#I'm sorry but i don't think you can separate your company or yourself from politics and worldviews

[tardis--dreams]

We get a new colleague in December and i looked him up and he's so heavily und unconcealed right winged i feel nauseous. I mean he's Extremely right-winged. Climate change denier, corona denier, racist, anti gender equality, anti queer, everything. And i didn't try to dig up dirt or anything. It's literally the first thing you find if you just google his name

[chaotic-archaeologist]

I'm sorry for asking you for how to find some one. it was late at night and I wasn't thinking well. I'm sorry to put it on you. I just knew in any anthropology field people know how to look up family trees and stuff. I've just kept loosing family these past few years and my brain isn't good late at night.

I appreciate that you recognize that the way you asked your questions didn't come off quite the way you intended. My intention is for this blog to be a learning space, and so I'm going to do my best to answer your question in this response in good faith.

The summary of your questions (at least the way I read it) is: with the rise of antisemitism, I'm worried for the safety of any potentially unknown Jewish family members I might have. How can I find them through genealogical records?

I get where you're coming from in asking this question. Antisemitism is real, it is scary, and you are right to be worried. However, there are appropriate and inappropriate ways to show your concern. If I had a non-Jew (family member or not) reach out to me in this way, my response would be something like this:

Respectfully, it's nice that you're worried for my safety, but where were you when my synagogue was the victim of three separate hate crimes during the Trump era? Where were you when there was the shooting at that synagogue in Texas? Why are you reaching out now to tell me you're worried? I know it's a problem—I've known for years. Your concern is functionally meaningless unless you act on it. What are you going to do to support your local Jewish community? What are you going to do the next time you see someone do/say something antisemitic? What are you doing to actually educate yourself on the reality of antisemitism? What can do to help me address the antisemitism in my life?

I say all of this politely, because this is a safe environment and you are learning, so please don't mistake this as hostility. It's just the blunt truth. Reaching out to a Jewish person to say you're concerned about antisemitism is like reaching out to a Black person to tell them you're worried about racism.

If you want to get in touch with this part of your family, do it because you're curious about your relations and you want to make a connection. Plenty of people find out about unknown relatives through a DNA test, and your situation isn't that unusual, especially if you're looking for connection after losing relatives. They may or may not be receptive to you making contact, and that is their decision, just like it is yours to seek them out in the first place.

Keep your worries about antisemitism to yourself unless they purposefully bring it up. In the meantime, work to educate yourself on antisemitism wherever you live—do not expect Jewish people to be your teachers.

Finally, in your original question you ask for genealogy resources that aren't ancestry because ancestry is run by Mormons. This is a popular misconception. Ancestry.com is not affiliated with the Mormon church. Here's an article that provides a rundown of the company's history. There are also ethical concerns arising about DNA and information ownership. Here's a snopes article about how Ancestry handles your data.

Honestly, I use ancestry all the time. Is it sometimes problematic? Yes, but I try to engage with it in ways that satisfy my own ethical boundaries. You can feel free to do the same, or not. It's up to you.

I think we've all said things late at night that we wince at in the light of day—I certainly have. You asked your question with good intentions, and I'm trying to honor that with my response. I'd like everyone to be kind in the replies and notes. There are no such thing as bad questions, just inappropriate times/places to ask them. This blog is a place where questions can be asked without judgement.

-Reid

[johnsamericano]

𝔖𝔲𝔤𝔞𝔯 ℜ𝔲𝔰𝔥 𝔧.𝔧.𝔥 •2•

Hi hi! I'm back with another chapter. This one might not be as good(?, it's a really fluffy chapter so bear with me.

warnings: sugar daddy jae, he's a big baby, tooth rotting, kinda long.

sugar rush m.list.

taglist: @thoreeo @trustmahluv @sunny-nyu @nanascupid @silent-potato

“Sir, there’s a girl asking to see you.”

“Hey, I’m not a girl!” He chuckled as his finger pressed the button to communicate with his secretary.

“Hey, I’m not a girl!” He chuckled as his finger pressed the button to communicate with his secretary.

“Hey, I’m not a girl!” He chuckled as his finger pressed the button to communicate with his secretary.

“Let her in.”

Only a few seconds later, your head was peeking through his door.

“I brought you coffee.” You extended your hand out, showing him the carton containing two iced drinks. “Are you busy?”

“Not at all, come in.” You sat on the elegant, individual sofa in front of him, his desk serving as a separation. “Are you here to spy on me? Don't you trust me with your father's case?” He pouted, typing something in his keyboard while your palms started sweating.

How could you not trust the man with the highest case winning index in the whole country?

Briefly, after your encounter with the other lawyer, you'd googled him as well as his company. Because of his incredibly high fees, he didn't have many clients, but those few who had enough money to cost him were almost assured to be on the winning side. So then, why hadn't an excellent lawyer like him popped up when you'd first looked for popular firms? Simple, he wasn't popular.

Just like a hidden gem, only a few had the pleasure to know Yoonoh, and you felt beyond grateful for paying that stupid membership weeks ago.

“No, no!” You were quick to defend yourself, frantically shaking your hands to support your previous statement. “Just wanted to be of help.”

Truth to be told, after receiving your first weekly allowance, an unsettling feeling had been squeezing your heart ever since. Call it guilt or whatever, but it didn't set right to be receiving si much help from him when you hadn't had the chance to do anything in return. The least you could do was trying to be polite.

“You shouldn't be spending your money on me. I'm the one supposed to spoil you, remember?” He grabbed the plastic container by the lid, sipping the bitter liquid with an amused smile. “But thank you.”

“I paid my rent yesterday.” You blurted out, trying to avoid the uncomfortable silence threatening to settle between the two of you. “And I still have money left to save for my father's hospital bills, maybe even buy a present for my aunt.”

He admired how noble you were, making sure those around you had enough before even thinking to do something for yourself.

“I have a party this Friday, would you like to attend with me?” Your presence wasn't required as it wasn't a big event, but by the look in your eyes, he knew you were itching to do something in return for his kindness.

“Yes, of course!” Your orbs sparkled with excitement, finally feeling yourself useful.

“If you don't mind waiting, we can go buy something for you to wear right after I finish with this.” For what seemed like the tenth time in less than ten minutes, small beads of sweat rolled down the back of your neck. Thank God he wasn't able to see them. “Oh, come on, don't give me that look!”

“You’ve already done so much for me. I can buy the clothes myself, don't worry.” With a deep sigh, Yoonoh rose from his chair, taking long strides to surround the desk separating you. “W-what are you doing?” Now kneeling on the floor beneath you, his face was dangerously close to yours, coffee breath crashing against your nose.

“Using mind control to convince you to let me take you out.” He stared at you for a couple more seconds before saying: “Is it working?”

“I think your mind control is broken.” You whisper, unable to hold back the small giggles bubbling at the back of your throat.

“How about now?” He batted his eyelashes, trying to act cute despite his bold features. You shook your head.

Just as you thought it was over, his hand went up to cup your jaw, his thumb drawing uneven figures on the ticklish skin.

“How about now?” He repeated. You stammered, unsure of what to say. “Sorry, that was inappropriate.” Aware of your awkwardness and the rising heat in your cheeks, he stood up, walking back to his chair. “But I do want to get you something, would you let me?”

With your mind busy and your guard low, you nodded, unaware of the silly smile on his face.

“I have a few novels on my shelf in case you want something to kill time.”

“Thank you.” You moved to the huge bookshelf facing his desk, grateful your face wasn't visible anymore.

The books were ordered by genre and size, starting from the biggest law-related textbooks to pocket-sized novels, ending with the smallest one he had. The little prince.

Your eyes widened in disbelief. Yoonoh didn't seem to be the type to read that kind of heartbreaking yet beautiful book. Nonetheless, as many said, you can't judge a book by its cover.

An hour or two later, you were halfway into the first book of flowers in the attic, immersed in the small world the author had created. Yoonoh had finished his work a few minutes before, but distracting you when you were reading so vividly, seemed like a crime. He enjoyed the way your eyebrows would knit together every time something shocking happened, clearly too immersed in the novel to notice his intense gaze.

“Y/n...” He whispered once he noticed you were starting a new chapter. You blinked twice, hands clutching the book tightly as you noticed he had finished his work. “You can take it home, don't worry.”

“Sure?” He flashed his pretty dimples as his eyes turned into half-moons.

“You can come back for the rest of the saga when you finish this one. Take as many books as you please, I’ve already read them all.”

“Thank you.” Another act of kindness you had no way of returning. His favors just seemed to be piling up before you could even return any. “Would you like to have dinner with me today? I'm a great cook, or so did my father said.” You blurted out quickly, twisting your hands nervously as you waited for an answer.

“I’d love to. But I might have to attend some work calls if you don't mind.”

“I don't, maybe I'll even have time to bake a cake while you're at it.” God, how bad he wanted to take a picture of that adorably nervous smile.

“Great, so it's settled. Dinner at your place after we go shopping.” He had already put his blazer on, offering his arm to guide you out. With shaky fingers and sweaty armpits, you grabbed it, walking by his side with his secretary’s gazed glued on you. So much for a girl, huh?

Once seated in his car, with the book resting on your lap, you allowed yourself to relax. Yoonoh wasn't a bad person, on the contrary, he was very kind, so there was no use in keeping your guard up when he was around.

“Ready to roll?” You cringed at his use of slang, making him drop his head back to laugh. “What? Isn't it a thing you cool young adults say?”

“Maybe twenty years ago, Yoonoh.” It was the very first time you used his name so informally, and, oh how good it felt to hear you saying it?

“Fine, I won't use it anymore.” He poked your arm like a little child, and for a moment, you wondered if he was actually more than a decade older.

Several bad jokes, two dresses, and a quick stop at the grocery store later, you arrived at your apartment. Yoonoh held everything while you entered the passcode, struggling not to drop a can of vegetables that was starting to bend the edge of the paper bag.

“Ready, hand me something.” You both entered with your hands packed with different things. You went to your room to leave the new dresses while Yoonoh set the paper bags down on the kitchen counter.

“So...” He clapped loudly. “What are we cooking?”

“I bought the ingredients for lasagna. Is that okay with you?” He nodded, lips pressed and dimples in display. “Alright, let's do this.”

It would've been of great help if Yoonoh had told you he didn't know how to cook. But of course, part of the fault was yours for not noticing when he tried to add ketchup to the recipe.

“I burnt it.” He looked at the semi-carbonized pasta with disgust, feeling ashamed of having ruined your dish. “Let’s just throw it away and order something.” He was about to touch the hot container until your grip on his wrist halted his movements.

“We just pulled it out of the oven.” You shook your head in disbelief at the man standing in front of you.

“Sorry.”

Despite Yoonoh’s endless complaining, you ate the lasagna. The flavor wasn't that bad when you scratched off the burnt parts, especially when accompanied by a cold glass of wine.

“It’s not that bad.” You repeated over and over again. A phone call interrupted him from self-pitying any further. “Go on, take it.” You continued eating while he spoke in the living room.

It wasn't until a couple of minutes later that you realized he was whisper yelling at whoever was on the other line. It was your first time seeing him angry, and you didn't like it one bit. The way his face turned completely stoic, his eyes cold as his hand rested on his hip. Sweet, caring, Yoonoh was gone.

“I told you I needed it for today.” He said through gritted teeth. “You better get it before I arrive back at the office, or you can find yourself another job.” Even after he hung up, Yoonoh stood in the middle of the shared area, clutching his phone so tightly, it seemed like it would break any minute.

You wanted to ask if everything was alright, if he needed any help, but most importantly, if the things he needed were related to your father's case, but all the words stuck to your throat like insects in a spider web.

“I need to go.” He simply said, not even bothering to fake a smile. “Thank you for dinner, I'll see you on Friday.” With his free hand, he grabbed the coat hanging from his chair and left, slamming the door on his way out.

Was that the real Yoonoh?

A shiver ran down your spine. What had you gotten into? From what you'd seen, it was only about time he would show his true self to you as well.

All the trust you'd built up during the day, had crumbled down in a matter of seconds. The worst part? You didn't even feel entitled to be scared, not after all he'd done for you.

‘Just keep your distance.’ You repeated like a mantra as you got ready for bed, leaving the book you'd borrowed right where he'd left it, afraid it would burn your fingertips even with the slightest touch.

(...)

The week wasn't nearly as long as you'd wanted it to be, and soon enough, you were struggling to zip the dress you'd bought days ago. Your makeup was done, and Yoonoh had texted you he was on his way, yet, you'd been fighting with the zipper for at least ten minutes. Your fingers were cramping, and the clock was ticking.

Just when you'd finally started to drag the small piece of metal, the doorbell startled you, causing you to let go of it.

“Fuck!” Have you ever felt so desperate that tears start pricking your eyes? Well, that was the exact case happening at the moment.

You opened the door with the salty water collecting at the corner of your eyes, surprising Yoonoh, who was wearing his best dimply smile.

“What’s wrong?” He had a bouquet poorly hidden behind his back, probably to apologize for the night he abruptly left and almost knocked down your door.

“I-I can't zip up my dress.” Your voice came out shaky, giving away the emotions burning your gut. Thankfully, Yoonoh didn't seem to notice, and if he did, he didn't mention it.

“I’ll help you.” He, not-so-discretely, put down the bouquet, gently turning you around to your discomfort. His cold hands touched your back as he dragged the zip up, noticing how tense you were but deciding not to comment on it. “Oh! You haven't moved the book from where I left it.”

“I haven't had time to read.” He hummed, crouching to reach for the bouquet and hand it to you. “Thank you.”

“It’s my way of apologizing for the fit I threw a couple of days ago.” A fit? That was one way to call it.

“It’s okay.” You lied as you pushed the corners of your lips to form a credible smile. “Let’s get going.”

The flowers were left on the kitchen counter before you left. The ride in the elevator was awfully quiet, and Yoonoh had no idea what had happened. You were so chatty the last time he saw you, so of course, he was taken aback by the sudden change.

“It’s not going to take long, so we can head out for some drinks later if you'd like...” You nodded, for you knew speaking would only expose your discomfort. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah! Just nervous about the party, that's all.”

You stood by Yoonoh’s side for the rest of the evening, smiling and nodding at his acquaintances’ comments. At one point in the evening, a man, not much older than you, approached you both with a wide smile.

“Dude, I hadn't seen you in ages. Stop sending your workers and come see me yourself.” They hugged. Why were they hugging?

“Y/n, this is my brother, Sungchan.” The man with puppy-like eyes embraced you tightly, almost as if welcoming you to his family. “Sungchan, this is y/n, my girlfriend.” He said it so naturally, it’d take a detective to figure out the truth about your relationship.

“I’ve heard a lot about you. I'm sorry for your father. But don't worry, we'll take those bastards down.”

“I’m not following...” You blinked repeatedly, eyes going back and forth between Yoonoh and his brother.

“Sungchan is a doctor. I asked him to look at your father's case for further evidence. My assistant was supposed to pick up the report the day we had dinner, but she forgot to drop by. Now we’re a day behind schedule.” The dark cloud surrounding him seemed to be slowly dissipating as you heard his explanation. “This is an important case, and I want to be as meticulous as possible.”

Thank you didn't seem the right thing to say at the moment, at least not with Sungchan standing there, so you simply grabbed his hand, squeezing it to let him know how grateful you were.

To your surprise, he didn't even flinch as he locked your hands together, causing a small giggle from Sungchan.

“Okay, love birds, I'll get going.” He waved you goodbye, making his way to another table where his friend waited for him.

“Can we talk?” You whispered in his ear, afraid one of the numerous attendants would hear you.

“Sure.” Without letting go of your hand, he drove you to a small, private garden just outside the ballroom. “Are you gonna tell me what's wrong now?” His thumb caressed your knuckles with gentle strokes.

“I’m so sorry.”

“What for?”

“I pushed you away at the minimum trouble when you were only helping me.” He hummed as if he already knew about it. “And it will probably happen again, so please, be patient with me. I'm going through-” Your face collided against his chest as his arms draped over your shoulders, squeezing you tightly.

“Call me reckless, but I've wanted to do this for a while.” Your hands hung at the sides of your torso, unsure what to do next. “You can push me away, I'll understand...”

Instead, your palm found its place in his back, rubbing up and down the designer jacket. Your hair started turning messy from the night breeze, some strands striking Yoonoh’s chin as his embrace only grew tighter.

“Let’s get out of here.” He mumbled, crawling the back of your head with his hand. “Sungchan can deal with my father's friends.”

“Are you sure?” His hum vibrated through his chest, making you giggle at the odd feeling.

Once seated in his car, his hand found yours like a magnet, the warmth emanating from it comfortably enveloping your skin.

The calmness of the atmosphere was interrupted by a call from his brother, who seemed to be anxiously explaining something through the phone.

“Just tell him I had a work emergency.” With that said, he hung up, placing his hand back again on top of yours. “Sorry, he said it was urgent.”

“It’s okay.” An unsettling feeling pinched your stomach, but you decided to dismiss it, immersed in the chilly weather of the dark streets.

You arrived at the river, where Yoonoh asked you to wait for him while he bought a couple of beers. It was a sight to see, both of you clad in fancy clothes, barefoot and chugging down can after can.

“I think I like being with you.” You declared, mind fuzzy from the alcohol intake.

“I think I like it too.” The tips of his ears were rosy, revealing he was as intoxicated as you, maybe even more.

“Would you like to visit my father with me tomorrow?” The words flew out of your mouth before you could even realize. Afraid you'd killed the mood, you tried to excuse yourself, only to be interrupted by his lips grazing your ear, placing a timid kiss on your lobe.

“I’d love to.” It was the sweetest peck, no ulterior motives behind it, just pure affection.

“Are we going too fast?” In your drunken state, what you had felt like a real relationship, not a simple agreement. And this sure felt like a first date.

“We’re moving at our own pace, I believe.” He dropped his head on your shoulder, pressing against it to relieve the dizziness clouding his mind. “Are you okay with that? Maybe you don't want to be with an old creep like me, and I'd totally get it. Just don't let me get my hopes up if that's the case.”

“You might be old, but definitely not a creep.” Your fingers combed through his abundant hair as your mind wandered into the future, grateful for the fact that he wouldn't become bald soon. “Or are you?”

“I don't think so.” Anyone who walked by would've seen a couple of goofs, too intoxicated to talk without slurring the words, but you were living in your own, comfy bubble. “I should get you home before it gets too late. Come on, I'll call a driver.” He tried getting on his feet to no avail, stumbling back a little before falling back on his ass.

“My apartment is nearby. You can stay for the night.” You grabbed both pairs of shoes as his arm surrounded your shoulder for assistance. “If you keep supporting your whole weight on me, we're both gonna fall.” People on the street shot you a couple of funny looks, which was understandable since it wasn't usual to see two drunk idiots walking barefoot in the middle of the night.

“How long till-” Hiccup. “-we get there?” His stare seemed to worsen with every step. “God, I think I might throw up.”

“Stop acting like a teenager, we're almost there.”

As soon as you arrived at the small apartment, you sat him down on the little step where you changed your shoes. You left both pairs on the rack, proceeding to put on slippers to enter the house.

“Don’t leave me here!” He whined, stomping his feet like a little kid.

“Just wait for a second!” His attitude was starting to get on your nerves to the point where you couldn't feel the effects of the beer anymore.

You grabbed a rag from the kitchen cabinet and dampened it under the sink. Yoonoh was half asleep when you walked back to him.

“My head hurts.” He mumbled as you sat in front of him, placing his left foot on your lap. “What are you doing?”

“I don't have any slippers that will fit you, and I don't want your dirty feet making my house dirty.” With utmost delicacy, you wiped away the dirt from his toes, noticing the small scratches caused by the gravel he walked on.

He touched your hair while you finished with his other foot, tangling the strands with fascination.

“Done, get up.”

He followed your indications as you guided him to your room, where you laid him down on his side in case he threw up.

“Are we visiting your father tomorrow?” He asked while snuggling under the covers.

“Sure.” You cleared his forehead from the strands falling in it, grazing the soft skin of his forehead. “Sweet dreams, gigantic baby.”

[ikemen-girl]

Hellooooo sweety I'm back again 🤣🤣🤣

I'm kinda have a bad week this week (it's only Wednesday I know 😭😭😭 but I don't think I can take anymore than this orz). So, in order to lighten up my feelings, may I ask you how Mitsuhide AND Hideyoshi would react if they were being swallowed together by the wormhole, along with MC (and maybe Sasuke, your choice xD) back to MC's era, 500 years in the future? I want to know what chaotic misdeeds those two gonna do if they have to live together for 3 months in the modern era until the next wormhole comes xD.

Thank you soooo much and have a nice day! 🍀✨

Helloooo dear😍😍 & welcome back✨✨😍😍🤗🤗😘😘💗💗! Thank you so much for the request😍😍! This sounds so hilarious & fun giving me so much entertaining content to write on🤣🤣! I am sorry to hear that you are having a hard week, if this work of mine will be able to help even a little in lifting your spirits, I will be very glad😍❤😘😘 & hoping you have an amazing week ahead😘✨. So here we go💃💃~

IKESEN HEADCANON⚔💗:

Mitsuhide😏 & Hideyoshi😩 reacting to staying in 500 years later in the future🏙:

One day, everything was going very well in Azuchi Castle🏯, as for once, Hideyoshi was NOT nagging at Mitsuhide🤯 or Ieyasu throwing snarky comments at Mitsunari😒or Masamune on the adventure of jumping off the cliffs🏊🏻‍♂️ or Nobunaga eating konpeitos🍬.

Wait, wait, wait, what?! CUT🎬! WHAT IS THIS HAPPENING📽? THIS CAN'T HAPPEN🙅‍♂️! CHANGE THE SCRIPT😠🤦‍♂️! "Director sir, this is calm before the storm😅!", said the staff member. "Oh okay, continue, let's see🤨!", the director let out a deep sigh.

*ahem* Back to the scene in Azuchi castle🏯-

Mitsuhide was busy teasing his darling little mouse. "Can you stop teasing me already😒?", you pouted☹, your cheeks red with embarrassment🙈😳. "My, My and why should I do that😏?", said Mitsuhide squeezing your cheeks like it were made of dango-mochi, so soft to touch😘💗, chuckling😆 at your super adorable face😍😘👩.

Oi, Mitsuhide😠!", said Hideyoshi loudly coming around in the Mitsuhide's garden. "Not again!", Mitsuhide slapped his forehead🤦‍♂️. "My mom is here, you better behave😂😝!", you said giggling as you went running towards Hideyoshi seeing this as a chance of escape from his hug actually teasing.

"Welcome, Hideyoshi!", you said greeting him with a big smile on your face😍✨. Hideyoshi patted your head in return with a soft smile on his face☺️. "Oi Mitsuhide, where did you suddenly disappeared without a word again? What are you plotting again? Do you know how much worried MC was for you😠?", said Hideyoshi glaring at the kitsune boi. "My, My, whatever do you mean , Hideyoshi😏?", Mitsuhide smirked.

"Mitsu----", Hideyoshi was cut off in between with a loud scream. "What happened, little mouse😟?", Mitsuhide frowned, looking at you, concerned. "Look! Look there! Wormhole😱!!!!", you shouted looking at the dark-cloudy sky. "Worm-what?", asked Hideyoshi, confused. As soon as they both turned to look at the sky, droplets of water fell on their face & finally heavy raining without as much as a warning⛈. "Oh no! Mitsuhide! Hideyoshi!", you screamed as lightning striked. They all suddenly found themselves in the air. "What is happening?! Hold my hand, MC!", shouted Hideyoshi. Instead of you, Mitsuhide grabbed his leg tightly, "I asked to grab my hand, not my leg😑! Well nevermind😒🤦‍♂️!". Mitsuhide smirked at him😏 & wrapped his other arm around MC holding her close to his chest.

And boom! They found themselves in 500 years later in the future.

"Mitsuhide! Hideyoshi! Are you okay😱?!", you asked looking at Mitsuhide still holding you unconsciously and Hideyoshi who was also lying on the ground passed out. "Mitsuhide! Wake up!", you said as you gently patted his cheeks. "Yeah, yeah, I am fine, my little mouse! I am so glad that you are safe😘😍💗!", said Mitsuhide looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Oww! Where are we😵💫?", said Hideyoshi as he stood from the hard ground and fell down again. "Oh God, Mitsuhide! Let go off my leg right now, ugh😫😠!", said Hideyoshi glaring at him rubbing his forehead. "Oh my dear friend, I am so sorry😏!", said Mitsuhide looking as unapologetic as ever trying hard not to snicker at him🤭. "Don't you dare laugh at me😡!", said Hideyoshi glaring at him. You were so relieved that they both were fine & scanned the surroundings😌😍.

"Guys! Calm down, look around, we are back in the future!", you said breaking their conversation. "WHAT😲?!", exclaimed Hideyoshi finally turning his head to look around his surroundings.

"Now get up both of you, it's so embarrassing, people are staring at us😳!", you said giving your hand to help them get up.

"Is this really our future?", asked Hideyoshi looking around, highly shocked & confused😱.

"Yes😍💗!", you said, feeling nostalgic to be back in future after such a long time. "MC!", another voice added in. You all turn to look at the source of the voice. "Sasuke!", you exclaimed. "Are you okay?", he came, looking at you worried. "Yes, I am fine but how are you here as well?", you asked confused. "Got swallowed by the wormhole! I estimated that we can return to Sengoku era after 3 months", he replied. "You mean to say that we are stuck here for 3 whole months😱?!", exclaimed Hideyoshi, horrified. You and Mitsuhide looked at each other surprised at the declaration😲.

"Once I will be able return back to Sengoku era, my boss will kill me for sure, I am so scared!", Sasuke said with a stoic expression adjusting his glasses😬. "You don't look scared🤨?", asked Hideyoshi. "Sorry Hideyoshi-san, my facial muscles can't express my emotions properly", said Sasuke. "I can understand, God of War will certainly rage a war if he don't find you by his side, Master Sasuke😏!", said Mitsuhide with a smirk. "Don't frighten me more, Mitsuhide-san😯, I hope my BFF Yukimura handles the situation well🙏🏻!", said Sasuke praying silently. "Bee🐝-what-now?", asked Hideyoshi confused at the term. "Don't stress your mind, It's a future word for best friend", you chuckled at him😆.

"Let's go my home for now, I will show you both around, Sasuke please come as well☺️🥰!", you said stretching your arms. "Here is some money for you I quickly grabbed from my home!", said Sasuke handing you money. You gave him a grateful smile😇😍. "What is that paper?", asked Mitsuhide, curious. "Oh, these are the currency notes that are used to purchase things!", Sasuke replied. "Now, I will go buy some food & buy them clothes, you see!", said Sasuke as he pointed out at their traditional dress & went inside the supermarket across the road🏪.

"MC, why are those crowd of girls especially staring at me🤔😐?", asked Hideyoshi, confused. "Don't you know, that your charms are irresistible, no matter the past or future😏?", replied Mitsuhide throwing a mischiveous wink at you😉, smirking at the girls. You caught up on his intentions and gave him a silent a thumbs up👍 with a evil grin😈.

"GIRLS, DON'T YOU WANT TO TALK WITH THIS HANDSOME MAN HERE FOR A WHILE?", you shouted in loud voice😎.

"Wait, what, MC?! Mitsuhide, what did you tell her😱?!", said Hideyoshi angrily glaring at Mitsuhide. "HELL YES🤩!", exclaimed the girls happily. "Hoooh, I haven't done anything, Hideyoshi, it's your fault for being so irresistible😏!", said Mitsuhide with a smirk while the girls surrounded him.

"Let him enjoy the company of the girls for a while, little mouse, let's go🤗😘!", Mitsuhide said while taking you away from the crowd of girls surrounding Hideyoshi. "I will not let you go you this time, snek🐍😡!", Hideyoshi shouted angrily. You both laughed 🤣 looking at Hideyoshi who was politely trying to get away from his fangirls😅.

"Wanna eat icecream till the time Sasuke returns? Try it🍦!", you gave him the icecream. You didn't notice when he ate the whole icecream in 1 bite as you were paying the money. "Owww!", screamed Mitsuhide as he clutched his head. You turned back to look at him, surprised. "Who told you to eat it that fast😨?!", you said while gently rubbing his temples. "Little mouse, it's such a small ball of icecream, I didn't know", said Mitsuhide with his eyes closed, smile on his lips💆‍♂️.

"Here you are, Mitsuhide😡!", shouted Hideyoshi as he came and grabbed his collar. "Because of YOU, I landed up in such a huge mess over there! It was so hard to get rid of those girls😫!", said Hideyoshi angrily. Mitsuhide just smirked at him😏. "Now, now, don't fight already again🙅‍♀️!", you said separating them again.

"Now we will cross the road and go to the supermarket! These things are used for transportation like horses in Sengoku & are known as vehicles & here are mostly cars, scooters! They are dangerous, so be careful", she explained. Hideyoshi nodded. "Ready?", she turned to her left but Mitsuhide was gone⁉️.

SHIT! THIS IS BAD NEWS😱!

"Where did he disappear?!", you wondered looking around. "He was just here😱!", said Hideyoshi as he looked around. Mitsuhide was purposely trying to cross the road swaying around while green signal zone is on to annoy Hideyoshi causing the commotion on the road😏. "What the heck are you doing, Mitsuhide?! It's dangerous! Are you trying to kill yourself😡?", Hideyoshi scowled at him pulling him aside.

"YOU����!", said the traffic police officer to Mitsuhide👮🏻‍♂️. "We are gone🤦‍♀️!", you said slapping your forehead. "We are extremely sorry, sir🙇‍♀️!", you asked him for forgiveness bowing again and again. Mitsuhide looked at you, confused. You glared at him & pushed his head down to join you in apology. "Say sorry😒!", you whispered. "Why?", he asked with a smirk. You pinch him secretly🙄 and he said "I am sorry!" with a pout on his face🙁🙇‍♂️. On the other hand, Hideyoshi was laughing at him🤣 and Sasuke took the whole video of the chaos to add it in his vines collection📱, "Mitsuhide Akechi is seeking forgiveness from a traffic police officer, this is great! MEGUSTA😎🤩🕺!", said Sasuke with glittering eyes.

You finally went to your home along with everyone to relax after having a long day, but both of the warlords were extremely taken aback by the technology of the modern Japan😱😳.

You went to change your dress while Sasuke explained the technologies present inside the house. Your house was very cute and sweet, nicely decorated by teddy bears & your paintings. These poor bois were taken aback by even the simplest things such as television, fan, lights, A.C., kitchen, washroom, vacuum cleaner, etc. "Can we enter the world inside the T.V by breaking it🤔?", asked Hideyoshi with a very innocent look on his face. "Please, don't even think about it, Hideyoshi-san😐!", replied Sasuke adjusting his glasses.

You came outside the changing room wearing a shirt and shorts. Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi gasped at the sight while Sasuke just captured their expressions in his camera📸. "Just what are you wearing, MC😱?!", he removed his haori and covered you with it. "I always wear it like this in my home, Hideyoshi, stop overreacting🤣!", you said laughing giving it back to him. "Mitsuhide, what happened😯?", you waved your hand infront of his face. Mitsuhide.exe. has stopped working😶😳

As they both came out after changing their traditional dresses, your jaw dropped at their looks. These both looked so dashingly handsome in the modern wear, you were trying not to swoon over them😍 while Sasuke captured pictures, fanboying over the fact that the greatest warlords in Sengoku era were wearing the dresses chosen by him📸🤩😍.

"These dresses are very comfortable☺️!", said Hideyoshi amazed. "Very stylish indeed💁🏻‍♂️!", said Mitsuhide smirking looking at himself and turned to look at you to give a wink & flying kiss😉😚🥰. "YES! THAT'S MY BF🙆🏻‍♀️😍😘🥰!", you shouted instantly, then realized what you blurted out😱 and immediately covered your face with your hands out of embarrasment🙈, the tip of your ears, red😳. Cue Mitsuhide laughing at you patting your head🤣

"Finally, my phone is charged, I missed watching youtube videos, scrolling instagram, tumblr so much!", you said with such joyful eyes😍. But the terms, you used just now went over the heads of Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi like: W A T👁👄👁?

"I brought all the delicacies of the modern world, like pizzas🍕, french fries🍟, chocolates🍫, potato chips, noodles🍜 from the market for our first day here!", said Sasuke as he took out all the food on the table🥰. Mitsuhide didn't care as he don't have any sense of taste🤷🏻‍♂️ while you all were crying tears of joy eating such delicious food after a long time😭😍😋 even though they were unhealthy😛. "I am letting you go for this time, MC but you should take care of your health😊!", said Hideyoshi looking gently at her. "Yes, I will!", she nodded☺️. "Masamune sure is losing a great deal of fun & delicious food here!", you giggled😂. "He must be jumping off the cliffs definitely right now!", Mitsuhide smirked😏. Cue Masamune sneezing in Sengoku, "ACHOO! Did I catch cold? Well jumping from this huge height was definitely fun this time!", he grinned like a tiger, soaking wet standing in the river🐯😁.

Sasuke went home after dinner while Mitsuhide and Hideyoshi went together with you to your parents' home next day😍.

You had a very emotional reunion and you explained everything to them about your journey in Sengoku era😭🥰🤗😍. Hideyoshi couldn't remember the last time, he had seen Mitsuhide who is a total nervous mess & stuttering the words out of his mouth infront of your parents😳😲😱. "Relax, Mitsuhide, they are only my parents, they won't kill you!", you said rubbing his back gently, chuckling softly😆.

"I-I would like to thank you both so much for bringing this angel😇 into this world and I promise to keep her safe🤗 and love her😘 with all my heart💓, lifelong💖! Please give us your blessings🙇‍♂️!", Mitsuhide bowed deep infront of your parents requesting for your hand and you were so happy beyond words, only tears roll down your cheeks as you gave him a very beautiful & happy smile😢😘🥰❤. Your father came to Mitsuhide with a very stern expression & you both were scared for a moment but he smiled and patted his shoulder, holding his hand, "I give my precious princess like daughter👸🏻 to you, take care of her for me👨🏻‍🦳!". Mitsuhide nodded with a grateful smile and eyes with unshed tears🥺💗. Your mother was very touched & happy with her son-in-law👩🏻‍🦳, "He is such a sweet boy😍😘❤!". "EXCUSE ME, SWEET😱😳?!", Hideyoshi exclaimed, shocked. "My, how rude😏!", smirks Mitsuhide. "Well, he is atleast very sweet to me, Hideyoshi😍😂!", you giggled and Hideyoshi sighed while everyone laughs together🤣.

In a week, you and Mitsuhide were married🤵🏻👰🏻💍💏 in the modern day with the blessings of your family👫🏻 and close friends👬🏻👭🏻. You were the most beautiful women in his eyes😍💓 while he was the most handsome man in your eyes😍🙈. You both were such a lovely couple💑. Obviously, your friends didn't know of Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi's real identity. It was the happiest of day of both of your lives✨🎊🎉💯. Cue Hideyoshi sobbing in the corner while Sasuke is busy comforting him😭😭.

Next day, you took your dream job in your favourite design company even if if was for a short while and both Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi were super proud of your talents👏🙌💯😍❤. That night, you fell asleep working on the table and it was past midnight. Mitsuhide carried you to your bed where Hideyoshi was sleeping😴. Mitsuhide kicked Hideyoshi out of the bed and placed you down gently on the bed and tucked you in properly.

Cue Hideyoshi screaming- MITSUHIDE! WHAT THE HELL😡!? Mitsuhide: Shhhhh! She is sleeping🤫. Poor Hideyoshi sleep on the sofa from that night but he didn't mind as it was also very much comfortable😍❤.

Well, for your own good and never in your right mind, give the duty of kitchen to Mitsuhide. I repeat- NEVER🙅‍♀️! Once Mitsuhide tried to impress you with his cooking everything on his own, your kitchen was destroyed as a result. Stick to making tea please, Mitsuhide, you are an expert in it🍵!

Also once Hideyoshi in the same way tried to impress you by cleaning the house on his own when you and Mitsuhide went together to the restaurant. He made a 100× times more mess of the house than it was already😱. That day, Hideyoshi was nagged by you🙍🏻‍♀️ for the first time while Mitsuhide snickered🤣 & Sasuke as usual made a video out of this epic incident to add in his vines collection💯📱. From next time, Hideyoshi made a mental note to help you only in your presence.

R.I.P. SASUKE's WALLET.

"I am so sorry Sasuke, I promise to pay you back for everything once I get my salary🙏🏻🙇🏻‍♀️!", you said with a apologetic look. "Don't mind that, I am happy that MY money is used to help my favourite warlords of Sengoku🤩🥰🤗🕺✌🏻. MC: Sasuke, W A T🙄. Hideyoshi: eye twitch🤨. Mitsuhide: smirks😏. Sasuke: 👁👄👁

Mitsuhide is a big prankster as usual, walking danger indeed, he takes his pleasure in Hideyoshi's misery😈😏. He would always play pranks on Hideyoshi like for instance, switching off the lights while he is in the washroom🛀🏻, yes, you heard it right. Cue Hideyoshi screaming: MITSUHIDE! LET ME TAKE A BATH IN PEACE! GODDAMNIT😡! Mitsuhide would definitely click the worst pictures & boomerang of Hideyoshi to annoy him 24×7.

You along with Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi, Sasuke would often go to the cafe together to eat, dance, sing, relax together🕺💃. Hideyoshi is a very good singer🎤 & is very popular in cafe so he is approached by many girls with love confession & Mitsuhide tries to makes his situation worse😈 but you stop him with a kiss😘 on his cheek😍❤ while Hideyoshi politely tries to get away from his fanclub yet again.

Cue-Hideyoshi passed out of drinking too much😵🍻. "Nobunaga-sama, don't eat konpeito....it's bad for your own health.....Masamune, don't run...in the hallways.....Mitsunari, eat your food.....Ieyasu...be nice...", murmured Hideyoshi in his sleep, even crying tears as he misses other warlords. "Awww, he is so sweet!", you said wiping his tears with a soft smile your face. "He worries about everyone too much", said Sasuke with a soft smile remembering his friends in Kasugayama Castle😊. "Guess, we have to carry him home again😆😍!", you said looking at Mitsuhide who nodded with a smirk, "Now, can I leave my best friend out here alone, my little mouse😏?", asked Mitsuhide. You and Sasuke both shake your head😂.

You all would often go to the amusement park together. Mitsuhide would definitely buy you all the the plushies & teddy bears of the shop winning them in a shooting game😍😘😏🔫. The shopkeeper got so suspicious of him but he couldn't say anything to him as he has no proof🧐. Hideyoshi will initially be against the idea of rollercoasters but will be dragged along by Mitsuhide. You and Hideyoshi will shout all the time but you definitely enjoyed it😱, while Mitsuhide & Sasuke sat through the whole ride like it was nothing🤷🏻‍♂️. "I made the video of you..", said Sasuke with a proud expression. "SASUKE, DELETE IT😱😠!", Cue you and Hideyoshi chasing him but he kervanishes while Mitsuhide peacefully sips his tea😌🍵.

Mitsuhide will definitely kiss you💏 on the top of the ferris wheel🎡 after hearing its significance from Sasuke😎as he ships you both already😍💯, you will be taken aback with surprise but would hug him out of happiness💗 fufufufufu. While Hideyoshi will be dragged around by Sasuke to all the places except the ferris wheel, he would be concerned about your whereabouts yet Sasuke wouldn't tell him. Hideyoshi: 🤨, Sasuke:😬.

You all would also go in the haunted house👻. The most terrified person would definitely be Hideyoshi 😱 even though he wouldn't admit it🤐. Mitsuhide & Sasuke will think them as a big joke while you will stick close to Mitsuhide & him playing your hero whenever you feel scared of the ghosts👻😏😎. Cue Sasuke dancing with the skeleton☠, MC: Sasuke, the heck are you doing👁👄👁? Mitsuhide will definitely scare the already sweating with fear Hideyoshi using his horrifying pranks available in the haunted house😏☠👻. Cue Hideyoshi screaming like a girl😱.

Mitsuhide will definitely take part in many shooting competitions and undoubtedly win them all🔫He is the best marksman afterall💯 What do you expect😏? On the other hand, Hideyoshi take part in singing competitions making all the girls swoon over him🎤🎶, afterall they cannot stay inside the home everytime, now can they😂?

All of you would travel to many places like temples, places of historical significance, well-known shopping destinations, hill stations across Japan with Sasuke as the tour guide, as usual🕺💃😎💯⛩🏙 Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi were thrilled to travel in bullet train & aeroplanes for the first time in their lives🚅🛩😍💗.

Mitsuhide & Hideyoshi would be the great fan of animes. Hideyoshi loves the anime containing lots of emotions😍❤🥰. Mitsuhide on the other, loves the anime involving a lot of psychology & suspense😍❤🥰. Hideyoshi would cry his eyes out watching anime movies like a silent voice, grave of the fireflies, hotarubi no mori e, I want to eat your pancreas, your lie in april while you and Sasuke comforts him💗, he loves reading manga as well & his favourite is Kyou no Kira-Kun❤🥰😍😢. He will definitely ask Mitsuhide, "How the heck do you exactly look like *Tomoe* from Kamisama Kiss🤨?" Mitsuhide be like: Who👁👄👁? On the other hand, Mitsuhide would absolutely enjoy watching popular anime hits like Death note, Attack on Titan & Code Geass🕵️‍♂️.

Mitsuhide would always protect you and if any man tries to look at you, one stare from him🙂 and they will ran away fearing their lives 😱 while Hideyoshi would always help you out at home😍🤗, he would be also always nagging at you to take proper care of yourself🙍‍♂️, while you be like: Okie dokie, big brother😍🤗!

EXTRA UNDER THE CUT~

AFTER 3 MONTHS:

AZUCHI CASTLE:

"How did you gain weight, Nobunaga-sama? You ate a lot of konpeito in my absence, right?! Give me your jar, right now! No konpeito for 3 months!, Hideyoshi scolded Nobunaga😠.

"Noooo! Don't order me around, Hideyoshi😱", said Nobunaga as he tried to hold the jar safely in his arms but Hideyoshi successfully snatched it away from him.

"Send him in future again, MC, please! I just want to eat konpeito☹🍬!", Nobunaga pleaded. You shrugged🤷‍♀️.

"MILORD, NOOOOO🙄!", shouted Hideyoshi with a groan.

"HIDEYOSHI! TAKE CARE OF MITSUNARI FROM NOW ON! I CANNOT TOLERATE HIM ANYMORE😡💢!", shouted Ieyasu almost throwing a table at him while Mitsunari blinks innocently.

"IEYASU, NOOOOOO!", exclaimed Hideyoshi, horrified😱.

"I seriously missed loads of fun in future, isn't it MC🙁?", asked Masamune after listening to their time in the future. "Yes, obviously but I missed this fun as well🤣!", said MC laughing. Mitsuhide smirks standing besides her and nodded😏.

KASUGAYAMA CASTLE:

"I missed you so much bro😭😭😭😭😭!", cried Yukimura hugging Sasuke.

"I know right, I miss you too my BFF, I know you had a hard time controlling Shingen-sama & Kenshin-sama at the same time", said Sasuke comforting him🤗🤗.

"That man doesn't listen to me, always eating sweets & flirting around, GROSS🤢! That god of war gave me so much trouble, always attacking me out of nowhere!",complained Yukimura😭😠.

"That's rude, my boy😒! I am glad you came back Sasuke!", said Shingen with a smile. Sasuke high-five with him😂🙌.

"DIE!", said Kenshin unsheathing his sword⚔.

"Kenshin-sama, I just came after 3 months and you are trying to kill me now!", said Sasuke barely avoiding his strong blow.

"I AM KILLING YOU BECAUSE YOU DARED DISAPPEAR FROM ME!", said Kenshin as he puts his sword against Sasuke's neck.

"It's time to ker-vanish!", said Sasuke adjusting his glasses.

"Don't you dare run away from me!", said Kenshin and endless chasing begins....

I hope you all enjoyed reading it 😍❤! Thank you so much😘😘💗💗! Likes, reblogs, comments are appreaciated ❤😇😘.

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Pride and Prejudice (Draco Malfoy x fem!Reader)

Description:  Draco x Weasley!reader based on Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice because why tf not? Kind of AU 'cause I'm pretending Umbridge didn't exist and everyone is just a little ooc.

Warnings: lets be real, imma a swear, cussing makes up 80% of my vocabulary. This is super bad and a bit all over the place but hey ho

A/N: because I'm a real Jane Austen slut you know

(Y/N) Weasley has gone most of her school life avoiding a situation where she might come face to face with Draco Malfoy. A year younger than him, she’s  never been in his class and knowing his reputation she’s been very paticular in avoiding bumping into him elsewhere in the school. That's why it's surprising and undoubtedly irritating to see him now.

"This one's mostly empty- Can we sit here?"

Looking up from her book, she’s confronted with a Slytherin boy from the year above, Blaise Zabini, poking his head through the compartment door with an awkward boyish grin.

Behind him, the infamous scowling face of Draco Malfoy.

She can only nod with a kind smile to the Blaise, one of the nicer Slytherins as rumour has it around the school. She sees his face relax in relief as he begins to make his way into he compartment.

"Blaise." The boy introduces as he stumbles in, Malfoy following grudgingly behind , "Blaise Zabini."

"(Y/N)." She smile, eyes drifting to the silent blonde before adding an almost challenging, "Weasley."

"Nice to meet you." He extends a hand, unfazed by her surname, that so many Slytherin have turned their noses at before. “Thanks for letting us sit here.”

She offers only a smile, followed by an awkward silence that soon suffocates the compartment following the hand shake. She can feel Draco Malfoy’s eyes boring into her from across the compartment but she doesn’t let her confidence waver. 

“How come you aren’t with your siblings?” Blaise asks after a moment. 

"Oh, I normally sit with Ginny but we had a fall out this morning so I'm waiting to see how long it will take for her to miss me." (Y/N) grins cheekily, one that quickly disappears at the sound of Draco’s scoff.  "What about you, surely your friend group is larger than this?"

"You're not wrong." Blaise grins at her teasing tone. "Crabbe and Goyle left in search of the trolley then the girls kicked us out to get changed."

"Ah, fair enough."

The silence returns now and (Y/N) can feel herself growing more and more irritated by Malfoy's presence. He exudes pretentiousness, offering nothing more than a glare and the occasional disapproving scoff. After a few minutes she grows tired of feeling his judgmental eyes on her and searches her mind for an excuse to leave.

"Excuse me, I should go get my robes."

"Oh-" Blaise jumps at this after the prolonged silence. "We can leave if you like."

"No it's fine, my robes are in Ginny's bag anyway."

"Oh okay." He says, relax back into the seat.

She smiles at the offer, trying to ignore how Draco remains seated despite it, or possibly in spite of it. She holds back a sigh for only Blaise’s sake as she rises to her feet.

"See you later." She gives him a smile.

She’s slipping from the compartment seconds later, sliding the door shut behind her. She’s about to make her way along the train when she catches something just before the door clicks shut.

"Pull yourself together man."

"You couldn't have chosen a compartment with worse company, Zabini."

Frozen only momentarily to repeat it in her head, she lets out a scoff of her own, rolling her eyes back. Everything she’s heard about him has clearly been true, but seeing it first hand, at her own expense is something else. 

.

She goes four years without having the displeasure of bumping into Draco Malfoy and now he's everywhere. No study seension at the library goes undisrupted by his presence, no pleasant conversation with Blaise ruined by his bored eyes and pretentious scoffs.

It’s made becoming friends with Blaise difficult, though not impossible. He’s a pleasant boy, kind and unjudging compared to his questionable taste in friends, who she’s become reluctantly acquainted with on group trips to the Three Broomsticks.

Today, on another of their Hogsmeade outings, they’re on the topic of houses, a risky conversation starter given the Slytherin to Gryffindor ratio. However, (Y/N) isn’t particularly shy, nor is she ashamed, and so she doesn’t hold back.Then, taking her completely by surprise, for the first time, Draco Malfoy opens his mouth and asks her a question.  

"What makes you think Gryffindor is so superior?" 

She takes a second to register it happening in her head, that Draco Malfoy has stooped so low as to talk to her, a Weasley. She blinks at him in surprise momentarily before regaining her composure to answer him.

"Well, I don't think we're superior at all." She informs. "I think Gryffindor is better at some things while Slytherin is better at others."

"Like what?" Pansy speaks up smugly.

"Well, for example, you are a lot better at planning your actions, I can be very rash and impulsive but I am more open to change and new experiences for it.” She continues. “While I think you could benefit from thinking less and letting yourself open up." 

"And how do you suggest we do that, Weasley?" Draco inquires.

She tries to hold back her smirk, but it comes free far too easily as she meets his eyes knowingly, so smugly that it makes him gulp. She’s been waiting for the opportunity for weeks.

"At least attempting polite conversation." She concludes. "Even if one is amongst the 'worst company'."

His eyes are quickly torn from hers, dropping to the table as he attmepts to fend off the blush that creeps threateningly up his neck. She’s sure she’s never felt pride quite like it.

"I see." 

.

"Where is Blaise?" 

Upon entering the Three Broomsticks, she can’t help but panic slightly by the boy’s absence, leaving her only with the less open Slytherins, the once unafraid to let her know how much her presence is despised.

"Oh, Weasley." Pansy smiles slyly. “You’re here.”

"Hello, Pansy, Daphne." She nods. "Malfoy."

He offers a slight nod, lifting his eyes for a moment to meet hers. Sheepish still from their conversation weeks ago, he manages to act almost civil, she observes. She’s almost impressed, though slightly confused.

"He's helping your sister with something." He informs. "He should be here soon."

"My sister?" 

"Yes, it appears they've become friends." Draco scowls.

"And you don't approve?" She teases with a sort of grin that has him rolling his eyes. 

"One Weasley girl is enough." Daphne tuts. 

(Y/N) bites at her lip to hide a laugh as she takes a seat across from the blonde boy, catching, what for a confusing moment, appears to be a glare, directed not at her, but at Daphne. (Y/N) shakes it off as her imagination though, pulling off her scarf and settling in for a long afternoon.

"Do you want a drink?"

She almost jumps at the question, meeting the eyes of it’s source across from her in disbelief. Draco gives her an intent, questioning look, brow raised to accompany it.

"No, thanks..." (Y/N) frowns skeptically.

"Okay..."

When Blaise arrives with Ginny by his side, (Y/N) can barely hide her excitement, her relief. It takes a moment for it the dissipate to leave in it's place confusion as to what her sister is going here. 

"Sorry to keep you waiting, guys." Blaise smiles. "I was helping Ginny with her potions work- Draco come help me with drinks.

As the boys stand to leave, Ginny slides into the seat beside her sister without meeting her curious eyes. That doesn’t prevent (Y/N) from staring though, waiting for an answer to their unspoken question.

"What?"

"Nothing..."

"Oh shut up." She snaps quietly, as not to be overheard by the other girls. " You aren’t the only one that gets to befriend him.”

“Fine.” 

It’s a few minutes before the boys return with drinks, placing them down on the table and dishing them to those who were waiting on them. (Y/N) isn’t quite paying attention until Draco is sliding a glass of Pumpkin juice in front of her. She almost jumps, giving him a wide-eyed stare that he raises his own brows at in response.

"You like pumpkin juice, don't you?" He asks.

"Yes." She finally manages after an kick to shins from Ginny beneath the table. "Thank you."

For a brief second, she sees Draco Malfoy smile at her.

.

From there on he still stares at her like he hates her but does things, little things that suggests he doesn't, sitting with her while she studies, glaring at the girls when they try to pick on her, even saving her a seat at the booth at Three Broomsticks that they’ve grown to call theirs.

Each kind gesture though is treated with suspiscion on the basis of his reputation, the rumours that he wears proudly with his surname, the whisperings from around the castle and the stories of the past. They act as a constant reminder that, even with a smile, he’s still a Malfoy. 

It’s made easier to treat him with this suspicion given his new attempts to separate his friend and her sister. He’s become very talented at rushing Blaise away when Ginny approaches, pulling him up with a fake emergency when they study together. It’s not hard to see how superior her believes himself to be, as though he’s protecting his friend from another Weasley, like some stuck up superhero. 

So it comes as a surprise to hear from Harry that he’s looking for (Y/N) as she sits unexpectedly in the Gryffindor common room. 

"Malfoy is looking for you." He explains in passing, only stopping at the shock on her face. 

"What?" 

"I don't know, (Y/N)." He admits. "I heard him asking someone if they'd seen you."

Carefully sliding the bookmark into her book and placing it on the coffee table she stands slowly, as if in some sort of daze to leave the common room in search of Draco Malfoy. 

She finds him in an empty corridor, nervous at the look he gives her upon her arrival and gulping before she speaks. She looks around desperate for a sign of someone, anyone else to witness whatever is about to happen, who can report her missing all else fails, but it’s just the two of them.

"You were looking for me?"

"Yes," He admits. "Hello, (Y/N)."

She’s never heard her forename from his lips before, it sounds foreign in strange way for a word she hears everyday. But from his mouth, it’s different, confusing suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

"I wanted to know if you'd come to Hogsmeade with me this weekend...”

She’s sure she’s heard wrong, titling her head to the side questioningly.

"Huh?"

"On a date." He states with a blush. "I want to know if you'll go on a date with me."

She isn’t sure what she expected. On her way here she’d dismissed many ridiculous notions, fist fights and kidnappings, but some how this is worse, this is so much more terrifying. Her words tumble out before she can form full sentences, fuelled by the many confusing emotions swirling in her chest.

"Wha- What? Are you mad?"

He physically falters at the words, brows furrowing in a grimace at the harshness of them. She’s beginning to pace in a small circle, eyes wide as she tries to figure out exactly what is happening.

"Why?" She continues.

"I like you, (Y/N)." 

"You hate me." She corrects, running a hand through her hair. "You've made that clear on multiple occasions."

"I never hated you.” He exhales.

“Don’t lie.” She snaps. "I'm a Weasley and you are your family hate Weasleys."

He has the decency to look sheepish from the reminder, his confidence beginning to shrink with each word. She can’t stop though, she can’t begin to work out where down the line this could have arose, where his hatred turned to something else.

"I don't, not any more."

"How reassuring." She scoffs.

"You can't say anything." He say, suddely bursting at the seams with defensiveness.. "You hate my surname just as much as I hated yours."

She pauses from her pacing to glare at him in disbelief.

"I hate your actions." She corrects furiously. "I know your reputation- you know your reputation. What on earth would posses you to think I would ever want to be with you?"

"I thought you might be able to see past your prejudice and see I've changed." He says through gritted teeth. "You were the one saying that Sytherins need to  be more open."

"Changed?" I exclaim. "You're still up to something Malfoy, all the time."

His confusion is genuine, not a sheepish attempt to seem less guilty. He can’t think of what she means and it does nothing to rid her of her anger, only spurring it on aggressively.

"You beleive yourself so above me and my family that you won’t even let your friend near my sister!”

"You don't understand." He says. "I'm doing him a favour that you can't see because your focused solely on seeing the negative in me."

"The minute you prove me wrong I'll stop." She snaps. "Right now though, you're the last person I'll ever date."

Ginny stares cautiously at her sister as she bounds into their dorm room to fling herself onto her bed dramatically with a groan. Feeling her sister’s eyes on the back of her head though, (Y/N) sits up with a galre.

"What?" 

"Nothing? What's wrong with you?"

"Malfoy." 

Ginny sighs, having listened nonstop all year about the evils of Draco Malfoy narrated by her sister. Every evening is filled with complaints of the days previous events, his attitude, his staring and his confusing smiles. 

"What'd he do now?"

"He asked me on a date." 

The laugh ginny releases at the statement dies at the serious look in her sister’s dangerously angry eyes. Her own eyes widen in shock, suddenly much more invested in this evenings rant.

"Oh Merlin, you're serious."

"Yep."

"Just there?"

"Yep."

"Really?"

"Yes!"

"I thought he hated you." Ginny frowns. "What did you say."

(Y/N) stares almost stunned by the question. She can’t quite believe her sister is implying that she might even need to think about whether or not to date Draco Malfoy of all people.

"No, obviously." She snaps. “Do you think I’m mad?”

"Okay." She says in surrender. “Okay.”

"He says I'm prejudice." She continues stubbornly with her rant. "That he's changed."

"Hasn't he?"

"Wow, you're so supportive of me right now." 

"I'm just saying, he hasn't caused a fuss since the start of the year with anyone, not even Harry."

"He's still a scheming snake." (Y/N) snaps bitterly. “Okay?”

"How?"

"He's keeping you from being friends with Blaise,” She burst despite her resolve not to. “Says he's doing Blaise a favour."

“Oh.” Ginny scowls. “Prick.

.

It's the next day as she’s studying by herself in the library that the paper swan flutters onto her open textbook. She looks up curiously but sees no one around before she carefully unfolds it to reveal the contents shown by the inky dots that seep through the parchment.

'(Y/N) Weasley,

I feel the need to explain why I believe myself to have changed.

I will admit wholeheartedly that I let my own pride control my rude actions at the start of the year. I'm a Malfoy, thinking I'm above a Weasley was ingrained in my mind at a young age and so my response to you becoming part of my inner circle was not polite.

I got over that though. You showed yourself to be funny, kind and smart, nothing at all like I was led to believe from my father and you did not back down to any challenge Pansy presented you with. 

I admire that about you.

So, I began to be kinder to you, to your siblings and even Harry Potter trying to show you that I can change. I may have appeared to still hate you but that's only because I had no idea what to say or how to say it. I've never had great people skill as you may have noticed.

As for preventing Blaise from seeing your sister, I did.

I do not regret it.

Blaise is smitten with her  and she very clearly does not like him back, so obviously infatuated with Potter as she has been since first year. So, you can not for one second blame me for trying to protect my friends feeling for being destroyed by rejection. If I in the process hurt your sister's feelings, I'm sorry.

Draco Malfoy'

She reads it twice to make sense of it, then a third time to admire his cursive scrawl in all it’s annoyingly elegant glory. It’s after that final read that something like guilt twists in her chest.

Thinking back, she can recall a few times noticing Blaise’s behavior to her sister, how it went beyond friendship. It’s a relationship that wouldn’t work for exactly the reason Draco has observed, that Ginny is still clearly pining for Harry Potter. 

It’s still Blaise’s question to ask, and not Draco’s place to intervene but there is something quite admirable about his attempt that makes her want to apologise. She’s read him wrong, ignored his change in behavior out of stubbornness 

She packs her books and parchment up hastily after a moment of reflection as sets out for Draco Malfoy himself.

.

He’s avoiding her.

He’s only ever seen at meal times from across the great hall, where his eyes avoids her despite all their attempts to catch his attention. Her frustration isn’t unseen by her friends an family, who’ve watched her fury turn into a solemn sort of desperation for something they aren’t sure. 

"What's with you and Malfoy now?" Ginny asks after an evening of watching her sister stare across the great hall to the gryffindor table. “You’re not glaring at him and it’s very confusing.

"Nothing." (Y/N) replies too quickly.

Something between shame and the urge to keep Blaise secret has prevented her from telling Ginny, with whom she usually shares everything. This is different though, something she needs to handle herself.

"Come on." She rolls her eyes. "You've been staring at him all week."

"I've not been staring at Draco." 

The smile that fills Ginny’s face is menacing in a way that makes (Y/N) gulp. 

"Draco?"

"That is his name." She gulps nervously.

"Oh I know that." She teases. "You've never called him that before, you only ever call him Malfoy."

"Well." (Y/N) inhales. "Not anymore."

.

She finally finds him alone and off guard by the Quidditch pitch, sitting in the stands in quiet contemplation over something as the Hufflepuff team gathers its things down on the ground.

"D-draco." She starts. 

He jumps at her voice, too deep in thought to have noticed her arrival. She gives him a sheepish sort of look and waves awkwardly. Even after recognising her though, his shoulder to not slump and his body remains tense, something that causes an all too familiar guilt to twist in her chest.

"(Y/N)." 

"Can I sit?" 

Answered by a nod, she slides into the seat beside him. Their legs touch and they’re so close she can see the faint blue in his gray eyes. She notes to herself that this is the closest she’s ever been to Draco Malfoy.

"I'm sorry." She starts with a sigh "I was wrong."

He shakes his head, turning to stare determinedly at the Hufflepuff team in an attempt to avoid her eyes. She’s left with a strange urge to reach for his hand, an urge that frightens her.

“I was just as bad.” He admits. 

"Yes." She agrees. "But you were right about some things... I can't blame you entirely for Blaise and my sister, you were trying to protect him."

"I was." He nods. "But I stopped and let him make his own mistake... he was rejected last night."

"I heard." (Y/N) confess with a grimace. "Is he okay?”

"Yeah, he's taking it better than I imagined."

"Good." 

Draco smiles at her, and she’s gulp at the butterflies that fill her chest from it. He nods, oblivious to her inner confusion. It’s a confusion she’s struggled with ever since his letter, though she’s fairly confident she knows what it means.

"I'm sorry that I didn't see that you'd changed." She continues. "I was prejudice, and a hypocrite given what I'd said about Slytherins."

"It's fine."

"It's not." She scolds herself sternly. "Ginny and even Ron- Ron- noticed that you'd changed."

He lets out a chuckle, so much softer than the scoff she’s used to hearing from his lips. It’s something she wants to hear over and over again, sure she’ll never grow tired of it. 

"And I was so mean to you." She grimaces. 

"Oh yes." He says, laugh turning bitter. "The last person you'd ever date."

"I was wrong, okay?"

He gives her a curiously look, not willing to allows himself to believe the statements implications, too frightened to set his hopes too high. She gives him another nervous look before continuing.

“I didn’t realise until after your letter, and when you began to ignore me, what my own feelings were telling me.” She admits. “You have changed... I’m sorry I was blind to it before.”

"That took a lot.” He begins to grin. “Huh?” 

"Shut up."

"Sorry." He chuckles. "I'm sorry that I was so mean at the beginning of the year."

"I think we're even."

They sit in silence for a moment, though nothing like the ocntricting kind felt on the first day of term on the train, or felt in the gaps in conversations at the Three Broomsticks. It’s a natural, comfortable sort of silence only felt between two people at ease.

"Does this mean you've reconsidered?" 

"Ask me." She replies with a soft smile.

"So demanding." He jokes.

"Draco."

"I like that." He lets out a soft, content sigh. "You saying my first name."

She has no idea when his words gained such a talent for incapacitating her, but sat in front of him she feels frozen, overwhelmed with that jittery feeling of young love.

"Will you please go on a date with me?"

She nods slowly, shuffling closer to him and using her free hand to cup his cheek, which turn red beneath her finger tips. She feels momentarily triumphant before he’s moving in to capture her lips with his own before she has the chance, hands sliding to her waist and tugging her somehow closer.

It’s a kiss gentler than she’s ever allowed herself to imagine him capable of and she melts into it happily. Moments later she’s pulling away to smile at him, grinning at his flushed cheeks and dazed look.

"I could get used to that." She assures.

"Me too." he says, leaning in again.

.

"Merlin's sake." Ginny groans when (Y/N) returns, lips swollen and red, and gushing about Draco Malfoy's eyes. "You spend all year complaining about the boy and then you disappear for an hour, clearly having snogged him and gushing like a little girl."

"I like him, Gin." She sighs. "I really like him."

"You're infuriating."

(A/N); So, I potrayed you as Lizzy, Draco as Darcy, the Weasleys as the Bennets, Ginny being a more sarcastic version of Jane. Blaise is meant to be Mr Bingly and Pansy as Miss Bingly etc 

I made a separate post about the Weasley siblings specifically and how I view them in parallel to the Bennets HERE

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I'm gonna apologize in advance this might be a long one... (Nohr, Hoshido, Revelations if possible, and Awakening, if it's not too much trouble! Second gems are fine and do not have to be separated from first gens unless preferred. Sorry... I don't wanna overwork you or seem demanding...) Alright! So I'm a E/INFP (I guess my personality is still developing) Star Virgo with a Moon of Aries. I'm also a water horse in the Eastern Zodiac. {{1/?}}

Around new people I tend to either be kinda show off my or quiet. Either way I won’t talk much unless spoken to. I try to be polite and helpful to those I’m not close with, but for my friends I’ll often tease and pick on them (in a friendly way~). I laugh a lot around friends and try to crack dad jokes EVERYWHERE. It’s really hard to pinpoint my actually personality as of now, but I think I can say my core traits. I’m pretty emotional, anxious, people oriented, and stubborn. {{2/?}}I always have and always will be! I like being supportive when others are feeling down, and I absolutely will do anything for those I’m close with! However… It’s kinda hard to be considered a forever friend with me, I think I only have five as of rn, but that’s more than enough, and I love them to death! I’m always open to new people too! But that’s enough good, let’s get to the bad~! I’m super clingy! {{3/?}}If I text a friend and they don’t answer in like, five minutes I will spam them until I find something else to do. I’m easily jealous and have mildly degraded self confidence. I think about things way more than I should, and my major phobias include storms, people, and literally everything. I have a ton of weird quirks that most people wouldn’t like, and I am so moody it isn’t even funny. I’m also super lazy and forgetful and I hate every second of it. {{4/5}}My hobbies include art, playing games, sleeping, tea, and writing. I have high expectations for myself and am I perfectionist… And… Oh! I share my birthday with Nowi! THAT WAS TOO LONG OOPS I AM SO SORRY. Ah… Sorry again! I’m good at text walls! {{5/5 I’m so sorry}}

this ask is too long according to the rules (but that’s alright! no worries), but I’m gonna answer it since i left it sitting here for so long! I hope you don’t mind me giving you girls/a guy since I’m not sure if you had a gender preference or not. Hope you enjoy though!

Nohr: Charlotte

Charlotte doesn’t mind at all if you’d like to be in constant communication; truth is, she’s just the same way! Charlotte can listen to you go on and on about anything for hours, as long as you do the same for her too of course. She’ll make tea for the two of you so that you can talk while having a mini tea party. Charlotte is also quite stubborn, and so you’ll often have to find ways around each other’s stubbornness. Don’t worry though, every time this happens you both come out stronger. You make a pact with each other to never intentionally make one another jealous, agreeing that there’s just no time for silly games. Charlotte is very good at making you feel good about yourself—a compliment, coupled with a healthy peppering of kisses all over your face, is enough to send your mood soaring.

Hoshido: Setsuna

Setsuna is your opposite, as she’s very laid-back and rarely ever emotional. Setsuna’s personality rubs off on you once you’ve been together for a while, and your more emotional and stubborn personality begins to rub off on her as well. Setsuna loves partaking in pretty much any activity with you—be it napping, drinking tea, writing, etc.—as long as you’re having fun with it. She always strives to make you smile as much as you make her smile, as she derives great satisfaction from knowing you’re happy.

Awakening: Vaike

Vaike loves every part of your personality, the good and the not-so-good. He finds all your quirks adorable, and finds your dad jokes hilarious. He too has a tendency to get jealous, although he will never accuse you of anything; he knows he has no reason to be suspicious of you. When you’re in trouble or in need of some company Vaike will always be there right away (if he isn’t already). Vaike holds you tight when there’s a loud storm and won’t let you go even until long after it’s over. He hates seeing you get scared and will do everything he can to put your fears to rest.

Songs listened to:

Fighting // YellowcardLiability // LordeKiller Whales // SmallpoolsFeel Like That // CheerleaderDay I Die // The NationalPaola // Shout Out LoudsPearly Gates // Kevin Morby