faun-the-fawn77

[faun-the-fawn77]

"ALL IS FOUND"

"But can you brave what you most fear? Can you face what the river knows?"

James Potter x Fem!Reader Word Count: 14.4k Warnings: Swearing, cringe romance, bad grammar, author being obsessed with both Frozen and James, the smallest mention of spice, kissing, disney love cliches, Lucius Malfoy Desc: Frozen!Au. James had heard the stories from townspeople. The eldest Evans sister was a ghost. An enigma. No one knew who she was or what she looked like. Come coronation day and he can't seem to take his eyes from her. Even as ice and snow rained down upon the storming town, James fought along side her younger sister, Lily, to bring her back and save the kingdom. Maybe a little true love will quell the storm that seemed to never end. Note: I happened to listen to my disney playlist and have been in love with James Potter for what feels like my entire existence. This was an itch that needed to be free from my mind. Sonic Movieverse fics will be sporadically posted when I can:) Its been tough so bear with me, please. Love ya!

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The skies were overcast. A dark grey with clouds swirling in contempt. The cold nipped at exposed skin and turned noses red. Snow or rain was threatening to fall down on the small kingdom of Arendelle. The fir trees that stood tall around the town were waving and bending with the wind, the small green needles falling to the rocky ground. It wasn’t uncommon for the quiet town to be so dreary and grey. The weather was rarely a nice one and was what usually warded off anyone else to come sailing into their fjord. The city was quiet, townspeople dressed in dark colors and grouped in the cemetery. The priest standing at the tombstone was reciting a verse from the bible in his wrinkled hands, voice cracking here and there with the harsh wind blowing towards him. 

At the front of the community was a pretty redhead adorned from head to toe in black. The dress billowed violently behind her, the veil upon her brow slipping off with the storm brewing in the air. Her emerald green eyes, which were usually shining with love and warmth, were lifeless. The words of prayer floated straight through her as she stared at the names carved into the tombstone. Evans. It was like the piece of stone was taunting her, begging her to dig them up to see if they were really dead. Didn’t matter because in the end, her parents' bodies will forever be lost in that dreadful sea. The faint sounds of the harsh waves crashing up against the shore of the kingdom was mocking. Like it was telling her that there was nothing she could do, that it will get its vengeance one way or another. 

Groups slowly filtered out at the end of the priest's prayers. People offered their condolences to the mourning princess, wishing her and her elder sister well. The priest rested a hand on the princesses shoulder, squeezing with warmth and muttering a ‘I’m praying for you’. Lily couldn’t bear to bring even a small smile of acknowledgment to her face. The chill of the air seemed to pierce through the thick wool of her clothes, numbing her entirely. A glance to the looming castle only made her heart sink further into her chest. She didn’t know what to do. Her sister never left the castle to attend their parents' funeral. Hell, she never left her room up on the second story of the grand home. Lily always watched as the few servants they had brought her letters from other trade partners or her parents disappear into the abnormally freezing room. Despite her efforts of trying to connect with her older sister, it felt all for not. Her parents forbade her from seeing her. Always saying that she was sick and couldn’t play until she was better. 

The walk back was quiet, lonely. Orange leaves blew across the cobbled path through town. The lamp posts flickered with a few being quelled from the weather. Lily rubbed her gloved hands together, hoping for at least a bit of warmth to seep into them. The guards at the gate opened the entrance for the petite redhead. Lily quickly walked to the other open door on the other side of the courtyard to escape the biting cold and into the soothing warmth of the castle. Servants bustled about, taking the dark cloak from her shoulders and placing a hot cup of tea in her numbing hands. A quiet thanks came from her lips as she walked through the hall and up the stairs to the second floor. Her free hand rested on the knob to her bedroom when she caught a glint of the silver handle to her sisters from her peripherals. She contemplated. Her sister received the letter that morning, informing them of the death of their parents. Lily can remember the screams echoing through the castle from behind her sister's closed door. Things smashed and glass broken, Lily begged her to let her in. She could still feel the dull pain of pounding on the wooden door with urgency. She stalked silently over to her sister's door. The silver knob almost looked frosted over with a small layer of ice. A chilling wind blew from the crack under the door and the small key hole above the door knob. Lily went to grab the handle when the door flew open to reveal Mary, one of the three other maids that were requested to stay in the castle. She was Lily’s age with brown bouncy hair and surprisingly tan skin for a place so far north. She hurriedly closed the door behind her before the younger princess could see inside. 

“Hello, princess. Welcome home. How can I help you?” Lily gaped before stepping back a bit for space. 

“I- uhm. I just wanted to check on Bambi… see how she was with everything that…” Mary nodded slowly, a frown taking over her lips. She pursed them in thought and grabbed the redhead's arm to lead her back to her own room. 

“She’s alright, considering. She requests to be alone to grieve. Her coronation is now being sped up and once her birthday rolls around in the late winter this year, the counsel will start prepping for the ceremony in the summer of next year.” Lily took in the information with an assured nod. Maybe, with the doors opening next summer, she’ll finally be free. Free to roam the town and meet new people. Meet the one? A flush came to her cheeks at the thought of a handsome prince whisking her away from this place. 

Soon enough, winter came and left. Her sister didn’t appear once on her 21st birthday. Lily sat in her room, the windows frosted over and snow swirling in the air. The fjord was frozen over and couples skated along the edges. The air didn’t warm up any faster than the snow melting on the ground. Green leaves started to sprout from the bare branches of trees, birds singing and distant howls of wolves echoed from the mountains. The sun made an entrance in the second week of May. Townspeople bustled about, shouting and talking about the crowning of the queen happening today. 

Lily was still asleep, drool dripping from her mouth onto the silk pillow below her. A knock to the door and a muffled voice from the otherside roused her from the deep sleep she was in. Her red locks were up every which way, a croak in her throat. Mary knocked once more before letting herself into the younger princesses room. A green fabric was draped in her arms along with other smaller pieces of clothing. The two chatted a bit, Mary helping Lily get ready for her elder sister's coronation and Lily bouncing in excitement from the fact that the doors and windows will finally be open! Once Mary put the final pin in Lily’s hair she wished her the best and took to helping (Y/N), Lily’s older sister, with her outfit for today. 

Lily was quick to rush out her door. Servants were opening the window shutters and the doors around their home opened for the public tonight. A breathless laugh escaped her throat at the sight. This was something she has been dreaming of for so long. She can hear the sea birds crowing for their next catch and the community of their kingdom laughing and chatting joyfully. Looking out the window to her left, she saw the fjord full of docking ships with lords and dukes being led through town. With her sister being crowned queen and an eligible bachelorette, she wasn't surprised to see the thousands of men running their hands through their hair and fixing their outfits. 

She ran past the guards by the front door and through the clean courtyard. She greeted people excitedly, shaking hands and waving enthusiastically. Her smile never left her face. Turning to face a newcomer, she ran right into a horse and knocked down into one of the splintering skiffs sitting on the docks. Before the boat could tip into the water, the cream colored horse put a hoof down onto the end and kept it upright. Lily flipped her dress down, checking for scrapes or bruises before noticing the black gloved hand held out in front of her. She looked up to see a boy with platinum blonde hair that could almost rival her sisters and an award-winning grin looking down at her. 

“You alright?” His voice was charming, smooth. A blush rushed up to the redhead's freckled cheeks and she muttered a thanks to the man for helping her up. A bit of flirtation on the man’s part and greetings being exchanged, Lily learned that his name was Lucius Malfoy. The surname rang a bell in her head but she still couldn’t place where she had heard it from. When the bells in the distance echoed about, Lily apologised and promised to see him later when she was able to. The run back to the castle had caught a few peoples eye, including the two men by the produce stands and the large stag nibbling on a carrot the one closest to it was holding. 

Sirius and James watched as the fiery head of hair rushed by them with a panic note in her voice at the prospect of being late. Sirius chuckled at the sight. He’s seen the bright head of hair once or twice through the glass windows of the normally gloomy castle. He had shown James once and whispered about the two sisters that lived there and how one was cursed with a deadly sort of magic that sent the previous king and queen to their early graves. Of course, James scoffed at the thought, not once believing that made up rumour. While the redhead was spritely and full of energy, the mystery surrounding the unseen queen-to-be was what intrigued James the most. She was basically a ghost with anyone not able to remember her from her youth. No one could remember what her hair was the colour of or if her eyes were a sapphire blue or a dark woodsy brown. The counts from people who had apparently seen her pass by windows in the castle were proven wrong when they found it was one of the other maids, Marlene McKinnon. 

The Potters were a family found company. Building a business from the ice blocks they collected from the frozen lakes in the mountains. Sleds and reindeer were a prominent sight on the outskirts of the kingdom, the Potter logo being branded into the wood of the sleds. It was always a shock to others when James had waltzed through with his stag, Prongs, that was twice the size of the reindeer his parents had enlisted to the workers. He was told that he’d take over the business soon. His heart not quite with the spirit his parents had, he always rode off into some adventure or another with his friend, Sirius Black. 

Shoving the carrot into Prongs’ snout, James was quick to follow after the redhead and into the rapidly filling courtyard. The shouts of his name from his best friend fell on deaf ears as the determination in his chest took over. He wanted to see the mystery sister. Wanted to know why someone he had never seen or met had captured his heart so fast and left him wanting more. He ran a hand through his messy black hair and fixed his round glasses upon the bridge of his nose. His eyes took in the beauty of the interior castle. The walls were a dark maroon with gold accents strewn about. He was guided by servants to the surprisingly big church-like room in the castle. Pews lined the walls and a red carpet ran along the center that led to a small stage where a religious figure stood talking to another gentleman. He was quick to swipe one of the front seats and made sure to stretch enough to save room for Sirius. 

His nerves sparked through his body making his hands sweat and his knee bounce rapidly. What if she wasn’t what he thought she was going to be like? If she was as mean and cruel as people whispered about? Even her sister didn’t look too thrilled with the ceremony. Sure, the gates were finally open and the windows finally let in fresh air and sunlight but why hasn’t the eldest made an appearance? Why was she such a mystery?

Heels clicked back and forth on the blue carpet sprawled out on the floor of the large bedroom. Ice frosted over the walls and bedsheets as (Y/N) muttered nervously under her breath. The chill in her room didn’t seem to bother the woman while Marlene, her personal maid, shivered lightly. Her hands shook trying to tie the new queen's hair up into a low braided bun that was now in a braid down the woman’s back since she abruptly stood to pace the floor. 

“Bambi… It will be fine. Mary, Alice and I will be there to help. If you need anything, look at one of us and we’ll help. Just, let me finish your updo.” (Y/N) glanced back at the shaky blonde and huffed out a breath. She sat back down on the plush stool and stared at her gloved hands. The shade of teal matching the bottom half of her dress while the bodice was a velvety black adorned with jewels of all colors. Once the final pin was pushed in, Marlene draped the long royal purple cloak across the shoulders of her queen and clipped the gold chain to its button. 

“You will do just fine. Just breathe.” (Y/N) nodded absentmindedly, fidgeting with her gloves once more to make sure there were no holes or access to the pale skin inside. She stood slowly and exhaled. It was just for ten seconds. A small quote and she’ll be crowned queen of Arendelle. She followed Marlene out of her bedroom for the first time in almost a decade. The unfamiliarity of the castle walls greeted her with a small warmth. Memories flashed and left as quick as they appeared. The paintings hung about made her feel small, especially when the sheer black cloth that covered her parents portrait blew lightly from the open window nearby. 

The scenery was both familiar and uncomfortable all the same. Marlene placed a gentle hand on the woman’s elbow and stopped her outside of tall double doors where voices were heard chatting and laughing. (Y/N) could feel her hands shaking, cold air surrounding her now. She wasn’t ready. She couldn’t handle being queen or an authority figure. She couldn’t-

“Breathe.” Marlene brought her back. Her hand was warm where it rested on her elbow, her thumb rubbing small circles into the fabric. She hummed a tune only the two sisters could recognise from their childhood. A memory of their mother cuddling them close to her and singing the lullaby that had them asleep in seconds. 

“You’ll be okay. It’s time now, okay? Just breathe.” With that, Marlene opened the double doors. The chatter stopped and people turned to see the ghost princess at the entrance. Their eyes were wide and mouths dropped in various degrees of shock. While she knew no one had seen or heard from her in a very long time, she didn’t think that they’d just forget her face. Her hair was a blinding blonde that it bordered on white. Faint freckles spotted her rosy cheeks and under her doe-like eyes. The lanterns and natural light had her eyes looking like shining (E/C) diamonds that were well taken care of. She straightened her back and stood tall. She wasn’t going to let them get to her. She just needed to keep breathing. The walk down felt like time slowed for this moment. When she got to the top of the steps and in front of the man, he whispered to her to take her gloves off. 

A breath in, gloves off, and a breath out, she grabbed the scepter and orb plated in gold. Her hands trembled lightly. Her heart raced and before she could panic more, cheers erupted and she was crowned queen. She quickly put her gloves back on, turning to the crowd and bowed with a small smile ghosting her plush lips. 

The walk to the ballroom was quite eventful. She waited for her que to be introduced to those who couldn’t make it to the crowning and then her sister was called. The small redhead sped-walked up the carpeted stairs, almost tripping, and stood next to her with her chest heaving like she had just ran a marathon. The party kicked off with people grabbing drinks and small plates of food from the buffet tables. (Y/N) looked out on the crowd, feeling her chest lighten at the warming atmosphere. A hum to her left brought her attention to her fidgety sister. Lily looked nervous, glancing around the crowd before catching the grey eyes of her older sister. 

“You look lovely tonight, sister,” (Y/N)’s voice cut through the silence between the two. Lily glanced up with an open mouth and big eyes. She wasn’t expecting (Y/N) to even acknowledge her tonight or for the rest of their lives. Lily stammered out a thank you and a poorly put together compliment. While the two reminisced about their food preferences and what not, an older man sidled up to the bottom of the stairs with two burly men at his side. (Y/N) convinced Lily to dance with him since she was a “terrible dancer” and was a threat to anyone's toes. Lily glared back playfully at her giggling sister before reluctantly turning her attention to the man. What a long night this was going to be.

James was enamoured with the sight of the oldest sister. Once the doors opened at the ceremony to reveal an angel, he couldn’t stop staring. Her mere presence left him gasping for air. She was quite literally a goddess in his eyes. She stood tall and regal, hair the color of freshly fallen snow and eyes as cool as the precious ice his family collects. Her skin looked soft and glowy with the faint freckles spread across her cheeks like constellations. Her lips had his hand covering his mouth and squeezing his thighs together throughout the crowning. They were plush and delicate looking, a pale pink and glossy just begging to be kissed until they were puffy. 

Sirius nudged him harshly, making him shake the lust from his clouded mind. He continued to stare at her face even when she was the first to leave for the ballroom. He wanted to get there first, be the one to ask her for a dance or chat with her about nonsense. When the go ahead to leave was given, James dragged Sirius behind him to the large ballroom. Drinks were laddled into cups at the far end of the room with small plates of food being spooned out to those wanting a taste of whatever goods they offered. James glanced around, the lights bouncing off his glasses with every turn of looking for the queen. Sirius grumbled something about needing a drink to get through tonight. 

A new servant, Pettigrew he heard, had announced the arrival of the queen and her sister. James smiled. She was radiant, glowing, ethereal. She had the room looking at her with awe and adoration. He wanted nothing more than to rush up but seeing an older guy strut his way up to greet them had him seething. That man was far too old for her and clearly had bad intentions. He could remember seeing him swaggering off his docked ship and murmuring to his two goons about how she was a monster and harboured dangerous magic. Before James could embarrass himself, he watched as the redhead returned from her dance with the bastard duke. A flash of hurt appeared on the princesses face when Queen Evans looked at her with sadness. Soon, Lily rushed out of the room, tears staining her cheeks as she sniffled away her cries. 

(Y/N) looked distraught but had covered it quickly with a shake of her head and fake smile on her face. James didn’t have one clue as to what went down but it was enough to build an even bigger rift between the two sisters. He watched the queen straighten and look out before heading towards and older couple to chat about whatever was entertaining. He deflated a bit at the thought that he wouldn’t even be able to say hi or ask her about herself. Sirius bumped into him, coming back from downing at least three glasses of the fancy wine they were dishing out currently. His body swayed and he threw an arm over James’ shoulder. 

“Why not just go talk to her? Surely all that political talk is boring her. I can see it from here.” James glared at him, about to snap back when Lily made a reappearance. In tow was a taller man that had long platinum blonde hair and a scheming smile. His arm was entwined with princesses as they rushed up to the queen. 

“I’m sorry but the answer is no.” The words rang loud and clear throughout the ballroom. Guests stopped talking and all eyes were on the pair of sisters. Lily looked at her sister with frustration, her smile turning into a snarl. (Y/N) stood her ground, staring at her younger sister sternly with a hard look in her eyes. Before (Y/N) could leave the conversation at that, Lily swiped for her sister's hand and pulled off her right glove. (Y/N) immediately shoved her hand to her side, covering it with her other arm and glared at her sister, demanding the glove back.

“What did I ever do to you?!” Lily was relentless. She stepped towards her cowering sister with hurt and confusion lacing her trembling voice.

“Why do you shut me out? W-Why do you shut the world out? What are you so afraid of?!”

“Enough!”

(Y/N)s hand was outstretched and swooped over the crowd as she turned. A blast of ice came from the palm of her uncovered hand and jagged ice spikes formed from the frozen ground. Gasps were heard and people too close to the deadly shards stumbled back. Lily watched with shock and fear as her sister breathed heavily, looking around at the faces in the crowd before slipping out the door behind her. 

James and Sirius were quick to get over the shocking turn of events and raced after the queen. Lily was hot on their trail and was yelling for her sister to stop. The courtyard was a disaster. The fountains froze into hazardous ice sculptures and the ground was covered in a thin layer of ice. People slipped and fell trying to run from the girl, yelling out about a witch.

(Y/N) felt backed into a corner. People crowded to congratulate her and wish her well as queen. The doors flew open to reveal that blasted duke and his goons. She begged them to stay away, not to touch her or grab her. A swish of her ungloved hand, ice shot out towards the duke and men. They fell back at the accidental attack and looked at her with fear.

“M-monster!”

The word echoed in her head. Monster. A monster. After that, she was gone, racing to the side door in the courtyard that led to the fjord. She looked back at the flickering lights of torches being waved around in search of her. One step on the ferocious sea and a giant snowflake appeared beneath her. One by one, a snowflake grew into existence. She ran as fast as she could across the rough waters to make it on the other side and towards North Mountain. Finally free.

Guards herded people about, making sure no one was hurt. That Malfoy git was hopping onto a horse to try and give direction to the chaos that was created not even 10 minutes prior. James whistled loudly for his stag while he watched Lily run to the door on the side of the courtyard that led to the fjord. 

Prongs made excellent timing, swooping up Potter and Black and racing to the doorway the princess disappeared through. Sirius gasped when the state of the fjord was seen fully. The whole place was froze over, boats no longer rocking and ice climbing up the sides of them. Snow and wind cut through them, making it hard to see the shoreline. A glimpse of red hair had Prongs rushing to the crying figure huddled on the ground. James hopped down and ran to the girl. He placed one of the wool blankets he got from a servant over her shaking shoulders. 

Lily glanced up to see a boy she’s never seen before. His eyes were hard to see with his rounded glasses fogging over but his hair was a mess and wind blown. His body was oozing with warmth that she subconsciously cuddled into. 

“W-Who are you?” Lily’s teeth were chattering. It was cold and getting colder by the minute. Her sister’s emotions were out of whack and it was like she couldn’t control the storm that had burst from within her. She didn’t know (Y/N) had this. That she was a magical woman with a harsh curse. It probably explained why the area around her room dropped dramatically in temperature or that it always felt like a layer of ice built up on her door. 

“James. James Potter. Now up you go!” James pulled Lily up to her feet. His hand was warm and encasing her small shivering one. She quickly took hold of the blanket around her shoulders and pulled it even tighter around herself. James took notice of the guards approaching their spot and ushered his stag and Lily to the side. Turning to face the princess, he grabbed hold of her shoulders to redirect her attention to him.

“Your sister needs help. From the looks of it, her emotions and lack of training to control her powers had caused a storm to blanket Arendelle. Hopefully, you can talk to her. I know someone who can help as well but we should probably locate her first. Is there somewhere she’d go? A favourite spot when you two were young?” Lily racked her brain for even a small glimpse of a memory to see if she knew anything about her sister. Frustration built in her head at the thought of knowing nothing but her liking chocolate and the colour blue. 

“N-no. When mother and father died, she just…shut everyone out. Marlene was the only one to talk to her.” James nodded. He looked around for any of the guards before leading her back up the stone steps, Prongs following along like a large shadow. The courtyard was now cleared and the lord and dukes being led to clean guest rooms within the castle. Lily grabbed the boy's hand and dragged him through the halls before spotting a small blonde sitting by Faun’s open door. 

“Marlene?” Said girl looked up at the pair with bloodshot eyes. Tears stained the apples of her cheeks, makeup smearing under her eyes. Her arms tightened around her torso as if bracing for an impact that wasn’t going to come. 

“I’m sorry to bother,” Lily began, “but we need to know about my sister. If she had any favourite spots she likes outside the castle? Where would she most likely have run off to?”

Marlene bit her lip. (Y/N) made her promise to never let anyone in on her secrets. It wasn’t that she was embarrassed but so when she did leave, she couldn’t be found. While the thought of (Y/N) leaving them behind hurt, it made her happy that she would be free to use her magic whenever she wanted without the fear of hurting someone she loved again.

“I made a promise…” Marlene whispered. 

“Well, I won’t make you tell me. I’m the one who caused this so I will be the one to bring her back,” Lily spoke with determination. She turned to James who was standing off to the side, staring out the window towards North Mountain.

“You think she’s up there?” He asked quietly once the redhead was by his side. She glanced towards the mountain, a sinking feeling in her gut.

“Yes.”

James looked at her and then nodded.

“Let’s go.” The pair left the castle, James whistling for Prongs who showed up with a very tired Sirius on his back.

“We’re heading up to North Mountain. (Y/N) had most likely run there. I’ll have you stay here to make sure that prat Lucius doesn’t run this place into the ground.” Sirius nodded slowly. The blonde prick was already ordering the servants of the castle around like he’d lived there for years. 

“Got it, Jamsie. Go save your girl.”

North Mountain was cold. Snow seemed to cut through even the thickest layers of (Y/N)’s gown. Her cloak had already disappeared to God knows where from the harsh winds and her heeled boots weren’t any better with how deep the snow was. She unconsciously rubbed her arms for warmth when, in reality, she wasn’t cold. Huffing out a sigh, she stared down at her one gloved hand with contempt. 

“No use for this anymore,” she muttered. The glove flew off in the wind. She bent and cracked her fingers before making a small gesture that produced a swirl of snowflakes. She smiled at the sight. Up here, no one would ever be harmed by her again. She was free to use her magic as she pleased. Swinging her arms about, swirls of snowflakes danced and glittered. The ridge she had walked up to dropped off from a height that nearly made her dizzy. Looking up, the other side seemed to be a better spot than any. She put her arms out before her and a start of a crystalline staircase took place. One step on the snowy step, it quickly turned to ice. A grin had now taken over her face and she placed her hands on the powdered rails to turn them into ice as well. The run up to the other ledge had her laughing and smiling like never before. She spun around and stomped to a stop to form a giant pointed snowflake in the snowy ground. With a raise of her arms, walls took form. Decorative arches and crystalized chandeliers sprouted along with winding staircases and rooms made of ice. Her aching feet carried her towards what would now be her bedroom and was quick to undo the hairstyle that Marlene had spent so much time styling. Her pale braided hair rested over her shoulder with the small tiara now sitting in her right hand. She looked at it before tossing it off her balcony. No need for a crown when she wasn’t queen anymore. She swished a hand up to turn her dark coronation dress into a light icy blue with snowflakes and their patterns glimmering throughout. 

“Now this is more like it,” she murmured, content with her changes and her newly formed castle high up on North Mountain. She hummed as she made her way down and out the front doors. While no one she knew was crazy enough to risk their lives to come get her, she took precautions with summoning a giant snow golem to protect her home. She’d told him to stay at the bottom of the stairs in case anyone tried their luck with the icy steps. A grunt followed and the lumbering golem took his place to the left and buried himself into the deep snow. She smiled at the sight and turned to make the steps up to the double doors as icy as possible. 

Turning to look out at the horizon, a sigh left her mouth. Sadness tugged at her heart from the thought of leaving her sister to fend for herself and learn to run a castle that was meant to be hers. 

“Well,” she hummed, “there’s no going back now.”

The ride up to the mountain was long. James and Lily could feel Prongs shaking underneath them. Even the cold was starting to get to the thick skinned stag. James kept an arm around the princess to 1. Make sure she didn’t fall off and 2. Keep her warm from the blizzard. 

“Do you see anything? A-a house or blonde hair? Any signs of her at all?” Lily’s teeth were chattering. She curled her fingers into tight fists in Prong's fur. The stag let out a grunt before he stopped and lifted his head. His eyes seemed to narrow before taking off into a gallop towards a place the two couldn’t see. James almost cussed out his partner before a billow of smoke caught his attention in the distance.

“Oh, thank God. Someone else is crazy enough to be out here.” The trio broke through the dying trees to a small log cabin. The lights inside were inviting and a sign above the door was unreadable with the snow covering anything discernable. James hopped off to help Lily off the abnormally large stag. 

“Let’s hope they can help…” Lily muttered bitterly. James nodded and took towards the door. A tall man behind the counter of the shop spotted the two and smiled widely. 

“Yoohoo! Big summer blowout!” He cheerily explained his quaint little cabin to the two and showed them with a gesture of his hand to the winter stock. A pink wool dress and set was folded neatly on the bench along with rope and an ice hook. 

“That’s it?” James asked incredulously. The man nodded. Lily sighed and scooped up the items and placed them on the counter. James threw in a bundle of carrots that had the redhead glaring at him before dropping the pouch of coins into the clerk's outstretched hand. The two had then settled into the small hay shed that the clerk said they could use for the night. 

“We should leave now. We can’t afford to wait while my sister is God knows where and probably in danger. I mean, yeah she has powers but what if she’s hurt? Or worse?!” Lily paced the wooden floor. Her hands were busy braiding her auburn hair into two braids on either side of her head. James breathed out a laugh at the fact Lily thought her stronger and powerful sister was hurt somewhere in the storm she would most likely last through. 

“How could she get hurt in her own storm? She’s probably the only one who can survive it. Ice is her thing so the cold probably doesn’t bother her.” Lily glared at him and pointed a gloved finger at him, saying,”Doesn’t mean she can’t slip and fall on her own ice.”

James raised a brow at that before replying, “She literally froze the fjord over and ran across it. I’m sure she can’t slip and fall on her own ice.”

Lily groaned exasperatedly, tugging at her braided hair with frustration. She turned to him again, this time a pleading look in her glossy green eyes. 

“Please? I’m worried…” James took a second before letting out a long sigh and getting to his feet. Prongs rose from his spot on a pile of hay and nudged the bag of carrots dangling from James’ belt who gave the antlered beast a stick to munch on. 

“I’m only agreeing because I’m worried as well. Let’s go.” Prongs ducked under the doorway and kneeled enough for both of them to get on. Lily gripped his fur with white knuckles and flinched when James wrapped an arm around her waist. She could feel his warmth through the thick layers of his and her clothes. With a tap to the stag’s side, they took off up the mountain in the dead of night. James cursed himself silently for not bringing his newly polished sled with them to make the trip easier. 

It wasn’t long into the forest that howls echoed through the air. Prongs stopped mid step, ears and eyes alert for the animals making that sound. James had looked around as well, eyes squinting to see in the darkened treeline though it didn’t help that his glasses were fogged up. 

“What was that?” Lily asked with concern lacing her tone. James gripped her tighter with the fear of not knowing where this wolf pack was. 

“Wolves.” Once that word was uttered, one of the wolves jumped out from the shadows, teeth bared and eyes trained on the two up top. A whistle pierced the night air, sharp and head rattling. Gold eyes flickered in the darkness before a tall man stepped out. His clothes were torn and heavily battered with places showing recent or scarred over wounds. His hair was shaggy, curling down in his eyes. He placed a hand out to calm the growling wolf that was now beside him. 

“You two look lost. If you need directions to the kingdom, I’m afraid I cannot help. There is a cabin a little ways from here, though.” His voice was hoarse, like it hasn’t been used in some time. The pair upon the stag looked at the man with astonishment. This wasn’t something they expected. 

“N-no. We just came from there. We’re actually looking to head for North Mountain. My sister, the queen, ran off after I… after I pushed her too far and made her show her magic.” Then, Lily’s eyes lit up. She looked at him with hope, asking, “Have you seen her? You can’t miss her! Snow blonde hair and stormy eyes? She’s quite tall an-”

“I have not. I was wondering why this storm had suddenly appeared but I guess that answers my question. The road ahead leads to a cliff. If that stag of yours is good, he should be able to jump it with the two of you on him.” The man shooed the wolf away before turning to eye the two again. 

“We aren’t particularly fond of trespassers in our territory so I apologise. Now, off you go before more of my pack shows up.” Before the man could get too far, James yelled out for him.

“What’s your name?” The man eyed him warily before muttering ‘Remus Lupin’. James smiled and introduced him and Lily before making a promise of coming back with food and clothes for him. Remus was stunned at the kindness and generosity of the man. No one had ever given him that kind of kindness. With his uncanny ability to speak to wolves, everyone had run him out from town. A freak is what they called him. But the warmth in his chest didn’t seem to leave, even after the pair had waved him goodbye and sent well wishes for him and his family. 

“Let’s hope you're a man of your word, James Potter.”

The pair had made it past the ravine with a minor slip up from Prongs. The ice hook and rope were definitely a good purchase. James could feel his biceps aching from having to pull the redhead up after she slipped off but caught the rope. 

Lily could sigh from relief after making it back onto solid ground. She turned to see the blizzard now resting over her kingdom. Her chest ached but she remembered that her sister was the one that could reverse it. She’ll make it right. She has to.

“What happened?” Lily looked at the boy beside her. His hair was tousled from the wind and his cheeks were stained a permanent pink from the cold. His glasses fogged up every time he breathed out. 

“What do you mean?” He gave her a look to which she sighed. Suddenly, the snow was more interesting to look at. 

“I met someone. I bumped into him at the pier and it was like love at first sight. After the first little spat from her declining to keep the gates open, I met him again in the garden. He asked me to marry him and I said yes.” James wasn’t impressed. He stood silently for a minute and then knocked her beanie hat off. She gaped at him before trying to splutter out a reply when he interrupted her.

“Why on earth would you think she, or anyone else for that matter, would agree to let you marry a man you just met? Are you bloody insane?! Even I know better than to get down on one knee and propose to someone I met literally 30 minutes ago! No wonder she left! You're a bloody idiot!” James ran a hand through his messy dark hair, irritation running through his veins at what he had just learned. He may have also been in the same boat as Lily, love at first sight, but he wasn’t stupid enough to ask (Y/N) to marry him without her even getting to know him. 

Lily growled at the insults. She wasn’t a kid anymore. She knew what she wanted and she could make her own decisions. If she wanted to marry Lucius then she would marry him. Just because he was the first guy to give her a sliver of attention didn’t mean anything. 

“Do you even know anything about him?” James asked, challengingly. Lily narrowed her eyes at him.

“Of course I do!” James smirked at her. A smug smile on his lips and his hazel eyes beaming with arrogance.

“Oh yeah? What’s his favourite color?”

Lily hesitated before replying, “Green. Like the suit he wore.”

“His eye colour?”

“Dreamy.”

“His favourite food?”

“Sandwiches.”

“Foot size? Or how he picks his nose?”

Lily looked at him with disgust.

“He is a prince! He doesn’t pick his nose!” James just smiled and replied, “Every man does it. Including him.”

The redhead scoffed, holding up her hand and flipping him the bird. His laugh echoed out. He leaned against his friend with shaking shoulders and tears in his eyes.

“You’re a funny one. Your sister teach you that?” 

“No. She was always ‘sick’ so I never got to play with her or hang out.” James quieted down at that. The princess looked sad, a frown now on her delicate features and her emerald eyes looking out into the foggy distance. He frowned as well. Did their parents really keep them separated? Was (Y/N) that dangerous? The shine of the sun caught light of the pure white strip of hair that stood out against the auburn colour of the princesses hair. Had she accidentally hurt her sister? If so, how come Lily doesn’t remember it?

“The white in your hair. Is that from (Y/N)?” Lily spun to meet his gaze. Her brows furrowed at the question and said, “No… I was told I was born with it. I would remember if my own sister struck me with her magic. I don’t even remember her having magic when we were kids. Just my parents telling me she was too sick to play.” James hummed at the reply. He knew why she couldn’t remember. Actually, her memories were probably replaced. 

“I was just curious. Anyway, let’s get moving. There should be a clearing up ahead.” James led them through the fir trees. Snow was heavy on the branches of them while sparkling lines of ice drops dangled from the leafless willow trees. Prongs bounded through them, getting ropes of the twinkling ice tangled in his antlers. Lily smiled at the scenery around her, awe and shock tugging at her chest. 

“It’s gorgeous…” she muttered. James hummed in agreement, holding a hand out to clink the vines of ice drops together. 

“Maybe if the ice was a different color…”

“Me too! I was thinking scarlett! Or maybe chartreuse? How about yellow?” The voice behind the three seemed to have startled them. A snowman with no nose stood there grinning at the three. 

“Hello!” A scream tore from Lily’s throat as she kicked its head off its boddy and into James’ hands. The man looked at him with an alarmed expression when he saw the snowman blink and tossed its head into the air. Its body ran under it and the head landed upside down with an ‘oof’ coming from its mouth.

“I think we got off on the wrong foot…” Lily had seemed to calm down before helping the poor thing see the right way. It thanked her and introduced itself as Olaf. That seemed to trigger something in the redhead. 

“Olaf? From when we were kids?” The snowman seemed confused before reluctantly agreeing with the smiling woman. She hugged him tight before turning with a hand held up and digging for something in one of the pouches on that man's hip. A carrot was shoved right through his head leaving just the tip to show. 

“Oh! Ow! Wait… Oh my gosh… A nose! Oh, I always wanted a nose!” He seemed satisfied before James pushed the other end that stuck out back through his face to make it better.

“It’s nice to meet you guys! But, uh, who are you?”

Lily smiled excitedly, “I’m Lily!” Olaf nodded and then turned to look at James with squinted eyes.

“And who’s the funky looking donkey over there?”

“That’s Prongs!” Olaf nodded then turned to her again.

“And the stag?” Lily looked confused before muttering out, “Prongs?” The snowman spun around to face the two, looking surprised.

“Oh! Well that will be easy to remember!” James just crossed his arms and glared down at the stupid looking snowman. His voice was getting on his nerves already and his airheadedness was already driving him nuts.

“Okay Olaf, do you know where my sister is? She had to have made you so you should know where she went, right?” Lily crossed her fingers behind her back. She really hoped he would know where she went. 

“Oh, (Y/N)? Yeah, I know where she is!” While Lily was asking questions, James crouched down and pulled one of Olaf’s arms from his body. He bent it, twisted it, and spun it to see how it worked. The snowman turned and the stick arm smacked James in the face. 

“Hey!” Olaf glared at him and told him off with a ‘Stop it, Prongs!’ before putting his attention back on Lily.

“I can show you! But, why do you need her?”

“So she can bring back summer.” James answered bluntly. The snowman’s eyes seemed to sparkle at the mention of the hot season. He excitedly spoke about summer with little songs made up on the spot about the beach and the sun and flowers. James thought he was just in a bad dream and that he’ll wake up in his house in the forest on the outskirts of the kingdom with his rocky troll family bustling about. Lily hummed along and danced around with the sentient snowman and laughed at the funny voices he’d make. 

“Oh boy…Someone has to tell him…” James muttered. He felt Prongs hit him with his antlers and turned to glare at the animal. 

Lucius was with two other Arendelle guards. Blankets were folded neatly in their arms as they gave them out to those who needed it and spoke loudly to say there was food and hot tea in the great hall of the castle that was housing nearly half of the small kingdom. Sirius, now disguised as a mutt, wandered the grounds to  keep an eye on the blonde. His animal form wasn’t known to many except for James. This allowed him to roam the city freely while playing with the kids in the town square. It was also good for moments like these that allowed him to eavesdrop without anyone being suspicious. 

Sirius watched as that duke from Weasel Town, or whatever, marched up to the youngest Malfoy with a scowl on his wrinkled face. His body guards looked no different except with shivering bodies and pink noses. 

“Are we really just going to sit here and do nothing while you give away all of Arendelle’s tradeable goods?” Lucius stared down his pointed nose at the small man with a sneer threatening to etch into his lips. 

“Princess Lily instructed me to look after the kingdom while she’s gone.” Before the fuming old man could yell his throat dry, a quake in the ground stopped him. The guards and lord stumbled on their feet before the tremors stopped. Lucius managed to look surprised and then turned to worry for what Sirius was assuming, Lily. 

“Get me my horse. I need to find Princess Lily and bring her back before she gets hurt!” The duke scoffed and asked if one man could track down one person in this storm. Lucius snarled and then asked if he had a better idea.

“Take guards. I’ll even lend you mine. As long as you bring back both the queen and princess. Hopefully we can kill that bitch before she decides to freeze us all to death.” Sirius grew panicked. He had no way of telling James that he now had guards and a Malfoy after him. Especially now that they want to kill (Y/N) before she causes anymore problems. He watched as one of the guards led a sleek tan horse into the courtyard and handed the lead off to the smug blonde. 

His legs seemed to move faster than his mind when he felt his jaw open and the clamp down on the horse's back leg. A cry came from the stallion and its back leg kicked back to try and make Sirius let go. 

“What the- a dog? Where the hell did this mutt come from?!” Lucius shouted. Sirius wishes he could bite his face off for even agreeing to kill (Y/N). With a more powerful kick, the horse had managed to get Sirius off but not without a wound so bad it was limping. Blood was dripping from its leg and Sirius could only taste the bitter iron from the attack. 

“Kill it!” The duke shouted. The two guards at his side raised their crossbows at Sirius who was quick to run to the open castle doors. He could hear their heavy footsteps behind him which made him run with even more urgency. With the castle being surprisingly big, he led them through loops and turns to throw them off. A door came into view and with enough time, Sirius shifted back to open the door and close it shut quietly. He pressed an ear up to wood to listen for the angry men and decided that the coast was clear once the footsteps stomped away. 

“That was close…” 

“What the fuck.” Sirius whipped around to see a blonde girl with a tube of lipstick in her hands that had smeared down her jaw. Sirius stood straight and looked around for an exit before settling his gaze on the frightened girl. He let a smirk cross his lips and he spoke with false confidence, “I’m Sirius. You are?”

“How are we gonna stop your sister from making this weather?” James asked as he dodged the giant ice spikes that looked like a set trap to stop outsiders from getting close. He poked a finger onto one of the points and quickly put his finger in his mouth when pain shot through immediately. 

“I’m gonna talk to her,” Lily said like it was the most obvious answer in the world. James shot her an incredulous look. 

“Talk? That’s your big plan?” Lily turned to glare at him for the nth time since they’ve met. 

“Yes. What, you got any better ideas, Mr. Love Expert?” James felt a  heat rise to his cheeks and was silently thankful that his cheeks were already rosy from the cold air nipping at them. He grumbled out something incoherent which Lily rolled her eyes at.

“That’s what I thought, now, if you’ll excuse me..” And Lily took to trying to climb an icy rock wall. James stood back and watched amusedly as the princess struggled to lift herself up to another small rock jutting out of the wall. 

“I don’t know if this is important but, there is a staircase over here that leads to exactly where we want to go!” His stick arms gestured to hidden stairs and Prongs happily trotted ahead with James following behind and chuckling at the disheveled redhead who was still clinging to the wall. 

“Damnit. Potter, help me down!” James could only smile and shrug, staying in his spot by the bottom of the stairs. 

“I think you got it.” Lily huffed and let go, snow puffing up around her as her body landed on the powdery substance. She got up and brushed off the small snowflakes with aggression and then marched past a snickering James Potter. 

“Screw you, you toe-rag.”

The winding ice stairs taunted them as they looked up to see a tall shining castle made of ice. Lily watched as Olaf ran up them while humming along to a song only he knew. She breathed in and then exhaled as she put a heeled boot on the first step. She gripped the rails tightly when she felt her feet start slipping from under her. She could hear James telling Prongs to wait at the bottom since his hooves kept slipping on the first step of the staircase. 

The giant double doors of the cold castle were daunting. While this ice was barely transparent, Lily still felt nervous. Her fist was raised but doubt consumed her mind. What if she wasn’t here? What if she didn’t want to talk to her? What if-

“Knock. Just knock… Why isn’t she knocking?” The last part was whispered. Olaf was confused and James just sighed. Lily grunted at the two idiots before knocking on the doors. They opened up after the first three hits and the inside revealed a beautifully sculpted fountain with ice replacing the water. A chandelier hung down from the domed ceiling and unlit ice sconces were dotted around the walls. 

Lily turned to the two awestruck idiots and said, “You two should stay here. Last time I talked to her with a guy, it didn’t end well.” 

James spluttered and shook his head, “Um, hello? I got you here! I’d at least like to meet her! Maybe whatever you say won’t do the trick. I’m sure with my sweet talking, we could get Arendelle back to normal in no time.” His arrogance radiated off of him heavily as he looked at her with a smug grin and twinkling hazel eyes. Lily snapped at him to shut up before shutting the doors in his face. James pouted from the other side and huffed as he sat down on the top of the stairs. 

Lily walked in slowly. Her gaze danced around the sparkling room, taking in the details of the castle. If she looked just hard enough, she could see the tiny snowflake patterns imprinted throughout the castle walls and floor. A staircase to her right caught her attention and she carefully made her way over. Her foot almost slid from beneath her before she grabbed on to the railing tightly. 

“(Y/N)? It’s Lily!” Her voice sounded out. It bounced off the walls and right back at her. Heels clicked from above and her sister's voice spoke out with surprise evident in her tone. 

“Lily? What are you doing here?” Her jaw dropped. (Y/N) looked drop dead gorgeous. Her dress complimented her beautifully with the shards of ice on the length of it glittering in the lowering sunlight. Her train behind her was made of sheer frost with snowflakes dotted throughout. Her heels were almost glass-like, clinking against the ice of the floor it's made from. 

“Wow… You're beautiful! And this place…it's amazing!” (Y/N) smiled at her younger sister gently. She thanked her with sincerity. 

“I never knew what I was capable of..”

  Lily hummed in agreement. She frowned and faced her sister again, “I’m sorry. If I had known-” (Y/N) interrupted.

“No no. It’s okay. You don’t have to apologise,” She breathed out a sigh and finished, “You should go.”

Lily looked hurt. Her eyes didn’t sparkle and her frown deepened. She took a step up while her sister took a step back. 

“But, I just got here. Even James helped-”

“I didn’t ask you guys to bring me back. You belong down in Arendelle. I can’t live there. Not with this curse that’s still inside me. I can be alone here. I don’t have to worry about hurting anyone, anymore.” (Y/N) spoke. While she didn’t know who this James was that her sister was talking about, she still felt the need to protect him from herself. 

“Yeah but-”

“59, 60!”

(Y/N)’s brows furrowed. Was that..? No.. It can’ be…

“Olaf?” Said snowman bounded into the foyer with a pep in his step and a smile that seemed to be permanently etched into his face. He grinned at the two sisters and made his way up the staircase. 

“Hi! I’m Olaf! You built me!” (Y/N)’s dull eyes widened at the sight. Their childhood friend stood next to her sister, talking, breathing, moving. Her breath hitched in her throat.

“How are you alive?” The snowman looked down at himself, patting his stick hands over his snow body and coal buttons with confusion.

“I don’t…know.”

“He’s just like the one we built as kids.” Lily’s voice broke through the silence. (Y/N) gazed down at her, a smile starting to slip onto her lips. 

“Yeah.. It is.” And Lily smiled tearfully, saying “We can be like that again.”

A memory flashed through (Y/N)’s mind. The accident that caused Lily to almost die and what had the streak of white marr her sisters beautiful auburn locks. The shot of ice meant to help her sister that only did more bad than good. The anguish in her chest came back tenfold from that night and she turned away. Through gritted teeth and a tightening throat, she spoke, “No, it can’t.”

As she walked away, Lily tried to argue that it can but (Y/N) was having none of it. With a final sneer sent her sister's way, she said, “I’m just trying to protect you. Please, go!”

(Y/N) rushed up to the third story. Her sister's voice was behind her, closing in. She clenched her pale hands up to her chest. Her heart was beating erratically at how close she was to her. Fear gripped her heart and she didn’t even look at her when she told her sister to go back home. 

“I can’t. Arendelle is buried in snow and I’m here to bring you home so you can reverse it.” (Y/N) felt time stop. Frozen? Arendelle was frozen over? Because of her..?

She finally faced her sister, a sinking feeling in her stomach at the fact that her home was buried in freezing snow because of her. Her eyes began to rim with tears and her cheeks were a rosy shade of pink from trying not to cry. 

“What do you mean ‘buried’? I don’t… I can’t undo that! I-I don’t know how!” Her chest was now tight, panic taking hold and fear guiding her through this devastating conversation. 

“Sure you can, Bambi! I know you can!” (Y/N) shook her head at her sister's encouraging words. She tried. Time and time again, she failed at reversing the damage her powers caused. Her room could be mistaken for an ice box with how cold it was or how the ice on the walls never seemed to melt away. 

“I can’t control it, Lily! You’ll only make it worse!” She almost choked on a sob when she noticed the storm surrounding her. Lily was still trying, still talking to her like this was going to help. (Y/N) shut her eyes tightly, tears now streaming down her cheeks and with a final yell, her hands shot out and the snowstorm dispersed, hitting Lily in the chest. Her breath was ragged but the sound of a whimper from her sister's hunched figure had her turning to see Lily gripping her chest, a wince on her face. 

“Lily, I’m sor-”

“It’s fine.” Lily’s voice was sharp, dismissive. Her eyes were full of hurt, betrayal, but she stood tall. Her hand that was gripping her chest over her heart had fallen to her side. She didn’t even register James sliding into the room and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. When the warmth hit her, she shrugged it off. 

(Y/N)’s gaze caught onto the man’s hazel one and for a moment, she felt something in her chest. A warmth. It was different compared to the cold, numbing feeling she always had there. His skin was fair with freckles spotted about. His hair was dark and messy, like he’d run his hands through it for the last 10 minutes and his eyes, oh his eyes, were a gorgeous shade of hazel. His soul was bared to her as soon as their gazes locked. He looked distraught, like he couldn’t choose between helping Lily or staying with her. His mouth opened to say something but her mouth was faster.

“Who are you?” She brought her hand up to cover her mouth and shook her head, “Nevermind. Just– leave…before you get hurt.” She turned her back, cloak flowing through the air and walking away towards another room. Her hands were trembling. 

“I-I can’t leave without you, Bambi.” With a hard gaze, (Y/N) looked her in the eye and said, “Yes, you are.” She pushed her hands out and a block of ice appeared with spikes protruding from it. She made the block move towards them, causing them to run out the door. Lily was struggling in James' grip as he dragged her from the deadly speeding ice block. James made sure to push Lily and Olaf out first in case they weren’t fast enough. He turned one last time to see (Y/N) looking at him with sadness and relief. 

“I’m sorry.”

The trio were out the doors and slipping down the icy staircase. When they landed at the bottom with an ‘oomf’, Prongs got up to help them to their feet with his antlers. James groaned at the pain that was now shooting up his back while Lily grunted about her sister being a hag. James looked over at her to tell her off when the shock of Lily’s hair slowly turning white caught him off guard. 

“What? What are you staring at?” Lily crossed her arms after putting her beanie that flew off back into her dress pocket. James’ mouth opened and closed before Olaf spoke up for him.

“Your hair! It’s turning white!” Lily instinctively reached a hand to her head when James held onto it worryingly. 

“Don’t!- touch it.” 

Lily looked at him strangely before saying, “Why? I’m fine. See?” And took one of her braids in her hand and glanced down to see another white streak added to her head. 

“It was when she struck you, wasn’t it?” His voice was soft, unnerved. Lily gripped her now white braid. She could feel her heart beating irregularly. If her sister striking her with her powers caused this, then that means the other streak was from her sister as well. She was angry. Angry at her parents for lying to her her whole life and angry at her sister for being a coward. For making her think she was sick and that she didn’t tell her about her powers. 

“I know some people who can fix this. Come on!” James helped Lily up onto Prongs’ back. Olaf jumped up on his rear while James slid in front. It was a race against the clock to get Lily help now that James found out she was probably dying from a frozen heart.

“Hold on tight!”

(Y/N) paced anxiously, her heels clinking with every step was starting to overstimulate her. Her mutterings turned into loud chants as she held her hands together towards her chest. 

“Conceal it. Don’t feel. Don’t feel. Don’t feel!” The cracking and creaking of her castle had her looking around in horror. The walls were a dark red from the setting sun. The cracks that now broke through shined brightly, taunting her with the fact that it was displaying how she felt inside. 

She shrunk in on herself. Her hands now pressed onto her chest. Her heart was going to beat out from her chest and onto the icy floor. Her eyes shut in pain as the cracking grew louder in her head. 

The stone setting was new to Lily. Her whole body was shivering at this point and the geysers they passed gave her a sense of relief from the warmth that came with them. James could feel her arms convulsing every few seconds before he grew tired of it and hopped down from the stag's back. He guided her off gently and walked her to one of the steaming holes in the ground. 

“Here. This should help.” He forced her hands out over the hole, the steam warming her up immediately. A sigh of relief came from her and he turned his attention away as soon as she was taken care of. He glanced around the area to see if any of his friends were around. Prongs walked by with Olaf still lounging on his back. 

“Come on, princess.” James walked back over and led her to a clearing with moss covered boulders lying around. James smiled heartily, running around and greeting the rocks. Lily looked confused at the scene. Maybe James had hit his head one too many times. Maybe he could hear the rocks talking to him because she was sure as hell that her ears still worked. 

“Okay, Potter. These are just rocks. I don’t know how those are supposed to help me.” James was still smiling and just told her to be patient. The ground started to rumble, the shaking causing her to almost lose balance when Prongs caught her. 

“James is back! Yay!” The little rock trolls surrounded the boy with laughs and smiles on their stone faces. Glittering crystals were wrapped around their necks or embedded in the moss on their backs. Lily could only watch in awe as James happily chatted with the trolls about his adventure thus far. 

“Oh! Is that her?! That mysterious queen you always go on about?” A push to her back had Lily standing next to James. She turned to snap at whoever did that when one of the trolls grabbed her hand. 

“She’s beautiful, Jamie!” Lily blushed heavily, stuttering out how she’s engaged but James beat her to it. 

“Actually, this is her younger sister, Lily. Plus, Lily is engaged anyway, so I don’t have a chance. And you know how much I love (Y/N).” Lily looked over to see James smiling at her but his eyes screamed with adoration for her older sister. If she had known he loved (Y/N) that much, she would’ve let him talk to her. Maybe he could’ve brought her back. A shot of pain struck her chest once more that had her dropping to her knees and curling in on herself. James knelt down beside her and watched in horror as her hair grew whiter. 

“Grandpappy! Where-”

“Here! Bring her here!” The older troll looked at the youngest Evans with sympathy. He grabbed her hand and spoke softly, “You are in danger, young Evans. Ice has covered your heart and, if not removed, will freeze your entire body for life.”

Lily’s eyes watered. She still needed to apologise to (Y/N). Make things right. She didn’t even get the chance to know her sister. 

“Only an act of true love can thaw your heart.” The trolls whispered conspiratorially to each other and glanced between James and Lily. 

“Lucius. We have to get you back to him before it's too late.” James helped Lily up and guided her to a kneeling Prongs. He thanked Grandpappy and wished them the best before taking off to Arendelle. He could only watch in pain as Lily’s hair grew whiter by the second.

Snow blew viciously at the approaching group of men. They led their horses to the bottom of the ice stairs and looked up at the looming ice castle above them. Lucius guided his horse to turn and face the other guards. 

“We are here to find Princess Lily. Be on guard and don’t raise a weapon to the queen.” He slid off his horse, walking towards the stairs with caution when the lump of snow beside it rose to its full height. The golem stared down at the humans with anger and bellowed out a growl. Lucius unsheathed his sword and held it with confidence. The other guards grabbed their weapons, with the ones from Weselton shooting it with arrows. This only pissed off the monster and it swiped its large clawed hand towards the group. The two dodged and one shouted out that the queen was there.

They chased after her, passing the angry snow golem. (Y/N) watched as the two made it past and ran up her stairs. Her dress almost caught on her heels, causing her to stumble slightly before righting herself. The doors swung open and the two held their crossbows up to take shots at her. She ducked and weaved out, panting from exertion. Backed into a corner, she turned to the two men who looked at her with manic grins. 

“Got ya.” One shot an arrow and (Y/N) threw her hands up to defend herself. A small thing of ice shot up from the ground to catch the arrow and encase it in ice. She lowered her hands and turned her fear into anger. She shot ice chunks at the two. She yelled for them to stay away. The two split up, circling her like prey. She was quick to pin the one about to shoot her to the wall, his crossbow almost dropping from his grip as fear grabbed hold of him when she made an ice spike slowly raise to his throat. The other went to shoot and she summoned a wall of ice in front of him and made him slide through her balcony doors and teeter on the edge of the broken bannister. His hands grabbed the chunk, willing himself to hold on and not fall to his death. 

Her eyes narrowed as she watched the guy cling to her creation, forcing the block to move closer to the edge. The other guy could only watch as the point got closer and closer to his neck. Her vision was red, fury coursing through her veins at the thought of these pathetic excuses for men trying to kill her. Another gust of snow to the guy on the balcony and before she could push him off, a voice yelled from behind her. 

“Queen (Y/N)! Don’t be the monster they fear you are!” She glanced over shoulder at the blonde her sister claims to love. His face was lined with worry. Worry for her image. She turned around and shut her eyes. Maybe if she blocked him out she could-

“(Y/N)!”

An arrow pierced through the air and she watched the blonde strike his sword up against the crossbow in the pinned man's hand. The arrow spliced through the crystalline chandelier above her. Her face contorted into fear as she watched it come down. Hiking her dress up, she turned to run, and slipped on the broken shards. Her head hit the floor and her world went dark.

Her head throbbed as she woke up. When she tried to bring a hand to her pounding head, chains rattled loudly in the room. She shot up with alarm and saw her hands enclosed in iron clasps with chains connecting her to the floor of the dank cell. Her heart was pounding, bile rising in her throat when she realised she was in her own castle dungeon. She yanked at the chains to see if they’d give way. She growled as she yanked her hardest and when nothing loosened, she sat on the dusty mattress with a sigh. 

The steel door creaked open, in stepping Lucius Malfoy. She shot to her aching feet once more and held her iron wrapped hands up in case she needed to defend herself. He looked at her with pity.

“Why did you bring me here?” She asked. He stared at her, watching as her anger rose higher when he didn’t answer. 

“I’m a danger! Just- get Lily!” She snapped. His face formed a frown at the mention of Lily. 

“Lily has…not returned. If you would just stop the winter. Bring back summer-”

“I can’t!” (Y/N) shouted. Her chest heaved as she sucked in panic breaths. Her eyes fleeted towards the barred window before landing back on the blonde. 

“You have to tell them to let me go..” She pleaded. He stared for a second longer before replying, “I’ll do what I can.” He turned his back to her and walked out, locking the door once more. 

(Y/N) looked down at her encased hands to see ice frosting over the metal. Her breaths became shorter as the start of a panic attack began to take hold in her chest. 

Prongs shot down the hill towards the cobbled path that led through the town of Arendelle. Lily’s hair was pure white at this point, her body in a ball and convulsing with shivers every few seconds. He could hear her teeth chattering against each other and was surprised that none of them have seemed to chip yet from the force. He made it through town with Olaf sliding off towards another way to stay out of sight. James almost didn’t notice the shaggy black dog bounding towards him or that a smaller one was in tow behind him. 

“Sirius! Regulus! Hurry, she’s dying.” Sirius and Regulus transformed back and looked at the shivering girl in James’ arms. Regulus looked worried, his canines worrying into his bottom lip. 

“What do you need?” And James explained the gist of it while they sped walked towards the castle. The guards took notice of the princess in James’ arms and opened the gate for them. When one of them tried to take his place, he yanked her back and glared at them. They were guided through the castle and to a room on the upper floor. Sirius opened the door and James rushed inside to place Lily on the couch in front of the fire. The other lords that were holed up in the room gasped at the sight of the princess. Jmes stood and turned to face Lucius with a scowl. 

“You love her, right? Only true love can cure her. Don’t waste it.” And with that, he stalked out of the room. He heard mumbling and then the rest of the lords filtered out. Sirius watched as they left, narrowing his eyes at the fact that Lucius needed an entire room to themselves for one kiss. 

“We’ll wait over there.” James pointed to a door down the way. The two brothers nodded and followed after the broad-shouldered man. They could see the worry eating away at him. His posture was rigid and his legs looked stiff. With everything going on, there was no relaxing until Lily was cured and (Y/N) had reversed this winter. 

“Oh, I already have.” Lucius' voice pierced the silent corridor not even 5 minutes later. The three watched him smirk down at the floor before shutting the door and locking it. He strutted away with an arrogant air to him. They made sure he was gone before the three broke into the now dark room. Lily was laying on the ground with her upper body struggling to stay up. Regulus was the first to knelt down by her and help her onto the couch. 

“What happened?” Lily looked at James and her heart broke even more. 

“He’s planning to kill her,” She sat up a bit with a wince and continued, “He said that no one was getting anywhere with her so killing her and marrying me was the only way he’d rule a kingdom. He has her in the dungeons but I’m too weak-” She couldn’t catch her breath. Regulus held her close and Sirius lit the fire once more. She couldn’t take her eyes off James as she noticed his jaw clenching tightly and his fists balled so hard his knuckles were turning white.

“Take me to her.” She spoke. Her voice was shaking but the unwavering determination in her green eyes had them helping her to the dungeons below. Regulus felt his heart squeeze with hurt as she shivered violently against him. As they passed a room, they heard Lucius tell the other lords that Lily had passed in his arms. That (Y/N) had murdered her own sister. James pushed forward, not wanting to round back and punch that cowardly blonde in his stupid posh face. 

The moment they heard the door click, they ducked themselves into the nearest room. The footsteps seemed to bounce off the cold stone walls as they angrily chatted about the queen being a monster for killing her younger sister. They had to wait till the coast was clear to continue moving. 

A blast shook the castle and guards yelled out about the queen escaping. With the blizzard as awful and powerful as it is outside, they don’t stand a chance of finding her. 

“H-hurry!” Lily gritted out. Sirius took James’ place on her right side. 

“I’ll look ahead for her. You two lead her out onto the fjord.” James told them. He ran off before any of them could get a word in. 

—

The wind was harsh and unforgiving. The snowflakes were now replaced with small shards of ice as it cut through his clothes and against his face. He held a hand up to keep his glasses on his face and looked around as best he could to try and spot the queen. The fog, wind, and snow blurred his vision. Trying to see anything in this blizzard was impossible. Held his other hand up to his mouth to yell out. 

“(Y/N)!”

His voice was carried away by the wind. Even so, he kept screaming her name till his throat was raw and his face was red. His body was starting to numb, steps unbalanced and feet tripping over each other. He still pushed forward. He yelled. He screamed. His eyes were starting to burn. 

“(Y/N)!”

“(Y/N)! You can’t run from this!” (Y/N) turned towards Lucius. He was holding an arm in front of his face to shield him from the wind. She looked away to find an exit from this conversation.

“Just take care of my sister!” She yelled over the wind. 

“Lily? She’s gone, (Y/N)! You froze her heart! Her skin was ice and her hair turned white!” She spun to face him, not ready for the next words to leave his mouth, “Your sister is dead. Because of you.”

Her knees hit the frozen fjord. One hand shot out to catch herself and the other went to her chest. Her eyes burned into the icy sea below her as the tears dripped down. Her throat was getting tight again, grief squeezing her chest. A sob escaped. And then another. She was racked with sobs as her fist clenched against her chest over her heart. Her vision was blurry and her ears rang. Her sobs were the only things she could hear. The storm around them settled when her knees touched the ice. 

She didn’t hear Lucius’ sword unsheath, the metal grating against the holder. She didn’t hear Lily’s fragile voice yell out for her. She couldn’t even hear James’ bellowing voice call from across the fjord. What she did hear was her sister yell ‘no’ and the shattering of metal.

She looked up, blurry eyes clearing slightly at the sight of her sister frozen solid and a hand raised up to stop the sword that would have surely killed her. 

“Lily!” She got up, hands holding on to her sister's figure and leaned against it with more cries coming from her chest. She was pleading. Begging God to take her instead. Lily didn’t deserve this. No one did. If she could reverse it, she would. Without a second thought. Her grip tightened as her cries became louder, more gut-wrenching. James, Sirius, Regulus and Olaf watched her mourn her sister. 

“Lily, please. Please come back…” Her face was buried in her neck. She couldn’t breathe. She felt like she was drowning. Drowning in the grief she made herself. James was the first to notice the shimmer. Lily’s boots thawed and revealed the black and jeweled shoes underneath. He nudged the others and pointed down to her dress now unthawing. The process was slow and had gone unnoticed to (Y/N). Soon, a head of completely auburn hair made its way out and Lily sagged down from exhaustion. (Y/N) stood up, still holding onto her sister and gaped at her smiling sister who was alive and well. 

“How..?”

And Lily smiled, “I love you.”

The others smiled as well, cheering as the sisters hugged each other tightly. Olaf’s voice broke through the reunion with awe. 

“An act of true love will thaw a frozen heart.” (Y/N)’s eyes twinkled as a smile broke out on her face for the first time in almost a decade. She spread her arms out wide and the ice below them melted fast.

“It is love. Love will thaw.” 

The fjord was now melted, snow rose from the buildings and ships took their places back at the docks. The boat they were on was rocking gently against the waves and the sun was shining brightly down on the group. Laughs echoed around and Lily leaned against her sister as she watched her make the gathered snow into a snowflake before dispersing it. (Y/N) smiled down at her, skin flushed from the sun and a hand grabbing hers. 

“Wow! This is the best day of my life!” Olaf exclaimed. His body was starting to melt from the heat and (Y/N) was quick to conjure up his own little snow cloud to keep him cool. Lily hugged her sister once and walked off to join Sirius and Regulus who were getting snarky with each other. 

As (Y/N) glanced around at her new found family, James sidled up next to her. He cleared his throat to get her attention and smiled brightly when her stormy eyes met his. 

“I didn’t get to introduce myself. I’m James. James Potter.” He held a hand out to her and waited for her to grab hold and introduce herself. She mumbled her name out and watched as he took her hand and kissed the back of it gently. Her cheeks were on fire at this point and James could only smile cheekily at the thought that he made her flustered. 

A groan sounded behind them. They all turned to see Lucius lying on the ground with a hand to his head. James puffed his chest up before Lily stopped him. She stalked up to the git and pulled him up by his collar. Without a word, she raised a fist and decked him right in the face and over the side of the ship. 

Sirius laughed loudly while holding onto his brother who had an amused look on his. James had let out a boisterous laugh at the sight while (Y/N) lifted a hand to cover mouth to muffle the chuckles. James couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off the queen, her presence making it hard for him to see anyone else but her. She caught his eyes and winked before walking towards her sister and making their way off the ship. 

“I think I’m in love,” James muttered. His voice was wobbly and if it were possible, his pupils would have shifted into hearts. Sirius rolled his eyes at his lovesick best friend and Regulus scooted away with a grimace etched into the sharp features of his face. 

“Let’s go, buddy.”

“Are you ready?!” (Y/N) yelled out. The crowd whooped as she smiled and stomped her foot on the stone ground. A thin layer of ice swirled out and covered the entire courtyard. Couples and families started to skate and chat excitedly to each other. (Y/N) turned to her sister and transformed her boots into snow white ice skates with blue designs embedded in the leather. Lily laughed shockingly and then squealed when her sister skated around with her. 

“We’re never closing the gates again.” (Y/N) agreed. She let go of one of her sister's hands and spun her around then pushed her off into the arms of the guy she briefly met in the mountains. Remus was his name if she remembered correctly. She laughed loudly at the flustered looks on their faces. Maybe love finds everyone.

A warmth encased her right hand when she was spun around to face a beaming James Potter who looked to resemble the sun that was also beaming down at them. His hazel eyes were sparkling with adoration as he gazed into her eyes with almost a loving look. 

“Care for a dance, your majesty?” (Y/N) felt her freckled cheeks heat up and stuttered out a quiet agreement. His grin had widened and twirled her around the makeshift ice rink. The couple laughed and joked as they seemed to dance together with harmony. It’s almost like the two were made for each other as they seemed to know who was going to do what next. James pulled his arm in and had her crashing into his chest. His other arm was quick to wrap around her waist and hold her close to him. 

“Can I kiss you?” She didn’t even need to think twice before she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down for a kiss. James was quick to react. He brought a hand up to cup her warm cheek and squeezed her side. He felt her fingers getting tangled in the mess of curls on the back of his head. A smile made its way onto his lips and he could feel a matching one on her own start to take shape. She pulled away to suck in a breath and then laughed at his crooked, fogged up glasses. She straightened them out. Her smile was cheeky as she leaned in and left a peck on his plump lips. 

“Of course, Mr. Potter.”

I have been up for literally 24 hours because this was all I thought about. My longest fic yet and I don't think I 'll ever write anything this long again unless I decide to do the second movie...

Anyway! Shadow and Co fics are being worked on. This was me needing to scratch the itch in my brain for this specific story. Sorry if you come across the name Faun throughout the fic. I initially wrote this with my OC in mind which is why your nickname is Bambi in this.

Happy reading!:)

[faun-the-fawn77]

Ghost was so so good!!! If you could, I would die for another fem human x shadow fic smut, it was amazing! Maybe one where like sonic likes her but she can’t pull her eyes away from shadow

Thank you ❤️

"JUNO"

"Wanna try out some freaky positions? Have you ever tried this one?"

Shadow x F!Human!Reader Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: SMUT, p in v, fingering, oral(f receiving), marking, slight blood mention, rough but soft?, shadow is still the king of aftercare Desc: Ever since Maddie introduced you to the three hooligans they took in, Sonic has not left your side. Always bringing you something new that you might like or a new treat from the bakery in town. When the recent mission was a success, you made sure to bring over some food for Sonic's celebration, not knowing that the new arrival would have your attention all night, especially in your bedroom. Notes will be at the end! REQUEST INFO HERE! MDNI!!! Please, for the love of all things holy, go away:(

"...and I was like 'Wachow!' and my fist landed right..." Listening to Sonic's recount of another world-saving mission can be entertaining for the first few minutes until everything starts to blur together with Sonic trying to paint himself as the hero with a major ego problem. Now, don't get me wrong, I love the kid but it kinda gets boring having to listen to the same story each time after getting back from the life-threatening mission.

I huffed out a little sigh that the blue blur couldn't pick up on and looked around the room for a distraction or excuse to get away. The Wachowski's house always looked the same save for the few new family pictures hung up with all five posed in various ways. Before my body decided to shut down from boredom, a new figure appeared in the doorway.

"Oh! Hey, Shadow! I was just telling (Y/N) about how we saved the world!" Sonic ran up to me, placing a gloved hand on my shoulder and shaking gently. My eyes never left the burnt umber ones of Shadow. It was like two magnets who have been separated forever that finally reunited.

"Nice to finally meet you, (Y/N). Sonic has told me a lot about you. In fact, he never shuts up about you." His voice was low, gravelly and shot right down between my legs. My knees knocked together with my thighs clenching. I cleared my throat, mumbling a quiet 'nice to meet you, too' and broke the eye contact we had before my underwear could get any more soaked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see the dark hedgehog's gaze snap down to where my clasped, sweaty hands were covering.

I could faintly hear Tom call for Sonic who dashed off with a quick 'BRB!'. The silence that fell in the room was tense and thick with desire. His gaze never wavered from my slowly wetting shorts that was definitely pooled with my arousal. Considering he had the characteristics of a hedgehog, I'm guessing he can smell better than I can. I tensed in anticipation when he slowly started to circle me.

His voice cut through the tension, "How long has he pined after you?"

I frowned, looking at him with confusion. but still answered, "Since I introduced myself to him. Why?"

He hummed, stopping his circling and stood still in front of me. He reached out slowly and confidently, pushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear then trailing his gloved hand down my cheek and to my jaw, lifting it up so I made direct eye contact with him. His pupils were dilated and darker with arousal.

"Because you are now mine." And with that, his lips were on mine. A squeak escaped my throat at the suddenness of the kiss before I melted into it, into him. My hands went to his cheeks, the fur soft under my palms. His one went back to my cheek while the other grabbed the back of my neck and tangled into my hair.

It was intoxicating. His cologne was dizzying and I could feel the sharp tips of his canines grazing my bottom lip. I pulled away for air, dropping my hands to his shoulders when he leaned down to the crook of my neck to start leaving kisses there. I leaned my head to the side for more access. His chest rumbled with satisfaction.

"Shadow!" I could feel the sting of pain already from the bite. His tongue worked to clean up the blood that was spotting at the wound. He pulled away, his eyes gleaming with mischief and hunger.

"You are mine. Don't bother covering it because I will just make more." He went to go to the other side of my neck when I placed a hand on his chest. His ears flicked in annoyance at the interruption but stopped nonetheless.

"We're going to my house. I'd rather not ruin Tom and Maddie's couch." I grabbed his gloved hand and led him out the front door, making sure Sonic or anyone else was around before speed-walking to my old Mustang parked in the driveway. I opened the door for him, hopped in on my side and was quick to get on the road. The one downside to living in Green Hill was how far it was between houses out in the countryside.

The drive couldn't have been longer, not when Shadow seemed to be super touchy, placing his hand on my thigh and inching his way towards my center. I bit my lip to make sure my eyes stayed on the road and not on the devious little alien to my right. His fingertips brushed the wet spot on my thong, expertly moving the flimsy fabric aside to get to where he wanted. A moan escaped the back of my throat at the touch.

His fingers gathered the slick that had pooled at my entrance and guided it up to my throbbing clit. Like magic, his fingers circled the bud at a pace that almost had me pumping the brakes on the car and demanding him to get in the back seats.

The glint of my black mailbox flashed and I was quick to turn down the gravel road surrounded by the tall fir trees on both sides. Shadow removed his hand from my shorts, keeping a watchful eye among the shade of the trees. Nothing was out here except maybe bears and mountain lions. Birds flew from the trees at the sound of the cars engine cutting through the peaceful atmosphere of the forest.

The house was big. Well, at least it looked big from the outside. It was a three-story log cabin with a giant A-frame-like window up front. Glass doors led out to the wrap-around porch that was held up with polished logs. The entrance to the house was under the porch with a big garage off to the left holding a shiny black Kawasaki motorcycle.

I easily slid into the spot by my other pride and joy. I glanced over at Shadow to see his eyes taking in the new environment. I can see he was used to the Wachowski's modern family home. While their house was also on the outskirts of town, mine happened to be further down the single lane road that would eventually lead you to the big city. The quiet air of the forest was nice. I didn't have to be up all night listening to cars passing or drunks yelling out while walking home from the bar.

"Too interested in my house to continue where we left off? Maybe if you stick around, that bike over there can be yours. I don't ride it much, anyway," I commented. His eyes flickered to the sleek black bike, then back to me.

"Lead the way, doll." I smiled and grabbed his gloved hand, leading him inside my house. It was furnished with more wooden furniture and paintings depicting nature scenes. Fishing poles stacked on a rack by the door with thick coats and rain boots hung/placed nearby. Down the hall lead to the one bathroom and my office then up the creaky stairs to the open living room. Maroon stitched chairs with a hand-crafted sofa sitting center with a matching coffee table. Antlers hung around the walls with dangling lights encased in a yellow stained glass cover.

We passed the open concept kitchen and dining room that had the glass doors leading out to the porch. A chandelier made of antlers hung above the dining table with the lights twinkling in the dark. Stairs at the far end along the wall led up to a loft. The master bedroom with a closet and bathroom off the the left. The bed was also hand-crafted with plush sheets and a memory foam mattress. The top half of the A-frame window was behind the bed with a view out onto the forest and the gravel driveway.

I tugged him down onto the bed, the mattress sinking in around us. His legs on either side of my hips and hands placed down by my head. I gently wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. A hand drifted up to my cheek and he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. The moment his canines brushed against my lip I could feel the sting of the mark on my neck. It throbbed but wasn't as painful as before. It will definitely leave a scar, though.

His hands wandered down my collarbone to my breasts and then the lip of my shirt. He guided it up slowly, not wanting to break the heated kiss. The warmth of his hands wrapped around to my back, urging me to lift up a bit to unhook the bra I was wearing. As soon as it snapped off, he was quick to shred my shirt off and slip the bra down my arms.

What surprised me most was when he broke the kiss to sit back and take off his gloves. Sonic never even took his off, insisting on washing them himself if they ever got that dirty. His hands had a paw-like build with pads on his palms and fingertips. Claws were sharp and glinting in the low light of the setting sun. He was made to be a weapon, I remembered but, right now, he was careful and gentle.

He gazed down at me, his mouth curling into a small smirk. He took a finger and guided it down from my sternum to the top of the cloth sleep shorts. A claw caught on the waistband and within seconds the material was cut right down the center leaving me in just the black lacey thong.

I could feel the cool air against my heat causing a shiver to shoot up my spine. My slick was spread over my folds and pooling in the thin string of my panties. A single swipe and the underwear was no longer useable. I gripped the sheets below as I watch Shadow back to the foot of the bed and his mouth came level with my glistening pussy. His hands rested on my thighs and slowly moved up to hold my hips in place. His breath fanned against my entrance and I felt his tongue lick a stripe from the opening to my clit. The most embarrassing sound left my mouth at the feeling. His grip tightened on my hips when I tried to move. His tongue was working wonders, licking and flicking my clit. His right hand slithered down to my entrance and prodded at the hole. He gathered slick and saliva before carefully inserting two fingers. I reached a hand out to grab a fistful of quills only to grab onto his ear. The moan from him vibrated right onto my bundle of nerves causing stars to dance across my vision. I pulled again for the same effect.

"I'm almost there. Please, Shadow!" I moaned out. His fingers pumped faster, rubbing against that special spot inside me he had found rather quickly. The coil in my stomach became tighter and tighter before my vision turned white and I was lit up inside. I clenched around his fingers, walls spasming from the intense orgasm. His tongue caught all my juices and his fingers slowly stopped pumping before pulling out all together.

I panted, trying to catch my breath. The shift in the bed barely registered in my post-coital brain until fur brushed against my pert nipples. Shadow was above me once more, this time with one hand resting by my head and the other gathering some of my slick to pump his shaft with. The blunt tip of something at my pussy was what caught my attention.

"W-Wai- AH!~" He slid his dick in slowly, making sure I adjusted to the girth of his cock. A slight sting was present but soon went away and left just pleasure in its wake. I moved my hips, a sign for him to start moving. I noticed he wasn't much of a talker. My hands gripped his shoulders tighter, moans flying from my mouth like a prayer. His pace picked up when he felt my walls clenching around him. He brought a hand down to my overstimulated clit and rubbed figure 8's. My moans soon raised higher in pitch when my orgasm became closer and closer.

I had managed to open my eyes only to see him staring down at me and one word uttered from his throat.

"Cum."

Stars exploded in my vision and I was gone. My grip loosened and I was clenching around his dick that was still pumping inside of me. I could feel myself squirting all over on his lower half and my thighs. The groans from the back of his throat became more vocal the more sloppy his hips pistoned. A warmth flooded through me at the feeling of him releasing inside me. Our mixed fluids dripped out onto the ruined bed sheets. He lowered himself down on my, our chests heaving for air.

When he caught his breath, he got up on unstable legs and walked over to the bathroom. Running water and soon enough he was back with a warm wash cloth and ibuprofen for tomorrow morning. I squealed when the damp cloth made contact with my oversensitive pussy. He apologised quietly and made sure to be gentle while cleaning me up. My legs felt like jell-o and my head was still clearing from the orgasmic fog. He tossed the dirty rag in the basket and picked up the ruined clothes he shredded.

He mumbled something before disappearing with a red flash and coming back two seconds later with a cup of ice water and two brownies from the tray I baked before I left to the Wachowski's house. My heart swelled at the affection he was showing, especially for someone who hasn't felt it in almost half a century.

He crawled back into bed, wrapping around my shivering body. I raised a hand to brush through his quills, and wrapped the other around him. He grabbed the blanket at the end of the bed to wrap around us. I hummed in content. It was now fully night out with the moon sitting above the tops of the spruce trees around my property.

Crickets sung outside with and owl or two hooting a bit farther away. Peace. This is what Shadow wanted. What Maria wanted for him. Maybe humans weren't so bad. If they haven't destroyed this then surely there is still some good out there.

"I don't think Sonic will be looking my way for a long time." I could feel Shadow chuckle against me, his hand brushing against the reddened mark on my neck.

"Not with me around, doll."

Finished! Whew, I was getting stressed there for a second. More to come! I am on a little writing spree during my vacation!

[faun-the-fawn77]

Guys...

I really wanna write something special for my birthday😤i know i have a TON of projects started(ceilings, all my asks...) but i think it would be nice:)

I guess it would depend on who i'm obsessed with it at the time, probably someone from HTTYD live action cause i WILL be seeing that in theatres for my b-day.

or maybe "fanart" of a scene from one of my fics?? idk. totally up to you guys! believe it or not, i have not made myself a sonic OC considering i usually have one for every fandom lol. never got into that fandom till the movies dropped. It would be interesting to try and draw Shadow🤔

or a Q&A? y'all can ask me non-invasive questions about me and get to know me! I'm totally down to tell y'all a bit more about myself :)

anyway, June 18th is only a month and a half away so i have plenty of time to come up with something although the Q&A sounds fun:)

i'll just let y'all choose here:

I just got off work so this is all just passing thoughts from exhaustion and downing 3 cans of the new summer redbull. you dont have to choose but I will save this so I remember for my birthday(unless I'm busy but I usually have it off)

[faun-the-fawn77]

I'm so sorry about the inactivity guys😔😔Life ended up way busy for me for a bit so i couldn't get any writing done:/

May 11th will be my come back:) i have a whole week off work so i can finally focus on the fics i want to write! considering that is Mother's Day, it won't be right then but during the week there will be new fics posted:)

Please be patient until then🙏thank you guys for understanding and to those asking if i was alright:)

be ready for some more Shadow on May 12th!!

Edit: i'm also currently obsessed with Tommy Miller, specifically Gabriel Luna as Tommy Miller🧎

I've always love the games and the adaptation is amazing but boy does that man have me in a chokehold right now. Maybe i'll write a fic or two for him as well;)

[faun-the-fawn77]

sorry for the lack of fanfics💔i've been wanting to write but my household currently is in a state of insanity and i have not had time:/

tomorrow or even tonight i will be able to post a few asks! i'll always put my own ideas behind to get your guys' asks out!

btw, this is insane to me💀i think all but like 6 of those drafts are for the SCU and im not even mad lmao. and i'm positive all but 3 of my inbox is full of SCU asks.

Thank you guys for the support!! it means so much to me:)💚💚💚

Here is what I have for an outline and asks!

There's also a Knuckles one that i forgot to screenshot but i already have that one posted on my TL.

let me know if there's is any of these you want put out first!!

[faun-the-fawn77]

Do you have a list for upcoming requests?

I do! Here's what I have so far:

>"Beautiful Soul" -Knuckles x F!Human!Reader Fluff (Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney)

>"Taste" -Shadow x F!Human!Reader Smut (Taste by Sabrina Carpenter)

>"Juno" -Shadow x F!Human!Reader Smut (Juno by Sabrina Carpenter)

>"Cake" -Sonic x GN!Reader Fluff (Cake by Melanie Martinez)

>"One Taste" -Adult!Sonic x F!Reader Smut (One Taste by More Plastic, URBANO)

>Unnamed Shadow x F!Human!Reader Smut

>Unnamed Shadow x F!Reader Pregnancy HC's Fluff

>Unnamed Adult!Knuckles x F!Human!Reader Smut

>Unnamed Shadow x Silver!Reader Friends to Lovers Fluff

>Unnamed Knuckles x GN!Reader Fluff

>Unnamed Knuckles x F!Reader Fluff

>Unnamed Sonic x F!Reader Fluff

These last few are for separate fandoms that I need to finish but can't seem to find the motivation or inspiration:

>Giyuu Tomioka x Isekai!Malfoy!F!Reader

>Human!GN!Reader x Husk(platonic) x Angel Dust(platonic)

>Husk x MTF!Reader

>"F'ckin Perfect" -Kokushibou x F!Human!Reader (F'ckin Perfect by P!nk)

I have descriptions written for the ones with names. It's just a matter of writing them out now:)

[faun-the-fawn77]

got some rough drafts going for some asks:) i plan to get others going later as well:)

once i have the others outlined, i'll start the writing process!!! if you couldn't tell, the next three Shadow fics use Sabrina Carpenter songs🥱✊love her

[faun-the-fawn77]

i'm at work rn(on break) and i came on here to say that i will HOPEFULLY be working on the flood of asks that appeared in my inbox since posting the Shadow fic🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯

some are very similar in asks so i'll probably be combining them or just writing up drabbles:)

Now, i want to say that my Request Information is linked on my pinned post and i URGE you to read through it!! it'll help me out tons!!!

If i don't get to them tonight, then the next two days are gonna be me writing cause i have them off🫶

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE ON THE SHADOW FIC!!!🖤🖤🖤

[faun-the-fawn77]

Can you sonic x reader who is very affectionate?

"SPARKS FLY"

"Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down"

Sonic x GN!Reader Word Count: 761 Warnings: nothing but fluff! Desc: Sonic never seemed to stop moving, well, that was until you came into the picture! Notes will be at the end! PLEASE make sure you read my request info here! Written with mobian reader in mind!

It was one of those rare days where everyone was out and about. Tom and Maddie left for a once a month date night, Tails was out testing a new invention of his, and Knuckles decided to 'train like the other warriors' after finishing the Kung Fu Panda movie series.

Sonic has been left alone before but, that ended in disaster. Tom and Maddie never left him alone since. Now, they feel more at ease with the newest addition to the growing group of anthropomorphic aliens.

You were definitely the angel they needed. Always able to control the chaos that was the Wachowski household. You made breakfast in the mornings, much to Maddie's relief. Laundry was always done, plants watered, and floors vacuumed. You also happen to be the only thing that can get Sonic to actually relax.

He has always been on the move. Constant running around and always wanting to do something new. Tom has never seen the blue hedgehog settle down enough to even eat his meal at an acceptable pace.

A few months after your arrival, it was the couples first time seeing Sonic down and relaxed. They had just come back from helping a neighbor for a few hours. The house was suspiciously quiet with the aliens that were housed within. While Tails and Knuckles weren't really a problem, Sonic was a bit predictable yet unpredictable. They knew you were the one watching over the three yet, anxiety of leaving the four alone still gnawed at their stomachs.

It was definitely a surprise to see the ever-moving blue blur cuddled up with you under a blanket on the couch. Popcorn was still in its bowl, a few pieces on the ground from missing mouths. The TV was playing some action movie with the volume at a reasonable level for how late it is and drinks still standing up, not spilled.

Maddie was the first to move. She pulled out her phone and took what seemed like 30,000 pictures. Tom could only stand with his jaw still dropped at the sight of the two.

The flashing from Maddie's phone camera was what had Sonic stirring. His eyes blearly blinked open, looking around before his gaze landed on his second set of parents.

"What-"

"Sh!" Maddie was quick to shut him up, holding a finger to her lips before pointing to the side of him. Sonic glanced over to see the top of your head cuddled into his neck. It was silent and then the frantic moving while trying to not wake you up, started. He may have panicked but, at least you didn't wake up!

"It's not what it looks like," Sonic stuttered out. He waved his gloved hands in a frantic motion, hopping from one foot to the other. You were just his friend! His friend who was very affectionate and touchy and cuddly and- okay, he really isn't fooling anyone.

"Okay, let me explain..."

Since that day, Tom and Maddie has been comfortable enough to leave the house alone with the four.

Today, Sonic wanted to introduce you to another one of his favorite TV shows. He always said it was just because he wanted to hang out with you but, you and him both knew it was because he wanted to enjoy the warmth of your body cuddled up by his.

He grabbed the remote to hit play, sliding up next to you on the couch that was littered with every blanket and pillow they could find in the house. Snacks stacked on each other on the table with drinks on the inside so they had less of a chance to spill.

His arm immediately wrapped around your shoulders and tugging you close to his side. You responded instantly with cuddling up next to him, purring lightly at the attention.

Halfway through the first episode, you were asleep. Sonic turned the volume down, and settled back with you on top of his chest. The purring from your chest seemed to be infectious since he seemed to be doing it now as well. His hand came to rest on your back and the other running down your arm to your hand.

He didn't think this kind of affection would find him and yet, the universe seemed to put you right in his path. The thought made him smile. He gently pulled one of the blankets around the both of you. His muzzle buried into the top of your head, nuzzling to get your scent in his mind before he eventually drifted off to sleep.

short but cute! hope you enjoy:)<3

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SONIC CINEMATIC UNIVERSE MASTERLIST

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Note: I haven't played any of the games or watched any of the shows so my knowledge is limited to just the movies! Hopefully in the future I can watch the shows/play the games, but, for now I will just be writing for the movieverse characters!

Another Note: Tails requests are to be PLATONIC ONLY!!! He is so little brother coded to me that I can't bring myself to write about him in a romantic way:( Sorry to all those who love him! He reminds me too much of my own brother and it will give me the ick if I write him in a romantic way, I fear.

Note Part 3: MAKE SURE YOU SPECIFY AN AGE UP!! Just learned my boy Sonic is canonically 15😭 You guys can't do this to me:( From now on, ANY SMUT WITH SONIC OR KNUCKLES IS AGED UP SONIC AND KNUCKLES!!! So glad I caught this before I wrote anything😫Knew they were kids but damn💀Don't cancel me just yet.

SONIC THE HEDGEHOG:

-"SPARKS FLY"

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KNUCKLES THE ECHIDNA:

-NOTHING YET

TAILS THE FOX:

-NOTHING YET

SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG:

-"GHOST"

-"ESPRESSO"

-"JUNO"

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GHOST

"Want them wearing leather begging, let me be your taste test."

Shadow x F!Human!Reader Word Count: 3.3k Warnings: SMUT, oral sex(f receiving), squirting, fingering, Shadow is the king of aftercare Desc: Living next to your older brother wasn't always ideal, considering the three chaos bringers he brought in decided to bug you at any given moment. Doesn't help that on the latest "Save the world" mission had them bringing along a new member to the chaotic household. And damnit, is he one handsome alien.

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Today was a lot cooler in temperature. Fall was beginning to creep its way into the current season with temperature drops in the evening and the leaves starting to turn. You'd think living in Montana would be hell with the hot summers but the autumn and spring seasons made it worth the stay.

Plus, you get to live next to your older brother, Tom Wachowski. You thought you would be the only chaos in his and his wife's, Maddie, life. You were always up to some prank. Painting their house bright yellow, wrapping their car in saran wrap, or coloring their lawn neon pink.

Prank wars seemed to happen quite often between the two of you, so when Sonic crashed into Tom and Maddie's life, the chaos seemed to never end. Outnumbered and down a super-sonic alien, you called it quits. Tom never let you live it down.

Soon enough, your brother took in another two, who were now Sonic's brothers. Tails seemed to always be there for your tech problems and Knuckles was the best to help lift whatever needed lifting.

The kids were the best things to happen to the town. Always helping the community in one way or another. Their quirks and confidence infecting the residents of Green Hills, Montana.

When the latest mission had concluded, with the heart attack that was your brother ending up in the hospital, you didn't expect another stray to end up with your brother's growing family. You had prepared Sonic's 'Bearthday' party for the others that were coming back from the hospital. They had left on such short notice, you decided to be a 'good sister' for once and set up the party.

Humming to yourself while decorating the cake, you didn't expect a tap on your back. Whipping around to face the person, you looked to see a hedgehog you've never met before. He was black from head to toe with blood red highlights in his quills and around his eyelids. He was a bit less bulky than Knuckles but buffer than Sonic. And very, weirdly hot.

"Oh! You startled me! I- uh, how can I help you?" The frosting tube in your hand was leaking slowly, the blue treat threatening to drop onto the white tiled floor of the kitchen.

He looked you dead in the eye, his lips twitching in amusement. His eyes were a mesmerizing shade of burnt umber. They were full of curiosity and a bit of smugness. Probably because he managed to startle you.

"Sonic wished for me to introduce myself to you. I am Shadow." His voice was smooth like the richest of milk chocolate. If you could, you would bottle up the voice and have it replay in your head forever.

You held out your free hand to him, saying, "I'm (Y/N)! It's nice to meet you! Sorry that Sonic forced you to come introduce yourself to me. He is a little pushy but I've learned to deal with it, only because I know he cares deeply for his family."

He hummed, taking your small hand in his gloved one. Your heart was pounding a million miles a minute. Despite the gloves, he held your hand like it was the most fragile thing on this planet.

"I've noticed. He also failed to mention how beautiful you are," he spoke with a low voice. Your cheeks ignited in heat, the feeling creeping throughout your entire body. You could practically feel the smugness radiating from the dark hedgehog. Your hand was shaking in his hold, having failed to let his hand go.

A lump seemed to be stuck in your throat as you spoke, "I-um, thank you! You're very ho- handsome! Very handsome." Your voice was shaking. You weren't used to someone being this bold yet gentlemanly.

Now, Shadow was not a very bold or direct hedgehog when it came to feelings. In fact, romantic or sexual feelings were something he has never felt. Maria was his best friend and any female working at the horrid lab was always a sour sight. When he had first shown up with the strange family, he didn't expect Sonic to get excited and push the dark hedgehog to meet this '(Y/N)'. He honestly thought that this person was just as stupid and, perhaps, brave as the rest of them.

Walking into the brightly lit kitchen, he quietly took in the sound of her voice humming to a song he didn't know. Her back was to him so he could only see the curve of her hips and the curls of her hair crawling down her back. She was rather short for an adult human, especially compared to how tall Tom was.

He truly didn't mean to startle her but, the look of shock and the little gasp from her throat had the corners of his mouth twitching into a faint smirk. She was absolutely breath-taking. Her hair framed her rounded face perfectly. Eyes were bright and such a pretty shade of (E/C). And, oh her lips. Her bottom lip was a bit puffy from biting down on it while trying to frost the cake and they were shining in the fluorescent lights from licking them.

He knew what he was feeling was arousal. While Maria did show him the romantic comedies, Shadow sought out for more books or movies lying around in the lab. Some of those incompetent workers seemed to have good taste in literature. '50 Shades of Grey' was definitely one of the more interesting finds in the lab.

His flirting was subpar at best. Everything he knew was based from movies and books. Considering he also didn't have a grasp on human emotions or even his own, he couldn't tell right away how his words and voice were affecting the poor woman.

The smell of her arousal was what hit him first. His gaze snapped onto hers, seeing her pupils dilate. Her hands were sweating and shaking. Actually, her whole body was shaking.

"How about we go somewhere more private?"

Your bed couldn't have been further away at this point. The walk to your house would have been a long one but, luckily for you, Shadow can just teleport. A dizzying experience but very much worth it for what was about to happen.

Never, in your 20 something years of living, did you think you would be in bed with an alien who was definitely old enough to be your dad. While no man has ever seemed to catch your interest, you honestly wondered if it was time to give up on the whole dating thing. Tom had wanted you to find someone as well, especially now that he and Maria are married. you know he just wants you to be happy and not so alone all the time but, you were just fine with your life as is.

Looking at Shadow, who was now looking around your bedroom with interest at the posters and knick knacks you had, you could feel a smile creeping its way onto your face. Maybe, just maybe, this was a sign that fate didn't hate you. That you truly will not be alone for the rest of your life. You didn't even notice Shadow looking at you now, his gaze looking you up and down with a smile tugging at his own lips as well.

"Interesting room. I've always thought you woman preferred a more feminine touch to what's yours but, seeing how different you all are is truly a wonder. Maria had her room full of gadgets and dresses. Yours feels more...homely," his voice wavered at the mention of Maria. You didn't know who that was but you also knew that he or Sonic would explain it to you at some point.

You smile and walk over to the record player he was looking at with hidden curiosity. Gesturing him over, you flipped the lid open. The disc that was in previously was a Sabrina Carpenter album.

"Pick whatever seems interesting to you. We can play it while we...talk," your voice lowering at the end. Shadow looked from you to the records in the space under the table. Running a gloved hand over the cases, he finally chose a Chase Atlantic album.

You quickly put the record in and carefully laid the needle on the disc. The first few notes of 'Swim' came from the speakers. You grabbed the hedgehogs hand and pulled him to your queen-sized bed.

"Interesting choice of music, Shadow. Are you sure all you want to do is talk?" You were still holding his hand, your other now rested on his shoulder and slowly inching towards the back of his neck.

A shudder ran down his spine at the sensual touch. You could practically hear his heart pounding in his furry chest. Leaning your head by his, you whispered in his ear, "Or, would you rather try something new?"

And suddenly a flip was switched. Shadow had you on your back in seconds, his hands cupping your heated cheeks and kissing the life out of you. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you brought him closer, pressing him more into you and reciprocating the heated kiss. You dragged your tongue along his bottom lip, the piercing in it causing a hum to purr through his chest.

Grinding hips together, arousal pooled in your panties. You didn't have time to feel embarrassed that you were dressed in sweats and an old t-shirt covered in years worth of different hair dye colors. Your underwear was at least cute enough for this. A lacy black thong and a black bra covered in a spider web design.

His hands made their way down your body, caressing you with such a gentle touch. It was almost like he was afraid to hurt you. His gloves were scratchy, preventing him from being able to feel just how soft your skin was. They were on your hips under your baggy shirt, lifting it slowly to reveal what you had hidden.

You grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back a bit. A bit winded from nonstop kissing, you gently led your hands down to meet his. Looking into his eyes, you murmured softly, "Can you take these off?" You tugged on his gloves. He seemed to still for a moment, thinking.

He sat back on your thighs, taking his gloves off. His hands were very paw-like with the pads on his fingertips and the palm of his hands. His claws were black with fading red nail polish, pointed and dangerous like him.

You grabbed his hands softly, feeling the fur, and putting them back on your hips which put him hovering over you again.

"Don't think too hard about this, Shadow. Do what you feel is right and I'll help." With that, he crashed his lips back onto yours. His hands, now uncovered, were roaming around your midsection and slowly going up towards your breasts. Lips trailed down from your mouth, to your jaw, to the crook of your neck. Love bites started to bloom in the areas he was nipping at. Moans escaped your throat at the thought of his marks being left in places for everyone to see for the next few days. His canines were grazing cautiously against your soft skin with each kiss and lick to your neck and collarbone.

Clenching a fist in his quills, you urged him towards your neck more, wanting him to pierce the flesh with his fangs. You didn't think he'd pick up the message but, boy were you wrong. He licked a little stripe in the spot a bit under your ear on your neck before sinking his canines into it. You shot a hand up to cover the borderline pornographic moan that just escaped your mouth. Shadow was quick to grab your wrist and remove your hand, wanting to hear the beautiful sounds you were making.

Running his tongue along the punctures, he pulled away and grumbled out lowly, "Don't even think about doing that shit again. I want to hear just how good I'm making you feel, sweetheart." And with that, he went back down, trailing his kisses from your sternum to right above the waistline of your sweats. His fingers curled around the edges of them, teasingly pulling at them.

You groaned, "Shadow, please."

He smirked, finally yanking down the baggy pants to reveal the sluttiest pair of panties he had ever laid eyes on. He stared for a second before, quite literally, ripping the raggedy shirt you had on to see you had a matching bra to go with. Never has he been this aroused, even during his ruts. You were breath-takingly gorgeous. You could've fooled him into thinking you were a goddess and not a human.

You watched as his umber eyes seemed to sparkle with awe at the sight of you. You never put much thought into your appearance, thinking you were just as average as every other 20-something year old woman on the planet. Apparently, Shadow thought much more about how you looked, muttering to himself about how you were a goddess and absolutely otherworldly.

Heat rushed to your cheeks at his staring. His hands finally decided to fall back on your hips, thumbs rubbing little circles on your skin. He leaned back down with his lips being dangerously close to the string of your thong.

His eyes locked onto yours, baring his teeth with a smirk and proceeding to grab hold of the lacy underwear to pull them down enough for access to your dripping pussy. The string of arousal connecting you to your underwear caused the heat from your chest to your cheeks to rise in temperature. His hands moved from your hips down to your thighs, gripping them hard enough for his claws to leave indents. He pried them open and immediately had his muzzle in front of your sensitive heat. His nose nudged against your throbbing clit eliciting another moan from your throat. Your hands grappled for his quills or ears or something to hold onto.

Just when you thought you were ready, his tongue licked a stripe from your opening up to your clit. Your hips went to lift up when he quickly moved an arm to hold you down. He made sure you weren't gonna move before he went back to slurping and lick at your dripping cunt like a man starved. This was definitely the best head you have ever gotten in your life. Lifting your hands shakily, you ran your fingers around his pinned ears, listening and feeling his purrs vibrate through him. The feeling made your incoming orgasm hit almost right then and there. Moans were leaving your lips like a prayer, his name being most of what Shadow could make out.

The hand that was still gripping one of your thighs had wandered up closer to your entrance, experimentally dipping a finger in. The moan from your mouth and the tugging on his ears seemed to be the response he was looking for. His lips moved up your clit, sucking and swiping his tongue around in motions that had you seeing stars. His index finger entered your drooling pussy with ease. He pumped it in and out slowly before adding his middle finger. The stretch was a a bit painful, more of a burning feeling, before it turned into pure pleasure. His mouth paired with his surprisingly skilled fingers had you gripping the ruined sheets beneath you.

You gasped at the feeling threatening to burst in your lower belly, moaning out, "Shadow, wait- I'm gonna-!"

He didn't even remove his muzzle from between you when your pussy squirted out it's juices from the intense orgasm you just had. Your thighs had him pinned in place from the best ending you've had in years. His hands were clutching onto the plush of your thighs, tongue still working you through your orgasm.

Your broken moans seemed to snap him from his pussy-drunk state. He lifted his head up, looking at you with lidded eyes and a mouth covered in your fluids. His tongue swiped along his lower lip with deliberate slowness.

You fell back on your bed, bringing a hand to your heaving chest. It almost feels like you ran a marathon in 100 degree weather with hoe burned your lungs were.

Shadow watched as you tried to catch your breath. His eyes darted from your glistening lips, to your chest greedily sucking in oxygen, to your ruined pussy. While he only learned this from reading the books the adults at the lab had lying around, he knew better than to leave you laying in your own pleasure.

It was a bit tricky trying to find what he needed considering he's never been to your house before this, he brought back a damp wash cloth and a glass of cold water. He was gentle with cleaning up your oversensitive areas, making sure you were clean enough that he could move you over a bit to gather the sheets and blankets. The pile of ruined cloth ended up in a heep by the overflowing dirty clothes basket at the door to your room. Shadow was lucky that you had some clean ones sitting in the chair by your vanity that he could use to cover you.

Your body seemed to calm down from the high you just experienced, now wanting to just sleep. You turned your head over to face the dark anthropomorphic alien and just watching as he took care of you.

"Shadow," he looked over at you. You gestured him over and lifted the blanket so he could cuddle up beside you if he wanted. The flicker of doubt in his eyes made you tense. Maybe he wanted this to be a on and done thing? Before your thoughts could start to spiral to worst case scenarios, he shuffled over and crawled up into your open arms. His head was smooshed into the crook of your neck, an arm under yours and around you.

A smile broke out on your lips, lowering your arm holding the blanket to settle around your cuddle buddy. His breath soon evened out as sleep , or exhaustion, had over come him. Pulling him in closer, you curled your naked from around him, tangling your legs with his.

Maybe, just maybe, this is what fate was saving for you.

"Hey, Tails? Knuckles? Have you seen Shadow? Or (Y/N)?" Sonic asked his brothers. The echidna shook his head while Tails just shrugged.

"Didn't you tell him to go meet her? Maybe Shadow locked himself in his room and (Y/N) forgot something for your party." Sonic didn't seem to convinced with Tails hypothesis. Before the blue blur could race off to find the missing members, Tom and Maddie came out the back door with s'more making ingredients.

"Who wants s'mores?!" Maddie gestured with the pan holding the stuff, walking up to the three kids only to see them with frowns on their faces.

Maddie set the pan down and knelt in front of Sonic, asking, "What's wrong, honey?"

Sonic turned away and muttered, "Where's (Y/N/N)? I don't wanna start without her."

Sucking in a breath, Maddie explained vaguely that you weren't going to be able to show up till tomorrow. When Tom and Maddie made it inside their house, Sonic's half-finished cake and the tube of frosting dropped on the kitchen floor let them know that you were gonna be gone for the night.

Tom was happy you found someone yet, with Shadow being that someone seemed to worry him to no end. It took Maddie having to calm him down and tell him that Shadow was definitely one of the better options for you that let him relax.

Sonic sagged at the fact that his favourite person wasn't gonna be able to attend his party. That's when he stilled and his brows furrowed. He turned to Maddie again, this time with a question that Maddie and Tom weren't gonna be able to explain.

"Well, then where's Shadow?"

Guys...I fell victim to the emo hedgehog. I have not stopped watching the hundreds of edits of this man on my fyp and its eating at my brain. this was just a scratch i had to itch. its all i could think about, day or night. I'm at work and its all i can think about.

He has me in a chokehold. Anyway! Im editing the fourth chapter of my series 'ceilings' when possible! Hopefully i can get a chapter out soon!

Thanks for reading! Here's the link to my Masterlist of all masterlists!

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i am cooking... just not what i'm supposed to be cooking...

guys, i watched this, like, weeks ago and i haven't recovered. i need him, like, yesterday. i know i need to work on the 10 other things in my drafts right now(i always fixate on something new like every other week) and i am trying😭😭😭i get distracted😔💪ive been playing Stardew and trying to finish 9-1-1😞

anyway, i really hope you guys enjoy these when they come out:)

check out my Masterlist of all my masterlists!! Shadow will be added onto my miscellaneous one! basically the one where i put characters i'll write about that don't have a masterlist for the series/movies.

Also! don't judge me on how i write him cause i've only seen the movies😩i have not watched anything else or played the games(i have a couple of the games but haven't had the time to play them) but imma try my best with nailing down his personality:)

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COFFEE SHOP TREND

I met my 19 year old self at a coffee shop today.

she was 15 minutes early and i was right on time.

i could see the panic and anxiety in her eyes with being in a public place by herself.

i ordered for her seeing as how she couldn't even speak loud enough for the cashier to hear her.

i looked her over, baggy clothes and fidgety fingers.

"Don't become your mother." were the first words from my mouth.

the surprise on her face masked the rising anxiety.

"You were too attached to them. You were manipulative and narcisstic. Just like her."

the last word emphasized. She was horrified.

"You treated those you loved as a therapist instead of a friend." The tears threatening to spill finally did.

Taking a deep breath, i told her, "But, you get to meet wonderful people. People who helped you be you again. You are not your mom. You have regrets and you want to apologise to those you did wrong. You get better."

I smiled.

different from what i normally post but here is a snippet from my life. i've definitely grown from 4 years ago and its thanks to those i work with right now!

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So I know people are only here for my writing but since coming back, I have cooked up this! Rarity redesign! I started with this art style so i’ll be posting my art alongside my writing:)

i might go change my redesigns for Luna and Celestia as well. Enjoy!

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Chapter 3 - "ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖"

"If you wanna go and be stupid, don't do it in front of me. If you don't wanna cry to my music, don't make me hate you prolifically"˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Word Count: 2.7k Chapter Warnings: swearing, bad music taste maybe, and that's about it! <Previous: Chapter 2 - Next: Chapter 4>

"It's on your pack thing, dumbass," Sanemi sneered at me. I glared at him, bringing my hand up to visibly flip him off while sticking my tongue out. Choosing to ignore the loud asshole to my right, I turned my attention back to Ubuyashiki. He was talking to his kids quietly before standing up, with the help of the black haired kid, and bowed a bit before slowing shuffling back into his manor. The others kneeled once again and wished him the best in their own ways.

"Alright dragon girl, what's up with all the weird objects in your pack." The raspy voice of the Wind Hashira caught my attention, looking to see the others holding various items from my hiking bag. Seeing my very fragile phone in the hands of Tengen almost sent me into cardiac arrest.

Snatching the delicate piece of technology from the large man, I glared up at him, pressing my phone to my chest.

"You can look at anything else, but this one is off limits!" I turned from the stunned Sound Hashira and quickly scuttled over to Mitsuri and Shinobu who were looking at my clothes and first aid kit.

I could see the concentration and then defeat flitter through Shinbou's lavender eyes as she tried to figure out what the contents of the rubbing alcohol bottle said in its facts tab. I bit my lip, glancing down at the small device in my hands before sighing and unlocking it. If I want to freak them out more, then I might as well get it over with.

Tapping on the Safari icon, I watched with bated breath to see if I could even translate the words on the bottle for her. The image of the home page of Safari popped up and with that I quickly looked for an accurate translator, not trusting Google Translate. More loading before it finally did load in with search results.

"YES!" I was too busy celebrating the fact that I had internet, slow but all the same, and didn't even take into account the multiple pairs of eyes on me. Finding a site that most likely was accurate, I walked over to the butterfly girl and crouched next to her.

"I hope this works..." I mumbled to myself. Holding up the bottle with the facts tab faced towards me, I made sure it was all in view of the camera. I watched as it loaded and sure enough, a long string of kanji appeared in a box. I smiled, turning to the perplexed Insect Hashira, and held up my phone for her to read.

I saw her eyes flit across the screen before landing on what I assume is the text. Hearing the gears in her head turn before clicking and seeing the light bulb shine above her, she snatched my phone from my hands to read it a bit better.

"What is that?" I didn't need to glance up to know who was asking the question.

"A cell phone. It's something I can use to talk to people who aren't right next to me but, it does a ton of other stuff as well. For example, translating the English on this bottle to, what I'm assuming is Kanji? Not entirely sure on that part..." The cold glass on my hand alerted my attention back to the woman in front of me.

I erased the image of the rubbing alcohol, switching it from English to Japanese. My keyboard turned into their alphabet, hoping she was wanting to talk, and handed the phone back to her. I scooted closer by her, showing that you have to tap on the letters to write out a word.

Quickly taking in the information, Shinobu typed surprisingly fast for someone who has never seen anything like a cell phone. The others started to silently walk up to our group of four to see what was capturing the attention of three Hashiras.

She presented the screen for me to read the English translation.

'This device is amazing! Something that can help us learn your language but also help you learn ours. With everything you know and every new medical thing you keep in that box, I know you will be of immense help to us. I was skeptical of you at first but, seeing how helpful you've been with the information you have given us, I know not to be suspicious anymore. With this device, we can communicate more without the use of a translator at our beck and call.'

I smiled at the message. I wrote her a quick thank you back and told her I would try my best to help. I quickly showed her the microphone button so she didn't have to type everything out which made her smile just a bit more genuinely.

Speaking into my phone's speakers, I played my translated message to the group.

'Hello everyone! This device will help us communicate better without the use of an in person translator! I'm hoping that I will learn enough of your language in the future that I won't need this anymore but I also hope you learn enough of mine as well for us both to be comfortable. I'm sure you have tons of questions about the items in pack and I would love to answer but right now I am exhausted and would really like to rest up a bit. If you need me, I'll be at Butterfly Manor.'

I don't think I'll ever get over the awe on these strong and powerful people. I giggled a bit, making sure my hand was covering my mouth, and turned to Shinobu. She and Mitsuri helped me pack my stuff up once more. Mitsuri tapped your shoulder before gesturing to your phone with an exciting smile.

'It's so lovely to be able to talk to you now! Even if it is through something so strange, I'm hoping we can be friends! The clothes you have in your pack are strange but look so comfortable! You'll have to draw me images of what clothes from your place looks like!'

I grinned before typing out: 'Even better idea: I have pictures on this device as well! I can also take pictures with it! I'll show you!'

Seeing her read through the message, I switched to the camera app and flipped the camera to selfie mode. I held up my arm, making sure Mitsuri's cute and awed face was in frame, before smiling and taking a picture. I pulled it up to show her, seeing her eyes light up even more.

'We can take more when I'm rested up. I should get going before I accidentally make Shinobu mad.'

Waving goodbye to everyone, I followed behind Shinobu and the two Kakushis. I could feel my paranoia creeping up my spine so, without thinking, I pulled out my phone to play the first playlist of mine on Spotify.

Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter came from my speaker still dangling from my pack. I hummed along quietly, taking note of the tense reactions from the Kakushi. Shinobu glanced back a bit but ignored it.

It was long walk to the manor. Night time had fallen by the time the gates appeared and my playlist restarted with Please Please Please coming from the speaker once again. I paused my music so I didn't disturb any patients or occupants resting. Following Shinobu down a couple hallways before she stopped at a nicely decorated sliding door.

I could almost feel my jaw hit the floor at the beautiful decor inside. The room had a very homey feel to it. Plants were a bit everywhere, candles unlit on certain surfaces and the bed looked comfortable enough to melt in. I turned to thank Shinobu who was happy to lend me the space. She left with a quick goodbye so I could settle in.

Placing my pack down by the very Japanese bed, I flopped down on the cushiony mattress. It felt like Heaven. I didn't have anything to change into for the time being, so I got situated in bed before turning to grab my life li- I mean phone and turning the music down so I could hear it. If I sleep with no noise playing, I can feel the paranoia start to creep up my spine and grab hold of every thought so, music was a better option.

Yawning once again, I turned to my side and let my thoughts drift away, the sound of Nickelback's song 'Far Away' lulling me to sleep.

Whispered voices that were getting awefully annoynig at this point had roused me from a nice sleep. Turning to glare at the intruders, I could see a blur of blonde, black and brown peaking in through the doorway.

I huffed, sitting up and rubbing my eyes, hoping a contact doesn't fall out. The whispering stopped. I glanced back at the door again to see three pairs of curious eyes looking right at me.

Motioning them in, I could see Tanjiro tentatively open the sliding door further before slowly taking a seat a respectful distance away. Zenitsu and Inosuke plopped right next to the Sun Breather. I picked up my phone, noticing the battery has stayed at a solid 79% since yesterday afternoon, before opening up to the translator.

'I know you have questions. You will go one at a time speaking into this.'

Once translated for all of them to hear, I could see the internal battles between the three of deciding who gets to go first. I simply smiled before pointing at Tanjiro, who looked like he was about to combust on the spot.

'What was that techinque you used back in the mountain?'

Starting off strong. I explained to Tanjiro and company that I couldn't even remember that bit. When Sanemi had brought up the technique word for word, the world's worst migraine seemed to have invaded my head. It's like mild amnesia on my part but, knowing I have something to use in battle, I know I'll figure it out soon.

Questions upon questions were answered which ranged from "How can you wear something so immodest?" to "How many monsters have you slaughtered in your place of living?" While it was fun to answer their questions, the grumbling in my stomach was beginning to gnaw at me. Gently patting them on their heads, I lead them out and told them I would answer more later.

Sighing a bit loudly, I dug for my toiletry bag only to remember it was the one thing I didn't pack for my hike up to the lake. Huffing once more, I glanced around the room a bit before landing my gaze on a vanity. Standing up, I walked over to see a beautifully carved hairbrush with other hair accessories placed neatly on the surface. I grabbed the hairbrush gently, before brushing out my hair. After getting the tangles out, I brushed my fingers through it and settled on trying to use one of the hair pins resting on the white, pristine surface of the vanity.

"I don't even know what to do with my dirty and shredded clothes..." Once I uttered those words, a ball of energy burst through the sliding door. Three young girls, who all looked identical, were staring up at you.

Waving a bit, you could see the smiles replace the nervous frowns on their chubby faces. I watched as they raced to the wonderfully crafted wardrobe in the corner of the room. I felt my mouth dry at the detailed articles of clothing hanging up in the dark brown cabinet. The arguing voices of the girls was enough for me to start getting nervous at the thought of wearing something expensive. While I did own a few rare things that I don't use, clothing was a different story.

A soft pastel orange and white invaded my vision as something heavy fell over my head of newly brushed hair. I pulled the fabric off to see most of the clothing thrown about the room. I looked down at the one in my hand, seeing it fade from white to a soft orange. Branches of a tree that had red flowers were carefully sewn into the fabric.

'It suits you.'

The AI translator voice startled me from my overthinking mind to see Shinobu standing beside me. She set my phone back down, holding her hand out while gesturing to the piece of clothing you were gripping.

I stood up, feeling her hands guide me for my back to face her. She draped the heavy fabric over my shoulders, calling for the girls to help. I could feel my cheeks heat up from the embarrassment of others helping me dress.

With the last few details finished, I was spun to face the four. The triplets were squealing and pointing at me while Shinobu had the faintest smirk on her lips. Before I could get a word in, it dropped from her face to be replaced with that fake smile that was ever present.

'There's a couple people here who are eager to ask more questions.'

I internally groaned at the thought. I love these characters, I really do but, if I don't get food in my stomach before the questioning I will actually choke someone.

Mentioning that to Shinobu, I could see her smile crack into an amused grin. She, again, gestured for me to follow to what I assume is the dining area. Hopefully a hot meal and a cold drink will help with the nerves that are settled in the pit of your stomach.

Raised voices were slowly gaining loudness until you were practically shoved into a nice dining room that had a table long enough for 20 people to eat at. My feet stumbled a bit before I regained balance enough to whirl around and give Shinobu a piece of my mind only for her to smile and shut the door.

"SHINOBU!" I grasped my hair and groaned. I just wanted something to eat! I might as well have just snacked on granola bars.

Pouting, I turned to sit when I noticed Rengoku, Tengen, and Tomioka staring at me. Heat rushed to my cheeks at the thought of them seeing me have a tiny mental breakdown.

My smile wobbled a bit before I sat down and greeted them with the very little Japanese I picked up. A beaming smile made its way to Rengoku's face. I made sure my phone was open and out for them to use. Seeing Rengoku speak into a device that he'll never see get invented hurt my heart a bit. A pang of heartbreak hit me, covering up my moody feelings with a warm smile and replies to the loud Flame Hashira.

The feeling of eyes on me never left. I could see Tomioka looking at my phone with interest so it wasn't him. Tengen. I shot a quick look in his direction and, sure enough, he was staring right at me.

The look of utter confusion on his face made me want to ask him what was up. Even if I wanted to, he grabbed my phone before I could.

Instead of playing it out through AI voice over, he held the phone up for me to read.

'Why do you feel sad whenever you look at Rengoku?'

I froze in my seat. Shit. He was the Sound Hashira! He could hear even the faintest shift in my heartbeat. I couldn't answer. Not because I don't think he deserves to not know, but because I will cry like a baby at the image of Rengoku's smiling face full of blood in my mind.

'I will tell you when possible.'

I could see the answer didn't satisfy his curiosity. I turned back to Rengoku who was now animatedly talking into the speakers of my phone. I wonder if I could save him. With how everyone is talking about the breath style I used, maybe I could stop Akaza from damaging him that badly.

"(L/N)." The accent was heavy, like they weren't used to English. I looked up. Gulping, Tomioka was staring dead at me.

'I'm so cooked...'

After a long hiatus, I am back! I need to get back into the groove of writing again but hopefully I can get Chapter 4 out next week. It's inventory week at my store right now so I wont have much time till next week! Hope you all enjoy!

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