#Jonah hauer king x y/n

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The Little Mermaid Masterlist

• prince eric •

written in the stars

under the stars

to travel the uncharted waters

my little mermaid

obvious but not to them

in a relationship with Eric (Headcannon)

wild uncharted waters (series)

eric as a father (headcanon)

all i ever wanted

his life begins and mine ends

fallen overboard

baby on the loose

fish outta water {series}

kidnapped by pirates (coming soon)

almost lost you (coming soon)

comfort (coming soon)

after marriage (coming soon)

Happy Birthday Y/n! I can't swim (coming soon) not actual title but I couldn't help myself

[mvltisstuff]

bring me to life - p.e

summary: when ursula possesses y/n to make her try and trap ariel, eric knows somethings off.

prince eric x reader

a/n: this is so humbling but he’s actually the finest man i’ve ever seen

the day ariel sacrificed her voice for legs, it was bound to go to hell. the only thing she wanted in life was to be with the humans, sick of being confined to the ocean. the deal she made with ursula is that she needed approval from the royals in three days. she begged to understand their world, and after she met y/n and eric, she fell in love with the above world.

they were the most gracious and accepting people on the island. they strolled around with her, y/n helping her get dressed and ready, and eric showing her his collections. she never knew that the love from land was so strong until she spent the days with them.

eric glowed around y/n, ariel noticing the bright beam on his face when she came around. he talked about her like an angel, or someone from another perfect universe. ariel knew the look in his eyes, the one of full of mesmerize. ariel quickly found out that it was very mutual, y/n being so fond of eric. her love for him was stronger than the waves, and ariel knew it.

toward the end of the second day, y/n was running around the castle with eric, fooling around with ariel before being scolded by grimsby. most nights, y/n and eric go to bed together, falling asleep as he holds her. tonight was different. the air was stiff, making y/n’s anxiety peak. she decided to take a walk down to the beach to hear the waves and see the water, hopefully calming her down. the ocean was calm from the night winds, but as she sat on the rocks, it started getting harsher. the wind was blowing her hair around, as well as causing the waves to crash around her.

ursula knew the exact weak point in eric and in ariel. meeting y/n and taking her as a friend made her a perfect target to destroy ariel’s life. for eric, y/n’s the most loved. every part of her and her mind is completely admired by eric. ursula knows they’ll listen to y/n, doubting themselves too much. so, if she could convince y/n that ariel isn’t good enough, maybe she had a shot.

“oh, child,” the eerie voice rolls through the water, making y/n move her head around trying to spot it. “a sleepless night?”

“w-who are you?” she questions, stepping away from the rock, leaving only her feet in the wet sand. she’s fully alarmed by the sight in front of her. she’s never seen something like this, leaving cold chills down her spine.

“you’ve never heard of the sea witch?” y/n nervously shakes her head naively. “it means you should listen to me, sweetheart.”

y/n’s hands remain at her side, playing with the seams of her dress. her breathing deepens, coming out more sharp in panic of the creature in front of her.

“that little ariel,” ursula begins. “is no good for this world. and i need your help to bring her back to me.”

“i can’t,” y/n whispers as she walks back further. “i can’t help you.”

“i know you can,” ursula puts her hand out and y/n cringes at the noises of her tentacles on the sand.

the sounds of y/n’s quick breaths and the swishing of ursula’s many arms has become the only thing on the beach. “n-no, no,” y/n demands. “i won’t do this.”

“fine, then!” ursula sighs. as y/n attempts to run away, hurrying out of ursula’s sight, her tentacles grip onto her sides, pulling her closer. y/n tries to yank them off, but they stick to her dress and her skin like hot glue. the air gets tighter around her, using every ounce of energy to escape the grasp of the sea witch. “i’ll just have to make you.”

the words makes y/n’s mind freeze, placing horror into her mind. she thinks about eric, wishing he were here to save her. it was too late, he was out cold in their bed, where they should be together. she knew no one was coming to save her. before she knew it, ursula cracked open a bottle, the smokey substance inside fading into y/n as she breathed it in. her irises flicked between hues of purple from ursula’s spell before returning back to the normal color. ursula knew she must leave, so y/n was left on the sand, marks on her dress as she lay on the cold ground of the beach, unconscious.

eric wakes in the morning early, prepared to explore more with y/n and collect more treasures. he rolls over to place his hand on her, but it only sinks down and he is confronted with the empty bed sheets. he immediately gets up, putting on the normal clothes as he heads downstairs to look for his love.

“grimsby!” he shouts. “have you seen y/n?”

“no, i haven’t. was she not in bed?”

“maybe she went out to the villages with ariel?”

“ariel’s upstairs, sire,” grimsby informs. eric starts to get more fearful, anything could have happened to her. his life dream used to be to explore the ocean, but now it’s just to keep y/n safe. as long as she’s with him, he’s happy. if anyone ever attempted to hurt her, there would be a new version of himself.

he walked the streets and halls of the castle with no sight of y/n. he stormed through the rooms, requesting help from guards and anyone who was free to search. every single time that anyone came back to say she wasn’t found, his heart broke off a piece.

he decided to roam down to the beaches, just in case she had made her way down here and forgotten to say something. when he spotted a bundle of soft hair, the same color as y/n’s, he sprinted over and fell on his knees in the sand.

“y/n?” he asks, placing his hands on her cheeks to straighten her head. “hey, y/n!”

her eyes flutter open, and eric immediately catches on. she doesn’t seem disoriented, she doesn’t seem alarmed. she’s different. her eyes are darkened and her expression seems uncanny. eric shivers at the look of her, he knows somethings wrong than just a fall on the beach. “are you alright, darling?”

“i’m fine,” she replies. “where’s red?”

y/n walks through the castle, leaving chaos and destruction in her path. she’s messed up the organization, and touching everything she sees. she does it with a smirk on her face as well, knowing exactly the plan.

in her head, only ursula stands, controlling her words and thoughts as y/n feels barricaded. she feels like she’s in a prison of her own mind, not being able to escape and work for herself. it’s like she’s become a puppet of the sea, saying and doing what the monsters please.

there was a party in honor of eric tonight, the queen just being thrilled that he’s home safe. it was also a way to welcome ariel to their customs, and help her get settled into the community. she hadn’t gotten her answer if she was fully accepted yet, but that wasn’t enough for ursula. if ariel wasn’t hers at the end of this, she might just have to take y/n. it’s hard work to make a bad impression of someone so genuine like ariel.

y/n walks into the party, dressed in a slim corset and purple dress as she walks onto the outdoor floor. she looks at ariel, with a toothy smirk on her face. eric spots her, making note of y/n’s watery eyes and red cheeks. somethings terribly wrong with y/n, and he doesn’t know how to save her from it.

“your majesty,” y/n says to the queen. “i need to have a word with you.”

“of course, y/n,” she places a hand on her shoulder, walking over to a corner as eric follows behind them.

“i believe that girl is not safe for this island. all the destruction and disrespect in this castle is a result of her,” eric walks in, overhearing y/n’s words and being confused. she adored ariel, and there was no way she was saying this alone.

“mother-” eric speaks, his mother putting up her hand to him. even the queen can notice something wrong with y/n’s demeanor. her features are sharper, leaving a more intimidating look to her. normally, she looks sweet and welcoming, but now she’s started to look mischievous.

“y/n, im sure it is a misunderstanding what’s happened, but- y/n, miss?”

y/n’s eyes are glued on the orange skies, looking at the sun sinking closer to the horizon. her face glows a golden tint from the light and she moves to look at the ocean. eric grabs her hand, but she swipes it away and walks past everyone. ariel has a frightened look on her face, thinking of how to save herself from scrutiny. unfortunately, as the sun dips below the line between the ocean and the sky, ariel stumbles to the floor as eric scurries to help her up.

“you’re too late!” y/n cries, smiling but also with tears. she runs over to ariel, grabbing onto her arms and yanking her off the ground. they struggle over to the balcony before ursula pops up, grabbing the two girls and diving into the water.

eric watches as his friend and his sweet girlfriend fall into the water. he’s taken aback by the tail revealed, but he needs y/n to be safe first. he got in his boat and rowed out to sea, impacting with the sharp waves and abruptness. he spotted ursula with ariel and triton under the surface, but no y/n. he panics, turning into fight mode as he tries to impale ursula with a sword. he just grazes her, just angering the creature as she sends her eels up to him. even as he’s actually attacked, he just wants to find y/n before anything else.

the battle with ursula felt like a scene from a movie. it was like it lasted days, painful, exhausting days of torment from the witch. even after he swam up to shore, y/n was nowhere to be found.

“get a boat!” eric pants. “we need to find y/n, i need to find her.”

“eric,” the queen says.

“mother, i need her-“

“relax, first, eric. we will find her. we have people out already looking for her,” she tries to comfort her son who’s in the water, discombobulated from all he’s been through today. he stared at the water, remaining on shore but still lost at sea. y/n could be anywhere and it’s out of his control.

with every last morsel of strength y/n had left, she managed to force herself to swim to shore. she lay on the hot sand, absorbing the cold water from her hair and her dress. her eyes felt like she was looking through a dirty eyeglass, the ache in her head blurring her vision. her head had one too many impacts, leaving her with a thumping pain. once she landed there, rolling onto her back to let the sun beat on her face, she couldn’t make herself stand. her muscles were overworked and weary. the warmth of the sun encapsulated her body, leaving her to dry from the soak of the sea.

eric stormed through the beaches, despite the complaints from the queen. he wasn’t going to let her escape him again and be taken. she was just an innocent person, someone who didn’t deserve the wrath of ursula.

ariel herself felt scared. she never was able to experience the same emotions as humans, until she connected with y/n. she knew ursula too well to miss her tricks. y/n would have never done that to her under any circumstance. she admired y/n on the island. ariel had discovered the disappearance of y/n, and took matters into her own hands. she explored the oceans anywhere that she could’ve fallen to, but she eventually washed up to a small island, too far from the shore of eric’s island.

she could see the floating of y/n’s dress in the high tide. she saw the swishes of hair on the ground, covered in grains of sand. she rapidly flipped her fins, pushing herself onto the sand to grab onto y/n. she swam with the unconscious body quickly to the shore of the main island, leaving her on the dry land as she returned back to the waves.

even as time passed, eric was still searching frantically, looking like a lunatic on the beaches. he didn’t stop until he was forced to by his mother, succumbing to her orders to get back in the castle. he was observed and checked out in the medical wing to make sure he wasn’t hurt too severely.

he heard shuffling in the halls, the passing of guards and orders. “alert the prince,” one says, making eric’s head perk up. it wasn’t until grimsby whipped the door open, walking in to greet eric.

“sire,” he pants. “we’ve found y/n.”

eric stands up, his face falling straight as he swiftly moved down the hallways. his footsteps ricochet through the tall passages, skipping up the stairs and seeing y/n in a small bed. her hair was tied back with a white bandage wrapped around her head.

he pauses, taking in the sight of his one and only, vulnerable and hurt on the bed. his chest rises and sinks in long breaths. he doesn’t know if he can handle looking at her sleeping body, she looks too peaceful for him to be comfortable.

as the servants cleared out of the room, eric sat beside her on the bed. he grabbed her hand as she fluttered awake, stretching her body out with a grimace on her face. “eric?”

“yes,” he whispers. “i’m here, it’s alright.”

“i don’t understand what happened, it was all so fast and then ariel-“

“shh, you’re going to be ok now,” he reassures her, running a hand on her cheek.

“but where is ariel? she dropped me off on the shoreline and i didn’t see her again,” y/n questions, fearing for her friend. when she looks behind eric, she hears a soft, gracious knock on the doors as ariel steps in in her blue dress. she has a dim smile on her lips as y/n tells her. “come in, please, ariel.”

she steps into the room, looking around at the mysterious objects in this part of the castle. the couple smiles at the curious girl until she makes her way over to y/n on the bed. “i found you on an island on the outland. it was further from the shipwreck than we were.”

“thank you,” y/n smiles, grabbing ariel’s hand and placing her other one on top of them. she looks around, her expression changing to confusion. “i guess i’ll address the problem in the room. your legs have returned.”

“my father gave me the gift of staying here with you. i’m meant to be on land, and i’ve finally been heard. i couldn’t have done any of this without you. you showed me kindness and never once treated me like i was unordinary, even though i am.”

“you don’t need to ask for respect around here,” y/n says. ariel thanks her one last time, before moving out of the room.

“you have no idea how happy i am that you’re alright,” eric remarks, shuffling closer to y/n’s body. “i was so scared i lost you.”

“i know,” y/n replies. “but you’ll never lose me, eric.” he leans forward, placing a sweet kiss on her lips as a token of gratitude.

“we’re meant to be together until the sky falls, my love.”

[amaretigris]

Prince Eric & Jonah Hauer-King Masterlist

Prince Eric

Mermaid Tears Angst & fluff

A Very Unprincely Honeymoon Fluff & smut

Fish in the Sea Angst & smut

Too Long Pure smut

I Still Get Jealous Angst & smut

Everything Angst & fluff

Pampered Filthy smut

Waves Pure fluff

Waves Part 2 Fluff & smut

Yearning Angst & fluff

Scenery Angst, fluff, & smut

My Little Mermaid Pure fluff

Getaway Series Angst & fluff

The Sea Witch's Curse Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Toe the Line Series Fluff

Jonah Hauer-King

Being with Jonah Hauer-King Fluff & smut

The Lure Pure smut

Pregnancy Reveal Imagine Angst & fluff

Sexting with Jonah Hauer-King Pure smut

Sexting Part 2 Pure smut

Comfort Imagine with Jonah Hauer-King Pure fluff

Near Perfection Pure fluff

Adulation Smut implied

Adulation Part 2 Pure smut

Waking Up with Jonah Fluff & smut implied

Sunshine Pure fluff

Gravity Fluff & angst

The Long Game Angst & smut implied

A New Adventure Angst & fluff

All In Fluff & smut suggestion

Trick Shot Pure smut

Dreamy Angst & fluff

Dreamy Part 2 Pure fluff

An Ancient Attraction Series Angst & fluff

Camping Series Fluff, smut, & angst

Crater Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Developpe Series Angst, fluff, & smut

Knock-down, Drag-out Series Angst, fluff, & smut

The Possibility of You Series Angst, fluff, & smut

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requests open! (and encouraged)

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currently writing for: tom blyth, coriolanus snow

i do write:

fem!reader character/actor x reader romance fluff angst one shots full length series(s)

i do not write:

heavy smut (a tiny bit is ok) polyamory pedophillia male!reader

masterlist below!

𝑀𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑇

ENCHANTED - TOM BLYTH

preface & chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 10

chapter 11

chapter 12

story complete

CORIOLANUS SNOW

money, power glory

you're losing me

scandal

million dollar man

don't forget me (like the others)

after last night

big shot

dress

phantom

more coming soon!

TOM BLYTH

because i liked a boy

more coming soon!

[hiddleswiftt]

I love your fics and I saw you wanted ideas so here I am. I thought maybe you could do a Taylor inspired fic for Laurie with Love Story maybe with like a ball or something?

ooohh! yes! I’ve been waiting on a laurie fic request for a while now!

maybe with another march sister reader??

(tumblr deleted my first draft so i have to re-write!)

LOVE STORY (INSPIRED BY THE TAYLOR SWIFT SONG “LOVE STORY”!)

laurie laurence x march sister (fem) reader!

description - you have been friends with laurie (along with your sisters) since his mother passed away. laurie was the lonely boy who was living with old mr laurence who lived opposite the march house, and ever since he started hanging around with you and your sisters, you’ve started to have feelings for him. six years later, you are travelling around europe with aunt march as her companion whilst you are studying and completing your acting classes. you and aunt march are invited to a ball in paris and someone in particular is on the list for you to dance with for the night! - i tried to make it similar to amy and laurie’s story but the reader wanting to be an actress rather than an artist like amy!

you’ve always loved laurie. always.

even when he had feelings for one of your older sisters josephine (or jo).

you’d be the one sitting aside, especially during your eldest sister meg’s wedding, while you watch jo and laurie dance. amy would reassure you that you’d be okay as you sit with her and beth (as she continued to struggle slightly from trying to get better from scarlet fever).

when beth got scarlet fever, laurie was always around for you. when you found out about it, jo and meg told you to stay with aunt march until beth is well again.

“i don’t want to say with aunt march! id rather catch scarlet fever than stay with her, the poodle and the parrot!” you’d wine as you put your head between the pillows of the couch while laurie would insist for you to stay with aunt march.

he was very persuasive, but in a kind way.

he wouldn’t tell you to do something if you didn’t want to. but this was serious. the spread of scarlet fever was serious. it wasn’t a joke anymore. you just about understood that.

laurie told you he’d come and see you, and you suggested for him to bring either the carriage or the phaeton, which he did, just to make you happy.

whenever laurie came to see you, you’d be dancing dramatically (as you would usually) wearing aunt march’s feathered things. you’d smile at him when you realise he’s been standing at the doorframe of the room watching you.

you’d show him things such as aunt march’s wedding ring (which you told him that she was too fat to wear anymore - he’d snigger at you quietly when you said this), the golden bracelet that was for the only child she ever had (until it died unfortunately…) or perhaps anything else you had found amongst aunt march’s house while she was napping.

you would show laurie the will you’ve written, since you thought you’d be the next to die to scarlet fever. laurie sat with you in confusion.

“from y/n m/n march, this is her will and testament for those that may die after her,” laurie read, “for my sister jo, i give her my..”

in this case the list went on.. and on..

laurie looked at you, “y/n.. you’re not going to die! you’re not even sick!” he tells you, trying to reassure you that you were going to be fine.

then you look across to him, and slump down next to him, “i know.. it’s just a precaution! i will some day.. we all do!” you tell him.

there’s a silence between the two of you. then you finally pluck up the confidence to ask laurie to write something else on your will.

“laurie? i have one more thing for you to add?” you ask him, “i want all my curls cut off to all the men who had loved me!”

you seem a little dramatic, but laurie laughs at you slightly and quickly scribbles it down on the will for you.

“if you want to look horrific in your coffin, y/n, go ahead!” laurie tells you, laughing as he finishes writing your comment on the will.

TIME SKIP -

it had been a year since and you had been travelling around europe with aunt march as her companion, while you completed and studied your acting classes.

you and aunt march were set to attend a ball in paris! you had changed a lot since you left home so aunt march suggested that you should start looking towards marriage now that you are properly of age now.

you had met a man named fred vaughn back a few years ago (he’s a friend of laurie’s) on the lake one summer. aunt march suggested for the two of you to marry, but you were unsure, and you thought that you wanted to make your own match.

you arrived at the ball venue in paris. you looked stunning. one of the best dressed probably..

as you entered the venue, you were given a card which included 6 men that wanted to dance with you for the evening.

you glanced at the names on the card briefly (except for the first - which you headed to first).

gregory lance - the first gentleman on the list. wants to dance “the saraband” with you. so you headed towards him for the dance.

as you quickly got through each dance, you finished your fifth finally. you said goodbye to david molesey - who was your fifth dancer, and looked down to your card again to find your sixth and last dance of the night.

you looked down to spot a familiar name on your card.

‘6. theodore laurence - lancers’

you smile and start to look for laurie, not realising that he was already staring at you from the doorframe of the room.

you smile at him and you decide to meet each other half way.

you hug him straight away, trying not to let you or laurie ruin your look of the night. “laurie! what are you doing here? i thought you were in london with your grandfather!” you said, smiling at him.

he smiles at you, completely in awe of you of how beautiful you look, “well.. i guess i am needed here just incase you need anything, y/n march!” he said, “and you look so beautiful! i almost didn’t recognise you!”

you blush a little and slap his arm softly, “yeah yeah.. what have you been up to, laurie?” you ask him, “anymore of the gambling and the drinking?”

he laughs slightly, “no.. no.. none of that recently, y/n!” he tells you, then you remember something that didn’t do laurie any good recently.

“im so sorry jo turned you down, laurie.. im so sorry.” you tell him, looking at him, making sure he’s okay.

laurie looks back up at you, “don’t worry.. im not..” he said to you, smiling at you and taking in the view of you, then he remembered that you both have a dance together, “miss march? may i have this dance?”

laurie takes your hand in his, leading you to the middle of the room to start the dance. you nod at him, “one often does at a ball, laurie laurence..” you tell him, giggling at him a little.

he smiles at you, as you both walk and start the dance. the dance has become more easier for you both.

you remember when you were younger, probably about five years ago, you and laurie were stood in the laurence house dancing. beth was playing the piano, meg was constantly flirting with mr brooke and jo and amy were giggling at you two while we continued to step on each others feet as you both danced.

oddly it was the same dance that were to start dancing at the ball just then. it was a familiar feeling that you hadn’t seen or talked of in a long while. the nostalgia rushed back to you both immediately.

it felt just right.

as the music and the dance stopped, there was a sense of something between you two.

you invited laurie to talk with aunt march and a few others. a lot of aunt march’s friends thought you and laurie were married!

you just shut your mouth and didn’t say much after that.

MINI TIME SKIP -

you decided to have a break and walk outside to get some air on the balcony. it was getting slightly too warm in the building so it was good to escape for a few minutes.

you didn’t notice laurie behind you, so it shocked you for a moment.

“y/n? are you alright?” he asked you, finally catching up with you and standing next to you on the balcony.

you smile up at him, “yes.. yes.. im fine.. i just needed some air..” you tell him.

you notice two boats on the ocean near to the venue, as you both stood on the balcony. the boats were close together. laurie caught you looking at them, and swiftly looked back at you to admire you.

“those boats are pretty close together.. as if they are on the same path..” you mumble to him.

laurie smiles and takes your hand in his. this gets you to look up at him. “y/n.. are we on the same path?” he asks you.

you suddenly look from the boats to laurie, who had now taken your hand in his. you looked into his eyes. you both knew exactly what you wanted.

“i guess we are, laurie…” you finally admit, as you start smiling at him.

you both stand and admire each other for a couple of seconds, then laurie begins to hold your waist, now leaning into you slowly.

as you both continue to stand on the balcony, you and laurie lean in together for a slow but passionate kiss.

you bring your hand to his cheek, and continue to kiss. the two of you felt alive at this point. more alive than you both have ever felt, ever.

you knew you should’ve told him how you felt years ago, although laurie was in love with jo at the time. gladly, you didn’t think that was the case anymore.

laurie loved you. and you only.

you loved laurie. and laurie only.

you both moved away from the kiss, laughing and sniggering still as if you were still children. you both knew that you weren’t children anymore, since time and your childhoods have gone so fast, and you both had nothing you could do to change that.

you were just happy in the moment. the moment you were continuously picturing for years. you never thought it would ever happen, but here you both were. in that moment together.

you notice something different about him that you didn’t see before.

“laurie. you grew out your hair!” you say, playing with it a little.

laurie laughs at you slightly, “i guess you could care for it?” he says, now looking at you.

you smile at him happily, “always, laurie… always!” you say, kissing his cheek.

suddenly someone with a letter on a tray walks to you and laurie. you pick it up swiftly and open it, making sure laurie stands by you though it, as you think the letter could be what you think it could be.

you read the letter. you were right.

you stand next to laurie and sob into his arms.

“it’s beth…” you say as you put your head into his chest, letting laurie hold you.

you let laurie read the letter. it’s from marmee, clarifying beth’s death.

you weren’t as close to beth as jo was to her. but you did have your fun times. especially that same moment when you, laurie and your sisters were in laurence house together, as beth played the piano while you and laurie would attempt to dance but instead you’d be treading on each others feet.

although you and beth weren’t as close as her and jo were, she still was your sister.

it was as if you planned out her death, as if you planned out your own with the will you wrote and told laurie about a few years ago.

MINI TIME SKIP -

it took you a couple of days to get through beth’s death. you were still in paris, you told marmee you’d come home as soon as possible.

you had a mix of feelings about what could be happening between you and laurie and thoughts of beth, and the fact that you weren’t there to support her when she was dying.

you stood on the balcony of the home you were staying in with aunt march. aunt march wasn’t doing so great herself either. she was falling ill now.

laurie came to see you that same day. he wanted to talk about the relationship you had but he was unsure whether you were okay to talk about it after hearing about beth’s passing.

“i keep remembering that will i wrote when beth had scarlet fever..” you remind laurie, as you both stand together.

“you bequeathed me a plaster horse, if i remember correctly.” laurie thought, as he looked at you.

“i had my death all planned out.. all rehearsed in my mind…” you say, trying not to cry, “i had beth’s all rehearsed and ready too… thought it would.. tear me open.. or burn me down like a house. but now im just frozen!”

laurie took your hand in his again. “ill come and see you everyday, y/n…” he says, admiring you but also making sure that you’re okay.

you look up at him, slowly twiddling your thumb with his, “promise me?” you ask.

he looks at you again, watching you twiddling your thumb with his, “yes.” laurie told you, now reaching into his pocket for something.

you wonder what he was looking for, so you decided to look out at the view from the castle balcony.

it took him a few seconds to find what he was looking for. he brought a black box from his pocket, and showed it to you.

you turned back to him and looked at the box. you were stunned.

“so.. y/n.. could we make it last forever?” he said, opening the box to reveal the engagement ring inside.

you were taken by surprise that laurie wants to marry you. you smile widely, and nod at him, letting him put the ring on your finger confirming your engagement.

MINI TIME SKIP -

you and laurie were on their way home from your long trip around europe with aunt march. aunt march had briefly found out about your engagement to laurie before passing out, and being taken home with aunt carrol and her daughter florence, who had been your other company before laurie arrived.

as soon as you arrived home, laurie helped you out of the carriage to find meg, marmee, father, amy, and jo (slowly) running out to greet you both.

marmee (with her good eye) noticed a ring on your finger. funnily enough, it wasn’t the same ring that laurie gave you a few days ago. it wasn’t the engagement ring.

you smiled down at the ring, and then looked back up at laurie.

“that’s not an engagement ring!” marmee says, realising something.

you and laurie smile at each other as you notice marmee admiring your ring.

“it’s a wedding ring!” marmee says, pulling you into a large hug and kissing you on the cheek, while father shakes laurie’s hand to congratulate us both, and to thank him for marrying you.

you smile at your mother again. “i cant quite get my glove over it!” you laugh, then moving to laurie to give your ‘husband’ a kiss on the cheek.

MINI TIME SKIP -

the hustle and bustle around the march house after yours and laurie’s return and the surprise of your marriage spread amongst the house. especially to mr laurence (laurie’s grandfather), who had told him to go abroad after jo turned him down.

you were happy. both of you were.

turns out that jo was falling in love with the professor she met at the boarding house in New York. she arrived home a week after yours and laurie’s return after being out in town and the professor was waiting for her.

you knew she was in love with him. jo knew you had always been in love with laurie.

you kindly persuaded jo to tell professor bhaer how she felt about him, and from soon after that, all your sisters and yourself were in love.

you all sat together, you and laurie at the piano as laurie played and you rested your head on his shoulder, meg and john with kitty and minnie, marmee and father and finally jo and bhaer.

it just fitted together so perfectly.

please don’t copy my work! <3

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— h4uerkings

[therealmsdelulu]

Trailer Shenanigans

Summary:Jonah really missed you and plans on showing you just how much.

Warnings: A little spicy ;) for my fellow delusional girlies out there

A/N: Had to make a whole playlist to prepare myself to write this lol. Didn’t escalate all the way but im building up my comfort level so just think of this as me dipping my toes in lol. This is dedicated to @melaninjoys

You were currently waiting inside Jonah’s trailer waiting for him to get done filming his final scenes. You hadn’t seen him in a few months and you decided to surpise him.

You were lying on his bed simply waiting. You suddenly heard footsteps and a voice outside the trailer and sat up abruptly to hide yourself behind the door.

You heard the door open and slowed your breathing. You listened as he dropped his script on the table and closed the door behind him. You slowly snuck from behind the door and snuck behind Jonah.

You put your hands down on his shoulder which caught his attention and he whipped his head around so fast you thought it would fly off his neck. You watched the panic in his face settle and you found yourself in his arms.

“I missed you so much,” Jonah whispered into your ear as he wrapped his hands around your waist.

“I missed you too,” you said placing your hands around his neck. You breifly held your breath as you felt Jonah's hands trail lower down your body.

“What do you think you’re doing sir,” you asked teasingly, looking up at him.

“Nothing,” he hummed before cupping your cheek and kissing you feverishly. You returned the kiss and felt yourself fall onto the bed Jonah on top of you.

“You really missed me huh,” you teased as you watched Jonah pull back slightly in order to take off his shirt.

“You have no idea,” he said before taking off your shirt as well. He began planting several kisses along your neck, he knew exactly what he was doing and you loved every part of it.

“Is this alright,” he asked, pausing for a moment, you simply nodded not trusting yourself to speak. “I need to hear you say it pretty girl,” he whispered.

“Yes,” you mumbled, “please Jonah.” He smiled at you warmly before picking up where he left off.

“Jonah,” you moaned out lightly as the gentle pecks turned into hot open-mouthed kisses. You whined in dissapointment as he stopped and lie on his back. Your dissapointment was long gone as you felt him lift you onto his lap.

“Dont worry, i’m gonna take care of you,” he assured you before pulling you into a heated kiss.

[meetmyothersouls]

Do you have the next part of bty planned?

In honor of Jonah’s bday here is part 10 of BTY!

Back to You

Chapter 10

Warnings: sexual content, not proof read

Jonah’s POV

“What are you doing?” y/n’s tired voice sounds from behind me.

“Nothing,” I say too quickly, shutting the notebook before spinning around in the desk chair.

Her eyes are still laden with sleep, and her hair is slightly messy. She made her way down here in just my T-shirt I had discarded earlier. I want to tell her how she should have put on more clothes. How I don’t want anyone else seeing this much of her. But then I remember it’s still well into the middle of the night.

“It looks like something,” y/n says as she reaches for the notebook on the desk.

I grab her hand and resist the urge to pull her into my lap.

“It…you’ll think it’s silly.”

“I doubt it,” she says softly.

I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. Suddenly the lack of sleep catches up to me and I’m feeling exhausted. “It’s the story of how we met.”

“What you told me in our room?”

“Yeah, in detail.”

“I didn’t take you for a writer,” y/n says after a few moments of silence.

“I’m not, but I couldn’t sleep and I saw the notebook and wanted to put it on paper. Plus, it might be good for you…to read.” She makes another move for the notebook like she wants to read it right now. I grab her again, this time by the elbow. “But not right now, please.”

She smiles softly and nods. “Why did you come to the library? I woke up and you were gone.”

I suddenly feel bad. Maybe I should have left a note. “I always come here to think of you.”

“Library’s are my favorite.”

“I know,” I smile.

Y/N’s POV

The power is still out and the library is dimly light by a candle. It’s making Jonah look a whole new level of sexy. He’s got his glasses on that I’ve only seen him wear a few times. He looks like a sexy librarian. I keep looking back at the notebook. Did he really write the beginning of our story? I want to get my hands on it but I don’t mind him not wanting me to read it in front of him. I get it.

He’s still holding my arm, and I just feel so warm inside with hand on me in a library. I lean in and kiss his lips softly. “Tell me more things,” I whisper. His breath hitches and he looks at me with questioning eyes.

“Things?” Jonah swallows hard.

“Mhm. You said you know everything about me. I want to hear more of what you know that I don’t know you know.”

“You love having sex in our library,” he blurts out.

I look directly into his eyes, fully not expecting this out of him. “Honestly, that checks out,” I say.

Jonah sits up a little and this time pulls me into his lap. I straddle his waist in the chair and I’m feeling a lot more confident this time than earlier this evening. “Tell me more about it.”

“You had a ‘favorite time’,” Jonah says, putting air quotes around favorite time.

“I do?” Jonah’s hands make their way up the back of his shirt to slid on and he’s tracing long lines against my skin. Chills begin to pepper my body. He’s so gentle with me. My eyes close. “Can you tell me about it?”

Jonah is quiet for a moment and his fingers stop moving on my back. “I can show you..if you’d like.”

Jonah’s hands resume their movement and I nod. I need him. I don’t want to need anyone but I need him.

“It started out…just like this,” Jonah whispers. “You always love when I trace my fingers along your skin.”

“I do like that,” I smile.

He stops and all of a sudden his eyes are serious. “If I’m ever doing anything you don’t like tell me and I’ll stop..okay?”

“Okay,” I whisper.

“I mean it. We had an understood rule before the accident but I just want you to know that you’ll never offend me if you ever want me to stop.”

This man.

He will be the death of me, I swear it.

“I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

Jonah nods once and he pulls his hands out of my shirt, slowly moving the to the front. “This is the next part,” he says looking at me in the eyes as he pulls up my shirt, exposing my stomach, which has slowly toned back up after the accident and lost pregnancy. Jonah’s eyes don’t linger there though, and I’m relieved, knowing that conversation is going to happen at some point. He tosses my shirt off, and I’m left in just my panties on his lap. His lips go to my neck and he kisses me there softly. I crane my neck to the left and he sucks the skin into his mouth gently. I moan so softly it’s barely a sound but I know he hears it. He smiles against my skin. And begins to kiss down my neck and along my collar bone, then down the hill of my breast. He gently sucks my nipple into his mouth and I melt. I moan again and this time there’s no question that he’s heard it. He pulls my nipple with his lips and moves to the next one repeating every action. I feel his erection against me and I need him now more than ever.

“Doing okay?” He asks

“Uh huh,” is all I manage to say.

“Shall we continue?”

“If you stop I might die,” I whisper.

“Noted,” Jonah smirks.

He pulls my head to him and kisses me gently yet full of passion. Our mouths falling into a rhythm that seems so practiced and natural. His tongue brushes against my bottom lip and I open my mouth. He slides is tongue against mine and he tastes faintly of mint. He’s perfect.

Suddenly I’m so overwhelmed, but not in a bad way. In a way that makes the need for closeness amplify times a thousand. Like my life depends on this moment here right now. Maybe this is how he’s felt the entire time. My kissing becomes more aggressive. Hungry. My hands tangle in his curls and suddenly he’s standing with me. His hands cupping my ass as he turns around and sits me on the desk. Jonah’s shirt comes off, then his pants. And we’re both there in just our underwear. I reach and grab his waist and pull him to me. My legs parted so he fits in between them. Jonah’s hands go to my face where he cradles the back of my head, his thumbs rubbing gently against my jaw. He’s so gentle like I’m the most precious thing in the world.

“I love you,” Jonah says. He doesn’t wait for any type of response from me, his lips are back on mine as soon as the words leave his mouth.

We kiss until we run out of breath and his fingers find the hem of my panties. He hooks his fingers inside of them and looks at me for a response. When I nod my head he slides them off of me and I am totally naked. His eyes travel up and down my body and he’s looking at me like I am truly beautiful. I don’t even have room to feel awkward or embarrassed when he’s looking at me with the purest form of adoration.

“I just want to..make sure you’re ready.”

“I’m ready.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

I don’t remember how big he is…and I’m about to ask if he’s really large enough to cause damage but I remember miscarriage and the procedures I went through, so I nod. I part my legs a little further and he slowly slides a finger through my slick folds. His finger stops at my clit where he rubs small circles against it. I let my head tilt backward as the feeling washes over me. A soft moan falls out of my mouth.

Jonah swallows hard as he pulls his fingers away. “I’d say you’re ready.”

“What about you?” I ask.

“I’ve been ready for weeks,” Jonah chuckles.

“I wanna see though,” my hook my fingers in his boxers and look up at him. “Can I?”

Jonah nods and licks his lips nervously.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m nervous,” he laughs.

“Why? Did we not have an active sex life before?”

“Oh definitely, very active but…this is almost like our first time together again…it’s just..it’s a lot to take in.”

“We don’t have to-”

“No! No..please don’t say that. I definitely..definitely want to I just..”

“What?”

A loud crash sounds from the lobby and Jonah and I immediately begin dressing. He blows out the candle and grabs the notebook that he’d been writing in and we sneak out of the back exit of the library, taking the long way back to our room.

I stop in the middle of a hall on the 3rd floor once I know we’re out of earshot. Jonah notices I’ve stopped and turns around.

“Did you not want to?” I ask.

“What?” Jonah says. And I just love the way the word comes out of his mouth.

“Did you not want to have sex with me?”

“Y/n, someone was coming-”

“No. Before that. You stopped.”

“Come on,” Jonah says, walking toward me. “Let’s get back to our room.” He reaches his hand out and I back away.

“Tell me what you were going to say.”

“You’re being so stubborn, y/n,” Jonah says and it’s the first time he’s sounded kind of annoyed.

“I just want to know!”

“God, y/n can you just listen to me!”

“No!”

Jonah clenches his jaw and I see the muscle tighten then release. He walks over to me and suddenly he’s on his knees. He’s at eye level with me and I just want to grab his face. “I want what we had y/n. But there’s a possibility that that will never happen again. All this is brand new for you. It’s the first time all over again. And I’ve got a limited amount of time to make a decent first impression with you. So forgive me if I wanted the ‘first’time we actually fucked to be in a bed rather than on the desk in a library.”

“It was your idea, Jonah!”

“It was a stupid idea.”

“I didn’t think it was!”

“You’re not the type of girl you fuck like that the first time.”

“Then what kind of girl am I?”

He is silent on that one. He closes his eyes and when he opens them back up he looks sad.

“I don’t know. But I’m trying, y/n.”

I feel my eyes sting and fill and my vision is blurry. Because he’s right. He doesn’t know. I’m putting a lot of pressure on him and I hate myself. “I don’t know either,” I whisper. Tears fall from my eyes. They slide down my cheeks and I can see them land on the floor.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry. Don’t cry, love,” Jonah’s voice is soft and gentle now, any frustration that was there is now gone.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. Please.”

I’m exhausted. So many emotional highs and lows in such a short amount of time has me dizzy. Jonah leads us back to our room and he lays me down in the bed, he climbs in next to me. He’s laying on his back and I pull myself against him. I need him to hold me. He must know because immediately he does. He turns onto his side and adjusts me so that I’m directly against him. I breathe in his scent as he rubs my back again.

“Forget about the deadline.”

“Hmm?” Jonah murmurs.

“The time limit. Forget about it.”

I can make out his smile in the blue hue of the dark room. “I thought you wanted to-”

“I want you. I want to find my way back to you and I don’t want a deadline on it. You want what we had? So do I. Maybe it won’t be the same as it was before, maybe my memory will never come back. I just want to learn how to love you again.”

Tags: @danielabetancourth @luna2034 @waqndamaximoffbae @twinkledinkleg-blog @justagirlwholovedtoread @nonsensical-nonsence @paramorelvrr @thedonswife13 @miniemonie2001 1 1 @jonahhauer-kingg @crazyyynyyyy

[anangelwhodidntfall]

said i'd have more to request and here's another one.

Prince Eric x Fem!Reader, we know Eric's love for the ocean.. so what if while he was a child around four. he saw a mermaid around the same age as him peek her head up from the ocean curiously.. to only quickly duck down when he saw them. the mermaid is y/n..

and a small friendship grew between the two in secret, eric promised to keep it a secret. eventually, y/n stopped appearing all of a sudden.. and eric eventually forgot about them.

until around the time the film takes place when he's 21..something seemed familiar about the girl who suddenly appeared and couldn't speak something about them just seemed so familiar.

A/N: I love your request much, thank you for sending them in, and sorry it took so long <3

His Little Mermaid : Prince Eric

*21 years ago*

The human world had always fascinated you even if your parents forbid you from going up there. You had found a spot semi-below the surface where you could watch the passing ships and see the humans. One night they had been shooting off fireworks which piqued your curiosity so you peeked your head out to watch not realizing someone had seen you.

"Whoa. You do exist." The voice said making you turn and see a boy about your age sitting there looking at you.

Panicked that you had been spotted after your parents told you not to be up here, you ducked your head back down and swam away much to his disappointment. The next few weeks you couldn't get him out of your mind....so the next time you saw a ship you swam to the surface and hopped into one of the lifeboats looking for him. 

"You came back!" He said as he looked through the bars of the ship.

"I did. I'm sorry for running off like that last time, I'm not used to many humans." You said to him.

"It's alright. My name is Eric. What's yours?" He asked you. 

"It's y/n but you can't tell anyone about me, I could get in trouble for being here." You said to him. 

"As your friend, I promise not to tell a soul. Wait right here." He left there confused as he ran off but returned a few seconds later. 

"I want you to have this as a symbol of our friendship and my promise." He said handing you a small mermaid figure. 

"This is beautiful, thank you." You said as you placed it in your bag. 

From that moment on you would always look for his ship and whenever you would see it, you would swim up to it and talk to him as the years went on you started to fall for him. But then one day when you went up to surface level and never went back to it again after what had happened, you had hated to just leave Eric like that but it hurt too much to go back up there. 

Eric searched far and wide for you wondering why you had stopped coming to the surface level until one day he had just accepted that you were gone and weren't coming back and so he went on with his life. 

*PRESENT DAY*

You still thought about Eric all the time wanting to see him again but could never bring yourself to go back to the surface level.

"I can help you my dear. To be with your human boy." She said as you looked at her confused.

"I whip up a little potion that gives you legs in exchange for your voice and then you'll have three days to kiss him to remain human or you'll be mine forever." She said.

"Okay." You said still not believing that you were agreeing to this over a boy you haven't seen in 20 years.

"3 days or you are mine forever!" Ursula said and the last thing you remember was barely making it to shore.

"The prince will be here soon." One of the maids said giving you a smile.

You smiled hoping that he would remember you and when he walked though those doors, he was even more dreamy than you remembered.

"You can't talk?" He asked sadly as you shook your head.

"I'm sorry you just remind me of someone I once knew." He said as you looked at him sadly.

"You're welcomed to stay here as long as you need." He said leaving you as the smile disappeared from your face.

The next day he took you through markets and for a boat ride where you guys laid looking at the stars.

"I still don't know your name." He said looking at you.

"It's begins with first letter of your name?" He asked you asked nodded your head.

"Y/n." He said after going through a few as you nodded your head

"Your name is y/n? I used to know someone with that name." He said sadly as you squeezed his hand.

"You remind me a lot of her." He said with a smile.

"I'm right here." You wanted to say to him.

"Goodnight y/n." He said with a smile.

You and Eric spent the next three days together constantly. He showed you his collection of things from his trips and it made you sad sometimes to realize how much you missed him growing up. You thought that today was gonna be the day you told Eric everything that was until you saw him and her together. You are so stupid to think he could fall in love with you, you were leaning over the balcony when you heard something break making you see the new girl's necklace break and an orb float towards you.

"Y/n." Eric said wrapping his arms around you.

"Eric there is something so much I need to tell you..." you said watching as the sunset.

"Y/n!" He said holding you to him as your legs were turned into a tail.

"You're too late!" Ursula said with a laugh before snatching you out of Eric's arms and diving into the ocean.

You guys fought Ursula, rescued the king and you got Eric back to shore. You laid there with him enjoying this moment with tears in your eyes as you knew this would be the last time you saw him.

"Goodbye Eric." You said sadly as you swam back into the water.

"Y/n! Y/N!" He screamed looking around for you not believing you were gone again.

You sighed as leaned up on the rock looking up at the castle and the fact that once again Eric was gone. You were foolish to even think that you could be a part of his world and hated that you were gonna have to leave and forget about him again.

"She really does love him huh?" King Triton asked Sebastian as they watched you leaning on the rock looking up at the castle. 

"She does sir, I think after everything she's had to endure that maybe she should have a chance at happiness." He said.

King Triton agreed and pointed his staff towards you giving you legs, which made you turn and look at him as he nodded his head before you ran up to the castle hoping Eric would talk to you.

"Y/N?" He asked shocked as you handed him the figure he had given you when you were children.

"It's been me this entire time." You said to him.

"I never saw you again. What happened?" He asked you again.

"I had gone up to shore thinking it was you except it wasn't and I got my parents killed because of it. They hunted mermaids and they were gonna killed me until my parents came, they rescued me and they paid the ultimate price for it. After that I never returned to the surface, feeling guilty for what had happened. I'm sorry." You said to him.

"Oh my...y/n I didn't know. I'm so sorry I honestly thought you got bored of me and didn't want to be my friend anymore." He said.

"No, it's not that. I thought about you constantly but could never come to the surface after it. But then I saw you again and next thing I know I'm trading my voice for legs just to have a chance with the boy I fell in love with all those years ago." You said with a smile.

"He would like to have a chance with you as well especially now that you have a voice. He would like to explore the waters with you." He said looking at you with a smile.

You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips, feeling him wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to him as he kissed you.

[justagirlthatlovedtoread]

Secrets, promises and stolen kisses.

In the bustling world of university life, Y/N and Jonah's lives are a tapestry of contrasts. Y/N, a humble yet secretly talented vet, and Jonah, with his undeniable popularity, seem to come from different worlds.

Y/N has always kept her profession a secret from university life, wary of people befriending her just for free vet advice, and discounts on operations/vet care. But fate intertwines two different paths when Jonah's dog Bella becomes paralyzed in her hind legs. Frantic and heartbroken, Jonah faces rejection from multiple vets and second opinions who suggested putting Bella to sleep. But Bella wasn’t “just a dog” to Jonah- she didn’t care about how he looked or how popular he was; she only cared about belly rubs and chasing squirrels. She taught him the art of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. She doesn't care if you're rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give her your heart and she’ll give you hers. He was adamant that someone out there could help her, and It was clear in everyone’s eyes that he wasn’t going to give up until he found someone who had the opposite opinion to the one he kept getting. He had become a force of nature—a man on a mission to restore his best friends mobility.

Desperation led him to a vet clinic almost an hour away, where he encounters Y/N.

Jonah’s popularity preceded him at the university campus—the guy who could light up a room with his smile, effortlessly navigating social circles. Y/N, on the other hand, moved with purpose, her steps measured and her gaze focused. She was the vet who slipped through the crowds, her secret hidden behind those warm brown eyes. She only ever had one close friend, Tiffany.

They’d crossed paths countless times—Jonah with his easy charm, Y/N with her quiet competence. The hallways, the coffee shop, the occasional nod during breaks—it was all part of the rhythm of campus life. Neither expected more; their worlds seemed destined to remain parallel, never intersecting. Until now.

Jonah was apprehensive because he assumed he would hear the same tired platitudes as every other veterinarian he visits: “There’s nothing we can do”, “she’s too far gone”, “I think it’s time”, “it wouldn’t be fair to keep her suffering much longer” and so on.

But then blurted out Bella’s story, top to bottom: and Y/N listened, her eyes holding determination, her hands gentle as she examined Bella. She promised hope, and Jonah clung to it. The Paws & Whiskers Veterinary Clinic was Y/N’s sanctuary—a place where barks turned into healing, and the scent of antiseptic mingled with endless miracles.

When he finished, she nodded, her gaze flickering toward Bella and back to Jonah. “I’ll do my best,” she said. “But if it’s okay, I’d like to ask….”

And there it was—the secret. Y/N’s hidden talent, her gift for healing animals. Jonah’s eyes looked into hers knowingly, as if he knew what she was going to say “you’re a vet”, he whispered.

She nodded. “I am. But I’ve kept it quiet. People can be… opportunistic.”

Jonah understood. If word got out, everyone would flock to her, seeking free advice, exploiting her skills. Y/N’s anonymity was her armor, shielding her from the world’s demands. Yet there he was, stood between Bella’s well-being and Y/N’s peace.

“I won’t tell,” he promised. “Your secret is safe with me.”

And so began their pact—the unspoken agreement to protect Y/N’s anonymity. Jonah watched as she worked wonders with Bella, her hands gentle, her determination unwavering. Bella responded, tail wagging, and Jonah marvelled at the young girl behind the vet’s mask.

As days turned into weeks, their interactions shifted. Y/N’s eyes held gratitude, and Jonah’s admiration deepened. They met in quiet corners outside of vet and university hours—the library, the beach, the park—where Bella could strengthen the sensation in her legs and their friendship could bloom. Jonah became a constant presence, their conversations shifting from Bella’s well-being to deeper matters, and Jonah found himself sharing stories he’d never told anyone- conversations flowed effortlessly and Bella’s recovery became their shared secret, a fragile bridge between them. They laughed over coffee had deep talks, and sometimes, their fingers brushed accidentally, sending sparks through the room.

Jonah marvelled at the way Y/N spoke to Bella, her voice soothing and full of love. And when Bella finally stood on her own four legs, tail wagging furiously, Jonah’s heart swelled. Y/N’s eyes sparkled with pride, and he knew he’d fallen—for Bella, yes, but also for the enigmatic, beautiful girl who’d brought hope back into their lives, and he wished so much that he could’ve got to know her sooner.

On one particular evening, the moon hung low, casting a silvery glow on the water. Jonah’s pulse raced as he stood by the lake, as he waiting for y’ns arrival. Y/N’s presence was a magnetic force that pulled him closer. Bella lay nearby, her eyes half-closed, as if sensing the gravity of the moment.

A cool breeze swept across the lake, ruffling Y/N’s hair and sending shivers down Jonah’s spine. He reached for her hand as she arrived, fingers trembling. “Y/N,” he said, voice barely audible, “there’s something I need to tell you.”

Her gaze met his, and he saw it—the vulnerability, the fear of crossing a line. “What is it?” she whispered.

Jonah hesitated. The weight of their connection pressed down on him—the shared secrets, the stolen glances, the way her laughter echoed in his dreams. Y/N wasn’t just anyone; she was the keeper of his heart’s secrets.

“I’ve been thinking,” he began, his thumb tracing circles on her palm. “About us.”

Her eyes widened, and he knew she understood. The tapestry they’d woven—the threads of friendship, the hidden talents, the way Bella had brought them together—it all led to this moment.

“What about us?” Y/N asked, her voice a fragile thread.

Jonah leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. Her heartbeat echoed in the quiet night, a rhythm that matched his own. His fingers trailed from her palm to her cheek, the softness of her skin a revelation. He moved a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, his touch lingering.

“I want this,” he murmured, leaving the rest unspoken.

And so, he kissed her—a gentle press of lips that held the promise of more. Y/N responded, her lips parting, and he pulled her closer. Their breaths mingled, and the world blurred—the moon, the water, the weight of their secrets. He kissed her again, this time trailing down her jawline, tasting the saltiness of her skin. Her neck beckoned, and he pressed his lips there, feeling her pulse against his mouth.

It was a moment suspended in time, where hesitation melted into longing, and the universe conspired to bring two souls together. Jonah lost himself in the taste of Y/N—the sweetness, the warmth—as if he’d been waiting for this kiss since the beginning of time.

He pulled away, both breathless, eyes locked—the universe itself holding its breath. Jonah’s hand still lingered on Y/N’s cheek, and she wondered if he could feel her heartbeat echoing through her skin. Words weren’t necessary; they shared an unspoken understanding—their feelings laid bare in that stolen moment. Y/N’s mind raced: What did this mean? Would it change everything?

They sat side by side, fingers brushing, Bella stirring nearby as if sensing the shift. And then Jonah broke the silence, his voice a tremor: “Y/N, I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Her heart fluttered, and she whispered, “Me too.”

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Jonah had reached a point where he couldn't keep his feelings to himself anymore. He was falling head over heels for Y/N, and the only way he could navigate this confusing and exhilarating time was by confiding in his closest friends. "I can't stop thinking about her," he admitted, his voice tinged with a mix of excitement and anxiety.

His friends listened intently, offering advice and support, trying to help him figure out the best way to express his feelings to Y/N without jeopardizing anything and sharing her secrets. “just be straight with her, tell her that you love her”, Matt says.

Meanwhile, Y/N and her best friend were having a heart-to-heart conversation of their own. They had always shared everything, so it was only natural that Y/N would open up about the strange fluttering in her chest whenever she thought about Jonah. But just as she began to articulate her emotions, her friend dropped a bombshell. "I have to tell you something aswell," she said, her eyes downcast. "I have a crush on someone too, his name is Jonah." The revelation hit Y/N like a ton of bricks. She felt a pang of guilt twist in her stomach, realizing that her relationship Jonah could hurt her friend.

The situation left Y/N feeling torn and conflicted. On one hand, her heart yearned for Jonah, and on the other, she couldn't bear the thought of causing pain to her best friend. She wrestled with her emotions, trying to find a way to navigate this delicate situation without damaging her most cherished relationships. The possibilities and topics of conversations with Jonah and her friend had opened up a Pandora's box of emotions, leaving them all at a crossroads where every choice seemed to carry significant consequences.

Y/N’s guilt weighed heavily on her heart after she found out that her friend harbored feelings for Jonah—a crush that had blossomed quietly, like a fragile flower. But Y/N’s own heart had betrayed her, pulling her even more toward Jonah in ways she couldn’t ignore.

Y/N had tried to avoid Jonah for days after this. She took different routes in the hallways, rescheduled her vet consults, and even adjusted the timing of her evening walks to avoid crossing paths with him. It was clear to anyone paying attention that she wss acting out of the ordinary, but Jonah wasn't just anyone. He noticed the subtle shifts in her behaviour and the absence of her usual warmth. Determined to understand what was going on, he made it his mission to find a way to be with her again. Jonah's persistence paid off one afternoon when he managed to catch Y/N alone in a quiet corner of the library. Gently but firmly, pulling her aside and holding her close as he showered her with kisses, each one filled with the affection and longing he had bottled up during their time apart.

The conflict tore at her—the loyalty to her friend versus the undeniable connection with Jonah. She avoided him, not out of indifference, but out of fear. Fear that her actions would wound her friend, unravel their bond, and leave her standing alone in the aftermath. Yet, as Jonah’s lips brushed hers in that quiet library corner, she wondered if love could ever be wrong when it felt so achingly right.

“you have been avoiding me”, he said, taking her hands in his.

Jonah looked down into Y/N's eyes and spoke with a sincerity that left no room for doubt. He assured her that she had done nothing wrong and that his feelings for her had only grown stronger. He reminded her of the countless ways she had brightened his life and made him a better person. Bit by bit, Jonah's words began to heal the wounds Y/N had inflicted upon herself. As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, they both knew that their bond was unbreakable and that together, they could overcome any obstacle.

Jonah pulled away, finally mustering the courage to share his feelings. He looked deeply into her eyes, taking a moment to appreciate the sparkle he had come to adore.

"I love you," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth. Her eyes widened slightly, a mixture of surprise and joy dancing within them.

A tender smile spread across her face as the words sunk in. She leaned in closer, her heart brimming with emotion. The air between them seemed to hum with a newfound energy, a shared understanding that words alone could not convey. Their lips met in a series of gentle kisses, each one more passionate than the last. The world around them faded away, leaving just the two of them in their own private universe.

“I love you too”

I hope you all enjoyed this, any feedback would be appreciated, thankyou 🩷

@megalony @meetmyothersouls @amaretigris @jonahhauer-kingg

[escapingrealityforamoment]

REQUEST

Jonah Hauer King x VERY nervous reader

Friends to lovers.

Reader knows Jonah has feelings for her. He's told her multiple times. He gets close to her through intimate cuddles when they meet up with their friends.

3 times Jonah tries to kiss her, and the 1 time he gets to kiss her

Absolutely! Thank you so much for your request! :)

I hope you enjoy reading this!

Y/N had been friends with Jonah Hauer-King for years. They had shared countless laughs, adventures, and intimate conversations. There was always a certain chemistry between them, a connection that went beyond friendship. Deep down, Y/N knew that Jonah had feelings for her, as he had expressed his affection on multiple occasions.

Their group of friends often gathered for movie nights, game nights, and other social outings. During these get-togethers, Jonah would make it a point to be close to Y/N. He would casually wrap his arm around her, pull her into tight cuddles, and even rest his head on her shoulder while watching movies. Each touch sent a shiver down Y/N's spine, causing their heart to race and their cheeks to flush.

One evening, as the friends sat together in a cozy living room, Y/N noticed Jonah stealing glances at them. The room was filled with warmth and laughter, and the atmosphere seemed ripe with possibility. Sensing the opportunity, Jonah slowly leaned in, his eyes locked with Y/N's, and their faces were mere inches apart. However, just as their lips were about to meet, their friend Emma burst into laughter, interrupting the moment. Both Y/N and Jonah exchanged sheepish smiles, their hearts pounding with the missed opportunity.

Weeks passed, and the tension between Y/N and Jonah continued to grow. Their friends could see the unspoken emotions brewing beneath the surface. Once again, they found themselves in an intimate setting, sitting on a park bench overlooking a serene lake. The moonlight cast a soft glow on their faces as Jonah mustered up the courage to try again. Their conversation was filled with vulnerability and shared secrets. As the silence lingered, Jonah leaned in, his breath mingling with Y/N's. But just as their lips were about to touch, a sudden gust of wind rustled the leaves, breaking the spell. They both let out a nervous laugh, feeling the sting of missed opportunity yet again.

Determined not to let fate intervene once more, Jonah decided to create the perfect moment for their first kiss. He invited Y/N for a romantic picnic under a starlit sky. They sat on a cozy blanket, surrounded by flickering candles and a soft melody playing in the background. Their laughter and easy conversation filled the air, carrying away their nerves. As the night wore on, Jonah took Y/N's hand in his and looked deeply into their eyes. He whispered words of affection, assuring them of his feelings. Without hesitation, he leaned in, his lips finally meeting Y/N's in a tender and passionate kiss. It was a moment of pure bliss, a culmination of their shared journey from friends to lovers.

From that point on, Y/N and Jonah's relationship blossomed into something beautiful. Their love grew stronger with each passing day, and they cherished the memory of their first kiss, knowing that it was the beginning of a remarkable journey together.

[therealmsdelulu]

Had to share this masterpiece

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jonah is definitely the type of boyfriend who would show how you’re his center of the world with not only words of affirmation, but his touch as well. he would have you locked in so tight of his grip with the one arm he’s using to press your bodies to become woven into one. his tongue would find itself licking your form to taste every little bit of skin that belongs to you. making sure that no stretch marks or hidden features go unnoticed under his watch. he enjoys watching you squirm in his grip, attempting to break out of it…that is until he uses his other hand to touch your most desired place. you’re sent a whirlwind of euphoric bliss, minimal noises and his name being the only sounds that leave out your mouth. he asks you questions such as “did i make you this wet, darling?” or “how good does it feel?” in his deeply coated accent. you know you have no choice but to answer despite him already knowing the answers, but goddamnit does jonah love to hear you struggle responding to him. the man loves to talk throughout intimate moments and use his detailed yet simple descriptions to make you succumb to his every command. you look up to the man and sees his confident heated gaze looking down on you with the glasses that adorned his face and made the fire inside rumble against his loud calming ocean waves.

[writing-fanics]

. baby on the loose .

prince eric x reader

.summary: it seems that the child you share with Eric has disappeared and is wandering around the castle

“Luna?” You called out, as you walked down the hallway calling out for your two year old daughter. You’d only turned your back for a split second, and she’d already wandered off and you couldn’t seem to find her.

“Luna!” You called out, worriedly. Panic slowly starting to kick in as your eyes darted back and forth between corridors. Searching for your daughter.

You walked passed Eric’s study and opened the door, “Eric, have you seen Luna?” You asked, lifting his head from the map he looked toward you.

“No, why I thought she was with you.” He said, and you chuckled nervously. “She was, and I only turned my back for a split second and now she’d wandered off.” You said, and he immediately got out of his chair and exited the study.

He took notice of your worried demeanor, “Hey, it’s okay we’re going to find her I’ll go notify the staff and everyone in the castle, okay?” He said, and you nodded before he left he planted a kiss on your lips before going to tell the staff.

Taking in a deep breath you calmed yourself down, and started walking around the castle once again. “Luna!” You called out, and swore you heard tiny babbles and giggles echoing throughout the hall.

From the corner of your eye, you say a tiny figure walk down the hallway on the opposite side of you. “Luna!” You called out, rushing over towards her but by the time you got there she was gone.

You were confused, how is she walking so fast she’s only two. And her legs were still so tiny and stubby, there so way she’s moving that fast. “Luna, sweetie where are you?” You called out, panic starting to set in once again as you called out for your daughter.

Eventually, almost an hour had passed and there was no sign of your child. You ran into Eric who too hasn’t found any luck in locating, Luna. “Our daughter, is one slippery little toddler.” He said, and you looked at him on the verge of tears. It wasn’t helping, that at this moment you are pregnant once again.

So the emotions were getting to you, “W-W-Where’s our baby girl?!” You cried, and Eric pulled you into an embrace planting a kiss on your forehead.

“We’ll find her, and I won’t rest until we do.” He said, planting another kiss on your forehead.

“Dada!” Luna exclaimed, as Ariel placed her on the ground the child immediately running over towards her father.

“Oh my goodness, Luna!” You exclaimed, walking towards your daughter and planting kisses on her tiny face causing her to giggle.

“Somehow, she made her way down to the beach.” Ariel said, looking over at the child, Eric and You looked towards Ariel.

“Thank you so much.” You said, and then turned towards Luna who was smiling as she played with her fathers hair.

“Bye bye, Auntie Ariel!” Luna said, waving goodbye

“Okay, time for you my little one to get a bath.” You said, taking her form Eric’s arms causing her to shout.

“I don’t wanna bath!” She protested, as she was being carried away by you.

[mvltisstuff]

i got you babe - j.h.k

summary: y/n worked the hardest she ever has on this new project, and she thinks jonah can’t make it to her premiere.

jonah hauer king x reader

a/n: I DID IT GUYS TAKE IT AND GO.

this movie had been the best, and also the most exhausting film y/n has ever acted in. she was working with one of the most important directors in a thriller movie. she knew the filming would take a toll, it required her to almost turn into her character, also carrying disturbing plot moments. she also knew this movie was the movie for her. the promotion was booming across the countries for her and it would likely be nominated for several awards due to the script and production.

she had invited everyone to the premiere. her best friends, her family, her boyfriends family, even her boyfriends cast mates. jonah was the most important person in her life. his career was finally starting to skyrocket. he filmed the little mermaid while y/n was also filming, and both of them were at a complete peak in their career. jonah had held her hand at every red carpet, and she held jonah’s on his. everything the other one did was only brought up with praise from the other.

the couple was laying in their bed on their sides, their legs tangled together as they admired the others features. y/n ran her hand through jonah’s soft hair, and his finger was gliding across her cheekbones. “you feeling ok about the premiere tomorrow?”

“i’m just gonna get it over with. i really wish you could be there,” y/n speaks softly in response.

“i know, darling,” he replies, sadly. “i would give anything to be there with you. you put blood, sweat, and tears into this movie and i so badly want to be there holding your hand. i’m so, so sorry love.”

“it’s alright, jonah,” y/n smiles to hopefully release some of his pity. “when it’s over, i’m coming right back home to you.”

she leaves a quick kiss on his lips, and jonah is unsatisfied. so, he leans in, deepening the kiss and rolling her on top of him. “i like the sound of that,” he says, his sweet accent swimming through his words.

y/n stepped onto the red carpet and was confronted with camera flashes and yells for her name. she could barely see a foot in front of her, immediately getting overwhelmed by the bright white lights poisoning her eyes. the release of the movie had already been stressful enough, she didn’t need more people screaming to get her attention.

the only person she wanted was jonah. he knew every single way to calm her down and whatever she needed to feel better. she knew the same for him, and she just wished he was here to help her. she just wants to feel his presence, his touch. however, jonah wasn’t there this time, and she had to help herself. so, she forced herself through to the end of the carpet, showing off her dress and putting on a fake beam for the photos that she’d probably see on twitter later.

she hid behind the large wall that concealed her from the photographers. she ran her hand over her hair, trying not to mess it up but desperately needing some pressure off of her. she figured she could have at least a minute alone with her thoughts, but her assistant had walked over to her again. “y/n! there’s someone here to see you, they’re being sent in now. they’ve requested for you.”

y/n sighs. it’s just more press or another interviewer to ask the same questions. she doesn’t want to sound ungrateful. the life she’s been given is beyond fulfilling, and she would never want to take it for granted. but right now, she just wants the arms of her boyfriend to hold her.

she walks around the carpet with blurry vision, trying to contain her tears to maintain her perfect makeup. she fans her eyes, dropping the fake smile and following her assistant to the person who suggested a meeting with her. the second she sees the tall man in front of her, she just wants to fly into his arms. so, she walks over to jonah faster and he starts walking too. he meets her halfway, letting her lean into him and allowing him to take some of the pressure.

“it’s ok, you’re alright,” he reassures, placing his hand on the back of her head as her face is buried into his chest. “i’m here, love.”

“how did you get here?” y/n asks, confused but relieved.

“i managed to move some things around. the producer told me you weren’t yourself, so i knew i had to be here. you’re forever my priority, y/n.”

“i love you so much,” she speaks, pulling away from him and kissing his cheek. “thank you, truly.”

“i wouldn’t chose to be anywhere but with you.”

“y/n!” the voice of her manager rolled in. “let’s start getting back out there.”

“can you come with me?” y/n asks, hoping jonah can hold her hand on the carpet.

“of course, darling,” he says, and they walk out together as y/n’s worries start to disintegrate with his touch.

[amaretigris]

Trick Shot

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"You just love to test me, don't you?"

Jonah's breaths were ragged as he pinned you against the wall.

"Well, you wanted it, you fucking got it."

You rolled your eyes.

"Shut the fuck up and do it, you coward," you goaded him with challenge in your gaze.

"Pull your panties down," Jonah instructed as he used his teeth to rip open a condom packet that he held in one hand.

His other hand still held yours above your head on the wall, but he loosened his hold so that you could bring a hand down. You pulled your black leather skirt up and your bright red thong down. Jonah handed you the condom he opened, using his now free hand to push his jeans and briefs down to his knees. Your jaw went slack at the sheer size of him.

Jonah looked back to your expression with a smirk.

"Yeah, talkin' all that shit, but I bet you've never taken dick like this," he teased.

Your lust filled eyes glanced back to his, and you caught a second wind of defiance. Licking your lips and putting the condom on Jonah's tip, you watched his head fall back with pleasure as you rolled it on his shaft. You made sure to go nice and slow.

"Hmm. Who was talking shit?" You remarked.

Jonah's gaze snapped back to yours. He roughly gripped your wrist to return your hand to the wall.

"You drive me fucking crazy. That mouth is only good for one thing."

When you opened your mouth to respond, Jonah breached your entrance. Any insult on your tongue died there. You sucked in a sharp breath, and Jonah pulled out to drive himself back in. After three strokes, you stoked the fire again.

"Fuck me harder, pussy," you taunted.

Jonah completely stilled. Your eyes blew wide. Why wasn't he moving?

"What the fuck?"

You squirmed in his hold, but there was no use. Jonah shocked the shit out of you when he pressed his forehead to yours. His blue eyes looked too deeply into your (e/c) ones. A cheshire grin emerged on his lips.

"Beg for it," he told you.

You immediately scowled.

"No way in hell," you spoke against his lips.

Jonah's eyes flicked down to your mouth before returning to yours.

"Then I think we're done here."

Jonah pulled out and released his hold on your wrists at once. You suddenly felt empty and very unsatisfied. You whimpered.

"Please!"

You slapped a hand over your mouth just as Jonah was about to pull his pants up. He looked back to you with a shit-eating grin. Your chest tightened. You were lucky that the music in the bar was so loud that no one could have heard your begging.

"Please," you repeated, lifting your chin and trying to retain some dignity.

Jonah let out a sly chuckle, but pressed you back to the wall.

"You want this dick, don't you?"

You knit your brow.

"Say it, (Y/N). Say you want this dick, and I'll make you cum on it so hard you'll see stars," he dared you.

"I..." You trailed off. You had to let go of your pride.

"I want your dick, Jonah. Please."

At those words, Jonah was suddenly entering you again. He kept his head to yours, and your hands pinned at your side. You squeezed your eyes shut for some relief from his intense gaze.

"(Y/N)," Jonah grunted.

You reluctantly opened your eyes.

"Tell me when you're close. I want to cum with you," he breathed.

You nodded your head, finding yourself caught in his trance now. Jonah brushed against your sweet spot, and you moaned intensely. The corner of his lips lifted.

"There it is."

Jonah focused his efforts here, watching your face contort in pleasure.

"Oh, fuck," you spat.

Your peak had crept up on you.

"I'm about to cum," you warned him.

Jonah pressed his lips to your pulse point, and sucked. The sensation sent you spiraling. The man was true to his word. You experienced the most powerful orgasm of your life. You felt Jonah's hips stutter, and you knew that he found his, too.

The two of you stood slumped against the wall for a moment to catch your breath. As soon as Jonah's hold on you loosened, you ducked out of it. You barely had your skirt back in place before you reached for the doorknob. Jonah caught your wrist.

"Maybe next time you'll think before you open that damn mouth. But if not, give me a call."

He slipped a piece of paper into your hand. You rolled your eyes, and tore your wrist out of his grip to leave the supply closet.

"Yeah, right," you scoffed.

You tucked the paper with his number scrawled on it into your pocket.

[simpforboys]

the lack of prince eric fics is sickening… LOOK AT HIM!! LOOK AT HIM!!

[hiddleswiftt]

kiss the girl! (y/n’s version)

prince eric x fem reader!

description - y/n and eric are longtime childhood best friends. you have been in love with him (so is he, but she doesn’t know it yet) for a while now and eric’s parents have plans to set him up with a woman so he can be married. before any arrangement can be married for eric to marry another woman, you must tell him how you feel (fluff and slight angst - jealousy! - parts of this make me think of that one amy and laurie scene in the 2019 little women film!)

for as long as you could remember, you and eric would be always sitting on the beach near the castle talking nonstop, laying together under the sun during the day and under the stars during the evenings.

as you got older, things between the two of you changed. eric’s duties became slightly more important than you (not according to him - the queen’s own opinion), but he always made himself available for you after a long day, just to sit on the beach and relax with you.

you loved his company. you personally never thought you’d ever be associated around royalty. ever. eric considered you as family, even if you were just a village girl. you were still surprised now after knowing eric and his family for eight years that they welcomed you in their own, even if you had a crush on the prince.

you had just had a knock at the door, you rushed to open it. just incase it was going to be eric standing at the door smiling at her, but it wasn’t. it was grimsby.

“what is it, grimsby?” you ask, your smile fading as you hoped something bad hasn’t happened. eric went away on a quick voyage trip, you had asked to come along but grimsby advised not to. you waited for grimbsy’s response, staring at him with a worried face. “grimsby?” you ask again, getting more worried about what he could say, “is it about eric?”

he looks at you and nods. “he’s had a small accident. he almost drowned, we brought him home early.” he told you, “the prince wanted you of all people to know first before everyone else.” you stand at the door shocked at the news. “is he okay? is he home?” you ask instantly. grimsby looks at you, and asks you to come with him.

you walk down with grimsby to the parlour to find the queen and a few other servants bundled around. you find eric sitting down in the room with a bandage around his head. tears start falling from your eyes, happy to know he’s alive. he sees you and tries to smile at you although in a small amount of pain, “y/n?” he says, trying to stand.

you gracefully walk over to him and kiss him on the cheek and lean in for a hug. tears still falling from your eyes, still in shock from finding out what happened.

MINI TIME SKIP -

you and eric sit on the beach together. you advised him to get some air and sit on the beach with you. it was late, but the two of you didn’t really care since you both had each other as you lay under the stars studying the constatations.

you’d occasionally glance and admire at him as he’d continue talking. eric would look back at you, not realising that you weren’t listening, “y/n? are you listening?” he’d laugh at you, still pointing at ‘capricornus’ while he focuses on you.

you laugh, “yeah.. sorry. so what’s going on with you? do you ever think you’d ever find that mystery girl?” he looks at you, now quite suprised. he lays back next to you again, “not sure.” eric replies, unsure of what to say, “mother was thinking of arranging a marriage with a woman from another place? im not completely sure if i am fond of that idea.”

you look at him, now a little upset about eric possibly having an arranged marriage. you had hoped by now that he would have possibly loved you as well as you do for him but you were doubting that he ever has loved you. you sit up slightly. “i don’t think i could see you with someone you hardly know, eric.” you say, becoming slightly upset still.

he turns to you, admiring your face. “why’s that, y/n?” he asks you.

you look at him and sit up on the sand and cross your legs, “because, it’s not going to be the same. you and i. you’re gonna be running off somewhere with a girl who will probably become your wife! we don’t be sitting on this beach again anymore like we used to when we were children!” you tell him, “you know? being here, right now is what I want to do forever. i don’t want this to stop. and with you being being possibly married? i just can’t bare to see it. i can’t do it, eric.”

he looks at you, knowing exactly how you feel. so he sits up and faces you, all of a sudden you were both extremely close together. eric reaches his hand and intwines it in your hair and cups your cheek. their eyes met and time stood still as they gazed at each other. a moment of complete silence passed between them, then he moves his hand from your cheek towards your hand, letting you intertwine it in his.

“im not going to let that happen, y/n..” he tells you, as he keeps his hand intwined in yours. you pull a large smile as if you’ve had a coat hanger stuck in your mouth ever since you’ve met him. “really?” you ask.

he nods. “really.”, he replies instantly, still looking at you. you both lean in gently, with you now holding his cheeks. our breathing and your hearts beating between us. he laid his lips to yours, kissing you softly and slowly. the world around the two of you, blurring and disappearing. you move your hands from his cheeks and put them around his neck and place your fingers in the ends of his hair.

the both of you didn’t care if anyone saw you both. he didn’t want to go with his mother’s plans. he wants you. nobody else. after all this time he had plans to ask you to marry him. he would do it, whatever his mother would say, even if you were only just a village girl.

as long as they’d love and care for each other, it didn’t matter. they’d be able to explore together those wild uncharted waters.

please don’t copy my work! <3

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— h4uerkings