#plus most of them are friends w at least a few members

[mrsjellymunson]

Knock At The Cabin | Prologue

Written for @bettyfrommars, @allthingsjoeq and @somnambulic-thing’s Stranger Prompts, Prompt 1. He shows up at your house covered in mud in the rain, but the problem is, he died two months ago.

Series Summary: After the events of the previous months, everyone is shocked by the unexpected return of an old friend. But is it really him?

Chapter Summary: On a stormy night, an unexpected visitor arrives.

WC: 1.14k

Series C/W: 🔞 18+, MDNI, NSFW. I mean it, if you’re under 18, git! Post-S4, Upside Down exists, dark/supernatural themes. Eventual Eddie Munson x fem!reader smut. Swearing. Not much to caution about in this part, unless you don’t like rain, or bad decor.

A/N: This series contains a lot of things I haven’t written for before, so I’d love to know what you think! Please comment and reblog, it means the world to writers, and reblogs mean work gets seen. This series has a taglist so if you’d like to be on either it, or my general list, lemme know in a comment, ask or message 🙏💗

You’re holed up in an old farmhouse on the outskirts of Hawkins. It’s not exactly remote, but the nearest building is little more than a speck on the horizon so you feel pretty isolated. Owens organised it, explaining it would be a good idea for the older members of the party to lay low for a little while. Nancy had put forward an excellent argument for remaining with her family, but you, Robin and Steve had reluctantly packed up some of your belongings and relocated here. For how long, you don’t know.

It’s no palace. The wood-built building is certainly past its best, the yellowing 50s kitchen barely functional and the faded decor not to anyone's taste. But it’s (mostly) warm, (usually) dry, and most importantly, it feels safe. Which is something you all need after the events of the past few months.

You’re all acutely aware of the obvious gap in your merry band. Owens had insisted that the three of you didn’t attend the funeral, but he’d involved you as much as he could, ferrying messages between you and the kids and Wayne, discussing what he would’ve wanted to wear (you all agreed on his spare Hellfire shirt and leather jacket, knowing he’d never want to be separated from either, plus a brand new, government-funded pair of black 501s), and sneaking mementoes to you with Wayne’s approval.

Mike and Will have taken charge of his D&D paraphernalia, Dustin got his wallet chain (and wears it with literally everything, even his Weird Al shirts and colourful shorts), and Lucas opted for a small pocket knife. You, Steve and Robin each have one of his rings. Steve and Robin keep theirs in their rooms, but you wear the silver skull every day. It’s too big for your fingers, and is even a little loose on your thumb, but that’s where you keep it, spinning it to ease your anxiety, and smoothing the pads of your fingers over its bumpy surface to remind you of the friend you’ve lost. Rueing the fact that you always wanted him to be more than that, but never had the chance to find out whether he felt the same.

The kids visit periodically, even staying over sometimes, nobody expecting anyone to be watching the comings and goings of a bunch of nerdy teens. Nancy drops them off, sometimes staying, sometimes not. On this occasion she’d dropped and run, explaining that she was going to visit Max in the hospital tomorrow, spending some quality girly time with her. Lucas, who usually spent every spare moment by her bedside, was going to spend the weekend here, after Max, still seriously ill but now well enough to communicate, insisted that he needed to spend at least a bit of time with his old friends.

Tonight, you’d had a movie marathon, Keith developing an uncharacteristically generous side since everything kicked off and periodically dropping off and collecting piles of VHS tapes. Not quite generous enough to bring you any brand new releases, but even things you’ve seen before are better than the ‘sweet FA’ you’d have available given the nonexistent TV reception around here.

Popcorn litters the floor and the saggy furniture, as do gangly boys and a long-haired girl. Jane has commandeered the sole armchair, sitting in it cross-legged, and you, Steve and Robin are squashed onto the sofa with an equally squashed Dustin, the latter insisting that there was definitely room for one more.

Mike and Will are on the floor between the sofa and the old, battered coffee table. Mike’s hunched over a bowl of chips that he’s shovelling in, and Will is leaning against your legs, you stroking his hair in a way you know he finds comforting. Lucas is lounging on the floor at the side of the table, his long body stretched out and his head supported on threadbare throw pillows.

The gentle patter of drizzly rain against the windows and roof, and the crackle of the open fire, one of your only sources of heating, gives the evening a cosy feel, though you hope the rain doesn’t get any heavier as you don’t entirely trust the roof over the rear extension to cope with much more meteorological abuse.

You’ve just finished Raiders Of the Lost Ark and Steve has got up to swap it out for The Stuff, when there’s a strong gust of wind and the rainfall picks up significantly. Great, you think, the weather gods definitely weren’t listening to your silent pleas.

None of you notice Jane stiffening in her seat and shifting uncomfortably.

Under the lashing of the wind and rain there’s a sudden noise at the front door. Not urgent, not loud, just two soft thuds. If the kids had been roughhousing or the film had been on you may even have missed them.

You all look at each other, instantly and equally on edge, and all hoping that somebody, anybody, will provide a simple explanation for this.

Steve’s the first to speak. Jaw slack and brow furrowed, he asks the room, “Uhh, did anyone order takeout?”

There’s a cacophony of ‘no’s’ and shaken heads, before another soft thud is heard, just one this time.

Steve steels himself, not for the first time realising that it’s his responsibility to investigate the possibly terrifying, and potentially life-threatening, situation. He stands from his position by the video player and moves towards the door, fingertips skimming the top of the bat that’s always to the side of it, before closing his hand softly around the handle.

He pulls back the sliding bolts before twisting the lock and pulling the door open just a crack, leaving the chain on. The noise of the weather increases in volume, but other than that there’s no indication of what’s on the other side.

Steve has his back to you so you don’t see his eyes go wide, but you do hear a soft, “Wh- What the fuck?”

Robin being Robin, and perpetually thinking about her stomach, she says,

“What is it, doofus? Pleeease tell me it’s Jonathon and Argyle dropping by from Cali with some delicious Surfer Boy pizza??”

“Uh, no, it’s, uh- You know what? Maybe you should just come and see for yourself. Wait, scratch that, just the adults.”

Knowing this will unwittingly pique the interest of the kids more than if he’d just allowed everyone to come look, you and Robin glance at each other before quickly rising and moving to the door.

Steve closes it and takes off the chain, opening it wide as the three of you arrive, the kids following close behind and trying to look between you.

There, hunched, shivering, soaking wet and covered in mud, is your friend. The one who’d died saving the town. The one they’d buried only a few days ago, after he’d been lying on a slab in a lab somewhere for weeks.

Eddie.

Thanks so much for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this. Lemme know if you’d like to be tagged in future parts.

Extra tags: @jamdoughnutmagician @joejoequinnquinn

#eddie munson #strangerprompts #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #post S4 #upside down #Eddie lives #my first time writing anything supernatural #I hope I don’t fck it up #steve harrington #robin buckley #eddie munson imagine #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #will byers #mike wheeler #eleven hopper #Jane hopper #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson x you #Eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #The Party #ST S4 canon #my first time writing canon #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic

[screentunes]

Hi! I've been interested in tokusatsu shows for a while now, but I don't know which to start with, or how to watch them.

Could you help me?

GRINS SO WIDE summarized quick answer: where to start: my go-to answer is kamen rider ryuki, it's my absolute favorite and you can find it for free on tubi :-) tubi is a streaming service only available in the us, so if you don't live there you'd have to use a vpn to use it (that's what i do!) how to watch: tubi has a few other titles from kamen rider, sentai and ultraman, so feel free to look around if any others interest you! tsuburaya also has an official youtube channel with a bunch of content, icnluding the currently airing season with subs in multiple languages and an english dub! there's a lot of shows with no official international releases, for which you'd have to use.. other means

if interested, there's a longer (very long... sorry), more detailed answer under the cut!

as for where to start, it's completely up to you! :-) look around and if a show catches your interest, go for it! in kamen rider and super sentai at least, the shows are self-contained and separate from each other so you can jump in with any show you want at all!

some reccs of mine for the big three are as follow:

kamen rider: my personal favorite so far of the big three :-) the seasons can vary a lot in tone and setting, pretty much the only consistent thing is that there's a guy with a bike. oftentimes the guy looks like a bug. sometimes there's even more than one (!!) guy with a bike

for kamen rider, i recommend:

kamen rider ryuki: my absolute favorite tokusatsu show, and one of my favorite shows period!!! it's the 2002 installment of kamen rider. in this series, a silly journalist guy happens to discover a mysterious card deck while investigating for a story. with this, he accidentally becomes involved in a conflict between kamen riders. as the series advances, the reasons for this conflict become more clear out of the shows i've watched, this is one of the heavier ones in tone. however, it's also really funny. the show jumps from grim conflict to looney toones sitcom situations and then back again and its so awesome this was actually the show i began with, and it kickstarted my interest in tokusatsu!! i don't want to say much so as to not give anything away, but there's compelling, unforgettable characters that are so so dear to me, a pulling story with unfolding mysteries, and beautiful suit design!

some other shows i can mention are kamen rider fourze (show from 2011, generally much lighter in tone, very funny and sweet, space-themed kamen rider show about a delinquent-esque highschooler who wants to become friends with everyone) and kamen rider w (i think this one is commonly recommended to beginners! it's very fun, it's about a pair of young detectives who investigate mysteries and fight monsters. the main trio from this show are so dear to me). there's also a bunch of other shows i loved like ooo and kuuga (my second favorite!) but if i started listing them all out we'd be here all day...! if you wanted to start from the currently airing season, gotchard is on episode 16 right now. it's been cute so far!

super sentai: this is the series power ranger adaptations are made out of! there's a team of color-color coded heroes fighting villains and they have a giant robot etc etc

for super sentai, i started with kikai sentai zenkaiger! very cute and silly show, made me laugh out loud multiple times :-) a guy and his robot buddies hang out and have sooooo much fun

another recommendation would be tokumei sentai gobusters! probably one of the most solid tokus i've watched. it's a techy-themed season which is a plus for me :-) i heart computers. this one has a smaller core team than the usual sentai show, composed of three members. the characters are great and the antagonists are unforgettable!

i also loved toqger and i've had a lot of fun with gokaiger so far :-)

ultraman: ... i know far less about this one SORRY. there's a giant alien guy who fights giant monsters. lots of creatures in this one. peace and love on earth and also the entire universe...!!! like i said, i'm less knowledgeable about this one but from what i've seen the special effects tend to be breathtaking! miniature sets the world...

so far, the only ultraman show i've watched is ultraman orb, it was very nice! with around 20 episodes, it's shorter than the other shows i've recommended, which average 50 episodes

the currently airing ultraman show is ultraman blazar, which... i've unfortunately fallen back on a little! i have no idea if it's still airing or if it finished HELP. anyway i've loved it so far! there's a nice, slow-pace feel to it, gorgeous effects, and very memorable episodes! it's available worldwide on youtube for free, with an english dub and subtitles in multiple languages!! getting to watch it live is suchhh a nice experience there's also plenty of shows outside of those three franchises, but i'm not knowledgeable about them and i don't have reccs for those! i definitely want to venture out at some point.. i hope this helped! again, these are just some general reccs of shows i've liked! look around and see if any show catches your interest :-) if you have a certain tone, setting, etc etc in mind and want more specific recommendations i can also help with that!! thank you for letting me ramble about toku for a while ^__^

#i'm not a toku expert just a guy who has been watching shows for like 1 year so if i'm saying anything wrong im so sorry LOL i did my best #thank you again for the ask!! if anyone else has recs feel free to comment or smth #anyway. watch kr ryuki my final message. Goodby

[milobat]

What is avantasia relationship like with each family member (plus ches and lif)

yippee my first ask here!!!! thx for the ask <3

Avantasia's Relationships with her family, Uncle Ches, and Lif

Dee

polar opposites of each other, almost like they're clones of their parents.

these two have been headbutting each other since they were in the womb.

not a day would pass w/o these two fighting over the smallest things. snacks, the bathroom, who did what, etc. on rare occasions, the two would throw hands at each other.

"You ate my limited-edition spicy ramen imported from Korea, didn't you?!" *has some sauce on his lips* "Ionknow." "DON'T 'iOnkNOw' ME!! IT WAS EITHER YOU OR HEAVY!!"

Dee is jealous of Ava's musical talents and her ability to make friends easily, while Ava is jealous of Dee's quick thinking and his ability to control his emotions.

But they do care for each other.

Dee has to remind Ava to take breaks from practicing, and Ava has to reassure Dee from their dad's harsh but honest words.

Twin Telepathy™️

*giving an intense scowl.* "Don't you fucking do it." *grinning menecingly.* "Watch me, bitch."

Dee is overprotective of Ava. He still treats her as if she were still little, though he's 9 minutes older.

If there's anyone in a room and they have to discuss something in private, they have their own language to communicate (They made it up when they were kids. It's basically Gibberish.)

Heavy

She loves Heavy to death and will kill anyone who hurts him and herself.

Heavy looks up to her as a role model and is always in awe every time she plays her euphonium or any other instrument.

"So with the euphonium, you can blow your lips onto that and play a note?!" "More like buzzing your lips on the mouth piece, but yeah." "That's so cool!! I wanna try!!"

Ava teaches Heavy how to defend himself with all of the fighting skills passed down from their mom.

Most, if not all, of them end with Heavy crying and Ava trying her best to calm him down.

Homework with Heavy... Good God, Ava tries her best not to screech whenever he gets something wrong. She is helping him, though. It's better letting her help than Dee or Glam.

If she's not doing anything other than practicing music, then they just hangout together. Doing pranks, going on bike rides, watching movies...

"Avaaaa!!! Can we go to Curlton's and TP his neighbor's place?!" "Yeah yeah, give me a minute, Heavs."

He tries his best to defend his older sister from bullies (and fails), leaving Ava to fend off herself (successfully).

Glam

He's both a mentor and a father to Ava.

Glam switches from loving father to stern music teacher quickly every time she enters his office.

Checking on her instrument, fundamental techniques, tone production, scales, reading and playing difficult music, practicing techniques... It's all there.

He's even pressuring her to go to a conservatory and be the best of the best. Just like how his father did.

"Ava, you are breathing through the rests. Do it again" *huffs* "At least give me a few seconds to breathe, Dad..." "Not possible if you are auditioning or on stage."

Ava grits her teeth and tries not to get an outburst in front of him. Her head gets dizzy from buzzing her lips for hours on end.

But still, Glam still views Ava as his little angel.

He absolutely adored dressing her up in cute dresses and putting her hair up in pigtails when she was younger! (Ava hated every second of it.)

He starts to become aware when Ava is at "that age" when boys start to come to her. His piercing stares and eerie smiles start to become more and more intense whenever his daughter is even NEAR a boy.

Ava gets stressed out whenever she's with her dad in public, both because of his expectations and that he's just so lovey-dovey towards her.

"Yes, my dear Ava is the sweetest! I remember when she and Dee used to have tea parties all the time when they were little!" "Dad... please stop."

Victoria

They're besties!!!

Ava has looked up to her mom all of her life. This is how a REAL woman is like!

She's a mini version of her mom, only more controlled with her emotions and smarter.

Growing up, she was spooked that her daughter was gonna grow up to be one of those "girly girls." She's relieved that Ava grew up exactly like she did; playing with bugs and mud and hating dolls and dresses.

Teaching Ava how to ride a motorcycle was... an experience.

"So... this is the ignition??" "Wha- No, Ava. THAT'S the hand clutch. Now don't grip on it too hard-" BRRRRRRRRROOOM!! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

Needless to say, Ava was scared of motorcycles for a while.

Since she was a toddler, Vicky has been teaching Ava how to fight. Glam was a bit concerned about his wife's teaching methods.

She's proud to say that her daughter is as mighty and strong as her. She's even prouder when she's stronger than her brothers and other boys!

"Guess what mom? I gave those dickheads who were harassing me the other day intense purple nurples." "That's my girl!"

Ches

Ava enjoys Uncle Ches' company, even when he's spewing nonsense about GMILFs.

She and Dee visit his record shop weekly to check out new CDs and vinyls. Also to check up on him and how he's doing.

Ches, on the rare occasions when his mind is right, gives his niece some helpful music and life advice.

"Heyyy Ava, let the music speak for ya... Play the hell outta that lil' tuba." "It's called a euphonium, Uncle Ches."

Whenever Ches recalls his times with WhoAreThoseFreaksOnstage, Ava is emersed in the stories of him and her dad being rising rockstars.

She's even surprised whenever Ches recalls him and Glam's early days at the conservatory.

Lif

Ava sees Lif as her first "real" friend, since she's been relying on her brothers as friends throughout her life.

They get along well! They make playlists for each other, hangout at the graveyard, even Lif drew a bunch of portraits of Ava!

Dee is very fucking jealous of his sister by this point.

"Dude! That looks so fucking rad!!" "Aw, thanks! Maybe you can show me some of your drawing talents?" "Haha... It's been a while since I've last drew something."

Ava teases the hell out of Dee about his crush. She even says that she will steal Lif from him (As a joke...?)

Not only does Dee have to worry about Heavy, but Ava too, being close to Lif... This is War.

#asks #metal family #metal family oc #ocs #metal family dee #metal family glam #metal family heavy #metal family victoria #metal family ches #metal family lif

[pastery1]

Ensemble Stars Tickle hcs (Part 2)

⚠️WARNING⚠️: slight cussing

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Trickstar:

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Hokuto Hidaka:

This little boy (metaphorically) is NOT ticklish and never was! His parents were the first to find this information out when they tried tickling him when he was 4. They were both shocked at this bc they thought every fucking child/baby was ticklish. So he is always the ler when tickle fights break lose among his band/friends, but he would catch someone off gaurd out side of his band. He once tickle ganged up on Mao bc he's always doing other things mostly student council work (which is reasonable) Hokuto js wants an excuse to tickle Mao mad. He tickled Subaru when he dosen't seem like he's focusing or when Hokuto js wants to be a fucking dick and embarrass the short guy.

Makoto Yuuki:

This boy is a 6-10 on the ticklish scale. He will only let his close friends (Hokuto, Subaru, and Mao) plus his mom to tickle him bc he feels more safe around them. He would let Anzu (MC) tickle him on occasions if he is feeling adventurous. Of course he won't asks for them, or he won't plain out say he likes them, but it's not hard for the lers to figure this out. Just because he doesn't squirm nor tell them to stop nor does he plead or beg for mercy. He just takes it. If it's someone else (that I didn't list) he will feel uncomfortable and tell them to stop. But if they don't oblige, he will throw punchs or yell for his friends to come help, even if that situation is a little embarrassing. His worst spot is his palms, like honestly. Everyone who tickled him there thinks it's absolutely adorable!!! (I'm not blaming them tho😌.) How this information got spread around was when Subaru wanted to do the palm reading thing, but no one was in the room when he wanted to test it out, so he asked Makoto. He agreed, then he stuck out his hand. Subaru traced along the cracks/indents in his hand lightly, and Makoto could only squirm and laugh in his remaining palm. Now being the tickle god, Subaru didn't need to ask if his palms were ticklish. He griped the latter's wrist in his hold, and scribbled all along his palms. Makoto proceeded to kick, laugh, and tried to pull away his hand, to no avail. Now what will Subaru do with this much wanted information? It's easy. He was going to exploit it. And exploit he did. When the other band members came in, he told them all what happened. And in that moment, they could forget practicing. Anzu even joined in their playful banter. Him being a ler is an easy guess. Like when he sees someone open and oblivious, Subaru, u better bet he's gonna sneak in a few pokes before he attacks. He doesn't tease anyone bc it makes himself js as vulnerable as the lee. He will plan it out tho like ur a board game that he's trying to learn the strategy of. He will tickle ur most ticklish spot then go for ur least ticklish spot js to make u worn out then calm u down a little. He's nice when he wants to be. His laugh is very high pitch but sometimes deep if u get his least ticklish spot.

Subaru Akehoshi:

He's a solid 8! He loves getting tickled bc he loves to see everyone happy and to laugh. His worst spot is his neck (shown below) beacuse in that one scene he was laughing up a storm bc Hokuto was trying to fix his collar but it js tickled instead. Idc what yall say, it's his death spot bc who laughs by getting their collar fixed?! I mean yh giggles, but laughs?! Idk man I'm js feeling it yk? Anyways, the first time he's actually been tickled in public and not at his house was when Hokuto, Makoto, and Mao all tickled him after the performance. (Yh they sometimes poked him on stage, making him mess up the lyrics and making it 10x more hilarious). When Hokuto bluntly tickled Subaru when he was trying to fix his collar, Mao and Makoto secretely didn't pay them any attention till after the show when Mao brought it up. He said, "So Subaru, ur neck is extremely ticklish, huh?" Then Akehoshi backed up nervously w/ excitement rushing through his veins and js replied with, "y-yes?" Oh!!! He wanted them to do their worse. They all then pounced on him and made him a laughing storm. Like he couldn't get away!! Being him the weakest (somewhat) in the group and the three strongest (mostly) ppl pinned him down, js tickling him! It was the best worst thing he ever experienced. He liked his ler buddies. He's a ler when he feels like it. He would usually tickle Makoto w/ Mao gaining up on him. Subaru rlly don't hv a tickle target, he would js tickle at random. Though he can only poke and squeeze the taller/stronger ppl bc they will easily pin him down to tickle him. His laugh is like this (shown below):

(Episode 8) This was a cute tickle scene tbf. And I js had to include it.

Mao Isara:

He's a 10- scratch that- We need to go higher for this dude! Like a solid 50!!!!! SO FUCKING TICKLISH MY GUY!!! Not to be biased or anything, but he can not be anything below a 50. Like HE HATES TICKLING bc of that specific REASON!! His family would js tickle him non stop at random places and at random times. His sister would squeeze his sides while eating, then asking her parents to help her tickle him! In which they agreed and pinned him down. He kicked his dad in the nose once, he apologized sincerely, but they didn't stop his torment. He would plead, beg, protest, and even squirm heavenly. But that didn't stop them. He would be reduced to a ticklish, giggly, redden mess. W/ tears streaming down his chest, and his breath hitching every second. It sounded like he js got done running a marathon. His friends found out his ticklishness by being curious. Subaru was feeling myschevious and brought a hand up to the maroon hair's side, squeezing it. Mao droped whatever was in his hand, and squealed while jumping away from the touch. He looked back to a grinning Subaru and the other two audiences while holding his side. He realized what was to happen, so he decided to js plead mercy to them, "Please don't Subaru! I hate being tickled, and I honestly didn't do anything wr-ONG?!" Then the orange head singer pounced on him like he was the predator and Mao was his prey. He started to cry and he started to gasp in between laughs and pleads, so Subaru decided to stop. Then when he finnally joined the others to practice performing after he got done with student council, Hokuto pounced on him yelling to the other members to pin him down so the leader could hv easy access. Let's js say Mao couldn't sing withing like a few days or so. *sad*. It then became a hassel where he was tickled non stop so he realized that safewords ARE A THING, so he told everyone what it was. Guess he's not getting tickled anymore.... well besides the student council.... they don't belive in safewords. Stupid bastards they are. He doesn't tickle other ppl bc, w/ him being the shortest in the group (and probs shorter than other ppl) he stands clear of them so he won't get tickled back. And js the thought of touching other ppl in that way makes him a little uncomfortable (don't ask me). He can't tickle his little sister bc she will js ask for back up, sneaky prick. So Mao is js left to weep alone... in silence.

#lee #ticklish #anime tickle #anime #ler #tickle #tickle headcanons #ensemble stars tickle hcs #ensemble stars hcs #ensemble stars tickle #ensemble stars #Mao tickle #Hidaka tickle #Makoto tickle #Subaru tickle

[animal25]

Oriental Longhair: Size, Weight, Lifespan, Personality Special Info

An outgoing, friendly personality plus a silky, luxurious coat: are just two things that make the Oriental Longhair cat stand out! These adorable – and lovable – cats share many traits with their Oriental Shorthair cousins ​​and other Oriental cats: they are playful, intelligent, and more social than the average cat, with an innate need for attention.

Bring an Oriental Longhair cat into your home, and you will have a friend for life. These cats love nothing more than following their favorite person’s every move, poking curious noses into everything from the refrigerator to the bathtub, and reaching out to tap with paws whenever anything looks out of place.

Not only do Oriental Longhairs use body language to express themselves, but they also have the ability to develop an impressive vocabulary of meows, trills, and chirps in keeping with their Siamese heritage. These gregarious cats are opinionated and love to engage in conversation.

When it comes to companionship, the Oriental Longhair cat has some special needs. These cats do not do well at all when they are left alone for too long; In fact, they can become severely distressed or develop destructive habits if they are deprived of the ability to socialize.

While they choose a favorite human to follow and snuggle with, they are happy to make friends with other family members, including four-legged and furry ones. Another social cat or friendly dog ​​makes an ideal companion for the Oriental Longhair, especially if you are someone who spends some time away from home.

As cats go, Oriental Longhairs are definitely more affectionate than most. If your family wants at least one wonderful cuddle companion, this breed is more than capable of lending a paw.

Origin: United Kingdom

Lifespan: 10 – 15 years

Weight: 2.3 – 4.5kg

Size: Medium

Length: Up to 18 inches

Colors: They come in all colors, patterns, and eye colors

Breed Characteristics

Like its well-known ancestor the Siamese, the Oriental Longhair is full of personality—and not shy about showing it. These cats are vocal and enjoy interacting with people. While they are very outgoing, they have a good nature that prevents them from being aggressive or too annoying (mostly).

History

Thanks to breeders’ goal of developing every possible combination of coat colors and patterns in a single breed, Oriental Longhairs are one of the most diverse cat breeds in the world.

Cat breeding saw a dramatic decline during World War II. As breeders resumed after the war, they experimented with unique crosses that gave rise to many modern cat breeds—including the Oriental Longhair.

In the 1950s, breeders crossed Russian Blues, British Shorthairs, Abyssinians, and regular domestic cats with Siamese. These litters were then bred with Siamese, producing pointed and non-pointed kittens. In just a few generations, these cats were indistinguishable from Siamese except for their color.

And from this breeding, the non-pointed cats formed the foundation of the Oriental breed.

Initially, different colored cats had unique breed names. But when the number of colors continued to grow, breeders decided to combine all non-pointed cats into one breed – the Oriental.

Orientals come in both short and long coat lengths. Longhair alone comes in hundreds of different color and pattern combinations. So, there will be an oriental longhair that appeals to everyone.

Appearance

The Oriental Longhair looks like a Siamese, with a triangular head, large ears, and almond-shaped eyes. But, longhairs have slimmer and more slender bodies with long, plumed tails.

The breed is also known for its wide range of coat colors and patterns. At nearly 300 variations, the Oriental longhair offers significantly more variety than any other breed except its short-haired counterpart.

Temperament

Oriental Longhairs are social—and sometimes demanding—cats that thrive on human companionship. They do well in homes where they can bond with plenty of other pets or people (including children).

Orientals like to be where the action is, and they’re not shy about letting you know when they want more attention. Extremely vocal, they are known to follow their humans around the house, having (sometimes one-sided) conversations. They don’t like to be left alone – and can cause mischief when they are. Therefore, many people get pairs of orientals to entertain each other.

These cats retain their kitten-like attitude throughout their lives. They love to play and often have a favorite toy. They can also learn to play fetch or participate in cat agility. Tall cat trees are a must for this intelligent, agile, and curious breed.

After an active day, Orientals love to curl up on a warm bed or in the lap of their favorite person.

Personality

Like their Siamese ancestors, the Oriental Longhair is a lively, elegant, and intelligent cat with a high level of energy and curiosity. They bond well with family members and thrive on attention and affection.

This is a very active cat, who enjoys watching over and being ‘helpful’, in other words, getting in on your business, no matter what you’re doing! They are slightly less chaotic and loud than Siamese, but these are still a lot of cats to handle, and one cannot be left unsupervised for long!

More details:https://animalatoz.com/oriental-longhair/

#https://animalatoz.com/oriental-longhair/

[dyketubbo]

ccs that i desperately need to be added to dsmp:

tapl (sapnap promised .)

sneeg (i want to see him destroy it accidentally)

crumb (she deserves it and i believe in her capability to defeat dream)

captain sparklez (hed just be cool ok)

beautie (funnie. also i wanna see how good she is at rp if she would want to get into the rp aspect)

aimsey (really easy to bounce off of humor wise and generally gets along well w most people)

grian (i just think itd be funny. he doesnt even have to truly rp or anything i just think itd be really hilarious)

scott smajor (i just want him to cameo as a god or something. he deserves it)

minx (minx)

#minx probably has too much drama attached to her for her to actually be added but itd be fun methinks #dsmp #mask mews #no im not tagging all these ccs are you crazy #also of course if any of them just dont wanna be on the smp thats completely fair lmao this is super not serious #i just think theyd all be Neat and could all add their own neat qualities to the server #plus most of them are friends w at least a few members

[marauderslupins]

Daisy

Dad!James Potter x reader

w/c 1588

{ Who knew the sweet gesture tied into a school boy crush could lead to the best thing in a man’s life. James Potter certainly never suspected he would have a baby with you, not after the years of rejection you put him through. But now she was here and the word ‘daisy’ had an even more beautiful meaning. }

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James Potter had always been in love with you. From the day he first met you during your first year at Hogwarts when you were both sorted into Gryffindor house during the grand feast, he was head over heels. But you didn’t exactly give him the time of day those first few years, you thought he was too much of a troublemaker after the reputation he built for himself as one of the mischievous Marauders. 

Just because you didn’t give him the time of day though, didn’t mean he didn’t try and get your attention. He was always flirting, pulling romantic gestures and performing sweet little actions that were supposed to woo you into falling for him. You wouldn’t say they worked effectively, but after so long they certainly did start to soften your heart a little. 

But he noticed that one specific gesture always did the best job at turning you a little soft and it ended up becoming his signature. Every time James Potter saw you, he would give you a daisy. Not always one that he pulled out of thin air with magic, or one individual ones. Sometimes there were entire bouquets he’d picked right from the ground. No matter how many they were, you always kept them in a vase in your dorm, a fact he didn’t know until Lily Evans told him after she was sick of you pretending you didn’t like James back. 

The problem wasn’t ever that you disliked the teen, he was sweet, pretty, charming. You just thought a relationship was the least of your worries when you needed to focus on your studies. You were at Hogwarts to learn and become a better witch, not get distracted by some boy. 

But things don’t always go to plan. You could still remember the first time he gave you a flower. He was shy, barely thirteen years, trying out something his friend had suggested. Remus, not Sirius. Only he would know what would truly win a girl’s heart, he was the more compassionate of the two. Plus all the romance novels he read helped. Sirius would have never been as much help as that, not if he wanted to actually get anywhere. And you had kept the flower by your bed for days, until it died even. 

Over time, after seeing the way your eyes sparkled when he presented you with the flower, he got more confident, his gestures were working. That didn’t mean he put a stop to all his other flirting and gentlemanly actions, like opening doors for you, pulling out your chair for you or offering to carry your bag back to the common room; he just put more effort into the one he knew was working. 

He would make a big deal out of it to see you get all flustered, he took that as an indicator of progress rather than a deterrence. But it didn’t really matter, either way there was always something in your dorm that reminded you of him day or night. Your redhead friend was a menace when it came down to that specific detail. Every time James considered giving up, she was right there to tell him about the fondness in your eye when you saw the vase of daisies beside your bed.

She’d never tell you she did so, she didn’t want you knowing in case you got angry with her. Though deep down you both knew you really did reciprocate some of the feelings, so there was nothing really to get mad at. And after one bad encounter with some awful students you were ready to confess those feelings yourself.

You had a horrible day. By association of being a Gryffindor, you didn’t really get on with most Slytherins. The ones who couldn’t get over their delusion of blood purity were the worst, so bad that they targeted even the quietest, most innocent members of the house they despised if they didn’t deem them pure enough. Part of their sudden attack on you was due to your half-blood status, though they did inform you it was also due to the budding friendship between you and James Potter. The specific group of students had a quite well known rivalry with each of the Marauders. However you never suspected some simple flirting with the Potter boy would have affected you quite like this.

You had been minding your own business, navigating your way between charms and potions in a rush, having found yourself accidentally late. That’s where they’d cornered you, ignoring your attempts at insisting you hadn’t done anything wrong and you were going to be late. Snape was ruthless when it came to punishments, they (with him as their head of house) should know better than anyone.

They insisted though. That resulted in insults and hexes being thrown your way for as long as the corridor stayed empty. Thankfully it wasn’t long, a few older Ravenclaws having heard all the commotion the students had been causing and becoming your saviours. After that you ditched your class altogether, rushing back to your dorm where you planned on hiding out for however long you could, you decided the punishment was worth it after the way they made you feel. Though strangely enough you found yourself craving James and his comfort, something you hadn’t done before when you were sad and you had no explanation.

James hadn’t expected to see you. You just knocked on his dorm door and asked Sirius, who opened it, if you could speak with him. He didn’t even know anything had happened until his friend stepped out of the way to show you with puffy eyes, tear stained cheeks and a little bit of blood on your face. He immediately jumped into protective mode, you may not have been his girlfriend but he still cared for you immensely. 

“Hey, what happened?” he asked, leading you over to his bed where he thought you’d prefer to sit. He didn’t sit next to you like you thought he would, no instead he knelt down in front of you, taking your hands into his. This form of interacting with him just felt so much more intimate. The way he was looking at you felt intimate. 

You sniffled. “Some Slytherins. Said something about you and me and then just started hexing me.” Those words angered him, but they also drew his eyes back to the blood staining your cheek from where one of the spells must have hit too deep. “Let me clean that up.” You didn’t protest, just nodded your head and let him do what he needed to. He grabbed a damp cloth to clean up your face, wiping away the traces of tears too. “‘M sorry for what happened, but I do have something I think might cheer you up.” Your eyebrows raised, watching his every move as he pulled out his wand. Using his magic he cast a simple spell you’d seen a hundred times by this point in your sixth year. He conjured a daisy for you.

“A flower, for my flower,” he said, offering you a sweet smile that did a good job at stopping the tears from actively flowing. You wiped them away with the backs of your hands, sniffling quietly as you offered James a sweet smile. “Thank you.” You took the bouquet from him with a warm heart, almost forgetting all about the Slytherins. 

Your smile turned into laughter when you heard Sirius fake gag at what he deemed ‘disgusting sweet talk’, he claimed he didn’t need to hear all that couple stuff. James was happy to hear you laugh, even encouraged his dark-haired friend to keep the jokes coming at his expense to help brighten your mood. 

You didn’t consciously know it, but that was the day you properly fell in love with James Potter.

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Four years later and all of James’ attempts to show his love for you worked. With a little encouragement from Lily, you finally admitted the feelings you’d been hiding for so long. Ones you probably had long before you admitted it to yourself, nevermind him. He was over the moon that day, all of his pining was finally rewarded and he was officially with the girl of his dreams.

Neither of you would have ever imagined this was where you would be now though. Married for around a year and having your first child.

Some people might have thought it was fast, but neither of you ever doubted your love for each other after all you went through to start dating. James only continued to prove his infatuation as time went on; you were the only woman for him. He couldn’t imagine anyone else having his child. And when he looked at that little girl for the first time, he was in love.

She made her surprise appearance just a few days before your due date. You and James had been cooking together; which really consisted of him cooking and you sitting down watching. It caught you off guard, one minute you were laughing at his poor imitation of a chef and the next he was reminding you how you had been told to breathe to ease the pain of your contractions. It all happened much faster than you expected, and it felt like neither of you could take a breath until you finally saw her. After all that time and all the pain, she was finally here and more perfect than you could have ever imagined.

It hadn’t taken long for James to climb into the hospital bed for you. He simply insisted that the chair beside the bed wasn’t physically close enough for his liking. Which led you to where you were now. You against his chest with his arms around you and your yet-to-be named baby girl sleeping calmly in your arms.

Neither of you could stop looking at her for even a second. “Merlin, she’s beautiful,” James cooed, caressing her cheek with his knuckles. She slightly shifted in your arms, your husband freezing, scared he’d woken the poor mere four hour old baby. “What are we going to name her?”

It was something the two of you hadn’t prepared. Everything else was ready but arguably the most important part; the name. You were always putting it off because you didn’t know, you thought it was a big decision considering she was going to be stuck with it for the rest of her life. You needed it to be absolutely perfect. Only now you had put it off so long that she was here in the world, with still no name.

But now that she was in your arms and you were staring at her face, which was an exact mix of you and James, one name just felt right.

“What about Daisy?” you suggested, glancing over to him to try and gauge a reaction. A soft smile spread across his face as he muttered the name to himself a few times. The sentimental meaning behind it was enough to convince him, but he couldn’t say he wouldn’t like it if it wasn’t for that. It was a pretty name for a pretty baby.

The memories of your Hogwarts days flickered through his mind, tears springing to his eyes as he nodded. “Yeah, Daisy’s perfect.”

#james potter imagines #james potter imagine #james potter fluff #james potter oneshot #james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x you #marauders fluff #Marauders #dad!james potter

[leavin-likeafather]

Seven★ Oscar Piastri

Request: “Hi! Could you please write something for Oscar, where he and the reader are fighting for the championship? And before quali they fight about driver 1 and 2 and during it the reader is on a really fast lap and is going to get pole, but Oscar tries to push by her and they touch? And she gets sent spinning into the wall? And he gets worried when he can't see her moving from the screens he passes, and when quali ends he goes to her to apologize and they make up, please? Thank you!”

@i-padfootblack-things

Warnings: swearing, angst, arguments, fluff

Prompts: 18. "I have every right to be angry." 22. "Please don't leave me."

Word Count: 2.7K

Seven minutes is all it takes for everything to be turned around.

For a life to end, decision to be made,

“Watch it.”

You didn’t mean for the words to leave your mouth so harsh, but when you looked up and saw another Prema team shirt, joined by an Alpine jacket you knew exactly who it was.

Oscar looked down at you, a look of disgust on his face as you zipped up your own red jacket ready to go out into the cold night air to race and hopefully secure the championship for yourself.

“If you drive like the way you walk there's no way you’re winning.”

You rolled your eyes, it was your second year with Prema, back in 2018 you won the F3 championship before moving onto the W series for two years, winning both championships and finally returning to Prema for your Rookie season in Formula two with them before you, hopefully, move onto F1.

You'd only met Oscar Piastri a few times before this year, and every time it wasn’t pleasant.

The first time you’d met was at a party your good friend, Mick Schumacher, had invited you to, (more like dragged) Oscar happened to be there being a part of Prema’s F3 team.

“Mick, I don’t know if this is a good idea, I’ve got a meeting early tomorrow morning.”

Mick grabbed your hand dragging you into the club Prema had decided on for their ‘small’ get together, “You'll be fine, I rescheduled it for you.”

“You what?”

“Come on,” He whined, adding your name onto the end in a small plea, “You promised you’d come, plus you owe me for babysitting your dog a few weeks ago.”

“You love my dog and how many times have I baby sat, Angie?”

“Oh, look, there’s Robert, let's go.”

You huffed as he dragged you in, leaving you to go find his teammate the moment he’d set eyes on the Russian.

You’d wandered over to the bar looking around wishing you’d begged Jamie to come with you so you wouldn’t be standing alone. At least then you’d have her to talk to you, but the lucky thing was out with her boyfriend. Damn her for having a solid excuse unlike your flimsy ‘I have a headache’.

Mick had shown up at your door with a bottle of water and tablets ready for you to take.

Yeah, sure, you knew a few team members from your time with them a few years ago, but most of them had moved on by now and the only member you knew who was currently at the part was Paul, your old race engineer, and by the looks of it he was way too out of it already.

“Can I get you a drink?”

A guy had appeared beside you, leaning his arm against the counter, “I’m good thanks.”

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to decide to stay sober, especially with the creepy guys at this bar.

“Oh, come on, one won’t hurt.”

“I said, I’m good, thank you.” You said it a little firmer this time and looked away from him, watching Logan Sergeant a few bar stools away trying, and failing, to flirt with a pretty brunette. Who was way more interested in his teammate, who just so happened to be staring at you.

You let your eyes fall over him for a moment, his white shirt hugging his arms, the few buttons open showing his chest and a small necklace he wore, when you raised your eyes they met his and you noticed the smirk on his face. You moved your eyes elsewhere spotting Mick waving at you in the crowd with a smile before returning to dancing with Robert once more, arms in the air like a mad man.

“Is that your boyfriend? The blonde one?” The guy asked.

“Look, I appreciate the offer but I don't want a drink, go pester someone else.”

He placed his hand on your arm and slid it up slowly, ripping it away you turned only to be met with a cold liquid falling down your chest, you gasped, pulling your top away from your skin and looking up at a pair of wide eyes.

“Are you stupid?”

“You walked into me.” He accused.

“Said the one whose drink is down my bra.”

You began to make your way through the club, pushing sweaty bodies aside as you made your way to the bathroom.

He had followed you in, closing the door behind him and placing his empty cup down on a sink. “Here let me-”

“I’ve got it, you can go back to your stupid party.”

“Hey, I want to be here about as much as you do by the looks of it.”

His cheeks slightly flushed when you took your shirt off, showing off your white lace bra underneath, now stained the colour of the drink he had.

You paid him no mind as you walked to the hand dryer and put it under, trying your best to dry it, but it was no use, whatever he had been drinking was a red colour and it made your shirt look like you’d gotten blood on it.

You groaned, “Tell Mick I’m going home.”

You tried to walk past him but he stopped you, “Woah, do you really want to go out there, like that?”

He took off his own shirt revealing he had on a white tank top underneath, and then he held it out to you, you took it slowly and hesitantly, “Thank you.”

He had smiled down at you for a brief moment before Mick had fallen through the door, a little tipsy, hanging on to it by holding the top with one hand, and the other hand resting on the handle.

“There you are, I wanted to introduce you to-” He cut off and smiled at you both, “Oscar!”

He threw an arm around Oscar and pulled him over to you, “This is my Oscar, Oscar this is my best friend.” He introduced you both while pointing between you.

“Yeah, we’ve met.”

You’d only known the boy for seven minutes, from the time he’d tipped a drink all over you to the time you left him in the bathroom.

And it only went downhill from there, constant arguing and bickering between the both of you, over and over, again and again.

You followed your teammate down the paddock towards both of your cars as you prepared for the race.

You took a seat in the few spare minutes you had before the race, you were exhausted, fighting for a championship in F2 and a seat for F1, against your own teammate was hard work.

The nerves of the last race were getting to you, you were currently ten points ahead of Oscar, just ten thanks to the last three races you managed to win.

Paul your race engineer patted you on the shoulder, “Ready to go?” His familiar accent snapped you out of your thoughts and you nodded wiping at your tired eyes with the back of your hand, “Yeah, ready.”

He handed you your helmet and took your jacket, passing it off to another team member who would return it to your driver’s room ready for your return there after the race.

Feeling a pair of eyes on you, you cast your glance across the garage to see Oscar, helmet on his head, eyes on you.

You sneered at him before pulling your own helmet onto your head and getting into your car, “No funny business today, please.”

Huffing you looked over at your race engineer once more where he now sat on the pit lane besides some other Prema team members, “No promises.”

A warning tone that muttered your name came through the line and you sighed, “Tell him.” You said simply as you drove to the grid.

The race went well, you’d started P6 due to a stupid mistake in qualifying but quickly made yourself up to P3, and by the seventh lap you were P2, gaining quickly on Oscar with the new found pace you had discovered.

You were going around the outside, your car ahead of him the whole time and before you knew it, you were heading for the wall, your car flipping, a tire coming loose and rolling across the track.

Oscar saw it in his mirror, he pulled over, the car behind you slowed down and came to a stop getting there just the same time as Oscar who had pulled over immediately, the marshals were all around the car pushing it up and flipping it over with strength he had never seen before.

Someone was holding him back, he tried to push them off as he heard your voice, you were dazed, looking around asking what had happened, the pain in your voice made his heart drop.

He pushed the hands of the marshall from him and fell beside you as you were pulled out of the car, a scream of agony leaving your lips.

“Hey, hey, shh, you’re all right.” He cooed, hands shaking as they touched your cheek.

“Oscar?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here, I’m here.”

You gripped his hand as more medics swarmed around you working around the Australian driver who no matter how much they tried would not move.

“Did I win?”

Oscar chuckled slightly, a tight lipped smile on his face as he tried not to break, “Yeah, yeah, you won, you won.”

“Good.”

You swallowed as you stared at the sky, eyes closing slightly, “Please don’t leave me.”

“I won’t,” He promised, putting on his best smile, “I won’t leave you.”

He moved slightly to the left allowing a medic to drop a bag beside him as he checked her pulse before standing and moving on, a sharp intake of breath made him pull his hand back from where it rested on your stomach.

“Oscar? I can’t feel anything. I-I can’t feel anything, Oscar.”

The panic in your voice made his heart stop as he gripped your hand a little tighter, eyes analysing every section of your body he could see.

Your eyes were closing slightly and it was then that he noticed a patch of blood on your race suit, “Hey! Hey, medic! She’s bleeding, she’s bleeding, quick!”

This time they did make him move, falling all around her, holding up sheets to stop the crowd from seeing as several pairs of hands moved around him to drag him away, “No! No, wait!”

He called your name, your first name, not some nickname, not some horrible insult, he called out to you with your name.

It took five people to pull him away from you, away from your body that was being carried away.

When the ambulance finally pulled away, the marshalls dropping their holds to let him go he brought his hands to his face but stopped, there, coating his usually pale hands was the crimson blood of you. The blood he’d caused.

✮

Ten days.

That's how long it had been, you were out of hospital, according to your Instagram story just a day ago.

You were back in your small Italian apartment with your dog.

The apartment just across the road from his own, he could see you through the window, he watched you trying to work out on the balcony yesterday, before giving up with some coaxing from your dog who dragged you by the sleeve back inside.

He’d seen you receive the flowers he’d sent, no name on the card of course but they had put a smile on your face.

It took him another three days, with coaxing from Robert, to go over and see you.

He got another bunch of flowers, and some other things for you, a book he’d heard you talking about to Angelina, your favourite sweets and some chocolate, other little trinkets he knew you liked.

His hand hesitated to knock and after spending almost seven minutes before he knocked, that was it, he knocked.

And he waited.

And when the door swung open, you were standing on the other side in a pair of shorts and your Prema hoodie.

Your small smile instantly vanished and without hesitation you began to close the door.

A thud followed by a light groan met your ears and then you looked down. The idiot had stuck his foot in the door, his blue flip flop twisting in an uncomfortable way.

“Ten minutes, please.”

“Five.”

“Eight?”

“Six.”

“Eight and a half?”

“That's more.”

“Seven.”

You raised a brow and sighed, “Seven, you have seven minutes then I’m kicking you out of my house.”

Stepping to the side you allowed him inside and he stood awkwardly looking around, the living room was different when inside, he could see everything, the different colours, the style, not just the sofa, bookshelf and TV.

There were pictures on the walls, of you and the team, even one of you and him sharing a podium at the beginning of the season he tried not to let his eyes linger on the image.

Your arm holding onto his waist, small hand wrapped around, covering the name tag on the hip of his race suit, his arm was around your shoulders as you both held your trophies out for the camera.

You cleared your throat and he dragged his eyes away from a young you with Jenson Button. You were standing beside him, a small Ferrari flag and a McLaren hat.

“Six…”

“I am so sorry,” He began putting the things he had bought onto your kitchen counter, “I was stupid, I knew you were there and I turned in, I-I, I was stupid.” He repeats the last two words again and you nod.

“Yeah, Oscar,” You say with a shake of your head, “You were.”

That was the fourth time you’d said his name. Oscar. Even when you said it, voice filled with venom and betrayal it still did things to him no one else had ever been able to before.

He forced himself to not linger on the thought, clearing his throat as he rubbed a hand down his face then ruffled his hair.

It's then that he notices the small bandage around your stomach, noticing his gaze there you tugged your hoodie down and crossed your arms again.

“Please don’t be angry at me.”

“I have every right to be angry!” You yelled, your calm demeanor changing.

Oscar flinched, eyes looking up to yours that held so much hurt he could only look for a few seconds, seven to be exact.

Yes, you’d argued before but you never raised your voice, ever.

“You could have killed me, Oscar.” Five, “You could have ended my career there. Why, because you’re angry I’m going to win. You need to grow up, god, you’re such a dick sometimes, you can never see that you have everything you want, and now you want this too?”

“I don't get everything I want-”

“You have the family, the friends, the fans, the hookups, Oscar.” Six. “I’m stuck here in Italy with no one, just me and my dog. This, this thing, racing, this title, it’s all I have, it's the only thing I have that you don’t.”

“You have something else I want.”

You rolled your eyes, “Oh yeah? And what's that? A big dick-”

He cut you off by grabbing you by the back of your neck and brought you into him, lips moulding onto yours as he pushed you back against he kitchen island, one hand gently tracing your jaw as the one on your neck slipped into your hair.

You gasped allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth, a soft moan slipped past your lips, “Oscar.”

Seven.

Once again you were fighting, only this time it was for dominance.

And it took no more than seven seconds before he was letting you win, before you pushed him back, backing him up against the kitchen wall.

But it didn’t last long, his hands falling down your waist, backing you up slightly, pushing the gifts he had bought aside as he lifted you onto the counter.

You tilted your head back as his mouth traced down your throat but a soft palm against his forehead pushing it away stopped him.

“Time to go.”

He raised a brow at you as he stared up through his lashes, a soft look on his features.

“That's Seven minutes.”

#oscar piastri #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri one shot #oscar piastri imagine

[jinxthejubilee]

Let's Make National MC Appreciation Day!

Today is the day that we celebrate every single MC, faceless or not, from every video game, TV show, or movie.

Warning: Contains spoilers for the following movies, games and TV shows- Obey Me, Twisted Wonderland, Demon Slayer, and My Hero Academia.

My honorary selection includes:

MC from Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All! 🐏

This poor, poor thing. I know this is an otome game, but honestly, with all the lore and characters we're given, I see this as more than just an otome game (plus it's MY list).

So, we've been sent down to Hell, or in this case, the layer right above Hell; called the Devildom, to stay as an exchange student, or as I like to call us, "the resident therapist." For our protection, we live with the Seven Avatars of Sin and discover all the hidden secrets this world has to offer.

For all the MC has gone through over the last 2 years they've lived down there, I'm convinced that they are immortal. Having to stay in an unknown place with strangers who initially act like jerks, a select handful of said jerks wanting to kill them, one of them successfully killing them, and having to restore the familial bonds of a broken family? God tier, I don't care what anyone says.

Yuu/MC/Yuuken from Disney's Twisted Wonderland ✨️

It's like whenever Japan sees anything they think: "Yes that, but make it anime boys."

Again, a regular person in a strange land, Yuu finds themselves in the magical school known as Night Raven College, or NRC. (Also, do NOT be fooled by the COLLEGE part in the name, most of the characters aside from a few are 16).

Anyway, after many shenanigans involving our new friends, or as the fandom has dubbed them, the "Braincell Trio," we help the villain-inspired dorm leaders through their trauma by fighting them in a rhythm game.

I feel like "resident therapist" is an accurate title for most games like this, honestly. Overall, I'm willing to bet that Yuu is exhausted, stressed, and practically done with life at this point for having to pretty much babysit their friends, fight almost all the dorm leaders, clean and restore their entire dorm that has been abandoned for a 100 years, and being bribed/threatened to help around the school since Principal Broke Bird is too "gracious" to help.

What else is there to say? I respect you Yuu, and may Chernabog give you strength.

Tanjiro Kamado from Demon Slayer 🔥

Not only did he lose almost his entire family (and saw the aftermath of it btw) to monstrous demons, the one family member he has left has been turned into a demon herself.

Yet this dude remains one of the most dedicated, fearless, and happy-go-lucky protagonists I've ever seen. I wish you nothing but the best Tanjiro! Lord knows you deserve it.

Izuku Midoriya/Deku from My Hero Academia ⚡️

Look I don't care what anyone says, this boy deserves everything!

In a world where 80% of people have quirks, Izuku was born without one. But that doesn't stop him from wanting to becoming the greatest hero someday. After gaining powers from the #1 hero All might, Deku joins his new-found friends at U.A. High School in training to becoming great heroes.

First of all, ow... Being born in a world where everyone is special, and you're not, just criminy... that is soul crushing.

On a similar wavelength with Tanjiro, as he's equally as optimistic and determined, Deku is observant, intelligent, bashful, and wears his heart on his sleeve.

Despite the fact that he's seen...horrible, horrible things and is potentially among the thousands of students who are being trained as child soldiers, Deku remains that hopeful, persevering kid we all know and love.

Someone pray for all these kids, they've seen far too much.

Mirabel from Encanto 🦋

Yeah, yeah, I know, this movie has been talked to death, but you know what, I don't care!

Last but certainly not least, is Mirabel Madrigal!

The Madrigal's are a Colombian family living in a village called the Encanto. All of the Madrigal's were blessed with magical blessings known as "gifts," all except for Mirabel, who is ostracized by her own family for not being special.

Again, ouch. Not being special in a magical world is quite common for these protags, isn't it?

Despite that, she's silly, dependable, vibrant, and very proud of her family's accomplishments even if she's not as revered in the eyes of the villagers. When she discovers that the magic is in danger, she doesn't waste a second in trying to figure out what's going on and how she can help her family.

I love how crafty she is, the artist in me loves her designed dress and how each embroidery represents a member of her family.

Point is, I love her and just like the rest on this list, I respect and admire the fact that she kept going when almost everyone in her shoes would have given up by then.

And that's everyone on this list, currently. I have a lot of protagonists that honestly boggle my mind for how they haven't gone insane with how many crazy adventures and people that have to deal with on a regular basis.

So, do any of you guys have any MC's that you love or appreciate? Please let me know! I'm genuinely curious.

With that all being said, I hope you guys enjoyed and I'll see you later! Byeee! 💗

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[etherealeeknow]

touchy-feely

• rated m for mature

• pairing: best friend!minho x fem!reader

• wc: 1.523

• tw: groping, slight nipple play & edging, explicit language, fingering & oral (f receiving), - i think that’s all, please do tell me if you find more c:

• note: I FINALLY POSTED HELLO. this isn’t proofread so i’m sorry for any mistakes! i’ll get to it tomorrow (hopefully 😂) and i hope you’ll enjoy it! also, please kindly note that english isn’t my first language. therefore, i apologize for any mistakes.

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“minho despises skinship, but with you it’s an exception.”

it was supposed to be the typical saturday afternoon for you and minho, but thanks to what jisung said earlier, you were now left on the couch, laying there with what if’s relentlessly running on your mind. you didn’t even hear when he called you from his kitchen that he had to come and poke your side, making you jump. “chill, y/n. do you want extra caramel or nah?” minho shrugged when you shook your head and put the bowl of popcorn on the table so he could lift your legs up, sit down, and place them on his lap. “uh, what are you doing?” you asked when the guy took back the bowl and rested it on top of your tummy as support. “uh, making myself comfy for the movie? duh?” he answered and pressed play.

when you asked him to sit on the other couch, he shot you the most questioning look ever. “you nuts, y/n? you want me to sit alone through this horror torture? of course you don’t. now shush. it’s starting. aaa~” minho didn’t even wait for you to open your mouth properly; he shoved the popcorn into your mouth and continued feeding himself in peace, eyes now glued to the screen despite his claim that horror movies weren’t his cup of tea. you shifted awkwardly on the couch, trying to immerse yourself in the movie, which you eventually managed to.

things went by as usual—since both of you preferred discussing over movies after they ended, the living room was filled with nothing but the eerie and daunting sound from the TV. your body was no longer tensed and you didn’t even realize minho had been feeding you popcorn from time to time. it was until the jump scare popped out that you became self conscious once more upon minho’s touch. though his eyes never left the screen, his free hand was gripping tightly on yours.

“don’t be silly, ji. he has always been like that.”

“he has always been like that, yes, but only to you.”

rethinking over your conversation with jisung made you shake your head and because of that, minho loosened his grip to caress your hand softly, and it only made your eyes grow bigger. “w- what are you doing?” you asked for the second time that day, voice barely audible. “protecting you from the ghosts,” he replied as he put the empty bowl on the table and laid beside you on the cramped couch with his chin resting on top of your head, hands wrapped around your shoulders. before you got to call him out again, another jump scare came and the sound made you flinch, but minho was quick to run his hand along your arm, rubbing it soothingly and his soft touch sent shivers down your spine. “y/n, are you co-” you cut him off by standing up. the sudden movement made you lightheaded, but minho’s hand found its way on yours once again as concern was written across his furrowed eyebrows.

“have you always been this... touchy-feely?” you asked; confidence level so low but you managed to maintain eye contact as you waited for his answer. it had always been difficult to read what was going on in minho’s head, but it never bothered you, at least not until this second. after what felt like a year, minho let go of your hand and faced the ground while running his fingers through his hair. “did jisung say something?” he asked, finally looking back at you and you could only nod, scared of what might happen next. “what did he say?” he asked again, this time while running the back of his hand through your bare thigh and you swore you could feel your liquid gushing out just from the faint touch. “t- that you’re only touchy when you’re with me.”

“and do you agree?” you had so many thoughts, so many questions, but you could only nod. everything felt hazy just from the way his thumb caressing your inner thigh. “and do you like it? if not, i can stop.” when minho retreated his hand, you were faster than lightning, holding onto it as if your life depended on it, and your own action made you blush. “b- but we’re best friends,” you said and he chuckled, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “that’s not the question, love.” before minho got the chance to pull away again, you straddled his lap and could directly feel his growing bulge underneath you that made you even redder. 

shaking your head, you told him, “please don’t stop.” although your voice came out in a whisper, minho could hear it loud and clear and he shot you a cocky smirk before leaning forward to meet your lips. your hands automatically found their way around his neck as he pulled you even closer by your waist and the two of you moaned in unison—both over the small amount of friction. the kiss deepened as no one wanted to give in, but minho was growing impatient, so he sneaked his hand into your hoodie, hiking your bra up to fondle your breast, pinching your nipple so he could hear you choking out your pretty little moans.

“off,” he commanded, breaking the kiss to take off his own sweater and sweatpants, dark eyes never leaving you. he quickly pull you towards him, hovering over you and began kissing you from your neck to your bare chest, then down to your belly, halting right above your undies. you shot him a pleading look, so desperate, yet your words wouldn’t come out. “i won’t stop if you don’t stop me,” he warned and you nodded almost right away. snorting, he added, “and i certainly won’t go further if you don’t say anything either. come on, what happened to the chatty y/n?” he teased, biting your undies to pull it down slowly until it reached your knees; the view made you roll your eyes back, shyness and eagerness all in one.

“minho, please,” you begged while facing the ceiling. “so i’m now a ceiling?” he mocked, a finger drawing circles on your outer labia and this time you sighed out loud in frustration. “for fuck sake, minho, ple-” you were cut off by your own moan when he rub your clitoris, spreading the wetness all over the place. the sensation of being pleasured by another person after months being untouched turned you on for the better, and for that person to be minho made everything far more exciting. you had lost count of how many times you had daydreamed for this to happen whenever he dropped by your apartment wearing nothing but a black sleeveless top after practicing or the way he came out of the shower, water dripping down his neck and veins popping out of his arm when he dried his hair with a towel.

just by having those flashbacks sent you over the edge and you managed to tell him you’re gonna reach your climax soon, which caused him to retreat his finger away and you grunted. “already? god, i barely touched you, y/n. are you that needy for me?” he chortled and you whined, no longer feeling embarrassed. the only thing in your mind was him. “i want you. i want you so bad, please,” you plead through your half lidded eyes, staring at him who was still below you. smirking, he shook his head in amusement and inserted one finger in you without warning, pulling it in and out of you right away before adding another; his lips came in contact with your aching core, his tongue playing its part, licking and sucking it.

you whimpered and spread your legs as wide as you could while bucking your hips, desperate for more. “fucking yes, just like that,” you said, followed with endless ah’s while your hand was squeezing your tits, the other gripping tightly on his hair; nothing turned him better than the way you pull them while he was eating you out, making you produce all of those juices for him to take while his own member was throbbing. your breaths were going shorter as the knot on your stomach began forming again. “minho, minho, minho, fuck!” you screamed as you pushed his face deeper into your pussy and the man did nothing but fastening his pace. “i’m cum-” it only took a few seconds for you to cry out, eyes closing blissfully while you shake and came all over his digits and his pretty face.

once you came back to your senses and the room was filled with only your raspy breathing, minho sit back and eyed you with the most heartwarming smile. “did you like it, love? did i make you feel good?” he asked and you nodded in response, throat too dry to utter a word. “i can’t hear you,” he said and you tried your best to mouth a “yes, minho.”

“such a good girl. now, on your knees. plus, it’s daddy for you from now on.”

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[beewritings]

our final night alive

Eren Jaeger x Reader one shot.

Afab reader, gender neutral pronouns used!

Content Warning: angst & nsfw. Slight violence, first time blowjobs, first time vaginal sex. Not spoiler free, manga is preferred to have been read.

Posted on my ao3.

Summary: You and Eren become lovers, but he disappears years later and it causes conflict on your relationship. I’m bad at summaries I’m so sorry

5.9k words. This is posted on my phone I’m so sorry if the layout is ugly lol. First story posted on here!! :) Feedback is welcomed!

you and eren got together not long after annie was caught being the female titan. you, eren, armin and mikasa became close friends during your cadet days.

you shared a bunk with mikasa, and seeing as she was always focused on eren and armin, you were scared to become her friend because you were unsure if she even wanted friends. you and her became sparring partners during training one day and she, obviously, kept beating you. at some point, eren walks over and tells her to give you a break and so she apologizes to you. from that point on, you always saw eren as a life saver. yes, she kept dropping you to the ground so much to the point where you were in pain so eren saved you. you accepted her apology, of course, and you even got to ask her if you could be friends. mikasa shrugged, but eren answered for her: he said he’d like that. he introduced himself and he called for armin and you introduced yourselves. the four of you never thought you’d actually join their friend group. these were the first friends you made and you never felt happier in your life.

“y/n, what made you want to join the cadet corps? you never told us,” you remember armin asking you one day.

“oh… um… it’s a stupid reason. it’s not worth mentioning… it’ll make it seem like i’m a joke..”

“no reason is stupid. except for that horse face’s reason, that bastard is a coward!” eren said, screeching.

“um.. well as a kid, i was neglected by both my parents. they were so focused on my older brother joining the military police and so happy for him that they basically forgot about me a lot. they always called me a disappointment and such and it always made me feel like shit..”

“so you joined to prove to them you’re worthy?” 

“what? hell no, i joined so i could get away from them. i was tired of being treated like i was a mistake child so my choices were either join the military to slowly kill myself or join the military to get away from my terrible parents. i honestly haven’t felt happy probably my whole life. but then i met you guys and now i feel like i have a purpose to be here? i want to protect you guys. all three of you…”

eren gives a slight smile and then it turns into a bright one. he leans to his left and wraps an arm around your shoulder and his other arm around armin and pulls them in. you and armin wrap one arm around mikasa and you all hug each other. you knew you were there to protect them all. even though mikasa is always there to try and protect eren, you know she needed someone to protect her, and you know for a fact someone had to be there for armin.

 

when discussing what branch of the military you guys were going to join, you four chose to join the scout regiment. then so much happened between when you talked about what you were going to join and graduating as cadets. there were days where you and eren would work together practicing and even though you were her friend, mikasa would keep watching you to make sure you wouldn’t get too close to him. she never told you that she would watch, but she was. when you and eren would spar, there’d be times where he’d pin you on the ground and straddle you with the wooden knife pointing to your neck. you started gaining a crush on eren, not knowing he was too, and you’d blush instead of defending yourself. at some point, you did push him right off of you and pin him instead, which resulted in him with a red face instead. 

when switching partners, you sparred with armin next while eren went to reiner. instead of sparring armin, you tried teaching him moves since you knew he was fragile and it wouldn’t have been a fair fight. armin brought up the topic of you and eren.

“so, you and eren? i saw you guys being flustered while sparring.”

“w-w-what??? nooooo, i wasn't flustered???? no one was flustered, armin. haha..” way to be obvious, y/n.

armin giggles and immediately drops the conversation.

eventually, time passes and the colossal titan decides to return, bringing titans with it. cadets are to help kill titans. you ended up on another squad, but you remind yourself to keep in contact with eren and armin. you couldn't keep sight of mikasa being she was with the higher ups, but you tried. you remember crashing into armin with ymir and connie. that's when you find out that… eren got eaten by a titan. it broke your heart, you felt the pieces inside of you tearing apart. you tried being strong but.. tears started to fall. mikasa made her way and she found out too, armin screaming in tears of all the members in his squad who'd died. mikasa was silently angry, calling everyone cowards. she soars off with little gas, and you immediately chase after her. she flew away so quickly, you couldn’t catch up with her. you had to protect her, you promised to protect your friends. one is already gone, you couldn’t have another one disappear. if she disappears, how can you trust yourself to protect armin? after you all made it to the building, killed the titans inside and got to refilling your gases, you find out that the titan who was killing other titans was none other than eren, the kid you started to gain feelings for.

time skip to capturing annie, the female titan, you and eren had finally gotten alone time. a time to talk your feelings out as eren heals from his fight with her. you went to visit him when you know everyone already has, but when you know he was still awake. it’s been a few years since you’ve met and started gaining feelings, being as you met when you were 12 and are now 15.

“hey, eren. how’re you feelin’, titan boy?”

“ugh, don’t call me that, y/n. that’s the least thing i wanna hear from you.”

“sorry…”

“.... y/n?”

“eren?” you both say at the same time.

“oh, you can-”

“no no, you go.”

you both give off small laughs.

“you go first, y/n.”

“um. well, i’m pretty sure this is the wrong time to bring this up considering you’re tired from fighting that female titan. plus this war isn’t near over and i shouldn’t be focused on feelings because we are soldiers but, uh. i have-”

“me too,” eren cuts in.

“feelings, i- what? i didn’t even finish-”

“it’s been obvious. well, not really. i didn’t think it was obvious, but i figured by the way we’ve been acting towards each other. we always get flustered when we’re close to each other. y/n, did you even realize that you’re holding my hand?”

you both look down and see that you’re holding his hand. you snatch it back with a flushed face and start stuttering.

“i-i-i always h-hold my friends' hands!!! i k-know you’ve seen me hold armin’s!! please, y-you’re not special, eren jaeger!”

eren giggles and blushes as well, leaning to grab your hand once more, this time interlocking the fingers.

“i agree. this isn’t the time for romance considering we are soldiers in the middle of a battle. but that doesn’t make me not want to further this relationship between us.. i-if you want that, that is…”

you bite your lip, looking away from him. you squeeze his hand and he caresses your skin with his thumb. you both kind of just ended the conversation there, but everything was mutual between the two of you. you knew what you wanted. a relationship, but never really having the title due to the war you all were going through. time flies and the battle with reiner and bertholdt to capture eren back from them happens. all you could feel about this battle was anger; you were going to get eren back. and you did. during the time where everyone was healing from it, that’s when you and eren both told both mikasa and armin about the little thing you guys had.

armin was supportive, he was easy. but mikasa took it a little hard, not showing it though. you pulled mikasa away and had a long talk with her about it, tell her you didn’t mean to catch feelings for the man she’d grown to protect with her life, it kind of just happened. but she couldn’t stay upset forever. she wishes for eren to be happy, and as she can see: you made him happy. the happiest he’s been. and she wants you, one of her best friends to be happy too, and clearly it was with eren. since then, you and eren have been open with your relationship. everyone knew, and no one tried to end it. when you guys told the crew, most of them basically said “we figured”. jean actually laughed and didn’t believe it at first, “really? in a relationship with that suicidal blockhead? yeah, alright .” so you did what any couple would do to prove their relationship, you kissed eren in front of them all, in plain sight. that was your first kiss. his, also. jean’s face turned red in embarrassment and he turned away. “alright, whatever. you’re both crazy.”

 

.

 

you miss him.

 

you miss eren. you all found out about what was truly outside the walls, and you helped eren cope the most. you know he really wanted to kill the enemy, they caused so much pain to his home inside the walls. he wanted revenge. you understood and supported his anger, you were there with him through every moment. his rants, his tears, his fears. you backed him up; you were on his side. so why did he still leave you alone? why did he disappear from you and your friends? why were you all in marley, watching his attack titan destroy it from above? you weren’t completely mad, you all were gonna infiltrate marley eventually, you just did it quicker and earlier than planned. when you saw him with your own eyes, his titan, your heart sunk. he looked so different.. has it really been that long? no way. and… he grew such long hair.. god. it was actually kind of hot, but you were too angry to admit it.

you sigh. you stood in the blimp, you didn’t do any fighting. you explicitly told commander hange and captain levi that when you arrive at marley, you refuse to fight. you were in gear, in case you had to, but you mainly stood in the ship with them. when everyone retreated after mikasa recaptured eren, captain levi kicked him to the wall. mikasa tries to run to them, but armin’ stops her. you were in a distance, out of eren’s eyesight but you could see him. you really hated his damn face right now.

two soldiers with guns run to him, pointing towards him. levi starts to speak to him once more.

“this brings back memories, eren. you have such a kickable face.” that earns a small chuckle from you. “after you’re tied up, let’s have a chat.”

“that’s fine, i explained everything in the letters though. did you not understand it?”

“tch. that face reminds me of the rotten shits who lived underground. never thought i would see it on you. but cheer up, everything happened like you wanted it to, right?”

eren just stares off into space, but then looks levi straight in the eyes and he mumbles out, “... where are they?”

“who?”

“you know who… where is y/n.”

“tch. oi, l/n. talk to your shithead boyfriend before anything else happens. i’m tired of looking at his disgusting face.”

levi walks away, tells the soldiers to chain him up and they walk away, leaving you finally in his eyesight. internally, his heart sinks. the look on your face was pure disgust, and anger. you walk towards him, and he looks up at you with his dead souled eyes. you clench your fists.

“y/n…”

you let out a huge breath. “eren.”

“... y/n, i’ve mis-”

you already know what he was going to say, and it just pisses you off. you growl and punch the wall behind his head. you lean your leg back and kick it right into his stomach. you grab a fistful of his hair, gripping it and bringing his face to yours. mikasa tries to push through armin, but armin manages to hold her back still.

“y/n, stop !” mikasa screams.

“do you have any FUCKING clue how worried i’ve been, eren?! HUH?! DO YOU??” you ignore mikasa, “besides mikasa, i probably was even more worried than her! YOU LEFT ME, EREN. are you stupid, eh? HUH? are you fucking stupid? you like knowing your partner is just worried sick about you? fuck the plan, if i wanted to i would throw you off this air ship myself. i don’t even like looking at how disgusting you look, you’re hideous. that dead look in your eyes. you’re not even eren! you’re some man who’s a fucking joke, you don’t care about us do you?! that time on the train? when you said we were all important to you? was that a lie? do you even think we are?” you bang his head into the wall and knee him in the face, bruising his nose and bleeding from it. tears start to well up in your eyes, “i missed you, eren… why’d you just leave us like that? i’m your partner… whatever, you’re not worth my time right now. i’m going to check on the others.”

you let go of eren’s hair, look at him a second more and make a disgusted face once more. “you’re not worth my tears.” you start to walk towards the back of the airship.

“you never left my mind the whole time i was there, y/n. i promise you. ”

you clench your fists and ignore him, continuing to walk to the others to see who made it on the airship.

 

.

 

“eren.”

“... y/n?”

you went to visit the prison before commander hange did. you needed to talk to him.

“we need to talk.”

“i’m all ears, my love.”

you hate that he’s seriously using pet names on you right now. it’s always been a weakness. my love, baby, lovebird. you loved them all.

“cute, we using pet names after i beat this shit out of you? okay, sweetie. i’ll call you titan man, yeah?”

“come on, don’t start that again. what are you here for, hm?”

“to talk.”

“okay.. so talk. come on, you know you want to start with how i look.”

“how you look? haha, okay. you want me to say that you look hot? that i want you to ravage me? bend me over and do nasty things to me?”

eren smirks, “actually, yeah. if that’s how you feel, i’d love to hear you say that.”

you chuckle, hating that he isn’t wrong. you do feel that way about him right now. him being really attractive right now, a man bun AND he’s shirtless? this is so unfair.

“well, too bad then. you won’t hear me say those words with confidence. but it would be nice…” you grin and lick your lips.

“oh? unlock these prison bars, and i’ll show you a good time then, baby.”

“no. let’s be serious now-”

“i am serious.”

“no, eren. we need to seriously have a talk,” you give out an exhale, “why’d you do it? do you have a plan in mind?” eren sighs, about to cut you off but you continue, “i’m being serious, eren. i’m not planning on telling the others. this is between us… why’d you leave me?” you start to tear up, “why, eren… you have a good reason for this, right?”

eren looks away from you, not wanting to make eye contact. “i have a plan, y/n. it’s going to work, i know it is.”

“what is it, baby? please, just between us two… i need to know why you left me for so long. i’ve been hurting so much. i love you eren, so fucking much. i literally can’t see myself without you, i see a future with you. please, eren. i want to be with you through it all, thick and thin. we are going to defeat marley together, right?”

“y/n. you are the light in my life, the reason i’m doing everything i am. i want you to live such a perfect life, whether it’s with me or not. i know what i’m doing. i’m doing it for you.”

“no.. no no no! you’re supposed to be doing it WITH me, not FOR me! we’re a pair, we do it together!” you bang on the prison bars, “please eren… i can help you.. yes, i’m upset with you, and i love armin and mikasa, even jean and connie! hell, i love sasha too, god rest her soul. i’m here to protect them all, just as i was in the cadets to protect you, armin and mika. but i love you the most, and if i had to choose… it’s always going to be you. i’d betray my comrades for you, eren-”

“no. no you wouldn’t. I wouldn’t let you. i love you, y/n. with my life, my heart, my soul. i’m willing to die for you if i could, but i will not let you betray the others. they need you more than you need me.”

“eren…” you’re full blown crying now, tears running down your face and overall a crying mess. you reach your hands between the bars holding his face in them and he places his arms through the bars to your waist, “please, eren. let me be by your side. i know floch released information about you, us imprisoning you. it was a tough decision, but someone leaked information to me about how you’re going to escape and meet some of your, uh, followers? they didn’t know if they were supposed to tell me considering the fact i was so angry with you on the airship, but someone slipped up. i know that’s not your real plan, you have something else planned for this… there’s no way you want to be on zeke’s side.. right?”

eren laughs, “hell no. i fucking hate that guy.”

“then what are your true intentions, eren…” you run your thumb across his lips, glancing back and forth between his eyes and lips.

“... i can’t tell you. to protect you, armin, mikasa… the others. i can’t tell you. you’re not joining floch and my followers. you’re staying with the scouts.”

“eren, i’m not-”

“l/n? are you down there?”

you and eren pull away from your intimate hold, and put some distance between yourselves. you cough.

“yes, captain. sorry. i had to give eren another beating and more yelling.”

“well, get out. you’re not allowed to be alone with eren.”

“yessir!”

eren looks at you and looks away. you lean back in the prison bars, grab his shoulders and bring it between the bars. you give him a kiss, a light yet deep kiss. one that just screams, please eren. he kisses you back, putting one hand on your waist. you pull away from his lips.

“.... i love you, eren. please, reconsider,” you whisper.

 

“i love you, y/n. more than you ever will know, i promise to spend my last 4 years with you,” his words make you tilt your head in confusion, “you’ll understand later. i promise you .”

you start to walk back, but then you hear eren’s last words to you, “you gonna let me ravage you soon, right? don’t act like i know you don’t think i’m so hot now.”

you giggle and walk backwards to look back at him, “i’ll think about. maybe if you’re a good boy, you can bend me over and do nasty things to me. maybe more, yeah?”

“oh? is this a promise or are you a tease?’

“take your pick.”

you walk up the stairs, leaving the man of your dreams locked in the prison.

 

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eren escaped the prison. he met with his followers, the jaegerists, just as you had known was going to happen. you and the squad went to a restaurant to talk with niccolo. you didn’t expect what happened to happen. sasha’s family were there to eat, niccolo found out that the girl who killed sasha, gabi, was upon them and he threatened to kill both her and falco, the young eldian boy with her. after a dramatic episode with sasha’s adopted little sister, the little girl she saved from a titan, you, armin and mikasa take gabi to a separate room. you have a small talk, only to see your beloved walk in, with a threat. but to see eren again made your stomach flutter with butterflies. god you can’t get over how hot he looks.

he tells you to leave, he needs to talk to armin and mikasa by themselves. as he sends you out, there's a soldier who leads you into another room. you assume eren told him to lead you into another room. you take off your green military jacket, leaving you in your normal day outfit. after a bit, eren walks in. you blush, because god damn he’s so hot.

“....”

“....”

“... why are you so quiet?” eren asks.

“i-i don’t.. i don’t know. everything that’s happening, it’s just. so confusing…”

“thought you wanted me to bend you over? is that not what you said?”

you look up immediately in shock, “eh?”

eren smirks, “ eh? ” he mocks you, “i said, i thought you wanted me to-”

“i heard you the first time.. seriously, eren? right now? i don’t think this is the right time to-”

“baby, i’m joking. well, not really. i kind of was hoping we would do something here, but you obviously don’t and i am not going to force you,” he sighs, “can we just… hold hands and sit in silence? everything is stressing me out and i don’t know what to do with you.”

“what to do with me..?”

“shh, just hold my hands and shut up.”

…

“eren jaeger, i know you did not just tell me to-”

“y/n l/n.” 

you immediately shut up, knowing you hate when he uses your first and last name. you look away and he reaches forward and places his hands out in front of him, on the table.

“hands.”

you hold his hands, fingers interlocked, and look into his eyes. those teal eyes… you could stare into them forever. you sit in silence for about five minutes.

“y/n.”

you hum in response.

“do you love me?”

“more than life itself.”

“... okay.”

they sit in silence once again.

“eren…”

“yes, my love?”

“.... can we… um…”

“hm? use your words, baby.”

ugh, you hate it when his pet names make you melt. and the way he uses them? UGH he just makes you want to just sit there and obey him forever if it meant him calling you baby. you started to blush and squirm in the chair. eren smirks and chuckles.

“is something wrong, baby? do you… need some release? you look like a pathetic whore in heat.”

you look at him with widened eyes. you’ve never heard eren speak like this to you before, but you.. kinda like it. like, you and eren haven’t even done sexual things so for you both to say dirty things, let alone imply sexual activities towards each other, was new. and well, it seems like that's going to change. eren leans forward with his body, taking back his hands and putting one on the table and one to grip your chin towards him.

“ are you going to fucking answer me? ”

“i-i.. i, um-”

“god, you can’t even speak. you’re so awestruck by the way i’m treating you? it was bound to happen sometime, all you do is cry about how much you love me. it’s annoying. i’m surprised you aren’t a jaegerist, on your knees kissing my shoes. begging for me to fuck the shit out of you. huh? is that what you want? for me to fuck the shit out of you? HUH? answer me, you fucking whore! ” eren slaps your face with the hand that gripped your chin, and he grips it again. he force opens your mouth and he spits in it, “ swallow it. ”

“y-yes sir,” are the only words that could come out, and it boosted his ego and the tent in his pants you didn’t notice until now started to show more. you swallowed the liquid he spit into your mouth and stared into his beautiful teal eyes. you know this is just foreplay, he’s not genuinely angry with you. because his eyes never changed. this is the love of your life… he wouldn’t hurt you. you know he wouldn’t hurt you. you open your mouth to show him you swallowed it and he chuckles.

“ good. ” he lets go of your jaw and pats your head. he looks you in the eye and smiles. a genuine loving smile. he speaks again, “are you okay with this? with what i'm doing?”

you nod, giving a smile back. “i feel amazing, eren. are we… are we gonna, y’know…”

“hm? what did i say about using your words?”

you groan and look away from his eyes. “are we, no, are you actually going to bend me over and do nasty things to me?”

“do you want me to?”

“…yes.”

eren smirks and chuckles. “your wish will be my command.”

on an instant, eren grabs your arm and yanks you over the table. he walks to where you were just standing, and then he drags you by your hair to get off the table. he forces you on the floor, on your two knees to face towards him and his bulge that was being held in his dark pants, screaming to come out. he leans against the table.

“well? what are you waiting for? i’m not helping you. you’re on your own.”

you roll your eyes and you feel like you just know what you’re supposed to do. your hands make way to his pants, unbuttoning it immediately. you pull his pants down to his ankles, and start to rub his bulge. eren sucks in a breath, leaning his head back. he’s getting impatient, he actually can’t wait. he pulls his underwear down, his girthy member slapping against his stomach. he backs up to sit on a chair and spreads his legs apart for you. you stare at him with a flushed face and widened eyes. because it’s your guy’s first time doing anything like this, he smirks and starts pumping his member. pre-cum leaking out. he bites his lip, tilts his head back and lets out a low moan.

“y/n. start. i’m not doing everything for you from here on. suck it.”

you stare at his member, not in fear because your beloved’s cock is big, but in shock. will i… will i be able to fit this in my mouth? let alone.. inSIDE of me?? you lean forward, trying not to let him wait any longer. you lick a long stripe from his balls to his tip, earning a strangled moan from eren. he doesn’t want to pull your hair yet, so he just keeps caressing his thighs. you lick it some more, and then you finally stick him inside your mouth, and he instantly thrusts into your mouth. you let out a choke and pull off to cough. he opens his eyes and puts his hand on your cheek, stroking it.

“i’m sorry baby, i-it was an instant reaction. i’ll try not to do that until you’re ready. j-just.. keep going…”

you nod your head after coughing, letting your mouth right back onto his cock. you slowly start to bob your head, letting your tongue glide against the veins. trying not to bite, you start to bob your head quicker. you use your hand for whatever you can't reach and you just do this for a few minutes. eren’s legs start to shake. you lick his tip a few times, and eren’s hands go to your hair, pushing your head down a little further. he’s close. you can’t tell, but he knows he is. he thrusts up into your mouth, making you gag but you also moan, because fuck it feels so good. the vibrations from your noises trigger him, and he thrusts up more.

“f-fuck, y/n… i’m… i-i’m coming-!”

he pushes your head down all the way, your nose touching his skin. you’re gagging as thick liquid spurts up into your throat, making you gag just a bit more. your eyes tear up from the pain in your mouth, but your body feels tingly, on the verge of an orgasm. eren pulls out of your mouth while breathing heavy. you pull back with lust-filled eyes and you know you’re dying to have him inside you now. you open your mouth to show him his cum on your tongue, then you swallow that and show him your tongue once more. he blushes and giggles, looking away from your face. if he looks again, he might cum again, he doesn’t want to. not yet.

“e-eren… i need you… please, eren.”

eren looks at you and chuckles, “fuck… get on the table. i can’t hold back any longer.”

eren helps you up and sets you on the table in front of you both. he pulls off every piece of clothing you had on, your shirt your undershirt, your pants and your underwear, all at once. he refuses to wait. he needs to be in you now. he looks at your wet folds, he knows you were on the verge of cumming. he gives one long lick against you, and you bite your lip, twitching your legs and holding in your moans. he gets up and puts both arms on either side of your head. his member sliding against your folds.

“oh no no no, you are not going to hold back. i want everyone to know who is getting fucked and by who. i want everyone to know my partner of four years is a whore, a slut for my dick. that they’d do anything just to have eren jaeger’s cock in their mouth, in their beautiful pussy. yeah? are you my little cockwhore?”

“yes sir! i’m your little cockwhore, your little slut. please ‘ren, i want you.. no, i need you!!”

“god, baby. say it again, one more time baby..”

“EREN.”

“oh my god, babe. JUST DO IT!”

you both giggle as if there aren’t soldiers threatening your friends and comrades outside that door. eren looks at you with a genuine smile, and he mumbles “please, baby.”

“... i’m your little cockwhore, ‘ren. your little slutty cockwhore.”

“yeah? who’s pussy is this? huh? who’s pussy am i about to fuck?”

“... mine?”

eren lifts an arm and smacks your face, gripping your chin tightly. “try again.”

“y-yours…”

“what was that?”

“it’s yours…”

“what’s mine? didn’t your mother teach you how to speak? what. is. mine?” he uses that hand that gripped your chin to slap his cock against your throbbing area, sliding his cock between your folds.

“this pussy is yours, eren! this virgin pussy is all yours, eren, now can you PLEASE - o-oh!”

eren laughs as he just slides his member inside of you, slowly. it’s both of your first times, but it feels like it’s not. your cunt is so tight, but it feels as though it’s been used so many times. he gets in all the way, and you reach over to grip his man bun. you pull it out of its hair tie because you didn’t want to bother working with it later. he stays in, waiting for you to give him the go. you clench yourself around him, and considering the fact you were on the brink of orgasm when you were sucking him off, you actually orgasm right then and there. you clench around him tightly, moaning and gripping his long hair. he puts his hand back down next to your head.

“y-y/n?!”

“eren! o-oh fuck… -i-i’m sorry… i was on t-the brink of coming, i’m sorry-! EREN!”

he starts to thrust in, using your juices as lubricant and he just goes for it. fuck waiting, you already came. and he was going to make sure you get another orgasm. he wants his baby to be spoiled with his cum. he thrusts in and out, seeing his cock become visible and invisible. you moan, scream, every verb in the dictionary. you move your hands from his hair to his back and chest, leaving marks all over. eren grunts, feelings so good from your nails scratching him. oh god, his baby is making him feel so good. and he know he’s making his baby feel so good too, it’s very well shown on your face. he keep thrusting until he hits the spot to make you wild.

“EREN! oh my god, please eren, i’m so close, please please! please treat me like your little whore! you’re hitting the spot i never knew existed, please don’t stop!”

“you want it? you want me to fuck a baby into you? hm? want your sadistic boyfriend to breed you?”

god, you were losing it. eren grabs your body, he keeps his dick inside and he pulls you down to the chair with him. he wants you to ride him. and god, it’s a new sensation. you feel like you’re seeing god when you ride him. you hop on his lap, and he holds on to your waist while fucking up into you. you stare into his beautiful blueish green eyes. you wrap one arm around his neck and the other to his cheek and you kiss him. he, of course, kisses back. he helps you hop on him while holding your waist. everything feels so good.

“eren… i’m close again..” you mumble to the boy.

“i know , baby, i am too. i am too.”

he leaves marks all over your chest, just as you left nail marks on his back. you guys just sit like this, you keep riding him until you both are on the verge of another orgasm. he holds you against him, fucking into you so quick and fast and it just keeps hitting your walls. you’re both about to orgasm.

“eren! i’m gonna come, i-i’m-”

“let it out baby, i wanna hear you. i want everyone to hear you! please baby, i love you!”

“eren! i’m- f-fuck.. i love you, eren!”

after you both orgasm for a second time, you both sit there. enjoying each other's hot air, finishing off the post orgasm and intimate moment together. you both stare into each other's eyes, sharing the bonding moment. you both smile at each other, and you nuzzle into his neck. you love eren, you loved him so much. you can’t picture your future without him. he helps you up and he sets you back on the table. he looks around the entire room searching for wipes or paper towels. fortunately, he finds paper towels and cleans your private areas off. he’s beyond happy to have shared such a moment with you, finally. he gives you a deep kiss. he loves you so much. he would love to picture himself in your future.

but,

he wasn’t in it.

.

2 years have passed since the rumbling.

 

you miss him.

 

you miss eren so much.

#eren x y/n #eren x reader #eren jaeger #eren yeager #eren jaeger smut #eren yeager smut #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot angst #snk angst #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #reader insert #snk smut #aot smut #eren jaeger oneshot #eren yeager oneshot #aot x reader #snk x reader #buzzwrites

[urimaginespimp]

Three Months Apart

Tommy x Reader

angst + maybe a happy ending?

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Today was the day you were going to ask him.

You’ve been with Thomas for over six years. The countless parties and weddings you’ve attended together become more and more intolerable. All because every time you went to them, the more you wanted to have your own.  

It didn’t help that your family was pressuring you to it, no matter how against they were of your relationship. Your father often told you, that If you were going to associate yourself with such a dangerous family, might as well make sure you’re officially entitled to their protection.

You gave him the signs, hell even Polly and John started dropping their own hints at him to help you after they figured out what you’ve been trying to do. But as much as Thomas was one of the most intelligent people you know, he seemed to be oblivious about it.

Pacing back and forth outside his office, you were close to backing out when the door opened, revealing Thomas.

“Is there a reason why you’ve been pacing back and forth out here for the last three minutes?” your boyfriend asks you with a smile.

“I uh… wanted to talk.” You answered quietly, walking inside.

Thomas was confused with the nervousness of you voice. Closing the door, he turned to see you already on the seat in front of his desk, fidgeting with your fingers.

“Is there something wrong, Y/N?” He asked you.

“A friend of mine from London is getting married next month.” You don’t know how, but that lie just rolled off your tongue.

“Y/N, you know you don’t have to be nervous about asking me to be your date, right? We’ve gone through occasions like these about a hundred times.” He chuckled.

“Right. We’ve been through a lot of weddings.” You nodded, smiling. “But I never got the chance to ask you the very same thing I often ask my other unmarried friends.”

“Well shoot, darling.” He walked towards you and took the seat opposite yours.

“Do you think they’re making the right decision?" you finally asked him, feeling a rush out of your system. You didn’t even realize how tense this has been making you.

“Frankly, if it’s no benefit for a company, like let’s say an official alliance, then it’s a waste of time and money.” He answered nonchalant, taking a cigarette out of his pocket.

No matter how appalled you were at his response, you tried not to show it.

“Not even if they do love each other?” You felt your throat tighten up.

Thomas sighed. “If they really do love each other, they wouldn’t need to have such a unecessary event to shove it to other people’s face.”

“Good God, Thomas.” You whispered.

“Tom, it’s more than just telling the world how much you love each other. It’s also sealing devotion to each other. Giving them the gift of the right t-to let’s say, visit you in a hospital without having to wait for a real family member tell them that you are indeed the patient’s significant other. Or not having to deal with stupid people labeling you as their whore or temporary piece anymore.” You ranted to him, not being able to hold back in including your personal reasons.

“Is this what this is all about? You let those petty comments in your head even after years of being together?” He asked you, irritated. You stood up from your seat.

“I’m a woman, Thomas. And it’s quiet disappointing that at this time of age, being one still isn’t that significant. I quit my job for you. I left the comfort of my family’s home for you. Everyone I run into knows I’m with you. Now God forbid, but what would become of me if one of your dangerous antics would lead you to your demise? Who would hire a Shelby trash? And I might as well kill myself if I’d have to go back and hear my mother’s non-ending comments about me.”

“You know my family’s still going to take care of you.” He answered quietly, still wrapping his head around your sudden outburst.

“That’s not the point.” At this rate, you were gripping your dress to stop yourself from crying. Not until you ask him one more thing at least.

“Have you even thought about marrying me?” You blinked at him, hopefulness laced your voice.

But for the first time in the years you’ve been with him, Thomas Shelby was out for words in an argument. Your question left his mouth parted, trying to give you an answer.

Your stomach dropped. The defeated look on your face almost pushed him to give you the lie you wanted to hear, but he couldn’t do that to you.

“I understand." You said looking down at your dress and running your hands through it as if an effort to smooth it out, when you were only trying not to show the tears that have finally spilled.

Taking a deep breath, you prepared yourself from the dreadful thing you were about to say next.

"I can’t do this anymore.” You barely said and willed your shaking self to walk out from him that day.

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That was three months ago.

You were in your father’s debt for helping you “disappear” off the radar for a little while. He sent you to live with a wealthy distant relative in the countryside, giving you time to pick yourself up and work on your personal happiness again.

It was safe to say that you were getting there, if it weren’t just for your own mind betraying you every once in a while, when you’d unexpectedly think or dream about him.

And of course, there were times where you almost regretted that day. You were already happy, right? But at the same time, it was better than spending more years before realizing he’d never marry you.

Thomas. You hadn’t heard directly from him ever since that day. Of course you gave a haste tearful goodbye to everybody, promising to write to them in the future. But it was a few letters from your sister that gave you a few updates.

She’d told you how he came to your family’s home a bunch of times on the first month, asking for your father’s favor to tell him where you were. On the second month he’d resort to calling every now and then, but on the third, there was nothing.

You guess he’d finally move on. And that was your cue to finally come home.

A few days back in your family’s home, one of your maids handed you an invitation to your name. It was dated a month back, but what caught your attention was that the seal was clearly already opened.

“It got delivered straight to the Shelbys first, miss.” She told you after seeing your confused expression.

Giving her a nod and a small smile, you opened it and saw that it was a formal invitation to a friend’s engagement party, set three nights from now.

“Should I send you sincerest regrets?” She asked you, and you stared back at her. “S-since you just got back from a trip.” She clarified awkwardly.

“No. Just go with me to find a dress tomorrow, please.”

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“I almost lost hope that you’d even come, Y/N” your friend hugged you as soon as she got you alone after introducing you to her betrothed.

“Don’t be daft. I’d never miss a chance to see my friends happy.” You smiled at her. “I never even knew you were dating someone.”

“Yeah, it’s for the family’s benefit. We like each other though, so it’s no problem.” She explained, chuckling. “So…” she continued. “Where have you been these past few months? I tried calling but all I got was that you’re out for a vacation.”

“I’m no longer with Thomas. Had to clear my head for a lil bit." You smiled awkwardly. Sooner or later you had to tell people anyway.

“Y/N I- I am so sorry for the invitation mishap. Had I known, I wouldn’t have sent it to his address or listed him as your plus one.” She squeezed your hand in remorse.

“It’s fine, really. You didn’t know.” You assured her.

She was smiling at you in gratitude, but something behind you caught her eye that made her gape in surprise. Curious, you turned your head and saw that it was no other than your ex-boyfriend heading your way.

“Do you want me to get someone to escort him out?” You friend asked in panic. Turning to face her, you took a deep breath to calm yourself.

“No, I’ll handle it. What I want you to do is enjoy your party, okay?” You smiled reassuringly. Giving your hand one last squeeze, she excused herself when Thomas was a few steps away.

Turning to face him, you were surprisingly feeling calmer than expected.

“Mr. Shelby.” You addressed him with a curt nod.

“Can I talk to you in private?” he cut to the chase. You bit your tongue back from making a remark about his lack of greeting, after seeing how his eyes were pleading despite his cold tone.

“Lead the way.” You found yourself saying.

On your way to wherever he was going, you caught your friend’s worried eye, and gave her a playful scolding look for not enjoying herself like you asked. Sure enough, he led you both in an unoccupied room that looked like someone’s study.

As soon as he closed the door behind him, you were taken aback when he suddenly charged at you and engulfed you in his arms. Thankfully, you were quick enough to steady yourself so that you both wouldn’t fall.

“Please don’t ever call me that ever again.” He whispered in your ear, shakily.

“W-wha-“

“Mr. Shelby. Please don’t ever call me like I'm just some associate. I hate it.” He cut you off. Your eyes watered at the tone of his voice. It sounded like he was as miserable as you’ve been these past few months.

Unable to give him any response, he slowly finally let go of you from his embrace and faced you. Looking at him, he was in one of his expensive suits, but that could only take away a little of your attention from his real state.

He had never looked as tired as he does right now, he looked like he lost a few pounds, his skin was paler than usual. You resisted the urge to touch his face.

“I’m sorry.” He finally spoke up.

“I’m fine now, Thomas.” You answered, though the lone tear that rolled down your cheek said otherwise.

“I’m not.” He answered frankly. “These past three months have been hell, Y/N. I kept going to your father, begging him to tell me where you were, until Poll told me that the more I persisted, the longer I wouldn’t see you.” He wiped the tear on your cheek with his thumb.

“H-how did you know I’ll be here?” you whispered, still trying to find you voice.

“I opened the invitation. But I risked going here just without guarantee you'd come.” He explained to you.

“I was in a distant aunt’s home. I just had to get away.” You didn’t know what else to say, so you told him where you’ve been. “It had a big garden, and I was treated really well there. They gave me everything I requested, I got to ri-”

“Marry me.” He told you in the middle of your babbling, catching you off-guard once more. “It was selfish of me to merely think of marriage the way I did, without even thinking about how it would mean for you.”

Recovering from the shock, you shook your head at him.

“No.” You replied sternly.

“No?” the hurt in his tone didn’t go unnoticed.

“I don’t want to force you into doing something you don’t believe in Thomas. I left not because I didn’t love you anymore. I did it because we want different things, and we both deserve to be with someone who would have the same mindset as we do. Because yes, I would’ve just accepted your answer and be content with our relationship. But I knew that along the way I’d start to resent you. I never want that to happen.”

“But that’s the thing, Y/N.” He held both of your arms. “When you left, I thought about everything you said and asked. You asked if I ever thought about marrying you. No, I haven’t, but I always thought about spending my life with you, having kids, owning a home together, and all that hosting events bullshit.” He chuckled. “And I realized that I can have that. But I also want to make it official first.” He added softly.

At this point, you couldn’t answer him anymore as tears prickled your eyes. Then he got down on one knee before your standing figure.

“Now please, Y/N. Will you take me out of my own misery and give me your hand in marriage?” He was already crying too. Who knew that the excruciating past three months would lead you both to here.

But just when you were about to give him your answer, the door suddenly opened, revealing your friend who had worry written all over her face. But it quickly turned into a shocked one when she saw that what Thomas was doing.

“I thought you were in trouble since you were taking too long.” She smiled sheepishly at both of you.

You smiled back at her. Then turned your attention back to Thomas.

“I guess we should invite her first, then.”

#Peaky Blinders #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders x reader #PEAKY FOOKIN BLINDERS #thomas shelby #thomasshelby #thomas shelby imagine #thomas shelby x reader #alfie solomons x reader #Alfie Solomons #John Shelby #john shelby imagine #john shelby x reader #Arthur Shelby #polly gray #polly grey #michael gray #michael grey #Michael Gray imagine #michael gray x reader #finn shelby #isiah de jesus #Ada Shelby

[missvelvetsstuff]

Little Bird

Chapter 10

Warnings: swearing, mostly fluff and filler.

Notes: I started reading X-Men shortly after Phoenix died. The mutants in my story mostly look like their characters in the First Class movies. Except Storm- Ororo Munroe is from the comics of the 80's because I don't think any of the movies have done her justice. I think former Super model Iman would have been better than Halle Berry. Storm and Nightcrawler-Kurt Wagner (Rika's brother) were always my favorites. And Gambit- Remy LeBeau from the first Wolverine. Wade Wilson- Deadpool is obviously Ryan Reynolds.

Chere is Cajun term of affection. I'm dating myself again but Dennis Quaid as Remy McSwain in The Big Easy used it and it melted me. He was seriously sexy in that. You know, Jack Quaids dad.

I think that's it. I'm always open for questions and comments.

Rika looked in the mirror to check her hair. She was blonde and tan again with a pale blue vintage 50's style pencil sheath dress with matching blue kitten heels, her hair styled in a low chignon bun. She was pacing her room, waiting to be called down to the press room.

Tony was announcing her officially becoming an Avenger. It had been 2 weeks since the party and most of that had been spent putting together her backstory and creating it online, to ensure the world only had the details they wanted. She was using one of her aliases that was the most generic to blend in. She would officially be Rika Holmes aka Masquerade, 29, California girl, UCLA grad, hacker, expert in hand to hand and mistress of disguise. Plus Clint was teaching her firearms and archery. Fury and the team knew the whole truth but they didn't want Ross or Senator Kelly to find out.

Rika spoke to Remy almost every day on the phone and he had come to visit and take her on a couple of dates. Remy was fun and very sweet, he made her feel so desired but she knew it wasn't anything serious. That's just not Remys way.

Rika had also spent time getting to know Kurt since he was the only family she had if you didn't count Logan, which she didn't.

The Avengers were starting to feel like something. Not family but friends at least. She felt safe and like she could trust them. Mostly.

Rika was still wary of Bucky but was willing to be cordial for the sake of the team.

As she pondered over events of the last few weeks and paced, she heard Friday call her

"Miss Rika, Mr Stark is ready for you" "Thank you, Friday. Please let him know I'm on my way."

Rika took the elevator down, put her shoulders back and walked into the press room to a million flashes.

Tony was speaking "There she is, our new team member. Miss Rika Holmes, aka Masquerade. She is a hacker, skilled in multiple forms of hand to hand combat and Mistress of Disguise. We are very excited to welcome her to the team." He offered a hand to help her up to the podium. Rika smiled and waved. Questions were shouted at her so fast she couldn't keep up. All members of the press were given a folder with the bio that Rika and Nat had created and Tony thanked them all for coming. Next was a reception, giving select reporters the chance to have one on one time with Rika.

While one reporter was grilling her about her personal life and asking if she was sleeping with any of the Avengers, Rika was relieved to see Remy enter the room. Rika looked at the reporter, told him that her personal life was none of his business and excused herself to greet Remy.

Remy gave her a big hug and kissed both of her cheeks "Hello, chere, you look stunning. How's the press treating you?"

"Oh Remy, I'm so happy to see you. Most are ok but the last one was trying to find out who I'm sleeping with." Rika frowned "I don't see what that has to do with my ability to be an Avenger."

Remy chuckled "I'm sorry, chere, but you're a celebrity now and people will want to know. Or he wanted to know if he had any 'super' competition"

Rika fluttered her lashes at him "I don't know, does he have any competition?"

"Aawww, chere, I wish I could whisk you away someplace beautiful and romantic and show you. Unfortunately I'm leaving with your brother and Hank tomorrow, to see if we can find out what Erik Lensher is up to in South Africa. I don't know when I'll be back and contact will be sporadic." He looked at her sadly. Touching her cheek "I'll miss you"

"I'll miss you too, Remy. I've really enjoyed the time we've been spending together." She replied softly

Remy grinned "I don't have to leave till morning" and winked. Rika blushed "I'll get us some champagne, chere"

Loki and Thor made an entrance, like always, and Loki headed straight for Rika. He gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek "Hello, love. How are you? How is your debut?"

Rika smiled at him, "Except for some intrusive reporters, fine. I don't feel any different now that I'm official." She shrugged.

Someone hollared "RIKA!" And she turned to look at the source "Wade! I'm so glad you could make it." She grunted as he swept her up in a hug.

"Wade Wilson, this is Loki and Thor of Asgard. Loki, Thor my friend, assassin Wade Wilson."

Wade grabbed Loki's hand shaking it exaggeratedly, "Not THEE Loki from the battle of New York? That was so hot, I'm such a huge fan of your work."

Loki looked at him "Of course" and pulled his hand back.

Thor gave Wade a crushing hug "The pleasure is ours masked man"

Wade grunted in pain and looked at Rika, wheezing "He seems nice"

Rika scolded him "Wade, Where have you been? I tried to call you about the party celebrating my first mission. Saved a number of mutants that Hydra kidnapped" Rika smiled "Weasel said you were out of the country"

Wade replied "Sorry, there were these gangsters in Spain that couldn't wait. I heard about you being totally BadAss and making the Winter Soldier look like a pussy. I'm so fucking proud. I couldn't have come to the party though, Xavier was there and the last time we met it ended badly. He read my mind and it was just too much for him. It's better for us to stay away from each other"

Rika looked confused "I never heard about you and Charles but I know both of you can be pretty intense."

Wade looked at her "No, you wouldn't have heard. It was like another reality or universe even. But enough about me. Things must be going well if you decided to stay here. Did showing the Soldat up get him off your back? Or did you two fuck it out?"

"Wade!" Rika slapped his shoulder "That isn't going to happen. You sound like Nat."

Wade gasped "Are you saying I sound like THE Natasha Romanoff? The one and only Black Widow? How do you think she feels about men with avocado skin? Can you introduce me to her?"

"Didn't you meet her when you were here with Hank before?"

"I saw her but never met or spoke."

Rika looks for Nat and waves when she finds her "I'm sure she will be thrilled to meet you."

Nat came over and hugged Rika "Welcome to the team, girl. Who's your masked friend?"

"Nat, this is Wade Wilson, another badass assassin and good friend of mine. He wanted to meet you, he's a bit of a fanboy" Rika winked.

"The infamous Deadpool? I'm a bit of a fan myself" Nat flirted

Wade kissed her hand "I can tell you are trouble. Rika, I like her. So, Nat. You must show me some of your moves." Nat and Wade wander off chatting.

Bucky was being a creep, pretending to be involved in a conversation Sam, Steve and Rhodey were having about some mission before he joined the team but he was really watching and listening to Rika and her friends. He watched Nat and Wade stroll past and Wade waved at him flirtatiously, Bucky shook his head.

Remy came back with 2 glasses of champagne and gave one to Rika. "So how long do you have to stick around, chere? When can I steal you away to your room?"

Rika shrugged and looked at her watch "Since I'm the subject of this presser I need to stay until Tony calls it. He said around 4 so maybe another hour."

Remy smiled "You get to just stand around and look beautiful? Have you already had one on one time with all the reporters here? Maybe we should do a lap and make sure you don't miss anyone. Yes?" He offered his arm and they wandered around, stopping here and there to chat until 4:30 when Tony thanked everyone for coming and wished them a good night.

Rika said goodbye to Wade and both made promises to get together soon. He gave her a crushing hug and whispered in her ear "Make sure you bite off a piece of that canjun for me, chere." And kissed her cheek. Rika blushed and laughed.

As everyone headed upstairs a group of delivery drivers showed up with pizza for everyone. Rika and Remy grabbed a couple of pieces and some sodas then went to her room to watch a movie. They decided to have a John Wick Marathon after they ate and Rika showered and changed into some shorts and a tank top. They ate and laughed and cuddled and made out until they fell asleep tangled up together on the couch.

Bucky went to bed after they left the room, grateful that his room wasn't near Rika's so he wouldn't have to listen to whatever they were doing. He took a shower and lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He tried listening to music, then reading, then watching tv. Bucky couldn't concentrate on anything and every time he let his mind wander it ended up in the same place.

Remy woke early and tried but failed to get up without waking Rika. "I'm sorry chere, I have to get going before Hank comes looking for me. I promise I'll get in touch with you whenever I can and I'll see you when I get back."

Rika hugged him sadly "It's been really great. You helped me feel normal again, after all that time with Hydra. Well, normal for us. Be careful and keep an eye on Kurt and Hank for me."

Remy kissed her softly on the lips "I will. Try not to break too many hearts before I get back."

Rika giggled softly "Bye, Remy"

After the Remy left, Rika went back into her room and changed into some workout clothes, sports bra and bike shorts, she needed to stretch and move. It was wonderful cuddling with Remy all night but she was sore from the stress of the press reception and slept so that her neck was aching.

She went to the gym and started her yoga routine on the mat near Nats ballet barre. Relaxing music coming through her ear buds and she stretched and moved.

Bucky was also stressed by the press conference. He wouldn't have even gone but Tony insisted that the entire team be there to show the press they were united in welcoming the new teammate. The reception was even worse because a couple of reporters came at him pretty aggressively, and one was really trying to get in his pants. He hardly slept and decided hitting the gym was the best course of action.

As he walked the hallway he heard footsteps ahead of him and When he saw who it was, wished he had tried to go back to sleep or showered or something. It was Remy, heading to the elevator after leaving Rika's room. Remy greeted him with a grin and a wink "Sergeant".

Bucky gritted out "LeBeau" clenching his left fist. He stopped in the kitchen for a banana to calm the ache in his gut even though he wasn't sure it was hunger. Seems he has already lost but he thought he heard Remy say he was leaving for awhile, at the reception yesterday. Not that he was eavesdropping, couldn't help what his enhanced hearing picked up. He shook his head, trying to clear her from his mind.

When he opened the door to the gym he could smell her, vanilla body spray and a hint of her own musk and sweat. He was salivating, she smelled so delicious. He saw her stretching and going thru the different poses completely fluid, like water.

Bucky just stopped and stared for a moment. Enjoying the beauty of her movement before he realized what a creep he was being, again she seemed to bring that out in him, and went to the punching bag to start working out his stress.

Rika smelled something or more accurately someone while she was finishing her yoga routine. She was already wondering if joining the team was a good idea. Seemed like she couldn't go anywhere without running into him which made it much harder to ignore him. He always had an eager look in his eyes, like he was a puppy hoping for a scrap of her attention. It was a strange change from the animosity he aimed at her in the beginning.

Rika nodded at him "Barnes"

Bucky looked up at her "Rika. How do you feel about your big press conference? I hate those things in general, too many people asking too personal questions. Anyhow, welcome to the team."

Rika smiled softly "It was alright. One reporter asking if I was sleeping with anyone on the team but the rest weren't too bad."

Bucky nodded "Yeah, I saw you with your boyfriend. Or are there two or is it three?"

Rika laughed and shook her head "You're awfully interested in my personal life Barnes. You're not working with that reporter are you?"

Bucky scoffed "Just making small talk. You seem to have a number of suitors considering you haven't been here long."

"You jealous, Barnes? Maybe there's something special about me that they get and you are missing out on. 'Once you go blue, no others will do.' Meh, I'll have to work on that." Rika laughed as she left the gym

Bucky rolled his eyes and watched her go.

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BNHA Chapter 327 Spoiler Analysis: Home Sweet Home

OH MY GOD, GUYS!!!  DEKU GETS A BATH!!!! 🎉🛁 🧼   My broccoli boy finally gets squeaky clean, gets some sleep, and we finally get some R&R time with the Class 1-A kids.  It’s not close to the happy-go-lucky days of old, but it’s some time with the kids nonetheless.  I’m glad Horikoshi put some heart and humor in this chapter because god knows we needed it.  But, let’s be real, this is the calm before the storm:

The chapter starts off with what everyone and Horikoshi has been wanting for Deku since he went on his mission: A motherfuckin’ bath 🛀 🧼🛁!   Kaminiari and Kirishima lead the Class 1-A boys to carry Deku into their side of the UA Alliance bathhouse (looks real nice btw) and give him a good power-wash.  The whole sequence is very comical!  The boys are rushing in and poor Deku has this O_O face on him like “what is happening?” 😂 We also see some of the boys butt naked 😳  It’s clear that Horikoshi had fun drawing this thing and it was fun to read 💚

Bakugo is with them of course and you can actually see his scars from when Shigaraki stabbed him.  He’s not bleeding, but you can see those scar patches on his skin.  I’m curious of how fan artist are going to draw him from now on.  I would like to see that fan art 👀

There’s also some bubble sfx coving Bakugo’s crotch and a translator said it might say dick or penis.  I’m curious what the officials will say.

But, Bakugo being Bakugo is still aggressive towards his classmates.  More playfully than before, but still.  He reminds everyone that he still intends on being the best there is and that everyone is still his rivals (also friends, Bakugo).  HE EVEN MAKES AN ATTEMPT TO CALL DEKU IZUKU!  LIKE HE ALMOST SAID “DEKU” BUT HE CHANGED IT TO IZUKU AT THE LAST MINUTE!  AND DEKU SAYS THAT CALLING HIM DEKU IS JUST FINE LIKE THAT ANGER THAT ORIGINATED FROM THE NICKNAME ISN’T THERE ANYMORE AND IT’S A FREINDLY NICKNAME BKDK FRIENDSHIP GROWTH YOU LOVE TO SEE IT 🧡💚  

After Deku’s bath, he’s sitting in the commons talking to the rest of Class 1-A.  Well, most of them.  Mina tells Deku that Ochako and a few other students went to bed after everything became ok again.  So, I definitely didn’t see Tsuyu, and it looks like Shoji, Aoyama, and Hagakare weren’t in this chapter either.  Ochako I understand; her speech must’ve been emotionally taxing.  Aoyama and Hagakare are the top suspects for being the traitor in the fandom and this isn’t helping their cases.  I don’t know about Tsuyu and Shoji though.  They’re both mutant-types, but characters like Ojiro or mutant-like people like Jiro, Mina or Tokoyami didn’t get outcasted.  Horikoshi did hint that Shoji would be getting something soon.  But, I really am just speculating here.

Now that Deku’s back, everyone has questions for him.  Though I understand why, this has gotta be overwhelming for Deku.  At least they’re not mad at him for hiding OFA.  They seem very understanding actually.

Then my ❄️🔥 boy, Shoto Todoroki, comes in all handsome right out of the baths 💙  He’s drying his right side while you can see a steam cloud on his left.  So, it is canon that Shoto drys himself naturally with his heat. His entrance is so pretty that even Mineta’s questioning it (shut up, Mineta, you’ll never be as beautiful as him).  And yes, I might be a Shoto simp, don’t judge me I see y’all too 👀

Anyway, Shoto asks everyone to let Deku sleep since that was pretty much the whole reason they brought him back.  Problem is, Deku can’t because he really needs to apologize to All Might for abandoning him.  AND AFTER HE SAYS THAT THERE’S A DETAILED PANEL OF SHOTO POINTING TO ALL MIGHT LIKE “UH, MIDORIYA? HE’S RIGHT THERE” AND ALL MIGHT LOOKING FROM THE WINDOW LIKE A HORROR VILLAIN WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE 😭

All Might comes in and apologizes to Deku for not being able to support him when he needed it, but Deku says that All Might support him more than enough.  Mina also scolds All Might for not saying anything when he left.  She wants All Might to apologize to everyone for that.  Though I’m glad Deku and All Might have reconciled (I honestly thought that last convo between them was going to be THE LAST for a hot minute), Mina has a point.  All Might did bail on all of them without any warning.  Kinda messed up in general.

All Might apologizes and he is going to fight with everyone regardless of his physical state so that he can see that flame continue to shine.  However, he warns the kids that they got info on the villains and that the final decisive battle is coming soon.  If the whole “Final Arc” thing hasn’t been hammered into your head, there you go.  I’m also glad that Stain’s speech did end up motivating All Might further.  Who knew?

So, All Might is off to help Endeavor since he’s got unfinished business to take care of.  But, the kids are wondering why Endeavor (and probably Hawks) isn’t entering UA entirely yet.  Shot reminds them that Endeavor is still connected to Dabi and that his presence alone would cause more discourse.  People’s minds can’t change that easily.  Shoto of all people would know.  

As Deku FINALLY SLEEPS 💤 and Shoto puts a blanket over him (possibly warmed by his left side 🔥) 💙💚 Shoto acknowledges how his presence might be making people anxious too even though it’s not his fault at all (thank you, Kirishima for doubling down on this btw ❤️🪨).  But, things are different and Shoto’s going to show that so that everyone can be at ease like he wants as a hero.  There’s even this sweet small smile on his beautiful face as he says this.  He’s grown so much and he’s pretty to boot I love him so much *HANDS IN FACE* 💙❄️🔥 

EVEN KIRISHIMA’S CRYING FROM HOW MANLY SHOTO IS I LOVE THESE KIDS!!!!

And now Jiro steps up and says her piece.  That she knows how hard it is to convince everyone to change their minds for the better.  Like with those two critics from the Culture Fest.  Even so, they accomplished this before, so she thinks they can do it again.  She even gathers all the band members to emphasize on this.  I love how Jiro uses her earphone jacks to rally the band and how she literally drags Bakugo by the shirt for a cute group shot.  None of these kids are afraid of Bakugo anymore LOL 😂!  Also, Momo is the tallest out of all of them in this line up shot (except for Bakugo who’s still being dragged on the ground).  I think she’s roughly 5ft 6-7 inches?  She’s the tallest of the girls I know that, but damn.  She towers all of them.  Even me...  She’s also very pretty in this shot and it’s her birthday as I’m posting this, so happy b-day Momo ❤️

And we get a beautiful panel of Jiro leading everyone to make sure that they’ll go beyond with making everything better than it was before.  We get a nice group shot of the rest of the class agreeing with her with a smile including Shoto with a small one (did I mention that I love him?) 💙💙💙 And Deku’s in the center still sleeping away.  I hope he has good dreams *kisses forehead*💚  And go Jiro for stepping up to the plate too 💜!  All these kids have grown so much.  There is a light at the end of the tunnel. 

Finally, the last pages show Endeavor, Hawks, and Best Jeanist going somewhere, maybe Tartarus.  They got info out of Dr. Ujiko via polygraph and the Nomu Research Group at Central Hospital.  They predict that they have 2 months until Shigaraki’s ready to go again, so they’ll need 1 month of preparation.  But, the info Stain gave All Might gave them more info.  His letter ended up being a personal letter to All Might (Stain really is that nuts...), but there was a microchip in the blade Stain left containing the security records from Tartarus.  It’s not stated how this info affected the mission at hand, but it sounds like it has to do something with the time frame.  So, I’m curious if they have less time to prepare or more?  Given how this is the Final Arc, Imma say less.

Finally, the teaser asks “How are the villains moving?”  I wonder if that means we’re switching to the villain’s next week.  I would love to hang out with the kids more, but I would also like to know what our villains are up to.  Like, where the hell is Himiko Toga?  Is Spinner still questioning shit?  What happened to Mr. Compress after he mauled himself to help Shigaraki and the others escape?  Also I think we need more info on this dude’s backstory given he’s the grandson of the famous Robin Hood villain who’s name definitely didn’t escape me... 😐  Is Dabi laughing his ass off from the utter chaos he started?  Is AFO still smiling like the evil mastermind he is?  Is Shigaraki as crispy as he was earlier?  I was going to ask about Twice but... 😭

So, yeah!  Love this chapter.  Really good transition chapter into whatever happens next.  I’m kinda sad we didn’t see Deku fight off more past villains during his vigilante days.  We got Muscular and Overhaul and I think that’s it?  Didn’t see any of Overhaul’s minions or that teeth-blade villain (Fish-something?; he broke out, but we haven’t seen him since) or Re-Destro or his goons.  I don’t count as Gentle or LaBrava as villains anymore and they were never truly evil to begin with.  Regardless, it was a really cool arc to see a more dark side of Deku.  I’m really glad Horikoshi made great use of his bunny hood and metal mask finally.  Deku really did look demonic for some time.  Also, seeing Deku badass is always a plus.  And seeing the deconstruction of hero society and the possible reconstruction of it was really good too.  Not everything is sunshine and rainbows, unfortunately, but we can do our best to make it that way.

I’m also glad that we finally got our kids back in top form.  Not just being heroes, but being teenagers too.  They all had great moments especially Iida, Ochako, and now Shoto as they should.  But, Bakugo’s apology was peak for me.  Over 320 chapters of development and build-up lead to that moment and it really is one of the best in the series.  It lives in my head rent free.

So, we got 1-2 months in-manga-time until what is probably the final battle of the series.  God, I can’t believe we’re actually nearing the end of this series.  I started reading it back in 2018 when shit was rough for me. I found this series after listening to the music and reading the hype around it.  I watched the show then I read the manga and it really helped me.  Saved me from a dark place actually.  I will miss this series when it’s done and I will be greatly for the joy Horikoshi has gifted us.  I’ll try to save the farewells for later.  I’d say this series has at least 1-1 1/2 years to go.

Me @ the kids and All Might:

#my hero academia spoilers #boku no hero academia spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha spoilers #mha 327 #bnha 327 #Izuku Midoriya #Deku #Shoto Todoroki #Shouto Todoroki #Shoto #Shouto #Kiyoka Jiro #Earphone Jack #Mina Ashido #Pinky #All Might #Toshinori Yagi #Ejiro Kirishima #Red Riot #Deku is squeaky clean now #thank the gods #he's finally sleeping too #i love these kids #I'm also tired tho #imma sleep now

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the bachelorette: the wedding

an: h-hey guys😅 a whole month w/o rhe bachelorette. y’all prolly forgot about it. fortunately, i haven’t😭 sorry yall, i’ve been up all night for the past month reading about nasty white men instead of writing for the bachelorette. this chapter has 4768 words, so i guess that’s a plus.

tags: black, fem reader. i don’t have any triggers off my head, if something does trigger you, do let me know

taglist: @taybird

5:00 am

You had plans to send Levi to his grave. How dare he wake you up at like four in the morning only to start your makeup and hair an hour later? The makeup and hair team were completely respectful towards you and respected your space, considering today was going to be full of emotions.

As your face was getting beat, there was a knock at the door. The makeup artist working on your face stopped so that you could address the person at the door. "If your name is Levi, don't bother coming in," you say. The door opens and your heart jumps because

Her Royal Highness Princess Historia and her girlfriend, Ymir, were in YOUR room.

"Oh sh*t, Your Royal Highness," you let out. Members of your team start to curtsy and bow to Historia. Ymir stands awkwardly behind her. She must have been getting used to the royal bs around her.

You stand to curtsy as well but Historia raises a hand to stop you. "Today is all about you. Ymir and I are going to be your bridesmaids today! Levi called us and we decided we would support you today!" she says cheerfully.

So, Levi probably wasn't going to die today. Now, you couldn't bring yourself to be mad at him but you still side eyes him. He was a powerful guy- you were still under the impression that he said something to Mikasa during the show and caused her unusual behavior.

"O-Oh?"

"Yeah! Ymir and I will get changed but we'll see you in your dress."

And with that, the princess and her girl left your room. It was like a dream.

5:30 am

Weeks before the wedding came, you went dress shopping. However, it didn't go how you wanted it to go. Ideally, you would be dress shopping with Sasha, Mikasa, and Connie. There was no way in hell you would call Sasha and ask her to go with you. You called Connie, who refused to pick up. You thought about calling Mikasa but you felt uneasy about it. So, Levi and his husband, Erwin, went with you.

Erwin was a complete angel. He asked you respectful questions about your life and even made you laugh. Spending time with Erwin made you realized how...dark Levi was and even made you question why they were even together. But your thoughts couldn't stop you from seeing how Levi melted under Erwin's touch. They loved each other. You hoped that You and Jean would be like that.

With their help, you managed to pick the perfect dress.

Slipping it on for the second time was just as magical as it was the first. Your team awed and cooed over how beautiful you looked. Historia and Ymir entered in matching pink outfits and immediately started fawning over how good you looked.

You felt your face redden up and you couldn't help but smile. But all of that went away when a familiar face entered.

"You...you look good, y/n."

"Mikasa...what are you doing here?"

Mikasa was standing in front of you in the same pink color that Ymir and Historia were in but her outfit was a sleeveless wide-legged jumpsuit. Her bangs were brushed away from her face and the rest of her hair sat behind her ears- well, mostly.

"Levi called me. He apologized for everything and told me to come over to apologize to you too. And then he forced me to be your maid of honor," Mikasa explained.

Levi forcing her to come over sounded like him but apologizing? He must have realized he went too far, especially since Mikasa was his niece. Levi was too caught up in creating and entertaining drama that he probably forgot Mikasa's relation to him.

So, you decided to let everything go.

You walk towards Mikasa with arms open and she's shocked but she doesn't hesitate to envelop you in her arms are well.

"I'm so sorry, y/n. I know was so out of line. I'll never let any man get in the way of our friendship again," Mikasa said as she squeezed you harder.

"Same here. If things don't work out with Jean, I'll marry you instead," you joke. You can feel Mikasa's laughter vibrate against your neck. She pulls away first and you proceed to ask another question. "Have you been in touch with Sasha?"

Mikasa purses her lips and shakes her head. "She's been radio silent. I can't tell if she got more backlash than me. She's off social media and just unwilling to speak with anyone. The hate probably got to her and she's just hiding for now."

You weren't too surprised. Mikasa was doing a job- a terrible one- but Sasha went out of her way to sleep with one of your guys...but she was drunk. You could imagine Sasha being the most discussed and debated online. Without speaking to her, you wouldn't know what was really going on in her mind.

"Oh! You never said hi to Princess Historia or Ymir. They're my bridesmaids for the day," you point out. The color leaves Mikasa's face when she realizes who's in the room with her. "Sh*t. Your Royal Highness," Mikasa curtsies. Historia lets out one of her signature giggles and begins to introduce herself and Ymir to Mikasa. As that goes on, your team starts helping you with your dress again.

You were slightly glad Mikasa was by your side today. The situation between the both of you was awkward but you were willing to give her another chance.

7:30 am

In the last two hours, you've done photoshoots and chat with everyone around you. Now it was time for Jean to be yours and for you to be his. You did question the early wedding time that Levi gave you but this would probably be the last time you saw that man so let's just let him do what he wants.

You were visibly nervous. You were gripping onto Mikasa's hand like it would be your last time doing so. "Hey, just remember, he's not your real husband. At least for now. This is all show," Mikasa reminds you. She was right. Jean may have been romantic with you but also he got his hour of fame, he could possibly leave you. Maybe he would get married to Connie.

You started to take a few deep breaths as you pulled up in front of the venue. Levi had rented a beach (not the one you and Connie were on) for your wedding.

From what you could see in the car, there were multiple seats and people were filling them up. You hoped that Connie's family had no ill-feeling toward you and decided to show up. It would be a shame since you were caught on television talking about how you would love for them to be there.

Your car came to a slow end. "y/n, do not worry. Remember, THIS is all fake. Only you decide if it's real," Mikasa reminds you. Levi opens your door and offers his hand to you. "It's go time." Mikasa helped you with your veil making sure that it wouldn't hit the ground.

"y/n, I know I may have been a menace but I'm happy for you. You might have had the most popular season yet," he says. Him bringing up ratings was no shock to you. You don't reply and Levi have his moment.

You like to think that Jean would like to spend the rest of his life with you. You knew that wasn't the case with many Bachelorettes and Bachelors but you look at Levi and Erwin...ah well, that wasn't a good example, considering that Erwin wasn't a contestant. He was the previous host. 'CALM DOWN,' you tell yourself, 'YOU AND JEAN WILL BE GOOD. AND IF HE DOESN'T LIKE YOU, ITS WHATEVER BECAUSE I'M THE BEST THING EVER.'

Minutes later, you're at the end of the aisle. Jean has his back turned and he's pacing back and forth slightly. Next to him is Connie. You know this because you recognize his big egg head. You're happy he put everything aside to support the both of you.

Mikasa takes her place in front of you and the music starts. Levi offers you his arm and you take it.

This was really happening.

You looked into the audience with a smile on your face but everything was moving so fast, you couldn't recognize their faces.

Before you knew it, you were by Jean. He still couldn't look at you- not until Levi gave you away. The marriage officiant clears his throat and begins to talk.

"We are gathered here today to witness the union of Jean and y/n. Welcome friends and family! We're glad to have you with us.

Today is the beginning of a remarkable journey for this couple. Drawing on their mutual admiration, respect, and trust, they are ready to embark on the next chapter in their lives. We celebrate the love and light evident in their relationship and wish them well on this joyous occasion.

Who gives this woman away?"

"I do," Levi answers. He takes Jean's hand and places it on top of yours. Jean then moves his under yours so that he could hold it. He looks down at Levi and mouths 'Thank you'. The shorter male nods and takes a seat.

The officiant gives you and Jean a moment to face each other. Jean had the biggest smile on his face when his eyes landed on you. "You look gorgeous," he whispers. "You're not so bad yourself," you reply.

The officiant continues. "If anyone has cause to object to the forming of this union, speak now or forever hold your peace." You look over Jean's shoulder to see Connie. You couldn't see his whole face, thanks to Jean's height, but you could see his eyes. They were narrowed and looking straight at you.

You wanted to feel bad, but you couldn't. YOU decided that Connie would not be your spouse, and that was final.

No one responded to the officiant's request, so he continued.

"Marriage is an integral part of the human tradition. Let us remember, as we stand here before the Universe, that the vows taken today hold great importance, just as they did to our ancestors. As individuals, we choose to enter the union of marriage to share all aspects of ourselves with our soulmate. Today, this is true for Jean and y/n."

Soulmate. You hoped that was true for you and Jean. You did meet him on a tv show.

"There are few greater joys in life than finding someone with whom we truly "click." In that spirit, I will now share a short reading on soulmates from author Richard Bach:

"A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life."

Under the eyes of Ymir, together we take a moment to acknowledge the seriousness of the commitment being entered into today. With great joy, we also recognize the special bond shared by Jean and y/n.."

This...this was a special bond indeed. Not only that, it was completely random. The next part of the wedding was your vows. The next part of solidifying your relationship.

"I will now invite the couple to share their vows. Jean and y/n, the promises you make today are sacred; they are the groundwork from which your marriage will grow and blossom over time.

Jean, would you like to begin first?"

Jean nods and squeezes your hands. "y/n, hopefully by the end of this ceremony, you will be my wife. I know there's a lot that you're worried about but I'll do everything to make you happy. I'll always protect you and keep you satisfied."

"y/n, your turn."

"Jean. I'm not too sure what to say...you've out-speeched me," you joke. Jean chuckled. "But...I too promise to love and protect you. I'll also make sure we're on the same page because that's very important for our relationship. I'm willing to fight for us."

You look at the officiant, letting him know that you were done.

"Let us proceed. Jean, before your family and friends, do you take y/n as your beloved Wife, to have and to hold, through laughter and in sadness, through challenges and successes, so long as you both shall live?"

Jean is silent for a moment. He's rubbing the back of your right hand and staring straight into your eyes- almost as if he was reevaluating everything. This made you nervous. Jean was a smart guy. You know you couldn't hold him down and force him to do anything he didn't want.

"I...I do," he finally answers. The weight on your chest dissolves.

"y/n, before your family and friends, do you take Jean as your beloved Husband, to have and to hold, through laughter and in sadness, through challenges and successes, so long as you both shall live?"

"Yes, I do," you answer quickly. You hear small laughs coming from the audience.

The officiant gives you a small smile before continuing. "Wedding rings are a traditional symbol of the strength of the bond between two soulmates."  Connie comes from behind Jean with the wedding bands and gave you both one.

"This bond is never broken, and continues in a perpetual circle, glowing with the warmth and eternal light of two souls in a perfect union. By wearing these rings, you will be always reminded of the connection you share and the vows you have made today. Jean, please, repeat after me;

I, Jean..."

"I, Jean..."

"present you, y/n, with this ring..."

"present you, y/n, with this ring..."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love."

"Let it never lose its luster..."

"Let it never lose its luster..."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

Jean, still gently holding your hand, slips the ring on (whatever finger your culture uses for weddings!). He can't help but admire it for a moment. He looks back up at you with the biggest grin. All you had to do was place the ring on his finger and your marriage would be "official".

"y/n, repeat after me. I, y/n..."

"I, y/n..."

"present you, Jean, with this ring..."

"present you, Jean, with this ring..."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love..."

"as a symbol of our everlasting love..."

"let it never lose its luster..."

"let it never lose its luster..."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

"just as my love for you will never fade."

You slip the ring onto Jean's left finger.

"By the power vested in me by the Ymir Life Church and Paradis, under the eyes of the Ymir, I happily pronounce you Husband and Wife! Jean, kiss your bride."

At that moment, everyone disappeared. It was just you and Jean. Jean places a hand on your waist and pulls you in. You find your hands riding up his chest and resting on his shoulder as you get closer. You and Jean connect and all of sudden, you're not in that bubble anymore.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time, I give you Mr. Kirstein and Mrs. l/n!!."

You and Jean left together as "spouses". The first thing you did was official wedding photoshoots that were to be spread all over Paradis and all over the world- thanks to social media. Y'all kinda look like Meghan and Harry tbh.

Anyway.

You both got an opportunity to change in your reception outfits. After that, it was another car ride to the reception venue. Jean held your hand and couldn't stop talking about how beautiful you looked. You were so flustered, you couldn't get a response out. When you reached the venue, the driver helped out first and Jean slipped out of the car after you. He took your hand and entered the reception venue with you.

When you entered the dining hall, you were welcomed by cheers and claps. It was extremely overwhelming- not in a bad sense, however. You looked around the room and caught some familiar faces. You saw Bertholdt and Reiner sitting at a table with another unfamiliar girl. Across the room, Mikasa is seated with Connie, Historia, and Ymir. Everyone else is family that Levi most likely reached out to.

You and Jean take a seat and the cheering calms down. You lean on Jean's shoulder and sigh. The day wasn't over yet, but you were already so tired. Jean places his head on top of yours. "I can't wait to just be with you. I don't know what you had planned tonight but to be honest, I just want to sleep. I haven't realized how tired I was until now," Jean says quietly. "I have to agree. Let's just take a shower, cuddle and just pass out."

Jean brings his head up and smirks at you. "A shower? Together?" You only roll your eyes jokingly. "Oh, look, I think Levi is gonna call us up to have our first dance." "Don't worry, I'll get my answer sooner or later, y/n. You can't run from me." Jean pokes your arm teasingly, which causes you to squirm a little bit. Levi calls you up and Jeans takes your hand to lead you to the dance floor.

(Song of your choice) starts playing and you're not even sure where to start. Jean has a hand on your waist and is holding your free hand. You have a hand on his shoulders. "I'm not even sure where to start, we never practiced," you whisper. Jean smiles softly. "Don't worry about it. We're in this together aren't we?" He begins to move, taking full control. You stumble a bit but your reception dress hides your clumsiness. After a bit, you weren't stumbling anymore. You rest your head on Jean's shoulder and he pulls you even closer. Your movements get even slower. The music slowly disappeared and so did everyone else. It was just you and Jean.

When the music actually came to an end, you pulled away slowly. "You did great," Jean says softly. "So did you." You both go back to your seats. Waiters started to come out and take everyone's orders for dinners and started to pour drinks- meaning a toast would be coming up.

Mikasa comes up to the dance floor and awkwardly clanks her glass, trying to get everyone's attention. Everyone turned their heads and it wasn't because of the awkward clanking of the glass. There were some 'What the hell is she doing here?'s and 'Eren's b*tch?'s. You could visibly see Mikasa's nervousness so you attempted to lock eyes with her. It took her a while but she could finally look you in the eye. Mikasa clears her throat. "Um, hi. You're probably wondering why I'm here but today is not about me. It's about y/n and Jean. I was once y/n's closets friends until I was pressured to do something that I wouldn't normally do." Mikasa gives Levi a side-eye. The shrimp man crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.

"y/n is absolutely amazing...I can't really put it into words but there's something about her that just make people want to be around her. I can see why Jean fought so hard to be with her."

Jean squeezes your hand when she makes that comment.

"I often think to myself about how y/n could have easily met Jean at a café or a movie theatre or something rather than on TV show. But at the same time, this was good for her...and all of us. Here we discovered the lengths of our friendship and who we really were as people. I believe these ups and downs helped y/n find Jean- her true love. Honestly, I wish you both a happy future. Make it worth it."

Mikasa raises her glass and everyone clinks their glass with their neighbors. Connie begins to walk up to the dance floor as soon as Mikasa leaves.

"I'm going to be really honest with you. This is was unexpected. I honestly thought that today was going to be about me." Connie raises his eyebrows at Jean, who furrows them.

"But I guess it's a good thing I didn't marry y/n. I wouldn't have been enough to handle. So, congrats to you, Jean. You're tolerable."

Connie gets off the dance floor without giving you or Jean a look. You look at Jean and he's hurt. "H-hey...maybe he's drunk or something. In his feelings, you know? Don't let him make you feel bad," you say. Jean gives you a small smile before sipping down his drink.

Moments later, it was time for parent dances. Jean got up to dance with his mom. It was a little bit uncoordinated than yours but they looked like they were having a lot of fun.

Next was the bouquet and garter toss. You started with the garter first. You sat in a chair with your legs cross. You knew this was going to happen but it wasn't rehearsed. Jean could see your uneasiness, so he started doing a silly sensual dance. It made you laugh and your laughter got louder once he started shimming down to the floor. He got closer to your thigh and you felt your face heating up. You slapped your hand over your mouth once he starting biting the garter and pulling it off. As he continued, you cupped your face. When Jean was finally day, cheers erupted and you uncovered your hot face. Jean closes his eyes and throws the garter into the crowd and it lands in the hands of Reiner. The guys cheer even louder for him as he awkwardly glances over at Bertholdt, who is a few people away from him.

Next was the bouquet throwing. You closed your eyes and the guest counted you off. Once you heard the number three, you threw the bouquet. You open your eyes and turn around to see that Bertholdt had gotten the flowers. His face is so red...he look like a tomato.

After your guest settled down, it was time to cut your cake, meaning that your wedding day was almost over. You picked a (cake of your choice) for tonight. "It looks delicious. I can't wait to try it," Jean whispers in your ear. "It is. You'll love it," you respond. You pick up a knife. Jean wraps his hands around yours. You both gently place the knife on the cake and pushed it down. You lean back to give Jean a kiss and he gives you one. Jean grabs two forks by the cake and hands one over to you.

Jean scoops a piece of the cake first. He places a hand on your chin and you open your mouth. "Ladies first," he says as he places the cake in your mouth. You take a minute to savor the taste before swallowing. You also take a piece of the cake and get on your toes to feed Jean. He chuckles softly at your struggle before taking the fork from you and feeding himself. "You're right, it's good," he says after swallowing. He bends down slightly to give you another kiss.

The night was slowly coming to an end. There was no sight of Connie after his stupid speech and Levi and Erwin were getting ready to get home. Historia and Ymir had left right after the cake cutting ceremony but had promised to call you once everything had settled down. You and Jean formally greeted your guest and started your goodbyes.

Mikasa had gone up to you with a slightly awkward face. "Today wasn't so bad, huh?" she starts. You give her a kind smile. "It wasn't. Did you enjoy yourself?" Mikasa pauses to answer. "Your wedding was beautiful...however, I can't get upset over the reaction about me being here. y/n, I have to apologize again. What I did was completely wrong. I shouldn't even be blaming Levi for everything. I could have told you at first and-"

You pull Mikasa into a hug to shut her up. "Mikasa, move on. Come on, we're adults! At least you're apologizing and trying- unlike someone we know," you joke. You pull away. "Hopefully, if Jean and I have a real wedding, it won't be as awkward for you." Mikasa nods. "I'll see you around. Congrats." As Mikasa walks off, Reiner, Bert, and this mystery blonde come up to you. Inside Reiner's pocket is your garter sticking out and Bertholdt is clenching your bouquet.

"Hey," you start," Thank you for coming. Who's your friend?"

Bertholdt looks over at the blonde. "Thank you for inviting us...um...this is Annie. My dad thought you were her."

Now, why did Bertie's dad think you was this yt girl?😟

LMAO. "Nice to keep you, Annie. You Bertie's girl?" you ask.

Annie shakes her head no frantically. "OH, NO. Never in a million years, no. Yuck!" she answers dramatically. Reiner throws an arm over Bert's shoulder. "He's actually my boy now," he says proudly. "OH-! Congrats! So we're having a wedding for you soon, yes?" You tease. Reiner nods and Bertie tries to hide his face in Reiner's hair. "When did this all happen...? I just eliminated you like...two weeks ago?"

"Well...Reiner and I were still in contact and when I left, he reached out to me. We met up a few times and we hit it off," Bertie explains. "Congrats. I'm really happy to hear that," you answer. You turn around to look for Jean. He's talking to his mom. He gives you a small glance before continuing his conversation with her. "I better go catch up with Jean. It was nice to see you...and finally meeting you, Annie." The trio say their goodbyes before leaving.

You make your way over to Jean but you're stopped by the human fit of annoyance- Levi. You were so tired of him but you threw on a smile since Erwin was walking over as well. "Yes, Levi? I thought we were done here," you say in a singsong voice. "Aw, you're ready to go?" Levi says sarcastically. You open your mouth to answer but he cuts you off. "For starters, thank you for adding on to mine and Erwin's paychecks. We really appreciate it. Arrangements for your hotel and honeymoon have been put together. You're tired of me, but don't hesitate to call me if something goes wrong. Besides that, I wish you luck. Make everything worth it."

Levi walks past you and Erwin stops to hug you before following his husband.

Jean makes his way up to you, his mom following behind. "Everything good? I saw shrimp talking to you." You take Jean's hand. "Everything's good." Jean pulls you into a side hug. "Aw, you guys are so cute. I really do hope you last," Jean's mom comments, "I've always wanted a daughter."

"Mom, nothing's official yet-"

"I'm glad you think of me as your daughter, June."

"Well, I'll see you later. Jean, take care of her tonight. Be good to her and listen to her. Don't be rough, she's not a rag doll," June warned her son. She had a finger up in his face and everything. Seeing their relationship on the regular was going going to be hilarious.

Jean swats his mom's finger out of his face before waving her goodbye. He then fully wraps his arms around you. "No offense. But I'm glad this is over. We'll get to know each other one on one now," he says. You can't help but agree.

ITS FINALLY OVER. well not exactly. i have one more chapter to write and y’all will never hear about levi, 12 guys, and dates ever again😭 but since this series has reached its goal (you getting married) please do me a favor and rate my series, it would be appreciated!

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[lyranova]

Dance With Me

Hi guys~! I know its been a while since I posted a fanfic so I apologize for that! So here’s a Yamichar fic I wrote on Valentine’s Day but I didn’t have internet to post it 😔. So I hope you guys like it and I apologize if it’s not very good!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,478

Warnings: None

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If Charlotte Roselei could be anywhere else in the world right now, she would be. She was currently at a Valentine’s Day party that her friend and fellow captain Dorothy Unsworth was throwing and she was a mixture of irritated and annoyed. She had literally been proposed to by four different men, from four different squads and no matter how many times she refused and told them to leave her sight they kept coming. What was it about this day that made everyone feel so in love? Honestly, it was just a normal day. Charlotte never really celebrated the holiday and did really see a point to it. She was currently walking around the ballroom when another man, this time from the Green Mantis, approached her. ‘Here we go again.’ She thought exasperatedly as the man came up to her, somewhat nervous looking, his face was as red as the Crimson Lions robes.

“ M-Ms. Roselei-.” He started before Charlotte cut him off.

“ That’s Captain Roselei.” The man’s face turned even more red at his blunder.

“ Right! S-Sorry, Captain Roseli. I just wanted to ask you something,” the young man cleared his throat before kneeling down and pulling out a bouquet of flowers, although Charlotte had no idea where they came from and she wasn’t sure she really wanted to know.

“ C-Captain Roselei, will you mar-.” She cut him off again this time her annoyance clear in her tone.

“ What is it with all of you?” Her eyes cold as she stared at the nervous man. “ Why can’t any of you see I’m not interested in getting married at this time? If I've turned down four marriage proposals, what makes you think that I’d accept yours?” Her tone was harsh, icy, and 100% laced in annoyance. The young man's face paled considerably and the entire room was staring at them, Charlotte’s face turned a small shade of pink before she hurried out of the ballroom and walked onto the balcony. The cool air felt good on her warm face, she walked over to the railing and leant on it.

“ Geez Princess, you really cut him off at the knees didn’t you?” Came a gruff voice behind her, she jumped and turned to look at Yami Sukehiro, who was leaning against the stone wall smoking a cigarette. She blinked and let out a small sigh of relief.

“ I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there Yami,” she told him before crossing her arms. “ I hadn’t meant to be so harsh with him, I’ll have to go apologize to him later.” She added with a sigh before Yami nodded and came up to her.

“ Let the kid lick his wounds a little bit before you do.” He told her before putting out his cigarette as he came to stand beside her. Charlotte looked him up and down, he was still wearing his usual white tank top and brown pants, she couldn’t suppress a small laugh.

“ You couldn’t have at least tried to look nice for this party?” She asked as he turned to face her, a small smirk on his face.

“ Nah suits aren’t really my thing,” Yami said as he scratched the back of his head. “ if a fight were to break out it’d really hinder my movements y’know? So I figured it’d be better if I just came in my normal clothes.” He added with a shrug, Charlotte couldn’t help but frown.

“ Why did you come here anyway? I didn’t think this would really be your scene?” She asked with a slight teasing sound in her voice, Yami chuckled a bit before leaning his arms on the balcony railing.

“ Honestly? To get away from my squad for a few hours. Plus there’s free food and free booze so.” He shrugged as though it were the most simple answer, Charlotte laughed.

“ Of course you’d come to a party just for free food.” She shook her head before leaning against the rail herself.

“ Well, that’s not the only reason I came here.” He told her suddenly, Charlotte quickly looked at him and noticed Yami was staring at her. She quickly turned away as her face began to turn a bright shade of red. ‘D-Did he really say that?! No. You were just hearing things Charlotte, you must’ve heard him wrong!’ She told herself before they both went quiet for a few minutes.

As they sat in silence Charlotte could hear the music from inside the ballroom, it was soft, but she could still make out the lovely melody as it floated through the double doors to outside where she and Yami were standing. She couldn’t look at him, too afraid that he was still staring at her, he had to have misspoke. Right? There was no way he said that. She hadn’t noticed she was softly moving her fingers to the sound of the music, but Yami had and he was struck with an idea.

“ Hey Princess, do you want to dance?” He suddenly asked, causing Charlotte to turn and look at him again, a small blush still on her face.

“ W-What?” She had to be mishearing him once again, was there something possibly wrong with her hearing? She would have to go see Owen about it in the morning.

“ I asked if you wanted to dance with me?” He asked her again, this time standing up straight and turning to look at her, with a hand held out to take hers. She blinked at him with surprise still on her face.

“ B-But, you don’t really strike me as the type who dances.” She said, the shock on her face also spreading to her voice. Yami smirked at her and shrugged.

“ I’m not. But this is one of your favorite songs, so I thought maybe you’d like to dance.” He told her, his hand still outstretched. So she hadn’t misheard him the first time! Charlotte's face blushed even more before she simply nodded and took his hand. They moved to the center of the balcony, her hand holding his, her other hand was placed on his shoulder while his was placed on her waist. Luckily for them the song was slow so they didn’t really have to do any special choreography, the two Captains just swayed back and forth, neither really knowing what they were doing.

Charlotte had to admit she was pleasantly surprised that Yami of all people had asked her to dance. She didn’t even know if he knew how to dance! Charlotte had never seen this side of him before, this softer and somewhat kinder side, it was a nice change. She noticed how close they were and quickly looked down at their feet, she didn’t want him to see her face get red again. ‘Why does he have this affect on me? He’s the only man I’ve ever known who could make me act like this.’ She thought, ever since he had freed her from her curse many years ago she had been nervous and somewhat shy around the Black Bulls Captain. ‘Maybe, what I’m feeling is-.’ Before she could finish that thought she looked up and her heart stopped.

‘That look! He had that look in his eyes earlier!’ Yami had a warm, soft look in his eyes. It was the complete opposite of what he usually looked like, it made him look even more handsome than what he already was. It took her breath away. ‘W-wait a second, is he moving closer?!’ Charlotte noticed his face was steadily inching closer to hers, and she was doing the same. ‘N-No, wait a minute! Hang on Charlotte! Not here, not with all those people inside! Not with members of your squad watching!’ That single thought snapped her out of the daze that she was in, she placed a gentle hand on his chest to stop his movements.

“ S-Sorry, I thought-.” Yami tried to apologize before Charlotte stepped out of his embrace and quickly cut him off.

“ It’s not your fault Yami,” she quickly said as she wrapped her arms around herself. “ it's just that it's getting late and I need to get back to my squad. So I should go apologize to that young man.” She looked away and quickly walked towards the doors to go back inside.

“ Hey Princess,” Yami called after her, she stopped to turn toward him and she noticed that carefree smirk plastered on his face once again. “ you’re a great dance partner.” She couldn’t stop the small laugh or smile from appearing on her face.

“ You’re not so bad yourself. I’ll see you around Yami.” Charlotte said before turning and walking back inside to apologize to the young man.

“ See ya around, Prickly Princess.”

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I’m sorry it’s not very good! I’m having a hard day mentally so I apologize if that bled over to my fic 😔! I’m hoping to write for more ships soon soi might put out a poll later to see what you guys would like to see next. But I hope you guys enjoyed this and I apologize if you didn’t, thanks for reading and I hope you have a good day 💗~!

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