#it’s a queens duty to make sure everyone (who wants one) gets a hug

[soosoosoup]

He's got a lot of hug times to catch up on.

In case you wanna see w/o background :)

#trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls poppy #trolls branch #broppy #hug time's a very important matter ya know #it’s a queens duty to make sure everyone (who wants one) gets a hug #you know your supposed to hug back right branch? #he's still learning #takes sometime around world tour #trying out more trolls accurate proportions for this one #tried making background!!! #trolls fanart #my art <3 #excuse the messiness #also pretend the other half of his face is there haha #had a hard time with it so... meh just went w/o it #tbh idk if i entirely vibe with this work #but had fun making it :)

[canirove]

Granada | Chapter 25

Previous chapter | Next chapter

Masterlist

"Look who is back!"

"Hello, Luna."

"Oh, come here" she said, hugging Rowena. "We were so worried about you when we heard you had left to be at the front with Rúben… What got into your head to do that?"

"Love, I guess" she replied, trying to shrug.

"And when you fought against those men to defend the camp?"

"You know about that too?"

"Everyone in the city knows" Luna chuckled. "You are like a hero around here. I've even seen little girls fighting with sticks and saying they are like Princess Rowena."

"Oh. That's… I don't know what to say."

"Well, I know what to say. Thank you."

"Uh?"

"Thank you for defending my people. Your people" Luna smiled.

"It is my duty as the princess."

"Maybe. But I don't see the queen or your friend wielding a sword. A needle, maybe. But a sword? Nah" she laughed. "Anyway, what brings you here?"

"I wanted to speak with Iris if she isn't busy."

"Today actually is her free day. Come" Luna said, leading Rowena towards Iris' room.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"I am so glad to see you!"

"I can tell" Rowena chuckled. "But if you keep squeezing me like that, you will manage to do what the enemy couldn't."

"Sorry, sorry" Iris said. "How are you?"

"I'm… I don't know how I am" she sighed.

"Oh, dear. What did Rúben do now?"

"I was hoping you would tell me" Rowena said, sitting down.

"Me?"

"He's been late to bed almost every night since we came back, and I thought that maybe it was because he was coming to talk with you."

"I haven't seen him since before you left."

"Really?"

"Tell me what happened, Rowena" Iris said, taking her hand on hers and giving it an encouraging squeeze.

"It all started after the last battle. I don’t know if they told you that he got hurt and was unconscious for a few days.”

“They told us, yes.”

“Well, at first I thought he was acting weird because he was still recovering, which can be normal. But his coldness towards me since that day hasn't disappeared."

"Coldness?"

"He avoids me, Iris. He can't be alone with me in the same room, and when we are alone it is as if he is scared to touch me. Did he tell you about the pillow wall?"

"He did" she chuckled.

"Well, now it is as if there is a huge invisible wall between us. And not only in bed. It is everywhere. And then…"

"Then what?"

"We both have nightmares. I've asked him about his, but he says he won't tell me until I tell him about mine."

"Then do it. Tell him."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because… I can't" Rowena said, getting up from her seat.

"Talking does help."

"I know, but… I'm not ready. Not yet."

"Does your nightmare involve him?"

"It has started to" she whispers, the images of Rúben lying dead on their bed coming back to her mind.

"Rowena" Iris said, also getting up. "You must talk to him. Tell him what you are feeling."

"As if it was that easy" she snorted. "He is constantly avoiding me or hiding from me!"

"But you are a clever girl. You'll find a way to corner him and make him talk."

"I guess I can try" she sighed.

"He loves you, Rowena. A love like yours doesn't disappear overnight."

"And I love him too. I don't think I will ever love anyone the way I love him."

"Then you will find a way to reach him and fix this. You'll see."

"Will you let me know if he comes to visit you? If he talks to you?"

"I will" Iris said, wiping away a tear from Rowena's cheek. 

"Thank you."

"Anything for you two" she smiled.

━━━━━━❃━━━━━━

"Are you sure he is in there?"

"Yes, my lady. He was cleaning Poppy."

"Great, thank you very much" Rowena said, walking towards the stables. This was her moment. She would talk with Rúben, tell him about her nightmare, and find out what was wrong with him. "Hello." 

No answer. Rúben just ignored her, busy brushing Poppy's mane. 

"How is she today?" 

Again, nothing. 

"One of the boys told me she's becoming a bit stubborn. Like her owner, I guess" Rowena chuckled. 

"Like her owner" Rúben murmured.

"Oh, look who remembered he can talk!"

"You are not funny, Rowena."

"Neither are you, Rúben. Especially not lately" she said, crossing her arms over her chest. 

"I'm not in the mood to argue."

"Well, I am. What is wrong with you? Why do you keep avoiding me and acting as if I don't exist?"

"I am busy" he said, his eyes still fixed on Poppy. He hadn't looked at Rowena yet.

"You are always busy. Always!"

"Lower down your voice. You will scare the horses."

"I don't care!" she yelled, definitely making some of the animals nervous.

"We'll talk when you have calmed down" Rúben said, putting down the brush he was using and starting to walk away.

"I am calm!"

"You are yelling, Rowena. That's not being calm."

"Rúben! Rúben, come back here! Rúben!"

"Ouch!" he complained. "Did you… did you just hit me with a shoe?"

"I did. And I can do it again. Maybe that way I'll put some sense into that big head of yours."

"Me? Who is the one sneaking into the city again, at night, and alone?"

"Did Iris tell you I went to visit her?"

"I haven't seen her since before we left for battle, but a guard saw you and came to tell me."

"Oh. I see."

"You look disappointed" Rúben chuckled. "Were you expecting to find out I was seeing her again and use that as an excuse to finally run away?"

"What are you talking about?" Rowena laughed. "I don't want to go anywhere. I want to stay here, with you. I love you, Rúben."

"Maybe you shouldn't love me" he murmured.

"What… what does that mean?" 

"Oh, there you are!" Diogo said, walking into the stables. "He's coming."

"Who?" Rúben asked.

"Prince Lewin, of course."

"He's here already?"

"Not here here, he still is crossing the city. But yes."

"I better go get changed" he said, now walking towards where Rowena and Diogo were standing. "This is yours."

"Is that a shoe?" Diogo laughed when he saw what Rúben had given her. "Why did he have your shoe?"

"It's complicated" she replied, putting it on. "Let's go meet that prince."

"Yes, of course. But Rowena…" Diogo said, holding her by the arm. "I know something is going on between you and Rúben. he hasn't been the same since he came back. So if there is anything I can do…"

"If you could make him talk to you, tell you what is going on inside that stupid head of his…"

"I'll try" he smiled. "I don't like seeing him like this. Seeing you both like this. You love each other so much, that I just…"

"Thank you, Diogo. It means a lot" Rowena replied, kissing his cheek. "Now, the prince."

"Yes, the prince. Anne is already waiting outside, and I'm sure she's looking forward to gossiping about him with you" he chuckled. "Did you get to meet him? They say he is very handsome."

"I did not."

"Shame" Diogo said. He kept rambling about Prince Lewin, the new heir to the kingdom who had been their enemy until not that long ago, the one she had fought against. But there was only one thing in Rowena's mind, and that was Rúben's last words to her:

Maybe you shouldn't love me.

#ruben dias #ruben dias fanfic #ruben dias imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

[nuntia]

I would really love to see Papa II's letter to his departed love in your performance... You do it so delightfully...

Secondo, having been retired for a long time, writes another letter to his beloved, with whom he spent quite a long period of his life. But, she left him and this world before he did. And he will never send this letter, again. But it's okay, it's okay, Secondo is already old, and the new Papa is coping well with his duties. They will be together again.

Wait for me

His Eminente Papa Emeritus II & Sibling of Sin (reader)

Preface: Papa Secondo loved. Loved madly, even when all he had left was nostalgia and the eagerness to one day see again who had taken his heart.

[SECRETS FROM THE CLERGY]

His Eminence had a lover with whom he shared decades of his life in a relationship of mutual respect, support and admiration. Fate was not kind, however, and the letters that never left his bedroom were the only ways he expressed his feelings for this late love.

It was also in the chaotic mess of the Ministry's refurbishments that I found this letter coming from His Eminence Papa Secondo II's bedroom. Fortunately, I found this before everything is packed into crates that will be stored in the basement of the abbey!

Get the tissues.

----

My dear, eternal love,

I'm writing to you once again because I feel that only you can help me. Remind me: on what day did I see Reina stand up in front of me? I ask you because that day never leaves my mind: it was on that day that I knew for sure that my love for you was destined to last forever, she told me so herself: "You have a love like mine..." ¹

I don't remember the day because there's something that occupies my ability to go back far enough in time for the exact numbers: to have a love like hers. At the time, I thought her words referred to a fiery, resilient, against-the-rules, persistent and true love like the one she had with il Re ² in life, which only proved to be more honest and mad after death and two hearts in bloody fists.

However, she knew something I didn't and couldn't know until the day that consumes all my sleep, that took part of me so far away that the life I lead sometimes no longer makes sense.

You left me without warning. You left this world without your lovely and irreplaceable presence, without the knowledge that they would be the last words, the last look, the last touch.

The worst part of all this, mistress of my heart, body, mind and soul, is the memory of the moment I felt my chest tighten when I let you go from my arms.

You smiled at me, squeezed my biceps through the sleeves of my shirt, gave my lips a kiss that tore into another wide smile as you said you loved me with the movement of your lips so close to mine, and pulled away. An inexplicable anguish seized my chest, flooded my eyes with tears.

You looked at me again with that beautiful smile of yours and I just wanted to cry.

When you stepped back to pick up your suitcase, your features so delicate and smooth in their movement, I felt the urge to hug you once more.

I didn't, because goodbyes had already happened dozens of times and this would be just one more. I had work to be done as a cardinal, and so did you. But if you only knew how much I regret not holding you and never letting go...

I'm not a king to make you queen. Nor am I His Majesty Papa Emeritus to make you Most Reverend Prime Mover of Emeritus II. And I'm no longer His Eminence Papa Emeritus II—a title we dreamt of together, but you never even got to see me ascend—to keep your name in the Dark Masses as a whisper amongst everyone.

And nobody will know about this letter, like so many others, which will be so well guarded that only when this imposing stone crumbles will they be unveiled.

Perhaps it's just as well. Our love remains between us, between those who saw us love, those who heard us love and the confidences of black ink letters smeared in tears and blood.

"You will love for no long time," said the Queen. But she also said that I had a love like hers. Her love will last until eternity. And so will ours.

I'm old. My brother has taken on the Papacy with devotion and dedication, winning hearts all over the world, raising our name to important appointments in the world of music.

Soon I'll be with you again, my love. I'll meet you with open arms. Embrace you, ravish you with my lips and merge us into one. I'll listen to everything you have to tell me, what have taken you from me; and then I'll tell you my life, but in time, we'll have a whole eternity to ourselves.

Wait for me, please. Wait for me. Wait for me. I'm on my way.

Whose heart, body and soul you have,

Second Emeritus

— Letter dated February 2018, written by His Eminence Papa Emeritus II to a Sibling of Sin

° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° °

¹ Part of a Journal from around 80's/90's. You can find it in here

² Ignez de Castro, allegedly the birth name of Her Majesty Zombie Queen, was mistress of the Portuguese king D. Pedro I. They secretly got married in 1554. You can read more about it in here

I apologize for the delay in responding to the request, life has been busy.

I do not have much information about the Sibling of Sin Papa wrote to, Years passed and the only thing known is that they had an admirable romance until the 90s, when tragedy struck and Sibling never returned to His Eminence's arms.

He was also never open about talking about the loss. Little is known about the melancholy that led him to leave Emeritus Abbey for a few months. I think it was through the letters that he expressed his true feelings, but these were never sent nor, apparently, read by anyone.

One thing is certain that now His Eminence and his beloved are together once again. May they have the love they desire.

May the Lord Below guide you into the night,

Nuntia

#nuntia's bat echo #nuntia's bat echoes #ghost band #ghost bc #ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost #papa emeritus ii #papa secondo #papa emeritus 2 #zombie queen #papa emeritus ii x reader #secondo emeritus #secondo x reader #papa emeritus secondo #papa 2 x reader #ghostband #band ghost

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

I need more of my man Charles Grey~ What kind of wedding would he like? Any other fun details? :3c

my mans too!!! lots of fun to be had here :D

Really, he’s not too fussed about letting his S/O handle most of the arrangements for the planning itself. As invested as he is in the marriage, he’s indifferent to a lot of the smaller details. Does (Name) want some odd, unconventional flower as decoration instead of something like roses or lilies? That’s fine by him; he has no strong opinions on the flowers anyway. Is it their dream to have a specific song for their first dance as newlyweds? He’s more than glad to let them have that dream, because he doesn’t have a song in mind. Most of his passiveness in planning, actually, are just because he hasn’t thought about these things. So if he hasn’t put any thought into it, why not let his S/O have their way with those details?

It’s not that he’s unromantic! He wants to be more involved than he is, but… he just doesn’t have any ideas or big preferences with most of these things. He’s overjoyed that he found someone to spend his life with ― he simply never expected to get married. His entire life has revolved around service to Her Majesty. Duty, honor, swordfighting, danger. Who in that line of work devotes the thought to dragging someone else into a life like that? He doesn’t think he’s good at planning due to not having a true vision. He just wants to get married, he doesn’t care how it happens, so he hopes that doesn’t make him seem as if he doesn’t care.

The biggest influence he has is to gently prod… and prod… and prod… about the flavor and decoration of their wedding cake. He’s less picky about the decoration, though he still wants it to look impressive and traditional. And, it’s not that he has a specific flavor in mind for the cake. It’s quite the opposite, in fact! He has such a wicked sweet tooth, he needs help narrowing down what flavor would be best for one of the most important days of his life. It’s the most passionate his S/O will see him about any of the wedding preparations. Maybe that’s a good thing? His eyes light up while he’s discussing it with them. Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, lemon, almond, velvet… all of them would be perfect, he’s so conflicted and he needs their input!!

… Best man Phipps? Oh, yes, definitely, best man Phipps. The man isn’t only Grey’s name twin; he’s Grey’s closest friend and confidante. They’ve been through a lot together whilst in service to the Queen, so Phipps is probably well and truly the only person aside from his S/O that Grey fully trusts. Despite not being the most, er, verbose person, Phipps takes his role seriously. Up to and including making sure that (Name) is escorted safely to the entrance before he goes in to take his place next to his friend. He also manages to give a short but genuine speech, earning a hearty pat on the back from Grey and an affectionate hug from (Name).

During the first dance, Grey is almost quietly mourning the fact that he’s never thought about all of this. He hasn’t been planning his picture-perfect wedding since he was a young boy, like a lot of children do. Even if he never gave a care to some details, it disappoints him that he… didn’t really think about it at all. He loves his S/O with all his heart. Why did he never consider that he could care so deeply about someone, to the point that he saw himself never getting married? Did he not think he was capable of a good relationship, or did he doubt his ability to commit at all? He makes sure to give his new spouse plenty of kisses during the dance, holding them tenderly, whispering to them that he loves them so much. That he doesn’t have the words to describe how happy he is to be their husband. He just… feels the need to make up for his supposed apathy during the planning, by assuring them that being married to them is the most incredible thing he’s done with his life so far.

Feeding each other cake gets huge laughs from everyone in attendance, even Her Majesty. Why? Well… only because Grey is so eager to finally get a bite of his wedding cake that he ends up ‘coming in hot’, so to speak, and gets frosting and crumbs all over his face. He looks horribly undignified, and his face is red from embarrassment under all that cake, but if nothing else, it’s definitely a memory to make him smile once he’s cleaned up.

#serenadeofthestars #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Grey #Charles Grey #headcanons #romantic #fluff #slice of life #AAAAA MY BOY~ #one hell of a queue

[azaleaniath]

Dude idek, have some christmas fluff already :)

______________

Sir Percival x reader

includes: christmas, hugs, cuddles, lots of fluff, kissing, reader fucking hating christmas, Percival being the purest shit I've ever seen

word count: 4.3k (what am I doing with my life)

______________

"Bloody hell, how long is this going to take..." you mumbled to yourself as you pathed up and down the hallway in front of the conference room.

Your heart felt heavier every second you thought about how you were going to tell the queen about your request.

It felt like an entire day passed until the big wooden doors finally opened and everyone left. The servants, the council members, the knights.

You tried to sneak into the room without the knights even catching sight of you. It was only Gwen, the king and his manservant in the room. As you neared them, Gwen heard your footsteps. She turned to you with a loving smile, coming a few steps closer.

"(Y/N), you said you wanted to talk abou something earlier?"

Her voice was calm as always.

It was hard to look her in the eyes, so you just watched yourself fumble with your own hands in front of your stomach.

"I do... but can we talk in private? I don't want to..."

Gwen rested one hand on your shoulder, nodding slowly.

"Of course, I understand. Let's go to my chambers."

With that, she lead you out of the room and over to hers. As you passed the knights, you still faced the ground, not wanting them to notice you.

Yet you could practically feel a cold stare in your back as you carried on.

Soon you arrived in her room and you  closed the door with a trembling hand. Gwen offered you a seat on the table which you gladly accepted. She sensed that there was something on your chest that seemed to be a burden to you.

"You may speak freely, I promise that whatever it is, it will not leave this room."

Only now you found the courage to look at her.

"Your highness, would it be possible for you to free me from my duties for the rest of the day and tomorrow? I don't feel that good."

She furrowed her eyebrows. A worried look lingered on her beautiful face.

"Do you need anything? Should I get Gaius?"

Quickly you shook your head.

"No, I'm fine, physically. I just need to be alone, if that's okay."

Now, she understood.

"Is it the same thing as last year?"

You nodded slowly, looking out of the window.

Tomorrow was christmas.

You hated cristmas.

It reminded you of not having any family members left anymore.

"I understand. If you want to be on your own, I respect your choice. And if you need anything, please let me know."

With a slight smile you leaned down and got up to leave.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lady. I appreciate it."

And with that, you left her room, making your way over to your own one.

As you walked through the castle, you suddenly ran into a familiar face.

It was Percival who stood right in front of you, your expression worried him a bit.

"(Y/N), are you alright?"

You looked up to his blue eyes and forced a smile. He noticed right away.

"Yeah, sure..."

Percival knew that, like this, the conversation would go nowhere. At least nowhere pleasant for you, and he tried to avoid that.

"Are you excited for tomorrow?"

You continued to force a happy expression, even at his words.

"Tomorrow's a big day. I'm sure the christmas festival will be wonderful."

"You're probably wearing your best dress, aren't you?"

"Are you saying I have ugly ones?"

Percival huffed, then mustered you for a moment.

"... Are you dodging my questions for a reason? Should I stop interfering or do you want to talk?"

Like a switch, your faked happy facade broke down to your sad expression again.

"I don't want to talk about it. But thank you for offering, Percival. You're truly a blessing."

He smiled down at you, respecting the fact that you did not want to share your burden. Yet he still wanted to cheer you up.

"Would you like a hug?"

This made you blush immediately and your expression switched once more so you ended up with a weak smile on your reddened face.

A nod was more than enough to have him open his arms, taking you in gently. You leant your body against his. It felt good. On the other hand, when did it ever feel bad to hug him?

Carefully as he could he pressed you against his chest and rested his head on top of yours.

You felt your heart starting to race. If there was one person that would always be successful in cheering you up, it was him. He gave you so much love and warmth, much more than anyone else. This man had a special place in your heart even if you did not dare to tell him that he was in fact the man you adored.

After some time had passed he gently let go of you, only to pick you up onto his strong arms like you did not even weight a pound. A loud giggle and a squeal escaped your lips as he did, with a big smile.

"See this as an... Extended hug. Where were you heading to?"

Both your arms were holding onto his neck to secure yourself.

"Hey, I can walk on my own!" you laughed, but he resisted.

"I know you can, but let me at least bring you to wherever you need to be before I leave you to your thoughts."

After a few seconds you gave in giggling, navigating him to your room.

On the way, he tried to keep that smile on your face. He hated to see you so sad.

"It's actually quite pleasant to carry you. Do you think I can borrow you during training?"

"As weight?"

"Uhuh, that would make my workout a hundred times more pleasant."

You playfully piched his upper arm, asking him "are you saying I'm heavy?"

He chuckled while shaking his head.

"Of course not. I'm just saying that I like having you close to me."

With closed eyes you nuzzled your face against his neck and inhaled his scent. He smelled of sweat and iron, but you did not mind. Somehow, it even seemed to calm you down.

Soon you arrived at your room and he gently let you down again. Once more he pulled you into a soft hug before reaching out for your hand, placing a soft kiss upon your knuckles.

"My lady, in case you ever need a ride somewhere, just call out for me and I'll be there."

Again you couldn't suppress a giggle and blushed. His gentle, lovely smile filled your heart with joy.

"I will, Sir Percival. Thank you, for everything."

He bowed, then let go of you finally. The smile he had magically brought to  your face lasted for a good while, until you layed down on your bed, sinking into the pile of pillows.

~~~~~

Later that day, you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

As you looked to the door, you saw a hand reaching in a plate with grapes, bread, cheese, some chicken, lettuce and berries. Soon followed a head peeking through the door.

It was none other than the knight that had carried you to your room; Percival.

You smiled gently, getting up from your bed and fixing your hair quickly.

In the meantime, the man entered the room and closed the door behind him.

Afterwards he set down the plate at the table.

"I noticed you weren't present during dinner, so I thought I'd bring you some."

A certain redness flushed your cheeks, making them glow bright red.

"Oh, Percival, you're too kind and attentive. Thank you, but I don't really feel like eating right now..."

He furrowed his eyebrows and you both sat down at the table. There was a hint of worry in his expression.

"You already refused to eat lunch and you only had a few snacks during breakfast. I'm not leaving until you eat something."

"Then get comfortable, that could take some time."

He raised his eyebrows and his hands, closing his eyes for a short moment.

"That's fine with me, I'll stay the entire night if it means you'll eat something."

This answer, you did not expect.

For a while, you looked back to the plate and his face. He seemed to be serious about this.

The way he watched you closely made you reconsider and give in eventually.

"Alright, alright..."

And with that, you began to eat. Instantly, the knight seemed happier and satisfied.

"So...", he started, "You also weren't there when we decorated the main hall. I could've used your help with some things."

"For example?" you asked while picking up a few grapes.

"Holding Gwaine back from hanging mistletoes on every single door frame."

The image in your head of Sir Gwaine trying to put mistletoes everywhere and Leon and Percival running after him, taking them all of in annoyment surely amused you.

"What was I supposed to do about this?"

"I don't know, lunge yourself at him and keep him down or something."

Both of you laughed for a moment, until he added something more to that.

"Just your presence would've been wonderful. The guys asked why you weren't there with us. We would've loved to have you around."

You finished your meal and sank your head slowly. Would he understand your choice if you would explain to him?

For a moment you sat there in silence before breaking it with your unsteady voice.

"To be honest, I don't celebrate christmas. People always celebrate this day with their families, and as you know, I... don't have anyone left."

His blue eyes watched you carefully before he spoke again.

"(Y/N), I honestly understand your choice and your feelings. This is also the first year I celebrate christmas again since my familiy died. But this year, I'm spending it with my friends. They are my new family."

You looked into his eyes, closely listening to his words. Only now you realized that you had never thought about that before.

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too. You also don't need to celebrate it, but the thought of you sitting here all alone when we're all together, partying, that doesn't feel right. I would love to have you around tomorrow."

Soon you got up, walking towards the window, taling a look outside while you drowned in your thoughts for some time.

A gentle hand on your waist ripped you from your daydreaming. The knight stood right behind you, capturing you in a soft embrace. He rested his head on top of yours while holding you so close to him.

With closed eyes and a smile on your lips you enjoyed his company and his touch through and through.

After a while, you turned around in his embrace. "I think I could use another hug..."

"I'll give you as many as you need."

Both your arms found their way around his torso before you leant your head against his chest. It felt like your heart was going to explode.

Some time passed as you and Percival just hugged each other and enjoyed having each other so close.

"(Y/N)?" his voice broke the silence.

"Hmm?"

You felt him swallowing before his lips parted again.

"I know I cannot replace your family, nobody can. But would you still give it a try to join us for christmas? I'll do anything to see that lovely smile on your beautiful face tomorrow. Or else I'll stay here in your room with you all day."

Only now you lifted your head to meet his gaze.

"You can't be serious, Percival..."

"Of course I am. I don't want you to be here all alone. Also, I know that the knights have some gifts for you too. I'm sure they would love to give them to you."

You huffed at the thought.

"So they really thought about me too?"

Since you were Gwen's personal servant, you also spent a lot of time with the knights. As a matter of fact, you had organized a present for each of them as well, as much as you hated christmas.

"Surely! They've been pestering me with questions about you since early october."

Since it was getting awkward to hold him so close and looking into his eyes you rested your head against his chest again.

Deeply inhaling, you nuzzled your face into the fabric of his vest.

"But only for an hour..."

"2 hours. Excluding dinner." he protested.

"You know what? I'll stay until Gwaine's getting drunk."

Percival huffed, pulling you closer. "Then I'll leave with you, believe me."

~~~~~

The next day you woke up, you rolled out of bed slowly and got yourself ready. Only when you were done you noticed a small note and a christmas rose on your table.

You reached out to both of them, inhaling the scent from the flower and reading the letter.

You felt your heart pounding in your chest as your eyes flew over the paper.

'To the most wonderful lady in Camelot

Dear Lady (Y/N),

I am truly beyond happy you're joining us for today's event. Thank you for giving me this opportunity and your time. I can't wait to see you tonight.

P. S. : You look adorable when you sleep. '

Only now you recalled that Percival had stayed with you until you had falled asleep. With rosy cheeks you stuck the letter to the frame of your mirror, then decided to braid the flower into your hair.

The thought of him didn't leave your mind for one second.

~~~~~

Before the evening, you had already talked to Gwen. She was more than willing to let you join the festivities nonetheless of what you had talked about the day before.

You had a lovely time eating dinner with all the guests, as suddenly, you saw Arthur tapping his goblet with his knife. All eyes landed on the king as he got up, clearing his throat.

"My dear friends", he started, "It's an honor to me to be able to spend this evening with every one of you. My dear wife Guineviere and I are sitting here today, proud to have you all around. Yet, I'd like to pass this speech on to someone who certainly will find the right words to express this even better."

You looked over to Percival who sat right next to you. He quickly smiled at you and got up as soon as Arthur had taken his seat again.

"As for some others, this is my first christmas here in Camelot and I could not wish for a better place to be right now. Tonight we celebrate the company of our dearest friends. We celebrate tonight as a family. As brothers and sisters, not bound by blood, but by something even stronger. As in battle, tonight no one's getting left out or behind. This might not be what you're used to, but I'm thankful for everyone of your who's joining us now. Let's enjoy the time we share."

He reached out to his goblet, reaching it out in fromt of him. Everyone else in the room, including you, joined in and raised their goblets as well.

"To everyone of us, and to a wonderful christmas evening in Camelot."

With that, everyone drank together, celebrating the company of each other. Once Percival sat back down, you gently pushed your elbow into his side.

"My my, I didn't know you were that good with holding speeches~"

He turned his full attention to you, watching your beaming smile in awe for some time before he spoke.

"I had to make it special since you're joining us."

You giggled, then took another sip of wine and got up. "I loved it" were the last words you whispered to him before you grabbed a few gifts that you had placed next to the wall behind you, then you walked over to the other knights.

"My knights in shining armor~" you chanted as you leant over the table between Leon and Gwaine.

"oh hello there pretty lady~" the brown haired man answered, and they all got up from their chairs.

"It's good to see you here, (Y/N)." Elyan chimed in, and you greeted them all with a short hug.

"How's your evening so far? Everything going fine?" Lancelot asked with his genuine smile.

You gave him a smile back and nodded. Leon pulled you to the side quickly and asked you if this was really fine for you. He knew how much you disliked this festival.

"To be honest, until yesterday evening, I did not intent to join."

"What changed your mind?" he asked, but he already knew the answer.

"A certain someone showing up to my room and threatening to cuddle me to death."

Leon laughed and turned you back to the others after quickly glancing over to Percival.

"You mean a lot to him, he's been madly in love with you for months." he whispered to your ear, making you blush a bit.

"That goes both ways." you answered quietly before giving your attention to the entire group of men, handing everyone their gifts.

You watched them unpack in silence. They were all stunned by their gifts and thanked you right after. Now that they had opened their presents, you recieved some gifts from them as well.

"This one's from Elyan, Leon and me."  Lancelot explained and handed you a big wrapped bundle. Your eyes shot wide open at the gift, it was stunning velvet dress in your favourite color.

"You'll look stunning in that." Percival's voice suddenly emerged from behind you as you held the dress against your body.

Quickly your head turned back with a big smile.

"This is..."

"The wrong color? Wrong cut?" Elyan asked with an uncertain facial expression.

"Perfect! Beyond perfect!"

The boys exhaled in relief, as you thanked them. Next up was Gwaine.

You quickly unpacked his present as well; it was a new mead horn with impressive carvings on it's upper half.

"Did you do this yourself?!" you asked rather shocked. Gwaine proudly nodded and earned a tight hug in return.

"Hey Percival, have you given her your present yet?" Lancelot asked the tall knight, but he just shook his head.

"Save the best for last, huh?" you asked jokingly and leaned against Percival.

The knights laughed with you, then you looked at the dress and the mead horn again. "I did not expect this, really."

"We wanted to make this day special for you. You're supposed to remember this day with a smile on your face."

Leon answered, getting a hold of his goblet.

"Let's drink to that."

"By the way", you chimed in, "Gwaine, how much wine did you have by now?"

The man sighed and placed a hand on your shoulder, quickly glancing over to Percival.

"Not much. I wasn't allowed to get drunk before we exchange gifts."

~~~~~~

It was already late that evening when you were about to leave the party. You still hadn't exchanged gifts with Percival yet since you wanted this to be something between just you and him.

A yawn escaped your lips. The tall knight next to you placed one arm around you and asked you if you were ready to head off. As an answer, you only pointed at Gwaine, who was pretty much only able to stand since Merlin supported him.

He grinned at the sight and decided to call it a day. Both of you collected your things, said goodnight and headed to your room.

The man closed the door behind him and sat down on the edge of your bed.

"As tired as I am, I still want to try this on. Would you help me?" you asked, holding the new dress in your hands.

"Of couse." He answered, so you turned your back to him and held your hair up with one arm.

He helped you to loosen your current dress  before you disappeared behind the screen in your room, changing into the new dress.

"How is this?" you asked, once you were done. With slow steps you came back to him. It seemed like he couldn't take his eyes off you anymore. The color suited your eyes so perfectly, the fabric hugged your body like this dress was made for you.

"I didn't know the guys had such a good taste in fashion."

"Neither did I, you look..."

"... Yes?"

"I'm sorry, I was just... mesmerized by the sight. You look absolutely gorgeous in that dress. I mean, you also do without it. I-I mean- not like this- no, like-"

You laughed as you saw him struggling with his words.

"I actually had the impression you're good with speeches."

Soon your feet brought you closer to him and you hugged him tight.

"I was going to say that you're looking gorgeous in that dress, like you do in every dress. But this one suits you especially. I didn't mean to say-"

"Hey, it's all good. Don't worry about it."

His eyes had found yours in shame. God, how could he ever forget this.

"But before you tie a knot into your tongue, I'd like to give you your gift."

As you let go of him for a moment, you reached out to the last present you had left.

"I hope you like it. If you don't, then just give it back to me."

"(Y/N)", he started to unpack, "I would never give that away whatever it might be."

He fished the gift out of the wrapping paper and stared at it for a good while.

His expression was completely blank.

"It was a stupid idea, I'm sorry..." you mumbled, trying to take his gift away in shame, but he turned away quickly.

"... You knitted that pullover yourself?" he asked calmly.

"I did, yes. I thought, if you run around without sleeves all the time you might... catch a cold..."

For some more time he stared at the pullover blankly.

"If you really want to keep it-"

"Of course I do! I love it!"

Only now, his expression changed into a wide smile.

It felt like a stone fell off your chest as he said he liked it.

"I hope it fits. I've had Gwaine try it on. It was a bit large on him."

"Gwaine?"

"Yeah. It was a bit loose... over his shirt... and his armor..."

Percival turned towards you and laughed at the thought, so did you.

"It looked very funny, believe me."

The knight quickly took off his vest and switched into his new pullover. As he looked down on himself, his smile got even wider.

"Does it fit?"

"Perfectly. You're such a sweetheart, (Y/N)." He caught you in a gentle embrace again and you cuddled yourself into the hug. The pullover was incredibly soft, which made the hug more pleasant than usual since there was no cold metal against your skin anymore.

For a good while he kept you close like this before he let go, just to hand his present to you as well.

He gave you a silk sachet. After you looked inside, you reached in to get your gift out. It was a leather band with a pendant out of soapstone. It was shaped like the head of a fox.

"And I guess you made that yourself as well?" You asked in awe, seeing the polished pendant reflect the light of the candles in your room.

"Surely. Everytime I'm hunting with the others, and I see a fox, I think of you. These creatures are extremely clever, atonishing beautiful, and a sign of good luck. Any I think", you handed him the necklace while he talked so he could put it around your neck, "I'm very lucky to have a wonderful woman like you in my life. May this pendant always bring luck to you too."

Once Percival was done you turned around to him, looking down at the pendant one more.

"I'm loving it already. How do I ever thank you?"

The man glanced at the pendant, then his eyes locked with yours.

"You're spending your time with me. That's more I could ever ask for."

Your heart was beating hard and fast at the sight of his satisfied smile.

"Today was truly a magical day. I've loved every minute."

Percival gently cupped your cheeks. As you looked up to him, you noticed something over his head. You figured out that it was a mistletoe, hanging from the ceiling.

Once he saw that you noticed, he pulled you even closer.

"(Y/N), do you believe in these traditions?"

While biting down on your own lip slightly you watched his ones, then glanced up at his blue eyes again. Since he was so tall you had to stand on your toes to get even a bit closer to his face.

"This pendant ought to bring me luck, so... what could go wrong?" Both your arms found their way around his neck to support yourself.

"Can I kiss you?" he whispered while leaning in even closer, brushing his nose against yours. With half lidded eyes you nodded slowly, which lead Percival to hug your waist tight and lift you off the ground.

It didn't take long until his lips crashed onto yours, passion flowing through your entire body like waves of electricity.

His lips were soft and warm, they felt so wonderful on your own ones. The knight had closed his eyes as well, enjoying this moment just as much as you before he let go of you again.

"Did you place that there?" you asked with a slight grin, to wich he nodded with the same expression.

"I hoped you would notice."

"And I hoped you'd finally make the first step."

Percival leaned down to you, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. "I did. But therefore you have to cuddle with me all night long."

As an answer, you just turned your back towards him and held your hair up again.

"Then let me get into my nightdress and get comfortable on my bed. I'll be with you in a second."

#bbc merlin #merlin #knights of the round table #sir leon #merlin fanfic #merlin bbc #merlin oneshot #sir gwaine #sir percival #Sir percival x reader #sir elyan #sir lancelot #christmas fluff

[knightyoomyoui]

Sana x M & F Reader (A Birthday And Holiday Special)- “Make It With You”

Happy 24K reads and and also a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR SHIBA INU, BUBBLY SQUIRREL, GIRLFRIEND COLLECTOR, TWICE'S RESIDENT GAY QUEEN, SANAKE, MS. SHY SHY SHY *inhales and exhales* DUALITY GODDESS AND ONCE'S ROYAL PRINCESS, Minatozaki Sana!

As a commemoration of her special day today and being true from what I mentioned on my announcement I gave days ago, HERE'S A TRIPLE UPDATE FOR YALL READERS!

Unlike each male reader and female reader featured one-shots, this story will be FULL ON FLUFF. I just thought that if could just atleast create a happy short story from its beginning to end in retribution for the angsty ones that I created and also to match what we SHOULD BE FEELING TODAY FOR SANA'S SPECIAL DAY!

To make it even better, I made it fair for everyone by turning this into my first one-shot that features a GENDER NEUTRAL FEATURED ONE-SHOT, setting an another debut for my works here on Set 4 and to my book.

Lastly, these three new updates will be my final ones for this year and also to finally close Set 4 before I go on to my indefinite hiatus.

I wish you all again A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

#HAPPYSANADAY2022

---------- START ----------

You just got out from your work that started very early in the morning.

Fortunately, you belong in this organization that really cares for its workers so they decided to start the program just as when the sun rises so that when your duty finished and everything gets wrapped up, you and your coworkers would get the rest of the day available to spend the New Year with your loved ones.

And what better way for you to use that available opportunity than to be with this special person (and with her people whom you're close with too) to greet and welcome 2023 without making anybody lonely.

You parked your car in front of the dormitory building located around the city of Cheongnam-dong. Leaving your car for good and in trustful safety of the guards standing by to monitor the area, you went inside to make your way to this particular room you are heading onto.

Reaching the 3rd floor and walked straight into the hallway, you are now standing in front of the door of Room 012. You looked into the interface when you knocked three times to make the people inside identify who just made a visit into their dorm.

The door opened and what meets you shocks you at how unexpected it is but definitely a deserving and a thing you surely need so much before you start the next goal for today.

A clingy hamster just jumped and lunges at you with its speed even The Flash and Quicksilver would acknowledge her.

It was your girlfriend, the very famous superstar, celebrity and artist Minatozaki Sana from TWICE.

"JAGIIIIII!!!!!!!", that's what she shouted after she opened the door, wrapping her arms around you and burying her face in the middle of your chest. You chuckled at your adorable girlfriend coming at you with one of the best things you like from her a lot that she always gives you: warm and comfy hugs.

You placed your nose and lips on the top of her crown as you reciprocated her hug by pulling her closer to you and stroked her long black hair. "Heyyy... my Sana-yah. Jeez, you shocked me a bit there."

"I missed you...", she muttered, looking up at you with her puppy eyes and a pout that is very impossible for you to resist its cuteness when it only comes from her.

"But we just saw each other yesterday.", you hilariously said in disbelief.

Sana shook her head aggressively then placed back the side of her head to your chest. "I don't care, after hours passed by when we said goodbye to one another feels like forever already to me."

"Why can't we just move in together...", she sighed. You heard and understood her desire from it because you wanted it too, but a smirk crept in your face as you think about it being possible.. soon.

"We'll find a way with that.", you bounced your brows as your smirk. " As of now, just enjoy your stay here with your members okay? They're still your family you're living with."

"Okay.", she answered.

You kissed her forehead and rubbed her shoulders. "Let go of me now, babe. You can have it more with how times you want later, for now we just have to get into work."

She followed and looked very closely at you while she stoods in front of you. "You sure, jagi?"

"I'm all free only for you again later, I swear.", you nodded in assurance.

"Yayyy!", she giggled and did her common mannerism when she's so delighted and excited by shaking her two arms raised with both hands curled into fists.

While you laughed softly at her cute antics, a voice can be heard from the inside that interrupted your conversation with Sana.

"Jesus, how long will you two stay flirting there and let the amount of cold air of aircon exit the room? Just get in here now.", Tzuyu said, directly staring at both you and Sana in an intimidating manner. You gulped and smiled sheepishly as you wrapped your arm around Sana's back and clutched her shoulder which she blushed at the contact.

Thankfully, the scary gigantic yoda was fought by a Japanese dancing machine who only wants nothing but peace.

"Calm down, maknae.", Momo said, appearing from the kitchen. Tzuyu huffed some air and rolled her eyes. "But at some point, you're right."

She looked at you who now entered their dorm and closed the door behind you. "Hi, YN oppa / noona!"

"Hi, Momoring!"

"Hi YN oppa / noona!", the rest of the members greeted after Momo in chant.

"Thank goodness you arrived to join us celebrate for new year tonight...", said by their leader and ONCE's very own goddess herself Jihyo who's fixing the curtains.

"And?"

Jihyo showed a flustered expression, not getting what you just asked for her to follow up something more in her words. "Eh... uhh...

You sent her an alerting glare to help her remind. "Oh cmon, Ji. You're the leader, don't tell me you forgot about it.", you said in a slight disappointed tone.

After seconds of silently processing her mind through recalling of what she talked about with you last time, her eyes sprung up when she remembered that specific thing you're referring to. "Oh oh wait I remember. Christmas and YES OUR SANA UNNIES BIRTHDAY ALTHOUGH IT WAS IN 29 TWO DAYS AGO!", she said hyperactively.

"YAYYYY!", the rest of the TWICE members shouted in glee. Sana just laughed at them.

"Sheesh now I got relieved.", you sighed. " So... let's not waste any more time. I'll assign our tasks for today to make the preparation smooth and faster plus to make everyone productive also.", you walked in front of their large and wide high quality LED TV and faced everybody who's surrounding you. They set their eyes all ready to listen attentively at you like soldiers to the commander.

"Okay, listen up ladies. Nayeon, Chaeyoung, Jihyo will buy fireworks, trombones that we will use later to create loud noises. Jeongyeon, Momo, Mina and me will do the cooking and the rest, Dahyun, Tzuyu and Sana...organize the living room.", you aid as you pointed every single one of them when you mention their name. "Are we clear?"

"Yes!"

"Alright lets go and move! Fighting!", you clapped hard and raised your fist as a gesture.

"FIGHTING!"

They started moving as they followed what you said by a focusing and doing their own respective tasks.

NaChaeHyo left the dorm to buy the things all would be using to get loud on celebrating New Years later, JeongMiMo plus you went to the kitchen as you prepared all the ingredients they'll be cooking for the dishes they had in mind for everyone to eat later and lastly SaiDaTzu stayed in the living room as they pushed, pulled and carried some furnitures aside like couches, mini table and humidifier to create a wide space for the large metal table where the foods would be placed into.

During the preparation for the party, you are chopping off onions, garlic, bell pepper etc when your peripheral vision and quick hearing sense alerted you on Sana's impending accident.

She was standing in the small ladder to help Dahyun and Tzuyu design the walls with garlands, colored papers and balloons that forms the message "HAPPY NEW YEAR" when suddenly, her clumsiness made fun of her again as she was about to step down of the stairs when she tripped and nearly fell on the floor.

But to your rescue, you hurried to her side and catched her with in your arms, now carrying her in a bridal style.

"Sana! You're okay?", you asked to her very worriedly.

"Y-yeah, my foot just bumped on the leg of the ladder.", she nodded but her tone and face indicates you that she got very tensed thinking that she could've took that nasty bump on the floor if it wasn't for your quick instinct.

You clicked your tongue. "Just be very careful okay? We don't want to go into a trip at the hospital later and celebrate there for New Year's Eve because of your injury.", she nodded in response.

"Thank goodness you saw her, oppa / noona. She could've broken some of her bones none of us paid attention to her accident.", Jeongyeon breathed heavily to loosen her immense concern. You nodded and smiled tightly as you understood what she felt.

"Does your ankle, foot or toes hurt? Anything?", you asked as you kneeled in front of her.

"N-no."

"Good.'

She gestured you to stand up, reassuring you that she's all fine. She noticed something on you, travelling her eyes around your face and neck. "Give me your towel."

"O-okay.", you did and she started wiping off the sweats intact on your skin. After that, she muzzled her nose on your collar and lets out a "hmm" sound. "Even if you're sweating too much you still smell like a baby to me.

You chuckled as she was also. "Yet while you still do look like one though.", you pinched her cheek.

"Fair win for our advantages then", she grinned before you and her gave each other a quick kiss.

As you turned your body to return back at you spot, you met the rest of the member's teasing and playful faces except Nayeon, Chaeyoung and Jihyo who were at the outside; because of your small sweet moment with Sana.

The preparation lasted for about 6 hours, it was now nighttime and you with the TWICE members just finished doing your tasks.

"There. Everything's all good.", you said as you observed the changes. The whole living room area is now decorated, ready to make the atmosphere around even more uplifting when New Year comes later. "What shall we do next while waiting?"

"Shall we take some pictures before we rest?", Jihyo suggested. "So that we have our last pictures together for this year and the rest would be our first captured memories together for 2023 when New Year has come later?"

"Ooh that's a good idea, Jihyo.", Nayeon agreed on the idea.

The rest including you joined Nayeon's side. "Okay, gather around. Adjust yourselves to fit us all in the camera.", you said to them.

Adjusting the selfie stick and attaching Jihyo's phone on it, all the girls packed up behind you as you took a group picture with them and also by just theirselves in purpose for them to post it on their own Instagram accounts to bless ONCEs with another selcas later.

As you all finished, you took their attention again by instructing them. "Okay, take some rest now girls. You can also sleep for a while if you want to, I'll just wake you all up later."

"Thank you oppa / noona!", they thanked you before going to their rooms... expect for one of them.

After sitting in the couch to relax yourself, Sana took the space beside you and sat there as she rests her head above your shoulder.

"Hey."

"Hey babe. You aren't joining them?", you grabbed her hand and massaged its top with your thumb.

"Not tired actually."

"Hmmm you sure?", you side glanced at her, raising one of your eyebrow for confirmation.

"I am. My energy gets refilled in an instant because my personal love battery is her with us... with me today.", she grabbed on your arm and hugged it.

"Guess I could say the same as yours.", you gave her a warm smile before looking back forward at the window presenting the nightsky and some view of the structures around the street of Cheongnam-dong.

"This makes us only the remaining people awake now."

"Just let them be, I wanted this to spend time being alone with you even its for a while.", Sana said. She took some pause in the end before speaking up again. "Thank you for coming again, babe. I really thought you wouldn't make it for today because you had to focus on your charity organization."

"No problem.", you answered her gratitude. "Well, about that we actually started very early in the morning that's why when we finished, it gave me time to join you and the girls to celebrate. I have to do it just to ensure also that you have to be fully happy on your special day.", you explined to her what occurred during the line of your work earlier.

She blushed, very touched by your words defining how she was always in your thoughts whenever you go and whatever you do. "You really do love me, do you?"

You scoffed and showed a smug. "Ofcourse, I am."

She then spreads herself apart from you to look you in the eyes by tilting your head aside as she cupped your chin to use it.

You met her alluring and enchnating gaze that never fails to make you fall deeper in love with this beautiful Japanese girlfriend with you.

"Show me then.", she whispered, a bit seductively.

"With pleasure.", you granted what she want, kissing her on the lips passionately.

"Don't forget that I still have some more and even better to give for you later just to let you know how much I do love you.", you reminded to her after releasing off your face and lips from connecting at hers.

"You do?"

"Yes.", you replied confidently.

"Ooh I can't wait to find that out.", she said excitingly. You thought that she must be intepreting it as your hint that you'll give her a gift.

And she was right though, but her reaction makes you even pumped up more than her. You waited so long for this to happen.

"I'm bored, what do you want us to do?"

"Watch some movie?", you suggested.

"I mean... yeah that should do it.", she shrugged as she accepted. "Can I cuddle with you?", he looked at you again with her signature puppy eyes and that dangerously cute pout.

"Cmon babe you don't need to ask.", you looked at her unbelievably.

"Just making sure., she defended herself. "I just want you to be aware... so that I won't make your heart jump again because of my sudden touch.", she said, giving you a wink which ironically gave you a mini heart attack too.

"Tsk, you're so cute.", you sighed, shaking your head. You opened your arms to let her in before encasing her with your favorites each: cuddling.

You turned on the TV and searched the most iconic Christmas film ever included on Netflix titled "Home Alone". Playing the film, you and her watched it together throughout out its duration length.

When the movie ended half an hour after the end credits rolled, you woke up as you looked into your phone and checked the time.

You shook Sana's sleeping posture gently to end her short nap without being rude. "Babe, we have to wake them up now. It's less than an hour remaining before 12"

Sana slowly opened her eyes and nodded in response. "Okay, I'll help you."

You and her entered their bedroom to alarm the rest of the members too. They all began to wake up and changed into their nice presentable outfits.

They all walked back to the living room where you and Sana are waiting along with their new clothes that they're wearing.

"You girls look gorgeous.", you said as you looked at all of them.

They smiled brightly, happy with your comment. "Thanks oppa / noona."

"But ofcourse, my precious girlfriend will always stood out the most for me.", you said as your eyes then pointed back at Sana who blushed furiously at your compliment.

"Atleast you do admit the fact that I'm really beautiful and I'm fine enough with it.", Nayeon retorted as she swayed her hair with pure confidence, trying not to be bitter at your smooth moves.

The rest just crunched their faces disgustingly and looked at the bunny with a "seriously?" glare.

"Don't lie, unnie.", Tzuyu spoke everyone's inner thoughts about Nayeon's bragging which made everyone laugh at her typical savageness that caused Nayeon to sulk.

"Alright, everyone. Everyone outside are starting to get noiser and we have only less than an our remaining to wait for the upcoming New Years eve." So, while we wait... shall we greet Sana-unnie again a happy birthday?!", you all shouted YES!

Jeongyeon then delivered the cake from getting it in the refrigerator in front of Sana who is being cornered now by her fellow members and you. She took the candle with numbers 2 and 6 that forms her Korean age and lit it up with fire using lighter.

All of you sang "Happy Birthday To You" in Korean language to Sana as she happily vibed to it while you were the one recording it on your phone for them. After the song ended and her birthday wishes, Sana blew the candles off.

"Our birthday celebrant is now done giving her wishes, shall we start to do our exchange gifts next?", Jihyo once again hyped up the group.

"Yessss!"

"Okay, now please we will do it pair by pair starting with... Nayeon and Jeongyeon.", she ordered two of her older members.

They all proceeded to give one another starting with Nayeon and Jeongyeon Nayeon who each got a sky blue dress and a new fish cake molder, Momo got a new matching clothes for her, Boo and Dobby from Dahyun, Sana got a Betty Boop customizable designed bag from Tzuyu, Jihyo with her new karaoke package from Sana, Mina with her new penguin jacket from Chaeyoung, Chaeyoung with her new baby tiger necklace from Mina and Tzuyu with her new dog designed slippers from Jihyo.

That leaves it to the two remaining people who haven't received their gifts yet. "And lastly, our lovers with us, YN and Sana.", Jihyo gave the signal for you and Sana to start exchanging.

"You can give it first, babe.", you allowed Sana.

"Okay. Well here, my gift for you is a/an (favorite gift you want). I know that you've always keep on sharing and mentioning to me on how badly I would want to get a mine of this. So yeah, I decided to join Nayeon unnie and Momo unnie to go shopping and thankfully, it was there so I grabbed one and bought it with my own collected money. I hope you like it, babe.", she said as she lend her wrapped gift dedicated to you.

You took it from her and uncovered it to reveal your gift which elicited a shocked and enermous gladness of an expression to your face. "Like it? No, ofcourse I love it! I''ve been wishing for this that I'll get one for mine someday and here it is... and now I have another reason to cherish it because it was given to me by none other than my very thoughtful and conservative girlfriend.Thank you so much, love. You really do not fail to put a smile on my face.", you said appreciatingly on her. Sana smiled in victory for herself.

"Okay... it's my turn now, huh.", you snickered. Sana did noticed that you weren't holding your own gift, increasing her curiosity.

"Now what do you got for me, hmm?", she waited patiently.

Jihyo cleared her throat loudly to make it obvious. "Guys, I don't wanna ruin the moment but I just want to tell everybody that we only have 5 minutes remaining.", she said as she kept her sight at the screen of her phone.

"We're running out of time.", you nodded. "Okay, Uhm... Sana... as you can see I'm not holding any gift of mine which is wrapped the same as theirs, but that doesn't mean I don't have one for you tonight."

"In fact, I've been keeping this in me since when I arrived here in your dorm. And I have to because I really think this gift is too special and honestly can't be wrapped like theirs."

"Sana, I greet you again a Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year and especially... Happy 26th birthday my ray of sunshine.", she smiled widely at your heartful greetings.

"December has been really special month to you in your whole life by having these important occassions that became personally important for you to celebrate it all with your loved ones which that makes it even better. I said this many time to you again but I won't be tired repeating it over and over again just to show how grateful I am to be with you."

You stepped closer, narrowing the gap between each other before grabbing both of her hands while she remained observing you lovingly. "Thank you again, Sana for everything. For being as my girlfriend. You know that we had talked one time about our plans for our futures that we want to achieve together."

"Hearing that, it sounds very clear to me that both of us are ready enough to enter a new stage of our relationship. That's why, I've been thinking about this plan for days and it didn't went longer because it was easy for me to decide about it."

"Minatozaki Sana, in our entire 3 years of a relationship we overcome the challenges that tried to tear us apart but we still won it all and kept on continuing that led us where we are now, still climbing on rainbows, remaining strong in our relationship. I know for the fact that the next years and so on will just be the same but like I said earlier... about this plan, I've been thinking if... we could add it something more that will definitely remain ourselves striving until we could make this happen."

You inserted your hand on your pocket to reach a small black box to pull out that made everyone started to scream excitingly.

You bended your knees and kneeled in front of Sana who covered her mouth shockingly at your surprise as you opened the box and presented to her the stupendous small yet valuable thing it contains inside.

An expensive, shining, breathtaking diamond engagement ring that you bought 2 days ago before informing Jihyo and the other girls about your surprise plan tonight which explains why they are more hyped and enthusiastic about you doing it rather than being shocked like as if it was unexpected to them... unlike to Sana who completely reacted the opposite.

You continued as Sana started to teared up intensely. "Now here I am, giving this gift to you... this is my symbol of my desire that before we end this year and enter another one still being with you but this time... not only as my girlfriend... but as my future wife whom I could spent the rest of my life, build a family, raising a family and to grow old with you until we gave in our final breaths; hopefully... in peace altogether.", you breathed heavily to pause as you are becoming emotional too because of getting brought on by the love of your live feeling very overwhelmed at your special gift.

"Minatozaki Sana, I still chose you as the only woman to help me through and I'd like to make it with you. Will you marry me?"

"Y-yes... yes I do YN!" A HUNDRED TIMES, YES I WANT TO BE YOUR WIFE!", she then rushed in to ran at you which you caught her with your tight hug and continued crying together with tears full of joy for one another.

"YAYYYYYYYY!!!", the eight other members screamed in delight as they got to hear also what you were also expecting to receive from Sana.

"G-guys... s-she said yes... SHE SAID YES!", you yelled at them in success. They proudly nodded their heads with smile on their faces as they clapped to express their praise on your successful proposal.

"I told you, she will. She loves you with every fiber of her body and she can't risk losing you when you were the one who brought all the great improvements in her life.", Jeongyeon said.

"And it was all because of your unbreakable affection of love also for unnie.", Momo added.

Sana went away from hugging you as she sniffed her tears before speaking. "T-they know?"

You helped her wipe it off on her gorgeous face as you nod your head.. "Yeah. I informed them about it and they got my back as always."

"Aahh~ Sana unnie and YN oppa / unnie are so sweet.", Tzuyu softly said as her heart melted as she witnessed such a sight to see from her friends who are now an engaged couple.

"Gyaah i'm so proud of my two beloved friends here. I'm so jealous too.", Chaeyoung expressed her mixed emotions, transitioning er uplifted one to a frown. "Hey Mina I swear to you we're gonna have this soon mark my words.", she said, looking intently at Mina which earned a blush from her lover and a laughter from her members.

"Just tell us anytime about the wedding and we'll surely help you two on your wedding, okay?", Nayeon offered, representing her fellow members being your supportive friends.

"Okay. Thank you girls, so much. I appreciate the overwhelming support and motivation I've been receiving for turning this possible for my girlf- no...", you stopped, throwing a glance at Sana who smiled at your eye contact. "I should call her for now as MY FIANCÉ, I mean."

Sana got fluttered on your words before Jihyo can't contain her fangirling anymore. "AHHHHHHHHH GROUP HUG FOR THE SUCCESS OF YN AND SANA'S ENGAGEMENT!", she screamed as everyone gathered to trap you and Sana for a group hug indeed.

As they released you two to give some atleast alone time together, you looked at her whiel still clutching her closer to your body.

"I can't believe we are now engaged and soon to be married."

Sana placed her hand on your beating chest. "I didn't expected at all that you'll propose to me at this moment. God, this has to be my most wonderful Christmas and Birthday present I have ever received."

"Thank you and I love you so much, honey.", she whispered as she hugged you again while observing her engagement ring perfectly fitted on her finger.

"Thank you too, Sana. I love you too with all my heart, always and now I can say it also that it will go on... forever.", you closed your eyes and indulged how great this moment you're sharing with her again while the girls at the background started to count along with the countdown running out.

"5... 4... 3...

You pushed Sana away from you...

...2...1!"

And once again kissed her with your true and everlasting love .

"HAPPY NEW YEARRRRR!!!!!", everyone shouted in glee afterwards just as when the fireworks began to pop off around the nightsky.

You and Sana ended 2022 with a happy ending and welcomed 2023 together with a fresh start, now as soon to be a married couple as you both watched the entire fireworks display aligned with your members matched theirselves in pair according to their own lovers too.

---------- END ----------

- 🐹 -

#HAPPYSANADAY2022

#twicesana #twicesanaxmalereader #twicesanaxfemalereader #twicesanaxmreader #twicesanaxfreader #twice #twiceoneshots #twiceau #kpoponeshots #kpopau #happysanaday #happybirthdaysana

[aajjks]

TC!JK

“and now, one more promise i’d like to make to you” he says and you raise your eyebrow. curious as to what exactly could he promising you. your freedom? too soon? “i won’t force you to ever warm my bed. that is until you will beg for me to have you”

it almost sounds like a challenge because you warming his bed? does he mean intimacy? you’re not completely sure but you’re glad he at least knows what consent is considering he hasn’t cared about your consent until now. but begging? you?

you nod your head and give him a small smile. the rest of the day was easy after that. you both still continued to sleep in separate rooms but you were barely getting any sleep nowadays. the truth is, you kept having nightmares about your father’s disappointment in you.

you, who married his killer.

you, who gave up fighting and stayed.

you, who married the monster.

you, who shows him compassion when he isn’t compassionate himself.

he would berate you in your dreams and you’d feel awful. you would wake up in tears whispering “i’m sorry” over and over. the lack of sleep was evident on your face and when jungkook finally got to see you after having such a busy schedule, he was very concerned.

bags under your eyes (you haven’t been sleeping), tears staining your flush cheeks (you’ve been crying), your face blotchy (this has been happening for a while), and your body worn (you’re exhausted).

he came to see you on your first official day of being a queen and from what he’s seeing, everyone is running to you with all kinds of information and you’re barely keeping up. no one bothers to ask if you’re okay, just stacking it all on you.

“move quickly, queen y/n! you’re moving too slow”

“ugh, do you even know what you’re doing?”

“great, now the king is going to be upset”

“you can’t do anything right”

“were you even studying? this is easy, queen y/n”

you’re trying, you really are. and when it becomes to much, you snap. “I CAN’T DO THIS!! please, just leave me alone!!” you cry out before running through the council, past jungkook, and back to her bedroom.

jungkook is angry, no, he’s LIVID. not only did he watch everyone insult you but they didn’t even bother to ask whether you in a well enough condition to tend to your duties.

after jungkook is finished cursing everyone out, he knocks gently on the door before entering. he hears your sniffles and the sight is disheartening.

there you are, face down in the pillows crying your head off. “j-jungkook?” you sit up and your face is covered in wet tears. you’re hyperventilating but it’s also the first time you’ve ever called him by his name.

“i…i…i k-keep h-having n-nightmares! he keeps saying it’s my fault! m-my dad. i..i feel so bad. i should’ve fought harder. i can’t s-sleep and i’m-i’m so tired. i just want to s-sleep. pl-please i need you. please don’t leave me here by myself. please stay with me”

Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to pull you into his arms, and he hugs your shaking body, caressing your hair. Mumbling sweet nothings into your ear.

He would deal with those servants later.

“Baby calm down.. oh my God you’re burning.” as soon as your body comes in contact with his, he notices your burning temperature.

“Shh you’ve got to calm down… your father does not exist anymore.. and what happened to him is not your fault. It was never your fault… it’s all just nightmares… baby come on sit down.”

After holding you, for a few minutes, he sits you down, doing the same for him onto your bed, and he grabs your face gently, “do you know that it’s been so many years since my father has left this world, but he still- I still get nightmares about him… he tells me in my nightmares that I should’ve never existed or that youll never love me… o-or how it’s my fault that my mother is dead..”

“I understand you my love.. I really do I’m not trying to make this about myself, but you’re not alone.”

Jungkook presses a gentle kiss on your cheek. Holding so tenderly against him….

#ask: tc!jungkook

[bubbledumbbinch]

Okay so can I ask for some general headcanons for a Fem!MC in twst? The game has gender-neutral pronouns for the MC so far and it's an all boys school. How do you think the characters reaction/interactions would change if the MC was female? (if all are too much you can just pick your faves, maybe just include the octa and Savannahclaw dorm?) Just your thoughts and some brainrot💖

I think the boys would definitely be a lot more flirtatious to fem!MC!!! (I just wanna call her FeMC so I could say… fem… with a c at the end LOL). This is an all boys school, what do you expect?!

These are mostly short I’m sorry! I wanted to try to fit everyone in!

Ramshackle

Grim would lay at night curled up beside you. On days when your period hit, Grim would sense you in pain and get near your abdomen and purr. He feels like it’s an instinctual thing to do and if if helps out his minion, he’ll do it! Plus there’s tuna in it for him, right? Pet his ears too!

Heartslabyul

Riddle would definitely blush when you are around, but not too heavily! Sure he finds you attractive but it won’t stop him from fulfilling his duties as a dorm leader! He can’t help himself when he gets flustered talking to you since the only woman he grew up around was his strict mother. Since you’re different compared to her, he can’t tell but feel warmth from you which he wants to keep in his heart.

Ace and Deuce would make jokes at each other’s expense, both of them sorta going neck and neck trying to compete for your attention! They know you guys are just friends… unless..? 😳 Ace would make the snarky remarks while Deuce would threaten to beat Ace up.

Trey would act the same towards you, knowing he has to be a respectful upperclassman! You ALMOST can’t tell he sets aside the cupcake with more fruits or decoration on it for you at the Unbirthday party. Trey would give his signature smirk and wink as he sets it down in front of you.

Cater would take you on shopping sprees and outings to have so many photo opportunities with NRC’s only female student! Girls would flood his comments asking if you were his girlfriend, but he never answered. He secretly hopes you like him back so you could do cute couple things together like match outfits!

Savannaclaw

Leona would still call you herbivore and treat you the same as always. Still as lazy as before. However he can’t help but show off when he plays Magift and you happen to be watching. He lowkey stares at your features and shape of your body when you’re not looking 👀

Ruggie would also mostly act the same towards you, but he would bump into you on purpose so he can have an excuse to touch or smell you! His body tingles when he can smell your scent on the blazer he accidentally knocked into you with! Still treats you the same as ever though!

Jack would be gentler towards you, he knows how rough and big his body is, he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you! His personality is still the same, don’t think he’ll treat you any differently because you’re a girl!

Octavinelle

Azul would try to make shady deals with you to offer you protection against students who may be too forward with you since you’re a girl. In exchange? For you to work at the lounge! and spend time with him. He secretly likes you but would never tell you to uphold his reputation and he is also afraid of rejection ;w; Azul would also not mind seeing you wearing the lounge uniform, fufufu…

Jade would would act more like a butler type! You also find him nearby sometimes, feeling his striking gaze looking at you. He’s always there when someone is trying to confess to you and you look uncomfortable. “Oya oya, do you need some help, miss?” His voice teasingly echoes through the halls, scaring off the guy who was trying to hit on you. Jade would stretch out his hand and escort you to wherever you needed to go.

Honestly? Unless you had a super “girly” appearance, Floyd wouldn’t have noticed until he gave you a hug to squeeze you, noticing your body was different… more squishy... and your bone structure is different. Shrimpy is so squeezable!!! Huh? He has to be wary of your chest? He’ll just lift you up by your tummy! You being a girl doesn’t stop the hug train!

Scarabia

Kalim wouldn’t treat you any differently! He would still definitely invite you over as often as possible, not realizing his sweetness may come off as flirtatious! Might develop a small crush on you :) imagines all the pretty outfits he could buy you from his homeland

Jamil would at first be wary of you but once he realizes you aren’t a threat to Kalim or the school, he stops doubting you. Definitely isn’t the type to judge you differently based on your gender!

Pomefiore

Vil would smirk and think he finally has someone else to practice makeup on! He definitely uses you as a model to show off his products, whether it be makeup, skincare, clothing, etc!

Rook would be… protective. He likes you because you’re different, and he would subtly follow and stake you out to see what things you’re doing differently at NRC as a girl. Rook offers silent protection against those he sees as a threat to you before you can even notice.

Epel would definitely try to prove his manliness in front of you if Vil isn’t in the vicinity! Going out of his way to carry heavy items, be tough, etc. If YOU tell him he’s manly, it’s certainly gotta mean something right?!

Ignihyde

Idia thinks it’s like some sort of anime trope, you’re the female protagonist and it’s like a reverse harem because the whole school is full of boys! Cough cough breaking the fourth wall here! He would probably be more… nervous around you, not like he would ever get close anyways, but still! The idea of the only girl at school actually being friends with you and maybe becoming more makes his heart beat faster.

Ortho would not. Perceive you any differently LOL. He’d be intrigued would say like “A girl? Cool! The body analyses I’ve done from everyone around you reads their body temperatures higher and their hearts are all beating faste- MMPH!” He would be silenced by ADeuce…

Diasomnia

Malleus…. Once he knows how you don’t fear him and how you like him even without knowing who he is. All he can think of is how beautiful you would be as his queen. Who can blame him? He has priorities and he needs to think of these things! I can also imagine him picking petals off flowers and saying “She loves me… she loves me not…” because he’s romantic like that… my heart

Lilia would use his experience in his vast years of dating to his advantage, knowing what ways to talk to a woman best. He swears he is only flirting with you for fun! The way your cheeks puff up in embarrassment is just too cute to resist! He certainly doesn’t mind a gender neutral MC, but Lilia can appreciate the beauty in every gender and he certainly appreciates your beauty!

Silver said 😪😴 . You notice Silver has more of a knightly approach to you, offering to protect you when you need it. He understands how a situation between one girl and hundreds of male students could provide a sense of fear, so Silver would always be there to protect you if you need!

Sebek would blush when you’re around, but he thinks you’re trying to use feminine charm and wiles to seduce the young master, even though all you did was make a yawn noise, flip your hair, or put on a bit of makeup! You have to explain to him that you aren’t doing anything to try to seduce anybody. You just wanted to go to school. He is doubtful but finally agrees. Maybe he was becoming victim to your charm instead?

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst imagines #twst headcanons #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignyhide #diasomnia #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x you #twst grim

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🪶 Being Karasuno's Manager 🪶

💪🏻Miss Manager Stands Up for The Crows 💪🏻

Karasuno x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing? Poorly edited 😅, YN being a baddy

A/N: This is a request from the lovely @mythsofkairos!!

Again YN, what would Karasuno do without you?

Obviously perish into oblivion 💅🙄

I mean come on now

You, Kiyoko and Yachi do literally EVERYTHING

Daichi and Suga are responsible but there is no way they could manage without you 😍

Do you really think they are going to remember Hinata's lunch box?

Or how about his shoes? 👞

What would they do without the banner you hang before every game?

Or the waterbottles you fill while fighting off the menacing forest of trees?

Team Managers are the G.O.A.T.S. 🙌🏻

Now despite the many duties you perform for our bby crows, one thing you've never had to do is defend them

So far 👀 🍿

I mean Tanaka and Noya will scrap with literally anyone 👊🏻

So much as LOOK at the team wrong and Karasuno will find a reason to battle

They are a murder of crows

Emphasis on the word "murder" 👀

They have skills with words and fists

Look at me and tell me Ennosita and Tsukki couldn't tear down anyone's self esteem in a few simple words

Ennosita is a Capricorn

Need I say more... 😐

Just those two combined with the idiots (Tanaka and Noya), Karasuno has a solid defense

However that doesn't mean our precious YN is completely innocent

Oh no no no

Our gorgeous queen might look all sweet and innocent 🥺

And for all intense purposes you are

But the MINUTE anyone says anything about your babies, you snap

Sure you make fun of your crows

Like that's in the job description YN 🥰

But now way, absolutely NO WAY will anyone talk smack about your team

Case in point ✍

Spring Nationals 🙌🏻

Our boys made it to the center stage!

They deserve it 👏🏻

Look how hard they worked YN

Nationals is a completely different stage than our prefecture tournaments

All the teams at nationals have more than earned their place

And let's just say, not all of them are humble

So when Karasuno beat Inarizaki, let's just say, alot of people were surprised

Like REALLY surprised 😬

And not everyone takes surprise in a good way

So you and Yachi are on the sidelines, crying hysterically and hugging 🫂

Probably jumping up and down also because like that match 💃

That match was perfection 😚🤌🏻

The boys are all about to shake hands in the center with Inarizaki

Both teams did an amazing job

You are about to run to your boys 🏃‍♀️

When suddenly, you hear it 👂

It's not even whispered ok

Like we don't know these boys at all but man do they have 🌠 audacity 🌠

"Who knew Karasuno was that big of a threat. I mean look at them. They are probably one of the smallest teams here."

Your head literally snaps to see these guys

Like damn YN chill before you break your neck

Yachi grabs your hand and tugs

You're boys and Inarizaki are waiting 😃

"Come on YN. Ignore them"

Oh HECK NO

The flicker of anger in our precious YN's eyes

🔥 👄 🔥

The panic in Yachi's voice as you all but drag her to the boys

Yachi 👉🏻😳😰

Karasuno 👉🏻 👀😳 🏃‍♂️

Inarizaki 👉🏻👀🍿🧎

You pull up to the grouping of trees

Tap on their shoulder YN

Puff out your chest and ASSERT DOMINENCE

"Excuse me? What did you just say about MY BOYS?"

The offenders 👉🏻😐😐

You 👉🏻😠🤬

Daichi 👉🏻😐😑

Suga👉🏻😶😏

Asahi 👉🏻😰

Tsukki 👉🏻😐 📱

Kiyoko 👉🏻🙄

"YN what's going on here?" -Daichi

Just glare YN

Of course, these trees are going to think you are actually harmless

Stupid stupid boys

"These jerks were talking trash about you" -YN

"Nah sweetheart we were speaking the truth" -idiots, famous last words

Ope 😶

Before anyone can even blink, you are on them

"My boys just beat one of THE BEST TEAMS at Nationals and you still want to talk smack!"

"They are could literally crush you!"

Don't let those jerks get a word in edge wise Yn

"Not to mention, their uniforms are WAY cuter than yours"

"That's probably because they aren't covering some ugly, petty jerks!"

Oof YN 😬

The boys faces are pale at this point 😟

Asahi doesnt even think, he literally grabs you and hauls you over his shoulder

"ASAHI LET ME GO! I NEED TO TEACH THESE LOSERS A LESSON"

The boys just stare at you

Like they probably peed their pants

A literal angel just attacked them 😬

That's an omen right? 👀

Your team is probably just as shocked as the boys you tried to kill

Tanaka and Noya are oddly more attracted to you

Hinata and Kags have their mouths hanging open

Daichi is just staring

Suga is smiling 😃

Kiyoko is palming her face 🤦‍♀️

Asahi is too busy hauling you past Inarizaki and out of the gym to even react

Inarizaki is probably in love 😍

Atsumu and Samu definitely are

Kita and Aran are super impressed

"ASAHI PUT ME DOWN"

He finally puts you down when you dodge him and head back into the gym

The MMA has nothing on our YN

Too bad Ennoshita followed you and stopped you 🤚🏻

"Calm down killer"

"I'm not going to take those guys talking crap about you!"

Narita and Kinoshita are pulling up beside Ennoshita

"I don't think you have to worry about them YN. They ran while Asahi was hauling your butt out the door"

You huff and cross your arms

"Freaking jerks!" You hiss

The boys soft smiles all but calm your rage

"Geez YN we had no clue you had it in you"- Noya says pulling up

"Yeah YN you got some hidden spunk"- Tanaka

You simply smile

"Nobody and I mean NOBODY messes with my crows"

Seriously YN, you better call for a group hug

After your group hug, you notice Inarizaki watching you

Tanaka starts forward

Smack him 🤚🏻🙍

"What do you city boys want? You better watch out for YN?"

You apologize for your behavior

"I'm sorry for how I acted"

You smile

Inarizaki faints

"It's ok YN, you stood up for your team"

You giggle and bounce up and down

Calm it down YN you've already got a fan club

Seriously what would these Crows do without you YN 🥰

Taglist: @loevngyuno

#karasuno x yn #karasuno x reader #karasuno x manager #karasuno x you #karasuno #karasuno x female reader #karasuno manager #haikyu x female reader #haikyu x y/n #haikyu x you #haikyu x reader #haikyu manager #haikyu! #haikyuu #haikyu headcanons #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu headcanons #karasuno headcannons #haikyu teams #daichi sawamura #sugawara koshi #inarizaki #asahi azumane #tsukishima kei #ennoshita chikara #haikyu team manager series #haikyuu manager series #team manager #hq team manager series

[donutloverxo]

His queen

Please note that my stories are not to be stolen or reposted on any other site. Reblogs are welcome. This blog and this story is 18+. Do not read, follow or interact if you are not 18+.

Note - An anon asked for an au sequel to first night with no stucky but this can be read as a one shot. Thanks to lizzygal(link to ao3) for her advice on this! This is written for @sweetlyscared's 1k angst challenge! Congrats boo! I used the prompt 'Do you love her?' Although this is hardly angsty but it's as angsty as someone as soft as me can get🥺 Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Summary - Married life with Steve was amazing (although with a few bumps in the way) until you discovered a heartbreaking secret.

Warnings - explicit sexual content, painful sex, innocent naive insecure reader, dub con/noncon, soft dark Steve, jealous Steve, ooc villain Sharon, like a little breeding kink, some angst.

Pairing - soft dark king!Steve x reader

Word count - 5.3k

Steve jolted when your palm hit him across his face, his hand circled around your wrist, ready to fight whatever it was that slapped him off, his grip loosening when he realised it was just you. You wiggled your hand away from his grip, mumbling incoherently before turning away from him, so that he could only see the silhouette of your nude back in the dim light.

Although he had been with a handful of women, he never had to share a bed with one. He didn’t think he’d ever have to, he was born in royalty, raised to be a king. While he liked having your soft warm body in his arms, he maybe could live without your hands slapping him, or both your legs over his thighs and hips.

It was customary for wives to have their own chambers after the honeymoon period was over. And with a heavy heart he had sent you to your own chambers, he made sure you were treated to the best luxuries possible.

But he found himself missing your presence soon enough. Your legs over his, you annoying him for attention whenever he was working, the way you hummed a song in your head, how you often clumsily bumped into things, your sweet beautiful voice, your scent, everything about you.

So he went to your room, told you that you were to live with him in his chambers from then on. You were hesitant at first, but didn’t say no to him.

You could never deny him anything. He loved that about you. How subservient you were despite being so fiery.

He was grateful to have made you move in, in times like these, when his cock was hard and achingly pressed against your thigh, he had you right where he wanted you.

He softly called out your name, he’d rather have you awake for this. He loved listening to the sweet sounds he could pull out of you. When you didn’t so much as stir he decided he would just have to wake you up another way.

Pushing your legs off his, spreading them apart to make room for him as he hovered over you, pressing soft kisses, rubbing his beard against your skin, he made his way down to his destination, he was parched for your nectar.

He kissed your petal, your cunt already oozing with need, your body would always want him even if you weren’t awake. He frowned when you didn’t move at all. He had been a bit too rough with you that night, exhausting you, making you pass out as soon as he was done, but he was growing more and more impatient.

Scraping his teeth over your clit, he bit it ever so lightly as you yelped awake.

“Oh!” you gasped when you looked down to find the king between your legs.

Swallowing a lump, because this was still so very strange to you. Your mother had told you how a man and woman make love before your wedding, but she never mentioned anything like this.

From your knowledge the king putting his mouth there wouldn’t result in you getting pregnant. But it did bring you great pleasure, to the point where it was maddening.

Sometimes it was the only thing on your mind.

It was as if you were addicted to it.

“My king...” you squirmed when you felt him push his fingers inside you, “I’m so tired... I have court tomorrow...” How he managed to do all his duties and still have you at least thrice everyday was beyond you.

“You don’t have to go. You’re the queen, the future mother of my children, you deserve a day off. Besides I do work you a bit too hard, don’t I?” he asked before plunging his tongue into your heat.

“Huh? No... I’m glad to be serving you...” And you had yet to give him any heirs.

It wasn’t long before you released all over his mouth, your cheeks heating up when you saw his beard coated with your slick as he wiped it off with the back of his hand.

“You can stay in bed all day tomorrow. That way you’ll be strong and ready by the time I’m back.” He told you before capturing your lips in a bruising kiss, as you tasted yourself on his mouth.

Turns out a day off was everything that you had needed. You were born a princess, albeit of a kingdom standing on its last legs, you were the youngest of six sisters, your prospects weren’t all that great.

Your mother told you that you’d be lucky to get a rich lord, let alone a Duke or a prince. A King was out of the question. She taught you how to handle a household, she never could’ve prepared you for court or to be a queen. You always dreamt of marrying for love. Of running away after falling for a stable boy and living far away and being free.

But you married the King of the most prestigious kingdom in the whole world. While you had grown to love Steven, you didn’t love all the responsibilities that were thrusted upon you so suddenly, you didn’t like how you were always under scrutiny. Every move you made was watched and judged by others. You still couldn’t believe your life sometimes.

So it was nice to have a day to yourself. You had slept in till late in the morning, having your breakfast in bed before taking a leisurely bath and then decided to go for a walk in the garden just before the sunset before you’d have to go back up and have dinner with your husband before having to perform your wifely duties.

“Your grace,” you smiled upon hearing the familiar voice, turning around to see Lady Sharon approaching you.

You hadn’t seen her in over a month. She had been so kind to assist you and help you get acclimated to your duties, you’d always be grateful to her.

“I thought you were under the weather,” she frowned. It was the excuse you had given to skip court with your ladies that day. Which wasn’t a complete lie. You were a little sore between your legs. But a warm bath had fixed that.

“I’m feeling quite better,” you said, standing upright, a dignified smile on your face--formal and curt.

Always be formal and curt with everyone. Your instinct was to hug her when you saw her after her month long trip, like you would to any of your sisters or friends, but you must always act like a queen since you were one.

“How was your trip?” you asked her as she hooked her arm in yours so you could both resume walking.

“It went alright. Mama wants to marry me off to the Duke Stark, the trip was some sort of matchmaking ploy,” she snorted.

“What’s wrong with Stark? He seems so charming.” You remember meeting him at your coronation ceremony. Where he had got you beautiful pearls from an exotic country.

“He maybe charming, but at the end of the day - he’s manwhore.”

You gasped incredulously, your hand over your mouth as you looked around to make sure your maids didn’t hear you, “Lady Sharon,” you chastised her, “We can’t use that sort of language.”

“Forgive me, your grace,” she apologized, “I often forget how naive you are.”

“What? Naive?” you huffed. “Not using such filthy language hardly makes me naive.”

“Live a little, all royals are debauched in one way or another. I’m surprised to see just how much of a square you are.”

“Is... is being a square a bad thing?” You wanted to know. You never thought of yourself as a conformist, in fact your mother used to tell you you’ll die an old maid if you didn’t start acting more like a lady and less like a spoilt brat.

“Sometimes it is...” she pondered. “Well, for instance, being a square in bed might be boring for some men.”

“What?” you gasped again. Tightening your grip on her arm and walking at a faster pace to put some distance between you and your maids, “Give us a minute,” you told them.

“Lady Sharon,” you looked into her blue eyes, much like your husbands but a little darker, “Have you ever been with a man?”

“I have,” she shrugged. “Just the one. He was my true love.”

“Bu – but you aren’t married.” You frowned.

“So?”

“So, how can you make love to anyone if you aren’t married...” Your mother had told you that making love only ever happened between a man and his wife.

“I... you do know what making love entails right? This is what I meant when I said you were too much of a square,” she chuckled.

“Don’t... don’t make fun of me...” you pouted.

“I’m sorry, your grace, it’s just,” she put a hand over her mouth as she cleared her throat, “Really funny. Two people, who aren’t married, can make love. Being married is good but not a requirement.”

“I suppose that makes sense, me and his majesty could do it even if we weren’t married...”

“Is he happy with you?” she wanted to know.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s just, you don’t know much about physical relations, and there needs to be a certain level of knowledge and experience for it to be good at it.”

“Do you think he is unsatisfied with me?”

“I wouldn’t know,” she shrugged. “Does he seem unsatisfied?”

He was always asking for it. Which you preferred, because you’d die of embarrassment if you ever had to initiate it. You couldn’t go for too long without it either. He had went on a hunting trip for just a couple of days and you wanted to jump on him and keep him in your bed as soon as you saw him.

Why would he ask for it again and again if he was satisfied?

“I’m not sure... since you know so much about it would you give me some advice?”

“My, I would’ve thought you’d call me a harlot or a whore instead you’re asking for advice...” she smirked.

“Oh, I would never. That is what my mother would say, probably, but you’re my friend. Besides, I would want to make love to Steve even if we weren’t married, and if he was a stable boy.”

“A stable boy?” she quirked a blonde brow.

“Yes! And I would be me, a princess. It’s just a silly dream I used to have,” you shrugged. “What happened to your love? The one you lost?”

“He got married to someone else,” she stated. And although she was firm and sophisticated as always, you could hear his voice wavering and how much pain she was in.

“Oh my... I am so sorry, Sharon,” you said, engulfing her in a hug to comfort her, now that you do actually love someone, now that you know what loving someone deeply means, how overwhelming it can be, you couldn’t even imagine what losing that love would feel like. “You’ll find someone better.”

“There is no one better, your grace. But I’ll give you some advice,” she pulled away from you, putting some distance between you both, “You have to pay special attention to his balls. Many ladies tend to forget them.”

“Ball...? Like toys? I don’t believe he has any.”

“Your grace,” she rolled her eyes as she snickered, “He does have them. That is where your children will come from.”

“Um... what? Wouldn’t they come from...” you looked down, to the place between your legs. That’s where kids come from. That’s what you had been told.

“Well, yes, that is where they will pop out of. But the balls... the ones right behind his manhood, that’s where his seed comes from.”

“Oh...” you nodded as you realised what she was talking about. “So... what about the... balls?”

“Just pay special attention to them. He would like that. Suck on them, tug on them... but gently!” she chuckled as she realised she would have to talk down to you since you were so inexperienced.

“Oh... alright... anything else I can do?”

“Try to be more... active... instead of just sitting there and taking it you know?”

“Alright. I think I get the gist of it.”

“You ready for me, petal?” Steven asked as he looked down at you, naked and vulnerable, so beautiful and all his. He nudged his cock against your intimate lips, prodding at your entrance as he awaited your answer. He knew he could be too much for you sometimes, he was trying to do better. So he could make you love him at least half of as much as he loves you.

“Mm-hm... but um...” you trailed off. Not exactly knowing how you would go about asking to suck his balls.

“What?”

“I was just wondering if... I could... do that...” you fluttered your lashes, that usually got you whatever you wanted from him.

“And what is ‘that’?”

“You know... when you make me put my mouth on you...”

He didn’t usually make you use your mouth.

Most of the times Steven had a strict unofficial schedule he followed when it came to lovemaking. He wasn’t someone who liked or embraced change, he was always strategic, as a king and as your husband.

He’d kiss you till you were out of breath, then your neck, and then your breasts, he’d spend a long amount of time there, maybe because you liked that the most probably. And then he’d use his fingers to work you up, tasting you, eating you out and drinking your nectar.

That drove you mad, till you were on the brink of insanity.

You loved it as much as you hated it. You had never felt so out of control in your entire life. Not even when your parents told you they were going to marry you off to a kingdom far away, to a man you had never even met before.

Steven would complain that you thrashed and moved around too much, although he would encourage you to make all the noise that you wished. He pinned you down by your hips. Sometimes he’d make you make once, twice, thrice, it depended on how desperate he was to get his own release.

And then he’d have you on your back. Whispering the filthiest things to you as he fucked you, filled you up with his seed.

He’d hold you close to him, kissing your hair, kissing your cheeks and touching your ever so intimately. That was when you were the most clingy, you’d hold on so tightly to him. You were more vulnerable than usual. You would tell him about how, even though you love being the queen and his wife, it was so new and overwhelming, how you miss your family and your old life. How things had changed and so drastically. He’d always tell you that it would all be okay. That he would take care of you and never let anything bad ever happen to you.

Then he’d have you on your hands and knees. He told you he liked looking at your behind and spanking it.

After that you’d both fall asleep. Sometimes he’d wake up in the middle of the night and nudge you awake to love you some more. But he rarely ever made you suck him off.

“You wanna suck my cock?” he smirked as you meekly nodded. “Go right ahead then, petal. It’s all yours now, you don’t have to ask,” he told you as he sat up on his knees.

You looked at his cock. Hard and standing tall and proud up against his stomach. You now knew that being aroused made him hard and much much bigger. Maybe that’s why it’s often such a tasking job to take him--often leaving your cunt so sore.

Soft dark golden hair, much like that of his beard, and then you noticed them. His twin balls.

You took a deep breath as you took him in your mouth, suckling on his head, following your instincts and what he had taught you.

Your hand coming up and cupping his balls, massaging them gently in your hand. You stopped when you felt him go stiff.

Pulling his cock out of your mouth you looked up at him. “Did I do something wrong?” as you wiped your spittle and his preejaculate off your mouth.

“No,” he shook his head. It wasn’t often that he was stunned. Not ever really. But you, taking that kind of initiative, to touch him without him asking for you to, did shock him just a little.

He held onto the back of your head, bringing his balls just next to your mouth, against your soft lips, “Suck on them,” he told you.

You suckled at one, working the other one with your hand as he pulled at the roots of your head.

“Fuck! Stop!” he heaved, pulling you away, “I have to save it for your beautiful cunt, my queen,” he told you as he presses a soft kiss to your forehead before he pushed you back down on the mattress.

Swiftly entering you, you were still as tight as the night of your wedding, which meant he had to be patient while fucking you, and he tried. He really did. But he was not a patient man. Especially not when you had just put your mouth on him and worked your magic in mere seconds.

He put most of his weight on you as he slowly pushed in and out of you, your face scrunched up in pleasure as you dug your nails into his shoulders.

With your pussy hugging him so well, almost as if it was made for him, as if you were made by the gods just for him.

“What have you done to me?” he rasped, touching his damp forehead to yours. You had weaved some sort of magic on him, making him crazy for you. Now it was hard to tell where he ended and you began.

You pressed a hand against your mouth to stop from giggling or making any sort of noise. Resting your back against the cool surface of the throne. You chose the back of the throne in the court as your place of hiding. Maybe it wasn’t the most strategic ploy but you were playing against a six year old.

Lila Barton had asked to play hide and seek with you. Only to receive a scolding from her nanny--to not bother the queen with such trivial matters.

It was as if you were reliving your childhood. You always felt you were made to grow up and be a lady too fast. With your mother and sisters telling you how important it was to act mature and be a lady, or you wouldn’t be able to marry well. Or marry at all.

So you jumped at the first opportunity to play with the kid. Making her count to twenty before looking for a place to hide. You had to go get your lessons for sewing so you didn’t have a lot of time, you hoped she would find you soon.

“But you’re not even considering it!”

You perked up when you heard the familiar voice, it was Lady Sharon! You had to thank her for all her advice, things had been going great with Steven ever since you listened to her. He had been opening up to you as well, although he was still as voracious in his love making. If anything... he wanted you even more now. Which you didn’t think could even be possible.

But some part of you absolutely loved it. And you knew you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You peaked out to see her, to maybe call her to join you on the floor, hiding behind the large throne. You frowned when you saw that she was holding onto Steven’s arm, looking up at him with a certain desperation in her eyes.

“There is nothing to consider. I’m a married man. It would be adultery – a crime,” he stated.

“Bu – but you promised, you told me you didn’t love her. You said you didn’t have any other choice. I’m not asking you to leave her for me, I know that’s not possible. I’m not a fucking idiot like her.”

You slapped a hand over your mouth again to keep your sobs in, tears streaming down your face as you watched your husband, and his lover, have a lovers quarrel.

You couldn’t hear any more of it. Couldn’t bear it breaking your heart anymore than it already had. You quickly got up, fleeing out of the room by the back entrance - which the servants often used.

“You watch your mouth when you speak of the queen,” he yanked his arm free of her, putting some distance between himself and her, “I didn’t make any promises like that. I told you I intended to be faithful to her even if I didn’t love her.”

He knew it was a mistake to ever get involved with Sharon. He never wanted to be a womanizer. But he had his needs. He didn’t think she would become so obsessed with him. He had broken off their short fling as soon as he became betrothed to you.

He felt responsible for all the rumours about him and her and her ruined reputation. So he had arranged for her to marry his good friend Stark but she had her mind set on him.

“I like the queen. She’s a good friend of mine. I don’t intend to replace her,” she explained. She had no interest in being a queen and having such tedious and boring responsibilities anyway—the power and the status that came along with it just wasn’t worth the hassle. She pitied you and how you just weren’t made for the job.

“But she can’t satisfy you, she can’t give you what you need-- What I can give you,” Being the Kings mistress would probably be better than being a Duchess and marrying some boring old man.

“Won’t you even think about it?”

“No I won’t. And you are to never speak of this again,” he warned her.

“Your grace...” Lydia was completely confused. Standing there with your dress in her hands as you frantically stuffed your clothes in a chest.

She had never seen two people as in love as you and the king. When she first met you, it didn’t seem as if you and Steven would make a good couple. She assumed your marriage would be like any other she had seen. Cold and distant.

Steve had never been smitten with a woman, she always felt there maybe something wrong with him. But he had grown so fond of you in such a short time. Even going as far as asking you to live with him in his chambers. Having the king around often made her duties to you challenging. But she was happy for you.

“I don’t understand. What wrong? Why do you want to leave so suddenly.” Does the king approve of your sudden departure? If not would she get in trouble for it?

“He lied to me,” you sobbed. “I thought--” you let out a hiccup.

“Calm down,” she said as she rubbed your forearms. She wasn’t afraid to touch you in such friendly ways, you weren’t as stuck up as most royals.

You took a deep breath as you tried to explain to your handmaiden why you both had to leave as soon as possible. Before Steven gets back. You’ll move all your things to the room you were supposed to live in and just lock him out of your chambers.

“I would’ve been fine living on my own. Just being a wife and a queen. But he made me believe... that we could be more. That he loved me. It’s not true,” you shook your head. “He lied. He has another lover.”

“Oh,” she let out. She was disappointed on your behalf but not surprised. It would be strange if the king didn’t have any other lovers. “I’m sorry, your grace.”

“I’ll be fine,” you sniffled. “This'll be a good lesson for me. My mother always told me I have my head in the clouds and should live in reality. That’ll teach me to dream.”

It was almost funny for her to watch you babble nonsense, stable boys, princesses and backstabbing friends, take a break to cry your heart out and then resume packing and trying to order all the other servants.

“What’s going on here?”

Everyone stopped moving as soon as they heard the kings voice. He of course looked at the Lydia for an explanation.

“The queen wants us to...”

“I’m moving back to my old chambers,” you briskly walked to him, standing right in front of him, looking him in the eye. He was much taller than you, making you crane your neck to actually get a good look at him, but you still tried to look intimidating and confrontational.

“Why?” he frowned. “Put everything back just as it was,” he ordered everyone.

“No!” you stomped your foot, looking very much like an indignant child who had his toy taken away, than a queen, “Don’t! We’re moving!” But of course nobody would listen to you over Steven. Not just because he was their king, but also because he was much more intimidating than you.

“Stop it!” he reprimanded you. “Whatever troubles you may have, we can sort them out together, but you are not moving back. And that’s the end of that.”

“No! I’m leaving! I’d like to see you try to stop me!” You hmphed. Pushing past him and making way for the door. You didn’t need to take your things with you now, you could just send for them later.

You screamed bloody murder when you felt Stevens arm around your stomach, as he threw you over his shoulder in the blink of an eye, “HELP!!” You yelled at the guards and your maids, who didn’t want to get involved, quickly scurrying out of the room.

“Ring the bell if you need anything, your grace,” Lydia said on her way out to you before she closed the door. It didn’t seem as if the king intended to do any real harm to you so she wasn’t that worried about you.

You kept on hitting his back, thrashing around his hold to break free, “Put me down!”

He threw you on your marital bed, his fingers making quick work of ridding him of his clothes so he could show you how he was just never going to let you go.

“Why do you even care? If I leave or not? You can just call for your lover!”

“My lover?” he frowned as he tried to push your skirts up your legs, which was proving to be a difficult task. Maybe he should’ve asked the maids to undress you before making them leave.

“Do you love her?” you asked, looking up at him and stopping your futile resistance for a few moments, your lips wobbly as you felt your vision blue with tears. You were born a princess, living a relatively sheltered life, never knowing pain so unbearable. As if you would never recover from this, you would never be the same.

You would never believe in love again.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about, petal,” he said, getting frustrated with all the buttons and ties on your dress and ripping your skirt apart. Which he regretted, just a little because you started crying again.

“No! I like this dress.”

“I’ll buy you another one. I’ll buy you a hundred more.” He said as he hovered over you, diving in to kiss your beautiful lips and make you stop saying such preposterous things.

You sniffled as you tried to push him away, making him gather your wrists in one hand and pinning them above your head.

“Stop it,” he told you. “When will you understand that you belong to me now? If I say you have to live with me, here, then that’s what you’ll do.”

“I’m not your slave,” you retorted as you tried to wiggle your hands out of his grip.

“Stop listening to rumors! There are plenty going around. I do not have a lover.”

“No. I saw it with my own eyes. You and Lady Sharon. Just this afternoon.”

“What did you see?”

“I... she said she was your lover...?” You tried to think of what exactly had been said between them. But you couldn’t remember. You were blinded by your fury and your sorrow.

“We used to be lovers, before you and I ever met, but not anymore. I could never think of another, I could never love anyone else,” he said softly as he touched your cheek with his other hand, “You want to know why?”

“Why?” you pouted, feeling a little stupid now.

“Because you’ve ruined me, my queen. You’ve made me a lovesick fool. I could never love anyone else the way I love you. Do you want to know how much I love you?” he asked as you meekly nodded.

Pulling his cock out of breaches, he pushed your skirts up, exposing your thighs to him, he rubbed his cock along the slick of your pussy.

“Did fighting with me make you wet, my queen?” he asked, making you avert your gaze.

“I...” it was the way he had simply thrown you around, how he just wouldn’t let you leave, “Maybe...”

“Hm, don’t start picking fights with me for no reason though. My poor heart won’t be able to bear it,” he cooed as he kissed your cheeks, wet from your tears. “You look beautiful when you cry, love, but I only want you crying when I’m fucking you, you understand?”

“Yes...”

He pushed inside you, you were tighter than usual, it was difficult to even properly enter you. The pain of it of course made you cry again. You sobbed into the crook of his neck as he shushed you.

“You feel my love, darling,” he asked as he was buried to the hilt inside you, “I’ll give you a child soon enough. Then you’ll have a living breathing proof of it,” he whispered in your ear as he started steadily moving, making sure that he won’t hurt you.

“I wish... I was your one and only... like you are mine,” you sniffled as you held on to him, soon it is wasn’t hurting as much, it was a little uncomfortable but you could bear through it.

“You are my one and only. You’re the only woman I have ever loved. Do you love me, petal?”

He looked down at you, wanting you to say it. He needed you to love him, for you to say it to him, he needed to know you weren’t here just because you were scared of him.

“I love you, Steve,” you sniffled, rubbing your runny nose with the back of your hand.

He smiled at you, his hand trailing down both your bodies as he twisted your pearl between his fingers.

“It’s okay... it’s okay...” He kept telling you as you screamed at the top of your lungs, your climax making your mind and your vision fuzzy.

“I’m going to fill you up, petal,” he told you as he finished inside you, staying inside you for a long while after he was done just to make sure you knew how he belonged to you just as much as you belonged to him.

#sweetlysad1kchallenge #steve rogers x reader #chris evans x reader #steve x reader #captain america x reader #steve rogers x you #marvel x reader #avengers x reader #chris evans x you #chris evans x y/n #king!steve x reader #king!steve rogers x reader #king!steve rogers

[probablyspooky]

Arranged Marriage (King Desha x Fem!Reader) Final

Pairings: King Desha x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Profanity, NSFW, Violence

Thank you for everyone's support for this fic, I love you all, especially Desha

Last part First

Many years had past, and within those, Desha and you just grew closer. Having breakfast everyday, feeding the less fortunate of the Underworld, sometimes Desha would come to the school where you worked and read stories to the children.

Despa was around too, helping you navigate the puzzle that is Deshas life. Ouken was still locked up in the dungeon. Things were pretty much the same in the Underworld.

Ingrid was never heard from again, probably because she ran into King Bosse someway on her travels out of the Underworld, the mirror however was taken by Bosse, and Ingrid was left to fend on her own, never to been scene again.

In the course of this time, you found yourself pregnant with Desha's baby, when you informed him on your three missed periods, he fell over and fainted.

"A-are you sure?" He stammered, eyes looking down at your face, and down at your stomach.

"I'm sure love" you giggled

He hugged you, cringing.

"I'm so sorry!" He cried

His reaction startled you, when you asked what he was sorry for, he just said he didn't wanna burden someone else with the horror of wearing his face.

"Love I think you're beautiful, any child we have will be beautiful aswell." You said cupping his cheeks and wiping his tears.

Months passed, and your stomach grew, much to Deshas nervousness, he found you pregnant very beautiful, he had the strongest urge to hold you and protect you. But of course, duty calls, upon this morning Desha had to sit in his throne and meet with his people again.

Desha kissed you, and your stomach goodbye, and wished you a good day, as you had to go work at the school today.

When you left the castle, you'd usually leave in the royal carriage with two guards. When you reached the school, you proceeded to have an average day, children climbing all over you, trying to feel your stomach or trying to wear your crown. Around story time, you were tired of having to pick your crown off the ground, so you simply placed it on top of the bookshelf for the day, much to the displeasure or the children.

The day stretched on, and before you knew it, the school day was over and all the children left for home. Forgetting your crown, you made your way outside to the carriage, the men opening the door for you, but you stopped.

"Whats wrong Queen (y/n)?" They asked

You simply sighed, rubbing your stomach.

"I want to get a walk in today, can one of you walk me back to the castle?"

The one opening the door volunteered, and the other took the royal carriage back home. The guard who stayed carried your books, and your bag, and the two of you set off back to castle. You were excited to get off your feet, see Desha, maybe have a snack.

When you reached the courtyard, you were bumped into by a small boy and his shadow.

"Oh! Sorry there little one!" You said startled

"Hey! Watch where you're going! Oh! You're just a lady!" The shadow said

"Yes I'm (y/n), and you are?"

"I'm Kage, and this is Boji!" The little shadow said

"He doesn't talk much does he?" You asked

"Oh! Boji can't talk or hear! I'm his translator!" Kage exclaimed, but you couldn't help but notice the sad expression on Bojis face

"What's wrong Boji?" You asked

"We were sent to speak to the King to find a Desha! So he could train Boji and make him super strong! But all he did was laugh in our faces and send us away!"

"Oh he did, did he?" You groaned, rubbing your stomach

"Yeah! We even have a note from Queen Hiling asking her to train Boji!" Kage said, pulling the letter out of no where.

"Say, how about we go into the castle, and ask the King again nicely?" You smiled

"Uhm...I don't know, that guy seemed really mean, he was really rude to Boji"

Before you could respond, Boji began to make sounds with his mouth, they didn't make any sense to you, but Kage seemed to understand it all.

"Boji says we can try again, but he mostly wants to walk you in, that guy is really mean!"

"Sure, lead the way"

And with that, the four of you (including the guard), made your way to the throne room, and before opening the door you stopped.

"You guys go on ahead and ask the King nicely for a second chance" you said, creaking the door open for them to squeeze through.

The two of them went back in and you could hear everything Desha said to them.

"Whatre you doing here again? I told you I won't help you" you could hear Desha laughing.

"We came to ask you nicely to please hear Boji out! At least see some of his moves!" Kage exclaimed

"I told you it's impossible for anyone to be that weak and live! The incompetent one can't be saved!" Desha laughed

"This was a waste of time! That nice lady is about to come in! I don't know what she wants from you, but if you're as mean to her as you were to us, you must be some lowsey king!" Kage shouted

"Huh? What lady?" Desha groaned, clearly bored, missing you

"The lady outside the door, she was pregnant with (color) hair!"

Desha dropped his scepter, clearly nervous, but you had heard enough, and pushed the door open.

"Desha!" You shouted, "I know I did not marry such a man!"

"Dearest please, I'm sorry! I was just having fun! I didn't mean anything by it!"

"You apologize right now!" You said

"I'm sorry incompetent- I mean Boji!" Desha said panicky

You walked to the middle of the room behind Boji and Kage.

"Huh? Dearest? You're his wife?" Kage exclaimed. Boji began to smile

"Yes I'm his wife, and I'm not so sure I wanna be after hearing such fowl things come from his mouth."

"Dearest please I'm sorry! I'll send them to Despa, please don't be angry with me," Desha begged, walking over to you for a hug, but you simply turned away. Causing him to look back and forth at Kage and Boji

Boji came over and put his small hand on your stomach.

"Aue! Auh! Aue!" He said happily

"What was that little one?" You asked

"Hey keep your hands off my wife!" Desha said,

"Boji said to not be mad at him, Boji had two moms, and he'd be sad for your baby if the two of you were arguing" Kage said

"Babies." You said

"Huh?" Everyone said at the same time, including the guards

"I'm having two babies" you said holding up two fingers

"When did you find this out?" Desha asked, falling to his knees, eyes glued to your stomach

"Desha honestly, I'm 5 months pregnant and I look like I'm going to explode soon, it's not hard to figure out." You smiled

Desha looked at you, at your stomach, at Boji, at Kage, and back at you, then your stomach, then the ceiling, because he fainted.

You offered the two to stay for dinner after giving them directions to Despas home, but the two said they really needed to get Boji trained. So the two left, you had dinner alone, because Desha was brought to your room.

After dinner, you had a bath, and waddled to your bedroom where Desha was on the bed, he was awake. Quickly getting up and coming over to you, he knelt down infront of your stomach, giving it a kiss.

"I'm sorry for how I acted desrest," he started ," I was just bored and tired, and I missed you"

"That's not a good enough excuse, but I forgive you because I love you" you smiled

Desha stood back up, giving you a kiss, resting his hand on your stomach.

"Two babies huh?"

"Yeah, are you mad?"

"No I'm excited, excited to start this new chapter of life with you, you three"

Four more months had passed, and you gave birth to the twins, one boy, and one girl.

The girl has Desha's dark hair, and your features, the boy however had his fathers grey skin, and for some reason had Despas blonde hair. Genetics are weird like that.

Desha couldn't be happier, staring at his small children, one in each hand, he sat on the bed next to you, covered in sweat.

"You did amazing"

"No we did amazing" you sighed

Life was good, and it always was (until the anime updates hsbdhdhdjdks)

the END

#king desha #the ranking of kings #king desha x reader #ousama ranking

[jeontaeil-archived]

Stay Tonight //

~ for @earth-to-that-asian's "The Crown" collab ~

Pairing: Bodygaurd!Jaehyun x Princess!Reader

Genre: Smut, (Fingering, Handjob, Marking, Unprotected Sex), Slight Angst, Forbidden Relationship, Royal AU

Words: 1.48k

Warnings: 18+ content, Read at your own discretion.

After another tedious day of touring the Empire, you returned home, completely exhausted. The door to your carriage opened. Standing outside was your handsome bodyguard, Jaehyun. He smiled on seeing you, holding his hand out for you to take as you exited that carriage. The night air was frosty, making your teeth chatter. Jaehyun was quick to escort you back inside the warm walls of the Royal Palace.

On reaching your chamber, Jaehyun stepped aside, letting the guards push the sturdy doors open. You glanced at Jaehyun. “I'd like to have a word with you, in private.”

He didn't react, instead, silently following behind you. The guards closed the doors again, leaving you two alone. Letting out a tired sigh, you dropped the formal demeanour and shrugged off the excessively thick shawl that was draped over your shoulders. Jaehyun watched the expensive material fall to the ground. “What is it that you needed to tell me,” he asked, keeping his hands behind his back? You scoffed and sauntered over to him, a devilish grin on your face. “Oh please, don't act so clueless. You know I've got nothing to say.” You played with the buttons on his uniform. Jaehyun didn't flinch. “Come on Jae. It's a cold day today. I need someone to sleep with me so I can stay warm.”

Jaehyun took your hands in his and held them behind your back. He stepped closer to you, smirking at the way your breath hitched. “Are you sure you want to go to sleep tonight, your highness,” he asked, inching you towards your bed? The back of your knees hit the dense mattress, making you fall onto it. Jaehyun came to hover over you, hiking the hem of your gown up your legs as he did so. The feeling of his rough hands trailing up your thighs made you whimper in anticipation. Jaehyun dipped down, lips finding your neck. His tongue ran over your skin, careful not to mark you. Eyes fluttering shut, you bucked your hips against his palm, hating the way his fingers ghosted over your core.

“Patience princess. Why rush when we have the entire night to ourselves?”

Jaehyun sat up, taking his shirt off. He left his trousers on, lifting you up from the bed so that he could rid you of all your garments. There was a certain fire in your body, a passion that kept you from feeling cold despite the weather and the fact that you were now completely naked. Jaehyun never gawked at your body. That was how he respected you, even when you dropped all formalities. He also never kissed you, at least, not on your lips. Since he was not rightfully yours, he didn’t deserve to feel your lips on his, no matter how much he wanted to.

Jaehyun stared into your lust-filled eyes, calloused fingertips rubbing soft circles into your clit. With parted lips, you raised your chin, humming elatedly. Even the slightest touch of his had the power to render you senseless. You were addicted to the way Jaehyun made you feel. No one would ever be able to beat it.

Jaehyun pushed a single digit into you, licking his lips at the way your eyes fluttered shut. “Keep your eyes open, look at me princess,” he spoke as he pumped and curled it in and out of your velvety walls. There was only so much he could ask of you. So you settled your gaze on his again. He added a second finger to the mix, making it a struggle for you to keep your eyes lidded. You touched his wrist. “I need more,” you whispered. Being greedy wasn’t a very majestic virtue. But you could care less. You were lusting after a man as handsome as Jaehyun. You lost all decency when it came to him.

He smiled, pulling his fingers out of you. “What can I give you, your highness?”

Instead of answering him, you placed a palm on his crotch. Jaehyun smirked and shed his trousers off. You gripped his member, stroking it till he hardened up. He let out a shaky breath through his parted lips, letting his eyes fall shut. “Keep your eyes open, look at me darling,” you said, mimicking him. Jaehyun peeked at you, biting his lip when you pumped his length faster. “Please princess, I’m going to cum,” he warned, not making any effort to stop you. This was the bright side of being able to do whatever you wanted to Jaehyun without his interference. He let you take control without a complaint.

You pushed him down on your bed, using both your hands to jerk him off. Jaehyun whimpered and seethed, feeling oh so close to his high. “Come on, don’t hold yourself back,” you urged, wanting to hear his pretty sounds. Jaehyun let out a choked groan, hands trembling slightly. His cock twitched in your grasp, thick cum spurting out against his toned body merely seconds after. You hummed in delight, loving the way his essence dripped down his chiselled abs. It was a sight that made you drool like a child. You threw your leg over his lap and moved to straddle his middle. Jaehyun’s hands came to your waist impulsively, supporting your body as you angled his sensitive tip to your entrance. You leaned forward, placing your hands on his chest before sinking down on his massive length.

A throaty groan escaped his lips at the way your warm walls hugged his member. You felt heavenly. Jaehyun could lose himself in you forever. You began rocking on his cock, letting out soft mewls. Your sounds were so pretty that he couldn’t help but harden up again.

Dipping your head down, you ran your tongue over his skin, wanting nothing more than to cover his chest with marks of your own. Jaehyun wished he could taint your skin the way you did his. But he could not. Because you would never truly belong to him, the way he belonged to you. His entire life was dedicated to protecting and serving you. No matter what he did, he would never be able to rise above the ranks of a bodyguard, which meant that there was no way he could have you for himself.

You moved faster, feeling a knot beginning to form in your stomach. Jaehyun guided your hips over his length, reeling at the sensation of your hot breath against his lips. You stared into his eyes, displaying the intensity of pleasure he gave you. Your brows were furrowed slightly, lips plump and swollen.

When your orgasm hit, you let out the prettiest moans, arching your back as arousal dripped down your core. Feeling your walls clench around his length, Jaehyun let go, filling you up with his seed. His eyes lingered on your face, the moon’s light made you glow. You looked ethereal. Too good to be true.

Slipping off of him, you fell to his side. Jaehyun let you rest your head on his shoulder, draping your blanket over your naked body to shield you from the bitter cold.

“Father plans to get me married soon,” you revealed, tracing random shapes on his chest. Jaehyun hummed, staring at the high ceiling. He already knew that. After all, he was the one who had escorted the King and Queen to the neighbouring Kingdoms to meet suitable bachelors. Jaehyun knew these late-night rendezvous would have to come to an end soon. You were starting to realise that as well.

“I don’t want it. I’m not ready,” you said. Jaehyun stopped your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. “You know as well as everyone in this palace that it’s not a matter of want you want or don’t want. This is a duty that you must fulfil for the sake of our Kingdom.” His words held assurance for both you and himself. He was scared of the pain and loneliness he would feel when you left.

Jaehyun was in love with you, and he knew no other woman would ever be able to replace you in his heart. It was a bittersweet thing that had happened to both of you. A forbidden story that was never supposed to be written in the first place.

Reality was beginning to hit hard as you both laid in each other’s embrace under the cold star-filled night. Only the moon was a witness to the beautiful love that blossomed between you two. You were filled with regret. There was so much you wanted to do to try and change the outcome of your relationship with Jaehyun. But you were helpless. You weren't meant to be. It was as simple as that. Nevertheless, at the end of the day, one thing remained crystal clear to you.

“I will never forget you. Until I take my last breath, my heart will always truly belong to you.”

tagging: @chwe-yeeun | @jayvoir | @jisungismymom | @lqsience | @jakesavocado | @giveortake | @choijwiss | @treasuretaeil | @bts-txt-ateez | @heeslily | @sunoosi | @dong-hyuc | @borrovvedyoongi | @neosmutcollective

send me an ask or shoot me a message if you'd like to be tagged in future works!

#jaehyun smut #nct smut #nct 127 smut #jaehyun angst #nct angst #nct 127 angst #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun scenarios #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenarios #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun oneshot #nct x reader #nct jaehyun #nct oneshots #nct 127 oneshots #kpop smut #neosmutcollective

[literaryobsession]

a king without a crown || xiao x fem!reader

summary: eternally bachelor xiao, the sole heir and son, decides to get married to save the family name

word count: 1541

chapters: i , ii , iii, iv , v , vi , vii

epilogue

It was intimate.

You invited both of your aunts and your cousin, the three people from Celestia that you wanted to be there for your wedding. Katheryne helped with the preparations, making sure that all the details were perfect. She worked with Ganyu and Hu Tao, who both adored you.

It took quite longer than you expected, almost a year to finish but everything is worth it.

The people of Liyue did eventually discover what Zhongli did for the city and they all chipped in to help pay for the debt - after all, all the money used saved them during their time of need. The city loved their commissioner to let him do it on its own. They also made sure that your wedding reception will go without a hitch, making sure that the future duke and duchess feel loved and supported.

"Let me just put this in your hair, Y/N." Hu Tao brought a basket of fresh qingxins in the room you used in their manor to prepare. You used the same room when you went after Xiao, and because it was frowned upon that you stayed in one house, you eventually left. You stayed in the castle even during the engagement and communicated with Xiao through letters. He would visit sometimes but because he had duties, he couldn't leave Liyue for a long time.

Ganyu was watching Hu Tao and Katheryne help you prepare, her smile wide as soon as you finished. You were wearing such a pretty white dress, which was made for you by the queen's favorite modiste. There were flowers adorning your hair, making you look almost ethereal in your flushed cheeks and excited smile.

"You look beautiful, sister." Ganyu stood up from the bed and took your hands in hers. "Nervous?"

"Giddy with anticipation." You admitted to the women around you, "Is that natural?"

"I sure think so!" Hu Tao gave you an affectionate hug. "I can't wait to have you here in the manor after the wedding!"

Ganyu laughed, "They still have their honeymoon, little Hu." She glanced at the clock and nodded at you, "The carriage is ready for you downstairs. Hu Tao and I will go on ahead and tell everyone."

"And I shall make sure everything goes smoothly, my lady." Katheryne watched as the sisters go before she turned to you, "If it means anything, Lady Y/N, I am so happy that you're receiving all the love you deserve. I am happy that you're happy."

"Thank you, Katheryne. Thank you." You hugged her, your most trusted friend. "You're amazing."

You felt Katheryne hug you even tighter, "My lady, I will do anything for you." 

The chapel in Liyue was small, picturesque, and solemn. It added so much more meaning when the duke informed you that he got married to his wife in this very same chapel. You stepped down and took a deep breath before making your way towards the doors.

Xiao released a breath before glancing at his sisters who just arrived and told him that you were on your way. He has never felt this nervous in his entire life. In fact, his hands were clammy. He looked around, his eyes landing first on the kind smile of the queen who was seated in front. Beside her was an already tearful Lady Ei and her annoyed son Kunikuzushi rolling his eyes, muttering something that made his mother nudge him with an elbow. 

Chongyun and Xingqiu were grinning wide at him, the ones who actually made the entire thing possible. If not for Xingqiu, he wouldn't have met you. He was immensely glad that he chose you from the other gentleman's list. Well, it wasn't as though there was anyone else he would have chosen if given another chance to.

Hu Tao gave him a thumbs up before she turned her body from the pew and waited for the doors to open. Ganyu silently mouthed to him if he was okay or if he needed anything. Xiao shook his head, glad for his sisters' support. He met his father's eyes last, the man he looked up to, the man who did everything for the city and the family he loved.

Xiao could only hope he would be half the commissioner his father was.

Zhongli believed in him. His father always believed in him.

And then he heard Hu Tao gasp, his eyes immediately drawn towards you.

He could remember the first time he has ever seen you, dancing in the middle of the dance floor with another man. He could remember how the bright golden lights looked as though they were pointing you to him. Xiao could remember the way his heart leaped when your eyes met his.

It is just like when I first saw you.

You walked alone, not because you didn't want your Aunt Asmoday with you but because you wanted to do this on your own, the soft light coming from the windowpane of the church looking like a halo. You walked slowly, your eyes never leaving Xiao's own. Your heart is quick in your chest, as though it wanted to make its way to your soon-to-be husband already, to already offer itself to him.

You've always desired to find someone who would understand.

And now, he's standing in front of you.

"You look beautiful, my love." Xiao took your hands, kissing your knuckles as the priest made his place. He whispered to you, "The qingxins pale in comparison to your beauty."

"I am already yours, Lord Xiao." You whispered back to him with a soft giggle, "There is no need for flattery."

Xiao winked at you, "I never flatter, I only tell the truth."

You finally understood his immense love for Liyue, when you started seeing the day-to-day lives of the people, and even though it hurt you then, you understood why he did what he did. It was not an excuse, Xiao would always tell you, and he always made up for the pain he caused you every single day.

The entire ceremony consisted of Xiao whispering sweet nothings to you and you trying to suppress your giggles as the priest spoke. It was quite a ride, you thought when you exchanged rings with your beloved and quite the adventure. It was not the adventure you thought of but you were glad it happened just the same. Xiao finally had someone to rely on, someone he could freely express his concerns and worries to without feeling quite the burden. You found in him an ally, he supported your dreams and urged you to do more things that you wanted - which sometimes involved Hu Tao who dragged you to the mountains when she heard.

The entire Liyue prepared for your wedding, which seemed like a festival to everyone involved. There were lots of food, so many people dancing, and everyone was in high spirits. You and Xiao received so many gifts, and everyone congratulated you and they all said that they welcome you as their future duchess.

"Congratulations, Your Grace." Xingqiu offered you a drink as your husband was whisked away by a few men. You gratefully accepted the glass and gave him a big smile, "I don't believe I ever apologized for the entire thing, even if I am the instrument for your eventual romance."

"I'd hardly think you have to apologize for that, Xingqiu." You laughed and smiled at Chongyun, "Enjoying the festivities?"

"Immensely. I just have to keep Xiangling off my back, she has been hounding me to try her new...dish." You and Xingqiu laughed at Chongyun's misery; being quite the picky eater, one of Liyue's greatest chefs made it a goal to make Chongyun enjoy every dish she makes.

Hu Tao then joined your little group, bouncing over to you with her energy. "You're my big sister now, Y/N!" She wrapped her arms around you and swung you around, "I can't believe I'll have a new sister when you return from your honeymoon! Oh, you'll love where big brother is taking yo-"

"Ah!" Xingqiu interrupted hastily, "Little Hu, your big sister Ganyu needs you!"

"I don't hear her." Hu Tao looked around, wondering if Ganyu was indeed calling her.

Xingqiu nudged Chongyun and they both escorted Hu Tao away from you, leaving you incredibly confused.

You were not alone for very long because eventually, your husband joined you. "My love." He kissed your knuckles again, "The carriage is ready."

"I still don't know where you're taking me." You pouted as you laced your hand with his.

Xiao's eyes glimmered in obvious delight, "You have made my dreams come true, so now, I shall make yours a reality." He pulled you to the carriage waiting for you both.

"What do you mean?"

"Remember when I asked you where you'd like to go if you had the chance?" He opened the door for you, and you gasped when you realized what he meant.

"Sumeru? Oh, Xiao!" You cupped his cheeks and pulled him down for a kiss. The people who were watching erupted into applause and you both separated when you realized.

Xiao laughed, escorting you in the carriage and taking his place across you, "For you, my lady, anything."

-

thank you so much for reading until the end i loved writing a king without a crown, and i hope you enjoyed reading it. <3 happy valentine’s day to you, darlings. 

xoxo,

-age

tagging: @macaroniwiththechickenstripz , @scaraslover , @alatusorrow, @saduko, @arsonisalwaystheanswer

#genshin impact #genshin fic #genshin xiao #adeptus xiao #xiao x reader #xiao x you

[commonwealthoccurences]

Companions React: Sole Breaks Down

Request: “Could I ask for companions comforting a sole that’s usually an emotional rock, that they hadn’t seen this vulnerable ever? Like they come back from being away and just crumble into a sobbing mess. Pretty please?”

Note: *bangs spoon against pot* come get the hurt/comfort. CW: Mentions of unnamed characters deaths.

The setting:

Upon Preston’s request, Sole took off to a distant settlement to reorganize their resources, set up defenses, and bring them into the trade route. These excursions usually took about a week or two, so Sole could make sure they were fully stable before returning to Sanctuary to attend to their other duties. With this trip, however, they requested their companion stay in Sanctuary; they could handle this on their own, and the companion deserved a break.

Two weeks later, Sole returns, shoulders weighed down by their pack, ladened with goods the settlers had insisted they take with them. It had been a tough week, though that wasn’t really a new thing in Sole’s book, or anyone’s, really. Unfortunately, Sole hadn’t been able to predict the fact that some sort of disease would run through the tiny settlement while they were there, taking several of the members with it as it left.

They scrubbed at their skin in a nearby body of water every morning of those two weeks, rubbed raw and pink as a result of Sole’s quietly hysterical distress. They wanted no trace of settlement on them. There were elements of guilt in their relief to return home, but with returning home came the fact that they were safe enough to reflect on their weeks away from Sanctuary. There seemed to be no hiding from what had happened.

Sole got through the main street of Sanctuary well enough, sending nods to passing settlers, with a brief stop to drop off some of the food they had brought back with them with their local merchant; he would give it away to those that dropped in throughout the day. Once they made it down the road and to the entrance of their home, they felt the dam break. Their hands shook as they pulled the door open and moved inside, doing their best to ignore the tears that began to trickle down their face.

(*Gage’s scenario takes place upon their return to Nuka World’s Fizztop Grille)

Cait:

Cait was waiting just inside, having taken up residence in Sole’s living room with Dogmeat.

She went to make a joke about Sole being late, but when she looked up, she lost the words quite quickly

Sole’s shoulders were shaking, and it was quite obvious that they were trying to hide that they were crying, but it was impossible to not see

She practically tripped over herself to get to Sole, who was acting casual by rearranging the items in their back they had set on the floor

Her desire to comfort and protect Sole overrode her hesitance for physical affection and she found herself hugging Sole far too tightly than she should’ve

But it was partially panic on her end that caused her to grip them so tight

“Christ, what’s a matter?”

The only sound Sole made was a choking whimper and Cait gripped them even tighter

Curie:

She reads the distress in their stance the moment they cross the threshold into their home

Similarly to Cait, she gets up from where she’s sitting immediately, but stops short of Sole

“Oh, goodness. Are you alright?” She reaches out but doesn’t quite touch them, not wanting to intrude

Sole shakes their head, unable to disguise their very obvious distress

“Physical or emotional?”

Sole opens their mouth to say emotional and gets out about half the word before choking on their own breath and curling forward into themself

“Would you like a hug?” Her voice is quieter this time.

Sole nods and she brings them in for a soft hug, rubbing their back

Danse:

Danse is far more emotionally intelligent when it comes to other people’s feelings than people give him credit for

He’s seen it happen before; soldiers compartmentalize their emotions as much as they can, for years even, but everyone has a breaking point

And sometimes it’s over something one might consider small, like breaking a dish, or sometimes it’s loss that brings them to their knees, as it would anyone

Regardless, he’s known all along that one day Sole won’t be able to suppress their emotions anymore

When they come in crying and shaking, looking defeated, he’s unsurprised. Sad in an inevitably knowing sort of way

He gets up and walks over, taking their pack from their hands and helping them shed the heavy jacket that was weighing them down

He requests they sit and takes off their boots before going to get them a glass of water

He doesn’t say much, considering he doesn’t have much to say, but he’d much rather show how he cares via actions rather than words, anyway

Deacon:

He’s somewhat similar to Danse in the fact that he knows Sole’s going to need to break at some point, however it’s in less of a “I’ve seen this before” attitude and more in the fact that he can relate

But Sole has an easier time trusting than he does, so he knows their break is coming at some point, whereas he knows that there’s never going to be a point where he allows someone else to see what Sole is allowing him to witness

So when they stand there, defeated, looking over at him like a lost child, he simply opens his arms

He’s not one for hugs, but he makes exceptions, and it seems this is one of those situations that calls for an exception

When they sob into his shoulder, he pats them on the back and replies with a simple, “I know, Boss. I know.”

Gage:

Gage is chewing at a piece of dried Mirelurk, grimacing at the salty taste.

Sole makes their way across Fizztop Grille, dropping their pack carelessly next to one of the couches.

Similarly, they drop down next to Gage where he’s sitting overlooking the rest of Nuka World, not saying a word.

After a moment, punctuated by a very obvious sigh, Gage looks over at Sole. He chews contemplatively for a moment, “You and me both. Wanna talk about it?”

Sole shakes their head and Gage responds, “Cool.”

He pats them on the back, admittedly, awkwardly and a bit too harsh to be comforting, but it’s Gage

He’s doing his best

Haylen:

Haylen has Dogmeat in her lap chewing at a Radstag bone, her hand running mindlessly over his fur

She doesn’t jump up when Sole comes in, cautious at the idea of spooking them

“Sole,” She calls out, shifting to move her feet flat on the floor

When they don’t respond and instead sniffle, she’s motioning Dogmeat off her lap and stepping towards them

“Everything alright?”

Sole shakes their head and she presses her lips together in worry, “Anything I can help with?” another shake of Sole’s head

She brushes their hair away from their face with a soft, “Oh, Sole.” and brings them into a light side-hug

Hancock:

He really does like to think he keeps his cool easily, but he really doesn’t in this case

Sole’s crying and that’s not something he thought would ever happen

“Whoa, whoa. Talk to me, what’s going on, Sunshine?”

“Bad day.” Sole chokes out

He suppresses nervous laughter, knowing it can’t just be that, but lets it go and instead puts an arm around their shoulders to pull them in for a tight hug, snug and reassuring, with his other arm finding their waist

MacCready:

He’s alert immediately, thoughts jumping to them being hurt, and potentially fatally so

Considering he thinks its an emergency, he’s in front of them and examining them for injuries within seconds

Sole doesn’t protest for the longest time, but eventually they grab ahold of his wrists and shake their head

He stops for a moment and looks them over again before sighing; this is something he doesn’t know what to do about

“Sit. You’re going to collapse if you’re not careful.”

When they’re seated he helps them shrug off their coat and sits nearby, not pressuring, but available if they want to talk

Nick:

Nick’s view is similar to Danse’s, and he isn’t quite surprised when they come in crying

He sets the pen he was writing with down and shifts back in his chair, opening his arms for a hug if they want

When they cross the room he wraps them in a hug and rubs their lower back, trying his best with the awkward angle him sitting provides

“You need to take time for yourself.” He recommends, but other than that, he remains mostly silent

Piper:

The queen of panic, despite her best efforts

She’s used to tears because of her experiences with Nat, but not from Sole of all people

She does something similar to Mac, where she checks them over briefly, before she realizes this isn’t a physical injury that’s hurting them

She’s competing with Cait when it comes to tight hugs, wishing she could protect them from whatever’s bothering them so

A sympathy crier, she has to blink away her own tears

“Let it out, Blue. We can talk about it later, okay? Everything’s gonna be just fine. I swear.”

Preston:

Preston’s not sure how to handle things, considering how used to Sole being a rock he is

He knows it’s not quite right, considering he knows other people view him the same way, and it’s incredibly difficult being the one holding it together all the time, but he’s still genuinely surprised when he sees they’re crying

He knows what to do when he realizes what’s going on, though; exactly what he wishes he could request from someone else

He brings them into a hug and mumbles reassurances; that they don’t have to be the tough one all the time, that their emotions aren’t weakness, and that everything’s going to be okay

X6-88:

A fan of mutual silence, X6 helps them get comfortable and brings them into their room; he’s always viewed quarters as the safest place to be, both in the Institute and when Sole gave him his own quarters afterwards

He helps them into bed, making sure they’re comfortable, before asking if they have any small injuries they need addressed before settling in

If they say yes he cleans and dresses their wounds as gently as possible before settling into bed near them, a respectable distance away, but within reach if they need, and begins reading a book Sole left on their nightstand

He knows it’s hard to be alone when you’re being attacked by emotions, but they don’t seem to want to talk about what’s going through their head quite yet; instead, he rubs their back and encourages them to cry it out

#Fallout 4 #Fo4 #Companions react #headcanons #hcs #hurt comfort #fanfiction #mild angst #Cait #Curie #Deacon #Paladin Danse #Gage #Mayor Hancock #Nick Valentine #RJ MacCready #Preston Garvey #X6-88 #Scribe Haylen

[shreddedparchment]

A Wife for Thor Pt.22

Obstacle

04/08/2021

Pairing: King!Thor x Reader          Word Count: 5,413

Warnings: angst, jealousy, marital problems, pregnancy, allusions to cheating (no actual infidelity), fluff, smug Loki

A/N: It took me SO long to get this chapter down. I wrote literally like a few sentence a day for a bit and then finally got some good chunks out. This has been a tough week but this chapter makes it all worth it! I hope y’all think so too. A lot of good stuff happens in this chapter, as in stuff that I really like. If you happen to reblog, thanks so much for helping me spread my work!

Please DO NOT repost my stories on any other sites or blogs.

REBLOGS are always welcome!

The shuffle around the palace as Loki escorts you through the front gate is overwhelming.

It’s safe to say that judging by your reception when you’d shown up in Heimdall’s tower located on the far side of the city, the Asgardians are happy to see you.

Armod is also happy to see you and you rush to get into your car before you can get swarmed by eager Asgardians.

Loki joins you in the back seat and lets Armod gush over his happiness at seeing you back home and healthy. And pregnant! More than anything, the people are happy to see the swell of your belly.

Many of the women are crying as you step out of the car at the palace gate, the men cheering enthusiastically.

Some of the children have found flower petals to throw into the air and it rains white, pink, and yellow blossoms.

It's the small waving hand of a little girl with ebony floor length braids that tugs too hard on your heartstrings and you give in to your impulse.

“Armod, stop the car, I’d like to greet the people,” you ask, swayed further by the eager faces of the young girl's siblings who flank her..

As much as being Queen had come unexpectedly and as much work as it's been, loving the Asgardians has never been a challenge and you've missed your people.

Their kindness has always been the best part of your day.

Armod gives Loki a quick look but stops the car just as the palace gates are opening.

He pulls over to the side, putting it in park before hurrying out to open the door for you.

“Are you sure?” Loki checks, reaching over to place his hand over yours on the seat.

“Of course. I owe them this. I’ve been gone for so long.”

“If you’d rather go in, we can find an excuse.”

“Loki,” you laugh once. “Is something wrong? Is there a reason I shouldn’t get out of the car?”

“Not at all,” he assures you. “I just don’t want you to force yourself. I know this pregnancy hasn’t exactly been easy on you.”

“I’m okay. And I’m sure they wanna see the proof that they have an heir coming. Really, Loki, I don't mind.”

Loki sighs, but gets out quickly to move around and take Armod’s place and offer you his arm.

Taking it, you pull yourself out, and after a long moment to steady yourself on your feet, you turn to face your people.

A large number of Valkyries suddenly pour from the open palace gateway and you wait as they line themselves in front of the gathering crowd. A simple border of control to keep you safe.

The people don’t seem threatened by the guard either and they continue to cheer until you raise your hand and call them to silence.

It only takes a few seconds for the noise to die, leaving only the ambient sounds of the city, wind, and the shuffling feet as more Asgardians and visiting humans gather.

“Hello,” you begin, voice a little shaky from nerves. “I’m...I-I’d like to start by first apologizing for disappearing. And then for being gone so long.”

The people watch and listen attentively, hanging on your every word. As your hands drop down to your belly to stroke it anxiously out of habit, their eyes are drawn to it and they seem to rattle with excitement again.

Looking down at your tummy, you contemplate the little one inside and the kicks he gave you earlier in the day.

He's really in there.

“It’s been a long journey to do what’s been expected of me. Difficult, actually. Giving you and Thor what we’ve all been hoping for is a privilege though. It's important that you all know that.

"However, I'm not as strong as all of you. I'm not as resilient. As soon as I knew that I was expecting the future prince or princess of New Asgard, I knew that I had to take precautions. I had to stop thinking like your Queen and just for a while, think like a mom. I told Thor that I wanted to take some time away from my duties as Queen if only to make sure that my pregnancy would take. In order to ensure the health of this baby.

“Im so very sorry if I caused any of you any worry or pain by disappearing. That was never my intention and it makes me...I can only say that I'm sorry. I hope that you all can understand why I left. The The thing is I’m happy to say that my efforts weren't wasted, clearly."

There's a rumble of gentle laughter that flows through the crowd and breaks the slightly somber mood your speech is causing. You give them a smile and they smile back.

"And while that does make me very happy, it has not been easy to carry this baby. I have been sick and weak but after some rest I'm now feeling stronger than ever. With the constant and careful care provided by Doctors Wilson and Alric, I’m finally able to resume my duties as Queen with the knowledge that this baby is strong and healthy and my body can take the strain of bringing him-or her into this world.

“I’m so happy to be back among my people, my home. You all are my family and it fills me with such joy to know that I have made you all proud.”

The people cheer, more and more gathering along the street so that it’s now clogged and impassable. Others have taken to peeking out of windows from the surrounding buildings or finding balconies and roofs to stand on to get a better look at you.

Their excitement changes to trepidation at the look on your face as you realize that now is the perfect time to address what happened yesterday.

They’re so attuned to your mood that they quiet down again and wait nervously for you to speak.

"On a more serious note, I know that many of you must have been shocked by the lies spewed onto the pages of the Watch. And I'd like to be as clear as I possibly can about my absence from the palace.

"I only left because of the concern I had for our future prince or princess. There was absolutely no other reason for my absence in our great city. While it is true that something did happen between Thor, Jane, and myself--well, I will only say that now I know that His Majesty the King of Asgard is wholly devoted to me and our family, just as he has been from the moment he accepted me as his wife.

"Not that I ever doubted it," you lie. No one needs to know how bad things are and it is true that now you know Thor is devoted to you.

So, it's not completely a lie.

"As a people," you continue. "We'll need to be vigilant about the people we choose to trust to come into our homes. We will be more cautious now, and as a woman…"

You swallow hard, thinking about the words itching on the tip of your tongue to tumble forward and make your heart clear. Maybe it's not right to say it? Maybe it isn't the queenly thing to do?

You don't care.

"As a wife and a soon-to-be mother, I will say that Doctor Jane Foster is not welcome in my home. She has proven to be unworthy of the trust we placed in her and while her expertise is an invaluable commodity that I am sad to lose, I would rather have the second best than risk the stability of my family."

To your surprise, there are a flutter of approving nods and smiles, wives and husband's looking scandalized by the confirmation that something went down but clearly it was Thor that had Jane kicked out. A few cheers come but they quiet down quickly.

"My love for His Majesty is unwavering. As is his for me. No marriage can be without it's struggles but Thor and I are as united as we have ever been. Both in love, devotion, to each other and you, our people. Together we will strive to protect this kingdom to the best of our abilities and with this child, I hope we can begin to lay down proper roots for us so that everyone on Earth will know that New Asgard is here to stay."

The crowd cheers. It's deafening and your hands are trembling so terribly even clenched into fists they shake.

"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!" someone shouts and the others fall into the chant as it's picked up by what sounds like everyone in the crowd.

A cool hand presses against the center of your back and you lean towards him as he whispers in your ear.

"That was beautifully done, Y/N," Loki admires. "Now come along. You need your rest."

You cradle your bump and the crowd cheers louder as you wave while Loki leads you back into the car.

As it pulls away from the curb, the Valkyrie turn to follow behind you. Faces full of stern pride. Their gleaming armor shining bright in the late afternoon sun.

The large wooden and steel reinforced gates of the palace close with a thundering clatter and you lean back, heart suddenly clenching painfully. Your stomach turns and you feel like you might throw up.

You shut your eyes and open the window allowing the cooling air to help drive your nausea away.

"Y/N? You alright?" Loki checks, putting his hand on your arm.

"I'm fine," you assure him, unwilling to open your eyes.

"Are you sure? Only, you're looking a little green."

That doesn't actually happen does it? Do people look green when they're gonna throw up?

You assume he's exaggerating, but as the last bit of the swirl in your belly passes, you look at him with fearful eyes.

"I'm nervous," you admit.

"To see Thor?"

"Mm," you nod.

"He's missed you. He will probably try and hug you. Might even kiss you."

"I don't know if I can handle that, Loki."

"You'll have to. The guards around the palace are sworn to secrecy about anything that happens in here, but with the amount of information that magazine was able to get we're pretty sure there's a mole amongst our number."

You look away from him, frowning because the last thing you want is to hug and kiss Thor.

Well, that is, you really want to do those things. Which is why you shouldn't. Not until you can be around him with some kind of rational thought and control over your feelings.

You need to get a grip and come to terms with the reality of your situation before you can let yourself love hum.

You have to protect yourself.

It turns out that you have nothing to worry about.

Estrid who had come before you with your things is there to greet you. A few others of the palace staff come to see you and you're welcome back with fondness.

Because you know you have to play the part, you look for him.

"His Majesty had a sudden summons from the Lady Sif and the Warriors Three, my Queen. He apologizes for missing your arrival but he's had the small dining room filled with all of your favorites.

"When you are finished with dinner, he has asked that you wait for him in his study."

Estrid's tone tells you she's wary for you. She wants to make sure you're okay.

The disappointment you feel gives you away not only to yourself, but everyone there to see your face fall as you caress your belly.

"A blessing in disguise?" Loki suggests in your ear for just you, but the smile on his lips says he knows better.

"He'll be back before it gets too late, Your Majesty," Estrid assures you, trying to soothe your sadness. "He promised. There’s nothing more he wants than to see you."

"I know," you smile at her, then the others before you head for the dining room, your stomach grumbling in anticipation of the foods you know are waiting.

~~~~~~~~~~

Waiting is torture. You keep trying to read your book but your attention is pulled back to the door of Thor’s study every few seconds.

You groan, dropping the book onto the desk before throwing your head back with scrunched up eyes.

How is it possible to be desperate to see someone while also dreading it?

It feels like you'll die if you don't lay eyes on Thor but also like it'll tear you to shreds if you do. There's no winning here.

You gasp as the door opens and get to your feet in the same breath.

Thor's body is rising and falling heavily with his own labored breathing. He'd been running.

To get to you? No. You can't be swayed.

"I'm here."

His declaration is soft but heavy with meaning. More than just him announcing his arrival.

"Oh, aren't you a vision," he gushes.

"Hi," you whisper, only because you can't catch your breath.

He's wearing jeans, a plain black t-shirt stretched across his bulging chest. He's even more massive than you remember. Three months away has deprived you so fully that suddenly being in his presence leaves you hungry for him.

You want him so much.

"I've missed you, desperately," he confesses. "May I greet you properly?"

You frown, so undecided.

"Or not," Thor relents. "Forgive me, I just got caught up in the moment."

Why is this so hard?

You want to feel him.

"You can greet our baby properly," you give in.

A big part of you needs to feel him and this is the only way you can give in and feel like you're still doing your best to hold strong in your resolve to get some distance.

Thor’s eye lights up and quickly finds the swell of your tummy with recognition.

"Really?"

"I will never keep you from our baby, Thor. Even if I'm not ready for things to go back to normal between us just yet."

Thor takes a half step towards you and watches you carefully for any indication that you're not comfortable with his proximity.

You sigh, head tilted to the left slightly before you hold out your hand to him, beckoning him closer.

In three long strides Thor takes your hand and stops when he's only a foot away.

"Here," you gasp.

Your heart is in overdrive. Thor’s touch is doing things to your body. There's an initial rush of butterflies in your stomach and quickly you pull Thor’s hands to the spots where your baby is kicking in response.

Thor’s body freezes. He goes rigid. He even stops breathing.

For a moment you begin to worry that maybe you've broken him, until he suddenly drops to his knees.

He swallows hard, eyes pooling as he stares at the swell of your stomach as the baby continues to kick.

“They’re really in there,” he’s so choked up about it that his voice cracks around the words.

As he speaks, the baby kicks more.

Thor laughs but then leans in to kiss your stomach over the fabric of your dress.

“We really made her,” Thor gushes.

“Her?”

He looks up at you, confused for a second before he smiles wide, “Or him. It doesn’t matter. What matters is our baby is coming.”

Your heart swells, and you’re so happy that you could float away like a hot air balloon with the warmth flooding your limbs.

This is the moment you’d dreamt of. This is the moment that had been stolen from you by Jane and her lies. This is the moment that you and Thor had both been yearning for.

He’s so caught up in it, floating through the glow of this perfect moment that he presses his lips to your tummy again two more times before he’s rising, his hand hooked behind your neck as he meets your lips as he gets to his feet.

You’re so unprepared for it, so utterly lost in this sweet exchange between him and your baby that your lips pucker on their own.

He opens his eye and yours, already open, stare into his. He looks slightly shocked to find himself kissing you but he doesn’t stop.

Instead, his expression shifts into a pained look of desire. He pulls back, his hand dropping to grip your bicep.

“I would say that I’m sorry but I have been wanting to kiss you since the moment I left you three months ago.”

You say nothing, watching him, listening. You’re searching your soul to see if this is okay with you because it feels okay. Despite the sirens blaring in your mind about the restrictions you’d set for yourself when you’d decided to come back home, your body is telling you it needs this. Your heart is painfully aching at Thor’s touch.

You’ve missed it. You’ve missed him. 

“Is this alright? I can go.”

The idea of him going now feels like the end of the world. Rationally, you know that isn’t an appropriate response to his offering to leave you be, especially when you know you asked him for space for specific reasons.

“No,” your hands grip the sides of his t-shirt tightly, holding him in place without any actual strength since compared to him, you’re as mighty as a little mouse.

You refuse to look up at him, despite the crumbling of your resolve.

“No, don’t go.”

It’s an almost involuntary shy response to your diminishing shame at losing all control after his touch. After one kiss. You should be disappointed in yourself. And part of you is. However, that part of you grows increasingly small as Thor gently takes hold of your chin and guides your gaze up until you can meet his.

“I’m sorry, cherub. I will try and be worthy of you again.”

“I know,” you admit, knowing how sorry he’s been from the moment he realized that he’d done something that hurt you badly. “I know you are.”

“Can I kiss you, cherub?”

His voice is so deep, so alluring and coaxing that you drop your gaze again, fixing it on his collarbone before slowly you nod.

His arm winds its way around your waist and he pulls you to him before dipping down and catching your lips with his again.

He pulls away after a second because the swell of your belly gets in the way, but he laughs and looks down at it.

The pleasant sound of his happiness gives you too much joy.

As you begin to smile, Thor reaches down to press one hand to the side of your stomach while he pulls you against him again and kisses you this time with more fervor.

The longer he has his lips pressed to yours, the more enthusiastic he gets until finally you’re breathless and you pull back but instead of pulling away, you wrap your arms around him and fist the back of his t-shirt,

You bury your face against his wide chest and Thor brings his hands back up to caress the sides of your face, his lips kissing the top of your head.

“I know I may not have a right to say this, but thank you for coming home. Thank you for coming back to me. I thought I’d lost you."

His arms grow a little tighter, his heart is in an absolute stampede.

You turn your head sideways so that you can listen to his heartbeat.

"This is what I'd wanted," you whimper, starting to be overcome with the emotion of being reunited with Thor and things falling into place more easily. "This is how I'd wanted us to share this moment."

Thor sighs heavily, giving you one more squeeze before he pushes you back a little so that he can look at you.

“I’m so sorry that I robbed you of that. I was a fool,” he nods, his eye intense as he stares into yours with wordless declarations piercing into you.

The memory of your speech with the people when you arrived pops into your head and now with Thor’s arms around you it all feels a little like an overreaction. The past three months feels like a distant nightmare.

Or does this feel like a dream?

“Thor,” you begin but Thor’s lips are on you again, drowning out your words.

“Oh, to hear you say my name,” he declares and kisses you again.

Your mouth opens for him and you absolutely melt against his chest as he nearly dips you in passion.

He pulls back again, “Is this real?”

He kisses you.

“You feel so good in my arms.”

He kisses you.

“Your skin is so…” but then he hums and kisses you.

He dips down and with his arms tight around your waist but also careful with the swell of your stomach, he lifts you so that you’re level with his eye.

“I love you, so much, my cherub. Thank you, thank you for coming home. Thank you.”

“I’m sorry I stayed away,” you sigh. “I need to be strong without you, Thor. I was hurt but I never stopped loving you.”

His face goes through shame, understanding, and then elation.

In a burst of subdued anger and aggression for what he put you through, you reach up and grab his shoulder. You dig your fingers in against the taut muscle then reach up to pull one of his ears.

You’re clearly not hurting him but he allows you to move his head, understanding the need to express your anger even if you’re not doing any damage.

“Never do that to me again,” you growl. “Never say that you’ll leave me. Why would you say that? Even in passing? You were so damn sure.”

“No, Y/N, I wasn’t. The moment I saw you, I knew that I could never leave you. I’m sorry. I could never even think those thoughts again.”

“You better not, or I won’t come back next time. I’ll disappear and you’ll never see me again.”

Thor takes your threat for what it is. A promise. Truth.

He shakes his head as he leans forward to press his forehead to yours, shutting his eye.

“I swear,” he begins. “On my life.”

He keeps you there, hovering over the ground with your heads together for a few minutes before he slowly lowers you to the ground. You realize it’s because he wants to stroke your belly and you take a slight step back so that he can.

He smiles, happy. It reminds you of the look your people had when you’d arrived only a hundred times as possessive and joyful.

Again, your speech intrudes on your reunion and this time, you won’t let him distract you.

“Thor,” you coax, placing your hands over his where they rest on the sides of your stomach.

“Yes, my cherub?”

He’s excessive in the affection he puts in his voice but you know that he must be floating on cloud nine after what you both went through when you made him leave you at your house.

“I-I did something and I’m not sure if it was right of me to do it,” you watch his brow wrinkle and for a split second you almost lose yourself in the beauty of his face.

Has he always been this handsome?

“When I got back I kinda made a speech? Everyone was so happy to see me and to see me carrying our heir and I wanted to apologize to them for leaving and for making them worry. I wanted to share in their excitement for the baby and with that stupid tabloid having come out yesterday-”

“Right, the article,” there’s guilt in his voice despite there being no truth to the rumors it printed.

“I wanted to put their minds at ease and I...I did confirm that something happened with Jane but not what they were thinking.”

Thor’s expression hardens just a tad and he pulls backs towards a large armchair. He grabs your hand though and pulls you along with him until he can sit and then carefully attempts to offer you his lap, unsure if you’ll sit.

You do, because you’re tired and because you’re not eager to be away from him again. Now that you’re touching him, you’re not in a hurry to change that again.

“What did you say exactly?”

Swallowing hard, you lick your lips nervously, “Um...I told them the truth. Not exactly the truth, but enough of it that they’ll understand that Jane isn’t welcome here. I said that the only reason I left is for my health and the health of the baby, which is true. I didn’t want them to worry about us because even if we didn’t reconcile, I want us to be united for them at least.

“But I don’t trust Jane, Thor. Not after what she did. Not after how she treated me when you weren’t looking, and the people need to know that I will protect them from anyone, no matter who they are to you or me.”

Thor’s face grows pained as you speak, his arm wrapping around your waist as his other hand caresses the side of your stomach. You’re starting to realize that it’s going to be hard to get his hands off it, but that doesn’t seem like a terrible problem.

“I wish you had told me that she’d been rude to you,” Thor sighs, taking his hand off of his stomach to stroke your cheek. “If I had known-”

“She wasn’t rude to me Thor, she dismissed me. I wasn’t even worth acknowledging to her and now I know it’s because she was jealous and wanted you back because what? She saw what we had together and suddenly it was good enough for her?

“I was in her way. That’s all I was. Even if in the end she couldn’t go through with it whether it was because she felt guilty for doing this to us or for lying or for having second thoughts and knowing that she doesn’t want to be Queen or a mom, she’s a bad person to me. And I have every right to protect myself, my baby, and our marriage from her. She’s not welcome here Thor. I never want to see her again. Ever.”

He’s cradling you now, holding you close because the intensity with which you're telling him that Jane is not welcome in your home is transferring to him.

“And if you’d known, you wouldn’t have done anything, Thor. You’d probably have talked to her and asked her what was going on and she would have lied to you and you would have believed her.”

He doesn’t deny it. He does look like it hurts him to know that you know though. That’s enough for you.

“I think it took her lying and doing this to us to make you see what she’s capable of.”

Thor shuts his eye, resting his head against your chest as he wraps his arms around you again.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know you are, Thor. But you weren’t the one who lied. I mean, you didn’t tell me what was happening, but you weren’t the reason that this happened. If Jane hadn’t lied-”

“But she did,” Thor says, his deep voice anguished. “And I failed to honor my vows. You are my Queen and I should have come to you the moment she told me she was pregnant.”

You both fall into silence as you reach over to stroke his bicep. His skin is so soft. Touching it gives you comfort in a way you weren’t aware you needed. The more you touch it the more you need to feel it.

A finger stroking his skin turns into two, then four, then your entire hand is running up under the sleeve of his t-shirt.

With the way his hand curls around your thigh, you know that both your bodies are responding to your touch. Both of you are heated but instead of giving into that because you aren’t ready for that yet, you lay your head on his shoulder and curl in closer to his chest.

Thor sighs heavily, wrapping you up in his arms as he cradles you close.

“Now we know better,” you whisper.

“Now I know what losing you will do to me,” Thor agrees. “I’ve missed you so much, cherub.”

You don’t respond. You’re too choked up to say anything without your voice cracking so both of you stay like that for a while.

The cocoon of Thor’s arms is toasty and from the exhaustion you’re feeling plus all of the emotions that have drained you, your eyes are heavy and difficult to keep open.

“What about you?”

Thor’s chest rumbles with a chuckle.

“We can talk more tomorrow, cherub. Sleep.”

“I’m not sleepy,” you lie.

“Very well, then. What about me?”

“You’re sleepy?” you look up at him, full of concern.

He chuckles again, “No, cherub. What were you asking?”

“Oh! I just wanted to know if you’re okay. What Jane did to you can’t have been easy. Despite what she did to us as a couple, she said she was pregnant. You’ve been wanting a baby for so long and she dangled that in front of you like the rat that she is. And then she wasn’t even pregnant?”

Thor’s arms constrict around you as he pulls you up towards him to kiss you.

It’s slow and full of emotion.

“Even after all of that, you’re still worried about me?”

“It took time,” you admit. “Once I wasn’t so angry and I thought about what Jane really did. I hate the idea that your heart broke over her lies. I can’t believe she ever loved you if she was willing to make you feel that way.”

Thor just stares at you, searching your eyes before he rubs his nose gently against your own. When he speaks, his voice is so low, so deep, an intimate whisper. It burrows into your chest and settles right there underneath your ribs and makes you breathless with missing him and desire.

“That’s why you’re my Queen, Y/N. And she is not.”

You’re not sure if it’s an Asgardian ability or if maybe it’s something specific to Thor, but he has a way of making you swoon.

“I missed you so much,” he confesses again, that whisper sinful. “Did you not miss me?”

You nod because you can’t speak. There’s a lump in your throat made of both sadness and want.

“Was your bed as frigid as mine was in your absence? Did you miss my breath on your neck as I did yours? Or the steady beat of your heart when you pressed your breast to my back as you held me while I slept?”

Fuck, he’s making this so impossible.

“I hate you so much,” you counter, but his lips stretch into a small knowing smile as you take a tight hold of the neck of his shirt and pull him up to meet your lips.

He exhales heavily into you, tasting you, relishing in every pulsating touch as both your hearts ache and yearn almost in disbelief as if both of you can’t believe that these wants, these needs are finally being met.

As he pulls back to tilt his head the other way, he takes hold of the sides of your face again, his lips grazing yours, “I love you.”

Before you can reply or yank him back into that torturous yet blissful kiss, a voice at the doorway clears their throat.

“Well, that was fast, what happened to keeping him at a distance?”

Loki’s voice pulls your gaze and you can feel your cheeks and neck burn at how easily it seems you’ve crumbled when finally face to face with Thor.

You frown at your brother-in-law, while Thor ignores his brother and leans up to press very non-chaste kisses to your neck, “I told you coming back was a bad idea.”

But Loki’s smile is blinding and with one chuckle he backs out of the room, shutting the door quietly as Thor turns you back to him so that he can get back to kissing you.

#king!thor x reader #thor x reader #arranged marriage au #royal au #a wife for thor #king!thor x reader fanfiction #king!thor x reader fanfic #king!thor x reader fic #king!thor x you #thor x reader fanfiction #thor x reader fanfic #thor x reader fic #thor x you #marvel fanfiction #marvel au #a wife for thor pt22

[majesticarlette]

Gang of Secrets

Miraculous Ladybug + Reader | ONE SHOT

"Marinette, are you okay?" You touched Marinette's shoulder and looked at her. She turned to you and gave you a forced smile. "Yeah! I am! Just currently so busy with what I'm working on. Yeah! I'm alright!" She rambles as she finds a way to say her excuses. "Are you sure--" "Yes! I am!" She yelled interrupting you, you were surprised at the sudden outburst which Marinette noticed and drop her apologies.

As you were going to say your response, screams and loud disturbance were heard. "It's an akuma attack! We have to hide!" You yelled taking her hand but she quickly retracts it. "(Y/n), wait, I-I think we should split up, so that the villain won't catch us both." Marinette voiced and sprints her way out of the school building.

'Oh right, superhero duties, how could I forget.'

You hid inside the bathroom and waited for Ladybug and Cat Noir to defeat the villain on your phone screen. You sighed in relief when they finally defeated the villain, you got out of your hiding spot and started looking for Marinette before she gets away.

As Chat Noir's about to trick Ladybug to go with him to watch a movie, your voiced were heard searching for Marinette. The troubled and distracted Ladybug came to her senses, she told Chat Noir her excuses and flee the scene. She transforms back and looked for you as well, pretending she has been looking for you everywhere. Little did she know about your awareness of her secret identity.

"Marinette! There you are I've been looking for you. Are you alright?" You asked concerned about her, your question seemed like you're referring to the akuma attack earlier but the truth is that you're worried about her the entire time. Ever since Queen Wasp was defeated, you witnessed the scene where Ladybug became the new Guardian of the Miraculous. You knew how stressful it was to Marinette to have a double life being Ladybug, despite knowing all of this: you never confessed being aware of who she is. "Yes, I am fine! I'm glad Ladybug and Chat Noir defeated the villain." She puts on a smile and was quickly replaced with a frown as she remembered something. "I have to go! I forgot I have something to do--" As she was going to chant her excuses, you interrupted her. "Marinette, calm down." "I'm sorry! I really need to do something!" She's really stressed and troubled from what was all happening. Being a hero is never easy, now that she's looking after the Miraculouses; many danger lurks from Shadow Moth that made her so paranoid. This made you leave no choice, you have to tell her what you know to let her know that someone understands her.

"Look, I'm going to confess something and it's very important." You looked at her seriously as she was stunned by your statement, she was hesitant at first but she gave in. "Can we go to your house, it's really confidential." You added and she agreed.

You're both at her patio leaning on the railings. "Look, I know why you broke up with Luka." You spoke, Marinette was surprised with what you said as she was about to speak, you interrupted her. "I am serious Marinette, I know who you are." You added, and before you let her freak-out you continued what you were saying. "Don't freak out, it's not your fault. No, I didn't see you detransform nor transform into your other business. If you noticed, I'm always wearing this charm." You held your charm attached to a necklace. "May it be as a necklace, earring or anything. This charm somewhat nullifies miraculous magic." Marinette was speechless with what you said. "H-how? That's impossible." "It isn't, this charm was made centuries ago and was passed down to my family to protect us from dangers when a miraculous is in the wrong hands. It's the only charm, I think." You answered.

"If that charm may nullify miraculous magic, then all this time..." "Yes, I was able to see through what's beneath the mask little by little. It took sometime, but there were hints. I could only see you from afar as LB so I couldn't really distinguish who you are, but when I saw you a couple inches away the charm worked it's way and slowly nullified the magic of the miraculous which hides your identity. A simple mask and a suit won't protect your identity, silly. It's the magic of the miraculous." Marinette was shocked. "Then, you could also see Shadow Moth's real identity." She looked at you with hope. "That's the problem, it's hazy. I can't fully see who he is, I haven't met him yet. The charm can't give us what we want right away, it took more than a month to know who you are you know, and maybe it's because I also knew you personally which made it pretty easier to decipher." You answered.

Marinette was about to utter her reply when she heard voices inside her room. She went down and saw Rose about to see inside her dollhouse. She quickly went down and blocked Rose from seeing it. "Don't touch that, move away!" She pushed Rose, which made the cheery girl drop the roof of the dollhouse and broke it. Everyone gasps which made you peek from the patio, 'It's our girl friends'. You refuse to reveal yourself, it might make the girls sulk. "I'm sorry, Marinette." Rose kneels to pick up the broken roof. "Will you please leave my room?" Marinette declares as she showed annoyance to the group. "Chill out, Marinette. It's just a dollhouse, we'll totally help." Alya responded. "No you won't! Please go!"

As the group tries to help Marinette to voice out her problems, the dark haired girl lashes out on them and told them that she doesn't want to be friends with them and told them out. The saddened group left and you finally went down in her room to accompany Marinette. The kwamis were surprised by your appearance and tries to hide but Marinette assured them you're aware. "I had no choice, I had to do it." Her eyes are swollen, she really tried her best to keep her loved ones safe. "We know, Marinette. Someday, they'll understand why you had to do it, but lashing out on them wasn't the best thing to do." "At least now I won't have to lie anymore--" She voiced out between her cries and you cut her off. "No, Marinette. You mustn't think about that." You hugged her and let her cry.

When talking to Marinette about her issues, the both of you were interrupted by your phone, it was your mother telling you to go home. You bid each other goodbye which leaves Marinette into working on the Miracle Box's safe.

At home, you were browsing through channels when the news came up and reports a strange phenomenon about the Eiffel tower. "What happened?" You looked outside from your window and saw what was happening: it was the girls, they were akumatized by Shadow Moth. "Oh no, they must be after Mari." You closed the curtains and called Marinette but she wasn't picking up, you left a text and continued watching the news to have updates on what was happening.

After some time when the villains were defeated, you received a text from Marinette. She was asking you to visit her in their house. You prepared your things and went on your way. You climbed up, knocked, and opened the door to Marinette's room. You saw Alya and the kwamis which made you smile. "You finally told her, huh? I'm happy for you." "Thank you, (Y/n)." She hugged you. "Wait, (Y/n) knew?" Alya crosses her arms. You explained to Alya how it happened and what happened earlier at the patio which she understood and cleared things up.

"So, that's why you haven't gotten akumatized yet." Alya realizes. "That's cool! Then, you also know Chat Noir." She added. "I-I dont! Yet.." You quickly answered. "Mm-hm. Then it's pretty risky for you, huh? Keeping LB's secret identity to the public." Alya said. "It is, there were times where I had to take off my charm and I'm afraid someone will get akumatized and get me, like Truth or Queen Wasp." Alya hugged you and told you that you are a true friend, the both of you noticed Marinette in deep thought. "Hmm... The charm protects you from being akumatized." "What is it, girl?" Alya asked.

"I think I know what we should do next."

#miraculous ladybug #marinette x reader #mlb #marinette dupain cheng #alya cesaire #miraculous ladybug imagine #miraculous au #reader insert #Marinette dupain-cheng x reader #adrien agreste x reader