

"You're loving this aren't you?" He whispered seductively in my ear.

As he gently elevated my dress, a surge of intense sensations permeated my body, causing me to accept my impending defeat. Passively, I acknowledged his presence under my clothing, feeling the electrifying connection. His fingertips expertly danced along the edge of my thong, coaxing soft moans to escape my lips.

The gentle caress of his middle finger against my undergarment sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, confirming the undeniable moisture that had already accumulated. Suppressing a whimper with a bite of my lower lip, he attempted to penetrate me, unaware of the fabric barrier that made me flinch, before abruptly spinning me around and forcefully pressing me against the wall. My hands were now clasped behind my back as he grasped my wrists, asserting his control.

Ran nonchalantly tapped the button for the fifteenth floor with his shoe, displaying a subtle act of dominance. In that moment, fueled by a twisted sense of pleasure, he forcefully lifted my dress, revealing my vulnerable state.

A sadistic smirk gradually formed on his lips as he observed the crimson imprint of his hand on my ass, evoking a tinge of pain that left me whimpering helplessly. His grip remained firm, restricting any attempt to escape his grasp. As he thrust his hips with relentless force against my backside, an intense surge of sensation coursed through us both. The audible groan that escaped his lips confirmed his satisfaction, while his hand brazenly slithered towards my breast, eagerly squeezing it with a forceful grip that elicited a scream of pleasure from my lips.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure as he vigorously massaged my nipple, unable to contain myself, resulting in a pleasurable moan escaping my lips. Adding to the excitement, he firmly grasped my breast, giving it one last squeeze before his hand skillfully made its way down to my posterior.

As his hand slithered beneath the fabric of my thong, I felt a slight quiver in my knees, which intensified when his fingers explored my back side and then ventured towards my drenched slit. Exhausted from maintaining this position, a long sigh escaped my lips, unintentionally causing my body to arch. This sudden movement caught Ran's attention, causing him to raise an eyebrow and then form a mischievous smirk on his face. Surrounded by elegance in my dress, I couldn't help but feel like a seductive plaything in Ran's eyes.

Taking a deep sigh, I find myself surprised and speechless as he forcefully inserts his fingers into me, causing me to tilt my head back and feel my knees weaken beneath me. In an instant, he swiftly presses the button for the eighth floor with the edge of his foot, filling me with a nervous anticipation.

The sensation of his fingers sliding in and out sends waves of arousal throughout my entire being, igniting a potent blend of desire and heat within me. Deep down, I hold a profound affection for the way he expertly stimulates me with his slender fingers, treating me like a wanton woman he had chanced upon in the depths of the city streets.

Every forceful pump and thrust he delivers intensifies my pleasure, leading to uncontrollable moans escaping from my lips. As I was pushed against there, my eyes shut tightly, I can't help but marvel at the fact that such a man even exists. I feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude towards a higher power for creating a man who skillfully uses his fingers to fulfill all of my deepest, wettest cravings.

He relinquished all control in my presence, his hand moving towards my chest where he gripped firmly upon my breast. The pleasurable sensation overwhelmed me, causing an ecstatic scream to escape my lips. In this moment, I couldn't believe that it was the Mayor of Minato City, engaging in such explicit actions by firmly grasping and rubbing his fingers against my nipple. Despite the potential indiscretion of our actions, I can't help but feel that the divine creator must forgive us for the overwhelming pleasure I am experiencing as he expertly manipulates and teases my nipple.

The intensity of his touch left my body trembling, as I experienced the simultaneous sensations of being fingered by the renowned Haitani Ran and having my nipple manipulated as if he were sculpting a work of art - it was as though I was nothing more than a willing, submissive woman, relishing in his dirty desires.

— And God, I deeply apologize, but I am completely infatuated with this man, even though I realize it's wrong. He treats me as a mere object to fulfill his own desires, and it's almost as if even the devil himself can't help but smirk at the spectacle, as my body yearns for more - more degradation and longing.

The sound of his fingers penetrating me fills me with an indescribable satisfaction, to the point where I find myself yearning for his entire length inside me. I am desperate for him, longing for his cock to fill me completely. "Please, Ran," I implore, tilting my head back towards him. Tears stream down my face, my eyes reflecting the intensity of my desire.

Despite my plea, he remains silent, yet his hand quickens its pace, driving me to the edge of pleasure. Standing on my Yves Saint Laurent heels, I am overwhelmed with ecstasy as I feel his fingers tighten within me. Unable to contain myself, I tremble, tremble, tremble, uncontrollably, succumbing to the intense pleasure his fingers bring me, as if I am deserving of this sinful pleasure.

"Fuck!" I let out a piercing cry, pushing the limits of my vocal cords, as I couldn't contain the pleasure that was building up inside me. Suddenly, in a swift motion, he spun me around and effortlessly caught me in his arms, drawing me closer towards him. Our bodies pressed tightly against each other, and he passionately pressed his lips against mine, capturing my entire attention. As our mouths melded together, his tongue found its way into my mouth, intertwining with mine in a passionate dance, perfectly synchronized with our heavy breaths.

The sheer intensity of the moment sent shivers down my spine. His hands firmly gripped my ass, exerting pressure that made me moan softly in delight. Simultaneously, his hardened manhood pressed against my aroused core, causing a surge of pleasure to course through my body. Overwhelmed by sensations, I couldn't help but whimper when he gently tugged on my bottom lip with his teeth, adding a hint of pain to our intoxicating exchange. Our mouths were a battlefield of mingling saliva, as the ecstasy of the moment heightened between us.

As the elevator door swiftly slid open, both of us instinctively moved aside, exchanging mischievous glances. While I quickly adjusted my stance and smoothed out my dress, Ran stole a fleeting look at me, unable to suppress a gentle chuckle. Meanwhile, I could feel the dampness of my undergarments caused by my intense arousal. I exhaled audibly, flashing a warm smile at the older lady who returned my gesture with a perplexed expression etched across her countenance.

Ran and I strolled out of the Imaushi's Hotel, our hands interlocked, making our way towards his sophisticated and enchanting 2018 Mercedes-AMG that boasted a sleek, obsidian exterior. As we stepped out into the open air, I couldn't help but inhale deeply, feeling a wave of tranquility wash over me, and then exhale audibly, a tangible sigh of immense relief escaping my lips. The situation we had just narrowly escaped had been incredibly precarious, and I dreaded the possibility of attracting further scrutiny and curiosity from the woman who had already been paying us more attention than desired.

As we drew closer to the car, I couldn't resist being awestruck by its elegant contours and the potent motor that emitted a captivating hum from beneath the bonnet. As I handed over the keys to the driver, my anticipation bubbled over as I enthusiastically settled into the passenger's seat. The satisfying roar of the engine as it roared to life illuminated my face with joy, and I could feel a surge of exhilaration welling up within me.

As the car gracefully exited the spacious parking lot and seamlessly merged into the bustling flow of traffic on the bustling main road, a profound feeling of solace and protection enveloped my being.

When Ran and I reached the International House of Japan, we were met with a vibrant ambiance filled with joyous laughter and bustling activity. The air seemed saturated with the mingling sounds of affluent people conversing, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of high society gatherings. The architectural splendor of the building itself was awe-inspiring, boasting grand proportions, adorned with captivating details, and characterized by its lofty ceilings and exquisite fixtures. It exuded a sense of opulence and extravagance that permeated the entire establishment, enhancing the overall luxurious experience.

Upon entering the grandiose main hall, our attention was immediately captivated by the awe-inspiring spectacle that unfolded before us—a mammoth table that extended seemingly endlessly. This extraordinary table was embellished with an assortment of the most exquisite and desirable wines and spirits that one could imagine, ranging from the renowned macallan lalique scotch to the highly sought-after dalmore 62 and diamond jubilee. Overwhelmed by the sheer abundance of these exceptional libations, a surge of anticipation surged through me, causing an amplified salivation in my mouth as I entertained the thrilling notion of indulging in each of these masterpieces of viticulture.

The affluent entrepreneurs and government officials were impeccably attired, their suits and dresses exuding elegance that matched the exquisite wines they grasped delicately. The ambiance resonated with cheerful laughter and animated conversation, while an air of exhilaration and eagerness permeated every corner of the room.

As Ran and I navigated through the bustling crowd, we were met with approving nods and warm smiles, indicating that everyone around us acknowledged Ran's esteemed position within the Japanese business realm. Despite the early hours of the evening, a captivating sense of excitement and limitless potential filled the air.

The International House of Japan, with its opulent setting, served as an impeccable setting for an enchanting and lavish assembly, where only the finest wines and spirits flowed abundantly amidst the presence of influential and affluent individuals. This remarkable event would undoubtedly leave an indelible mark in our memories, and deep down, I embraced the certainty that I found myself in an extraordinary place, at the precise moment, with the most fitting person by my side.

I was surprised by the abrupt surge of feelings when my nephew, Kio, approached me, enfolding his arms around my waist while gazing up at me with his large, radiant eyes. His embrace was heartfelt and sincere, causing me to experience a flood of happiness and affection.

After releasing his grip on me, my sister, Emma, came closer and embraced me with a tender and soothing gesture. Nevertheless, I was taken aback when I noticed the pregnant belly on her, which instantly filled me with joy and anticipation for her. She appeared glowing and stunning, and I was confident in her ability to be an exceptional parent.

I returned Emma's embrace, holding her tightly as I felt the roundness of her pregnancy beneath my hands. A surge of happiness and pride washed over me, aware that I would soon become an aunt once more.

Izana and Mikey came towards me, and as soon as I noticed my brothers approaching, I swiftly planted a gentle kiss on their cheeks as a gesture of honor. Noticing the raised eyebrow directed at me, Izana inquired with an accusing tone, "Why are you with Ran?" This made both Emma and me exchange glances.

I maintained my smile, unfazed by his doubts, and casually responded, "I needed a ride." I gazed into Mikey's eyes, silently requesting his assistance once again due to Izana's persistence. He responded by rolling his eyes and expressing his disappointment, questioning my choice of relying on Ran instead of reaching out to Kakucho, Mikey, Shinichiro, and the rest of the group. His tone carried a hint of disappointment that compelled me to lower my gaze towards the exquisite tiles beneath me.

Izana once again looked at me questioning glance, "I just want to make sure you're safe, that's all." He said before rubbing my shoulder with reassurance.

Mikey's mouth tightened, his ink eyes boring into Izana's lilac ones. "Izana, you're being way too overprotective. Leave her alone." Mikey said, his tone firm and annoyed.

Izana became increasingly annoyed as he distanced himself from Mikey, his eyes squinting in displeasure. "Don't tell me what to do," Izana snapped back defiantly, his voice emanating an icy and abrasive tone, refusing to be instructed.

"Nanggagagago ka ata eh." Mikey uttered with intense anger in his eyes as he fixed his gaze upon Izana, who appeared completely unruffled while leisurely sipping his elegant champagne.

"Could you at least fix your accent before talking to me?" Izana said as he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Finally, with a frustrated sigh, Izana turned to leave. But before he could take a step, Mikey spoke up, his voice laced with anger and annoyance. "Ulol! Ikaw ang dapat mag-improve!"

Izana's eye's widened in outrage, and he spun around to face Mikey. "How dare you?" he spat, his voice low and annoyed.

For a brief period of time, an atmosphere filled with tension and silence enveloped the surroundings as the two sibling brothers confronted each other, with both eagerly anticipating the moment when one of them would yield by blinking their eyes first.

However, it was Izana who took the initiative and initiated the action by swiftly extending his hand and firmly clutching onto the collar of Mikey's polo shirt. In response, I let out a startled gasp, my eyes widening in shock as Izana forcefully struck Mikey across his face, generating a resounding echo that reverberated throughout the entirety of the room.

The unexpected act of violence left the other guests who were seated nearby completely astonished, their mouths agape and displaying utter shock on their faces.

I witnessed the escalating dispute between Izana and Mikey with disbelief, as their voices grew increasingly louder and filled the room with tension. It resembled an agonizing, slow-motion disaster that unfolded before my eyes. Each word uttered by both parties seemed to inflict deeper wounds, causing my irritation to intensify.

What troubled me even more was the fact that their fierce argument was taking place during Rindou's birthday celebration. As numerous distinguished guests had gathered for this special occasion, my embarrassment reached a whole new level. The torment of watching this spectacle became unbearable, to the point where I simply could not endure it any longer.

All of a sudden, we were startled by the sound of gunshots emanating from outside, instilling a sense of panic within us. However, amidst the chaos, there were a few individuals who remained composed and unaffected by the situation. In that moment, my eyes widened in fear, and I instinctively sought refuge by positioning myself between my brothers, ensuring my own safety.

The intensity of the situation was reflected in Mikey's expression, which grew even darker upon hearing yet another round of gunshots. Laced with concern and anxiety, Izana frantically called out for Kakucho, his voice echoing through the air, as the three of us cautiously made our way towards the bungalow house.

"Aniki." Rindou beckoned for Ran to come over he made his way towards his younger sibling.

"I am aware," Ran responded nonchalantly, exhibiting a measured sense of knowledge and understanding as if he knows an information regarding the person responsible for sabotaging his brother's birthday celebration.

Ran's face displayed a strong mixture of curiosity and concern as he scanned the bustling crowd, his eyes eagerly searching for me amid the chaos. Meanwhile, I found myself being pulled along by my brothers, feeling a sense of helplessness in their grip. As we approached the entrance of the bungalow house, a heavy sigh escaped my lips, reflecting the weariness and resignation that had settled within me.

Handing the water bottle to me, "They are planning to kill Ran." Izana spoke before sitting down on the velvety sofa.

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diefxrguns · 1 year

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𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

✯pairings- jean kirstein x afab!reader

✯ a/n- do not share my work on other platforms, if you're not comfortable then don't read.

✯synopsis- jean kirstein has had a crush on his best friend's younger sister for a while now, but it's not exactly a crush per se.

✯c/w- smut

" move baby, move baby I'm in love"

He was honestly afraid, he was afraid of loosing the friendship he had with Connie Springer, your older brother. You weren't particularly "close" with the older boy- named Jean Kirstein. But you were safe around him, ya know .

You felt a sense of comfort around the man, he was a few years older then you. You being 18 and Jean being 22.

Jean always escorted you to your small car after a party, just to make sure you're safe and sound.

His hands on your shoulder when the two of you went into a convenience store, late at night to get Connie some things. He did this to show the people there, that he was there.

Your body sprawled out underneath Jean, as his hand was on your mouth. Helping you conceal the lewd sounds that were escaping your mouth- with every thrust.

This was so fucking wrong, in so many ways. It was immoral almost.

Fucking his best friend's little sis, his longer hair falling his sweaty face. And one of his hands gripping your boob.

If Springer found out, you'd be dead. No Jean would be dead actually.

" Mhmmm" was all you could manage to say even though your mouth was covered by his hand.

Truthfully you wanted to scream, you wanted to scream so loud. It was all to overwhelming for you. You always had feelings for Jean. Just the way his eyes pierced through your soul. His hair, his tattoos, his muscles...

When you two were left alone, he took the opportunity. And he liked you too, he was overly protective, so that's an obvious sign of attraction.

" Yeah, you taking me so well hon, keep silent for me yeah" he said through heavy breaths

You did nothing but nod under him, with tear filled eyes and your hand gripping his wrist. Your legs over his shoulders, as he thrusted into you slowly.

" Oh, Oh fuck I'm gonna cum in this pussy yeah. Hmmm you'd like that hey- you'd like if I cum and make your pussy all creamy with my spunk" he said, his orgasm on route.

As he continued to thrust into your tight cunt, making wet noises that were getting louder by the second... Your orgasm hit you like a buss going full speed on a highway.

" Oh, mmmhmm" the sounds escaping your lips but were muffled due to his hand still on your mouth.

" Yeah, fuck- oh, you like that hmmm. I bet you love that don't ya" he said as he came but pulled out, his semen falling onto your pink sheets below

He let go of your mouth, making you gasp for some fresh air.

Your hair all messy and your body sweaty, your breathing heavy as he plopped on your bed next to you.

He hugged your small body as you fell asleep in his muscular arms- covered with tattoos.

His head resting on your shoulder, as you both dozed off.

From then on, you and Jean kept fucking. Everytime Connie left you were banging the shit out of each other. Even in his car when he dropped you off. After all that time, things still never got official between you two.

Maybe Jean just wasn't ready for a relationship, but apart of you always thought it was because he was using you for easy sex.

Gradually as time passed, the sexual energy between you and Jean could be seen by your other friends, including Connie.

"So Y/N why is Jean looking at you so much?" Asked Historia as she whispered in your ear.

Across the room, sat Jean with Eren, Connie, Armin, Reiner and Berthold.

It was game night, something your friend group did, every Friday night. It was kind of like a "tradition"

" Um I don't know Krista, He's probably just staring into space" you said tucking a strand of hair behind your ear akwardly

" Don't fucking lie, we see the way he's staring. Maybe it's the dress?" Said Sasha loudly, making the boys look at you all at once

" What about a dress? " Asked Armin looking at the group of girls

" She looks fucking hot, that's what this dress things about, Hey Y/N" said Annie in a somewhat sarcastic yet complementing manner

" Well Y/ N is fucking hot though" said Reiner munching on some chips

" That's enough boys, let's start the game shall we" said Connie, obviously and visibly uncomfortable by the remarks about his baby sister.

The game was a game of truth or dare, but not the regular truth or dare games that ask boring questions. This game was extremely provocative asking the most sexual questions.

" Alright, it landed on Armin... Truth or dare" asked Connie as he looked at Armin

" Hmm... Well.. I'll say truth- yeah truth" said Armin

" Who's your crush, you have to tell us" asked Connie holding back his laugh

Armin's face was bright red, as he froze. The boys knew who he liked but Armin never dared to tell anyone his secret. It was now or never I guess ...

" A-A.. I like Annie" Armin said as he looked away quickly

Annie's eyes widened as she blushed slightly, she found Armin so adorable and smart. In all honesty Annie could see herself with the younger boy.

" Ok next, it's Reiner" said Connie

" Truth or dare Ox" said Connie in a sarcastic manner, obviously joking with the bigger male

" It's truth for me" said Reiner clearly unfazed

" Ok who do you like? " Asked Connie with a big fat smirk on his face

" Well, that's interesting... She's sitting here right now. I mean, I've had my eyes on her forra while now- but she's playing hard to get. " Said Reiner with a smirk

" C'mon bro, who is she?" Asked Jean punching Reiners shoulder

" Y/N of course, I mean just look at her. Sorry Connie but your sister is 11/10, 100/10 in a bikini" said Reiner

And the room suddenly went quite, Connie held his arm awkwardly but never said a word, he wasn't to pleased. But Jean on the other hand was pissed. He wanted you all to himself, and in all honesty Jean disliked Reiner just because of how unnecessary Reiner could be.

" Well... Um, let's move on. Truth or dare Jean" asked Armin

" Dare" Jean said with his jaw clenched and his eyes darting at you

" I dare you to kiss anybody, anyone in the room"

That's when Jean got up and gave you the best kiss of a lifetime. His tongue entering your mouth and his hands found their way to your waist, grabbing you tight.

Reiner and Connie did nothing but gawk as gasps could be heard.

He was tired of waiting, he was tired of competing... You were his and his only.

" Fuck this shit, let's go Y/N. And to set this fucking thing straight, Connie- I've been fucking your sister. And I love it, I love her" said Jean as he grabbed your hand and walked out the house.

" I love you" he said as he drove away

(⁠˙⁠❥⁠˙⁠)⁠ﾉa/n- this was so rushed ughh, kind of mid too. But anyways hope you enjoyed it

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❝𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩❞

w;c : 1k+ (fuuccc)

warning: bottom!m!reader || toxic reader? || levi being butthurt || monster fucking || nsfw || minors dni || male bod reader || reader is a slut || oops, made him cry || Modern AU || heavy lemon - I gave Levi a height boost. He is 8 inches taller than reader. ily lol || x Erwin??? brat taming??

You are a very attractive man. Like, get anyone you wanted type of a man. You had an attractive body and a haircut/style that just fit you so well.

You also are very observant. You work at a high class modeling agency and you are one of the world's top paid male models. You are first and someone you work with often is 2nd.

"Good-morning Levi." You said with a smile. "Good-morning, M/n." Levi said avoiding your gaze, tips of his ears red. Noticing this you smirk to yourself.

"Um, Pat needs emergency green screen photo's from you so you should go see him." Levi mentioned still looking away. "Alright talk soon." You said flirty under the cut and walked away. You heard Levi sigh relieved just before the voices in the room slowly faded.

"Pat. You needed me?" You ask, peeking your head into the equipment room. "Yes! I did, we are lacking in photos from you heavily and the people...as bad as it sounds.. aren't that interested in seeing the other models as much as you.

That high-key gave you a power boost but you wouldn't say that out loud. "So, we've prepared some quick outfits from Prada and Balenciaga. Try em' all on. We got work to do." Pat says enthusiastically. You sigh. It's gonna be a long day.

Many hours later, you're finally finished with you photo-shoot and you're heading out to the indoor parking lot. "M/n!" A woman's voice echos through the lot. You turn to see a blonde woman with blue eyes. "Krista!" You smile. "Hey hey! How are you?---Scratch that there is bigger things to talk about." Krista says joyfull. "Well, get to it." You say impatient. "Erwin is hosting a colleague party for the huge skyrocket in revenue. You're our top paid model. You HAVE to be there!" She smiled widely, clearly excited. "I mean how could I say no?" You smile slightly.

"When is it held?" "Tomorrow night at 11:00pm." "Alright, i'll definitely be there." "See you."

The night ended on a good note. You had takeout for dinner, had a h or c shower then went to bed. The next day wasn't very eventful, you went to a couple fashion shows like normal, then shopped online most of the day.

Soon came Erwin's revenue party, you had a very eye catching outfit. (you can choose) You took an uber as you planned on having a couple drinks. You finally arrived at Erwin's penthouse and you knocked. "Hey M/n. Good to see you." You low-key had the hots for Erwin. He was very handsome and slightly reserved. "I was hoping you'd come." He smiled.

"It's your party. I'd never miss it. " Your eyes darkening. Erwin let you in and you were greeted by many colleagues. You felt an intense gaze and soon realized it was Levi. When you noticed him, he looked away embarrassed. You knew exactly what you'd do.

You walked over to Levi, drink in hand. "Hey. You didn't say hi to me." You say with a fake sad tone. "Yeah, sorry. I just-." He stopped. "Hmm?" "I don't know. Can I get you another drink to make it up?" Levi offered. "Sure. Then I can show you something." Levi had a curious look on his face but didn't ask any questions.

"What can I get you?" A woman with short brown hair asked. "Um, 2 Lemon-drop tequilas. Extra tequilla please." Levi requested. You stared at him with lust which Levi noticed many times. "Be right up!"

You start a normal convo with Levi at one of the tables in the penthouse. "M/n!" Marco called from the pool table. "Wanna play?"

You look over at Levi who looks a bit bummed at the sudden end of the convo. That secretly made you want to press it more. You look back over to the pool table. Erwin giving pleading eyes and you give in. "Sorry Levi, talk soon?" "Sure.."

You knew you were an asshole. Not that you cared however. You walked over to the pool table. Those around you began to chant "Illegal shot, Illegal shot, Illegal shot!" You were focused but a bit tipsy. You made the shot anyway. Everyone around the room cheered.

You can see Levi staring in your peripheral view. You took this as an opportunity to stir some more shit up. You look at Erwin and tell him to follow you. Erwin knowing where this is going, takes your hand as you lead him to another side of the penthouse.

Levi begins to shift around the room unsubconsciously following you. When you see nobody is around beside Erwin and Levi who is around the corner, you bring erwin into a heated kiss and begin to grope his cock. Erwin groans deeply and lifts behind your knees so now his manhood is pressing against yours. He begins to dry hump and you bury you head in his neck. You meet eyes with Levi and grin.

Just to overstep, "Erwin, I want it.." "Want what, doll?" Erwin acts oblivious. "Your dick, daddy." You say all this while look at Levi dead in the eyes. The man looks like he could cry. He disappears into the corner and Erwin brings you into the room of the door you were making out on.

You get pounded by Erwin for the next 30 minutes. You couldn't lie and say it wasn't a bit hard to take. You were sore but made your way back to the party. You saw Levi sitting alone at the "bar" and decided to "spill your drink" on him. You made it look realistic too, impressive.

"Shit sorry 'Vi." You say, definitely not just drunk on tequila. "It's fine." Levi avoids eye contact. "Here, lemme.." You say lowly as you attempt to rup the alcohol away with your bare hands. You look up at Levi and he has a certain look in his eyes.

"Maybe you can help me wash it out." Levi says, hinting at something. "Hic- of coursee.." You say, stumbling past people while holding Levi's hand. "Here's the hic- bathroom." You open the door with your back. As soon as you get inside, Levi slams the door shut and holds your waist from behind. His other hand around your neck. "Why're you fucking with me?" He ask in your ear.

"What do you mean, Vi'?" You say sarcastically. "I got something for you.." Levi roughly shoves you onto the bathroom counter. Pulling off your pants and boxers. You knew where this was going which is why you fueled the fire all night. Without warning, Levi shoves himself deep into your ass fully bottoming out. You were stretched out because of your exercise sesh with Erwin. So, it was easy.

That fact pissed Levi off even more. Having to relive seeing the man he liked with a close colleague. Levi took both your hands by the wrists and held them behind you with one hand. The other hand around your neck.

"Gnn..Vi'----" "Shut the fuck up." And with that, he began pounding and rutting his body violently against you. His dick and your ass making a loud slosh and fapping noise. You completely rested your body so you could feel the pounding in your stomach.

Levi gave you no room to move. Asserting dominance over you. You were so well, your ass began to drip on the floor. Groaning and moaning filling the room along with the aggressive shifting of Levi, practically tossing you around.

As Levi pulled his hips in and out with liquids connecting his pelvis and your ass, you came. You came so hard with a loud groan, cum all over the sink mixed with drool. Levi didn't' stop though.

He rammed you through your whole orgasm, not giving you a chance to scream, my coving your mouth. He found your prostate and rammed harder. He began to hear a voice beyond the door and heard Erwins. He slams your body against the door, purposly being louder.

Releasing his hand from your mouth. "--Gkh--!!Levi pleas..e!" You cries, choked up. Erwin stopped and pressed his ear against the door.

Levi rutted more then deep thrusted penetrating your g spot. You came again then began cumming after every thrust. You eyes rolling back, mouth agape, drooling, face flush and hot. Levi loved seeing you like this. All to him. He was being mean on purpose.

He didn't stop for 3 hours straight, only rammed hard, the door pounding along, hitting your cock, now in pain but pleasure, cum all over.

Yeah, it was a long night.

#levi x male reader #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x male reader #lemon #aot smut #snk smut #gay #fiction #fanfic #levi aot #Levi Ackerman x Male Reader

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Why did they Navier like that in s2? Her design was far more unique with those fox eyes instead of does eyes like Rastha.

She kinda looks like Rashta, especially in the first panel.

I miss the old Navier…. She radiated power. Now she looks like a princess, not an Empress with her more softer face and doe eyes.

"Looks like a princess, not an Empress"

You took the words right out of my mouth. I miss powerful looking Navier.

Look at this for example:

Can ya see what I'm talking about? They're both Rashta. No Navier is detected here. 😭

I want my powerful looking Empress back 😭

I want those fox eyes back 😞

Only Krista somewhat looks unique among female characters now a days.

I want Navier to radiant this kind of energy. She used to do that in season one imo. 🫂

I mean look at these:

Look at her gaze and you feel the power oozing from her. The dangerous "don't mess with me" aura. She looks so damn powerful.

Navier in her blue dress from S2 is way more powerful than entire Navier S3 (or so far I've seen). They've babyfied her. 😞

Everyone is is very pretty no doubt but they lost their uniqueness in S3.

#things are prettier now but Navier's eyes got sacrificed in the process #whyyyyyy #remarried empress #the remarried empress #navier #rashta #asks #sakuraazharuno

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dk-thrive · 5 months

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I don't think the common thread that runs through humanity is greed or power or these sorts of notions. It is this binding agent of loss. That, to me, is the thing that makes me able to look at anybody and feel connected to them, regardless of who they are. And I think there's a power in that that isn't really recognized.

— Nick Cave, Nick Cave: Loss, Yearning, Transcendence on On Being with Krista Tippett, November 22, 2023 (via Alive on All Channels)

#Nick Cave #greed #power #loss #connect

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angelofverdum · 11 months

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Station 19 6x18

Can Theo go? How more toxic can he be? Writers really said, "Oh you hate Sullivan? Let me show you someone worse". What an asshole. Making out with Kate just because Vic was proud of Andy. Who, mind you, is one of her closest friends and has been fighting for that position for a long time.

Captain Herrera, fucking finally. I hope that storyline ends there. We don't care about that anymore. She is going to be a great captain. Let her be captain until season 11, at least.

I wish we had seen a conversation between Maya and Andy about the captaincy.

Jack lost consciousness, so he couldn't tell Vic what he saw. If they kill Jack, I'm suing. He is just a dumb guy, and he doesn't deserve that. I hated him when he was part of Maya and Carina, but he is getting his life together.

Travis has been a shitty friend to Vic, btw. Vic told him what happened with Theo and Travis just saying "Sometimes that happens".

I love we got to see more of Vic and Andy together.

As much as I loved those scenes with Maya and Carina in their apartment. I wished they were on the opening scene. That looked like fun. Maya and Carina are always out of the group.

Are Maya and Carina going to adopt that baby? I know Carina wants to give birth, but they just brought that pregnant lady for Carina to do something? Or is Jack adopting the baby?

What the hell is this? I want a written essay about why Carina flinches like that. Couldn't this scene be like 5 seconds longer?

I'm so annoyed that Carina had to wear her wedding outfit to the ball. You are telling me she didn't have any other dress??? ANY OTHER DRESS??? Why? What was the point? Why do the writers hate Carina so much? She could have gone and bought anything. I'm sure she has gone to some events that required formal dress.

I can't even enjoy her scenes at the ball because of that damn outfit.

I'd never forget Danielle for giving Maya bangs. I know it's just hair, but Maya is not a bangs woman. She wears her hair slicked in a tall ponytail, controlled and put together. Bangs are carefree.

Danielle looks beautiful, but that's not Maya. She could have waited a week to get bangs. I'm in mourning.

It wasn't even mentioned. When she cut her hair short, it made sense. It was a beautiful moment, and she looked very hot. But those bangs just, I don't know. I'd never question Danielle's acting choice, but I feel that this episode was more Danielle than Maya.

This was a good episode. I hope they keep this energy for future epsidoes

I'd love to see them getting ready for the ball. Maya and Carina with the group. They teasing Maya and Carina for being late. CARINA WITH A NEW DRESS (This bothers me so fucking much)

This was my favorite kiss, btw. I guess I'm a sucker for fluff. I loved this scene so much. Even tho We should have seen Maya topping Carina.

Anyways we survived Krista, and I hope next season is better. Zoanne Clack and Peter Paige, here are my recommendations:

Someone tell Danielle to put this pic on Maya's locker.

Bisexual Vic

Theo gone. Bring another female firefighter. (Latina, please?)

Redemption for Sullivan (I like Boris; I don't want him gone, ok?) Can they do something to make him likable? Please. He can be funny. We can save him.

Baby Deluca-Bishop (Bishop-Deluca still sounds better. If Maya weren't so whipped by her wife), It's time. I didn't want a baby, but I'm tired of this storyline. Just give them a baby, please.

More Carina Deluca in action

More Vic, Maya, and Andy together

More fires

More silly episodes

Whoever is reading fanfics realizes that Marina's baby should be named Andrea.

Maya and Carina change the sheets. Please, I'm begging. I'll change them myself if I have to.

P.S: Whoever edited this deserves an award. So unserious.

#station 19 #maya bishop #carina deluca #andy herrera #vic hughes #rambles #marina #maya x carina #danielle savre #stefania spampinato #jaina lee ortiz #barrett doss

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 2 years

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Haha Hello! Its been so long since isnt it? Wish you a wonderful day to come ♥ hope I'm not late for your event. If i could please request a spin for Mihawk w/ fem. Thank you very much ฅ'ω'ฅ

Krista my love! Hi hi! It has been so long I hope you have been doing well!!! Of course, I can do it for this lovely man!!! Spinning the wheel we have gotten Kink Size! I hope you enjoy love!!!

Tw: kink size, vulgar language, breast sucking

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Mihawk x Fem Reader: His little doll N/SFW

Maybe it was the way you try to reach for something or the fact that you always ask him to reach for something from the higher shelf, he enjoyed every moment without even saying a word the man with a serious face constantly plastered on his face, he kept his containment, hidden very well you wouldn’t even know it or what expect was gonna happen next. His golden orbs focused on your small frame as you tippy-toed reaching into the spice cabinet even wearing heels you will still be short compared to him. Your dress was short enough for him to see under barely the cup of your ass cheek. The more Mihawk saw you continue your own routine around the palace the more he kept appearing in the same rooms as you. Till finally, you asked him “Mihawk is everything okay?” you looked up at him, you were at eye level to his perfect pecs.

“Mi hermosa do you understand the temptation you are putting me through?” he asked.

“Wait what?” you felt his hands gripping your thighs as he raised your body up your hands automatically wrapped around his neck along with your legs around his waist. “Darling?” you began to feel the scarlet blush hitting your cheeks.

Mihawk carried your small frame as he pressed you against the cold stone wall. “The way you walk so quickly with your small legs, You remind me of a little doll.” You could feel his cold callous hands moving more up your dress towards your ass. “Such a shame when you bend down I don't get a chance to keep you in that position you quickly move onto the next task…”

Feeling his body press more against your own. Mihawk leaned in pressing his lips against the nape of your neck. The sensations of his teeth grazing your soft skin made you quiver with pleasure. His lips continued to travel down towards your collarbone to the top of your breast. You could feel the hairs on his mustache as he was continuing to kiss your breast. The more he was going, the top of your dress cut the kissing off. “Who you care for me to continue if so, something needs to come undone ________.” Nodding at your love. Your hands began to undo the top of your dress exposing your breast more. Mihawk could see some of the hickies that were left a few days ago starting to disappear more. Mihawk's could see your nipples becoming hard, bringing his tongue to your hardened nipple, you could see and feel his tongue at work. Letting out a low moan as he switched between both nipples, your fingernails began to dig into his own shoulder. Becoming turned on by the world's greatest swordsman your legs were wrapping around his waist tighter. Mihawk's himself was becoming a bit more sexually frustrated and wanting more so, did you. “Mi-hawk~~~” “For a woman with such a small frame, the only thing big about you is your breast.” Mihawk's bringing you away from the cold wall, he carried still as if you were just as light as a rag doll. Bringing you to the nearby table as he sat your bottom down. Pushing up your dress he saw how moist your panties got. “ I will give you the option my reina how would you want me to proceed? Would you enjoy some pleasure from my mouth or my cock?”

“Both~~ I want both mi rey.” you bashfully said to him. “Take care of your little doll~~.” your hands began to reach for the opening on his shirt unbuttoning the rest down.

He felt his cock throb with the mention of a little doll. ‘Such a little doll should never be this naughty…’ you felt his hands grasping onto yours “As you wish ____.”

#mihawk x reader #op mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #one piece x reader #one piece x reader insert #one piece scenario #the witch of one piece #one piece #mihawk headcanons #dracule mihawk #mihawk x you #let's play n/sfw event

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2, 3, 13, 19 💖

2. Did you reread anything? What? Nope! 3. What were your top five books of the year?

The Great Soul of Siberia (2015) by Sooyong Park -- I need to read more wildlife books (and it is a genre I love that ended up getting overshadowed by LGBT books this year) BUT STILL, in my humble opinion, The Great Soul of Siberia should be considered one of the best wildlife books of all time. This book is about a tiger researcher who spends six months a year in an underground bunker watching tigers. He also maintains a close relationship with the indigenous Ussuri people who consider the tiger central to their culture. From personal observation and conversations with the Ussuri, Park is able to depict an incredibly intimate look at the forest's tigers and is able to illuminate their intelligence and individualism without ever veering into anthropomorphism. And oh my god, these tigers are so smart. They know how to dismantle traps from behind and they teach their cubs how to do it! To me, The Great of Soul of Siberia is the gold standard of wildlife books not only because of the beautiful, illustrative prose and intense amount of research, but because Park pays great attention to the Ussuri and links their survival as intrinsic to the survival of the tigers. I measure every wildlife book I read to The Great Soul of Siberia to assess if I'm reading imperialist propaganda or not.

The Color Purple (1982) by Alice Walker -- This is the perfect book. It's almost hard to know what to say about it in a paragraph because it's such a sweeping vision and I don't want to spoil it for anyone who hasn't read it yet -- not in term of plot events but in terms of the breadth of the book's worldview. And truly, Alice Walker is a singular talent -- who else, in 1982, could write a book with a central lesbian love story and have that book become so influential, so widely beloved? In 1982, the world embraced a book about how Black women loving each other (both romantically and platonically) is how they free themselves from the mental prisons constructed by white supremacy, patriarchy and Christianity? Fuck, man.

Sarah Schulman non-fiction (notably, Conflict is Not Abuse, Israel/Palestine and the Queer International, Gentrification of the Mind and Let the Record Show) - Rocked my shit and helped me understand the assimilationst and pathetic state of the LGBT movement today. But also helped me understand the depth's of the LGBT movement's radical roots. Conflict is Not Abuse is startlingly good at breaking down conflicts, to the point where it's my framework for any conflict I experience in my day-to-day life. Absolutely invaluable.

Honorable mentions: Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin, A Fragile Union by Joan Nestle, Oedipus in Brooklyn and Other Stories by Blume Lempel, The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison, Skin: Talking Sex, Class and Literature by Dorthy Allison, Bastard Out Of Carolina by Dorthy Allison, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde, The Faggots and Their Friends Between Revolutions by Larry MItchell and Ned Asta, In Search of Our Mother's Garden (1983) by Alice Walker, Women, Race, & Class by Angela Y. Davis, H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald, The Living is Easy by Dorthy West and Shubeik Lubeik by Deena Mohamed [I took so long answering this because I couldn't choose my top five books. Eventually decided to just list out additional favorites.]

13. What were your least favorite books of the year?

Moby Dyke: An Obsessive Quest to Track Down the Last Remaining Lesbian Bars in America (2023) by Krista Burton -- I read this book all the way through because I have an interest in rebuilding lesbian spaces. But oh my god, this book sucked so much. Burton has no curiosity, no critical eye and a very poor sense of history. Lesbian bars are an important part of lesbian history, but Burton doesn't spend much time trying to learn about the history of bars -- she chooses to only write what she can actively find out in the nights she visits the bars. AND she often doesn't approach patrons or workers because she's "testing" how friendly the bars are. So essentially, each chapter is like an extended Yelp review. This is exemplified by how when in New York, she mentions that she wanted to visit the Lesbian Herstory Archive (she says she loves the name because it "sounds like a SNL sketch"), but didn't get the chance too. Burton viewing the LHA as a tourist site with a silly name and not a long-standing lesbian institution that could have served her in a vital resource in researching shows her really shows the level of historical commitment that went into this book. Burton also has an annoying white millennial quirk of wanting to undermine her own authority and being over-conscious of her oversights as a white woman in a completely unhelpful way. At one point, her friend takes her to the piers that were featured in Paris is Burning. Burton admits to never having seen Paris is Burning and then in aside to the audience, writes "I know! I'm sorry!" I don't understand why you would be writing a book about queer spaces, admit to never watching Paris is Burning, and then overapologize. Every fucking chapter Burton proves herself someone not worth listening to. I could go on about how bad this book was but this has already run on pretty long.

Among Tigers (2022) by K. Ullas Karanth -- I loved The Great Soul of Siberia so much that I immediately chose to read another book about tigers. Among Tigers is written by one of the Indian government's leading tiger conservationists. At the time I read this book (early in the year), I admittedly did not have a strong working knowledge of the ways conversation ideology is used to displace indigenous people. Among Tigers did help me understand racist/anti-indigenous conservation ideology better. Because it was so anti-indigenous. Karanth insists that driving indigenous people out of their homes is necessary to bolster the tiger population. He characterizes the indigenous people he works with as cowardly and lazy. It was jarring to read Among Tigers after reading The Great Soul of Siberia because Park treats the indigenous people in the area in which he studied the tigers with so much respect whereas Karanth treated them essentially as pests. As a direct result, The Great Soul of Siberia is a better book about tigers than Among Tigers, precisely because Park draws so much from indigenous knowledge about the tigers. He listens to the people who actually do live among the tigers and know them intimately. Karanth's tigers are just scientific subjects. So this book is both racist and boring.

The School for Good Mothers (2022) by Jessamine Chan -- When I started this book, I thought it was clever that it was written in present tense and things like a court scene would take place in past tense to show the inevitability of the painful result -- like the author didn't need to bother to put suspense into the court scenes because they were always going to rule against the mother. But, this trick would've been better used sparingly. I got tired of every single major moment of the book being written in past tense and not as it was happening. I also found that Chan could not square the gender dynamics she wanted to talk about with racial dynamics effecting racial minorities she isn't part of. The book is about a carceral system that institutionalizes mothers who were "bad" in some way and trains them to be good. Eventually it is revealed that there is also a school for bad fathers. The school for bad fathers is more disproportionately Black and brown men then the school for bad mothers. However, all the dads end up getting custody of their kids and if I remember correctly, none of the mothers do. Chan clearly wanted to comment on the double standards of what is tolerated for mothers and fathers. But to me, this ending just erased the way the state uses supposed concern for child welfare and incarceration to break up Black and brown families -- I don't believe that any of these Black dads would get their kids back in the world Chan set up and it annoyed me that Chan recognized the inflated incarceration of Black and brown men but defaulted to a simplistic "men are judged less harshly than women" approach by the end. Disappointing read.

Spellbound by Bishakh Som -Interesting way to do a trans narrative but reading about the author's life as a diplomat's kid bored me to death.

Little Fish (2018) by Casey Plett -- idk I just didn't like this one "¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 19. Did you use your library?

Yes!!! This year I started a mind-numbingly boring receptionist job. I work in a university, at the financial aid office. My job makes me feel like human AI, because I answer the same things over and over, and more often than not, due to federal regulations (or my coworkers, the financial aid counselors not wanting to go above the bare minimum to help a student out), I'm not able to actually help students who need funding. But, my job is to answer emails and phone calls and assist walk-in students. Especially during non-peak periods, that is not eight hours of work. Very quickly after I started, I realized that in my "free time" I could read ebooks through the library without being bothered about it. I'm so thankful to the library because it keeps my world big and interesting. I think to not be properly stimulated for eight hours (especially in an environment like the financial aid office where the boring work you're doing is a for a particularly pernicious institution) is bad for people. My coworkers are all petty people, but I feel like the constraints of the job (understimulating + being the face of the shitty student aid system w/o any power to actually help students financially due to being bound by federal guidelines) shapes them into that. The library protect me from BECOMING my job and I love it very much for that. Thank you public library. Also yes, I am looking for a new job. Thankful for the ability to read so much but oh my god, the environment there is so fucking bad.

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Nothing exciting

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Tags: Levi x Reader, pregnancy, secret pregnancy, Fluff, Krista is a cutie.

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The mess hall was a cacophony of clanging silverware and low conversations, the air thick with the scent of fried onions and meat. Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, Jean, Ymir, Reiner, and Krista sat at their usual table, their eyes trained on you and Levi, who were sitting a few tables away. They had been watching you both ever since they had seen the scene at the stables, and now they couldn't help but wonder how long it had been going on for. The group had spent the better part of the last few days speculating about the nature of your relationship, with each member offering their own unique theories.

There was you, with your playful demeanor and unabashed affection. It was like a breath of fresh air in the otherwise stuffy environment. And Levi? Well, he was the strong, silent type; the rock upon which the survey corps relied.

The interactions between the two of you were fascinating to watch. Even the most casual of glances or gestures seemed to carry a weight of meaning that the others didn't quite understand. The way you both would sneak a touch or a quick brush of fingers against each other's arms as you passed one another, was enough to send the more observant scouts into a frenzy of speculation.

Sasha leaned in, her voice low but curious. "I wonder if they've been hiding this from us all this time," she mused. "They've always seemed so close, but I never would have guessed..." She trailed off, lost in thought.

As they continued to watch, Krista couldn't help but smile whenever she saw you both stealing a moment of privacy, or when Levi would blush and avert his gaze at one of your more forward advances. The air seemed charged with an electricity that was palpable even from across the room. Her curiosity getting the better of her, "Do you think they've been dating long?"

Reiner shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Hard to say, really. They've always been pretty close. You remember, back when we first joined up? They were inseparable even then." He turned back to his meal. "It would be reasonable to assume they have been hiding it all this time."

Armin, who had been listening quietly to the conversation, piped up. "I heard they grew up together in the underground," he said, his tone thoughtful. "They must have some pretty deep history between them, and their reasons for keeping things quiet, it isn't unusual given the nature of this line of work for them to be cautious."

Mikasa couldn't help but wonder how you must feel during the times when the scouts were beyond the walls. It was one thing to be apart for a few days or weeks, but when the missions lasted for months at a time. The thought made her heart ache for you just a little.

Ymir decided to chime in with a suggestive joke. "There must be something about the miserable bastard that makes her like him. Maybe he's packing." she says suggestively, earning a few chuckles from the others. "You guys are at the stables this afternoon, right? You'll have to tell us if anything exciting happens." She adds, looking over at Krista and Armin.

The mess hall emptied out, and the scouts went about their business. Some to train, others to muck out the stables or tend to the horses.

You were in your element when you were around the horses. You had a way with them that was both gentle and firm, earning their trust and respect without fail. The soldiers looked up to you, admiring your knowledge and your dedication. You were strong, capable, and unapologetically yourself.

Which is why it seemed so unusual when Hange stopped by and told you to be careful around the horses, "Don't push yourself too hard and to make sure to gave the soldiers more work to do." Their words were softly spoken, meant only for you, but they carried weight nonetheless. Krista and Armin overhead the conversation and quickly averted their gaze, looking at one another with the same questionable look. Hearing you insist that you were fine and not to worry. It wasn't long before the captain himself made an appearance, walking straight over to you, his expression softening but still relaying something that only you seemed to understand as you sighed at him, leaving the stables.

After mucking out the stalls and exercising the horses, Krista was keen to hop into the showers. As she turned the corner, she let out a sigh of frustration as she approached the bathroom door, an out of order sign taped to it. Her heart sank. "Great," she muttered under her breath. The alternative facilities weren't as nice or warm as the main showers they would have to do. With a sigh, she decided to brave the less-frequented bathroom at the other wing end of the building.

As she approached the familiar bathroom door, she could hear muffled sounds coming from within. Curious, she placed her ear against the wood, and she heard someone retching violently, followed by the sound of someone vomiting into the toilet. She quickly knocked on the door. There was no reply, so she knocked again, a little harder this time. "Excuse me, are you okay in there?" She asked, concerned.

The sound of the door swinging open made her jump. Your face was pale and clammy, "Oh, hi Krista," your voice soft. "I didn't expect anyone else to be here. The water in here is always cold, you know that, right?" You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, a blush creeping across your cheeks.

Krista swallowed hard, her heart still racing. "Are you okay?" she asked concerned, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldnt help but notice that you were wearing your casual clothes, and the faint outline of a bump was visible beneath your shirt. Her eyes widened, the conversation between you and Hange at the stables, the captains attitude towards you still doing strenuous activities all made sense very quickly.

You smiled at her realisation, "Well, I'm not feeling my best right now, but I'll be fine." You paused, leaning against the door frame. "And I guess this means the cat is out of the bag." You chuckle to yourself.

"Look, Krista, there's something I need you to promise me." Your voice taking on a gentle but serious tone. "You can't tell anyone about this, you understand?" You gestured to your midsection, your fingers grazing the fabric of your shirt. "My uniform just about hides it for now, I know it won't be long before it's too obvious. But it would just be easier to keep things quiet for as long as possible. You know how it is around here, people talk." You explain.

Krista nodded. "I-I won't say anything, I promise." She bit her lip, feeling both honoured that you trusted her with the information, still completely shocked.

"Thank you, Krista." You reply relieved, "I don't know what I'm going to do. The survey corps isn't exactly known for its family-friendly policies." Your brow furrowed, and you ran a hand through your hair, tugging at the roots as you let out an exasperated sigh.

Krista nodded understandingly, not used to seeing you like this. Her usual passion began to shine through in an effort to be supportive and positive about the situation. A baby was surely a wonderful thing. "I'm sure there's got to be a way to make it work. You're a valuable member of the team. We need you here! and I'm sure Captain Levi will do whatever it takes to make it all work out to-" She bit her lip, hesitant before continuing, realising she had just assumed Levi was the father, confirming your previous comment about how people gossip around the headquarters. "It is Levi's, right?" She asked, blushing furiously, her voice barely above a whisper. Your face lit up, and you smiled at the mention of Levi's name as you let out a small giggle.

"Is it that obvious, huh?" You ask, slightly embarrassed that your relationship with the captain seems to have become common knowledge, you had both done such a good job of hiding it for so long. "That's one of the reasons I need you to keep it between us. You know how he is." You say, rolling your eyes playfully "He can be a real pain about our private life. Hange knowing makes him nervous enough." You chuckle.

Krista smiles sweetly and nods, "How did Captain Levi take it?" she finally asks, her voice curious, the question was burning in the back of her mind and she knew if she didn't ask now, she would never find out. The smaller details and intricacies of your relationship were fascinating to her. Having watched from afar all these months.

You hesitated for a moment, then smiled, it wasn't like you had been able to share this news with many people. "He was... surprised, at first," you chuckled. "But once he got over the shock, he was actually really happy. He's been so supportive, you know? I know he doesn't come accross as the fatherly type, but I know... I know he'll be a great dad." You said affectionately, resting a hand on your small bump. Krista smiled brightly, reaching out to take your other hand and squeezing it lightly.

"Congratulations, that's amazing, really! And a little scary, too, I imagine." She said thoughtfully. "But when you're ready, everyone will support you. Of that I'm certain." She said in an effort to reassure you. You smiled at her "Thank you, Kris. I appreciate it."

The next morning, as the group walked past the stables, Krista saw you sat down, leaving the more strenuous tasks to the cadets, Levi by your side drinking tea quietly, keeping an eye on you no doubt. You smiled sweetly as your eyes met hers, and you gave her a knowing wink. She smiled back at you, Ymir raised an eyebrow. "What was that about?" Krista shook her head, "Nothing exciting."

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Hexel's World Tour Week 6 – Seoul

Everyone, I'm home. I know it sounds so cliche, but the moment I got off the plane in Seoul, I felt like I was coming home🇰🇷❤️. I already knew I could speak Korean, so getting through the airport and to the main city was a breeze (but can we talk about Incheon airport? It is so cool. I could literally spend a whole day at just the airport). I quickly got to my hotel in the middle of Seoul and it is way too nice. I feel like an imposter staying here hahaha.

There are some parts of the city that feel so familiar to me, even though I can't fully remember them. One day, I ended up just walking instinctively to this hole-in-the-wall kalgooksu restaurant and had the best noodle soup ever! 🍜(or I think it's the best I've ever had. It also felt so familiar!) Another place that felt super familiar was Dongdaemun and the Design Plaza. It kind of looks like a spaceship, but I knew exactly where to exit the subway station to get there. It was like instinct. The markets in Dongdaemun are so nice! They have so much fashion and accessories 👗 it was all so overwhelming. But I was able to buy gifts for Georgia while I was there

Talking about cool shops, I just wandered around Insadong for like half a day. There are so many side streets with cafes and small shops that you wouldn't even know were there unless you went to explore. From Insadong, I ended up walking to Bukchon traditional village. Both Insadong and Bukchon are known for their traditional hanok houses. And you all, I could LIVE in one of these. They're so beautiful and smell amazing like wood and paper! I found a place in one of these hanok houses called Aromind which lets you design your own perfume scent! It was so cool and I made one for Krista (hope she likes it!) 🎁

I also wrote down all the food places I loved to go with Dustin if we ever come to Seoul together, including this place that does bbq ribs DIPPED 🍖🧀 in melted cheese and a jjajangmyeon place that handrolls their noodles! I wanted to get Dustin a whole package of Hanwoo--prime Korean BBQ beef (did you know you could buy those?!)--but I was worried about getting it through customs, also, it was a lot to ship back to the US. So I got Dustin some green tea from Ossulloc 🍵, I know it's not technically food, but it's food adjacent! And their tea house in Gwanhun-Dong was so gorgeous with all the traditional ceramics and the little displays about how the teas are roasted! Plus, they're right by Jogyesa Buddhist Temple. They told me Jogyesa is the chief temple of the Jogye Order of Korean Buddhism. The building dates back to the late 14th century! And you can write your wish on a piece of paper and hang it like a little flag. All the wishes fluttering in the air were so beautiful!

I didn't mean to organize my tour around Seoul based on buying the perfect gifts for my friends, but it turned out that way. So I knew I had to find something amazing for Mac, and I did in Gangnam! That neighborhood kind of reminds me of midtown New York with all the skyscrapers and the fancy hotels and buildings. They have the flagship store to this amazing sunglasses store called Gentle Monster. But they don't just sell sunglasses, they also have amazing art displays that the store clerk told me rotates regularly! In fact, lots of the cool high fashion stores do fun artsy displays in Seoul! From there, I just popped over to Lotte World Tower and bought ALL the duty free skincare! I can't wait to try all my facemasks with the band! Apparently Lotte World Tower is the tallest building in South Korea. And they even have an aquarium in there!

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Hi! If your requests are open, can we get some courting hcs of Duke ergi x reader with a reader who’s hella oblivious to his attempts and that just makes him fall harder 👀

a letter to my love

cw: fluff, courting, reader is navier's lady in waiting and a noblewoman, reader wears a dress featuring: duke ergi

a/n: hello!! it's been a while, omg. schools has been soo annoying, but i'm back! lmk how this is, and i hope you enjoy!

"Your Highness, are you sure you'll be alright?" One of the other ladies in waiting asks. "Of course, I have Lady (y/n) with me after all." She responds with a polite smile, gesturing to you. "She's competent," She adds.

"Oh, you're too kind, Your Highness," You say softly, feeling your cheeks warm up. "It's true," One of the other ladies-in-waiting chimes in, "She does more work than any of us. It's no wonder Her Majesty is bringing Lady (y/n) along." She continues, gushing while describing her fellow noblewoman.

"Oh, please. That's not true." You deflect, smiling politely. "Haha, as helpful as she is, I believe it's time for us to head to the Eastern Kingdom." Empress Navier chips in, stopping the other girls from continuing the conversation further.

A knight helps the Empress into a carriage, helping you in shortly after. The Emperor seemed too busy with paperwork regarding the empire's financial affairs and would head off at a later time.

.・。.・゜✭・.

As you arrive at the Eastern Kingdom, several guards ━along with the King himself, and Duke Ergi━ come to greet you at the entrance of the palace.

"Welcome! Esteemed guests, I hope your trip wasn't too draining?" The King asks, shaking both your and the Empress' hands. "I don't believe you've met Duke Ergi yet? He's a close friend of mine." The King continues, introducing the Duke.

"Ah, Hello, Your Majesty," He says, directing his greeting towards the Empress. "And you are?" He asks towards you, a soft smile gracing his features.

"Lady (y/n), Her Majesty's lady-in-waiting." You introduce yourself, politely. "Well, it's very nice to meet you, Lady (y/n)." He takes your hand in his and places a soft kiss on your knuckles, smiling mischievously at you as he pulls away.

Sharing a knowing look with the Empress, the King starts, "We could have had Lady Krista's ladies-in-waiting tend to you during your stay."

"No, no. It's quite alright, Lady (y/n) is one of my best." She compliments. "Well, in that case, it should be fine. Let's head in then." The King continues.

.・。.・゜✭・.

As one of the servants shows you and the Empress to your designated rooms, you allow Her Majesty to enter her chamber and rest first, helping her wash up and settling her in.

As you are about to head back to your own room, you are stopped by none other than Duke Ergi. "Care for a stroll, Lady (y/n)? The palace gardens are beautiful at this time."

"Ah, are you sure?" You ask. "Of course." He responds, a devilish smile presenting itself on his lips. "Well, if it's alright with you." You continue, dismissing his suggestion as a friendly gesture; to get to know you better.

.・。.・゜✭・.

Following the Duke's lead, you head towards the garden, a blissful silence presenting itself in the air. He leads you both towards under different hedges and to a fountain, surrounded by different kinds of flowers. The water glistens in the moonlight and the flowers provide a beautiful array of color, surrounding the greys of the fountain and stones.

"Oh my, they're-" You start, astound by the beauty of it all, "They're stunning."

"They are, aren't they?" The Duke smiles at you, guiding you to the fountain and sitting on the ledge, gesturing you to sit next to him.

He plucks a flower near it and hands it to you. "It's lovely.." You smile, holding it between your fingers, and smiling gleefully.

"Oh, actually, I believe we should head back now. It's getting late." You stand up and dust off your dress, following the Duke as he guides you back to your sleeping quarters.

"I had fun, if you have time, I'd like to bring you to a place with even better scenery." He kisses your knuckles and lets go of your hand, as you enter the room.

"Better than that? Then, I'll have to take you up on the offer." You smile, closing the door behind you. Walking towards your bedside table, filling a vase with water, and placing the flower in it.

Walking back to his sleeping quarters, Duke Ergi smiles as he thinks to himself, 'She kept the flower..'

.・。.・゜✭・.

"It seems the Duke has taken a liking to you, (y/n)." The Empress states, glancing at you in the mirror as you fix her hair. "Oh, is that so? He seems like a kind person."

"Well, whatever the situation. Please let me know if he steps out of line." She responds. "Of course, though I would be the first to put him in his place." You giggle, tying her hair off with a bow.

.・。.・゜✭・.

Over your stay, you and the Duke grow closer. Sneaking out at night, watching plays, and looking at art exhibitions. All in the name of friendship, of course. There's no way the Duke feels the same way, you think.

On your final day, the Duke hands you a basket of peonies, with a letter attached to it.

"Peonies? They're lovely." You smile, feeling your cheeks grow warm.

"Yes, they mean-"

"Prosperity, wealth, and good fortune." You cut him off with a giggle.

'And love and affection..' The Duke thinks to himself, slightly dejected that you didn't pick up his hidden message. Well, hopefully, his letter will display his feelings.

"Lady (y/n), time to go." One of the servants informs you, a coy smile on their lips.

"Heading back already? Then, shall I visit the Eastern Empire sometime? You can show me around, there." He places a soft kiss to the back of your knuckles, causing the tips of your ears to burn.

"You should."

"I'll hold you to that."

.・。.・゜✭・.

When you arrive back, you quickly help the Empress, wash up, and sit at a small table in your room. You already placed the flowers in a nearby vase, and all was left to open the letter. You carefully open the envelope and unfold the paper.

My Dearest (Y/N),

I hope this letter finds you in good health and high spirits. I find myself at a loss for words as I attempt to put into writing the sentiments that have been growing in my heart for some time now.

It is a confession of love that I feel compelled to share with you, not knowing how you may receive it, but hoping that you will understand the depth of my emotions. From the very first moment we crossed paths, you captured my heart with your grace, your kindness, and your gentle spirit.

Your presence in the palace has been a beacon of light and warmth in what can often be a cold and austere place. Your humility and beauty are beyond compare, and your innocence is a precious rarity that has enchanted me like nothing else.

I have admired you from afar, and every stolen moment in your company has left me utterly captivated. Your obliviousness to my attempts to court you has only deepened my affection. Your genuine nature, your compassionate soul, and your radiant smile have become the very essence of my happiness.

I understand if my feelings are unexpected, and I respect your response, whatever it may be. However, I cannot hide the truth any longer.

I love you, with a love that is pure, deep, and unwavering. My only wish is for your happiness, and if that happiness lies elsewhere, I will accept it with grace. There is something I would like to propose, though.

In getting to know you better, I have heard tales of your hometown in the Eastern Empire, and I find myself curious to explore the place that has shaped such an extraordinary person. I extend an invitation to you, my dearest (Y/N), to visit your homeland once more.

It would be my honor to accompany you and learn more about the world that has contributed to the remarkable individual you are today. Please consider my words with an open heart, and know that I hold your happiness above all else.

Whether your response be one of love or friendship, I will cherish your presence in my life and will always be devoted to your well-being.

Yours Sincerely and with the Deepest Affection, Duke Ergi

.・。.・゜✭・.

'Where did he get the chance to write all of this?' You think to yourself, pulling out another piece of paper, and an ink and quill; preparing to write your own letter in response to his.

.・。.・゜✭・.

My Dearest Duke Ergi,

I cannot express the joy and gratitude that fills my heart upon receiving your heartfelt letter. Your words have touched me in ways I never imagined, and I want you to know that my feelings are in perfect alignment with your own.

From the moment we first met, I felt a connection, a warmth that I could not explain. Your kindness, your intelligence, and your unwavering support have meant the world to me. I am not oblivious to your attempts to court me; rather, I have cherished each one, and my heart has responded in kind.

The depth of my affection for you is immeasurable. I love you, Duke Ergi, with a love that is as pure and true as the most precious gem. Your presence in my life has brought me happiness and contentment beyond words, and I look forward to every moment we can share.

Your proposal to visit my homeland in the Eastern Empire fills me with excitement and gratitude. It would be an honor to show you the place that has shaped me and to share the experiences of my past with you, my dearest love.

I cannot wait to explore the world with you by my side. I look forward to a future filled with love, happiness, and shared adventures. My heart is yours, Duke Ergi, and I cherish the promise of our journey together.

With All My Love and Deep Affection, (Y/N)

.・。.・゜✭・.

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