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ofpineapplesanddawns · 1 year

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Here we go, some past stuff for the Crowlien au, where Crowley first meets Aziraphale, and a bonus.

Warning: no body horror but we do have some mentioned bigoted language

On with the fic!

Crowley had been an engineer on Paradise 4 for a while now, but had lived there his whole life. He wasn’t an Earth-born human, his family coming out here ages ago like many other humans, to live in space, because Earth was... well...

Shit.

Really, if you weren’t rich, it was either dying in dangerous conditions in the lowest levels, or fucking off to a small space colony station to find a better planet somewhere out there to eventually fuck up. Still, Crowley was fine with his life, he didn’t mind his job, especially since he was finally now going to work on actual space missions for scavenging and mining. His life could honestly be worst, the most he dealt with were bigots towards his outfit choices when he went out to the local bars and clubs, or his tendency to say ‘fuck gender’.

His co-workers were asses, he knew that much, having met them in training, but that was normal, they didn’t like new guys in this kinda work until you could prove yourself. They also didn’t like that he was also their commanding science officer, meaning he had other jobs, but engineering was his passion.

The captain of the mission was some smug man who probably got the job cause of daddy’s money. Crowley wanted to punch his teeth in when he heard his smarmy comment about how the higher ups always liked to put a faerie or two on a mission for points.

There were others, a mix of ups and downs in terms of companionship, but there was one member of the mission that Crowley had yet to meet. A new recruit to the traveling missions, a newly licensed doctor. Every mission needed a doctor, and Crowley might be the science officer, but he wasn’t a doctor.

Well... he had a doctorate, but not that kind.

He was meant to meet the new man, a Dr. Fell, today, since they’d probably be working closely together on this mission to Titan to scavenge a crashed unmanned ship and to take some samples from the icy surface. Apparently, Mr. Fell wanted to meet at some little, fancy cafe in the main hub of the colony station.

Crowley had no clue who to look for, but apparently Dr. Fell did, as he heard his name being called by a rather posh voice. “Dr. Crowley! Dr. Crowley, over here!”

A few people were glaring in the direction of a man who was standing at a table, already set for tea, who was waving around a hand. He was dressed as if he were in one of those old Earth films that were set in the 1800s, and it oddly fit his cherubic face and near-white curls.

Crowley swore he felt his damn heart hiccup.

What the hell was that?

He slunked over, hands shoved into his pockets before taking a seat, practically boneless as always. “Yo.” He greeted with a little two-finger salute.

“Good afternoon.” Dr. Fell smiled at him. “You arrived just in time, I hope you don’t mind, I ordered us the tea sampler, I heard it’s quite delectable!”

Glancing at the table over his shades, worn to protect his sensitive eyes, artificial lights gave him the worst migraines, as did the sounds of them, he looked at the little display tower of tiny cakes and treats. There was a pot of tea already prepared, along with a dish of sugar and a pitcher of milk. “I didn’t pour you one, I was unsure of what you’d like.”

“What sorta tea?”

“The house specialty, it seems to be an apple and floral tea, it smells divine.” Dr. Fell said as he took the pot and poured himself a cup, then added a dash of milk, no sugar. Crowley poured a cup for himself, added enough milk to make it cream in color, and then five sugar cubes, much to Dr. Fell’s horror. He smirked before taking a sip, oh, that was good. “I have a hell of a sweet tooth.”

“I can tell.” Dr. Fell scoffed, but Crowley could see a smile behind the rim of that cup. “So, Dr. Crowley,”

“Crowley, no need for titles.”

“Ah, then you may call me Aziraphale. I know, it’s a mouthful.”

“Nah, sounds Biblical, nothin’ wrong with that. As long as your not pretentious about it.”

“Uhg, like Gabriel?”

Crowley raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Oh? You’ve met him?”

“Of course I have, and goodness, the ego on that man! Telling me how I should be feeling so thankful and privileged to be working for him! And then he went on and on about how he came from a long line of officers, even back during his family’s days on Earth! Yes, yes, that’s great and all, now what exactly am I doing on this mission? Oh, you’re going to tell me about how you’ve never had a failed mission? Great.”

Dr- Aziraphale paused, and suddenly looked embarrassed and a little worried. “I’m sorry, was that cruel of me to say? He is our boss on the mission after all.”

This caused the redhead to pause, then burst into laughter, knocking his head back. He knew people were looking at them again, but he didn’t care. He chuckled and sat back up, rubbing at his eye. “Gosh, you’re a bit of a bastard, aren’t you?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that.” Aziraphale sniffed, but he clearly wasn’t denying it.

“I think you and I are going to have a great time working together.” Crowley leaned forward, lowering his shades just a bit to give him a wink. Aziraphale looked flustered again and quickly popped a tiny cake into his mouth to distract himself.

A friendship quickly blossomed and Crowley specifically requested that he’d only work on missions if Aziraphale was with him. They worked well together for ten years on missions all over the outer Solar System, and during those ten years, they got closer.

And closer.

And eventually Crowley was pressed up against a wall, having the best damn kiss of her life after she went out of her way to save a set of books that were nearly destroyed by some fellow crew members on a mission. Apparently, they were contraband, but Crowley suspected that it was just because they were a bunch of assholes who hated Aziraphale.

So, a little rescue mission happened and she found herself being kissed by that beautiful man with the angelic name she had been crushing on since their first mission.

Now, they had another one to go on, apparently there was a signal that got picked up and they were being sent out to investigate, and maybe to grab some parts if it was from a crashed ship. One of Crowley’s tasks to do before they were prepared to head out was to look over files for the crew, for the ship, the usual.

He sat his computer, typing away as he looked at the green text on the screen. Bentley was curled up next to him on her little cat bed, sleeping away the day, which he wished he could be doing, but work needed to be done. He finished looking at Hastur’s file before opening up the next one, and realized it was Aziraphale’s.

But it wasn’t the normal one he was given.

Oh, it looked just like the standard files, but Crowley had been looking at Aziraphale’s for ten years, so he could easily notice any differences.

Age, height, weight, all correct. Name, correct, same with birthday.

But species was wrong.

Species were something that had been in the files for ages, long before Crowley started his job. Humans were the majority, but there were androids and robots now, they could be counted as employees for companies, even if they were often treated like less than garbage most of the time. Crowley was an advocate for robot and android rights, humans had no need to think of them selves as superior when they really weren’t.

All the times Crowley had seen Aziraphale’s file, it had read human. But right now, the file showed android in the space.

Frowning, Crowley typed quickly, looking through the files for Aziraphale, checked the systems and everything. He backtracked, trying to see if it was an error, but something was wrong. As he looked, he found locked away files, and a little hacking let him inside.

Project Eastgate.

Crowley looked at only a few files, system blueprints and diagrams, programming, and reports.

All things from missions Aziraphale had been, all updates on his body, all upgrades to make him look like he was aging and adapting.

It was too much, and Crowley exited the files, made it seem like he hadn’t opened them. But he sat there, hand over his mouth, eyes on the screen where he was looking at the profile image of his boyfriend.

An android.

Aziraphale was an android.

Crowley... hadn’t noticed, he had no idea. Did Aziraphale know?

No, no he didn’t. The files noted that it was important that Aziraphale continue to believe he was human, he must never know except in an emergency.

Fuck.

Crowley ran a hand through his hair. “Bentley, what do I do? Should I tell angel that he’s... well... he’s a droid?”

Bentley made a little ‘brrm’ sound, tilting her head in his direction. She slowly blinked, and started to purr. She looked so happy and content and Crowley felt himself relax.

“You’re right, knowing this... it doesn’t change anything. He’s still Aziraphale, he’s still our favorite fussy bastard who likes tartan and giving you snacks when I’m not looking.” He scratched under her chin before looking back at the screen.

No, he won’t say a word. He will know, but he won’t tell Aziraphale, he didn’t have the heart to do so.

Crowley doesn’t care what Aziraphale is, but they do worry later on when they find out that he knows the truth later on when it’s just them surviving on the ship. They do lie when Aziraphale asked if they knew, Crowley... they just can’t tell them that they knew.

Also, yeah, a little reference to the 1941 book saving. :) Aziraphale was crushing on Crowley at the time and decided, fuck it, time to confess with a romantic kiss (and a small bump to the back of Crowley’s head against the wall).

#good omens #crowlien au #ineffable husbands #crowley #anthony j crowley #aziraphale #john's drabbles

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helenazbmrskai · 2 years

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Plan 101, How to make your human fall in love with you (m)

Pairing – Faerie! Jeongguk x Reader

Genre – Strangers To Lovers, Coffee Shop AU, Fake Dating AU, Faerie AU, Wedding AU, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Slice Of Life

Summary – [Not your typical ’please fake date me to my sister’s wedding so I don’t have to go with a guy my sister wants to set me up with’ with a magical touch to it and of course, there’s the ’there’s only one bed’ and ’cute coffee shop boy’ trope included for the ladies!]

Warnings – [oc is shy and insecure, guk falls in love at first sight, best friend Jimin trying to set them up, flirty and touchy jeongguk, conflicting thoughts of oc, mutual pining, mention of a bad breakup, smut, magic is used during sex, unprotected sex (always use protection!), lovemaking, oral (m), handjob, male masturbation, oc feels what guk is feeling (double the feelings double the pleasure), sparks are flying quite literally, jk has a magic dick, mussy sex because they’re in love, slow burn, confessions, kissing, body worship, he fucks the insecurities out of you, vaginal fingering, creampie.]

Word Count – (8,3k)

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Jeongguk can remember the day you rang the small bell attached to the door for the first time. You wore your hair in a french braid small pieces of your hair framing your face that got away. The long blue sweater you had on completely hid your body shape from his prying eyes – he could ogle at your legs in your tight fitting denim jeans though. You were talking animatedly with your blond friend and to his greatest disappointment, it was him who approached the counter to set two orders while you sat at your table looking over the design of the place.

He made the rose latte with almond milk and the honeycomb cappuccino with experienced fingers. Shy to admit that he put extra effort into the drinks – not that he’s not putting effort into the other orders – but he had ulterior motives this time, hoping that he’ll see you again if you like your drink. Faeries are insightful creatures they can tell from a single eye movement that someone caught their attention and Jeongguk was never good at hiding his feelings. Your close friend Jimin could tell his eyes were on you from the moment you stepped into the shop. He also shared his observation with you when he laid the coffees on the table in the middle for both of you to reach it comfortably.

You didn’t dare look at the boy behind the counter but a prominent blush bloomed across your cheeks. ”Don’t be ridiculous.” You dismissed Jimin’s flirtatious accusations. You can only wish for a handsome man to look in your way like that. You’re nothing special. You find comfort in your oversized tops and jeans. You get complimented on the embroidery that you did on your sneakers by yourself though that you’re indeed very proud of. The intricate design of flowers and vines gives a nice personal touch to your appearance.

”I’m a faerie I can tell when someone is interested in you sweets. Not that he’s trying to hide it.” You desperately want to change the subject before steam will come out of your ears in your self-consciousness. The cream stuck to the corner of your friend’s lips after he has taken a tentative sip is enough to focus on something else. After a small released giggle, you grab a napkin to dab the corners of his honey lips to get rid of the milk foam. You’re halfway across the table to reach his face when his hands catch your wrist before you could make contact.

”I’ll do it. You’ll give him the wrong impression.” Your brows furrow in a questioning gaze before you realise he’s talking about the cute boy who made your drinks. Your eyes widen as he smiles with his eyes full of mirth in them at your clear mortification.

”S-Stop speaking nonsense.” You have your thumb and pointer finger twist the ring on your finger like you always do when you’re flustered or anxious. Couldn’t find the courage in you to look at the boy even when you gather your trash and dump the cups in the bin before you exit the cafe. Jimin holding the door open for you like a good friend as you leave. Jeongguk’s heart sinks when you didn’t look his way even once – he wishes to hold eye contact for a little.

His first thought was that you didn’t like your drink maybe it was not your taste. During his whole shift, he obsessively checks if he exchanged the sugar with salt somehow.

Jeongguk almost drops the coffee beans that are in his hands when you ring the bell again attached above the door. He didn’t think you would be back – ever. It’s been a week since he saw you. He would catch glimpses of your friend a couple of times ordering honeycomb cappuccino for himself but not you. Never you.

He had already forgotten about the task his boss asked him to do. Jeongguk was in the middle of filling the coffee maker up when you abruptly halted all his thoughts with your presence.

Lillies. The design on your shoes today. You keep looking at the ground as you approach the counter where Jeongguk waits for your arrival with belated breaths. There’s no Jimin this time to place it between you and him. You’re so nervous to approach him that you have to intertwine your fingers in front of you to stop them from visibly shaking. Jimin’s words from before ate themselves into your subconscious.

”Hi.”

There are invisible bells ringing next to his ears. Doesn’t sound like the one attached to the front door – no. Softly spoken words barely breach the surface as he feels like he just jumped headfirst into the ocean. You’re getting uncomfortable with the silence as Jeongguk travels to the world of faerie and back in his mind. You think maybe he didn’t hear you, you were pretty meek after all.

This day is too beautiful to watch two socially awkward people interact – they would even cringe if it was anyone else – the patrons are quite taken with the soft boy and the girl with the oversized shirts. The old lady with the black cat resting on her lap, the werewolf boy sipping his camomile tea even the boss man watches the younglings get enveloped in silence.

Jeongguk melts from his frozen position and gently smiles at you. ”S-Sorry I got a little lost in my thoughts. What can I get you?” The counter hides how he fidgets with his hands as you tell him your order. You only look up briefly as you thank him for making the drinks while he’s the exact opposite as he can’t seem to look away from you.

The faerie busies himself with the drinks finally averting his eyes and letting you breathe properly as you couldn’t before under his heavy gaze. Making you uncomfortable is the last thing he wants and even – even then he can’t help his eyes searching for yours.

Your gaze is locked on his nametag when he slides the drinks to your side of the counter.

”Thank you.” Jeongguk can’t help but show you his biggest smile reaching ear to ear as you thank his services and touch the card to the reader to pay and possibly go before you make a fool of yourself. The faerie on the other hand detests your upcoming departure. He hopes he could see you again soon when you say goodbye.

”See? It wasn’t too bad.” Jimin takes in your cherry red cheeks as you hand him his coffee. You completely ignore him when he implies your loverboy was there seeing your flustered face. Laugh bubbles from his throat when you half heartedly tell him to shut up and take your seat behind the sewing machine.

This is the first of many attempts to come, living up to his name of being a mischievous Fae. Jimin knew even before you two did, that you’ll be good for each other.

It’s not like you were actively against his ideas. You just didn’t want him to set you up with the promise of something when it was set in failure by the books.

The coffee is good and Jeongguk is a very sweet boy after you got over your initial shyness around him. He listens well and offers feedback when needed. You do the same for him. He helped you feel better on days when you didn’t even want to get out of your bed – and you were the reason he smiled every day. Slowly strangers became friends with a feather light undertone of maybe something more in the future.

”You’re very quiet today Y/N, everything’s alright?” The best you can give him is a strained smile but not convincing enough to ease the worry from his features.

”Yes, of course. There’s nothing to worry about Guk.” Humans can lie Jeongguk knows this but he still gets surprised when you try and fail miserably. You’re the worst liar of them all. You let out a soft sigh when he doesn’t relent. Bless his honest heart he can’t just pretend to accept your blatant lie, even more, when it affects your mood.

”You can tell me everything you know that right?” Of course, you know that you want to tell him but instead, you rest your head on your hands. The business is slow today so there’s a low chance someone might interrupt the flow of your conversation.

You have to tell him sooner or later. Better be now, it’s known to be better to rip the bandaid off fast. ”My sister is getting married next week. It’ll be gone for the whole week. She organised a lot of programs for us.”

Your explanation only confuses him more. You should be happy that your sister is getting married? Did you not want to go? Is there something he’s missing from what you told him?

”I- uh congratulation?” You chuckle at his confused expression. He’s so cute you want to squish his cheeks and plant a soft kiss on his pillowy lips and oh – oh you’re getting ahead of yourself again. Concentrate Y/N. He’s just a friend nothing more. You’re not allowed to think of his lips in a situation like this.

”Thank you. You don’t have to look like a lost bunny – It’s just, these programs are all –” Inhale, exhale. You take in a long breath when the cat finally gets out of the bag. ” –for couples.”

”Why would your sister organise something just for couples? She knows that you don’t have a boyfriend, isn’t she?” His question is valid, you think. You know it was not her intention to make you feel guilty for not having a boyfriend.

”Right. – I don’t think I talked about it before but I have five sisters. They all have a boyfriend or a husband. It’s just me – uh, who doesn’t have someone.”

”Ok.�� Jeongguk nods slowly. You could almost see the cogs turning in his head as he thinks. Soaking in all the information that you just dumped on him he still fails to see the problem. In his head, you could just call your sister and say that you have no one to do these activities with. You can still enjoy the wedding in his opinion.

”I’m terrible at meeting new people. You know it. It took me weeks before I could even look into your eyes without looking away. She – she said that there’s this guy she wants to set me up with. If I don’t have someone to come with me I’ll be doomed.”

You take the faerie’s silence as rejection even though you didn’t ask him yet. The implications are there – and he certainly caught them. At first, you asked Jimin if he would come with you but he’s busy and told you to ask Jeongguk. You’re comfortable with him plus the family knows that you and Jimin are just friends. If you show up with Jeongguk at your side they will finally get off your back.

”She shouldn’t force you to get someone for the sake of having someone.” You’re shocked by the ferocity behind his words. Is he angry? Doesn’t seem like it’s directed at you though.

”She means well.” You place your hand on top of his as a form of comfort. Jeongguk’s anger evaporates as soon as your warm skin makes contact with his. You’re comfortable with him but it doesn’t mean you’re the cuddly type so he’s surprised to receive your physical affection. You usually say things that tell him you care about him in more ways than one but your touches are rare.

”I was hoping I could convince you to come with me. It’s ok if you don’t want to though. I guess I’ll have to accept my sister’s offer then.” Jeongguk quickly turns his palm around under yours to comfortably wave them together. His hold turns rather possessive when you tell him the sister option. He doesn’t want any man on your side.

”I’ll go if that’s what you want.” Chocolate brown eyes are looking at you with newfound fire in them. This is his chance to show you that you could be good for each other. Maybe after acting like a couple for a week will make you realise how head over heels he is for you. Jeongguk knows that you find him attractive but doesn’t know how deep your affection runs for him. He might get his answer at the wedding.

”That’s why I’m asking silly. I would like that.” You smile and squeeze his hand back. You look straight into his eyes until a customer waltzes inside the store (breaking the intimate moment) forcing Jeongguk to look away from you. You silently slip away when he serves the patrons.

The rest of the week goes by slowly. You and Jimin pop up a few times during his break time but both of you are pretty busy finishing up the orders to be able to close the shop for the entire week. Every minute the fae can spare he thinks about the upcoming weekend where he will be able to hold your hand and meet your family – call you his.

After the week if you’re reacting well to his advances he promises himself to confess his feelings for you. Jimin has been encouraging him to take the first step. Knowing that you will never do that due to your insecurities. Your mind and body are not in the best harmony but you’re on your way to working on it. Jeongguk likes every inch of you he would gladly help you on the bumpy road of self-love.

Jeongguk never saw you in anything but an oversized t-shirt before. He could hardly believe it when he sees you wear a nice fitting floral patterned t-shirt showing him the feminine curves of your waist. He could tell that you spent extra time this morning getting ready and Jeongguk hopes that you put so much effort into your appearance because of him. You’re beautiful no matter what you wear but this confident side of you stirs something in his lower belly that suspiciously feels like arousal.

In your excitement, you greet him with a hug. Your breasts are pushed against his chest and your arms wrap around his slim waist to get close. He freezes when his cock stirs in his pants begging for the gods in his head that you didn’t feel that.

It would be embarrassing if you caught him sporting an erection just from hugging a woman like an inexperienced teenage boy. You smell like fresh laundry too that doesn’t help his case to calm down.

You’re getting self-conscious the longer he stays silent. You start to think that he doesn’t like your outfit. Jimin spent an entire day persuading you to buy it at the mall yesterday saying that Jeongguk would drop his jaw to the ground how pretty you look in it. Maybe he was wrong after all. You slowly start to pull away giving yourself away to the inner voice in your head that tells you to save yourself from further embarrassment when he finally reciprocates your hug.

Sensing your changing mood he’s fast to put your nerves at ease. If he embarrasses himself in the meantime so be it, it’s totally fine if you keep smiling like that at him.

”You’re so beautiful petal.” You’re glad that he’s hugging you so close. This way you can bury your face into his strong chest and hide your blushing cheeks from his prying eyes.

”P-Petal?” The question comes out in a whisper. Jeongguk can tell by your expression that you like the nickname he gave you very much. He’s been meaning to call you that for months. Now he finally has a reason to just call you that without it being weird.

”Hmnn. Petal suits you. You always have different flowers embroidered in your shoes.” Your heart beats like crazy when he places his chin on top of your head in mid explanation, he begins nosing at your freshly washed hair breathing in your scent so openly.

”A-Are you ready to go?” Too flustered to even say thank you you try to jump to another subject and Jeongguk lets you have your ways. His fingers skim down your arm until he can lace your fingers together to guide you to his car parked near your house.

”I got us coffee.” Jeongguk is a true gentleman with a bunny teeth grin. He opens the passenger seat for you before he rounds the car and takes his place behind the wheel.

Both your hands are occupied by the cups and you nearly spill their contents when he leans in to fasten your seatbelt. There’s this mischievous look in his eyes that you know so well because you have seen the same expression on your best friend’s face countless times when he outsmarted you. Just now you realise that it was his plan all along. His plan was flawless – you didn’t even suspect a thing when he made you hold onto both cups so he could lean close to you. He plans on using every opportunity to get close to you. He wants you to see him as more than a friend.

Jeongguk secures your seatbelt slowly letting his breath fan across your face until you’re as red as a tomato. The sign that you’re getting flustered by his proximity gives him hope.

”You tricked me!” You slap his shoulder half heartedly with no real force. Your face is still hot when he moves away to turn on the engine after fixing his seatbelt as well.

”This is nothing petal. I have all sorts of tricks up my sleeve just for you to enjoy all week.” That name again. Petal. You like hearing it from him it makes your heart flutter. If that’s true it will be a hard week for you trying not to fall even more deeply in love with the handsome faerie. You want to say that he doesn’t need any tricks – he already has your heart but you decide to say nothing. Instead, you send a quick message to Jimin informing him that you’re on your way to your sister’s wedding with Jeongguk and promise to update him when you’re there.

You switch your phone off when you send the message and watch Jeongguk drive for a little in comfortable silence before you remember something. ”I bought snacks.”

You dug through your bag as you search for something in particular. You make a satisfied hum when you find it and Jeongguk’s eyes sparkle when he sees the treat in your hands. It’s his favourite snack. He remembers telling you about it once, he’s touched that you kept this information about him.

”Marry me right now.” He moans when the savoury taste of his favourite chips hits his tastebuds. You even got the flavour right.

”Men usually buy me lunch before they say that.” You joke but his answer implies something else entirely that makes you gulp.

”I would buy the whole restaurant petal if that’s all it takes.”

Can’t really say anything to that.

Since both of his hands are needed to drive, you keep feeding him during the journey to the neighbouring city. You try to ignore the feeling of his lips when you accidentally poke him with your fingers or when he licks the powder off your digits when he’s done. He’s going to be the death of you if he keeps this up.

You don’t know how he does that but Jeongguk looks like he freshly walked out of the latest fashion magazine even after driving for five hours straight while you feel like you were just spat out of a dog’s mouth. You desperately need to pee and your ass is broken from sitting for so long.

Jeongguk takes care of your luggage while you find the closest restroom before you walk to the reception together to get your room keys and find out where the rest of your family is.

You’re getting nervous he could tell when you start to twist your ring around your finger.

”Are you nervous about me meeting your parents?” It’s scary how easy it feels to intertwine your fingers with his. He always had this calming aura around him that never ceases to make you feel at ease.

”Yes. I’m afraid they won’t believe me that such a handsome man is my boyfriend.”

Jeongguk immediately frowns when you talk down on yourself. He wouldn’t let you talk like that even if it’s you.

”I won’t let you degrade yourself, you’re beautiful Y/N. Of course, a handsome man like myself would date a beautiful girl like you. If someone thinks otherwise then fuck them, it doesn’t mean they’re right and I am wrong.”

You can’t meet his eyes right now but fortunately, he doesn’t force you to. He knows it’s not easy for you to accept yourself as it is. Jeongguk has his own set of insecurities it’s only normal to feel that way. It doesn’t mean he won’t tell you as many times as you need to hear to believe him when he says you’re the most beautiful woman he has ever laid his eyes on. It has nothing to do with beauty standards.

You don’t need to have the perfect nose or the best body weight for your height, it doesn’t take away from the unique beauty every individual has – including you.

He’s not obligated to tell anyone what makes you in his eyes beautiful. You just are.

He wants to tell you everything but he knows you wouldn’t be able to listen to him and say a sincere ’thank you’ just yet. He also knows that you’ll eventually get there.

”Let's go in, see our room and get some rest. You must be tired from the drive here.”

You appreciate the smooth transition he made in the conversation. It doesn’t stop you from feeling guilty because of what you said about yourself earlier. You could tell that he took your words to heart. It was not your intention to make him upset. Sometimes you just tend to overthink things.

It’s best if you leave that thought at the back of your mind for later to nitpick. You should be happy, it’s your only chance to see your sister get married (hopefully.) You should spend this time relaxing with your family and Jeongguk.

”You drove here I didn’t do anything. If someone needs to rest it’s you.” You pull him by your intertwined hands. You wasted enough time talking outside the guests probably thought that you two were weird for stalling.

You hope your parents are not here yet you want to introduce Jeongguk when you two rested for a bit. They can be quite overbearing and knowing them when they learn that Jeongguk is a faerie and not human they’ll ask all sorts of questions from him. It would be a first to introduce a supernatural boyfriend as your sisters all dated and married humans.

You didn’t even think about that.

”I can see the cogs turning in your head. What are you thinking about so intently?” Jeongguk gently flicks your forehead when he sees you zone out as soon as you get into the elevator.

Jeongguk has the key for your rooms in his hand as his other still holds yours. When your sister made the original booking for your room she didn’t have another person in mind and by the time you told her that you’ll have someone come with you, it would have been difficult to change it. It’s not a big deal considering that the bed is large enough for two. You never shared a bed with someone before though.

”O-Oh, nothing. Just stuff.” You keep looking ahead even when you feel his breath hit your ear. Just feel it now that his chest is pushed against your back in an intimate position. It’s clearly his doing but why you’re the only one affected by it? Damn heart calm down or he’ll hear you!

”Uh-huh. Sure, stuff.” He’s mocking you. It’s clear as they that he doesn’t buy your poor excuse at all.

”Hey, Guk.” His previous expression melts when he sees your eyes soften. He could tell the change in your emotions as you lock eyes with him. ”I’m glad you’re here.” You share a shy smile before the elevator pings and opens on your floor cutting the moment you two had short. He curses the damn inanimate object for ruining the perfect opportunity to steal your first kiss – but it seems like the kiss will have to wait.

”Wow. Your family is loaded.” Jeongguk says it without any ill intent. The first thing he does when you open the door to the suite is jump on the bed and get into a weird starfish pose that makes you laugh.

”Not my family. It’s the groom who’s rich. He’s the CEO of Kim Industries my sister was an interpreter for them for a few months that’s how they met. After her contract ended they went on a few dates got together and after five years of dating. Boom. Here we are.” You keep smiling when you share the short version of your sister’s love story and he can’t help but admire you from the plush bed. You look really good in your outfit. He can’t wait to finally see you in a dress. He knows it’s gonna be sky blue because he asked to match his tie with your dress.

You bend down to take off your shoes unaware that this way Jeongguk has the perfect view of your tits squished together showing him a sliver of skin that you wouldn’t normally. The respectful thing would be to look away but he’s weak. He’s a man with needs and you’re the object of his desires for a very long time now.

The notification sound coming from your phone lets you miss Jeongguk’s hungry stare as you obliviously text your mother back. Once you look up he got a neutral look on his face like he was not drooling at the sight of your tits five seconds ago.

”My parents will be here by late afternoon. My sister is here though so we should go down and join them for lunch.”

”Ok. Give me a minute petal I’ll just wash my face and we can go.” You don’t have time to think about the small kiss he places on top of your hair while he passes you to reach the bathroom on your left. You never vocalised that you want Jeongguk to play the part of your boyfriend for the wedding but it would feel wrong to introduce him as a friend when you feel so much more for him. Your sister would sniff out your lie before the last syllable left your lips. She knows you too well.

Jeongguk ever since you asked him to accompany you to the wedding became a lot more touchy-feely with you. You wish you had his confidence maybe that way you would be able to tell him how you feel.

Getting out of your thoughts with a headshake you text Jimin that you arrived.

[12:21] Great! Have lots of fun with Gukie!

[12:22] Don’t do anything with him that you know I wouldn’t do 😉 love ya!

from Y/N:

[12:22] like there’s anything you wouldn’t do you nasty hoe!

[12:23] I’ll bring back a present for you, make sure not to miss me too much chim chim

”What are you smiling about?” You close your screen before Jeongguk could see it. You don’t want him to know about your feelings for him this way. He deems that you’re acting suspiciously. Are you texting other men? He hopes not. Jimin told him that you don’t have any love interest that he knows of. He wants to think that the thing that’s going on between you is mutual. You seem to react to his courting positively.

”Just Jimin asking if we arrived safely. Come on let’s go.” You pocket your phone and tug at his hand. It seems like you’re a lot more open to the skin to skin contact after he initiated it. You were just too shy to make the first move as Jimin put it.

The smell of cafeteria food draws both of you in and without much of a question you look around the selection in silent agreement. One look at the delicious display of food is enough for you to forget about your original plan of searching for your sister’s table as you pile different kinds of dishes on each other’s plates.

”Take this salad I’ll pick out the cucumbers I know you don’t like that.” You have to give credit where it’s due. Jeongguk is the perfect boyfriend. He even remembered that you don’t like cucumbers? Is it too late to steal his line and ask for his hand in marriage?

”Deal. I’ll share the chicken wings then it’s too much for me to eat anyway I got the less spicy ones so you can eat it.” You’re standing hip to hip discussing what will you share and getting the right things accordingly. You didn’t even feel the looming presence of your sister and his fiance just when she clears her throat.

”I can’t tell if you’ll eat each other first or the food.” Her comment is obviously aimed at you to make you blush but when you see Jeongguk’s ears turn red too – and it’s the most adorable sight you’ve ever seen. She seems to see his red ears too because next her eyes go to the pointed ends. Recognition shines in her orbs as she realises he’s a faerie.

His senses can pick up that she’s very happy (it’s her wedding day, of course, the bride should be happy) there’s some nervousness mixed in the pot of her emotions but it’s natural too. She looks a lot like you, you have the same eyes and nose.

You both move at the same time to hug each other, it’s been a while since you saw your sister and you missed her. Talking on the phone is not the same. She clearly missed you too seeing how tightly she holds you. Both Namjoon your sister’s fiance and Jeongguk watch the interaction with a small smile.

”It’s good to see you Hira. Let me introduce you! Hira this is Jeongguk my..uh–”

”Hi, I’m the boyfriend.” You’re glad that Jeongguk finishes for you. You were afraid you might say the wrong thing.

”Nice to meet you boyfriend of my baby sister.” She’s having an intense staredown with Jeongguk like she’s trying to reach the deepest part of his soul before her lips quirk up into a small smile. Whatever she was looking for she found it and she’s pleased. Good enough for you.

”I’m Namjoon it’s nice to meet you.” The two men share a friendly handshake and you’re happy that they seem to get along. Even your sister falls into easy conversation with him as you sit down and start eating. What started as a police interrogation led by your sister (and warden) ended up being a chat about hobbies and what kind of music he listens to. Normal stuff.

There are still traces of that anxiety you felt before getting your room key stuck to your otherwise sweet smell. Jeongguk places a hand on your knee under the table the touch is hidden from your sister’s view so you relax under the secure weight of his warm palm. This is his way of reassuring you that you don’t need to feel so stiff. You finally relax.

Jeongguk is very perceptive to emotions it’s one of his unique traits as a faerie. Sometimes being surrounded by lots of people can trigger his sensory overload. You made a note in your mind to check up on him later about it. It seems like you were worried for nothing.

Your sister likes Jeongguk and tells you that when you wait for the boys to hand the plates back to the kitchen.

”When were you going to tell me about him?” You can tell that your sister is curious – more than she’s angry about the fact that you kept your ’boyfriend’ hidden. It’s been a while since you had a boyfriend and the last relationship didn’t end too well.

”It’s kinda new. We’re still figuring things out.” You’re not lying. You sure are trying to figure things out.

You jump a little when you feel arms snake around your waist the familiar weight of his chin makes you relax against him though. It seems like your conversation about this has to wait. You look away when your sister starts to suck Namjoon’s face like she’ll take him right here in the middle of the dining room. You think this is the perfect time to excuse yourself and retreat to your room with Jeongguk.

You motion for him to follow you as you try to ignore how his hand stays on your waist and pulls you close while you walk.

”Mom and dad will arrive around four. We will have the first practice round then so don’t have too much fun!” Hira yells after the two of you when she realises you try to sneak out under her watch – she won’t have that. You hide your blushing face into Jeongguk’s shoulder when a few heads turn thanks to your loud ass sister.

”I like them they’re nice.” You’re glad to hear that. You give him a lazy smile now that your stomach is full you’re getting a little sleepy. You couldn’t get a wink of sleep last night because of your nerves and now the fatigue seems to catch up to you. Jeongguk rubs your shoulders as you lean your weight against him your eyes are almost shut when the elevator doors open on your floor number and you stumble on your feet.

”Wrap your hands around my neck petal.” You’re confused at his command but you do as he told. The next thing you realise is when you’re carried by him to your door in bridal style. Some of the guests that are staying on the same floor share a giggle with their partners.

”Jeon Jeongguk! Put me down!” Even when you’re between the four walls of your shared suite he refuses to let you go.

He unceremoniously dumps you on the sheets and collapses right next to you. You were not ready to share the bed with him so soon. Your heart is about to skyrocket out of your chest if he gets even closer. He doesn’t seem to care though as he nuzzles his face into your neck and pulls you close by grabbing your waist. Fuck it’s kinda hot that he can move you around like a doll and position you the way he likes.

”You smell so nice.” Ok now at any minute you could get a cardiac arrest. This boy is not good for your heart.

”I don’t want to ever get up. We should stay like this forever.” His words are whispered into your skin right before he places a small peck at the prodding vein on your neck.

There’s no way he can’t feel how your heart is hammering away in your chest.

He’s so close and his body is pressed against you so tightly. You can feel his heartbeat on your back and it’s going really fast. You don’t know what compelled you to act so boldly but you turn around in his hold with eyes big like saucers as you place your palm against his chest right where his heart is to make sure what you’re feeling is correct and it’s not just your imagination.

Jeongguk looks up at you with half lidded eyes – he can tell that you feel his heart beat like crazy and it’s all for you. He doesn’t try to hide it anymore he wants you to know that his heart is pumping blood and keeps him alive only for you for a while now. You had his heart all this time. Yours to break or cherish – the choice is in your hands.

”I love you.”

He is so brave laying his heart on the table. It’s only fair if you’re honest as well. So you cup his cheeks in your slightly shaking hands and mould your lips against his. They fit like puzzle pieces. He moves right you move left in perfect harmony as you taste each other’s lips for the first time. It doesn’t need to involve tongue as you shyly get accustomed to the pillowy lips pressed against yours.

”I love you too.”

Tiny sparks surround you as you continue kissing each other. The magic stored in his veins could hardly be contained as he devours your mouth getting passionate with every pressing minute he spends exploring you. There’s a sudden knock on the door it makes you two jump at the very end of the bed to get as much space between you as it’s humanly possible. Your sister’s head pokes through the crack.

”Sorry lovebirds. Come down mom and dad arrived earlier than I anticipated.”

She gives both of you a tiny smirk before she disappears with a knowing look on her face. Oh, you will never hear the end of this. She could guess by the flush on both of your faces and the way your lips are rosy and kiss swollen that you were in a passionate lip locking session when she interrupted.

”Guess we have to continue this another time petal.” Your cheeks flare a pretty crimson when Jeongguk visibly licks his lips as if he tries to savour your taste. Such a simple action can turn you on. What Jeon Jeongguk has done to you?

You feel a lot lighter now that you don’t have to hide how much he makes your heart flutter when he reaches for your hand inside the elevator. He turns you around in his arms to give your lips a few pecks as if he cannot help himself but touch you all the more now that he knows his feelings are returned and appreciated.

He knows which ones are your parents closing in on you when your hand around his arm tighten.

There are a few minutes left before the practice ceremony starts to ensure everything runs smoothly for the big day tomorrow and the guests talk among each other about how beautiful this wedding will be. However, your sister still didn’t elaborate on what kind of couple event she organized for all of you.

”Mom, dad.” You’re happy to see them and they are happy to see you. Your parents can be overbearing sometimes but still your parents. You give both of them a big hug and a kiss on their cheeks. Gravitating back to Jeongguk’s side when it’s time for you to introduce him to them.

This is a lot easier now that you don’t have to lie. ”This is my boyfriend Jeongguk.”

It feels even better to say it – Jeongguk can feel your emotions shifting from relief to happiness. His smile mirrors yours when he greets the parents. They took it well that he’s not human, he’s glad because you mean a lot to him and your parents mean a lot to you.

That’s all he ever wanted – to be by your side. He can’t wait to see you in your dress tomorrow. He caught a glimpse of it when you made sure this afternoon that you have everything for tomorrow.

”I’ll skip the if you make my daughter cry I’ll give you something to cry about because of this beautiful wedding just around the corner. I’m sure my daughter loves you dearly to bring you here.” Jeongguk gives your father a firm handshake, he’s a little intimidated by your father at first but knows that he has your best interest at heart.

”Stop with the dramatics honey. It’s clear as day that they’re in love with each other. I know our little girl is in good hands.” Your mother gives Jeongguk’s arm a good squeeze and your boyfriend matches the sentiment with a sweet smile nodding his head.

”Ignore them. They just want to embarrass me with this bad cop good cop talk.”

You pull him to your seats when the music starts. Jeongguk can hardly keep a giggle inside at how cute you look when being flustered. His thumb runs circles on the back of your hand that’s been resting on his lap during the whole practice.

You both are too tired when you made it back to your suite. After a quick shower, you grab the first thing from your suitcase and change into your pyjamas while he showers.

You engage in some lazy kisses before he pulls you close to his body turning you around so your back is flush against his chest and lets sleep envelop you after such an eventful day.

You feel a last chaste kiss placed on the side of your face before the darkness pulls you in.

Jeongguk is up before you are. The sheets are tangled around your ankles and he has a great view of your ass in your bundled up shorts. His hands stay respectfully on your waist though even if it takes every fibre of his self-control to not slide his palm under your shirt and cup your perky breasts that he can see because of your low neckline. The perfect size for his hands to grab and fondle. So much skin – he wants to kiss every inch of you.

You were already under the covers when he made it to the bed so he didn’t see your sleeping outfit. He wonders if you were perhaps expecting something to happen last night.

You were both too tired to think about sex even though the sloppy kisses he stole from you didn’t help him get a raging boner in his sweatpants. His morning wood makes contact with your asscheeks as you unconsciously push your body against his. His little moan didn’t stir you awake – not sure if he feels disappointed or relieved to see that.

He wants to let you sleep for a while but on the other hand, he wants you to wrap your fingers around his cock and make him cum.

He feels like the bad guy, thinking about different positions he wants you in when you��re deeply asleep next to him. So peaceful. He’s a wicked man but can’t find an ounce of shame in himself as he slowly gives your body a once over. His palm rubs against his clothed cock as he watches you arch your back and roll onto your stomach.

He wants to rip your shorts to shreds and get rid of the offending fabric that hides your plump ass from his view. He rubs harder feeling his cock throb inside his boxers desperate for release. Your shirt has ridden up your torso showing the skin on your back while your tits are squished to the bed underneath you.

Can’t help himself anymore Jeongguk takes his cock out and strokes the sensitive foreskin. His precum glistens as the sun shines through the blinds.

He’s so lost in his little fantasy that he didn’t see that you’re awake. He’s not that quiet while he moans your name as much as he would like to think. His eyes are tightly shut as he speeds up his hands running up and down his cock.

His low moans are bouncing around the silent room. Jeongguk doesn’t hear the rustle of sheets as you get closer or when your breath hitches when the heavy scent of his arousal hits your nose. Not touching him but close enough to get a first class view of his hands pumping his cock while moaning your name.

He’s close you can tell by the signs of his ragged breathing and how he focuses on his pink tip more spreading the precum around the head. A wave of arousal hits you.

It’s not just you. You can feel his pleasure like it is your own – the tiny particles of magic that surround the room undoubtedly come from the needy faerie. Even him is probably unaware that his magic runs free affecting you in heatwaves.

Right when he’s about to spill his seed you seal his moan with a needy kiss while your fingers wrap around the base of his cock halting his movements before he could cum all over his stomach. Jeongguk lets out a surprised moan when you take over his fingers tightly wrapped around his length you dictate a much slower pace than he has.

His eyes are open big doe eyes watching you full of lust when you push your tongue into his mouth and start the battle for dominance. He accepts your kiss with eagerness lets you take over his whole body. The pleasure intensifies.

You know he can feel you too. It’s easy to learn his body when you can tell which twist of your fingers or kisses makes him let out the loudest moans or when the pleasure in the pit of your stomach gets more intense. You two are connected by your emotions – that even if you’re not at the receiving end of the touching you feel it like his fingers are deep inside your cunt.

He’s close again his hips are thrusting into your fist and your hold on his slippery cock tightens.

Your name on his lips is fueling your desire. All it takes for your warm mouth to envelop the tip for him to shoot his load down your throat with a loud moan. You swallow.

Jeongguk pants against your shoulder pulling you impossibly close you two share an obscene kiss full of teeth and spit with his taste still lingering on your tongue.

You can’t blame him for being impatient Jeongguk removes your shorts in one go – only hooking a finger under your panties to pull it to the side before his long finger sinks into you. He gives you a few pumps to get you used to the sensation when he pushes another digit into your quivering walls fucking you with his fingers while his lips leave kisses all over your shoulders and neck.

He’s ravaging you like you’re his last meal. You tighten around his fingers ready to cum when he pulls them back with a last loud squelch. The string of your arousal breaks when he puts the fingers in his mouth sucking them clean.

”Tell me now if you want me to stop.” Jeongguk is breathless as he presses the words out like it physically pains him to offer you a way out.

His hard cock slides between your wet folds making the both of you moan. He doesn’t push inside though – not without your permission.

”Want you. Please fuck me.” You reach down to position him to your opening and he slowly pushes in between swears when you tell him he can take you.

”It feels too good. I’ll cum so quick. Fuck.” You feel the same way with your senses heightened.

You not only feel the delicious pressure of his cock parting your walls but you can feel how Jeongguk feels while your walls pulse around him. It’s even better when he starts moving. Every thought you might have disappears as soon as he starts thrusting in and out of your buttered pussy. He goes deeper each time ensuring that your walls comfortably part around his grith.

”I love you.” You confess between kisses and Jeongguk smiles at your shy words. He says ’I love you too.’ easily.

He makes sure you feel every inch of his cock in you, every vein and ridge while his tip rubs against your pleasure spot inside you. He can feel the sudden spike in your pleasure and makes sure he hits the same spot repeatedly until you start convulsing around his length releasing around his cock.

Chasing his own end Jeongguk holds your legs apart to sink even deeper than before until you can feel him in your guts. His cock stretches you out so good – uncaring that he pushes your cum out with each stroke and makes a mess of the sheets underneath you. Your inner thighs are wet from your release and Jeongguk’s ball slap against your asscheeks with each thrust.

He wants to feel you get tight again (he edged himself to the point where his self-control is slowly slipping away) so he rubs his thumb over your clit smearing your cum on the pink nub to make you squeeze around him to get his release before he stills and cums in your swollen cunt. He fucks his release into you with slow strokes while your name never fails to leave his lips as he makes sure you take every drop of his cum.

He stays inside while you catch your breaths together. Jeongguk kisses you over and over again until you melt against the sheets.

- End.

#jungkook fanfiction #jungkook smut #bts fanfiction #bts smut #bts supernatural au #jungkook x reader #bts faerie au #bts fake dating au #bts wedding au #faerie jungkook #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #bts fic #bts fanfic

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marauderswlwmonth · 2 years

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Prompt Definitions

Most of the prompts are pretty self explanatory, but here are some helpful definitions!

9/1, Sports: Can be based around Quidditch or any muggle sport.

9/2, Cafe/Florist/Tattoo: Any shop is acceptable, we used this term for simplicity’s sake.

9/3, Marriage: This can be literally anything wedding related. Proposal, wedding, honeymoon, you name it.

9/4, Forced Proximity: Two characters forced into a small space together.

9/5, Enemies to Lovers: Any variation acceptable. Could be Rivals to Lovers, Friends to Enemies to Lovers, etc.

9/6, Song Fic: A fic based off of a song, or using song lyrics.

9/7, Hurt/Comfort: Hurt happens and then comfort.

9/8, Raising Kids: Characters raise kids together

9/9, Pirates: Pirates.

9/10, Healing/Wound Cleaning: One character cleans the wounds of another character

9/11, Movie/Myth/Fairytale: Retell a movie, myth, fairytale, etc using Marauders Era characters.

9/12, First Kiss/Last Kiss: Tell the story of a couple’s first kiss, and their last kiss. First/last date, meeting, time seeing each other, etc. are also acceptable.

9/13, Holidays: Can be any holiday. Christmas. New Years. Purim. Spring break. The solstice.

9/14, Rarepair: An uncommon ship. Try to avoid more popular ships like Dorlene or Macevans.

9/15, Forbidden Love: Forces opposing the characters that do not want them to be together.

9/16, Farmers: At least one character is a farmer

9/17, Royalty: At least one character is a member of the royal family.

9/18, Soulmates: Any form of soulmate AU.

9/19, Meet Cute: Two characters accidentally meeting (in a cute way).

9/20, Vampires: At least one character is a vampire.

9/21, Formal Balls: Masquerade, Yule Ball, etc.

9/22, Texting: Dialogue takes place primarily over text or a chatroom.

9/23, Faeries: At least one character is a fae.

9/24, Found Family: Characters find a family outside of their biological one.

9/25, Favorite Character Day: Pick your favorite character of the Marauders Era and make something for/about them.

9/26, Coming Out: A character comes out as LGBTQ+ in some way, to someone.

9/27, Fake Dating: A couple pretends to date each other.

9/28, Band/Musician: At least one character is in a band/a musician.

9/29, Sun and Moon: One character represents the sun, and one represents the moon. Or, one character is the embodiment of the sun and one character is the embodiment of the moon.

9/30, Free Day: Do whatever you want!

#dorcas meadowes #dorlene #emmary #lily evans #marauders #marauders era #marauderswlwmonth2022 #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #marylene

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shadowsandtea · 3 years

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Modern AU Gwynriel headcanons

Azriel brings Gwyn coffee in bed every morning because otherwise she gets hella cranky during their sessions in the training pit

They battle for hours over what movies and shows to watch at night, only for Azriel to fall asleep 30 min in. Gwyn just rolls her eyes and smiles, rubbing Az’s head as it lays in her lap

So many tipsy music sessions on Saturday nights after too much faerie wine

Their favorite song to duet is “Thinking Out Loud”

They live in a small white Mediterranean style bungalow built on a cliff by the sea. Az had it built just for her so she could wake up to the sound of the ocean every morning

Mini Pegasus sleeps on the Gwyn’s corner of bed

Rainy afternoons in Velaris involve them sitting in cozy cafe, reading books and sharing a chocolate croissant

They don’t cuddle when they sleep, but they always fall asleep holding hands or arms

Azriel’s and his shadows like to play small pranks on Gwyn, mostly bc Gwyn is cute as shit when she’s flustered and Az can’t get enough

Weekly game nights or date nights with Feyre, Rhys, Nesta, and Cassian. During game nights, Rhys and Gwyn (who are absolute besties) love to pair up against the others. It can get extremely competitive...... and the trash talk never ends

But Az just shakes his head and smiles when it happens, because he loves seeing that 2 of his favorite people have such a strong friendship and Gwyn is so stinking ADORABLE when she wins

Gwyn coming home with yet another mini Pegasus bc theirs needs a brotherrrrrr

Azriel now has a mini Pegasus sleeping on his side of the bed too

Az serenading Gwyn, just because

They take turns babysitting Nyx with Cassian and Nesta; Gwyn can always calm Nyx down and lure him to sleep by singing to him

Azriel watches her lovingly, picturing her doing that with their own child one day

They love to plan little getaways when they can; their favorite spot being a cabin they own in Autumn Court. They enjoy the solitude

The cabin sits next to a beautiful lake because Gwyn obviously loves to be near the water (it’s the water nymph in her)

The cabin has a fire pit outside where they love to have bon fires, drink spiced cider and play music. Az brings his guitar and Gwyn does most of the singing.

She glows when she sings, attracting all the fireflies in the area. The fireflies’ lights reflect off the lake water, making it look like a giant pool of stars

They show PDA in the cutest possible ways: forehead and cheek kisses, “I love you” hand squeezes, Az loves to wrap his arms (and shadows) around her.

Gwyn attends Feyre’s painting classes to help deal with her anxiety and PTSD. Her skills have gotten better with time, and Az insists on keeping them all

He calls her “love”, and (jokingly) “my warrior goddess” she calls him “babe” and (jokingly)“shadowsinger”.

During Winter Solstice, the IC gathers around the grand fireplace of the River House, sipping mulled wine and hot chocolate as Gwyn and Azriel sing Christmas songs

Gwyn coming home exhausted after a long night of dealing with Merrill in the House of Wind Library, and Azriel having a hot bubble bath waiting on her

He’s missed her so much all day that he’ll just sit next to the bathtub and talk with her

They don’t fight often, but they are both very stubborn. If they do fight, Azriel’s shadows typically side with Gwyn, which drives Azriel nuts

But most fights they have end in some insane shadow sex

If people thought their playful banter was entertaining, you should here their *dirty talk* banter 🥵

Whenever Gwyn comes home from her girls’ nights with Nesta and Emerie, she always has a new book she can’t put down

The latest one she brought home was a smutty retelling of “The Little Mermaid”

Azriel lovingly picks on her for it, asking her if she’s reading her “mermaid porn again??” every time her nose is in a book

They order take out often, but if they cook, they cook together. Gwyn finds cooking to be a chore, but she loves to eat! Az finds cooking relaxing, so he doesn’t mind taking the lead most of the time

He is also a surprisingly good baker: chocolate croissants are his specialty. They remind him of mornings in the cafe with Gwyn, so he’s quite fond of them

Gwyn lounging on Az on the couch at the House of Wind, listening to their best friends Cassian and Nesta bicker like a couple of street cats

Gwyn has become quite the collector, always collecting unique things she finds from the places she travels to and visits. Az tries to bring her small knickknacks from abroad during his spymaster work for Rhys

Gwyn still has moments where she struggles to be around people outside of their group of friends. However, she loves animals, making small friends wherever she goes

Part 2 possibly to come later when I think of more.. 😂

#azriel #azriel acosf #azriel x gwyn #gwyn berdara #gwynriel #acowar #acomaf #hogwarts #pro gwynriel #pro gwyneth berdara

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btschooseafic · 3 years

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fave list

Buckle in folks, this is gonna be a long ride!

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all of ★ crystaljin’s fics

special mentions:

♥ By its cover series (witch!reader x demon!hoseok, college au) [completed]

♥ He’s pretending (daemon! jimin x faerie! reader) [completed]

♥ Would I choose you? (jimin x reader, superhero au) [completed]

♥ Equinox (jimin x reader, seasonal gods au) [completed]

♥ A long journey home (taehyung x reader, isekai) and its sequel ♥ River lead me home (seokjin x reader, isekai) [completed]

♥ The ‘mum’ friend drabble series (seokjin x reader, friends to lovers) [completed]

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★ jincherie

♥ lost & found (seokjin x reader, selkie au) [completed]

♥ moon magic (hoseok x reader, mermaid au) [completed]

♥ Timid (jimin x reader, hybrid au, cafe au) [completed]

♥ 4 o’clock (taehyung x reader, single parent au, hybrid au, ongoing) [ongoing]

♥ Wanted (jungkook x reader, space au, alien au, futuristic, royalty) [completed]

♥ potion 609 (seokjin x reader, jimin x reader, seokjin x jimin, polyam, witches au, road trip au, college au) [completed]

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★ writersrealmbts

♥ Bulletproof Melody series (ot7 x reader, superhero au, polyam) [completed?]

♥ The Sanctuary series (hybrid au with overlapping plot lines between the different stories) [some parts completed, some parts ongoing]

♥ Pack Trials (werewolf au, a/b/o dynamics, different routes for different members, plus members from other groups!) [some parts completed, some parts ongoing]

***

★ agustdakasuga

♥ A Place Called Home (ot7 x reader, hybrid au, reader is a hybrid doctor, polyam) [completed]

♥ You Never Walk Alone (ot7 x reader, werewolf au, high school au, polyam) [completed]

♥ The Galaxy Above Us (ot7 x reader, gods au, polyam) [completed]

***

★ fresh outta jams

I particularly like their fantasy college stories, and their soulmate aus. There’s one plus a sequel for every member!

Special Mentions:

♥ Cat Got Your Tongue (yoongi x reader, college au, fantasy au, warlock!yoongi) [completed]

♥ As You Wish (jungkook x reader, fantasy au, college au, genie!jungkook with a twist) [completed]

♥ Creatures of the Night (werewolf! namjoon x vampire! reader, college au, fantasy au) [completed]

♥ Two Bodies, One Soul (jungkook x reader, soulmates au) [completed]

♥ Tattoos and Tiaras (jungkook x reader, single parent au, tattoo artist! jungkook) [completed]

***

★ daydream hobii

♥ Rose & Thorns (ot7 x reader, hybrid au, reader is a hybrid rehabilitation person, polyam) [completed]

♥ Shelter of Hope (ot7 x reader, human! reader and human! namjoon run a hybrid shelter, polyam) [completed]

♥ Shadows & Wolfsbane (ot7 x reader, werewolf au, a/b/o dynamics, polyam) [completed]

***

★ hollyhomburg

so much good content!!!!

soulmate au:

these three go together: ♥ The Sugar Wars (yoongi x reader, yoongi and his soulmate share the sense of taste), ♥ Growing Pains (hoseok x reader, hoseok and his soulmate share each other’s pain), ♥ Wings and Thorns (namjoon x reader, namjoon can’t figure out his soulmate tattoo) [completed]

this one is separate: ♥ Maybe I’m a little Dangerous (Maybe Love is Too) (yoongi x reader, mafia au, coffee shop au, soulmate marks) [completed]

hybrid au:

♥ Sugary Sweet (hybrid!reader x hybrid! taehyung x hybrid! yoongi x human! namjoon is a writer and moves out into the country cause of anxiety, polyam) [completed]

♥ Dance To This (blind! human! reader x hybrid! jin x hybrid namjoon x hybrid yoongi, jin is an influencer lol, sequel with the other members! polyam, sequel on hiatus but worth reading!) [first part completed, second part ongoing]

♥ Hybrid House (hybrid!reader. namjoon finds you and takes you home and they all take care of you. so soft...) [completed]

♥ Of Fire and Love (not really hybrid but... sort of? there be dragons. dragon! yoongi x human! healer! reader, hoseok and jungkook are your kids, jimin x namjoon are a lovely side couple. the gender exploration in here is so poignant.) [ongoing]

***

★ jimlingss

There are so many stories! I’m actually still making my way through this masterlist, but here are some of my faves so far!

♥ The Truth Between Us, co-written with gukyi (agent! yoongi x author! writer, isekai au, sort of a multi-verse business ) [completed]

♥ Heartbreak Insurance (jimin x reader, jimin works for a company that gives benefits to people who are heartbroken, only, he suspects you’re committing fraud and is determined to prove it) [completed]

♥ Magic & Mysteries (familiar! jimin x witch! reader. jimin is kind of an ass in this. but he’s also very lovable. he and reader go through a lot of growth together) [completed]

♥ The Art of Benefits (jimin x reader, fwb to lovers, college au) [completed]

♥ Rent-A-BoyfriendTM (taehyung x reader) [completed]

♥ Love So Shallow (taehyung x reader, friends to lovers, partial college au) [completed]

♥ The President’s Son (president’s son! taehyung x bodyguard! reader, childhood friends au as well) [completed]

♥ Moirai (taehyung x reader, isekai, mc is reincarnated as the villainess flavor of the genre) [completed]

♥ Kitchen Romance (seokjin x reader, both are chefs, reader can see people’s soulmate connections) [completed]

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★ minniepetals

this author has a beautiful, emotive, poetic style of writing and great polyam stories

♥ until the last star falls (ot7 x reader, polyam, underworld gods bts, badass guard reader. a little isekai vibes. some angst) [completed]

♥ caramel macchiato (ot7 x reader, cafe au, mafia au, polyam) [completed]

♥ love poem (ot7 x reader, gods au, soulmates au, polyam) [completed]

♥ wine (ot7 x reader, polyam, just a short thing of reader getting drunk, it’s cute) [completed]

♥ The Butterseries (funnily enough, came out before Butter, the song. anyway, ot7 x reader, office romance, CEO au, polyam) [completed]

♥ Rose & Thorns (ot7 x reader, dragon au, polyam, hiatus I think, definitely worth reading) [ongoing]

***

★ btsarmy9593

still making my way through their masterlist, but so far...

♥ Beguile (fae! taehyung x human! reader, urban fantasy au, mystery vibes) [completed]

♥ Gig (punk band! taehyung x bar owner! reader) [completed]

currently deleted on both tumblr and ao3 :( everyone has their own reasons so I will remember their stories fondly and hope they are doing well wherever they are!

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★ jungshookz

so much content!

♥ Beneath the Water (jimin x reader, mermaid au) [completed]

♥ Stuck With You (taehyung x reader, rooommates au, college au, fratboy! taehyung, namjoon is an adorable bff and I love him) [completed]

♥ Demon! Yoongi [completed]

♥ Beauty & the Bookworm (librarian! namjoon x reader) [completed]

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★ magicalsalamander

♥ Aurelius (namjoon x reader, werewolf au) [completed]

♥ The Act of Persuasion (seokjin x reader, hybrid au, single parent au, arranged marriage au) set in the same universe as ♥ The Rabbit On the Moon (police officer! jungkook x reader, hybrid au, single parent au) [completed]

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★ artaefact

♥ grinchly, yours (flower shop owner! hoseok x book shop owner! reader, christmas fic) [completed]

♥ aeturnal (fae king! taehyung x human princess! reader) [completed]

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★whatifyoulivelikethat

I need to read more of this author...

♥ Mango (jungkook x reader, high school au, trauma recovery) [completed]

♥ Bao (yoongi x reader, they work at a bao shop) [completed]

***

★ aroseforyoongi ‘s writing deserves more love imho.

my fave is ♥ Sold My Soul (demon! seokjin x witch! reader). [completed]

♥ Tinker (seokjin x reader, yoongi x reader, dystopian au) has a lot of potential. the world building is really cool! [ongoing]

[account deactivated!]

***

★ gukyi’s sorted: a hogwarts au series. all of them are really good but I think my faves are:

♥ love, guaranteed (taehyung x reader, there is a ball, taehyung creates a matchmaking service) and [completed]

♥ plant boy (hoseok x reader, hoseok is so soft!!) [completed]

***

★ httpjeon ‘s works are, like, almost a little too smutty for my personal tastes, but the writing and world building and fantasy vibes are so good! I liked the:

♥ Book of Beasts (various magical creatures x reader stories) series in particular, and [some parts completed, some not]

♥ Lovebug (spider hybrid! jimin x reader) is great as well! [completed]

***

★worldwidebt7

♥ Han River, Seoul (namjoon x reader) [completed]

♥ Coffee (hoseok x reader) [completed]

***

★ angelicyoongi

♥ Out of the Woods (namjoon x reader, hybrid au) [completed] ♥ Hold Me Tight (yoongi x reader, hybrid au) [completed]

***

and more!

★ casuallyimagining’s long term couples series, particularly the yoongi bits, special shout out to ♥ Enough, cause we love that ace representation and honestly it’s just so well written

★ honeytae has a lot of cute / smutty drabbles. I love their writing style!

★ blu joons has a lot of cute drabbles, and she writes for a lot of other groups if you are interested in those as well!

♥ River Run by ★koyamuses (sea serpent! yoongi x nymph! reader smut) [completed] full version located on ao3!

♥ Flower by ★ readyplayerhobi (metal head!hoseok x anxious!reader, they meet on a dating app. the way hobi approaches reader’s anxiety is just... melts my heart. and I don’t want to put spoilers, but she’s able to support him as well, so it feels like a balanced relationship. not very prominent side character aroace tae, but I appreciate him so much) [completed]

♥ Hocus Pocus by ★ alilbihh (maknae line x reader, witch!reader, werewolf!jungkook, vampire!jimin, hybrid!taehyung. polyam. this is really soft and sweet and cuddly) [completed]

♥ Evergreen by ★ ughseoks (hoseok x reader x taehyung, christmas fic, polyam) [completed]

♥ The Devil Skates On Thin Ice by ★ vankoya (hockey player! yoongi x figure skater! reader, college au) [completed]

♥ Eunoia by ★ wishesunderthestars (ot7 x reader, hybrid au, reader is a writer) [ongoing]

♥ Thought Trade by ★ bangtanloverboys (jungkook x reader, soulmate au) [completed]

♥ Try Me by ★ jjkfire (namjoon x reader, college au, they’re both rugby players and went to the same high school) [completed]

♥ to measure time in light years by ★ kkulfm writing (eventual ot7 x reader, but right now everyone except jk is married to each other, space au) [ongoing]

tumblr has been removed! still available on ao3 under the same name!

♥ restitution by ★ cloudteawrites (ot7 x reader, hybrid au) [ongoing]

♥ finding home by ★ snackhobi (human!jimin x witch!reader) [completed]

#bts #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #bts fic recs #hybrid au #soulmate au #fantasy au

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Blackthorn Detective Agency - Part 2

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This is the KitTy Sherlock AU! (Just changed its name with something more like a fic's title)

It’s set in 1930s, slow burn & will have a few parts!

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Ty rubbed his fingertips on the frame. It was old, its angels were soft.

“Peru, 1890,” he read at the bottom of the photo. “This photograph is from more than 40 years ago.”

Which wasn’t unusual for a warlock - they lived for centuries. To keep photos from 40 years ago was logical. But why was this the only thing in this flat that was actually… personal?

“It's the only personal piece here,” Kit said. Ty almost smiled - they had the exact same thought. “Probably in the whole flat, except the Spanish books.”

“You have a point,” Ty agreed. Between the pages of that book were papers with conjugated verbs in Spanish. Someone had written them there and Ragnor had copied them. That’s why Ty knew this wasn’t Ragnor’s handwriting on the photo. “But this is not his-”

A sharp sound interrupted him. It was the front door. Someone was trying to break it. Not as good at it as Kit, Ty noticed.

They had no time to worry too much. Ty grabbed Kit by the hand, opened the wood door with the other that was still holding the frame and dragged them both inside.

Ty was conscious he overstepped in Kit's personal space but a moment later they heard how the stranger broke the lock and their steps as they came inside.

The room was small and extremely dark. Ty couldn't see anything and he didn't have the space to draw a rune on himself about it. And he actually didn't have his stele in him. The bigger problem - the room was unknown to them. He was worried if they moved too much they'd make noise and would be exposed.

He heard or rather felt how Kit's breath fastened. Was he claustrophobic? Was it a bad idea to bring them in this small room?

Ty heard the slow steps as they were wandering around the room. They were coming dangerously close to the bedroom.

This was probably inappropriate and Ty didn't know if it would help at all but he must try. He carefully raised a hand and hurried it in Kit's hair. He dragged him closer to Ty until Kit's head was in Ty's neck.

He squeezed a little and Kit pressed against Ty. They both hold into each other in the sea of darkness, trying not to lose balance.

Ty was hearing the stranger's step in the room. They murmured something angrily. Ty was barely breathing. If they heard him and Kit in the closet…

A loud shatter interrupted his thoughts. Ty recognized it was a man's voice by the angry murmur.

For a few more minutes he walked around the apartment, like he… he was searching for something. And he couldn't find it. Eventually the man breathed out heavily and opened the door, not bothering to shut it quietly after himself.

They waited a few more minutes, just to be safe. Then Ty carefully let go of Kit and opened the door. The sudden light hurt his eyes so he squinted for a while to get used to it.

The bed was untouched but Ty couldn't say the same about the living room. There were books on the floor, the table was inverted.

“He was searching for something,” Kit quietly said as he carefully grabbed a book from the floor. Was Ty imagining it or his face was a little flushed?

“Yes,” Ty agreed. He was still holding the frame with the photo. “But what? Could it possibly be this?” He handed the frame to Kit.

Kit took it and shrugged. “Maybe. But why is one old photo important?”

More questions. Even though they were in the very beginning and everything was unclear, Ty felt the thrill every new case evoked in him. The burning curiosity that tickled his insides, the thirst to know everything about the subject.

“I think we should go,” Kit said. He took the photo off the frame and put it in the pocket of his coat. “They may return or a neighbor heard the noise.”

Kit had a point, Ty thought but there was something that made him feel uneasy.

Kit was heading for the door but Ty slowed down before leaving the flat. He looked around once more. The books on the floor, the almost empty shelves and the open door to the bedroom. Ty grabbed one list with Spanish verbs and closed the door after himself.

After this they went to the train station. It was surprisingly hard to find the schedule for the trains from a few days ago.

The guy they talked with wasn't happy about it. Kit could see he just wanted to enjoy his lunch. And probably was tempted to call the security to throw them out.

But then Ty pulled out cash and the man was suddenly more friendly.

Ty didn't talk much nor did he look man in the eyes. Kit was feeling like he just wanted to get the information as fast as possible.

After the man was gone for a few minutes he returned with paper with what they asked for.

“Thank you very much,” Kit said as Ty put the list in the inside of his coat. “We appreciate your help.”

The man murmured something and sat heavily on his chair, finally able to eat.

“That was smart,” Ty said as they came out on the street, waiting to catch a taxi.

“What?” Kit asked.

“To ask for the people who worked on the train that day. I didn't think about it.”

“It's nothing, really. I was just thinking about what I can do to help yesterday.”

The truth was Kit just wanted to be useful. Part of him was afraid if Ty noticed Kit wasn't doing anything he would fire him. He probably wasn't as good as Sherlock but he could understand how a criminal thinks. What they may have missed.

“I assume you already know because you're good at what you do, but,” Kit said. “People are important. They witness, tell, see and do crimes. They... they are the driving machine. Evidence is important but a person is the key. So I just thought about what people we can talk with.”

There was something thoughtful in Ty's expression as he watched Kit's cheek. “I'm not quite sure I agree.”

Before Kit could answer, a taxi stopped in front of them.

As soon as Ty told the driver the direction, Kit said “Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why don't you agree with me?”

“Well,” Ty said and the thoughtful look returned on his face. “It's true a person is the subject that commits the crime. But people… they are not what they appear to be. They're often hard to understand and you can't be sure who they are. They lie. And have inaccurate memories and sometimes are too afraid to tell the truth and to help. What I'm trying to say is that they're too often an unreliable source. While evidence… it's unchangeable on its own. Oneself is true to the very end. It's up to you to interpret how it fits in the whole picture. If it's wrong, it's your mistake. You're the only one to blame. While a person's words… you can't control that. Or trust it enough to interpret it rightfully.“

Ty stopped for a second, looking outside the taxi's window.

“What I'm trying to say is that a person can mislead you. Evidence never does.”

Kit was silent. The taxi pulled over in front of a small cafe, nestled between two clothing shops. Taki's Diner .

Kit remembered this was the name of the place Katarina and Ragnor met.

“We are going to question the employees?”

“Not quite,” Ty said simply and headed towards the restaurant. Kit followed, curiously looking at the surroundings.

There weren't many people. It was still early and most of them seemed sleepy. There were Downworlders as well as mundanes. Kit spotted a warlock with fully orange eyes flirting with a pale girl, probably a vampire.

There was also a mundane man who was reading a newspaper and murmured something to himself.

Ty headed at one table on the back, a bit hidden from the rest. The tables around it were empty. From the radio quietly came a Louis Armstrong's song. Kit smiled at that. He loved jazz.

Ty and Kit sat on the table. Kit took off his coat and cap.

A faerie waitress appeared in front of them and smiled. She was a short blonde who had two many bracelets on her arms.

“Hello gentlemen,” she smiled at them. “Here are your menus - look at it, choose a meal and I'll come to take your order.”

“Thank you,” Kit smiled at her. She winked in return and headed towards another table.

He returned his eyes on Ty. He had taken off his coat. It was carefully placed on the third chair on the table. He was looking around the cafe, touching the corners of his menu.

“If we're not here to interview the staff,” Kit said. “What are we here for?”

“To watch,” Ty said simply. “Observe. Talk with the regular clients.”

Kit looked around again, looking for something else this time. A woman who Kit immediately recognized as faerie sat on a table, crossed her legs and took out a book from her bag.

The waitress returned after a few minutes.

“Are you ready?” She had a notebook and pencil in her hands.

Kit hesitated. He didn't want to spend too much money but nothing here was too expensive.

“Onion omelet for me.”

“Chipped potatoes please.”

She hurriedly wrote their orders down and smiled again. “Is that all?”

“Yes, thank you,” Ty said.

“Actually,” Kit said suddenly. Ty quickly looked at him but didn't say anything. He looked at the waitress pin with her name. “Nancy, right? My friend and I were wondering about something and it would be amazing if you can help us.”

“Of course,” she said and curiosity burned in her eyes. They were very blue.

“We thought a friend of ours arrived in the city a few days ago. He tends to like this place and we were wondering if he was here a few days ago perhaps?”

“What is he like?” she asked.

Kit took out the photo from Peru of Ragnor and his friends.

She took and Kit could see on her face she recognized someone in the photo. She nodded enthusiastically.

“I have seen two of these people! The man with the white hair. He was here around three days ago with the woman.”

“Can you tell us something… unusual you noticed about them?”

The waitress - Nancy - shrugged.

“The usual warlocks. They stayed for an hour or two and then left. At the end of my shift he returned though.”

“Really?” Kit said casually, like he was merely curious for a friend. “Was he alone?” Then he leaned forward a little and said more quietly with a playful smile. “We suspect he may hide a lover from us.”

The faerie chuckled. “I don't know sweetheart. When I was leaving he just sat on a table. I left before seeing anything. You can ask my friend Lizzy. She was the one who took his order.”

“Oh. When can we find her?” Kit asked.

“She starts at 11 p.m. Earlier if it's cloudy.”

She must be a vampire , Kit thought.

“Thank you so much,” Kit smiled at her one more time. “We deeply appreciate it.”

“You're welcome,” she chuckled again and left them alone.

Kit turned to Ty and caught him watching him.

“You see?”

Ty looked confused. “See what?”

“People are useful. You need witnesses.”

Unexpectedly, Ty smiled. It warmed up something in Kit's chest.

“I have never said I don't.”

“But you hinted at it.”

“I did not,” Ty said. Without taking his eyes off Kit he reached to his coat and pulled off his notebook. “I stated that people are often misleading.”

“But when I said people are important for a case, you said you're not sure you agree.”

“You also said a person is the key. With which I'm not sure I agree. I didn't say a person can't or isn't important.”

Kit exhaled. Damn , he thought. He is good.

“Good. You win. This time.”

Ty shook his head with a smile. He started to write something on the open notebook in front of him. Probably the information the faerie told them.

After a few minutes their meals arrived. Onion omelet and chipped potatoes. Ty barely looked at his food. At some point he finished writing and took the fork for the potatoes.

“So,” Kit said after swallowing a bite from the omelet. “If you're Sherlock Holmes then who am I?”

“What do you mean?” Ty glanced at him.

“Well,” Kit slowly cut out another bite from his food. “You and Livvy are a team. And you're Sherlock. I can't be a Sherlock with you. I'm not her. So I probably need another name.”

“Good point,” Ty said. He looked thoughtful while he chewed. “How do you wanna be called then?”

Kit was caught off guard a little. He expected Ty to dismiss it or leave it for later.

“I haven't thought about it,” Kit admitted and slowly moved an omelet piece from one side of the plate to the other.

“We can think about it later,” Ty said. “My sister can help us with that.”

“You mean Livvy?”

“No,” Ty said, looking around the restaurant. “My other sister, Dru.”

Kit blinked at him. “How many siblings do you have?”

“Three sisters and three brothers,” Ty said and took a potato piece in his mouth.

“Whoa,” Kit said, forgetting the food in front of him. “Big family.”

“Indeed.”

Kit wondered what it would be like to have so many relatives. So many brothers and sisters. People close to you, to thrust, to be sure they would have your back.

His father's voice rang in his head. And more people to run away with. Harder to get away. Harder to live with.

The food's taste in Kit's mouth turned into ash. He lost his appetite. Carefully left on the fork and the knife in the plate.

Ty didn't seem to notice Kit's inner thought for which he was glad.

“The woman,” Ty said quietly. “The one faerie that sat after we came. She's a regular.”

“How would you know?” unconsciously, Kit leaned forward to hear what Ty had to say.

“Nancy, the waitress, didn’t ask her for her order. She even didn’t give her a menu. She directly put a coffee and a muffin in front of her. And the woman called Nancy by name - they know each other.”

“Impressive,” Kit murmured inattentively. “So, you want to talk with her?”

“Well,” Ty shrugged. “A few minutes ago - yes. Now, when we know Ragnor was here at nighttime, at the end of Nancy’s shift, I’m not sure she’d be useful.”

Kit rose up. “Let's find out.”

After a few minutes in which Kit started a conversation with her about borrowing the salt, he returned to their table with a salt shaker. He signed, disappointed.

“Nothing,” Kit said. “She had no idea what I'm talking about. And thought I'm just flirting with her.”

“Were you?”

“What?” Kit blinked.

“Flirting with her,” Ty said, not taking his eyes off the notebook in front of him.

“Well,” Kit felt a little uncomfortable. “Yes, I kind of did. But it was just for the sake of the case. I'm not… interested in her that way.”

Ty glanced at Kit's face for a few seconds then returned to writing in his notebook. Kit didn't notice. He was suddenly anxious that Ty would think of him as a flirting careless man.

“Sometimes,” Kit started, carefully picking his words. “I flirt with people to get what I want. When I was in my early teens - to get away with something.”

Ty curiously gave him a glance.

“Did you have to do it often?”

“Well,” Kit said thoughtfully. “No, no that often. But I did it anyway. I… I think I liked to give strangers pieces of me that are… safe to give. And gender doesn't matter to me anyway.” Nothing too personal. Nothing long. Only a flirt, a few minutes of other people's time. The only kind of relationship Kit could afford.

“I can see why people like you,” Ty said, rolling the pen in his hands. “You're a rather charming man.”

Kit couldn't help but laugh.

Ty frowned.

“Did I say something out of place?”

Kit shook his head. “No, no. It's just that I don't think I'm charming. Or that people like me . ”

"Charm" was an abstract idea for him. He may pass for good looking but he didn't think of himself as "charming". Charm meant power. It attracted people to you. It made them like you.

Kit didn't make people like him. He let them make an idea for him in their heads and allowed them to believe it. This wasn't a charm. It was lying.

Ty arched an eyebrow.

“Well. I would say I like you,” then he returned his gaze back at his notebook, adding something to the already written text.

His words caught Kit completely off-guard. He was holding his fork and it just levitated in space.

Kit didn't know how to react. No one before had said something like that to him. He knew Ty probably said it to make him feel better. But something made him think Ty Blackthorn didn't say things he doesn't mean.

“Anyway,” Ty said and closed his notebook. “We're done here.”

“Really? What about questioning the waitress Lizzy?”

“We will return here after sunset for this,” Ty said. “But now we can do something more useful with our time.”

Kit felt dread in his stomach. He couldn't stay after dark. Or could he? Would his father notice? He always did.

Should he tell Ty? No, no, he was going to figure something out.

“What are we going to do now?” he asked, hoping Ty didn't notice anything strange.

He looked at the watch on his hand.

“We will meet my sister. Dru.”

To be continued...

#kit herondale #ty blackthorn #kitty #tda #tsc #twp #the dark artifices #the shadowhunter chronicles #the wicked powers #kit rook #dru blackthorn #tsc fanfiction #tsc fanfic #sherlock holmes #sherlock au #sav's writing #my post #tsccreatenet

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seokjinsdisciple · 4 years

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It’s a Deal - six

supernatural! johnny x reader x jaehyun, mate!au

Word Count: 1.9k

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warnings: language, supernatural stuff

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The next two weeks passed quickly and with relatively few problems. Well as little problems as you can have when two fae men move into your one bedroom apartment. You had started sleeping on the couch, due to the fact that both Johnny and JAehyun refused to sleep anywhere but the bed (you thought it was for comfort but you were beginning to think it was because they wanted to sleep with you), but every morning you found yourself wrapped in one of their arms, the others legs draped over your own.

Jaehyun had signed up for classes, meaning that you saw the both of them pretty much everyday all day long. You had expected to be completely and utterly annoyed by the both of them, but you were actually starting to enjoy their presence. You were loving the fact that Jaehyun could get on Johnny’s nerves, the two of you often teaming up to annoy him. And Johnny had become much more relaxed than you had ever known him to be.

Today was different, though. Jaehyun and Johnny were talking in hushed whispers from the kitchen when you woke up. Their voices weren’t quite loud enough to hear, but enough to make your heart beat faster. The idea of them having a conversation that you couldn’t be apart of twisting your stomach into knots.

You were forced to remember the fact that they were faeries, and they had both tricked you in one way or the other. The past two weeks had helped you forget what you needed to remember. They couldn’t be trusted.

With quiet footsteps and open ears you got as close to your bedroom door as you could.

“I just don’t think it's a good time for her to go back there,” Johnny’s voice whispered harshly.

“I don’t think so either, but father is insisting, and I can’t say no.”

“This is all because you had to go and make her your betrothed. Which I’m still pissed about by the way.”

“Oh please brother, we can share,” Jaehyun’s whisper teased, “Such a pretty little plaything like her is too hard to resist.”

Johnny let out a loud grumble at that, his anger clearly causing him to forget that you were asleep. You decided to step into the room when a loud thump sounded against the wall.

“What the hell is going on?” You asked, eyes widening at the sight of Jaehyun’s body being pressed against the wall and Johnny’s hand around his throat. At the sound of your voice Johnny dropped his hand, stepping away from his brother.

“Don’t worry about it,” he spoke hastily.

“I’m all right, doll,” Jaehyun smiled at you, “Nothing but a little brotherly spat.”

“Well next time argue in the afternoon,” you sighed, “I’m tired.”

Jaehyun just let out a giggle at that, the heavenly noise something you hadn’t gotten used to in the past two weeks. It was a really beautiful sound, like a hundred little bells ringing softly. It was hard to describe really, and you had decided to attribute it to the fact that he was fae royalty.

The rest of the morning was spent slowly getting ready, you wanting to go to the cafe to study, and Johnny and Jaehyun refusing to let you go alone. So you let them come, thanking every higher being out there that they actually stayed relatively quiet while you were doing your work. You had fully expected them to be bothering you and talking about useless things, but they were actually quite helpful.

You had forgotten about their conversation earlier, so when they asked you to come with them back to the palace realized exactly why they had been so helpful. They knew you would never agree if you had work left to do, and if they had been annoying you all day long.

“So that’s why you were being nice to me,” you laughed (mostly at yourself).

“Hey! We are always nice!” Jaehyun had protested, following quickly behind you and Johnny, who was currently dragging you towards the portal.

“You both tricked me into deals and debts or whatever,” you glanced back at him, “You got me involved in confusing fae magic and also have been living in my tiny ass apartment without my permission.”

“Well if you moved into the palace that wouldn’t be a problem!” Jaehyun exclaimed, quickly pouting when Johnny shot him a look and you slapped him in the arm.

“Before we go through, there’s one thing you have to know,” Johnny started, “You are being presented as a prince’s betrothed at a ball attended by lords and ladies from all of my father’s lands. There is considerable danger to you attending tonight, and I don’t want you to wander around without me or Jaehyun being with you.”

“Trust me,” you sighed, “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere by myself.”

Satisfied with your answer, Johnny motioned to both you and Jaehyun, the three of you stepped through the portal and into the faerie world.

The palace was just how you remembered it, beautiful and so otherworldly that you were left breathless. Once again taking in the appearance of the fae around you and comparing it to your own appearance. You were worried about taking clothes for this party, you didn’t want to become indebted once again.

“Don’t worry about that,” Johnny whispered, “I’ve taken care of your gowns, and I promise you I expect nothing in return.”

You couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief, not completely trusting Johnny's words, but still grateful he recognized your worries.

“Stop reading my mind,” You added, a small grin forming on your face as Johnny sent a playful glare your way.

You found yourself back in the room you had been in before, both boys leaving you with the same smiling fae to get ready. You carded through the dresses in your closet, swearing that there was at least two dresses for every color that had ever existed. You picked out a pretty emerald green dress, recalling just how good Jaehyun had looked in the color. The fae who were helping you quickly swarming you with jewelry and hair products and makeup. Fussing over every detail of your appearance.

You smiled at yourself when they were done, you looked good. The dress hugging your curves, the jewelry they had picked out to match your dress shining brightly. You looked royal, and it was weird. But it felt good.

You saw Johnny in the mirror, blush rising to your cheeks as his eyes raked over your body. He pressed his body close to yours, smiling at you in the mirror.

“This isn’t fair,” he pouted, pressing a kiss behind your ear, “I’m taking you on a date after this.”

Goosebumps rose on your skin as his breath fanned close you the sensitive parts of your neck, his lips kissing down your neck until they reached your bare shoulder.

“And what if I say no?” you barely choked out, trying your hardest to hide just how much this was affecting you.

“You won’t,” he smiled, biting your shoulder so lightly that you could barely feel it, “You’re mine, not his.”

“I’m not yours,” you whispered, grinning as a noncommittal noise left his mouth, shrugging his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder, “Stop being so horny and take me to this stupid party. I wanna get it over with.”

Johnny just laughed at that, pressing one last kiss on your shoulder as you swatted him away.

“Hopefully this party goes better than the last,” he smiled at you, “I think I’ll lose my mind if another fae tricks you.”

“Shut up,” you groaned, “It was twice!”

“Once too many, now c’mon. Jaehyun’s gonna lose his shit if we don’t get into the ballroom soon.”

You were the center of attention all night. Dancing, twirling, getting drunk and eating all while talking to hundreds of fae. All of them wanted to meet the pretty human girl who had captured Jaehyun’s heart. You tried not to be offended when they asked you directly.

You kept your promise of staying near the boys for the whole night, the thought of another fae tricking you enough to listen to them. They pulled you out of the dances when it seemed like you couldn’t stop. Telling you what to eat and drink and even giving you your own special bottle of liquor. Johnny explaining to you that fae alcohol would make you extremely happy and unbearably out of control.

But now here you were, drunk, tired and needing to pee. You excused yourself from the boring fae you had been sitting with, stumbling out of the ballroom in order to find the bathroom.

You bumped into a rather lanky man, attractive (as most faes were), but lanky nonetheless. He caught you as you stumbled, shooting you a dazzling smile as you stared at his face.

You must be YN,” he let out a light laugh, “It’s so good to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

“You have?” you asked, your mind completely fuzzy as you smiled dumbly up at him.

“Of course,” he grinned, “Now that I’m seeing you I understand why you are so hard for all these boys to resist. I’d quite like to take a bite out of you myself.”

His grin had turned almost wolfish, his grip tightening on your shoulders. You had started to panic, his earlier friendliness disappearing as he pulled you tight against him.

“Taeyong,” Johnny’s voice rang out behind the man’s form, “I thought I made it clear to Doyoung that no one from his territory was allowed to be in attendance.”

“Oh don’t be such a bore,” Taeyong snapped, releasing you from his grip and spinning to look at Johnny, “We were just talking.”

“I’m sure you were,” Johnny spoke, his words sharp as he tried to keep his cool, “Get out of the palace Taeyong. And tell Doyoung that the next time he sends a puppet to do his bidding, their heads will be sent in a box to his estate.”

Taeyong was grinning now, bowing lowly before turning back to you, “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again, Yn. Can’t wait,” he shot you a wink before walking towards the entrance of the palace.

“Are you okay?” Johnny asked, rushing over to you and pulling you into his arms.

“I’m fine,” you whispered, wrapping your arms around Johnny’s body.

“I told you to stay with us,” Johnny lightly scolded, pulling you away so that he could take in your appearance.

“I know,” you whispered, tears burning at your eyes, “Would he have hurt me?”

Johnny didn’t answer you, he just pulled you close and held you tight. His calming scent filling your nose and slowing the pounding of your heart.

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goodboylupin · 4 years

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Hello, I love your blog and I just wanted to ask you for some recommendations on wolfstar au fics. Thank you!

How AU are we talking? If we’re talking Canon Divergence...

Here’s a Bring Back Black: The Prodigal by MidniteMarauder

Maybe Remus Never Went to Hogwarts (with a dollop of Raising Harry): Lost and Found by rosie_writes

Different Houses is always fun! Here’s a Slytherin Sirius: They Blind the Stars by Evandar

And because he’s my boi, Potions Professor Regulus: Regulus Black and the Way Things Changed: A Not!Fic by imaginary_golux

If you were looking for some Muggle AU scenarios I offer...

Cafe: Brewed Awakenings by kattlupin

Tattoo Artist & Florist: Inked by Drunkonturpentine

Pirates: And A Star To Steer Her By by Ceredwen

Police/FBI: Where the Mist Falls by YumeNouveau

Subway Meet Cute: The London Underground Book of Love by Children_of_the_Shadows

Meet Cute at a Bar: Totally Tropical Remus and the Birthday Boy by Starstruck4Moony

Olympic Athletes: Currents by lunchbucket

High School: New Beginnings by Purplechimera

College/University: Chocolate Cake by RealityShowJunky

Regency Era (No period-typical homophobia!): A Love Match by the_gramophone

Ancient Rome: AMOR VINCIT OMNIA (love conquers all) by pixelated

If you want to try Magic/Supernatural that is not the HP lore, I recommend...

Faeries: Untold Blessings by aryastark_valarmorghulis

Soulmate AU: Moony by Judeyjude

Ghosts: Harwood Park - by chasingbluefish

All of these fics are complete! A few have mature content so please heed all warnings!

Hope you enjoy this little sampler plate of AUs, anon <3

#tp #Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #wolfstar #HP #Anonymous #**answer #rec list

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the-ipre · 4 years

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oh????? tma elsewhere university au?????????????? :3<

yes yes yes! it doesn’t really have a plot but some general Thoughts™ and Vibes™. wasn’t sure how to work around names because its not like you can just fully change their names for a fic, but atm i’m thinking they go by their last names because those are horror author last names (and in this au they would probably have different real last names or something like that? not 100% sure tho)

- Jon is skeptical of the Gentry, despite having had an encounter as a child. He still follows all the rules, though, because it would be a death wish to go around giving away your name or speaking carelessly. Besides, having Rules™ to follow are a generally appealing thing to his brain (autism rights), and an iron ring is good for stimming. He gets drawn further and further into the library, losing days to the stacks and returning after barely an hour has passed. He watches, and researches, and puts enough salt around his room and in the seams of his clothes to be excessive to most everyone on campus. He almost loses himself to the theater, wears the role of Hamlet too close to his skin and keeps too close an eye on the Theater Gentry for anyone’s comfort. Afterwards, he gives the building a wide berth, focus shifted elsewhere as he trades with Cat-Eyes for a pair of seeing glasses. He must understand the world that comes into view.

- Martin does not know about the faeries, and when he is told about them, he doesn’t much believe it. Still, there is a packet of salt in his bag that he keeps forgetting to take out, and after a few attempts at introducing himself as Martin, he learns to go by Blackwood. He is used to pulling all-nighters, to working himself harder than is wise, and he gets a night job at the Denny’s on campus. It is a strange job, and the people who frequent and staff it are even stranger, but being in any fast food place at midnight would be strange. He needs the job, though, and the few days he tried working at the local Walmart did not go well. He reads poetry under a large oak tree and the crows listen, and take him under their wings. There are gifts left on his windowsill and he buys them birdseed, which they don’t seem to enjoy as much as his words.

- Tim’s brother was taken by the fae, and there’s not a way to get him back and he’s not so stupid as to go in waging war, but he would prefer to know this enemy as something beyond shadows in the trees. He is there for the college experience, of course, but who is he to complain if journalistic techniques help him choose his words well. He hears about the knights, those who take up the sword and retrieve those who were taken, and he buys a crowbar on his next trip to the local Walmart. It doesn’t get much use, but when the Wild Hunt howls outside he makes sure it is close at hand. Late in his first year, one of his hallmates get taken, and so he takes up his crowbar, weighs down his pockets with salt and iron. He brings them back with a scar or two to show for it, a new certainty in his stride. Tim isn’t exactly a fulltime knight, but he won’t let any of his people be Taken. Not without a fight.

- Sasha’s mother went to Elsewhere University, and the rituals of iron necklaces and witch hazel are familiar ones. She knows better than to disrespect the Gentry, and they tend to look at her with a wary eye because of her skills with technology. She wears a mood ring on a necklace, and although she does not use it much the knowledge that she has the ability to See is an appreciated one. More willing to make deals than some, she keeps an eye out for lost pennies and tokens easy to give. She gains the attention of a long-limbed faerie who enjoys lurking in the cafe that should not be there, and she knows better than to wear out its welcome. She is clever, and quick, and able to take care of herself quite well. She knows the pathways that she can cross at night if only she keeps her eyes to the gravel, and she knows the ones to never step foot on. She does everything right, just curious enough for her own good, until one day she is Taken.

- Georgie is an RA, and nothing happens to those on her hall. Her first year, she was lost. Not replaced, not Taken, but she stumbled into the south stairwell of a building she was not welcome in and saw things that she never should have seen. She escaped with a streak of her hair gone white to help her remember by, and the next day she bought as much salt as she could carry. Others on campus could play their games and keep their deals, could live in blissful ignorance or go on the attack, but she knew about the Fair Folk and she would not let them near her. They exist, of course, there is nothing that she can do about that, but she will not allow them entrance to her hall, and those who live there know that. She has a spot on the campus radio, speaks on ghosts that definitively do not exist because wouldn’t it be fun if they did? Once, someone asks her about the ghosts of the south stairwell. She does not give them an answer.

- Melanie is too curious for her own good, doesn’t know much about faeries beyond a few Holly Black books she read as a teen, and has an interest in those things beyond our world. She is more interested in learning about the first real something than in her classes, but who could truly blame her. A deal is struck, and a day passes on college grounds while seventy seven days pass for her in elsewhere. She comes out changed, sharper, not much aligned with the humans or the faeries. She was a champion for some days in another world, and back in the real world she sheds that mantle, and the idea of just going back to classes is almost impossible to imagine. The teachers are understanding, though, and she does what is needed to pass her classes, but who she has become is not something that she can truly turn her back on.

- Daisy does not think that faeries should be allowed to linger on campus. Among the most extreme of the knights, she is hard and does her best to beat back any fae she sees. For the most part, everything has learned to give her a wide berth, the baseball bat studded with iron nails lurking in her closet as good a reason as her reputation. In her eyes, those who make deals with the faeries aren’t to be trusted either, willing as they are to give up bits of themselves to creatures beyond mortal understanding. She saved Basira when she was taken back in their freshman year, has a scar in the shape of a daisy carved into her back to show for it. A nod to the name she wears as a shield, a name that becomes more and more her own with every day that passes.

- Basira does not have the same hatred for the Gentry that Daisy does, doesn’t believe it’s possible to drive them all back, but that doesn’t stop her from watching her back, carrying salt to match Daisy’s iron. She owes her a debt, after all, and they’ve been partners ever since a bleeding Daisy pulled her free from a forest that seemed set on taking Basira for its own. A number of charms have passed through her hands, found or given or slipped under her door, and she has done her best to pass them on. It is not as though she will leave no mark on this school, but she will do her best to accrue no further debts. She is almost done with her education, but she isn’t sure if Daisy will leave when she will. If Basira will be able to leave her behind, or if she will stay behind to guard her partner the same as she has been for the past three years.

#tma elsewhere university au #the magnus archives #elsewhere university #ash writes #not gonna tag all the characters but >:))))#more info to come in another ask! thank you so very much for sending this #long post #Anonymous

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The Mists of Culloden -- Part 2

AU!Robert Sheehan x Fem!Reader Word Count: 2099 Warnings: frightening images involving a fire

Welcome to my spooky little four-part story to coincide with my Sheehanoween event! I hope you stick around and check it out, and reblog if you enjoy! :)

Part One

Part Two

The next day, Rob was back at work and you spent a chunk of the afternoon reading a book on the sofa in the sitting room. The sunshine streamed through the windows, and it was such a lovely autumn day that you couldn’t help but reflect for a moment on how relaxed you felt, and how lucky you were to be cozied up on the couch, just enjoying life. After a while your eyelids started to droop, and you set the book down and stretched, feeling all tension leave your limbs, yawning contentedly. In the light of day, the spooky events of the previous evening seemed distant, and when you reflected on them, they seemed almost silly. You were still turning the thoughts over in your mind when you dozed off.

It was hot. Blazing hot. The air was thick with billowing smoke. The screams of dying men pierced your ears. It was pitch black and you could see nothing; no source of the heat or smoke, nor the source of the screams. You were running away, but from what? You ran until you reached a stone wall and you felt for a door or a window. Nothing. You followed the wall until you reached the end, and turned left to follow the perpendicular wall. You coughed and retched, barely able to breathe. You followed the wall until your feet bumped some stairs. You slowly ascended, stumbling blindly, the heat and the smoke worsening as you climbed. You reached a heavy wooden door that was not fully closed, and you pushed it open. You gaped in horror at the scene before you. The house was fully engulfed in flames, and you were literally frozen with panic. There was nowhere to go. Suddenly, a hand clamped down on your arm from behind you. You turned, and saw that a woman had grabbed you, and she was shrieking. "Help me! Heeelp meeee…“ Her hair was on fire and her skin was bubbling in some places and blackening in others. As you stared at her in terror, one of her eyeballs burst and oozed from a black socket. You began to scream, and scream and scream….

"Babe! Wake up! Hey!” Rob was shaking you, yelling your name. You snapped awake, and fell off the couch in a tumble of throw pillows and blankets. You stared up at him for a moment as reality slowly took the place of the terror from your dream. You were shaking. Rob was kneeling beside you on the ground, alarm painting his beautiful face. He brushed the hair away from your face. “Darlin’, are you okay?”

“Oh god. Robbie I-- I had the most horrible dream!”

“Jesus darlin’.” He breathed, and sat back on his heels, running a hand through his curls anxiously. “When I walked in you were sound asleep, but then you started thrashing about and-- babe, you started screaming. It took me a minute to wake you. It scared the shit outta me.“

"It was horrible. I was in some sort of cellar, and it was dark and people were crying and shouting. I made it upstairs and the whole house was in flames. Then a woman grabbed me and she was on fire, and I had nowhere to go…and god, she was burning...” You broke off, trembling.

Rob gathered you into his arms. “Oh luv, that sounds awful. It’s over now. It was just a dream. It’s alright.”

“It seemed so real!” you cried, the remnants of the nightmare still at the forefront of your mind.

He peppered your face with kisses and smoothed your hair. "I’m here now. Everything is okay..“

Rob’s calming effect on you was working, and you began to relax. "I can’t say for sure, but I’m pretty sure it was this house.”

“Oh darlin’, you had that scare last night, so your mind is probably just thinking nasty thoughts. It doesn’t look like there’s been a fire here.”

“I don’t know.” You stood up and scrubbed your face with your hands in an attempt to shake off the dream. “But I really want to find someone who can tell us a bit about this house.”

Rob nodded in agreement. "We will. We’ll go find someone on my next day off.“

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You spent the evening burying yourself under a protective cover of normalcy, but the dream stayed with you. You couldn’t stop seeing the burning woman’s face, and you couldn’t keep those screams out of your head. You sat at the dinner table and began to rub your temples. Rob had finished clearing the supper dishes and came around to hug you.

"You’re thinking so loudly I can almost hear you,” he said into your hair. "You shouldn’t dwell on it too much. Old houses have a way of getting under your skin. Shit– Scotland can get under your skin.“

That surprised you. "I thought you loved Scotland.”

“I do,” he said. "But there is so much tragic history here, especially here at Culloden. Plus the weather can be moody and the landscape can seem pretty bleak. It’s like there is a veil of melancholy that is barely perceptible, but it’s everywhere.“

You nodded, understanding. You recalled your stop in Edinburgh before continuing north to the highlands, and your visit to Mary King’s Close; the underground passageway where plague victims were left to die like rats, and you shuddered at the memory. But that was only one example; Scotland had been a place of persecution and sadness for over a millennia.

"When I was a kid,” Rob continued, “I would come to Scotland to visit some cousins from time to time. There were always ghost stories, and the subject wasn’t considered very taboo like it is in other places. It was generally accepted.”

“Is Ireland very different, though?” you smiled. You loved hearing Robbie reminisce, and when he spoke of his memories the present seemed to fall away as he reinhabited those old thoughts.

“Believe it or not, yes. We all hear the stories about the bansidhe or banshees, or of faeries that would steal babies. And yeah, Ireland has its sprawling manors and castles that have ghosts of their own. But there’s something different about Scotland.”

“Yeah, I think I see what you mean now,” you said.

Rob studied you for a moment before commenting. "I don’t like the idea of you being here alone so much. Maybe tomorrow you should get out a bit. Go to Inverness and do some shopping. Have lunch on Loch Ness and look for the monster.“

You laughed. "That’ll be great for my mental state. Flee a haunted house to look for a legendary lake monster.”

Rob smirked. "Hey, do what you have to do. They’re both nearby. You liked those Outlander novels so much, go look for standing stone circles.“

"Alright, alright,” you chuckled. "I’ll try to get out tomorrow.“

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That night you slept rather uneasily. Despite Rob’s efforts to wear you out (you joked to him afterward that you suspected he had fractured your pelvis), you tossed and turned. You continued to torture yourself with horrifying images from your dream, and your mind seemed to be afraid of shutting down for fear of revisiting the gruesome past.

Despite the fact that you were groggy and out of sorts the following day, you took Rob’s advice and hired a car to take you to Inverness. You walked the cobblestone streets, poked into shops and bookstores, and enjoyed a delicious cafe lunch. It was a lovely city. On the way home, you asked the driver to detour south to Loch Ness. You walked down to a section of the rocky shore and sat for a while. While you didn’t see a monster, it was a beautiful place and the water calmed you.

On the way back, you stopped at Clava Cairn, a standing stone circle and cairn a bit southeast of Culloden, and probably served as the inspiration for the stone circle in the books you enjoyed. The site was deserted, and you were free to stroll among the 4000 year-old stones, gently touching them, relishing in the connection between the present and the distant past. Despite the fact that the central cairn was a burial site, you felt no sadness there, only peace.

You returned home feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Rob came home shortly afterward, and you told him all about your day. He was thrilled that you had taken his advice and had such a nice time. Your lightened mood lasted the rest of the evening, and that night you slept soundly.

The next two days passed without incident. Rob promised to take you to Culloden moor on his next day off, and the two of you set off after breakfast. The battlefield was a short 20 minute walk away, and you strolled hand-in-hand, enjoying the crisp air. The battlefield itself was a sobering place, and when you first laid eyes on it you felt a pang of sadness.

"I know,” Rob said, reading your expression. “This ground is seeped with loss and grief.”

He led you to the Visitor’s Centre, where a friendly middle-aged woman looked up over a pair of reading glasses as you entered.

“Hallo there,” she said and smiled kindly.

“Hello,” said Rob. "We were hoping you could give us some information about a house we’re staying in, just up the road.“

"Ah, you’ll be here for the film then. I’m Peggy.”

"It’s lovely to meet you Peggy,” you said. "We’re the Sheehans. We’re staying at the house just up the road; number 129.“

"Och aye, I know that place,” she said. “Quite a bit of history there.”

“Really? Is there anything you can tell us about it?” Rob asked.

Peggy nodded. "I believe the current structure was built around 1780.“

"The current structure?” Rob replied. “There was a house there before?”

“Aye,” she said. "There was an older house there before, but it burned. The newer house was built upon the foundation of the previous dwelling.“

You blanched and Rob glanced at you, shocked. Peggy smiled.

"I take it the old ghosts are acting up?” she asked.

“Ghosts?” you replied.

“Aye, everyone knows the place is haunted. You wouldna be the first people to come round here asking about it.”

“What happened there?” asked Rob.

She shook her head sadly. “Terrible things. After the battle here in 1746, the house was where a number of surviving Jacobite rebels sought refuge. It didna take long for the English to hunt them down. They actually promised the rebels safe-haven if they surrendered, only to line them up and shoot them after they exited the house. Many were too badly wounded to exit on their own, and some just didna trust the soldiers, so they hid in the cellar. The English barred the doors and set fire to the house, where everyone inside either burned alive or died from the smoke. The woman who owned the house and was aiding the rebels perished with the rest.”

You gasped, and Rob covered his mouth with his hands. “That’s horrifying,” you said. "Those poor people.“

"Aye,” Peg said. "Such was life for the Scots after the defeat. It continued for many years. The English punished them severely for the uprising, even people who had nothing to do wi’ it. The English werna interested in blame– they were making a point. They wanted to show all of Scotland what happened to people who dared challenge their authority.“

“I hope you don’t think I’m crazy,” you said. “But on our first night there, I saw a figure on the front lawn. It scared me half to death.”

“Aye, that must have been a shock,” she said sympathetically. “I canna say one way or another that you saw a spirit, but it doesna seem unlikely. Strange things have happened round here for as long as I can remember.”

You exchanged a look with your husband. What were you supposed to do with that?

You thanked Peggy for the information with as much composure you could muster, and left the visitor center numb with shock. You grabbed Rob’s arm the moment you were out of earshot. “What the fuck?” you hissed. “My dream. All the weird shit. What is going on?”

“I dunno,” he said. “But I do know that I don’t want you staying there alone.” He hugged you close, and you could feel that his body was tense with worry. “We’re in this together; filming be damned. We’ll figure this out.”

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