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the-witch-of-one-piece · 8 months

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Secrets Kept From Him Series Ran Haitani x Fem Reader Chapter 2 : Uncovered Secrets chapter 1 WC: 4590+ Resident: @enchantedforest-network TW: Past relationship with Ran, Disappearing, Slight Suggestive Themes, Angst, Drinking, Suggestive Language, Secret Child He Doesn't Know About (unedited) MINOR DNI 18+ Synopsis: After running into him at the hotel, his mind begins to wonder if there is someone else. He asked you to meet him at his penthouse to talk. The conversation you have been dreading to have if you ever encounter him once again. Your reason for leaving.

It killed you as he softly spoke those words to you knowing you could hear the aching in his voice. “I missed you too..” you couldn’t help as the words fell from your lips.

It was becoming all too much for you to handle. You wanted to break down and cry in front of him. Ran pulled back slightly he saw your eyes fill up with tears ready to be spilled at any moment. You couldn’t let him see you like this, a complete mess. You began to wipe your eyes. You need to compose yourself and get back to your table. Maybe following him was a bad idea. You were so caught up in the moment you needed to leave. “I have to go.” you said trying to walk away but he grabbed your hand not letting it go. “She is mine…isn’t she…” he asked, looking at you. He had no doubt in his mind it was his daughter. He just wanted to hear the words come from you, wanting to hear that it was indeed his daughter.

You nodded looking down avoiding eye contact with him. “She is Ran….” Ran took a moment before speaking he took a deep breath and said “We need to talk to you about this.” He spoke in a more concerned tone. “I can’t have you disappearing on me along with my child,” he pulled out a pen and a piece of paper jotting down some notes.You could see his jaw flexing as he was trying to calm his nerves down. “Come to this address tonight at 10:30pm…. I will have Rindou escort you to the address.” Ran said even if you thought about leaving you couldn’t know Rindou was going to wait for you. “Ran I--” as you were trying to speak he cut you off.

“I will let you go back to her now…” Ran stepped to the side with his hands in his pockets as he began to walk away. “I will see you soon.”

As he began to walk away, his expression changed; he didn't know what to think after all these years. He was torn between glad you were safe but angry to see you with a secret you kept from him. Walking into the lobby he saw Rindou. “What happened?” Rindou followed his brother outside.

As they both exited out the lobby into the brisk cold Ran pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Exhaling the smoke. “I told her to meet me at the penthouse… Can you bring her there before 10:30 pm…” he looked at his brother.

Rindous eye twitch “Look I don't want to get into your messy relationship with ______.” “I’m asking you as a favor from brother to brother… I can’t have her leaving with my kid again who is also your niece…I need to prepare for this encounter mentally…” Ran took a inhale of the cigarette a few mins a silence between the brothers as uber arrived a few mins later “Thank you Rin..I owe you one.” “Yeah yeah whatever.” he rolled his eyes seeing his brother get into the uber as they drove off.

‘shit ..shit…shit.’ you were saying to yourself as you began walking away. Your heart hasn’t stopped pounding since the encounter. Making your way to the table, your aunt saw a bit of distress look on your face. She didn’t speak a word until you both went back into the room.

Putting on a smile for your daughter as you tried to enjoy the rest of dinner with them. As you got back to the hotel room it was getting close to her bed time. “Baby it's getting late, why don’t you get ready for bed, okay?” you looked down at her daughter. She ran to the room where she had her items. You had your hand on your hips letting out a sigh. You felt the beaming eyes of your aunt looking at you. “What happened?” She asked.

“He saw us… He knows about (D/N)” you spoke nervously as it was getting close to the time Rindou was going to meet up with you. “What did he say?” she asked “he must have said something to you to make you jittery.” “He wants to talk, I know what he wants to talk about.” You sighed “Well he has every right to know why you left and didn’t tell him about the baby.” her arms crossed against her chest.

“But aunty I-“ you tried to talk but one of her hands halted your talking.

“I don’t wanna hear it.. This was bound to happen…if you were so worried you wouldn’t have moved back here. Like I told you when you just had D/N…if you planned on staying away you should have stood back in America and not come back to Tokyo…. Either he is gonna want to get to know her or not it will be up to him. If he does, you will need to work something out with him. You also have to understand if he is with someone else you will have to accept whether you like it or not.”

She was right. You knew the risk factors of coming back and you needed to accept them. Even if he was with someone else you would have to not let it interfere if he wanted to be apart of her life. “I get it… You're right…it’s just….” You couldn't finished sentence because you didn’t know how you felt about Ran right now. You switched your question. “Can you watch D/N?”

“Of course… Why don’t you go see her before you leave okay?” Your aunt spoke calmly. You nodded as you walked to the room. Your daughter was in her nightgown and she was in the large bed. “You look all cozy in that big bed.” you teased her. “Mommy are you going to come to bed now?” your daughter asked. “I’m actually going to go somewhere but I will be back before you wake up, your aunty is going to stay with you till I get back.” Sitting on the edge of the bed as you ran her fingers through her hair. “Where are you going?” she asked as she held her stuffed lamb.

‘I’m going to meet you dad…’ you wanted to say but you couldn’t. “Just an old friend of mommy’s.” putting a smile on your showing her not to worry you were gonna be okay. “Sweetie.” you cupped her cheeks. “Mommy loves you very much.” giving her the eskimo kisses. “I know mommy I love you a whole bunch too!” she cupped your cheeks back making your slightly giggle. “Get some rest sweetheart.” you kissed her forehead. After tucking her in you grabbed your purse and phone. You exited out of the hotel room entering into the elevator. As the elevator stopped at the lobby, your heart was pounding as you stepped out of the elevator. “Oi ______.” you heard Rindou’s voice with the familiar unfazed look on his face

‘Geez did they both go through a phase of changing their styles?’ you thought to yourself. Walking towards him. “Rindou, it's been a while.” “Well that's what happens when you disappear for 5 years and you don’t see the people you're used to seeing on a daily basis…” Rindou still with the familiar sarcastic tone as always.

‘Smartass as always… I guess some things never change….’ you thought to yourself. “Right…right.” you spoke in a low tone.

“Follow me, the vale is getting the car already.” Rindou began to walk towards the exit, you followed behind him closely. You could tell he didn’t want to be bothered with his brother's love life. You always maintained a good relationship with him because of when you and Ran were dating. But he was doing this for him, and yet if the little girl he saw was his niece he had to compromise. Getting into the car it was awkwardly silent for you both.

Your mind began to wander looking out the window. You remembered the day you gave birth to her.

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You had just given birth a few hours ago, by yourself. Your daughter was sleeping in your arms . You were exhausted mentally, physically and emotionally. You could have blamed it on the pain from labor along with the lack of sleep or just pure guilt of doing this by yourself and not having Ran apart of this journey with you. Your bottom lip quivered a bit thinking about wishing he could have been here. She was your whole world now and knowing you had to do everything you could to protect her. She was swaddled in the blanket. You could hear the soft cooing coming from her as she slept. “It's just you and me sweetie…” cradling her in her arms. Pressing your lips softly against her forehead, “I promise to protect you with my life”.

You had a knock on the door “yes?” you called out to the door. “Hello Ms. we are here to get your informations for your daughter's birth certificate.” The admins from the hospital spoke. She was gathering the information from you. “What would be the last name?” she asked.

“Haitani…” you spoke.

“Do you want to add a father on the birth certificate?” “Just curious if I do put his name down will there be any chance of him knowing unless I tell him?” you asked The admin responded “you can always add him but you have no legal obligation to let him know you can always keep to yourself unless you want to collect child support.” “No no I don’t want to do that to him...I would like to add him to her birth certificate.” “What's the fathers name?” “Ran… Haitani.” as you said his name you looked down at your daughter.

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Rindou was curious about the little girls that had the strong Haitani genes. “What's her name?” his eyes were on the road. “Her name is D/n Haitani.” you spoke in a low tone. The moment hearing his niece's name and her having the last name of him and his brother made him feel relieved yet bothersome. He knew his brother wanted a family, specifically a family with you the moment things became serious in your relationship. Ran had all these ideas planning out his future. Rindou heard every part of it to the point he was becoming annoyed with his brother. But seeing how it made him happy he just listened. When you left all those ideas vanished. His brother wasn’t the same after you left. The amount of blood shed to the extreme over killing someone. ‘Get the fuck a hold of yourself. She is not coming back, she is gone.’ he remembered telling his brother this and something inside Ran made him feel numb. “I want you to know something before seeing Ran…” Rindou gave you a side glance before returning his eyes back to the road. “He has changed since you left…Don’t think he is this sweet guy you knew from the past… Understand he had a difficult time adjusting when you left…” “Rin, look I’m not trying to get back with him. He was the one who wanted to meet up okay?” you spoke to him a bit snippy. Realizing how you must have sounded when he was just telling you information. “I’m sorry I just… I’m nervous, okay I hadn’t seen you brother in a long time. And we are in this predicament right now.. I'm sorry you got dragged into this.” The rest of the car ride was silent until you arrived at the building. “He is on the top floor, the door is down all the way to the left.” He parked the car. When you were getting out Rindou spoke “_____ sorry for earlier…“ he finally made eye contact with you. “It’s okay… I know you care about Ran, you guys are all you have... Thank you for bringing me.” you gave him a soft smile before got out of the car and began to walk into the building.

Ran was looking at his watch and it read 10:25pm. His brother texted him about 10 mins ago saying he dropped you off. He would have thought you would have been up by now. He decided to check and see if you got lost. When opening the large door he saw you. You were standing there for a good 5 mins anxious to knock on the door. “Did you forget how to knock?” he asked raising his brow.

“Oh um no I just…” your voice trailed off you began to rub her arm.

“Come in.” he opened the door wider to his penthouse. Walking in your heart was pounding once again. You were trying to control your breathing. Hearing the door closed Ran could tell the anxiety was spilling from you, your eyes avoided his. “Did you want something to drink?” “No it's okay..” your eyes wanted to wander the large penthouse filled with extravagant items. Ran still poured you a drink knowing you needed to relax your nerves a bit in order for you to talk. Bringing the drink towards your way “Here take a seat…” He took a seat at the end of the couch while you sat at the other side. He began to unloosen his tie and unbutton the first two buttons to get more comfortable. You noticed the small hickey that appeared on his neck you didn’t see earlier as it was covered by the collar. Ran noticed you looking at his neck. The intimate moment between him and Ms. Yamaguchi prior to him seeing you. “I think it's time we talk about what happened. But first, what's my little girl's name?” he brought his drink to his lips as he made eye contact with you as he took a drink.

“Her name is D/N… D/n Haitani.” you said.

He nodded at her name “you gave her my last name… I would have expected you to give her your last name since you left.” “I thought about it but I decided to give her your last name. You are your father.” you looked at your drink swirling it.

He let out a sarcastical chuckle “How kind of you…You gave her my last name but didn’t tell me about my daughter.. Better yet you weren’t planning on telling me it just happened I was there and that’s when I saw you both…” Ran spoke calmly yet you could hear the slight disappointment in his tone. “How old is she?” he asked.

“She is gonna be 5 in two weeks.” you went into your purse pulling her a photo of her. You handed it to Ran.

Ran looked at the photo of the smiling little girl. His heart dropped seeing how beautiful she was seeing all the features and how strong his genes truly were. “My little girl.” it was hurting him more. This wasn't what he had envisioned in his life. “I missed close to 5 years of her life and her not getting to know her father. Is that fair to her or me?” his smile disappeared. “Ran I get what I did wrong okay? I’m sorry if that’s what you wanted to hear. I’m sorry I left. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about D/n." You were becoming a bit upset and defensive.

He slightly shook his head. “You don’t get it…You promised to be by my side… and then you were gone.. You broke that promise to me ______…You left while I was gone from our home we shared. Only taking a few items and you up and disappeared on me…Why? Why did you leave someone you supposedly loved?” You stood quiet…. You could hear the bothersome tone in his voice, something you weren’t used to. “I had to do what I thought was best for my daughter…even if it meant leaving someone I deeply loved to protect her. ” you furrowed your brows.

“Are you saying I wouldn’t have protected you or my daughter?” Ran asked, putting the glass down. He sat closer to the edge of the couch, his feet flat on the ground, his hands clasping between his thighs. He turned his head slightly looking at you. He was slightly offended by your words, he assumed you thought he wouldn’t have fulfilled his duties on protecting you both.

“Ran just listen okay? I brought it up to you many times about how I worried about you. You always seemed to not take my concerns so seriously. Did you ever consider what it made me feel, what you did for a living at the time and how I worried about your safety.” you took a deep breath closing you eyes, you had a crackle in your voice and needed to calm down before you spoke again. “What would have happened when someone wanted revenge because of someone you killed? They would have gone after your loved ones. Me or your daughter. You think those sons of a bitches would have given a damn gunning one of us down. What would have happened if that happened huh? It would have hurt you way more than this…. I couldn’t risk my life or your daughter's life…I understood when being with you and what kinda business you were in but it changed when I became pregnant Ran…” your emotions were coming out a bit more. “ I don’t expect you to forgive me for what I did but understand where I’m coming at the time your girlfriend was carrying your baby…Every single night I was anxious about getting a call from someone saying you were dead because of a bad deal.” Ran remembered you constantly bringing up to him about how you worried about him. Just the last time you worried about him, you were attending to his wounds. He didn’t want you worrying about him at the time. Sometimes he slipped up. “I would have made sure nothing would have happened to you both. I would have protected you both with my life… But I guess you made that choice without talking to me.” Ran could understand your worries but you had to see if from his point of view you didn't have to leave the way you did. “The woman that you're with, who is she?” “My mothers sister… Her and my mother have not been on great terms since I was young. But my mom made a point for me to get to know her. My mother just found out about the D/n she was upset not knowing about her granddaughter.” you place the glass down knowing that was another issue you had to deal with that didn’t involve him. “Ran look…I won’t force you to see D/n if you don’t want to… I get it…I decided to have her she is my responsibility” “What makes you think I wouldn’t want to know my own daughter? You didn’t give me that choice...” he sighed it

You nodded “If you want to see her, we can make an arrangement for you to meet her… It's going to be a new experience for you both and I think it should be taken slow..She is a rather bashful child when you first meet her. She may not open up right away.”

“I see… When do you want to make this arrangement?” he asked.

“We will arrive at the new house tomorrow. You can come over tomorrow and meet her if you want.” offering him the day.

“I can make that work…” he said. After going over the rest of the detailed planning with Ran he was curious about a few more things. He was used to holding you close to him exchanging kisses between one another. Just seeing how reserved you were right now he couldn't help but ask, “Did you find someone else when you left?”

“I didn’t have time to date while raising a child. I can see you kept yourself busy though.” you looked at the hickey on his neck once again finishing the last of your drink. Looking at it was bothering you, seeing how fresh it was too.

“Well this is how you wanted it.” Ran came back with a quick response. “You right, maybe I will have enough time to do that now since I’m here.” you looked at the time on your phone then back at him.

Ran smirked “right right…” he didn’t find your response amusing. But he couldn’t say anything since you both aren’t together. At one point maybe there was just that small part of him that wanted to grab you and pull you in for a kiss. Yet he couldn’t do it with everything going on and how rocky you both were with one another you both needed time to process this.

“I should get going. It's getting late and I will see you tomorrow.” You got up from the couch. You began walking to the door. Ran got up right behind you following you to the door, before your hand reaches the door knob. He reached it first, opening the door for you. So many things he wished he could do right now but he was hurt. One of them was to bring you back into his home and not let you go. But seeing how you were reacting to the hickey on his neck it wouldn’t have been a good idea. He still found you attractive and for him to have you as the mother of his child.

“_______” he walked you to the elevator pushing the button.

You looked at him. “Yea?”

“What does she like?” he asked.

“She likes tea parties, flowers, and dressing up. A typical 4 year old going on 5.” you smiled He had a small smile “I’ll see you both tomorrow.” “See ya tomorrow… also make sure you cover that up before you get there” you pointed to your neck mimicking the hickey on his. The elevator door opened as you were pressing the button for the lobby.

Before the door could close Ran kept the door “Is that jealousy I smell on you?” His voice was smooth.

“Don’t flatter yourself…” you sighed, you wouldn’t admit your jealousy about it. But you couldn’t tell him what not to do, since he was technically a single man. Who had hoes in different area codes. On the other hand you were a single woman and he couldn’t tell you what you couldn’t do either. “I don’t want D/n to ask about it when she meets you tomorrow. I mean you're all about making good impressions right?” His hand released the door, he knew it bothered you. You could be read as an open book by him but it also went the same way around. You knew him like the back of your hand. There were a lot of unsaid things you both didn’t say to one another as you both looked into one another's eyes. There was that gleam of loneliness in his violet eyes because he would be alone once again when you left. Nothing could come out of either of your mouths as the elevator closed and Ran gave you a small smile. “Till tomorrow.”

You had a small smile, as the elevator door closed. You were trying to process everything that happened. Your hands ran through your hair taking a deep breath. Memories of you and Ran when you both were together were hitting you all at once. You needed to keep it together till you got back to the hotel. The car ride with Rindou back to the hotel was silent until he said “Ran is going to meet D/n?”

Nodding at his question “yeah he is going to meet her tomorrow. You will meet her soon too.” you gave a grimace smile. Rindou analyzed your tone and expression, he knew there was a part of guilt eating you up, along with a mixture of still having feelings for Ran. It was painfully obvious to him. This was between you and Ran with all the underlying feelings for one another he couldn’t get involved in that part. Still he was wondering if his brother would still see the different women he grew accustomed to over the years or if that would stop and possibly rekindle the old flame.

Arriving back at the hotel “Thank you for the ride Rin.”

“Your welcome… I’ll see you around.” He spoke. Rindou watches as you enter the hotel. Taking a deep breath he drove off to his place for the night.

Getting into the hotel room. Your aunt was still up at 12:35am. “I’m sorry I got back so late, how was everything?” You asked her.

“Everything was fine. She was asleep when you left… How did it go?” She asked.

“He is going to meet her tomorrow…” you looked down picking your nail.

She lightly smacked your hand “relax okay? I know it’s different but at least you will have some help with her father being in the picture. A little girl should know her father.”

“Yea…” you wanted to change the subject “did you want to stay here tonight or I can have a taxi take you home?”

“I’d rather sleep in my own bed,” she said. After about 15 mins the taxi was down stairs. You both said goodbye to one another as she left the hotel room.

Sitting on the couch, it finally hit you that he was going to meet his daughter tomorrow. The thoughts of what ‘if you didn’t leave’ filled your mind, would you both be married? Have more kids? Would you both be living the life you dreamt off? You kept thinking of the hurt expression on his face of how much he has missed his daughter, growing up without him knowing. The tears from your eyes fell to your cheeks, as you began to sob on the couch. All these tears you locked away for years couldn't be contained anymore. You tried to repress your feelings, you failed.

You felt exhausted from the long day. You changed into your pajamas. Walking into the room where your daughter was sleeping. Carefully get into the other side of the bed so as not to disturb your daughter's slumber.

The following morning your daughter was the one who woke you up. “Mommy, wake up! We get to go to our new house today!” You could hear the excitement in her voice.

Your eyes are a bit swollen but you managed to open them to see the big smile on her face. “Okay okay I’m up.” You slightly chuckle sitting up in the bed. It took about an hour and a half for you to both get ready to leave the hotel. It would take an additional 25 mins to get to the home you bought. This would be the place you both would call home now. Entering the home you saw all your furniture from your prior home there. It was more than enough room for you and your daughter. You saw the excitement in her eyes as she ran up stairs to see her room. You could hear the exciting squeal coming from upstairs from her.

Not even 5 mins of being in the home you heard the doorbell ring. He was here already, walking to the door. You took a deep breath opening it to find Ran there. “Good morning.” He had his signature smile on his face and in his hand were two bouquets of flowers. One of them was smaller than the other.

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whyanne4 · 9 months

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Memories

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Verstappen! Reader

Part: 1/2

Category: angst

Summary: After months of sneaking around with your brothers biggest rival, Charles, you to end your relationship in order to protect both yourself and him from the medias praying eyes.

Right person, wrong situation. Loosely based on Conan Gray’s song: Memories. and Illicit affairs by Taylor Swift.

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“Charles stop, we can't do this anymore.” You said as you felt the brunette slip his arms around your waist and kiss your neck gently. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down your spine.

“Why not Y/N?” He whined into your neck.

“Charles I’m serious, stop. What if Max finds out?” You asked as you untangle yourself from his embrace.

“I don’t care.” Charles said defiantly, stepping back a bit.

"Well, I do. Max is my brother, and if he finds out about us, it'll ruin everything," you declared, stepping away and plopping down on the couch in his driver's room and in your mind all you could think of was all of the time you’d spent with Charles on that very same couch. How he’d kissed you and told you you were the most beautiful girl in the world.

You had met Charles through Max, your older brother and fellow F1 driver. The two of them were fierce rivals on the track. And you knew that if Max ever found out about your secret relationship with Charles, it would not only strain their relationship but also create chaos in the F1 media.

Last season, when you started attending more races and spending time with Max's team, you and Charles had found yourselves drawn to each other. It was effortless, like two pieces of a puzzle fitting perfectly together. You had tried to resist the temptation, knowing the potential consequences, but love has a way of breaking down walls.

The months that followed were filled with stolen glances, secret rendezvous, and stolen kisses. Every moment with Charles felt like a dream, and you knew that what you shared was special and rare. Everything was perfect. He was perfect, he still is but the fear of Max's reaction and the media scrutiny always lurked in the back of your mind.

You both had agreed to keep your relationship a secret, knowing that the repercussions of being discovered would be severe. But as time passed, it became harder to hide your feelings for each other. The thrill of the forbidden love mixed with the danger of being caught was intoxicating, but you knew it couldn't go on forever.

You know that it would be terrible for Charless image if the media found out. You were 4 years younger than him and you know that the people on twitter would be having a field day if your relationship ever got out.

So you never told anyone. Not Max, not your friends, nobody. Your relationship was a well kept secret. Sneaking out to see him at his apartment in Monaco or in his drivers room. Secret vacations to foreign countries. Hotel rooms under fake names. Think of anything forbidden and the two of you’ve done it. During those months of sneaking around both you and Charles fell hard for one another.

Those months were probably the best months of your life. He was the perfect guy for you and you hope that you were the perfect girl for him. The love you shared was something out of a fairytale and you knew that it was one for the ages. The kind of love only a few lucky ones get to experience during their lifetime.

But the reality of your situation was inescapable. You knew getting involved with him was a bad idea so you’d broken everything off three months ago. You knew it was the right decision. Trying to maintain your secret relationship would only lead to heartbreak and trouble.

Yet, the heart wants what it wants, and when you saw each other again for the first time since the split at this weekend's Grand Prix, he pulled you into his driver’s room like so many times before. You tried to resist, but your connection was too strong to ignore. One thing led to another and suddenly you were being pushed against a wall with his lips on yours before you came to your senses. Which leds to where you are right now:

“Y/N please listen to me.” Charles begged as he followed you and sat down on the couch beside you. You looked into his gorgeous emerald green eyes like you had a million times before.

“Charles, please don’t.” You tried with him but he wouldn’t let you finish.

“No! I don’t want to stop loving you. You are the one for me and I don’t want to spend my life with anyone else.” He confessed wholeheartedly. You felt the tears start to form in your eyes.

"Charles, please, we can't keep doing this," you said, tears forming in your eyes. "I love you, but we're only hurting ourselves by continuing like this. You knew getting into this that it wouldn’t last. However much I want to, we can never be.” You reasoned with him.

“I don’t care. Y/N you are the love of my life. We can make it work. We don’t have to tell anyone if that's what you want. Or we can tell everyone. Whatever you want.” He pleaded with you. “Or if you don’t want that I can quit F1 and we can run away together. We can get a secret house together in the countryside of France and start a family together or something, anything. I would give you everything I have in a heartbeat. Please just don’t give up on this Y/N. Don’t give up on us.” He started crying quietly and so did you.

“Charles, you know that wouldn’t work. Our families would find out eventually and so would the media. You will be bashed for dating me and your relationship with Max will be ruined.” You pleaded with him.

“I don't care. Y/N, you are the love of my life. We can make it work. We don't have to tell anyone if that's what you want. We can keep it a secret until the time is right,” he pleaded, holding her hand in his.

“Charles, it's not just about the secrecy. It's about our families, Max's feelings, and the media. It's about everything. As much as I love you, I can't put everyone else through that,” she said, her voice filled with sadness.

“So, you think what we had was nothing?” he was rightfully upset, but you didn’t know what else to tell him, he clearly wouldn’t go down without a fight.

“Please, Charles. This is hard enough as it is. Don’t make it harder than it already is okay. I know that one day you’ll find an amazing girl who will steal your heart and whom you will love 10 times more than me.” You put your hand on his cheek and felt his tears hit your thumb.

“That’s not possible, baby. I don’t want anyone else. We can make it work, please, you’re the one for me. I know it. I’ll never love anyone as much as I love you.” Charles pleaded.

“I love you too, Charles, so much.” You confessed to him. Even if you knew it wouldn’t help the situation at all. You felt the need to let him know that the feelings were not one sided. You loved this man with all your heart and if the circumstances were different, if you his rivals younger sister and if he wasn’t an F1 driver with the whole world watching his every move: You would probably get married, have a couple of kids and then grow old together. You would have the whole white picket-fence dream. But instead you were trapped in this situation and all you could do was try to let him go even if it was hard.

“See, you love me too. Y/N, I promise that things will work out.” He took your hand in his and caressed your palm gently with his thumb. His touch felt so familiar and you just wanted to let all your walls down and let him love you, let yourself love him. But you knew you couldn’t.

“Charles, as much as I want that, it’s just make-believe. It will never work out the way we want to and everyone will be hurt in the end, honey.” You felt the nickname slip from your lips before you could stop it. It was what you called him all throughout your secret rendezvous and the simple word held so much meaning for both of you.

“I know that, baby. I just don’t want to let you go. You’re my favorite person in the whole world. I don’t know how I will ever move on from you.” He seemed to finally give in and as much as it broke your heart you felt relief that he understood and didn’t argue more with you.

“I know it’s hard, honey. Which is why we can’t keep going back to each other from now on, okay? We can’t find an end to something that we keep beginning over and over again. From now on, I can’t be your friend or your lover, Charles. As much as it kills me inside I can’t hold you back from falling in love with somebody else.” You knew your words were harsh but you really needed to put an end to this here and now.

“I understand.” He put both of his hands on your cheeks and met your gaze. Both of your eyes were red from crying and held so many emotions and so much love for one another. “You’ll always be my person, no matter what happens or who I meet. If you ever change your mind I’ll be there for you with open arms no matter what. You’ll always have a piece of my heart Y/N. Please take care of it.”

“I will, I promise.” You vowed to him, your voice cracking as you tried to speak through your tears. “If things were different..” You tried to explain.

“Shh… Don’t worry about it, baby. You don’t have to explain.” He cut you off. “I’m not mad at you, I could never be mad at you.”

Silence followed as both of you gazed into each other's eyes, trying to savor your last moments together as a couple before all you had left were the memories of better times.

“Can I kiss you one last time?” He asked quietly as if he was afraid of shattering the moment.

“Yes.” Was all you could say before his lips met yours in one final, heart shattering kiss. Your tears mixed as they ran down both of your cheeks. His hands were still on your cheeks and you felt him pushing your face closer to his. You pulled away for air and he did the same.

“I’ll always love you, Charles.” You finally broke the silence.

“I’ll always love you too.” He said and you felt his soft hands leave your tear stained cheeks for the last time before he kissed your forehead and let go of you. You exited his driver’s room, heartbroken with only the memories of him left.

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Hello Everyone! This is masterlist #4 (June of 2023!) for the all fics I have reblogged on this side blog I hold super close to me. Remember to leave feedback and reblog all the writings below!

Also, a huge thank you to all the writers mentioned, I adore you so very much and I hope you keep writing for yourselves <3

••• JUNE •••

Valentine's Day | Y/N receives a special candy gram on Valentine’s Day. - @nationalharryleague

French Fries | Harry kept glancing at her as he drove. “M’sorry about our date,” he whispered. “I don’t know what you’re apologizing for,” she shrugged and reached over to squeeze his arm while he held the steering wheel. “I had a lovely time.” - @1d1195

Shy | Close | Motherly Love | Don't Leave Me | Mother's Day | ♡ When Harry runs into a perfect stranger at a supermarket, he doesn’t know what to expect. After having been single for over a year and raising Amelia without a mother, dating somebody new feels impossible… that is, until she wins over the heart of his daughter. - @harry-writings

Vogue Beauty Secrets | Actress!Y/N does the Vogue Beauty Secrets video, and Harry decides to help. - @astranva

Gonna be Better in the Morning | Jeff and reader get into a fight and Harry takes Jeff's side. (As always, there is a happy ending with lots of comforts) - @harryhoney-bee

Work of Art | A cute little fluffy artist!Harry piece with a hint of angst! - @nationalharryleague

Update | The Best Present | Harry falls for a mysterious girl from YouTube. - @watchmegetobsessed

When The Levee Breaks | You're a waitress and Harry is being stood up. - @songbirdstyles

Playball | ♡ The reader owns a bakery and hates baseball, but what happens when her town’s bigshot MLB player walks into her bakery and she finds herself catching feelings unaware of his occupation? - @writingsbymarie

The Con Artist | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | ♡ You're a wanted criminal and when Harry Styles, the detective on the case, finally catches up to you- he finds it difficult to resist your charms. - @gurugirl

Baby Steps | You’re Harry’s son's therapist, and he isn’t the only one you end up helping. - @enthusiasticharry

Mute | ♡♡ Where Harry doesn’t talk and falls in love with Y/n. - @harry-writings

Score and Smash | In which their university holds an annual boy vs girl football match, the highly anticipated game of the year has arrived and Harry and Y/N hate each other just as equally until Y/N is under Harry.

Quid Pro Quo | Another lawyer!Harry. Technically six years before this piece. Enemies to lovers with plenty of angst! - @talesofstyles

Six Months (Part 23) | ♡ Layla desperately needs a vacation and her Aunt and Uncle come to her rescue. So, at twenty two, she packs her bag and jets off to America. Harry took a break from education and is now a full fledged content creator on OnlyFans. At twenty, he makes more money than almost all of his friends. What ensues when these two meet and realise the windows in their rooms face each other? How will paper airplanes bring them closer together? - @fishnets-fingers

2022 : Masterlist #1 , #2 , #3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. 2023 : Masterlist #1, 2, 3 (June masterlist would be continued in the next list!)

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jealous confessions - best friend! coriolanus snow x fem!reader

Note: I don’t think this needs any warnings but if one needs to be added please let me know. This blurb is a bit rushed so I apologize if it’s not up to my usual level of writing!

Coriolanus was stood in the corner of the auditorium as he watched you flirt with some boy in a grade below you guys. He was a well-known cheater and player. Coriolanus was annoyed, to say the least, that you would ever allow yourself to be “woo’d” by someone like that. It was pathetic. Especially when you deserved so much better than that.

You and Coriolanus had been friends for many years. Though you had always gone to school together, you hadn’t really become friends until you both were about eight years old when some girl on the playground had pushed you simply because she didn’t like you. Coriolanus had stood up for you, exclaiming that it wasn’t nice to push others simply because you dislike them. And from there on out, you both became best friends.

At the age of nine, he confided in you about how he was living. It was in a simple, childhood sort of secretive way. But it was a secret you always kept to yourself. You never judged him, you never pitied him, you never yelled at him. You would invite him over to dinner at your house at least once a week. Coming from a prominent Capitol family, Coriolanus wanted to stay in your good graces but he couldn’t help it when his feelings for you became more than just platonic childhood friends.

He was possessive over you without even realizing it. When you both had hit puberty, your curves began to develop and all the boys in your grade began to allow their hormones get the better of them. Never Coriolanus though. He was always respectful, there for you when you needed him to be, made sure no one touched you without your explicit consent.

There had been an incident when you both were sixteen. You and Coriolanus were studying in the library when you had gotten up to go use the bathroom, telling Coryo you would be right back. And when you took longer than you should’ve, Coriolanus got worried and had walked into the hallway, seeing some boy trying to make his move on you. You were pulling away, clearly uncomfortable. And the moment the boy tried to unbutton your top, Coryo had walked up to him and punched him. Because how dare someone try to touch his best friend without her consent?

And now, here you were, flirting with someone who’s just going to do the same thing, in fact probably even worse. Because this dude will literally just make you fall for him, use you, cheat on you, and then break your heart. And who will have to pick up the pieces? Coriolanus. Though he wouldn’t mind. He liked being there for you. It made him feel confident in himself when you always came to him with your problems.

It wasn’t fair in Coriolanus’s mind. You’re his. You’re not anyone else’s. You’ll always be Coryo’s best friend.

At the end of the evening, you and Coriolanus had walked out of the Academy event. You were gushing about how that guy was so interested in you. You had that stupid beautiful smile, your cheeks were stupidly red, and you looked annoyingly ecstatic. And as you guys walked through the park that’s near your apartment building, Coriolanus was fed up.

He rolled his eyes, stopping in his tracks. “Can you please just shut up?” He exclaimed, looking over at you.

You stopped as well, furrowing your eyebrows. “Excuse me?”

Coriolanus took a deep breath. “You’ve been talking about this guy since he gave you his number,” Coriolanus rolled his eyes. He was definitely annoyed. He’ll certainly feel guilty later for telling you to shut up. “He’s not even all that great.”

“I’m sorry that someone being interested in me is annoying to you?” You said, clearly confused by Coriolanus’s reaction.

Coriolanus let out a dry chuckle. “Yeah, he’s totally into you alright.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, frowning at Coriolanus.

Coriolanus rolled his eyes again. God, how many times was he going to do that during this conversation? He really needs to stop. It could truly become a bad habit. “He just wants to get into your pants, Y/N.” Coriolanus said bluntly.

Y/N opened her mouth to respond but then closed it. Her face went from one of anger to disappointed. “You really think so?”

Coriolanus’s heart sunk as he saw your face become disappointed. He sighed, nodding his head. “He’s a known cheater,” He exclaimed. “He doesn’t deserve your time or attention.”

You frowned. “It seems everyone in the Capitol doesn’t deserve my time or attention according to you.” You said, unable to help yourself. Maybe it was said out of annoyance, you weren’t quite sure why you said it truthfully.

Coriolanus agreed. “You’re right. No one in the Capitol deserves you.” He said, pointing his chin towards you. “Because you deserve greatness and no one will ever be worthy of your time except me.”

“Coriolanus, I can’t stay single for the rest of my life simply because no one meets your standards.”

“I meet my standards,” He replied simply, looking at you with an intense gaze.

“What?” You asked.

“I like you, Y/N,” Coriolanus said, stepping closer to you. “I have for awhile now. And I think you should not allow yourself to entertain the attentions of simpleton minded people when I have been in front of you this whole entire time.”

You listened to Coriolanus with an unknown gaze. Coriolanus looked into your eyes but couldn’t tell what you were thinking at all. It was as though, for once in your life, you’ve hidden yourself from him and he didn’t like that. He wanted- no needed you to be open with him as well if he’s going to risk his friendship with you over his pathetic emotions. You didn’t reply which made Coriolanus’s heart rate heighten as anxiety started to course through him.

“I need you to say something before I think of the worse,” Coriolanus’s voice was a bit shaky as he spoke, much different than his usual compose and confident manner of speaking.

You blinked a few times as you processed his words. “Sorry, I-” You cut yourself off. “Are you-” You stopped yourself again before closing your eyes and taking a deep breath and then opening them again. “Do you actually like me or are you just saying it?”

Coriolanus frowned as he heard your words. Why would he risk his friendship with you if he hadn’t meant what he said? You’re the only person he actually gives a damn about other than his cousin and his grandma’am. The fact you’d think his feelings were not genuine stung a bit. But he shook it off. “I actually like you.”

“And you want to be with me?”

“I’ve wanted to be with you since we were sixteen.”

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” You asked.

“I didn’t think you felt the same way.” Coriolanus admitted.

“But I do,” You said softly. “Coryo, I’ve liked you since the day you stood up for me. But I never said anything because you made it seem as though dating was below you. And you never acted interested in anyone.” You sighed, tilting your head as you reached to grab his hand.

Coriolanus looked down at your hands before looking back at your eyes. He moved forward to wrap his other arm around you. “Because I’ve only ever eyes for you.” He murmured.

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MIDNIGHT RAIN — QUINN HUGHES

quinn hughes x fem!reader

part of the Midnights Fic List

summary: in which Quinn asked y/n to marry him when they graduated high school but she breaks the news that she got signed to a record label and is moving to California. 5 years later, they meet again and rekindle their romance.

notes: taylor swift does not exist in this universe… you’ll understand why. also, i think i genuinely very much dislike this one, but that may also just be me being hypercritical of my own writing. not proofread.

**PAST**

“congratulations graduating class of 2017. you did it!”

i grin, standing and joining the rest of my class and tossing my cap in the air. i’m finally free.

family and friends pile onto the football field that held our graduation and i scan the crowds of newly graduated students, looking for my boyfriend. i finally spot him over with his family, whispering with his brothers. i walk over with a wide smile on my face, and watch as his brother, Luke, nudges him, pointing my way. Quinn looks over and smiles back.

“we did it, Quinny!” i cheer when i arrive at his side. he pulls me in by the waist, dipping me into a kiss.

“we did it, pretty girl.” he whispers when we pull away.

“i have amazing news, bubs!” i can’t wait any longer, i’ve kept my secret for the past two months, not wanting to jinx it. but now that my contract is signed and i’m officially moving next month, it’s finally time that i can share the news; i signed a recording contract. Quinn has always been supportive of my dreams, and when i started posting my songs online, he was the one who predicted that i would get signed to a record label. so i know he’ll be excited when he finds out he was right.

“i can’t wait to hear it, babe. but, i have a question first.” Quinn looks towards his family. his brothers bounce on their feet and his parents are talking with mine, but both sets of parents have their eyes on us. when i see them go quiet and smile, my brows furrow in confusion and i tilt my head. but when i look back at Quinn, i understand why.

my boyfriend of three years, since the summer before sophomore year, is bent down on one knee. my eyes grow wide and i watch as he reaches into his pants pocket, pulling out a ring box.

“y/n, these last three years have been the best years of my life. you make me feel like the happiest man in the world when i’m with you.” i tear up. “you’ve been my biggest supporter since the day we met, and i’m so grateful that i get to call you mine. but now, i’d love it if i could call you my wife. will you marry me?”

tears roll down my cheeks and i’m at a loss for words. i can’t say yes. i want to say yes. i want to say yes, so badly. but i’m moving to California next month, and he’ll be staying in Michigan to go play hockey for University of Michigan.

“Quinn. i- i can’t.” his face drops and my heart feels like it’s been shattered into a million little pieces. “i got signed to a record label. i leave for L.A. next month.”

Quinn stands, nodding his head in embarrassment.

“yeah, no, yeah i probably should’ve let you tell me your news first.” he frowns.

“i’m so sorry, Quinny. i- i don’t know what to say. i would say yes, you know if the circumstances were different, i would say yes.” tears still blur my vision, but i can still see him nod.

“yeah, i know.”

**PRESENT**

Quinn and i tried to make it work after that, but our dynamic was off. and i know i bruised his ego a bit too hard for us to make it through. by the time i left for Los Angeles, we were broken up.

now it’s been five years since we broke up, and i still can’t help but think back on our relationship. sure, i’ve gone on dates and had one short-term boyfriend in the past few years, but no one has measured up to Quinn. he was my soulmate and the one who got away. lately, it seems like all i can do is write songs about him and our relationship, and my fans have definitely taken a notice. even now, i’m in my studio, recording a new song and it’s about him.

“he wanted it comfortable, i wanted that pain. he wanted a bride, i was making my own name. chasing that fame. he stayed the same. all of me changed like midnight.”

i finish off the intro and i can hear my producers voice through the speaker in the recording booth.

“that was great, y/n. i think that was the last take that we needed for that one. let’s move onto the first verse.” she says. i nod and hear the beat pick up again.

“my town was a wasteland. full of cages, full of fences. pageant queens and big pretenders. but for some, it was paradise. my boy was a montage. a slow-motion, love potion. jumping off things in the ocean. i broke his heart ‘cause he was nice. he was sunshine, i was midnight rain.”

tears gather in my eyes, pushing to fall, and i attempt to blink them away, but all the blinking does is make them spill over, rolling down my cheeks. the door to the recording booth opens and my producer, Ashley, steps through.

“hey, are you okay?” she asks sweetly, rubbing a hand on my back as i wipe away my tears.

“yeah, it’s just still really hard.” i let out a weak laugh at how pathetic i am. crying over a guy i dated five years ago. “god, i’m so stupid.”

“you’re not stupid, y/n. you made the decision that you thought was best for you at the time. looking back, would you have made the same decision?” in addition to being my producer, Ashley is also my best friend. we’ve actually been friends since eighth grade, and when she graduated college a year ago with her bachelor’s degree in music production, i hired her.

“i- i don’t know. i mean, i love where i ended up, career wise. but i miss him so much, Ash.” i reply. my tears have started to ease, but now i’m stuffed up from crying and can’t record at the moment, so i hang up my headphones on the microphone.

“then, maybe you’re a little stupid.” she jokes. i shake my head, letting out another weak laugh.

“i know what will cheer you up.” she sing-songs. “i have tickets to the Ducks game tonight. let’s go cheer for some hot hockey guys. maybe we’ll even get to embarrass Trevor.”

i smile and nod in agreement. Trevor is another close friend of mine. he’s actually the best friend of Quinn’s brother, Jack. i never met him when he lived in Michigan for USNTDP, but the hockey world is small, so i was only a little surprised when i met him last year at an Anaheim Ducks event and found out he knew the Hughes family.

“okay. let’s go embarrass Trevor.” i tell Ashley. she cheers and we leave the studio, heading back to our apartment to get ready.

Ashley and i arrived to the Honda Center about fifteen minutes before warmups started, finding our glass seats and settling in. when the Ducks skate onto the ice and we see Trevor, we jump up and cheer.

“WOOO! GO TREVY!” i scream as he hits the puck in the net for a practice shot, catching his attention. he looks over and laughs, skating over to the glass and banging in front of my face. i laugh and joke- “fancy seeing you here!”

“you guys can try and embarrass me all you want. i’m a shameless man. i’m fueled on your shouts and cheers.” he says, a wide grin on his face.

“who you chirping at tonight?” i ask. Ashley never actually told me who they’re playing against. it’s at that moment that the opposing team skates onto the ice, and i’m frozen in place when i see the Canucks.

“your ex.” Trevor wags his eyebrows before skating off to finish his warmups.

“what the hell, Ashley?” i’m angry, you can tell as much by my voice, and i know she knows why.

“it’s just watching a game, y/n/n. you still love him, it’s not like you don’t watch his games on tv.” she replies, shrugging her shoulders.

“that’s different. he can’t tell i’m watching through the tv. what if he sees me?” i spot him on the ice, talking to one of his team members, and immediately turn to face Ashley, hoping he won’t recognize me. i don’t want him to think i’m pathetic and still in love with him. it’s the truth, but it’s embarrassing enough without him knowing. i’m sure he’s moved on by now.

i’m able to make it through warmups without him noticing me, but i’m not so lucky when the game actually starts. it’s only halfway through the first period when Quinn scores the first goal of the game, and before i can think twice, i’m up on my feet clapping and celebrating.

“WOOO!” i yell, and Ashley laughs at me, teasing me about how i’ll always be an internal WAG. but i let her comments roll of my back and continue to cheer, watching as he stops not far from the glass in front of us, getting hugged by his teammates. “GO QUINNY!”

it’s then that he turns, eyes wide, and i realize i’ve made a grave mistake. my voice plus the nickname has tipped him off. he spots me, and i freeze, my hands mid-clap. i let my hands fall to my sides, and Ashley pulls me back down to my seat by the back of my jacket. Quinn’s gaze stays focused on me, and i give a small wave in return. he raises his hand back at me, and i can tell he’s still shocked to see me but one of his teammates pulls his attention back to the game.

throughout the rest of the game, Quinn continues to glance over towards me, and i regret letting Ash rope me into attending this game. it ends with 4-2, Canucks winning, and i feel bad for Trevor, but i can’t help feeling proud of Quinn. Ashley and i stay in our seats, talking after the teams leave the ice, and i get a text from a number i never thought i would hear from again.

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From: Huggy Bear 🧸🤍

meet me outside the visitors dressing room please. i think we should talk.

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the text makes me nervous. is he mad that i was here? did i upset him by being here? by cheering for him? i show the text to Ash and she says she’ll grab an uber home so that she doesn’t impose on our conversation.

i find my way to the visitors dressing room, giving my name to the security to find that Quinn had already informed them i would be coming. i stand in the hallway waiting, looking over every time the dressing room door opens. i sign a few autographs and take some pictures with a few of the players for their girlfriends or sisters while i wait.

it feels like the entire team has left when Quinn finally comes out. i watch him as he steps out, dressed back in his arrival suit.

he looks so good, it’s unfair.

“hey.” he says, walking over to me. “you were at the game.”

“i was.” i tell him, my voice cracking with my emotion. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you by coming. i didn’t even-”

“you didn’t upset me.” he cuts me off. i study his face, trying to gauge how he feels. i used to be able to read him easily, and it seems like that talent hasn’t left me. “i was surprised to see you. i’ve never seen you at any of my other games, i kinda just assumed you didn’t care now that we’re… not together.”

“i watch all your games, Quinny.” my voice is barely above a whisper. soft and anxiety ridden.

“you do?” he questions, his voice full of hope.

“yeah. well, every one i can. i’ve even missed events just to stay home and watch. i never stopped caring about you, Q. just because we aren’t together anymore, doesn’t mean i don’t think about you.” i tell him. “a lot.”

“you think about me a lot? you ever write a song about me then?” he teases, but now i’m wondering if he’s ever even listened to any of my songs.

“all of my songs are about you, Quinny.” i confess. “even my new ones.”

“you can’t- you can’t just say that, y/n. i’ll start thinking things that i know aren’t true.” he shakes his head, running a hand through his hair.

“like what?” i look at him with doe eyes, the exact ones i know he loved five years ago.

“like that i might still have a chance with you.” he says lowly. i might regret my next words, but i need to get them off my chest.

“can i confess something?” i ask.

“yeah, of course.” he replies

“if you asked me again, i would say yes.” i tell him. “if i could go back to that day, i would’ve said yes.”

Quinn’s response comes in the form of his lips against mine. his hands hold my face and i press my body closer to his. my reaction is immediate, my lips moving with his. the kiss is slow and sweet, a reconnection of two lovers. he sucks on my bottom lip before his tongue pushes past my lips, slipping against my own. i pull away before the kiss can get too heated.

“will you go to dinner with me?” he asks.

“i’d love to.”

**3 YEARS LATER**

“Q! your bridezilla wants you!”

“Jack Rowden Hughes, i am not a bridezilla!” i scold. the audacity that this boy holds. calling me a bridezilla on my wedding day.

“leave my wife alone, Jack.” Quinn sighs, walking over from across the reception hall.

“yeah. leave his wife alone, Jack.” i tease. sticking my tongue out at him over Quinn’s shoulder. Quinn looks over at me, catching me pulling my tongue back into my mouth.

“you’re such a child.” he sighs, shaking his head at me.

“what does that make you? you just married me.” i ask him.

“i’m not even gonna dignify that with a response.” he replies. i’m laughing when his mom comes over.

“is everything okay, honey? i heard you and Jack arguing.” she says.

“i think everyone in here heard them arguing.” Quinn sighs again.

“hey, at least you know she’s part of the family.” Ellen laughs.

“i’m fine, momma E. Jack was just being annoying. it’s his specialty.” i shrug. Ellen laughs, kissing my cheek before walking away. Quinn takes hold of my hand, pulling me back over to our table, taking a seat and pulling me into his lap.

“what did you want me for, pretty girl?” he asks, wrapping an arm around my waist to hold me steady.

“i just missed you.” i whisper, leaning my forehead against his. he chuckles.

“i was gone for five minutes.” he reminds me.

“i know. but you left me all alone with Jack.” i complain.

“well technically, i left you with Luke. but i feel like i should be apologizing for leaving you with either of them.”

“yes. you should.” i smile.

“how about i apologize to you later? when we get home. i can apologize to you several times.”

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The Kingdom of Wishes- A “Wish” Rewrite

Chapter 6- And The Star Answered

Chapter 5

She stopped, her arm was being held back by a large hand.

Asha’s heart was beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings.

She didn’t want to look back, she was too afraid to look and see the king’s face-

“Asha… We were all waiting for you. Are you okay?”

That wasn’t the king’s voice, it was a gentle and genuinely worried voice, that was

“… Simon?”

Asha turned around, and sure enough, Simon was holding her arm.

And Asha’s other 6 friends were by his side, they were all very worried about her.

“Why are you crying? What happened in there??” Hal rushed over to dry her tears.

“Did you just break out of the dungeon?!? By yourself?!? How did you do that???” Gabo tripped over his words

“For the LAST TIME, GABO! They would NEVER throw Asha in a dungeon for just raising her voice at them, they’re too nice for that!” Dahlia explained like that was just common sense.

And in any other kingdom, yeah it probably would be common sense, but Asha knew that wasn’t the case in Rosas.

Knowing what she knows now.

“Everyone please, let's all calm down and go talk somewhere quieter, then Asha can tell us what happened” Bazeema chimed in meekly

But Asha didn’t want to calm down and talk, no, she wanted to be alone, she was in no condition to talk with anyone.

“I- I gotta go! I can’t talk with you guys right now…”

She tried to run away again but Simon kept holding her arm, not in a way that hurted though

“Why? We just wanna help. Did they say something that made you upset?” Simon asked very concerned

Dario ran to be in front of Asha so she could see him signing to her “We’re with you on this, you did the right thing speaking up about your grandpa’s wish”

Her friends kept talking all at the same time over each other

But Asha's mind was somewhere else

How can she explain this to them?

“I- I understand wanting to be alone, Asha, I really do, but you’re clearly under a lot of stress” Bazeema stammered through her words.

That everything they've known was a lie…

“You can count on us, we’ll always be on your side” Dahlia tried to soothe her best friend

Would they even believe it?

“Just breathe, we know you didn’t do anything wrong” said Safi

And if they did, then what? They’re just a group of teens, it’s not like there’s anything they can do.

“You’ve always been there for us, so we are NOT leaving your side till you’re feeling better” Hal said determined

Asha is in danger because she knows the king’s secret, she CAN’T risk putting her friends in danger too

Gabo was the only one who didn’t look worried, he was angry, not at Asha, but at the two monarchs who made his best friend cry

“Was that narcissistic dolt rude to you?! If so, I’mma get in that castle RIGHT NOW and give him a piece of my min-“

“NO!” Asha screamed “WHATEVER YOU DO, DONT TALK TO THEM!” She was scared out of her mind.

Asha’s friends were startled, they finally went silent

Asha lowered her voice but kept trying to struggle out of Simon’s grip

“I- I’m sorry. Simon, please, let go of me— I gotta go”

“Go where!?” Dahlia asked

“I- i’ll be fine, really, I just need to be alone for a while, okay?”

Simon, for the first time since the day he gave away his wish 3 years ago, raised his voice:

“I’m not letting go till you tell us what you did!”

… What SHE did?…

Asha looked at him straight in the eyes, no longer just sad and scared, but also angry

“You wanna know what happened so badly?! What happened is that THEY WON’T GRANT MY WISH AT ALL!”

She stepped on Simon’s foot.

He let go of her.

She ran, pushing Dario and Safi out of her way in the process

“ASHA WAIT!!!” Dahlia screamed

Hal, Dario and Gabo started running after her, but of course Gabo threw one last piece of sass while running

“VICTIM BLAMING huh Simon?? Because THAT’S definitely the best way to calm down your crying friend! Great job buddy!” He said sarcastically and angrily to Simon while he ran after Asha.

(Gabo spitting facts)

All the others who stayed behind look sad, but Simon looks the saddest.

Asha can hear her friends calling her as she runs away from the castle, but she keeps running without looking back

Dario, Hal and Gabo eventually lose sight of her.

As Asha runs she keeps seeing the royals faces literally everywhere.

All her life that felt natural, why wouldn’t the people of Rosas want to paint their beloved rulers faces on the floors, walls and have statues of them everywhere?

But now, now that she knows who they really are, seeing how the people are obsessed with them is terrifying.

Eventually, after A LOT of running, she leaves the kingdom

She reaches the forest

Valentino is hopping after her with his little baby goat legs

Tears are running down her face non stop

Asha felt trapped, hopeless, desperate

She knew that by morning “her wish” will be granted

And she’ll lose her free will, her friends and her own sense of self

The king and queen will steal all of that from her and there’s nothing she can do about it.

Eventually she trips and falls on the floor

We get a shot similar to this one from Snow White

She sobs in the darkness

Valentino is now next to her, trying to help her feel better by licking her hand

That actually helps her a little, at least she’s not completely alone

She sits down and Valentino comes lay down on her lap

(Seriously little things like this make Valentino MILES better than he was in the movie, movie Valentino didn’t do ANYTHING to help Asha emotionally)

She starts petting him and takes some deep breaths

“Should I have told them?” She asks Valentino “... I wanted to, but– then what? It's not like there's anything we can do to stop them, we're just some teens…”

Valentino interrupts her bleating loudly, with a frustrated expression

She finally smiles a little bit “Right, some teens and a goat hehe…” she pets Valentino some more, her look becomes distant again “… I don’t know what to do…”

She feels a turmoil of emotions that she can’t put into words

And what does a Disney protagonist does when emotions are too strong for words?

… They sing

Sooo yeah, here’s my version of This Wish, enjoy!

Purple lines are Asha, of course

Orange is my commentary and describing what’s going on in the scene

Should’ve listened to my own instincts

No time to cry for what could have been

If I could show them everything I've seen

Open their eyes to all the lies then

Would they believe in me or in them?

(Asha begins singing still laying on the floor, she takes her sketchbook and at "Would they believe in me or in THEM" we see a drawing of the king and queen, she sketched them a few times since there's images of them all over Rosas so she might as well practice drawing poses using their likeness, right?)

Cause’ when I speak, they tell me, "Sit down"

But how can I when I've already started runnin'?

All I wanted to do

Was grant my wish on my own

But now that wish’s stolen and, I am all alone

(So when she sings "Started running" she gets up. And she walks through the forest, she's looking down as she walks looking very sorrowful)

So I look up at the stars to guide me

For I know they can send me a sign

If knowing what it could be is what drives me

Then let me be the first to stand in line

(“THROWING CAUTION TO EVERY WARNING SIGN”IS SUCH A WEIRD LYRIC AND IT COULD’VE BEEN FIXED SO EASILY! I NEVER STUDIED MUSIC WRITING IN MY LIFE AND I THOUGHT ABOUT THAT REPLACEMENT IN A SECOND WTF DISNEY!?)

(*ahem* so anyway, she looks up, now recollecting her hopes but... Once she looks up, there are no stars in the sky, because she's deep in the forest and all she sees are the tree leaves... So this is Asha's goal in this song, she's looking for a star to wish upon, she's trying to get out of the darkness)

So I make this wish

Asking us for freedom, hope and bliss

So I make this wish

To have something more for us than this

(She keeps walking while looking up, searching for any star to be wished upon.)

(Now let me break down my personal favorite change here "Freedom, hope and bliss" these three words summarizes everything Asha wants for herself and everyone else: Freedom for herself, now that she knows the royals intend to imprison her, and also freedom for everyone else that is having their wishes changed; Hope, because she wants the people of Rosas to have hope that they can achieve their own wishes without the king's help; And bliss, the joy that comes with achieving your own desires, she wants that for herself and everyone else)

(As she sings the last line, she steps on a field of grass and some fireflies start floating around her)

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah

More than this, oh-ah-ah-ah

(The fireflies fly all around her and her smile returns to her face, as she regains a little bit of hope, she sings "More than this" with her hands on her chest)

For many years they’ve been fooling us all

Yeah, they said “We’ll protect you” while being our downfall

Now what’s a girl like me supposed to do?

How do you fight a king and queen? oh and they’ve got magic too!

(We have a bit of a time skip with Asha still walking around the forest, but as she does so she's flipping through the pages of her sketchbook, and tearing off all the ones that have sketches of King Magnifico and Queen Amable. She looks at each one angrily and crumbles the pages in her hands (I'll excuse littering this one time because the girl is going through the 7 stages of grief and is currently at anger))

And all I've got is reservations and hesitations

On where I should even begin

I'm past dipping my toes in

But I'm not, no, I'm not past diving in

If I could just be pointed in any given direction

On where to go and what to do

My legs are shaking, but my head's held high

The way you always taught me to

(Yeah no changes for this verse, it’s fantastically fitting for my rewrite, and the best part of the song in my opinion. As she’s walking in the woods she encounters many different paths, she looks at all of them unsure on which one to choose. She trusts her gut and picks one of them. Asha run through this path she chose and then… She finds the tree she and her grandfather used to sit on and wish upon the stars together)

So I look up at the stars to guide me

For I know they WILL send me a sign

I'm sure there will be challenges that find me

But I can take them on one at a time

(Her heart swells, she’s full of hope as she runs to that tree knowing without a doubt in her mind that she’ll get a sign on what to do. She climbs the tree determined, and upon reaching the top, she sees it, the first star she sees tonight.)

So I make this wish

Asking us for freedom, hope and bliss

So I make this wish

To have something more for us than this

(The star she’s looking at is not very bright at all, is barely noticeable in the vast night sky full of other brighter ones, but THAT little one is the one she chooses, and she puts all her heart on the wish she’s making to this star)

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (so I make this wish)

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah (to have something more)

More than this, oh, ah-ah-ah

So I make this wish

To have something more for us than this

The song ends.

We see the night sky... and suddenly... The tiny star that Asha was looking at starts getting brighter, bigger, until it's light engulfs the entire sky.

Asha closes her eyes.

The light proceeds to shine upon all the kingdom of Rosas, and everyone that is touched by that light is overtaken by a pleasant feeling of joy and warmth.

It's very faint, but if you listen closely you can hear the sound of a laughter, the most energetic and youthful laughter you can imagine.

We cut back to Asha, who notices that the light is getting... closer.

And it looks like a big ball of light.

Coming directly in her direction at high speed.

She screams as she quickly grabs Valentino and jumps off the tree branch to get cover.

The bright light passes flying over them and landing deep into the forest. A few animals run away from the place of impact.

Asha is laying down on the grass. Obviously VERY shocked.

Valentino is under her, excitedly trying to get out to check out what that was.

"... As if this day couldn't get any crazier, I almost get hit by a meteor... On my birthday " She's quite done with all of these emotions for the day. She stands up and starts dusting herself off "Come on Val, we better go before... Whatever THAT was starts a forest fire..."

(Any other Disney protagonist would be like "oooh whats that?" and answer the call to adventure, but our girl already had enough adventure for a life time and we are not even in the second act yet ladies and gentleman)

Asha had her eyes closed while she dusted herself off, so she didn't realize that while she was talking Valentino was already happily hopping to the source of the light

She looks to where Valentino was a second ago, aaaaand he's gone

"... Valentino?"

"Maaaa! Maaa! Maaaa"

She heard Valentino's bleating getting farther and farther away... Honestly what was she expecting?

"NO! VALENTINO!! Bad goat! We don't touch stuff that comes from space! IT BURNS!!!" She runs after him.

(Oh it's gonna burn you alright)

...

(Okay I knooooow ya'll are gonna hate me for this but... *sigh*)

We cut to the villains POV

Magnifico is getting ready to use his magic to open the tower's celling, thus releasing all the wishes to be granted that night.

But he stops when he realizes... The room is getting brighter.

He looks out the window and sees it, the light engulfing his whole kingdom.

He stares at it in shock

Once the light fades away, Magnifico is gazing out the window. His face no longer visible.

We hear the BLAM of a door opening violently, the queen is running towards her husband wearing a night gown, her long hair is loose.

"What on earth was that light?!” She speaks loudly, firm and precise, confident that her husband will know the answer.

Magnifico is, for the first time since they've met, not paying attention to her...

Nah his mind is somewhere else entirely.

He looks at the horizon trying to remember something, like a memory he has been repressing but now he really REALLY needs it...

Amaya notices his distant gaze and becomes worried "... Mi rei? Is everything alright?… You think it might be a threat?"

He keeps staring at nothing until suddenly…

He starts mumbling a poem, as if he's remembering the words as he speaks:

“Shining guide of old

Guiding hearts

As bright as gold

To a desire far too grand

To be granted by a mortal hand”

“… EXCUSE ME?!?” Amaya is now even more lost, what’s he talking about?

Magnifico proceeds to the next verse ignoring his wife’s reaction… It’s like he’s trying really hard to remember the whole thing.

“With hair like light

And eyes like prism

That see the truth

And speak through rhythm”

"Darling, what is this nonsense? You're scaring me" She sounds, for the first time in the story, genuinely scared

"Do not fret, they mean no harm

As all they bring is joy and warmth

So if you see the sUN AT NIGHT

KNOW A WISHING STAR IS CLOSE IN SIGHT"

He remembered. A sun at night. That was it.

He turned to his wife with the smile of a mad man.

"I KNEW IT!" He starts laughing maniacally as he lifts her up in his arms and starts twirling around the room

Amaya is not in the mood for his romantic acts at the moment tho

"PUT ME DOWN! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS???" She usually loves her husband's eccentricities but this is too much even for him

He puts her down and tries to calm himself, still laughing while holding her by the shoulders "Forgive me my love, but you have no idea what a joyous occasion this is!"

"Well, perhaps I would if you stopped and explained to me" She’s out of patience.

"Listen. I know what that light was, I've grew up with stories about what it means, it's a sign that a being with power beyond our imagination has arrived in our kingdom" He explains like it's the most amazing thing that has ever happened to them.

Her eyebrows raise "... In what WORLD that's a joyous occasion?!"

"Oh but you misunderstand my queen, that power can be OURS… if we play our cards right." A sinister grin forms on his face "I just need to find one of my father’s old books, so I may recall the spell to absorb the being’s power"

That get's her attention "I see... But what exactly is that being?"

"… A Star" He says it in whisper as he starts walking out the room, his steps become quicker the closer he gets to the door "You may go to bed without me darling, it will take me all night to find that blasted book, but it’ll be worth it!"

"ALL NIGHT?! But, darling I-"

But he already left the room

"Oh this is going to be GREAT, just you wait my beldam! Sweet dreams!"

His voice gets farther and farther away as he runs down the stairs

Leaving a very perplexed and alone queen in the wishes room.

Magnifico won't be granting any wishes tonight.

(*phew* okay at least the scene with them is brief and it builds up Aster more with the poem... Btw did you guys like the poem? I think it turned out pretty sweet)

So we cut back to Asha's POV

Valentino pops out of some bushes, he's a few feet away from the source of the light

Asha finally catches him

"GOTCHA! HAha-" She sees what fell from the sky. It a blob of light and sparkly dust that shifts and moves around... Like it's trying to take shape "oh… wow"

She picks Valentino in her arms slowly while still staring in awe to the mysterious light.

"This is... Definitely NOT a meteor... We better go, this thing might be dan-"

A hand pops out of the light and grabs the floor.

Asha get's startled by that and hides behind the bushes.

She watches as the light keeps changing shape, she's scared but she's also... Curious.

The light forms a second arm, and then, with now both arms, it starts using them to shape the rest of itself, like a it's playing with clay.

After trying a few different body types the light takes the shape of a 5 feet tall skinny young individual, but yet with no features.

the now "teenager shaped" light starts to manifest clothes on his body, a black outfit reminiscent of something Asha would often see a prince wear in her fairytale books when she was little.

Then a large cape emerges from his back, flowing in the air with a trail of stardust underneath it.

His whole body starts coloring itself, his skin is no longer made of light, he has tan brown skin.

The only part of them that is still emitting light is his hair, that dances around slightly like the flame of a candle.

After ALL that (that would probably be a pretty quick transformation sequence, think of it like in Steven universe when the gems reform) he is now floating with his back turned to Asha, who is still hiding behind the bushes.

Asha is staring at all this no longer scared but more so intrigued, she looks closer and she realizes that somehow the boy looks like... A drawing... A moving drawing

He is 2D while everything else is animated in 3D

The being then finally speaks, while stretching their whole body:

"WOOOAH HAHAHA Okayyyyy I definitely underestimated how high up I was hahah!" It's a voice full of energy, like they can't contain their excitement, he stretches himself out some more as if to get used to their new form "Wow that was a rough landing hehehe but hey! Not too bad for my first time!"

(I picture him being voiced by Jordan Fisher but you're free to picture any voice you'd like)

The young man is gleefully laughing to himself.

He seems distracted enough for Asha to run away, so she get's up holding Valentino.

But almost as soon as she turns around she's now face to face with the boy flying above her, he's upside down. He gazes at her with bright eyes that seem to sparkle like the night sky and smiling ear to ear.

"Hi there! I heard you cal-"

"AAAAH!!!"

Asha backs away and accidentally let's go of Valentino. The goat prepares to jump on star to attack him with his little baby goat horns

"Woah woah buddy it's alright, I'm here to help-"

Aaaaand I'll just let this piece of concept art speak for itself:

"hahHAAHA that tickled" The star says while he's reforming himself back to his original shape.

Valentino looks upset that his attempt to protect Asha didn't work.

The star notices that and tries to make him feel better "Hey don't be sad, I'm sure you can land a hit on me, come on try again!" He says genuinely, like a big brother trying to be encouraging.

Valentino does try again, and this time the star makes himself fall on the floor upon being hit "OOH I've been defeated oh nooo hehehe" He says playfully while lifting Valentino up in his arms, whose now very proud of himself.

Asha watches all of this play out and she goes from scared to endeared by the boy's child like demeanor with Valentino, it's pretty obvious now that he means no harm.

She approaches them slowly looking down on the boy playing with her goat. She's still unsure what to expect but she really wants to understand what this is all about, what he is all about.

The star notices her approaching and stops playing with the goat, they gaze up to her with a beaming smile. Now Valentino is just bleating while standing on his chest like he's asking to play more.

It's an interesting contrast that now he's the one who's bellow gazing up to her, when a few minutes ago she was the one looking up to wish upon them.

"H-hi there" This time it's Asha's turn to say it, she gives the star a little wave.

He seems surprised upon hearing her voice, like it's the first time they hear a voice from up close... Well, because it is, this is the first time a human speaks directly to them... and its HER voice.

A few flowers start growing and blooming around where he's laying down. He realizes that and just reacts with a:

"Huh... Didn't know I could do this... Wonder what else can I do" The star says that second part in a whisper.

The star get's up with Valentino in his arms and hands him back to Asha

"I'm awfully sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." He notices a firefly flying close to Asha and starts trying to catch it, he’s flying around but still explaining the situation to her

She’s just watches them trying to catch the firefly kinda amused, it’s cute how easily distracted he is.

"See, I just got so thrilled when I heard you calling me that I completely forgot I had to choose what shape I’d take BEFORE I landed here heh heh that was weird, wasn't it?" The star manages to catch the firefly in his hands, his smiles widens as they look at the little bug closely, he’s fascinated by it.

"... Called you? I didn't call you, I don't even know your name" Asha says while studying him with her eyes, she's mostly amazed that he looks like a drawing but at the same time has dimension to him.

The star turns to her in surprise, like she just reminded him of something really important

"Oh yeah! I need a name, don't I? Hmmm" They ponder a little bit like he's deciding "I think I'll call myself... Aster, yeah that sounds nice, and fitting too since it means star." He says casually, looking around as they speak.

Aster starts flying around the woods, wanting to take a closer look at each little detail with wonder in their eyes, but still speaking to Asha, who’s watching him fly around amazed by the sight

"And of course you called me! You looked at me and wished for more, to yourself and your people, remember?”

Aster starts flying faster and faster, we see a trail of star dust coming out of his cape, leaving waves of light around the woods. He speaks louder so Asha can still hear:

“I'm so glad you wished upon me out of everyone else by the way! Thank you!... You were the first to do so in a while" Aster speaks that last line with a subtle hint of pain in his voice, but he’s still smiling.

Asha starts out very confused by what he's saying but slowly starts to connect the dots, her eyes widen and her jaw drops once the realization hits her.

"Wait hold on, you're- Are you telling me you’re a... A star?!" She exclaims in awe with a wide smile on her face.

Aster flies back to Asha and stops above her head, floating upside down

“You guessed it!”

Chapter 7

Final Thoughts

THIS CHAPTER TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET IT RIGHT!! Not only because I wanted it to be perfect but also because I've been so busy these past few days!

ASTER IS SUCH A SWEETIE I LOVE MY BOY SO MUCH!!! FIRST THING HE DOES IS PLAY WITH VALENTINO AND THAT IMMEDIATELY MAKES ASHA WARM UP TO HIM BECAUSE HOW CAN YOU NOT TRUST A GUY THAT PLAYS WITH BABY ANIMALS?!

Also Aster forgetting that he had to manifest a human like appearance before crashing down on earth is the equivalent of you going for your first day on a job NAKED and then you dress up there in front of your boss, like the boy is THAT excited to get there.

Did you catch that Aster quoted two Disney characters? He made a few flowers bloom and said “What else can I do” like Isabela from Encanto, and then he said “I’m awfully sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you” which is a line Prince Phillip says in Sleeping Beauty when he meets Aurora, expect a lot more references like these coming from him. He’s not gonna speak only in Disney quotes all the time but I’ll sprinkle some references in his dialogue here and there.

And speak of him SPEAKING I might make a whole blog explaining why Jordan Fisher is hands down the best choice to voice an embodiment of magic and joy, because that man is not only AN AMAZING SINGER but also just the sweetest person alive, and he’s so underrated! If you don’t know him then look him up on Spotify or YouTube, but here’s an example of him singing: https://youtu.be/KsRi-Aj9fQs?si=RRI8Jvy7AT9EA5_u

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It still cracks me up how my version of Magnifico is literally a fun house mirror version of movie Magnifico.

Like Movie Mag was like “oooh noo, what was th-that scary light😣? Someone threatened meee 🥺 I’m so scared I’m gonna use dark magic even though I’m not even sure if it was a bad thiiiing” while my Magnifico is like “*recites mysterious poem* LETS GOOOO AMAYA LETS GOOOOOOO!!! THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT THATS WHAT IVE BEEN WAITING FOR WOOOOOO!! *leaves with no explanation*” like what a chad. And I don’t even have to explain how Movie and Amaya and Queen Amable are opposites because come on.

I reallyyyy hope you guys enjoyed this little taste of Aster I’ve gave here, because next chapter will be aaaaall about them and Asha, so look forward to that! And as always

Thank You For Reading!

#Youtube #wish #disney wish #wish 2023 #wish star #wish movie #wish rewrite #disney #wish disney #wish asha #king magnifico #queen amaya #star wish #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes

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Sooo I've read loads of shinran fanfics for years >> Shinran Masterlist

And I've decided to share my good recommendations of fics about ran finding out conan's idenity (this was posted in reddit as well):

RAN FINDING OUT:

Facade by platinum-breaker

Summary: Conan did not expect Ran to suddenly corner him one day.

The Face She'd never seen by ChibiRaccoon

Summary: In all the time she had known him, Ran had never seen that look on his face.

coming back to her by readingnotes

Summary: They broke him. They broke him into so many pieces, and now they're right in front of her, not Edogawa Conan, not Kudo Shinichi; no, now she's the detective, she has to solve this jigsaw puzzle and put him back together. He won't be the same. Of course not. But she'll fix him into the person he'll become.

Artificial Anxiety by Serinox

Summary: On that fateful day in Tropical Land, Shinichi turned away from chasing Vodka when Ran called out to him. Now they are in a relationship and things are progressing nicely. But events happen, which create a kind of artificial anxiety between them, that they have to deal with. Good times are easy, but can they get through the hard times too?

BACK WHERE HE BELONGS by jojoangel01

Summary: Takes part in Shinichis rebirth. Will he seize the day he was rewarded with after getting his body back? Will he be able to control his feelings for a certain person that holds his heart? PURE FLUFF, I mean it! SR, of course! What else? [COMPLETE!]

seven-percent by AngelicSentinel

Summary: Ran finds out at the worst possible time Shinichi is Conan. Now she's got to break them both out of the Black Organisation's lab, but time is running out.

The Mystery of Conan Edogawa by funvince

Summary: Ran Mouri is tired of the lies and evasions. She is determined to get to the truth behind her little house guest once and for all. But is she really prepared for what she may find?

Ran isn't an Idiot! by Baekho0123

Summary: What if Ran knew the truth right away? What if she knew who Edogawa, Conan really is? How much will that change?

Kudo Will Die by Ichthyophobia

Summary: Kogoro finds out. Conan, miraculously, survives the revelation. But only because Ran should get to kill him first.

The Gift of Love by EsTeLweNadia

Note: happens after the reveal

Summary: AU – After the defeat of the Black Organization. Sometimes, the greatest gifts of love come in small packages. Shinichi/Ran.

Feel What You Know by impossibleorimprobable

Summary: They killed her. They killed Mouri Ran. High school detective Edogawa Conan grew up cold, ruthless, and brilliant as ever. With his help, police took down the biggest crime syndicate in Japan. In the ashes, they found a child that bore too much resemblance to a girl that should have died ten years ago. The truth must come out. But at what cost?

OTHER FICS

The Case of the Missing Detective by Krista Perry

Summary: On hiatus, NOT dead. Please see my profile for details. ) A former member of the Black Org wants the secret of eternal youth and immortality, and he thinks he can get it by kidnapping Conan. Conan begs to differ.

The Darkness Inside by Akrim

Summary: Aoko receives a bunch of foreboding messages. It could be a prank but she still decides to consult with Kudo Shinichi - just in case it was not a prank. But it's Ran instead with whom she decides to decode these messages. But things are not what they seem and soon they have spun a web of lies, secrets and danger.

SIDE NOTE: if I can find more of the fics which is under a pile of files I've kept for so long. I will edit, feel free to add your comments and suggestions!

#detective conan #ran mouri #dcmk #shinichi and ran #shinichi kudo #shinran #case closed #dcmk fanfic #kuroba kaito #kaito and aoko fanfic #ran and aoko #aoko and ran #aoko and kaito #hattori heiji #magic kaito

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multific · 1 year

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Anniversary

John Price x Fem!Reader

A simple date is all you hoped for.

John promised you a simple date for your anniversary.

But of course, he had to leave.

Just as you two arrived at the restaurant, he got a call, something about bombs before he had to rush.

You understood, you really did. But it didn't mean you weren't angry and disappointed.

Although, you were more angry at the bad guys than John or his team.

You loved John and the boys with all of your heart.

Even if you weren't an army person, they called you Mom.

'Mum's angry, Lads.' Soap would often say and to be fair, you did behave like a mother with them.

One time, Ghost and Soap did something very very irresponsible with a Mexican named Alejandro.

The three were called into John's office when you happened to be there.

You scolded them as if they were five year olds. And Alejandro didn't even know who you were, yet he felt bad.

John told you later that you sounded like a worried mother. And to be fair, you felt like one.

You didn't have kids on your own, and the boys got under your skin, so you felt it was natural you wanted them to be safe.

While they all called you Mum. Ghost called you by your name.

They all respected you.

But by the fact that you sat alone in this luxurious restaurant, you could tell maybe the bad guys also needed a good old scolding for stealing your husband from you.

John was always so sweet. Keeping you close and far from his work at the same time. He often told the others he only trusted himself with his wife, which is why you were allowed to listen to the most confidential conversations. Not that you cared, you mainly just handed tea and biscuits to the others.

Going home for your anniversary was John's idea, he wanted to have a normal date finally.

Which ended up with you eating alone and the waiter felt so bad for you, he offered your drinks to be free.

Then, you headed home. With your heels in your hands, you walked through your grass, admiring the house.

Not long after your wedding you bought this place, it was the perfect home with not many neighbours, it was private.

You let out a long sigh before opening the front door and heading inside.

You took a shower and headed to bed.

You missed John, but you also knew what you signed up for when you married him.

He didn't hide it, he didn't keep it a secret. But he was worth all the wait. He was worth all the lone nights, because whenever he returned, he more than made up for it.

Your love for one another was undeniable.

"Happy anniversary, John." you whispered into the air, saying it to no one in particular, more to yourself.

Then, you fell asleep.

You woke up to the bed creaking and someone laying down beside you. Your foggy mind barely registered what was going on until the person spoke up.

"Happy anniversary, My Love." this made you wake up a little as you slowly turned around to face your husband. "Oh, sorry for waking you."

"Hmm." you moved closer to him as he pulled you onto his chest, his arm coming to rest around you.

"It went well, quick job, in and out. No casualties, no injuries."

"Hmm."

"I love you too, Darling, sorry for leaving, I promise I'll make it up to you."

"It's okay, John. Happy to have you back in one piece."

"Oh, she can talk look at that." he slightly laughed as his hand run up and down your back. "I will really make it up, Love."

"I don't care John, all I care about is that I have you back with me. I love you."

"Hmm." he said and it made you giggle while he fell asleep.

And he kept his promise. The next day, he ordered food, lit some candles and even got some dessert.

You smiled at him as he danced slowly with you in your living room.

You were both so in love with the other, nothing could break this strong bond between you two.

Just you and your captain.

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arlenianchronicles · 1 year

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Years of preparation have finally culminated on this day. Turgon stands in what used to be his room, in the palace of Vinyamar. Early morning sunlight streams through the window and creeps across the far wall.

In the back of his mind, Ulmo calls to him. It is faint, not yet urgent. Turgon has planned his people’s departure and is certain that they shall reach the appointed spot on time. From there, Ulmo shall protect them on their way to Tumladen.

Everything is ready. Yet he hesitates, gazing unseeingly about the room. He sent letters to his father and brother in Mithrim. Admittedly, he did not give them enough time to send him their replies, if they did choose to write back at all. If he were to receive any letters from them now, it would only delay him further from departure. He cannot afford to delay any longer. He must do this.

As much as it pains him to go without proper farewells, it is his duty.

Footsteps reach his ears, furiously hurrying up the stairs beyond his room. There are many voices clamouring, getting louder, pleading, shouting. The door to his room bursts open.

Turgon turns. Standing in the doorway is Fingon. The sight of him is like a dose of ice water, and yet -- Turgon ought to have expected this. Part of him cannot help but feel relieved, glad even, to see his eldest brother one last time before leaving.

Fingon’s face is flushed from the flight up the stairs, perhaps from the entire journey here from Mithrim. At least, that is what Turgon assumes. It could very well be the heat of anger instead.

Standing behind him in the corridor are Turgon’s guards. Turgon waves his hand; it does not tremble, thank the Valar, and the guards retreat, albeit hesitantly. Fingon glances back at them to make sure they have left, then slams the door closed and turns on Turgon.

“So, this was your intention all along?” Fingon says. His voice quivers, though from wrath or from grief, Turgon cannot say. “You left us for Vinyamar. Now you are leaving us again for a city that does not exist!”

Turgon looks away. If he meets Fingon’s glistening eyes, the shield around his heart will break. “Who told you?”

“I questioned the messenger after receiving your letter. He would not tell me where this city is, only that you are departing very soon. I rode here as fast as I could.”

“We are leaving in a couple hours. Our travel must be kept secret; I trust you will not divulge it beyond Father’s confidence --”

“Oh, blast it all, Turgon!” Fingon cries.

Turgon falls silent. His heart pounds rapidly in his chest, beating like the paws of a rabbit running from wolves. After a moment, Fingon speaks. “How did you find this city?”

“I had it built in secret.”

“Where?”

“I cannot tell you. Unless you wish to join me and remain within its walls forever.”

He hears Fingon take a step into the room. “You have not even told Father. And what of Aredhel? Do you think she will take this lightly?”

“Aredhel knows. She has decided to join me there.”

Fingon sucks in a sharp breath. "So you -- you plan to stay there till the end of Arda, never to see us again? You cannot mean anything else by ‘remaining within its walls forever.’”

“The city’s location allows for it to remain guarded and secret, so long as none give it away,” Turgon explains. “If I am to ensure that there is no opportunity for that, then all who know its location must stay inside the city.” He swallows. “That includes myself. If I were caught by Morgoth outside my city --”

“You do not trust yourself to keep it a secret if you were caught?”

“Is that such a surprise?”

“You are too strong to submit to Morgoth.”

It is Turgon’s turn to be surprised, enough so that he looks at Fingon to find his brother gazing back at him determinedly. Fingon saw him almost fall to pieces after Elenwë was lost. After that, Turgon drew himself so tightly together that his face became as stone, unmoving and unbending. Locked away behind his inner defenses, he kept his anger and grief, doubt and despair. He is to become the king of Gondolin. He cannot afford to fall apart when his people need him most.

But it is still a possibility. As much as he can appear tall and stalwart in the face of Darkness, he is still just himself. He can still be broken into a thousand pieces.

“You do not believe me,” Fingon says, a note of bitterness in his voice. The sunlight catches in his golden ribbons, turning them to molten fire in his dark braids. “But I know it. You would never betray your people, or Father, or myself. You need not stay hidden in your city for all time.”

“What laws I give to my people, I must also follow. It is only just.”

“So I am to never hear from you again?” Fingon demands. “This is to be our final meeting together?”

“I will think of you and Father always.”

“That is not good enough! What if you need my help, but I cannot find your hidden city? What if Morgoth finds out and descends upon you one night, and I am not there to help you and Aredhel, and little Idril?” Tears slip down his cheeks, gleaming like crystal drops in the sun. “Mother is gone. Elenwë is gone. Argon is gone, and now -- now you might as well be! What am I to do about that?” His voice cracks and his breath hitches, chest heaving with sobs not yet released.

Turgon does not have the words. It is for my people’s safety. As a prince, Fingon would understand, but it will do nothing to heal this wound to his heart.

So he reaches out and cradles Fingon’s face, bringing their foreheads together. Fingon grips Turgon’s wrists, and eventually, his breathing steadies.

“I know you feel it is your duty as the eldest,” Turgon murmurs. “But you are no longer responsible for me, Finno. I am a leader of my own people now, and I must do what I feel is best for them. Just as you do for yours.” He gently kisses Fingon’s cheek. “I will be alright on the journey there. I think I can safely assure you of that. Ulmo has promised us his protection.”

Fingon swallows hard. “I -- that is good to know,” he says hoarsely.

“Indeed,” Turgon smiles, but the grief finally cracks through his shield, and his next words are shaky. “So you see, you need not worry too much. Alright?”

Fingon nods, unable to speak. Turgon knows not how it happens, but in the next second they are holding each other close, a final embrace. Fingon has to stand on his toes in order to properly wrap an arm around Turgon’s shoulders; he tugs insistently, so Turgon must bend down a little. Distantly, he remembers that it was slightly more awkward with Argon, but that never stopped Fingon before.

Turgon listens to his brother’s whimpering and weeping, muffled against his shoulder, and hugs him tighter. On the far wall, the sunlight lengthens, and Ulmo’s call grows clearer in the back of his mind. But that time is not yet here. For now, Turgon stands with Fingon, and lets his tears fall into his brother’s hair, unnoticed.

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I wasn’t expecting to write an entire one-shot for this; originally, it was just going to be a small snippet of dialogue, but the scene kept playing out in my head and getting longer, so I decided to write the whole thing!

If I were to make this a full-fledged fic, this scene would likely be longer with more exploration of their feelings, but as it is, I think it works well enough for an art post! Plus you get a closeup of Fingon’s anguished face! Man, I just love Fingon+Turgon angst loll

#when will i draw them with happy feels? i dunno loll but hopefully someday XDD #art #my art #tolkien #silmarillion #fanart #elves #eldar #noldor #nolofinweans #fingon #turgon #brothers #family #platonic love #my fanfiction #fanfiction #findekano #turukano

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themculibrary · 5 months

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Steve/Tony - Fake Relationship AU’s Masterlist 2

part one

Babydoll, Cover Me (ao3) - Reioka T, 1k

Summary: Steve and Tony, two of the most popular omega lingerie models, are pretending to date to keep alphas off of Tony's back. It's depressingly necessary.

cute quaterbacks (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor T, 1k

Summary: Steve and Bucky grew up as childhood best friends and are now roommates in college. Bucky dares Steve to bring a date to one of his upcoming football games after Steve suggests he could date anyone he wanted to. Enter Tony Stark.

diastolic pressure (in between heartbeats) (ao3) - firebrands M, 8k

Summary: For flame, who gave the prompt "Steve and Tony have been fake dating for a while, but everyone else thinks they're *really* in love. When a mission goes terribly and Tony is presumed dead, Steve realizes he's in love with Tony and Dramatic Shenanigans Ensue."

Not Unless I Say So (ao3) - KandiSheek E, 6k

Summary: Steve has never been booked by a client as rich or as handsome as Tony Stark, especially not to pose as a boyfriend instead of an escort. So his expectations for the evening are high.

He doesn't expect Tony to surpass every one of them.

Prom Dance (ao3) - euchan N/R, 5k

Summary: The prom dance is coming and Tony wants more than anything to win the Queen and King competition. He has two problems: he is inconveniently single for the prom and he is sure Mr perfect Steve Rogers wants to win too. He was afraid of starting other feud between them when Steve come with a creative solution.

Take Another Little Piece of My Heart Now, Baby (ao3) - blue_jack M, 27k

Summary: “I think we should get married,” Tony announced as he let himself into Steve’s apartment, plopping next to him on the couch.

the reason you ruminate the shadowy past (ao3) - Mizzy T, 20k

Summary: So, Captain America effectively manages to cockblock Tony for a year.

It's not Steve's fault. Well, actually, it is. But he was just proving a point - that if a superhero is gay, how can it be wrong? Steve just picked the wrong superhero to make the point with. Now America will think they're dating - and Tony's not going to be the guy to break Captain America's heart.

There's only one way out. To save face, Steve and Tony have to become fake boyfriends. Steve thinks the "boyfriends" bit will be the hardest to act... but maybe it's the "fake" part that will be the hardest act of all...

Think And Wish And Hope And Pray (ao3) - Loran_Arameri T, 3k

Summary: Pretending to be engaged and on vacation as a cover for a mission to retrieve stolen SHIELD weapons? Tony thinks it's a great idea. Steve doubts it.

In the end, some parts of the mission are more successful than others. Basically the title. Tony pretends he's dating Steve until...well, you know.

Triple Date (ao3) - upquark T, 3k

Summary: Tony has a cunning plan to get a date with Steve. Darcy's in it for the food.

try for the universe (ao3) - DobbyRocksSocks T, 3k

Summary: Waking up in Vegas with a ring that you didn’t have before drinking copious amounts of alcohol should only happen in the movies. Unfortunately—or perhaps fortunately—for Steve and Tony, they’re idiots and they have to deal with the consequences.

Undateable (ao3) - RiotFalling T, 2k

Summary: Steve makes the grave mistake of saying nice things about Tony. In public. Now he has to pay the price.

Steve may not actually see it like that, but Tony definitely does.

Wait & Sea (ao3) - Lenalena E, 53k

Summary: In which Tony and Steve get sent on an undercover mission aboard a cruise ship to make contact with Hydra. In this AU the military has kept the discovery and defrosting of Captain America a secret, so Steve and Tony have never met before. Yet they are to pose as newlyweds....

We're Going Off-Script (ao3) - ishipallthings T, 5k

Summary: “Or, maybe you just need practice?” Steve blinks at Tony’s question, confused. Maybe Tony needs more sleep than he thought. He’ll have to check with JARVIS.

“Practice - at dating?”

(Steve needs help in the dating department. Tony is happy to help out, because he’s a very good friend. That’s definitely the only reason.)

#themculibrary #masterlists #steve rogers #tony stark #stony #fake relationship #fake relationship masterlist #fake relationship stony #stony masterlist #m/m

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padfootdaredmetoo · 1 year

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Hi Dear !

I love your work, like, it's so good !

Could you do one with a curvy reader x Thomas Shelby ? (And with short hair, like a Peaky cut, but longer at the top)

Like she is naturally nice and kind to everyone. But she would do anything to protect the family while always being nice (I mean, she don't use bad terms (sorry if it don't mean anything, English isn't my first language 😅)). Thomas love her for being so amazing

Thank you !

Love you ❤️

Hey Anon, Thank you for waiting so long! Hope you enjoy this one. It's a bit on the darker side which I hope is alright.

Warnings: Reader is assaulted (not descriptive just unwanted touching) Violent murder of problematic peaky characters because I'm bitter.

You kept the sides of your curly hair as short as possible leaving a very unfeminine angle to your facial features or at least that's what people told you. It was unsettling and created too much of a contrast with your very feminine curves. You rolled your eyes and looked at yourself in the mirror and thought about the last time your hair was shoulder-length...

You would have been about 13. Just barely a woman and no matter how hard you tried to stay away from them you would always find yourself back with the Shelby boys. That cold day down by the cut, one of the girls from school wanted to prank you and cut off a massive piece of your hair. Tommy being 4 years older and infinitely cooler, decided there was only one way to fix it. People never gave you a hard time over it knowing whose hand was responsible for the cut.

Your initial reaction was burning hate, but seeing that he liked it was enough to make you forget it. Soon enough the hair came with a very safe place amongst the boys and endless troublemaking.

Fast forward what felt like a million years you sat on the edge of the bathtub in your fancy bathroom and lit a cigarette.

Looking out the window the sun was almost down and it was just about time to get ready. You looked over the soft red fabric of the dress hanging on the back of the door. You tried to think of a way to escape the evening, but you wouldn’t leave Thomas or the family in such a state.

After a few more drags of your cigarette, you finally put it out and got to work. It didn't take you too long to get ready looking in the mirror you were very happy with the way the shimmery fabric clung to your curves. Adding a large diamond necklace Tommy had gifted you it was time to get downstairs.

You looked over everything satisfied with the arrangements. You gave a sigh as you looked over the room, for once the type of people it was built for would be in your home. You clenched your fists struggling with the task before you. Normally your role in the blinders was to do what you did best of all. Talk to people. You had a way of making people tell you all their secrets and fears. You’d been able to reason and care for people ultimately saving them from destruction. It annoyed Thomas more than anything and yet it was a skill that benefitted his efforts most of all.

A strong arm wrapped around your waist pulling you from your thoughts.

“It’s just a room, love.” He whispered in your ear and you relaxed against his frame.

“I don’t want to do this Tom.”

“I’ll let you renovate it then, eh? Soon as this is over you can fix it -”

“You know that’s not -” You whispered shaking your head.

“I know.” He whispered in your ear placing a kiss on your temple. This was not the time to talk about the things weighing on your heart. He held you there for a moment letting you breathe.

Then the chaos started. John and Arthur showed up looking grim and mildly annoyed. They were to be on the property but not at the actual dinner.

“You look nice,” John said giving you a weak smile. Arthur’s eyes told you all you needed to know. They were as miserable and angry about this as you were.

“We’ll make sure nothing bad breaks out,” Arthur said in a low voice and you gave him a nod of thanks. They went to wherever they were to be stationed for the evening.

You took a deep breath, every body was human at the end of the day. You could save these people. Bring them to the light. Like everyone they just need a little kindness.

They were a half hour late and you bit back your bitterness at the way his hands lingered on your skin.

“What a lovely wife you have here Thomas.” His dark eyes studied you and there was nothing soft about his words. “Heard lots about you over the years.” Oswald then introduced his new wife. Diana looked too much like all of Grace’s worst qualities. Acid burned in your veins and you pushed it down to introduce yourself.

They went right into business wasting no time on pleasantries. Something you were initially grateful for, hoping that it would speed up the meeting.

Your initial plan of all anyone needs is some kindness and good words were thrown out the window when things moved to the sitting room. Oswald insisted on sitting next to you on the sofa, and you watched as Diana’s eyes devoured your husband.

You would do anything for your family. You repeated the thought over and over hoping it would push the obvious sight from your mind.

Listening politely and trying to find a way to get a word into the conversation your hand found a very lucky prize tucked into the couch cushions.

Your fingers brushed the cold metal and you remembered Polly opening letters the morning before. It being there gave you the slightest bit of comfort.

Then the obvious but also unthinkable happened. His hands were running up your leg towards your hip. In all your life, in all these situations this was one thing that was never a possibility. A man touching you in your husband's presence.

The realization of the power these two had over him felt like a punch. Goosebumps covered your skin and you watched as Diana made her move on Tommy.

“Your eyes look so surprised, surly you've done this before?” his mustache tickled your ear and something broke inside you.

Thomas had led you through some dark things, but nothing so dark that your light couldn't shine through and remedy the situation. People in need always won the battles you and he staged.

Did Thomas know this was the plan? You were hesitant enough about dinner, so why bother telling you this was where things were headed?

Maybe he wanted to sleep with her?

All the horrid words that were spoken over dinner hit you in full force as his mustache tickled your neck. Wet lips slobbering on you. Without care if the world ended your fingers clutched the letter opener, and the next thing you knew it was firmly embedded in his neck.

He made a terrible sound and you were covered in blood. A gun shot rang out and you abruptly stood up.

“OH GOSH oh my - gosh - Mother of gosh - sweet freaking gosh. I - I Oh my gosh.” Arms were wrapped around you and you realized it was Arthur. He picked you up like you weighed nothing and carried you out of the room.

“She almost cussed that time,” John said as if impressed.

“FUCK SAKE - EVERYTHING IS F- FUCKED.” The sound of a lamp smashing was quickly silenced by the heavy wood of the kitchen door.

“Stay here, love.” Arthur gave you a pat on the back and placed a bottle of whiskey in front of you. He made a phone call in the hallway before returning to your shouting husband.

An unknown amount of time passed before you felt Polly’s weathered hands grabbing your shoulders.

“Let's get you cleaned off.” All you could do was nod.

Polly took you up to the room she claimed as hers when she stayed over and got you into the bath. She scrubbed all the blood off of you as you shook. Eventually, she rinsed you one last time before filling the tub up with clean water.

“What happened?” She asked as she pushed the curls from your forehead.

“Polly I-I-I can do it. You know. I’ve always been able to fix things and wow people. Try to bring them to the light, and change their minds about their horrible choices. In my head, we are always the good guys.” You took a few deep breaths. “But they were just. Really awful. I’d do anything for the family Pol I would and I have. I just - gosh - his hands were all over me and she just kissed him.” You were still in disbelief that your husband would put you in such a situation.

“That wasn't supposed to be the plan.” She whispered running her thumb across your cheek. Her eyes held a pain in them that you immediately wanted to take away.

“then my fingers sunk into the space between the armrest and the cushion, and your letter opener had fallen through. I grabbed it and just snapped-”

“You did what Tommy couldn’t. Don’t feel anything about it. He’d been after them for months, all of this was to set up some big event to take him out. Either way, he was going to die at the hands of a Shelby.” She shrugged. “Might as well have been my letter opener.”

Tears started to prickle in the corners of your eyes. This wasn't who you were. You didn't kill people or deviate from plans -

“Sometimes death is a kindness.” She kissed your forehead and you let the words sink in. Somehow you doubted that Brittian would miss him or Diana.

Getting dressed you had a moment of realization. There was one other man that you knew relatively well… the man that dragged Thoams into this mess in the first place.

You dialed the phone number and did what you did best. Chatted.

When you came downstairs you saw everyone in the kitchen looking positively worn from the night's events. Thomas looked at you and immediately motioned for you to come sit on his lap. You stood at the head of the table.

“Alright, once I was thinking clearly again.” You cleared your throat. “ I had the realization that a friend owed me a favor for something ages ago. Everything here is sorted.”

“What kind of favor?” - “Who?” Tommy and Arthur asked at the same time.

“Well doesn't matter what happened, but a while back I helped clear something up for Mr.Churchhill so I thought I’d ring him and see what he thought about all this-”

“At this hour-” “You don’t call in favours-” John and Arthur started talking over each other while Tommy gave you a hard stare.

“What kind of favor is that big?” Tommy asked in a low voice.

“Like I said I can’t really say. All you need to know is everything is fine. People will be by in the morning for the bodies.”

The thought of not having to dig holes in the middle of winter seemed to win John and Arthur over. Tommy looked put out over the situation and for once you enjoyed holding all the cards close to your chest. For once everyone else can drown in the mystery and do what they're told.

You came over and sat on his lap. His fingers curl tightly into your skin. He had a lot of explaining to do before you would forgive him, but his grip on you let you know he wasn't happy with the situation.

After drinks and everyone seemed sure you were alright the boys headed home and Polly went upstairs to bed. You expected his mood to turn sour and for him to cuss you out. Instead, he just rested his head on your chest. Without thought, your hand went to brush along the side of his head.

His grip didn’t loosen and he gave out a shaky breath. Suddenly you realized that this had most certainly not been the plan, you got hurt, had to do awful things, and then go off and fix the situation. His plan failed and put you in danger. He was ashamed.

Not something you’d ever noticed before. Part of you wanted to hear him say it, and apologize. Then you realized his embrace was enough. Knowing he was afraid and seeking comfort in you was enough.

“I-”

“Don’t I don't mind. It’s handled that’s the main thing.” You said firmly wanting more than anything to put this mess behind you. You expected that to be the end but he only nodded and went back to holding you. No other sound other than the fire crackling.

You thought back over all the things the two of you had been through over the years. You knew that this would simply fade into the tapestry along with all the other hard stuff.

#Tommy shleby #Thomas shelby #Tommy shleby x reader #Thomas shelby x reader #Shelby family #Shelby family fic #Peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fic #Tommy shelby imagine #Tommy shelby request #Tommy shelby fic #thomas shelby imagine #Thomas shelby request #thomas shelby fanfic

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booksteaandtoomuchtv · 8 months

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For You I Would Crawl (1/1)

AO3 Summary: Emma has a nightmare.

Tagging: @anmylica, @elfiola, @goforlaunchcee, @jrob64, @kmomof4 , @stahlop, @teamhook, @tiganasummertree, @undercaffinatednightmare, @xarandomdreamx, @zaharadessert

Author Note: Another fic brought to you by a song.

Emma looked pale under the flickering blue light coming from the television screen as it continued to play the programme she played before drifting to sleep. Killian slowly and gently removed the clicker from Emma’s grasp, holding his breath to keep his hand steady. Once he’d freed the device, he lowered the volume so she could continue resting. His attention strayed quickly from the absurd antics of the people on the screen to the stunning woman lying in his lap.

Sleep had relaxed her features into an expression that made her look younger, almost childish. He marvelled, once again, that he was the man with whom she had chosen to share quiet moments like this one. Even after a few years of marriage, he was still astounded that he had somehow earned the honour of her trust and was permitted access to the achingly beautiful vulnerabilities his swan kept tucked away. The way she softened so completely in her sleep, the way she always curled onto her left side once she’d fallen asleep and the sigh she made once she finally crossed into the lands of Morpheus were tightly guarded secrets shared with no other living soul.

Her face scrunched up tight and she mumbled lowly in her sleep. Killian smoothed the crease that was deepening between her eyebrows. “I’m here, love. You’re safe,” he spoke lowly, more of a rumble in his chest, trying to ease the concern on her features without waking her.

“Don’t go,” she whimpered. Killian froze, his heart breaking at the pain and loss that even sleep could not keep from her voice.

“Killian?” Her pleas tore his heart into more pieces, “No, please, Killian.”

“Love, I’m not going anywhere,” he murmured into her ear. He begged the universe, the gods, Morpheus - if he were real, to let her hear his words, to allow her that small comfort.

When she cried out again, he decided that he could not allow this to continue any longer. He hauled her up so that she was resting on his chest and gently nudged her with the curve of his hook until her eyes slowly cracked open. Her gaze was unfocused, the dream still playing behind them.

“You were dreaming, love.”

“I lost you. You were swallowed by the storm.” Her voice was quiet and woven with sleep and the desperation left by her nightmare. He rubbed his thumb soothingly along her cheek, lifting her head gently to catch her gaze.

“Emma, love, I am a better captain than that,” he reassured her gently with a crooked smile on his lips. Emma nodded, but her features were still haunted by whatever awful images her mind had conjured in her sleep. “I’ve faced many a storm and outrun curses,” he added as evidence to his previous claim.

“I know,” she sighed and rested her head heavily on his chest. “I know,” she said again but it sounded like she actually believed her words this time. She nestled into his chest and he wrapped his arms tightly around her.

“If a storm ever did pull us apart, I would find my way back to you. Your presence tugs at my heart with more clarity than even the stars can match. Nothing could keep me from you. I would crawl back to you, Swan, if I were unable to walk. I would not rest until you were back in my arms.

“If you wished it, I would find a way to join you in your dreams and keep you safe even there. Don’t you know? There is nothing I would not do for you, Swan. No place that I would not go. No torment that I would not endure.”

Her sweet sigh drifted up to him moments later as she returned to the shores of the dreaming.

He pressed a kiss onto her temple. “Sweet dreams, my love. I’ll keep the nightmares away.”

#For You I Would Crawl #Emma x Killian #Emma Swan #Killian Jones #Captain Swan #killian x emma #ouat captain hook #cs fanfic #ouat #ouat fanfic #cs ff #fic by Jas #inspired by songs again #inspired by New York to California #cs ficlet

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colourstreakgryffin · 7 months

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Hello! It’s the Kanao anon again. I know I’ll said I’ll wait for a bit, but my mind is super fixated on the wonderful way you wrote. This will probably my last request for a bit as I’ll be busy, but can you please do a continuation of Kanao x Jealous Male Reader, with maybe the Reader/Dokusha telling Kanao of their feelings and just how much she meant to them? Thank you, and please take your time!

Oooh! Okay, I can definitely try this and I know exactly how to end it! It’ll be perfect! Thank you for the Kanao ask, it was nice to write for solo Kanao

Tsuyuri Kanao- Feeling Flop

“Hey… Tsuyuri, can I tell you something?” You spoke softly, effectively breaking the slight uncomfortable silence built up as that single request had Kanao turning around and tilting her head in curiosity. Huh? What do you want to tell her? She isn’t the best when it comes to keeping secrets or talking about problems? Sure, she really does care for you and your health but if something is wrong, she doesn’t feel like she is good enough to be relied on

However, she could never reject you in any sense. You mean so much to her so she lets out a instinctive soft yet beautiful smile and averted her body from the side to facing you, to show you that she is paying all her focus onto you. You two were eating lunch together in a patient wait for the other three slayers, Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke to be finished with their vigorous training

Even if Tanjiro was a nice boy and you wouldn’t doubt that he has much likability, you couldn’t stand him and you were beyond jealous of him. He won your longterm crush, Kanao over like that with no issue whilst you had been trying to catch her attention from the very beginning. Weren’t you kind enough? What did Tanjiro have? Are you really not that good enough as a man or as a boyfriend?

“Yes, Dokusha?” Kanao smiled gently, shuffling the bento off her lap so she could better pay attention to you. Taking a deep breath to stabilise your rapidly beating heart, a half of you couldn’t believe you were about to actually admit how much you like him, how much she means to you and how long you have been hiding everything for. Kanao was rather nervous, what were you going to say to her?

Were you done with being her friend now… she seriously hoped that wasn’t the case as after a few more seconds, you finally begun to speak

“I… I really like you, Kanao”

… What?!

Kanao’s gorgeous pastel purples widened in shock at you as her hands clutched together to try suppress her amazement, she could tell exactly what you meant without you needing to describe it. Love, you love her?! Is she hearing things? This must be some weird joke or prank!

“Like… more than as a friend. I’ve liked you ever since we met… ever since we’ve been training together under Ms. Kocho. You may think you don’t have any personality but you do, you’re compassionate, you’re protective, you want all of us to be safe. You’re a wonderful person and… I can’t help myself. I love you, Tsuyuri Kanao, I want you to know that…”

Your cheeks were burning with flustered rosy red as you kept fiddling with your thumbs. Finally getting this piece of truth off your shoulders was like being able to kick off such a heavy weight from your chest. The light-hearted, light-headed feeling was like heaven. You knew you may have messed up your years of friendship with her but you were willing to adapt

Anything to be able to stay in her life as you gazed at her with hopeful, curious eyes. Your gaze made her feel even more prickly. Not a good prickly, she didn’t know what this feeling was but she didn’t want to feel it. Was it rejection? She did like you, you’re amazing but… she also likes Tanjiro… and a lot. She just kept looking at you with slightly parted lips, her brain skipping over repetitively to try come up with something

Shit… what does she say? She doesn’t know, she doesn’t know how to answer. Should she flip a coin to decide?

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When asked this question in the past, my answer was maybe but probably not. However, at this point, I find it hard to believe Horikoshi hasn’t been planning on pairing Izuku and Katsuki for years, if not since the beginning of the manga. At the very least, there are major plot holes if Izuku doesn’t have romantic feelings for Katsuki. If Horikoshi isn’t planning on at least that much, he has written himself into a corner.

While there are many reasons, the biggest at this point is how Katsuki has served as Izuku’s trigger and Izuku’s response to that. While we have seen Izuku triggered several times now, specifically when he manifested Blackwhip he was told point blank why it happened. After being taunted by Neito (who insulted Katsuki on Hitoshi’s recommendation) Izuku manifested Blackwhip and lost control of it. He had to be brainwashed and ended up in the Vestige mindscape where the former Blackwhip user, Daigoro told him that it was responding to his emotions and that he needed to control his heart.

However, when he discussed it with Toshinori and Katsuki (chapter 217,) Izuku lied to them and told them he had no idea what could have triggered it, even going so far as to suggest that it may have been some external catalyst.

When you look at the other times Izuku has been triggered, the common factor pretty much always comes back to Katsuki. He saw Katsuki was the student the Sludge Villain had taken. He heard Katsuki was being targeted during the summer training camp and then watched as Katsuki was taken. He manifested Danger Sense when Katsuki took a hit for him and went absolutely feral on Shigaraki who, after impaling Katsuki, said his sacrifice was pointless. (Sharing images from that last one because, quite frankly, Izuku breaking the Rivet Stab blade with his teeth is freaking awesome.)

Again and again, it’s always Katsuki who sets Izuku off, and though being his trigger alone isn’t enough to prove that Izuku feelings towards Katsuki are romantic, the fact that he lied about it does. Izuku has never made secret how much he admires Katsuki. He has been laying on the praise since the very start of the series, both to others and to Katsuki. Moreover, at this point, most of the people in his life think he’s completely selfless and would sacrifice himself to save anyone. Heck, that’s why Toshinori chose him as his successor in the first place. All Izuku had to say in there was that he was upset over Neito insulting Katsuki, no further explanation needed. No one would have been surprised.

I’ve seen it suggested that Izuku didn’t want to upset Katsuki by bringing up the specific insult (that being that Katsuki had ended All Might,) but even that doesn’t really track. If it was only Katsuki he wanted kept in the dark, he would have told Toshinori later, “Hey, this is what actually happened, but I didn’t want to remind Kacchan…” In fact, that would have been the smart thing to do even if it wasn’t true, because then Toshinori, the only teacher he had at that point who knew about One For All, would know that Katsuki was his weak point. But Izuku lied to them and never offered either an explanation as to why.

In fact, around this same time, we started getting less and less of Izuku’s narration and thoughts. When the manga began, Izuku narrated a lot and we got into his head a lot. We were always getting his thoughts both in the moment and retroactively through narration. Now, we get almost nothing. We’ve had narration from Katsuki and Ochako, but Izuku’s internal perspective has been largely kept from us for quite some time. The only reason an author makes a switch like that is because whatever the character is thinking/feeling would spoil the story. The only thing that really makes sense with the pieces Horikoshi has played is for Izuku to have romantic feelings towards Katsuki.

Horikoshi’s writing thus far demonstrates a lot of careful planning and patience. He plays the long game with tons of foreshadowing, set up, and build up. Given how he’s handled other lengthy plotlines, I cannot imagine him leaving this massive plot hole. I can’t even imagine him having stumbled into it either. He’s not the sort of writer to write himself into a corner. Until proven otherwise, I have to believe this has all been intentional, and you don’t set up your protagonist like that in as hopeful a story as MHA is, only to have it fizzle out either. While there is plenty of evidence that Katsuki reciprocates Izuku’s feelings, the tone and themes of the story alone suggest the protagonist is getting a complete happy ending. In all likelihood, he’ll “defeat” AFO, he’ll “save” Tenko, and he’ll find out that the person he’s in love with feels the same.

And that’s all without touching on the dozens of additional romantic tropes Izuku and Katsuki have been written with, many of Izuku’s other telling behaviors, how the other characters respond to them, or any of the evidence as to Katsuki’s feelings for Izuku. Personally, I still don’t want to get my hopes up, because I’ve seen writers set everything up beautifully only to either lose their nerve along the way or for their publisher/network/producer/etc… to step in and force a change. However, at this point, I feel it’s impossible not to have at least a little hope that this has been the plan all along because if it is, this is one of the best written stories I’ve ever enjoyed.

Edited to add: With the latest volume release, I am now wholly convinced Horikoshi plans on Izuku and Katsuki as the endgame ship for the series. Volume 37 saw its Japanese release last month (Jan ‘23) and with it brought the biggest piece of evidence for the ship (ironically enough, rooted in Katsuki’s death.) During the volume, Katsuki dies fighting Shigaraki and the heroes remaining on the field work together to bring him back and hold off Shigaraki while Izuku continues to return to the fight. Specifically, Edgeshot is using his quirk and his own body to repair/replace Katsuki’s heart.

On the back cover of this volume is a message from Edgeshot telling Katsuki not to give up, that the guy he’s waiting for, Deku is on the way, and that he (Edgeshot) won’t let him die. While the whole message is quite romantic, it ends with “Connect yourself to your future where you dreamed of your ideal.” (Point of interest, “connect” in this sentence is Tsunaide, the same word used in Izuku’s description of a boyfriend during Himiko’s confession, and the same root for Best Jeanist’s name Tsunagu.)

Then, when you flip open the volume, this image is the title of the table of contents:

Here you see Edgeshot’s head and his body stretched out to spell the word “contents”. The end of his thread is wrapped around Izuku.

While the message and image are already very romantic, it takes on an additional level of symbolism when you consider the color of Edgeshot’s quirk: red. The Red Thread of Fate, also known as the Red Thread of Marriage is one of, if not the biggest and most explicit romance tropes in east Asia. Based on Chinese mythology, the belief is that Yue Lao (a god in charge of marriage and matchmaking) ties together soulmates with an invisible red thread. That thread then compels the two people together so they can find their true love.

The myths surrounding the red thread are ubiquitous in Japan and east Asia. There is no way Horikoshi is unaware of them and just so happened to include this imagery and language by accident. At this point, the only way I could see them not being confirmed canon by the end of the series, would be if Shonen Jump refused to published Horikoshi’s intended ending.

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Lovers and friends

Summary: From friends to lovers all thanks to Obi-wan ;)

Parings: Anakin Skywalker x reader

Word count:3,594

A/n:Thought of this one out of the blue last night while watching clone wars and I had to get it down before it left my mind! Fair warning I will be spam posting fics very soon so you might see a lot of me unlike this past week lol! Thank you guys for reading hope you like it!xx

(not my gif :))

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To say you were nervous was the biggest understatement of your life.

Anakin had asked you to meet him in his room because he had something very ‘Important’ to tell you that he’d been hiding for quite some time.

Your heart jumped as soon as he said those words.

He was your bestfriend and you don't know when it happened but you began to see him as more.

Scared of what your feelings would do, you kept them hidden in fear of rejection.

This was almost 4 years ago and now you were on your way to his room too scared to allow yourself to hope he was actually going to confess he felt the same.

Standing in front of his door you fixed yourself a little before knocking.

“Hey there babycakes come in, quick.” he said, pulling you in and shutting the door.

The stupid nicknames he gave you never failed to make you smile.

“So what is it that you’ve been hiding from me for months? I'm insulted by the way.” you said jokingly really your heart was pounding.

“ I‘ll tell you but swear to me you wont tell a soul.” he said in a serious tone.

Dropping your smile you looked at him and took his hand, “Ani when have I ever betrayed you.” you said looking into his eyes.

Smiling at you once more he felt relieved, “Well, I know it's not allowed by the Jedi order to have attachments but,” he paused and your heart was about to burst in happiness, this was it.

“Padme and I , we’re together now, we have been for some months actually.” he finished smiling, watching you for any signs of a reaction.

You stayed still as you felt your heart break into a million pieces, if you hadn't known how to hide your feelings so well you might have lost it then and there.

“Y/n? Say something please?” he asked after a while.

“ I uh I don't know what to say,” you paused trying to put on your best front for him.

“Aren't you at least happy for us?” he asked, worried you’d turn against him.

Us. And there it was the missing piece to the blade he’d stabbed into your heart.

It wasn't Anakin and y/n ‘Us’, it was Padme and Anakin ‘Us.’

You felt extremely sick and needed to get out of there and far away from him.

“Of course, your happiness makes me happy Anakin, don't worry your secret's safe with me.” you said pulling your hands away from him and bee lining it for the door.

“Where are you going? It's Friday, Breakfast at Barbs?” he asked as he tried to take your hand once more but you quickly dodged it.

“Gonna need a rain check, Yoda asked to see me before coming here. Bye Anakin.” you said quickly before walking out.

Saddened by your rejection of your tradition Anakin let you go not knowing what to do with himself, you never rainchecked him.

As soon as you were out of sight you ran, hand covering your mouth to hold in your sobs until you reached your room where you were finally able to let it all out.

For the rest of the day Anakin hoped to ‘bump’ into you and talk but to no avail he found you nowhere.

He wouldn't have either way, you spent the rest of the day trying to piece your heart back together as best you could before you had to come out of your room.

Deciding to do some meditation you allowed the light to embrace you feeling its warmth and just for a second you forgot about the day you thought would be one of the best but actually turned out to be the worst.

Sighing, you opened your eyes.

It was no use it all came back as soon as you opened your eyes.

Suddenly there was a knock on your door.

“Y/n it's me, Obi-wan.” Obi-wan said quickly you relax.

Opening the door you hoped your puffy face didn't give anything away.

Taking in your sad features his heart went out to you.

“Good evening master, how can I help you?” you said making him smile, even in your lowest moments you were still respectful.

“ I just wanted to check on you, something strange happened today and it worried me.” he said nodding, asking if he could come in.

Stepping aside you let him in, “Is everything alright Master?” you asked worriedly. Missing a day sometimes meant a lot more than expected.

“Not to worry Y/n, the council is fine, it's Anakin I ‘m worried about.” he said as he took a seat out on your balcony he wanted you to get some fresh air.

“Anakin?” you asked confused.

“He asked me if I‘d seen you today, usually you two are attached by the hip. Is there something going on?” he asked with concern evident on his face.

Sighing you looked down, “Just didn't feel like myself is all, I ‘ll be back tomorrow master.” you said.

“Y/n, I came here as a friend not a master, what did he do?” he asked and finally your character broke.

“It’s me Obi, it’s my fault I fell for him and I can't pull myself back up anymore.” you said burying your face in your hands.

“ I know Y/n, I‘ve always known.” he said smiling softly, he had always imagined you and Anakin ending up together.

He saw the way you looked at him, but the way he looked at you was even more intense so when he saw your sadness he was confused.

“Well, he doesn't feel the same way he made it very clear today.” you said looking down at your hands.

Sighing Obi-wan wanted to know more but decided he had already pushed you enough.

“Well, if I can help you feel better in any way you let me know, I want to help you Y/n, you may not be my Padawan but you are my friend.” he said as he took your hand.

Holding onto his hand you looked him in the eyes and hoped he’d agree, “ Keep him busy and away from me, please?” you saw hesitation in his eyes.

“At Least until I can overcome this, have my back?” you asked again.

Finally he agreed, he didn't know how he’d get his stubborn Padawan to listen but he’d try for you.

“ I will do my best, Y/n but please do come to me if you need a shoulder to lean on. I am always here.” he said smiling at you one last time before leaving your room.

His words brought you a bit of peace and hope that tomorrow wouldn't be so bad, all you had to do was get through the day.

Anakin woke up bright and early hoping he could sneak you away for the day and spend time together since he missed you yesterday.

Just as he was about to head in your direction he stopped, “Anakin there you are, walk with me.” Obi-wan said, walking in the opposite direction.

Sighing, Anakin stood in place, “Um master, actually I was hoping I could find Y/n?” he said hoping he’d give him a break.

“No need Anakin, she's gone.” Obi-wan said as he continued to walk knowing Anakin was now following him.

“G-gone? Where did she go? Is she alright we need to go get her.” he said immediately walking towards the landing bay worried about your wellbeing.

Smiling Obi-wan chuckled, how could he not realize his feelings?

“It's alright Anakin she’s fine and on a mission with Plo Koon they won't be back anytime soon.” he said as he watched Anakin's face shift from worry to disappointment.

“Oh, well alright, any date of return?” he asked, scratching the back of his neck.

“Maybe a week or so depends on how the mission proceeds.” Obi-wan said as he began to walk again.

Anakin felt a pit in his stomach, a week? You’d never been apart for that long before it was already driving him insane.

“Everything alright Anakin?” Obi-wan asked as he watched him begin to fidget with his cloak.

“Yes, Master it's just we were supposed to go to Barbs yesterday but we didn't and I thought we would do that today is all I ‘m sure everythings fine.” he said with a small smile.

Obi-wan felt terrible for keeping him away from you, but if it's what you wanted, he’d try.

Over the course of the week Anakin sent you messages to which you replied with one worded answers, occasionally two.

He began seeing Padme less and less and when he did all he did was talk about how you’d become so distant.

He spent more time sulking in the temple zoning out on your empty seat during mission briefings and meditations with the council.

He missed his silly best friend that never hesitated to make him smile, up until this point you hadn't answered not one of his calls.

He missed your voice.

The way you’d smile at his side comments during briefings, how you got excited for him everytime he was in the good graces of the council.

Overall, he missed the way you understood him, everyone saw him as an arrogant asshole who got privileges because he was brought in as the ‘chosen one.’

But not you, you saw him as Anakin and he loved you for it.

Suddenly he froze, he hadn't ever dared to have said it outloud.

Afraid of rejection and losing you all together he hid his feelings and tried to fall for Padme, she was beautiful, kind and had endless good qualities.

And for a second he thought it could work.

Now he didn't know so much, all he knew was that he needed you back by his side. He was losing his mind.

Deciding to see if his master had any good news for him he went to the briefing room where the council had been speaking to Plo Koon and possibly you.

Walking in he searched for his master but was quickly distracted when his eyes met your hologram figure.

“Y/n!” he said, excited he finally got to see you.

You looked beautiful and he knew the hologram didn't do your beauty any justice.

Looking over your shoulder you turned around and smiled, “Hey Skywalker, glad you could join us.” you said honestly.

Even though you’d asked for space you still missed him, it was nice to see him happy.

For a second you thought, He was happy because of Padme not you.

Cringing at the thought you turned back around and continued listening to Master Koon.

Just as the meeting was about to end you gave Anakin one last glance as you ended the call quickly before he could get another word in.

Sighing Anakin felt defeated, he wished he had more time.

“Everything alright Anakin?” Obi-wan asked, secretly he hoped he’d finally confess his feelings and you too would finally get together but for now he’d just do his part.

“Yes, Master she looks to be doing great.” he said, she looks even more beautiful he thought to himself.

God did he long for her touch.

“ I‘d hope so, they delivered good news, they are on the way back now they should be back soon.” Obi-wan said, smiling as his dear friend pirked up and smiled again.

“Really? Well that's wonderful, Barbs is waiting for us.” he said excitedly finally he was getting you back.

That night Padme called him and to no avail the conversation almost instantly turned about you annoying her once more.

“Ani, is there ever anything else you want to talk about?” she asked over this conversation.

“What? No, she's my best friend and I haven't seen her in a long time.” he said defensively.

“You haven't seen me for even longer, don't you miss me too?” she asked, starting to sound annoyed.

“Of course I do, but Obi-wans been keeping me busy and Y/n has actually been away and we haven't spoken. I miss my best friend.” he admitted.

“You are unbelievable Anakin, I'm your girlfriend! Treat me like it for once.” she exclaimed.

“Padme-” he began but before he got further she cut him off.

“I've had enough Anakin, I don't know what changed but you need to make a choice. Me or her.” Padme demanded.

“Tomorrow if you don't meet me at my place for dinner then I ‘ll know.” she said before she hung up.

Sighing, Anakin laid in his bed and contemplated how he got to this point.

He sent out one last text before getting ready for bed.

Anicakes: Goodnight babycakes, hope I wake up to that pretty smile tomorrow :)

Just as he was trying to get comfortable he heard a notification ding causing him to almost jump out of bed.

Babycakes: In your dreams Skywalker, Goodnight ;)

Smiling, he laid back on his bed and read the message over and over again, finally.

That night Anakin felt like he got the best sleep of his life after finally feeling like he had some part of you back.

Waking up he got ready as fast as he could and made sure he looked his best before you.

Padme's words did cross his mind for a split second before he walked out the door and on his way to find you.

Turning a corner Anakin froze in place when he saw you speaking to Master windu.

Smiling widely he noticed you were sunkissed and radiant all over, just beautiful.

As he was preparing to beeline his way towards you he was interrupted by his Master.

Frowning in confusion he turned to Obi-wan, “Anakin you are up early today, looks like we have time for some training, with me.” he said, beginning to walk away.

Internally cursing himself Anakin followed behind his Master looking back one last time to meet eyes with you.

Sending him a small smile you waved before you were pulled into the other direction with the rest of the council.

The small action made Anakin smile and encouraged him to wait a little longer.

After training with Obi-wan he was told there would be a debriefing on your mission so that's where he headed to next.

Looking through the numerous heads he finally found you in the crowd and smiled.

“Y/n!” he said loudly, making the entire room turn towards him and then you.

Smiling you were happy to see him, your chest still felt that painful sensation every time you got the reminder of him and Padme.

“Hey there Skywalker ooph-” you said as he practically took the air out of you when he picked you up.

You had missed his hugs so much.

Resting your head on his shoulder you smiled, the familiar warmth bringing butterflies to your stomach.

“God I missed you, babycakes don't ever leave for that long again.” he said, taking in that familiar scent whilst your touch brought chills down his spine.

Before you could answer Plo Koon began the debriefing so you went to stand behind him as you’d been chosen to join him.

Usually you would sit beside Anakin and listen to his little jokes but you still needed space.

You could feel his stare on you as you tried to focus on Plo Koon but god did he make it hard.

Thankfully it was over and you went over to speak with Obi-wan.

“Master Kenobi, would you have a moment to speak in private please?” you asked quickly before Anakin could interject.

“Of course we can speak freely in the meditation room.” he said looking around before pulling you away.

Anakin watched from a distance as Obi-wan rested his hand on your back and looked around before guiding you out of the room.

Glaring in his direction he decided to follow you both and find out what was going on.

As he followed you he began to notice Obi-wan's strange behavior when it came to you.

Not allowing Anakin to speak to you, pulling him to do stupid tasks when your were around, and now taking you to the meditation room?

He couldn't believe it, his master and his girl.

The doors closed and you were both out of his sight which angered Anakin even more.

Deciding he’d had enough Anakin stormed off and decided he’d wait for you in your room until you got back.

He needed to hear it from you first if you and Obi-wan were truly seeing each other.

It felt like hours had gone by and the sun started to set by the time you finally got back to your room.

After your conversation with Obi-wan you were pulled away by the council to be congratulated on a successful mission.

Usually you heard about these through Anakin so experiencing it first hand you couldn't be happier to be recognized by the council.

Walking back to your room you actually felt happy for once since last week.

That was until you found a moody Anakin in your room.

Quickly he used the force to close the door and lock it making you jump away from it.

“Have you been ditching me for Obi-wan? Is there something I should know, Y/n.” he said standing from your bed.

“What? Anakin Obi-wan is a member of the council and your master why would-” you tried to argue but he quickly cut you off.

“Cut the bullshit, I saw him take you away and to the meditation room. What were you two doing?” he said, standing very close to you.

Confused, you suddenly realized, “Were you following us?” you asked, slightly surprised by his actions.

If you didn't know any better you’d think he was jealous.

“Stop avoiding my question and answer me y/n what were you two doing in there?” he asked in a demanding tone.

Your hands began to shake, how were you supposed to tell him you were in there trying to piece your heart back together after he broke all the pieces.

“Do you, do you love him? Is that why?” Anakin asked in a whisper scared of what the truth could bring.

“He’s not the one I love Anakin.” you whispered, closing your eyes as you looked down avoiding his gaze as best as you could.

“Then who? Tell me you know you can talk to me.” he said, feeling his heart begin to break apart.

You loved someone.

“No Anakin actually I can't, I can’t talk to you because your with Padme and I ‘m stuck as the best friend whos hopelessly in love with you.” you finally yelled out.

“And I‘m trying, I‘m trying to get over this. I asked Obi-wan for help, that's all but you wont even let me do that.” you said walking away from him.

He froze in place taking in what you just said. You loved him.

The longer he stayed quiet the longer you’d felt you ruined what was left of your friendship.

“You should go.” you said as you played with the random objects on your desk trying to hold in the tears that threatened to fall at his rejection.

“No.” Was all he said before he turned you around and kissed you.

Anakin was kissing you.

Pulling away you looked up at him almost as if you had to make sure this was real.

“ I‘m sorry I‘m an idiot.” he said as he kissed your forehead.

“But Padme.” you said, still a little stunned.

“We broke up.” was all he said, it was well past that dinner time but even then Anakin never had a choice to make, it was always you.

“ I‘m sorry.” You said, feeling terrible.

“Don't be she saw my feelings for you before I did, she just helped me make that last jump.” he said smiling, even now you were still worried for others.

Caressing your face he pulled you in for another kiss and this time you didn't pull away.

You allowed yourself to fall into Anakin completely and hopelessly at his mercy.

Pulling away he chuckled, “You know I came here with the full intention of kicking my masters ass if he walked in here with you, this is a much better outcome though.” he said holding you tightly.

You laughed, “As entertaining as that might have been, I like this outcome too.” you said, smiling up at him.

“Let's go to bed, babycakes, tomorrow morning we’ll go to Barbs. She probably thinks we’ve gone missing or something.” he said as he pulled you to your bed.

Fixing himself to lay on your chest he held onto you tightly, “Goodnight Ani, I love you.” you whispered gently massaging the back of his neck.

Smiling to himself he never thought his heart could feel more full, “Say it again.” he said in his little demanding tone.

“ I love you.” you repeated grinning.

“Again.” he said once more, holding you even tighter than before.

“Ani you're squishing me!” you said giggling.

“That doesn't sound like an ‘ I love you’ to me.” he said smiling, running his hands up your sides knowing you were ticklish.

“ I l-love you Anikin!” You said squirming not being able to control your laughter.

“And I love you babycakes.” he whispered as he leaned in, kissing you once more before you both actually went to bed.

Anakin was happier than ever, now he had his friend and his lover all in one.

Meanwhile, Obi-wan smiled at himself as he sensed his Padawans happiness through the force.

He knew that meditation room tactic would get him going.

“Another happy ending.” he said as he decided it was time for him to call it a night too.

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