#and Lord do i love an enemies to hookups

[azurecanary]

Society if the AoS writers let Daisy and Robbie fuck:

[gwendolynnderolo]

critical role ships as hozier songs

vax / keyleth : francesca

percy / vex : work song

pike / scanlan : foreigner's god

fjord / jester : nobody

beau / yasha : as it was

caleb / essek : from eden

imogen / laudna : NFWMB

orym / dorian : like real people do

ashton / fearne : dinner & diatribes

specific lyrics that i feel like represent the pairings under the cut!

vax / keyleth : francesca

how could you think, darling, i'd scare so easily?

my life was a storm, since i was born, how could i fear any hurricane?

if i could hold you for a minute, darling, i'd go through it again

it was too soon, when that part of you was ripped away

i would not change it each time, heaven is not fit to house a love like you and i

percy / vex : work song

when my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth, no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her

and i was burning up a fever, i didn't care much how long i lived

but i swear, i thought i dreamed her, she never asked me once about the wrong i did

if the lord don't forgive me, i'd still have my baby and my babe would have me

in the low lamplight, i was free, heaven and hell were words to me

pike / scanlan : foreigner's god

she moved with shameless wonder, the perfect creature rarely seen

her eyes look sharp and steady into the empty parts of me

wondering who i copy, mustering some tender charm

breaking if i try conveying, the broken love i make to her

fjord / jester : nobody

i'd be appalled if i saw you ever try to be a saint, i wouldn't fall for someone i thought couldn't misbehave

but i've had no love like your love from nobody

if i had the choice between hearing either noise, the excitement of a thousand, or the soothing of your voice

and on the other side, why should we deny the truth? we could have less to worry about, honey, i won't lie to you

beau / yasha : as it was

and in a few days i will be there, love, whatever here that's left of me is yours, just as it was

the lights were as bright as my baby, but your love was unmoved

tell me if, somehow, some of it remains, how long you would wait for me and how long i've been away

the shape that i'm in now, your shape in the doorway, make your good love known to me or just tell me about your day

and the nights were as dark as my baby, and half as beautiful too

caleb / essek : from eden

there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you, don't you agree?

honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago

innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, i should know

there's something broken about this, but i might be hoping about this

a rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree

imogen / laudna : NFWMB

give your heart and soul to charity, cause the rest of you, the best of you, honey, belongs to me

ain't it a gentle sound, the rolling in the graves?

if i was born as a blackthorn tree, i'd wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies

ain't it the life of you, your lightning of the blaze?

orym / dorian : like real people do

i will not ask you where you came from, i will not ask and neither should you

i know that look, dear, eyes always seeking, was there in someone that dug long ago

honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips, we should just kiss like real people do

ashton / fearne : dinner & diatribes

i knew well from our first hookup, the look of mischief in your eyes

your friends are a fate that befell me, hell is the talking type, i'd suffer hell if you'd tell me what you'd do to me tonight

honey, i laugh when it sinks in, a pillar i am, upright

now that the evening is slowing, now that the end's in sight, honey, it's easier knowing what you'd do to me tonight

oh, let there be hotel complaints and grievances raised and that kind of love

[queer-ragnelle]

tristan/isolde/palomides your MIND

LISTEN I have so many thoughts about them!! It’s an actual tragedy that they’ve never inhabited a movie together. I first noticed them in Le Morte d'Arthur, as I'm sure most people did, as it's more accessible than the Prose Tristan. But I didn't really appreciate them until after I read Between Knights: Triangular Desire and Sir Palomides by Oldga Burakov Mongan. In this essay, Mongan claims:

Very often the bond between the desiring subject [Palomides] and his beloved [Isolde] is peripheral, subordinate in its intensity, to the subject's relationship with his male 'mediator of desire' [Tristan].

This essay breaks down many of the encounters between these three in Le Morte and demonstrates how interconnected they truly are. Speaking for myself, I prefer La Tavola Ritonda instead. I'm not quite done scanning that, but it will be on my blog ASAP.

In the mean time, it has one of my favorite Palomides introductions ever.

There entered on the side of the King of Scozia a knight who bore all black insignia, and who was called Palamidesso the Pagan, a son of King Scalabrino. This Palamidesso carried two swords by his side as a signal that no knight had ever made him bend over the saddlebow.

Duel wielding? Bend over the saddlebow, you say? Interesting. Palomides goes on to win this tournament! After that he follows his lord to another castle where he first sees Isolde, falls in love with her, and begins a hateful staring contest with Tristan (literally). It's here that they battle for the first time...

As Tristano looked over the field, he saw that Sir Palamidesso was leaving, and called out to him, "Hallo, knight, guard yourself against me! I am the knight you met at King Languis' court, and it seems now that I am the worthier of the love of Isotta the Blonde!" Bold Palamidesso, hearing those words, turned his horse's head around and, drawing his sword, gave Tristano such blows on his helmet that he bent him over the saddlebow. But Tristano hit back, and hit Palamidesso so hard on his helmet that he made blood gush out of his mouth and nose, and knocked him off his horse so badly wounded that for a long time he was unconscious. Thus Palamidesso lost the prize, and lost also the right to wear two swords.

Compelling word choice throughout this. Anyway as per usual they continue to squabble until eventually settling their differences and becoming friends (in part thanks to Lancelot who apparently rents out his castle for polyamorous hookups).

"When I was jousting with Sir Lancilotto the other day, he said to me, 'Now, Palamidesso, Gioiosa Guardia is worth more than any other place in the world, for it holds a noble treasure.' Therefore I imagine that this treasure is Sir Tristan and the beautiful Isotta, because those two are the ones who excel all others in the world in beauty, prowess, and courtesy." When he heard these words, Tristano allowed Palamidesso to remount and then let his lance fall, since Palamidesso had broken his. Then he spoke in this way: "Palamidesso, Palamidesso, here is this Tristano you have been searching for. Come and fight me, if you want to. If not, I am willing to stop because of those words you spoke. I am your enemy, but I am ready to make peace with you. Still, if it would please you to fight, I am ready to do battle with you. You may choose whichever pleases and delights you most." Palamidesso replied, "Surely, Tristano, the man who could have you for a friend would be foolish to want you for an enemy, Therefore I ask that there be peace and good friendship between us."

Nobody tell Palomides that Lancelot was almost certainly referring to Guinevere and not Tristan or Isolde. But their truce culminates in everyone joining back up at Cuck Castle Joyous Guard.

The knights then rode in that direction, and when they arrived at the main palace they found the lady, Queen Isotta, all happy and joyous, attended by ladies and maidens. When Tristano told her how he and Palamidesso had made peace, she was very glad of it, and welcomed the knights with much honor. Then the tables were set out, and they all sat down to eat.

Much later, King Arthur hosts a joust in which all participants are to bring a lady. So, now that everyone are friends, Isolde is brought along with a retinue of knights, including Tristan and Palomides. They wear her colors and fight on "her" side against Arthur, Lancelot, and their kinsmen on Guinevere's "side." Polyamory enjoyers, this text is for us. Anyway the only portion of that I'll include is this sweet passage which really illustrates that the friendship in this little group is genuine. They're all affectionate after the truce and everyone is having a great time.

When Isotta had returned to the pavilion, the tables were set out and food was prepared, and when water had been brought out for their hands, they sat down to eat. As they ate, Gariette looked out and saw Palamidesso going by looking for them, and pointed him out to Sir Tristano. Tristano got up and went to meet him, taking him by the hand and leading him into the pavilion, where he disarmed and sat at the table. They all passed that night in great joy.

After this, they all live happily ever after, and nothing bad happens. :'^) I'll have La Tavola Ritonda done soon, and then you all can enjoy it too. I promise it's worth getting used to the Italian names, it's so fun! Thanks for the ask!

[ejundo]

𖤐. ⭒. ๋࣭ ⭑

drabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabbledrabble

crack if that’s what its called erm? silly!!!

— random thoughts flooded my mind when at starbucks (to study) ransom… so i thought why not finally use my thoughts to. use! iykwim ??

warnings . - 𖤐. - cussing ? male reader and his enemy 🐺>.< [open to ftm :3] purposely lowercase.(somtimes uppercase) . 🌊 ⭑ ⭑ male reader male reader

!!! not proofread sorry if boring!!

it surely wasn’t a secret that the two were rivals… each and every class they conveniently had each other in. academic rivals sooo extremely cliché! y.n class president meanwhile, soo-yun was the student council president. they had always fought for the top of the class, bickering, nudging each other aggressively.

it certainly did not help that they were sitting next to each other. this only caused more arguments.theres always an effect to a cause right? well, here comes their consequence!

as per usual the two bickered and battered at each other, purposefully interrupting each other, kicking at their legs. even going so far as to yelling at eachother, the teacher being extremely mad. had slammed the desk aggressively ‘you two, have interrupted this class FAR to many times! stay after school for your punishment as you will be cleaning the gym top to bottom, including the theatre!’ the teacher aggressively said, she huffed as she pulled her glasses up.

soo-yun was shocked and so was y.n l.n, y.n being the most furious held the most bitchiest face up until the end of the day.

—

‘are you kidding me soo-yun!?’ y.n raised his voice as the two were the only ones in the school, well.. it seemed like it. ‘don’t fucking yell at me? your ass was the one being so fucking loud.’ soo-yun said in defense while looking down at the shorter male. his usual siren eyes and nonchalant expression not moving once while y.n gave him an earful.

‘lord i cannot BELIEVE that you got us into detention, arent you a student council? aren’t you supposed to be a good influence? not some loud obnoxio-‘

‘wow? do you never shut up?’ soo-yun interrupted the boys rambling. y.n furrowed his eyebrows and stormed off, taking deep breaths. ‘let us just grab the stuff from the janitors closet and we do our duty? yeah? and yes i do shut up just never around you!’ y.n said with a fake smile, continuing on signaling for soo-yun to follow him up to the third floor where their destination—janitors closet— would be

after a few minutes of walking, they eventually made it up to the third floor. soo-yun took the lead from now on as.. y.n wasn't aware as to where the janitors closet was. so, as y.n traveled at a reasonable distance behind soo-yun, he took notice of it. 'why are you so far away from me hm?' he turned his head to look at the short, aggresive, boy. 'afraid i'll bite?' soo-yun said in a cocky tone.

‘well if you, do. then there is a 99% chance i will catch rabies.’ y.n said with an extremely fake smile. rolling his eyes. ‘i see.. better stay far away from me. because i am not afraid to bite you y.n’ soo-yun grinned making a left into the corner of the third floor. one of the hot hookup places in the school.. its crazy.

y.n watched as soo-yun pulled out the key to the janitors closet, opening it up slowly letting y.n go first. ‘wow nicest thing you’ve done all. day!’ y.n said in a blunt tone. ‘aww how sweet of me?’ soo-yun smiled as he reached over the other boy to grab his own supplies, unintentionally holding his hip.

‘did you wear a new cologne?’ y.n mumbled as he slapped away soo-yuns hand. ‘you noticed?’ soo-yun looked down to y.n eyeing either his nose or his lips. ‘yes.. you smell less weird. and stop staring at my lips weirdo.’ y.n rolled his eyes reaching behind soo-yun to grab bleach for the bucket.

‘you’re so nice to me y.n…!’ soo-yun pat y.n’s head with a soft smile. ‘i love your sarcasm. now come on dingus..’

‘dont rush me!’

⭑ ⭑ ⭑ ???

lowkey, this was a random thought while sitting in a starbucks with my head down as my friends chittered their chatter.! buuut this is soo-yun :3 just a silly

student council prezz >.< !! y.n is 18 and so is soo-yun 🤑 but i had some i dont really like this one because it seems boring and yk.. less interesting! soo-yuns fc is probably already posted after this!

[mermaidsirennikita]

do you have historical romance recs where the hero has good jealousy moments (without becoming overbearing to the point where it gets annoying, which I know can be different for everyone)? thank you very much! I love me a good jealous hero :D

Lisa Kleypas tends to do good jealousy. Westcliff is very jealous of St. Vincent in It Happened One Autumn (with good reason, because St. Vincent would've had Lillian on her back in like 30 seconds on a good day), McKenna is very jealous of Aline's friend Lord Sandridge (not a good reason, Sandridge is gay), in Then Came You, which I'm currently reading, Alex is super jealous of Derek Craven (with good reason). Seduce Me at Sunrise has Kev being super jealous of this doctor guy who's courting Win.

In Dreaming of You, Derek has a great moment where he finds out that Sara kissed her fiancé Perry after getting all turned on by Derek, which is funny because a) you were the other man my guy b) it's all about Derek??? And Perry shows up and is like "YOU WOMAN ARE A SLATTERN WHO CAME AT ME WITH INSATIABLE LUST" and after he gets kicked out Sara is like oh thanks Derek and Derek is like "INSATIABLE??? LUST???" and she has to be "oh it was my insatiable lust for yOU" and then they realize her parents are standing there like damn, if our daughter ain't pregnant now she's ABOUT TO BE.

The Saint by Monica McCarty has a lot of jealousy angst stuff, as the hero and heroine had a thwarted love thing and she has to marry his best friend at the beginning of the book.

The Wrong Marquess has a lot of delightful jealousy because the heroine thinks she's in love with her douchey friend and the hero is her other friend's brother who initially was a bit of a tool to her. He's big jealous.

When the Earl Met His Match by Stacy Reid is soooo good. The hero and heroine correspond for a while platonically, and she eventually shows up on his doorstep in Scotland, pregnant out of wedlock and having run away because her parents were going to take her baby away from her, and her baby's father abandoned her. The hero offers a marriage of convenience and claims her baby, but the biological father comes into the picture after the marriage gets physical and the baby is born, and it's gooood angst. The hero is also mute, so he can only communicate through signing and writing.

How to Marry a Marquess by Stacy Reid also has some jealousy, because the heroine enlists her friend to help her get another man to fall in love with her (it's actually.... him she wants too have fall in love with her).

The Fifth Avenue Rebels by Joanna Shupe is great for this, because every hero in the first three books is jealous of the Duke of Lockwood because he's alternately either courting their women or being like, the perfect friend/shoulder for them to cry on/that guy your girl tells you not to worry about. Then in his own book, he's like, HELLA jealous of any man sniffing around Nellie. To the point that he follows her into this attempted hookup with a waiter and is like "HELLO. DINNER IS WAITING. I'M JUST HERE AS A CONCERNED PARTY."

When the Duke Was Wicked by Lorraine Heath is another "I'm enlisting you to help me find a man but really that man is you" book, where the hero is a family friend of the heroine's and has known her since she was a child. He's all protective and shit, but it's really about how much he wants her.

The Return of the Duke by Lorraine Heath has the added twist of the hero being jealous of his dead dad, because the heroine was said father's mistress.

I'm Only Wicked with You by Julie Anne Long has a hero who's big jealous of the man courting the bratty girl he's had a big enemies to lovers thing with.

What I Did for a Duke by Julie Anne Long has a heroine who thinks she's into another guy, and the hero is.... quite jealous.

After Dark with the Duke by Julie Anne Long has a scandalous opera singer heroine who's running into virtual hiding after two men fought a duel over her, and the hero is very uptight and judgmental about it, but really he's JEALOUS of tHOSE WHO GET TO TOUCH HER.

[headkickedin]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕝𝕖𝕣 

Bryan Danielson

LOCATION: Somewhere between happy and a total fucking wreck. OCCUPATION: Kicking your fucking head in. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single, not looking. MOST WANTED: Mox, Lord Regal, YOOTS, Claudio, CM Punk, anyone that wants to learn how to garden or stretch people. ABOUT: Bryan Danielson isn’t a very complicated person. He loves professional wrestling and wants to do what’s best for the business in every situation. It isn’t about titles or accolades or power for him, it’s just about the art and the psychology of it. He’s selfless in and out of the ring. But he’s not a pushover either. If he isn’t feeling something, he simply won’t do it. He’ll push back when he needs to, though he’s also happy to let other people take the reigns (and the glory) as long as he gets to keep doing what he loves to do. When he’s not wrestling, he’s very passionate about worldly issues, including veganism and sustainability and climate change. If he sees an opportunity to shoehorn a cause into a conversation, he will definitely do it. And although he doesn’t actually hate technology, he doesn’t like how much time the younger generation spends on it. So he’ll gladly make fun of people with their vlogs and their video games that have become so synonymous with “the boys” in recent years. He also has two children that he adores and when he isn’t wrestling, he’s spending time with them in any capacity that he can. CONNECTIONS: I’m all for plotting with anyone whether they have a good idea or I have a good idea. That being said, I’m not looking for any kind of romantic plotting at all. No ships or hookups or anything like that, implied or otherwise. Everything is strictly platonic. Think of him as the guy that’s married to wrestling. Obviously if a Brie shows up, that can be addressed. All of that being said, I’m not really looking for anything in particular. Blackpool Combat Club angst would be fun. If anyone needs a mentor or someone they can count on to be there for them without the fear of trying to get in their pants, I’m all for it. We can be enemies that bicker about stuff backstage too. The world is our oyster! And since other people are doing it, you can hit me up on discord at unholy#0666 if that’s your cup of tea. THANKS.

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[luv4jeno]

jeong jaehyun fanfic recs!

my all time fav jaehyun fics ◡̈ will be updated regularly!

theres a LOT but i promise they’re all good😭

🫐 - #1 favs

🍓 - fav author (check out their other works!!!!)

one shots ୨୧ (1k+)

boyfriend material. (6.2k) by @mochidoie

ꕤ fluff, fake dating cliche, strangers to lovers, slight angst 𖦹 Although you and Jaehyun had never spoken a word to each other before this class project, he asks you to be in a fake relationship in order to prove to his longtime crush that he is boyfriend material.

I Can See You (16k) by @saythenametotheworld 🍓🫐

ꕤ workplace romance ; oneshot & inspired by I Can See You by Taylor Swift 𖦹 After a wild, unforgettable hookup with Jung Jaehyun, you were convinced you'd never see him again. Apparently, you were wrong because why is he strutting into your office as your newest coworker?

by @jaevie 🍓 :

1. The Peace in Her Arms (30.1k) 🫐

ꕤ god!Jaehyun (koschei!Jaehyun) x priestess!reader 𖦹 After winning the war against Death, Jaehyun, the Lord of Life, finds himself a lovely wife to enjoy peace, but is soon met with a violent rematch that forces him to send his wife away. Two years later, after carrying his victory with him on the way back home, he finds out that the mournings and havocs of conflict don’t even compare to the pain of his wife not taking him back.

2. The Lies of Apollo (8k) 🫐

ꕤ spy!jaehyun x spy!reader & Romance, enemies to lovers, forbidden love, smut 𖦹 As powerful corporations seek to sun privatization, two spies find themselves falling in love and discovering the wonders of physical affection.

TRY AGAIN (32.4k) by @kaleidohscopic 🫐

ꕤ exes to lovers! au, slight coworkers! au, romance, angst, slow burn, humour, some pining, a touch of smut 𖦹 if you could have it your way, you'd never have to see, hear, or even think about jeong jaehyun ever again. a fortuitous blind date, and that same dimpled smile after all those years, is somehow enough to make you reconsider. maybe he was always meant to be by your side.

kiss me. kiss me? (28.1k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🫐🍓

ꕤ college/uni!au, school reunion, love at first sight, mutual pining 𖦹 Why does everyone know who he is, including your social recluse roommates? The seven of them don’t stop giving you sly little looks until they're all out the door of your house, and you’re sure they’re going to be discussing you and Jaehyun Jeong for the rest of the night. And why do they say his first and last name together in full, like it’s a thing. Like Kim Kardashian, or Michael Jordan, or Morgan Freeman or… you don’t know. Jaehyun Jeong. Jaehyun Jeong. Jaehyun Jeong. Literally five minutes ago he was just Hot Guy With the Hoodie, your anonymous yet hot campus crush, and now he's somebody.

i don’t know anything about you, but yes. (33.9k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🫐🍓

ꕤ friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, past relationship(s) & angst w/ happy ending 𖦹 You just got done telling your mother you no longer want to be single and her first concern is informing the strange housekeeper she foisted on you with no explanation? Who you already barely talk to? Who couldn’t care less what you do with your free time? Who doesn't know anything about you? You hope she doesn't think you have a crush on that man like the mega-crush you had on your old housekeeper's son. He knew every detail about your life, he deserved to be crushed on. → this is SO good i'm emotionally attached to this fic😭

he fell first, and he fell harder (18.7k) by @taurusdaylight🍓

ꕤ basketball captain! jaehyun x fem! childhood best friend reader 𖦹 jeong jaehyun really loves basketball. but also, he’s terribly in love with his childhood best friend of seventeen years, you.

by @sehunniepotwrites 🍓 :

1. THE MIDNIGHT SHIFT (4.9k)

ꕤ Hospital!AU | New Year’s Eve!AU | Fluff | Comedy | Pediatric Doctor!Jaehyun | Pediatric Nurse!Y/N 𖦹 Working as a pediatric nurse in a busy hospital has both its pros and cons. Some of the pros include: working with children, saving lives, and working alongside the extremely charming and surprisingly single Dr. Jeong Jaehyun. Some of the cons include: not having enough time to date, getting baby fever while being undeniably single, developing a crush on a co-worker, and being called into work on the one holiday you were granted off. Your dreams of ringing in the new year at a lavish party with a boy to kiss were ruined by the night shift but at least you had Dr. Jeong to keep you company when the clock strikes twelve.

2. Something Stupid (1.5k)

ꕤ Friends-with-Benefits!AU | Friends-to-Lovers!AU | Fluff | Suggestive 𖦹 Out of all the things that could spill out of his mouth while spending time with you, Jaehyun finds himself saying the stupidest words of all.

3. IN THE RAIN (1.9k)

ꕤ College!AU | Friends-to-Lovers!AU | Fluff 𖦹 All this time, you were looking for love in the wrong places and in the wrong people. As a serial dater, you never thought you would find it in the pouring rain and in the person you trusted the most.  → reading this was like watching a kdrama scene @$@&$&

4. Head Over Broomsticks (3.5k) 🫐

ꕤ Gryffindor Beater!Jaehyun x (f) Quidditch Announcer!Reader & Hogwarts!AU, Sports!AU, Quidditch!AU, humor, fluff, suggestive 𖦹 When your friends are tired of watching you and your crush go around in circles, they take matters into their own hands. Putting their Advanced Potions skills to the test, Donghyuck and Chenle conjure up a powerful truth serum and slip it in your drink right before a Quidditch game, which leads to a few inappropriate comments about No. 77, Jeong Jaehyun, of Gryffindor’s Quidditch team. This would’ve been fine if you were just a regular spectator but you are much more than that--you’re the Announcer and everyone is subjected to hear your unfiltered thoughts. Just great.

Oops, Baby (I Love You) (12.5k) by @prodbymaui 🫐🍓

ꕤ modern royalty ; arranged marriage 𖦹 you had been living your life as a rebellious and controversial crown princess, now you must face the consequence of purifying your tainted image; marrying the gentle and infamous crown prince of South Korea.

redamancy: with Jaehyun (14k) by @icedcappujaeno

ꕤ arranged marriage!au | rich people! au | fluff | angst | smut

try again (19.8k) by @gimmehyuck 🫐

ꕤ idol!jaehyun x teacher!yn 𖦹 jaehyun remembers the night he met you, and even after that one night he often thought of you and wished things would have been different, but by a weird twist of fate he gets to see you again, except this time... you're not alone.

HAPPY NOW? (19.9k) by @hwaflms

ꕤ fake dating?, exes to ??? au 𖦹 your family has been pressuring you for months to bring your boyfriend, jaehyun, over for dinner, and you think it’s really sweet that they like him so much. the only problem is that your “boyfriend” jaehyun, hates you.

romeo roulette (21.2k) by @wincore 🍓

ꕤ soulmate au, office au, fake dating, fluff (a lot), angst (a little), romcom, magical realism 𖦹 if finding your soulmate is the same as a damn game of russian roulette, you are determined to not pull the trigger at all. except, you know who your soulmate is and he doesn’t—and given a choice to pretend, you find that jaehyun is the lesser of the two burdens to bear.

enchanted (23k) by @taelme 🍓🫐

ꕤ regency!au, (not so)enemies-to-lovers!au, viscount!Jaehyun 𖦹 in a world where marriage is nothing more than an economic proposition, and where a person is no more than what they can offer, you and Jaehyun rediscover what it means to be with each other, in the very essence of the word → veryyyy bridgerton coded

when the fratboy falls (8.9k) by @gyeomsweetgyeom🍓

ꕤ fratboy!Jaehyun x tutor!reader 𖦹 Jaehyun is a fratboy with a notorious reputation for being a playboy, you have never heard of him. surely, he can use tutoring as an excuse to get close to you, right?

someone to bring home (10.2k) by @rouiyan

ꕤ medstudent!jaehyun x (fem.) reader (featuring older brother and medstudent!johnny) ꕤ college au, strangers to lovers, brother’s best friend au, home for thanksgiving au

by @smileysuh 🍓 :

1. The V Week Spy (20.1k) 🫐

ꕤ frat au, forestry major Jaehyun, Valentines Day theme 𖦹 Every year, seven days before Valentines day, sororities and frats are paired together, and eligible himbos, hoes, bimbos and fuckboys alike volunteer to be raffled for a chance to become the year’s V Week Spy. V Week is open season, with outings and parties tailored to be the perfect excuse for sexscapades, with the knowledge than 1 boy and 1 girl are undercover, grading sexual performances. Once the week is over, at the annual Valentines Day Party, the evaluations are presented- It’s a bad time to be unsure about someone’s feelings towards you, and an even worse time to fall in love.

2. christmas puppy (11k)

ꕤ uni/frat au, best friend's brother Jae, boy next door Jae, secret romance, established relationship 𖦹 “God, you’re so jealous,” you laugh. Your best friend’s brother doesn’t usually act this way, at his frat, everyone knows you’re his, no one would dare come near you- but here, in your hometown, surrounded by past crushes and would be romancables, it’s open season, and it’s clear that it’s making Jaehyun uncomfortable.

3. knight of roses (9.1k) 🫐

ꕤ Fantasy au, fairy au, royal au, knight!Jaehyun, princess!y/n 𖦹 The Knight of Roses looks so beautiful as he says his piece, and the idea that he’s already committed to you is one that makes your heart race in your chest. He’s so beautiful- and you’ve tried to deny it for too long. You hate being the girl who falls for the same man that everyone else has their eye on, and Jaehyun has no lack of suitors, especially in court. However, you suppose there’s always legitimacy in the looks of a man who has captured the hearts of many.

romanée-conti (24k) by @yougotthatbilly

ꕤ sugar daddy!jaehyun | slowburn | smut 𖦹 Having a sugarless- sugar daddy is proving to be more difficult than planned.

the wedding (9.5k) by @jae-canikeepyou

ꕤ fluff + crack-ish + rival!jaehyun 𖦹 jeong jaehyun’s your long-time friend, and as far as one could remember, every single and little thing you both do ends to a competition; it turned into a permanent kind of relationship you have for over a decade now. no one expects that it would ever change, not until a childhood friend of yours from high school decides to make you two as his singers for his upcoming wedding.

against all odds. (13.2k) by @starryhyuck

ꕤ hogwarts au, gryfindoor!jaehyun x slytherin!reader 𖦹 jeong jaehyun has always had the biggest crush on you. that is, until he finds out you’re engaged to nakamoto yuta.

honeymoon avenue (12.3k) by @lisired

ꕤ smut, a pinch of angst, fluff, stuck in an elevator with your ex-fiancé, exes to lovers, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving) 𖦹 A year ago, wedding bells were ringing and you were screaming, “Yes!” at the top of your lungs. Last Christmas, you were supposed to be wed under a mistletoe. This Christmas, company finds you in the form of your ex-fiancé that broke off your engagement after you’re both inconveniently trapped in an elevator.

remember when (12.7k) by @moondustis

ꕤ angst, smut, soulmate!au, rich kid!au, convenience marriage!au, hurt/comfort, college!au 𖦹 A story about vulnerability and the lines we draw to avoid it. About soulmates, desires, setting yourself free. And, of course, a story about love and discovering exactly what it is.

by @ppangjae 🍓 :

1. moon river (17.1k)

ꕤ president’s son!jaehyun | arranged marriage!au | doctor!reader | fluff | angst | implied smut | slice of life!au 𖦹 Your mother warned you of many boys. She’s warned you of the immature ones, the players, and even the fools and cowards. But man, she has never warned you of guys like Jeong Jaehyun, the President’s son, who seems to be falling in love with you with every passing day even though he’s already engaged to someone he’s been set up to marry.

2. ordinary people (18.3k)

ꕤ fluff, angst, slow burn, fake dating!au + friends to lovers!au + ceo!jaehyun 𖦹 Jaehyun’s parents are coming home for Christmas and he may have made the biggest mistake of telling them he has a ‘girlfriend’. Insert you, his best friend, who so happens to be the only girl he knows and trusts. You, on the other hand, would have never expected Jaehyun to show up at your door at two in the morning with nothing but a proposition; to be his fake girlfriend. And man, are you in big trouble.

3. June 24 (3.8k) 🫐

ꕤ fluff + soulmate!au + time loop!au 𖦹 Some share the same tattoos with their soulmate. Others have countdowns embedded in their skin, counting down the days left until they meet their soulmate. But you? You’ve stopped aging since you turned eighteen. You’re twenty-three now and on one fine day, fate decides to have you wake up and live that same day; the same 24 hours until you meet your soulmate.

4. the stages. (2.4k)

ꕤ roommate!au + friends to lovers!au | fluff (lots of it) 𖦹 The stages of falling in love with your roommate slash best friend, according to Jeong Jaehyun.

by @anashins 🍓 :

1. His Love Her Force (28k) 🫐

ꕤ undercover detective!Jaehyun x ballerina!reader 𖦹 Fleeing from a ruthless stalker, you are forced to participate in a witness protection program at the other side of the world, pretending to be the wife of a taciturn undercover detective from now on. Despite all differences, you slowly start to settle with your new life as a married couple - until your newfound happiness is stripped away from you all over again.

2. fwb jaehyun but he's secretly completely whipped for her (1.2k) 🫐

𖦹 Jaehyun gets hit on at a party, but he has his eyes on one girl only, even though he claims he doesn't do relationships.

forevermore (9.4k) by @jenoloqy

ꕤ fluff, comedy, best friends to lovers au, college au 𖦹 in this episode of “college is ruining my life”, three boys guide you in finally making a move on your crush (and best friend), jeong jaehyun: basketball captain, owner of half the gray hoodies in your closet and probably more dense than donghyuck… if you look carefully. here’s the story of your four failed attempts to confess, and the one time you did successfully.

Between Sunrise And Sunsets (2.6k) 🫐

ꕤ fluff, established relationship 𖦹 It’s way too early for boyfriend!Jaehyun to be driving with you, so you try to keep him awake on the road with a game of trivia and sudden confessions → author deactivated but i’ve linked the reblog of the full oneshot here :)

EYE OF AFFECTION (12.9k) by @himechia 🫐

ꕤ colorblind!jae, painter!reader, jae's mom is reader’s art mentor, jae hates art, strangers to lovers, major crushing from both sides 𖦹 for as long as he can remember, jae's world has been in black and white - giving him no reason to appreciate his mother’s profession as an artist and the beauties that art can provide. however, an accidental meeting with you gives him reason to doubt his former beliefs - proving to him that there may be true beauty in a world that’s void of everything bright, that beauty being the sunshine that you provide. 

city of angels (4.6k)

ꕤ angst, fluff, college au, non idol au, strangers to friends to lovers au 𖦹 in which jaehyun is a few drinks in and he starts thinking about you a little too much than he would like to admit. the problem? he’s been purposely avoiding you for some time. why? because he’s scared. of what? of what you two were becoming.

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Spitting Image (12h 32 min reading time) by @/playerhyuck on wattpad 🍓🫐

ꕤ text!au, dad!au, idol!au 𖦹 Everyone has secrets, some come in the form of a 5 year old who spills hot chocolate all over the carpet. Who knew a mere part time job could lead Kira to meet her idol, and eventually find love where she never expected to. 𖦹 The earth shattering sneezes, the weird sense of humour understood by 1% of the population, the deep dad laughs, and the rough manhandling of nct albums (and members), made fans jokingly speculate that Jaehyun was hiding a family somewhere, but what if it ended up being true after all? → jaehyun in this fic is just SO jaehyun

by @baobaojng 🍓 :

1. secrets of the hill (27.4k) 🫐

ꕤ 1800’s jaehyun!au , arranged marriage! au , supernatural-ish?!au , victorian? 𖦹 in the present day you are confused; you do not know who you are and you find yourself on an impossible quest to find out— until you wake up in the 1800’s, engaged to a hauntingly beautiful and uptight man who tries to figure out why the girl he’s been betrothed to has drastically changed. → so good but hasn’t been updated in a while :(

2. when icarus falls (32.1k)

ꕤ college athlete!au , crush!au 𖦹 some tragic story of you sharing one class with your long time college crush jaehyun who never notices you until he accidentally reads your work and he gets curious— oh, and he uses lame excuses to get to talk to you.

ERROR (7.1k) by @ppangjae 🍓

ꕤ college!au | e2l!au | fluff ; pairing. comp sci TA!jaehyun x fem!reader 𖦹 You’d be considered lucky to have computer science genius Jeong Jaehyun as your TA, but not for academic reasons. 

Our Kids Talk about Us (20k)

- two parts ꕤ single parents au, angst, fluff, romance, smut 𖦹 After his beloved wife's death, Jaehyun still wears his wedding ring to keep women away from him. When your kids become friends and his daughter starts to move on, he suddenly finds himself being the one stuck in the past.

seven letters (16.7k)

- two parts ꕤ soulmate!au | childhood friends to lovers!au | slight fake dating!au | fluff | angst 𖦹 On a camping trip, you find a message in a bottle that’s been washed up the shore, only to find out that it’s a message from you in the future. Your message tells you three things: 1. You must make Jeong Jaehyun fall in love with you because, 2. He’s your soulmate and 3. Because of your future self’s mistake, he ended up falling in love with someone else.

at the heart of it all (50.8k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🍓

ꕤ enemies to friends to lovers - open ao3 link for more info 𖦹 V doesn’t even look up from his computer at Jaehyun, not even dignifying his worst enemy with a response. You think that if you don’t act as a middleman here, your boyfriend is going to behave in a manner that will definitely get you kicked out of this quiet library.

convenient solutions to love’s grim, grim dilemmas (159.4k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🫐🍓

ꕤ basketball player!jh & news reporter!reader, fake dating, enemies to friends to lovers 𖦹 Is it even worth comparing Jaehyun Jeong, star point guard for the Chicago Bulls, with Johnny Suh, renowned starting pitcher for the Chicago Cubs? You’ve loved John for what feels like an eternity of years, since the very first day you met in college. It makes sense that you would hate anyone who wasn’t just like him, and Jaehyun is that. → i think about this fic too much🙁 its so good trust me💔

two stones and one bird are hanging out in their bush! (252.8k) by @/loseyoutoloveme in ao3 🍓

ꕤ footballplayer!jh, doctor!reader 𖦹 He must not realize he’s doing it, because he blinks at the sound of your snap and warbles in confusion, “Ma’am?” “It’s doctor,” you growl. Who the hell does this dumbass athlete dude think he is? Your title is right there on your fucking scrubs, M.D., F.A.C.S., Chief of Trauma Surgery. You’re not a fucking receptionist and you fucking worked for this, so he needs to use the title you earned. No exceptions.

he’ll be nobody after tonight (101.6k) by @/loseyoutoloveme in ao3 🍓🫐

ꕤ based off princess diaries 2 𖦹 A princess has to get married to a prince, a lord, a duke, a count, anyone that has the littlest bit of royal blood in their veins. Not an annoying surfer boy in her PhD classes. Not that you’d ever want to get married to someone as annoying as Jaehyun Jeong, but still. Having the choice is the point.

you’re the loveliest, lemon drop (54.9k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🍓

ꕤ friends to lovers & singer!jaehyun 𖦹 You focus your attention on your cousin’s unrecognizable companion. His back is turned in most of the shots, his profile in the third image giving you a sliver of a glimpse at his face. Of course he’d be vaguely hot even in these crappy pap shots, but you really just don’t have any idea who he is. You voice it as much, “Who the hell is Jeffrey Jung anyways? America’s sweetheart?”

ah, she’s here. time to wake up. (184.9k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🍓🫐

ꕤ time travel au / inspired by sleeping beauty & cinderella 𖦹 “Let me see…” You raised your voice to break up your friend's relationship tussles for the third time, then bent over to read the elegant museum placard. You almost fell on the goddamn ground when you recognized the name, “Prince Jaehyun, the last Jeong prince of America—Holy shit, this is him? Why did I think he was a crusty old dude?”. You checked the painting again and yup, he was still hot. Which didn’t make any fucking sense.

by the way, i love you (80.9k) by @/loseyoutoloveme on ao3 🍓🫐

ꕤ f1!au & best friends to lovers & inspired by romeo and juliet 𖦹 Your family and the Jeongs have been at each other’s throats for forever now. They argue about anything and everything, every inevitable interaction you have is stroked in the outline of Ferrari vs. Mercedes with the brothers at the helm. There’s been shouting, there’s been drama, there’s been loads of tears, and there’s even been blood two or three times on the race track. But somehow, both the youngest kids - both you and your best friend, because despite all of this Jaehyun is still your best friend - ended up on the outskirts of it. You don't get it.

just friends timestamp series by @smoll-tangerine 🍓🫐

ꕤ best friends to lovers 𖦹 you and your best friend jaehyun pretend to date each other because you are a broke university student who likes to take advantage of some deals that require you to be, well, not single.

by @jeongvision 🍓

1. parent au time stamps series 🫐

2. "CAN I BORROW"? timestamp series (extra scene: roommates au + “Quick, my ex just walked in! Pretend that we’re dating.” ) 🫐

→ i recommend checking out her other parent aus in her masterlist 😋

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[10:15 am] (747 words) by @yunopouts 

[11:49 AM] by @lattaeyongs 

[6:53 pm] by @peachjaem00 

[8:00 pm] by @floraljae 🫐

[10:28PM] by @nctsplug02

[11:40 PM] by @cozyjae

made to hold hands by @flirtyhyuck 

loving you is easy by @omlhyck 

clingy (351 words) by @daydreamingyuta 🫐

loving you is easy by @smileyerim 🫐

whiplash by @lino-jagiyaa 

reincarnation by @nizhspo 

sweet (400 words) by @doeilovr 

dimples (587 words) by @hyunverse

by @gyeomsweetgyeom 🍓 :

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dimples🫐 just makes sense🫐

→ her jaehyun drabbles are the cutest thing ever i def rec checking out her masterlist! scroll down a bit to go to the jaehyun fics :)

by @nsheetee :

Jaehyun x Reader + “Cruel Summer” by Taylor Swift.

Ravenclaw!Jaehyun x Ravenclaw!Reader 🫐

by @theje0ngs :

speak now (2k) - runaway groom!au

05:34 (329 words) - new parents!au

by @jungstruly :

singledad!jaehyun color tattoo🫐

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[user-needs-new-hyperfixation]

Some of this is copy-pasted from my response to a comment on one of my fics several months back, so sorry to anyone who read that and will now have deja vu.

These thoughts are based on my perception/headcanon of Sherlock and Liam as an allosexual couple. I’m totally supportive of people who like to ship pairs as ace/queerplatonic/etc, but with these two I do find it a liiiiiitle bit of a stretch...have y’all seen the train scene? They have the horniest of energy, good golly. But that’s in my opinion, and anyone who sees it differently is absolutely valid; we’re here to have fun, so have fun with it!

Okay, disclaimers out of the way: the more canon Sherliam gets, the more I love that they don’t meet typical BL seme/uke cliches. I do catch myself borderline feminizing Liam on occasion, primarily because I want him to be held, and engulfed in too-big sweaters that smell like Sherlock, and tucked into comfy armchairs with blankets and books: and alas, gender stereotype nonsense makes that feel like feminization even though it really isn’t. And that’s totally separate from the way I perceive their potential sexual dynamic, which is basically: switchy as hell, but Liam is more prone to being a bit dommy.

But like...They're the same age and height and even weight to start with. There are no particular inequalities in their education or unbalanced power dynamics. Sure, the Lord of Crime is puppeting Sherlock around, but Sherlock knows that, and though he doesn’t feel he’s truly on equal footing with Liam until right before the fall, it doesn’t feel...skeezy. Liam never actually lies to him (*glares at English manga translation*). There might not be outright spoken honesty between them, but there’s a mutual understanding of the game they’re playing, and overall their energy is incredibly nontoxic for an “enemies to lovers” dynamic (not that they ever really managed “enemies” to begin with).

(Another disclaimer: I don’t have a problem with shipping toxic pairs, Hannigram is one of my all time fave ships. But the older I get the more I’m drawn to happy stories and healthy representation and boy oh boy has Yuumori been delivering.)

Anyway, back to avoiding BL standards: Liam is pretty and fashionable and a scholar but sometimes exudes such dom vibes. Sherlock is an athletic borderline himbo, vaguely wrong-side-of-the-tracks, but gets blushy and flustered easily. Liam is the damsel in distress saved by his dashing hero: but he is also the criminal mastermind taunting his rival. Liam is rich to Sherlock's working-class, except nope, Liam is an adopted East End kid and Sherlock's family is running the country.

So many gay stories, with BL being probably the worst offender but far from the only one, blatantly signal top/bottom, feminine/masculine. They practically put a giant flashing arrow over one guy’s head that says “HE’S THE GIRL IN THE RELATIONSHIP.” And as someone who is neither a gay man nor prone to entering relationships at all, I can’t really speak for the realism of these things; I know there are people who strongly align themselves with presentations like twink, bear, etc. And I’m sure many people have a strong preference for a particular role in the bedroom, especially in a dating scene dominated by hookup culture: but it also feels so disingenuous to me that anyone, particularly in a long-term partnership, would be like, “This is the only one thing I ever do.” Even in a straight relationship that sounds hella boring.

And Sherlock and Liam sidestep those assumptions so neatly, which up until chapter 67 I would have said is simply because...it’s not BL. But now we’ve got chapter 75 and they’re practically married. Mix together the almost undeniable sexual charge of their early interactions with their more recent LITERALLY VOWING TO SPEND THEIR LIVES TOGETHER and it seems reasonable to assume that sex is on the table. Yet nothing about the way they look or act demands the reader assign them certain sexual roles. They don't feel like a collection of stereotypes signalling top and bottom, they feel like an actual human couple who probably have preferences in bed but also like to switch things up and try new things.

I appreciate that.

[azsazz]

You Have Yourself a Deal

Azriel x Reader

Summary: Azriel doesn’t like most of his tattoos, but there is one deal he just cannot refuse.

Warnings: None. Just fluff.

Word Count: 883

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“I want one.” 

Fingers dancing softly against his skin, trailing the twists and turns of inky black upon his body. There were so many, a maze of tattoos scattered across his broad chest, muscular back, and dipping down his arms. They all seemed to be intermingled in one way or another, no beginning or end, a beautiful array of the Illyrian heritage he hated so much and the deals he had made throughout his lifetime.

He peeked an eye open, admiring your beautiful face. You and Azriel had been somewhat of a thing the past few months, at first a casual hookup but quickly evolving into something more, a budding romance, though neither of you had quite admitted your true feelings to the other yet. He’d been staying with you more often than not, enjoying the calmness of your life and the privacy it entailed.

No longer did he have to listen to the bickering of his friends or be woken at all hours of the night from the cries of a newborn baby or his brothers and their mates, stuck wondering if he were destined to be with anyone but himself and his shadows.

You had fallen into his life so abruptly he couldn’t help but run with it. The way you made him feel like he could truly be himself, be seen as a lover instead of the Lord of Darkness and Death. You had captured his entire being from the first smile you gave him, the first bat of your eyelashes, and he hadn’t looked back since.

“I don’t think we’re quite ready for that yet,” he mused, goosebumps arising on his skin from your delicate touch.

Your nose scrunched as you made a face, flicking his shoulder. “Not that,” you rolled your eyes and settled down further into the bed next to him. You propped your head on your arm as his wing draped across you. “A tattoo.”

“Why?” he asked, his gaze no longer sated from the orgasm you’d given him moments prior, “They’re horrid things that are a constant reminder of the awful deals you’ve made throughout your life.”

“Surely they don’t all represent something bad in your life,” you murmured quietly, eyes already back on the intricate lines adorning his body, “There isn’t a single one that you don’t regret?”

He thinks for a moment of all of the marks littering his skin. Some from when he’d been at the Illyrian camps, an ode to their heritage. He had gotten them not only because he was an Illyrian himself, but because his two best friends had done it, urging him to join them. There was one from a drunken night of playing cards with Rhysand and Cassian, a bet that he would win their annual snowball fight three years in a row. If not, he would be forced to spend an hour of his time a week with the beast at the bottom of the library for an entire year.

There were also those twirling tendrils of dark ink that represented the deals he’d struck with his enemies, the most recent one appearing as a jagged line across his collarbones, an agreement with Eris to finally kill the current High Lord of Autumn within a fortnight in exchange for alliance with the Night Court when the power shifted to the expecting oldest son.

Others had come and gone, fulfilling the bargains he’d made once upon a time. Azriel didn’t do it unless he had to, and it wasn’t very often that the Spymaster was in a situation that only striking a deal could get him out of.

And although he loved how your skin was bare, not even a single mark from a petty bet when you were young, he had to admit, the thought of you with a swirl of your onyx ink that represented a deal between the two of you and only the two of you…well, it made his cock stir.

“There could be,” he replies, and you can see that hungry fire in his eyes, the one that tells you what you know deep down is true. 

“Yeah?” you smirk, brushing a piece of hair from his forehead. He catches your wrist in his grip, bringing your hand to his mouth to press a firm kiss into your skin. “What would it be for?” 

“How about,” he purrs, tugging you closer to him, his hazel eyes filled with desire. He settles himself overtop of you, fingers still intertwined, squeezing with purpose. “We vow to love each other forever, until the end of time?” His breath is hot against your mouth, naked body pressed firmly to yours and ready for round two, his striking eyes burning into yours with fervor, but all you can think about is the terms of the bargain he’s offered you.

“You love me?” you squeak, heart swelling with joy and want and something else. It’s filled to the brim, the feeling spilling over and intertwining with his own, a tether of passion connecting the two of you together. You both shudder at the feeling, bodies warm as you clutch each other that much tighter, eyes soft and sharing a knowing look. 

“I love you.”

And it’s as simple as that.

“Then you have yourself a deal, Azriel Shadowsinger.”

[leslie-lyman]

A WIP Update

Now that the main story of SAMG is done, and because it is Sleepover Saturday, I wanted to give you all a peek into my WIP folder. I’ve alluded to several of these fics in various asks and comments and conversations with folks, so here’s some more info about things I’ve got cooking. I also have been tagged by so many folks in that WIP ask game that goes around every so often in the past few months and I have resisted every time because I wanted to solely focus on SAMG, so consider this me making up for/participating in it now (and I know for that game you just post the titles, but once I started writing lil summary blurbs for these stories I couldn’t stop).

This is an open invitation for anyone to send me thoughts and questions about any of these you like, I’m absolutely fucking dying to talk about/share snippets from them.

The House I Will Live In (Pero x Tessa)

The SAMG sequel! This one will not be a large multi-chapter fic the way SAMG is, but there are some aspects of Pero and Tessa’s life together that I really want to tell y’all about, so this will be a few chapters that serve as a follow-up to the main story.

Sins of the Father (Max Lord x OFC) (White Collar AU)

Set post-WW84, Max avoids jail time by becoming a consultant for the FBI on corporate fraud cases. He’s accepted that his personal life for the foreseeable future will be dedicated to being a better father to Alastair, for who would ever give a disgraced conman with an ankle monitor a second glance? Enter Rose Parker, a young lawyer working for a legal aid organization in DC, who’s no stranger to second chances and may be willing to give Max the one he so desperately wants. That is, if they can keep the sins of their respective pasts from tearing them apart…

Despite the Abundance (Javier Peña x OFC)

Bogota, 1989: Eleanor “Ellie” Hess is a forensic accountant and the new third wheel neither Javi nor Steve asked for in their hunt for Escobar. While Javi and Steve track sicarios through the streets of Medellin, Ellie races to unravel the financial secrets of the cartel to help them bring Escobar down. Ellie and Javi can’t deny their attraction to one another, but Ellie doesn’t do office hookups, and lord knows Javier Peña doesn’t do relationships. It’s an untenable status quo, and it’s only a matter of time before one of them gives in.

The Sun Amidst Small Stars (Din Djarin x Jedi!OFC)

Set post-the events of The Tragedy, but where Din and Grogu (and the Razor Crest) escape the Darktroopers. Grogu’s time on the Seeing Stone connects him not with Luke Sywalker, but Miriamora “Miriam” Corros, a woman trained as a Jedi but disillusioned with the ways of the old Jedi Order. With Miriam on board the Crest as Grogu’s live-in teacher, Din fulfills his task of reuniting the child with his own kind without having to give him up. But there’s still the threat of Moff Gideon to deal with, to say nothing of the much more immediate crisis of having a beautiful, powerful woman from a race of enemy sorcerers as an unexpected roommate.

Untitled Frankie Morales x F!reader one-shot (or maybe a two-shot?)

Frankie accidentally injures you, and the guilt-ridden pilot helps take care of you as you recover. Friends-to-lovers.

Untitled Marcus Pike x OFC series #1 (aka CNC!Marcus)

Both my Marcus fics are heavily inspired by my love of The West Wing. As-yet-unnamed OFC works on Capitol Hill. Dating in DC is a nightmare, but Marcus Pike could be convinced to try his hand at love again with the right girl. And this time, he’s determined to take his time and do things right. But when she’s unexpectedly pulled into his latest investigation of a dangerous crime ring, fate may throw them together more quickly than Marcus intends.

Untitled Marcus Pike x f!reader/OFC series #2 (aka Congressman Marcus Pike!!!)

Marcus Pike: young, progressive, unbelievably handsome, and newly elected representative for Texas’s 27th district. He came to Congress to make change and help people, but he never expected that in between meetings and votes and fundraisers that he would also fall for someone again…

Rights and Wrongs Part 2 (Whiskey x f!reader)

The R&W follow-up in which reader recovers from her abortion and finally confesses her feelings to Jack.

Untitled Whiskey x f!reader one-shot #1

Established relationship. You and Whiskey live together, and you’re sure he’s The One, but when you accidentally become pregnant, you have no idea how he’ll react. [This is the only fic on this list that I know for sure won’t be explicit.]

Untitled Whiskey x f!reader one-shot #2

You admit to Whiskey the secret that’s harming your love life and your mental health: you can’t orgasm in front of another person. Jack takes it upon himself to prove to you a man can accept and love you just the way you are. Heavy themes of anxiety and insecurity. Friends-to-lovers.

Untitled Zach Wellison x F!reader fic (a one-shot? A series? Who knows!)

You’re an artist and friend of Justin’s when you meet the homeless ex-Marine sleeping on his couch. As Zach tries to get his life together, you start to hope that there might be a place for you in it.

The Ezra Romancing the Stone AU

This is literally just an idea. I have nothing written for this. But Romancing the Stone is one of my favorite films and I’ve wanted to write an AU using it for a long time, I just have never settled on which character I want to write it for. But consider the Ezra similarities: a dangerous loner of questionable moral character rescues a woman and goes on a trek through a perilous jungle full of enemies in search of a jewel worth a fortune that many are willing to kill for??? Hmm…

And finally, the one non-Pedro fic in the mix. Before I got hit by the freight train that is my Pedro hyperfixation, my brain was previously ruled by my Tom Hiddleston/Loki hyperfixation. This Loki fic is the one that got me back into writing fanfiction for the first time since high school. I’ve got almost 35,000 words written of this story, and I’m hoping that one day my motivation for it will come back, because I still love it dearly.

i’ve come to burn (your kingdom down) (Loki x soulmate!OFC)

In which throneless, refugee princes still have so much further to fall. And Loki, for once, can hardly be blamed. For in the end, gods’ hearts are just as foolish as mortals’. But the threat of Thanos hangs heavy over the galaxy, and what bonds dare grow in the shadow of the Mad Titan’s revenge?

Featuring: Asgardians making it safely to Earth post-Ragnarok; Loki’s human soulmate being an ex-Master of the Mystic Arts who now makes her living as a bookbinder; excessive discussions of and strong opinions about tea; enemies-to-lovers; a restored Victorian house; vibes strongly inspired by Gilmore Girls and that season 2 arc of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel where they spend the summer in the Catskills

Shamelessly pspspspsing some mutuals who may be interested and/or have already had to deal with hearing me talk about some of these and/or who have tagged me in the WIP ask game in the past: @ezrasbirdie @whataperfectwasteoftime @jazzelsaur @radiowallet @the-ginger-hedge-witch @iamskyereads @green-socks @lowlights @oonajaeadira @magpie-to-the-morning @starlightmornings

[starbuckie]

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

prompt: “you're leo’s ex, who still has feelings for him (duh), and you try to keep your distance from him until you find out that mick beat the shit out of him. then you end up finding yourself on his doorstep, desperately wanting to make sure he's okay :) maybe a lil happy ending with them?” from @bxcketbarnes

pairing: ex!leo reilly x reader

words: 7.1k words

warnings: hurt/comfort, mentions of little violence, fluffy fluff, exes to lovers

summary: this was the problem, over and over and over again. he was reckless and hurt and you loved him too much to not turn up on his front step to fix his scars.

a/n: my darling britt, i’m so sorry that this took so long to post. right now my tags are working so even though you are sleeping, i shall post so you have a nice lil’ fic to wake up to. i ended up writing so much more than i intended, good lord, but i’m not upset about it. i do hope you enjoy this little charmer <3

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“Ignore it,” your roommate glares at the side of your head, piercing emerald eyes boring into every hope and whim you carried inside you. You can’t be angry. You know that she only wants what’s best for you. You know that her restraining you from attacking your opponent is what is best for you.

Across the room from you, your enemy: the periwinkle corded phone hanging against the front wall of your dorm, ringing relentlessly. Each increasingly loud sound that emits from the small box only increases your anxiety, and your mind is tearing apart at the discipline you’re using to not rush over to it. You don’t have to pick up to know who it is. Leo Reilly has been calling you almost every night for the past three months. 

And your patience and your will are growing real goddamn thin.

With a pout you let your head fall back in your chair, any part of focus left for your creative writing homework soaring away just as quickly as your inhibitions. “Why, Mary, why is it so difficult to just let him go? He managed to do it pretty damn easily.”

The brunette woman coos at you affectionately from her bed, setting her book beside her to meet the sad sight of you moping from your desk. Her hazel eyes fix on you with sympathy and while you appreciate and adore your friend with all your heart, sympathy is not what you want. Nor what you need. The eyes that scream I’m sorry you’re still not over your ex have been all you received from everyone in your classes for the last three months. “It’s hard, Y/N, I know it is. But Leo Reilly was no good for you. He’s a sweetheart and a great friend,” she sighed, walking over to your leaned back head and playing with your hair gently, “but we all know that he has a little trouble when it comes down to long-term stuff. He just lives for the fun of it all, and so should you.”

You consider her words carefully. By no means are you one to turn down a party, you adore the process of getting ready, slathering yourself in richly scented perfumes and oils that make you glow, and pregaming shots with all your closest friends, yet you aren’t exactly spontaneous. Hookups are a foreign concept to you. The mere thought of not organizing a get-together makes you sick. 

But dating Leo Reilly was like a rollercoaster. From the instant he entered your life, he had encompassed you in his sunshine-filled haze, dragging you through pretty drunken nights and rosy smiles in the early morning. Maybe it was because being with him was like inhaling fresh air after being trapped in a hot room or coasting along a highway with every car window open, but he was your great love. No matter what stupid shit he pulled, what he surprised you with, you managed to just fall into his honey-coated trap more and more, following two pretty azure eyes and sweet-slick words. Loving him was the most spontaneous thing you’d ever done, and it was the one thing that you never would have gotten sick of had he not ended it all so suddenly.

No, no, no! Stupid brain, stupid, dumb, heartbroken… heart. 

Mary’s first rule of moving on was to think vile, foul, nasty thoughts about your ex. Easier said than done. Leo was a dream, one of those that escape you as soon as you wake up. But you still cling to it months later.

“I don’t know, Mary,” you sigh, bringing yourself down from the fluffy, cream clouds of happy memories, not a single one tainted even after he broke your heart. “Maybe I should hear him out. I mean he was my best friend before we started dating, he deserves at least that bit of explanation.”

“What am I, a piece of flesh?” She rolls her eyes and spins your chair around so you can face her. She sees into your eyes. Into your soul. Mary is scary. “You will not talk to that airhead again, okay? It’s no good for you, Y/N, how many times can I-“

The phone began to ring again with exigency, cutting your friend off effectively. A growl escaped her lips and if her eyes were indicative of her frustration, the phone would be melted into a puddle of liquified periwinkle plastic. “That goddamn phone, I swear I’ll rip it off the damn wall.”

“I’ll mute the phone for now, just so we don’t get any more ringing,” you lie through your own teeth, shooting up from the chair and making quick steps over to the phone. Each glide of your sock-covered feet against the rough carpet makes your heart thrum. The phone immediately starts ringing again after its brief pause, just like it has been doing for the past three months. And for the past three months you’ve been able to ignore his incessant calls without (too much) issue. 

Yet now, you make your decision quickly. It’s pretty easy given it’s the one you’ll make over and over again.

Your roommate can see it too and does nothing but groan a pained, “if you get hurt again it’s gonna be all on you, Y/N.” Her feet carry her to her bed where she faceplants and covers her head with a pastel pink pillow, covering her ears in a dramatic fashion. You roll her eyes at the overly exaggerated actions and let your fingers just graze the phone. It’s stupid, to be so afraid of a small box that carries nothing but messages and voice, but to you it’s your greatest rival. Lots of tussles and silent glares have been had with this telephone. 

You grasp the phone like a lifeline when the courage finally reaches you. The plastic is cool under your heated skin but you feel as if it’ll slip from your sweaty fingers as soon as you bring it up to your ear. The ringing stops and there’s just quiet, huffing breaths coming through the speaker. The mere thought of him makes you shiver, but not more so than when his voice finally carries through.

“Y/N?” You haven’t heard his voice in so long. The low whine of his words makes your heart churn violently. “‘S it really you?”

A breath catches in your throat. And a whimper escapes. He catches it and you can hear a gulp and sigh before he speaks again.

“C-can you, uh, come over? I need you, baby.” You can hear the phone shift along with his body movements but what really surprises you is the pained groan that comes through the speaker. It’s guttural and that alone sends fear racing through your blood cold. “I need you.”

He doesn’t need to explain himself. He never has, and never will need to because in the end it’s always you who’s running to him. Stretching the cord of the phone out long and tense, you race as far back to your bed as you can to grab a vibrantly-colored scrunchie and your most comforting button up to cover your tank top before answering him with haste.

“I’ll be there, Leo, just hold on, alright? Just give me a few minutes and I’ll be right back over at your house, baby.” He hums softly and you rush back to hang up, struggling to shove your shoes on your feet without having to unlace them.

“Baby?” Mary fixes you with one more disapproving expression, giving herself one last chance to change your mind. Yet she still does nothing to physically restrain you from visiting your ex. She probably knows it’d be fruitless either way. “Just like that you’re all over the moon for him again?”

Your blue Nikes are on and out the door in answer.

The run over to Leo’s is brisk. Early December brings a frosty snow across Upstate New York, capping off the dying bushes and leafless trees. Buildings have a coat of condensation covering their windows, obscuring what you can only hope is a cozier inside. The air has to be well in the low twenties today, you realize as your breath comes out in vapor, dissipating as you walk through it repeatedly. The few people you pass by shiver as they stroll, clutching to their loved ones or wrapping their arms around themselves. However, the light wash jeans and long-sleeve you adorn do pretty well in keeping you warm.

The shirt is one of Leo’s, you realize as soon as you enter his neighborhood. Oversized, a pretty lilac shade, you remember how you’d woken up the morning after you first slept together and stole it from him, forever making it a home in your collection of clothes. When he’d broken up with you he’d never asked for it back- he actually hadn’t asked for a single thing from you. Not that he should’ve, you deserved more than kindness after he abruptly ended the relationship, but still it was sweet. He was sweet. 

Still continuing to walk at a quick pace, you find yourself pulling up the collar of the shirt to your nose. Your eyes flutter shut as soon as the scent of Giorgio Beverly Hills fills your nostrils. The cologne has always been a little strong, your man- Leo wasn’t too good at subtlety. However, you suppose that’s just one more reason your heart refused to let the dorky idiot go. 

And more importantly, the scent of the cologne, of him, is the only thing keeping you from completely sprinting and sliding across the icy sidewalks to see if he’s okay. Your heart races as you see his house down the road and it’s the spicy sandalwood and carnation flowers that are keeping it from popping out of your damn chest. 

You barely realize when you reach his house. It’s right on the edge of the waterfront, water with boats taking up what seems like every crevice of the small port. You’re able to point out his ship pretty easily- it’s a shiny white with pretty navy blue cursive lettering. The day he’d blown nearly a hundred grand on it was the day his mother had had contact with him for the first time in nearly two years, only to yell at him and ask what the hell he was doing with his life. A shudder passes through you at the memory, your fear increasing only more as you ascend the steps of the black wood and brick two story. 

He opens the door before you can even knock. A poorly bandaged hand lays dead at his side, nose slightly crooked and a smattering of blood spread across the color of his lime green button up. A pair of rockstar jeans hug his legs that seem to be about the only thing of him that isn’t busted up. Wild, blond hair looks as though it’s been pulled and dragged through the dirt, sticking up in different directions, yet it doesn’t deter you from almost crying at the mere look of him. And the sight of his pretty, lit up, cerulean eyes when he sees you for the first time in three months is what makes you whimper, nearly knocking the air out of your lungs. 

Even through his injuries, he has the audacity to hit you with one of those smirks. The one where the right side of his mouth lifts up and you can see his smile, pearly teeth grinning at you with oozing boyish charm. His wide eyes get a little bigger when they roll over the old shirt of his you adorn. So it’s even more audacious of him to ask, before you can check in on his physical state, “that my Ralph Lauren button-up?”

Out of all the things you expected him to say, that was not one of them. You feel burning heat prickling at your pores despite the freezing weather and you begin to pluck and pull at the thick material, wishing in the very moment that it would burn up in flames and vanish from your body. But then you would be left in your tight tank top. Oh God, you don’t think you’d be able to handle that heated look of lust he used to hit you with when he wanted sex. You’d give in far too easily. 

You knew that he was going to bring it up and it still throws you off guard. “Y-yeah,” you finally meet his fond gaze, throwing him a tiny but genuine smile when you see his own. It’s truly infectious. “I guess you just forgot it when you left.”

The memory of what he actually did forces a cloud of self disappointment to wash over his previous joy in seeing your face. And you look just as pretty as he’s dreamed for the lonely three months after he left you, even as your eyebrows furrow and your lips sour into a pout. 

Leo has no right to feel remorse for what he did to you. He made his choice and that afternoon you had begged for an explanation and wishfully hoped for one, but right now, in front of him, with the sheer amount of audacity and shit he’d pulled within the short minute of you standing cold on the welcome mat, you’re a little short of pissed off. 

You gently brush past him as you walk into the house, the comfort of the living room fireplace warming your bones. It looks… a lot worse than the last time you’d been there. Bottles are strewn lazily around across the floor, cards thrown across the table like a game had been rudely, violently, interrupted. The table too, is also being balanced with a stack of books and magazines under two broken legs, and you wonder what fucking incident forced a mess of that severity.

Leo must notice the confusion and worry in your eyes as he speaks. “Sorry ‘bout the mess,” he sounds sheepish when you turn back to him, his good hand pulling at his shirt like he’s embarrassed. “I think you know it usually looks better.”

He normally does good in keeping his house neat. Or he did at least when you were together. He’s always been rich and he enjoyed splurging on nice things to decorate and treat himself too, yet one thing you’d learned about him in your year of dating was that he enjoyed cleaning. Sometimes you’d wake up in the late morning, skin all warm and sticky from a good night of slumber, and he’d be standing with a pair of sweats on in the closet next to the bed, rearranging his ties by designer. So the sight of the worsened state of the house has you a tiny bit worried for what he’s been facing the past few months since he’d been out of your life.

“What the hell happened in here? It looks like it got rowed over by a bulldozer,” you comment with shock evident in your features. 

It doesn’t take him long to respond, just a simple deep sigh, like he’s a disappointed father of two kids who got caught trying to steal cookies straight from the oven. “I invited Charlie and Mick and some of the other boys from their chemistry class over to play poker this morning. Mick ‘s, uh, he’s-”

You know Mick Leary. He’s an asshole. Hit on you so many times while you were dating Leo and touched you in ways far too inappropriate. More importantly, you know that Leo hates him. They had a few physical fights in which you’d played the dutiful role of doctor and patched him up after. And being the ever-so sweet boy he was, Leo never said a thing afterwards. He tried to be accommodating to the idiot’s needs and insults, but you always were able to see right through him. 

“Mick is an asshole, Leo, you don’t have to pretend with me.” You grumble, crossing your arms at the thought of the disgusting bully.

The blond laughs, giving you a fond grin as he acknowledges your bluntness. “Yeah, he is, I’m not gonna lie about that to you. But he didn’t have the money to pay up for what he’d lost by the end of the fourth round when I pointed it out,” he holds out his bandaged arm with difficulty, “and Mick, uh, he beat the shit outta me.”

You wanna beat the right shit out of Mick yourself for laying a hand on Leo again. But you can’t do that. Apparently he’s run away (yet again) from his anger issues, but you know he’ll be back in about a month or two. He’s been doing this since last year, neither of you know how he hasn’t been expelled yet. So the least you can do for now (and for yourself), is to take care of Leo’s injuries and then immediately leave before you pull any more good memories of your relationship with him from your heart. 

“Well, we’re gonna get you in the shower before I clean you up, stud,” you calmly respond. 

It’s his response that manages to throw you off guard. 

“Are you going to be joining me?” Your mouth falls open at the question. Is he being serious right now? “I only have one working arm right now and my hair could use some loving hands.”

He is being serious. The situation is too ridiculous. Yet you still feel yourself wanting to join him, your heart lurching at the thought of being in such closeness. Down girl. You can’t be foolish like that so you chuckle sharply. Leave it to Leo Reilly to simply have the audacity. 

“I think you’ll manage, baby,” the pet name sends a thrill through him and he follows you like a puppy when you begin to walk away. “Might I also say that you seem spritely for someone who seemed to be groaning a whole lot over the phone earlier,” you gently accuse as you make your way upstairs to his bathroom. 

Immediately a pained, wretched sound leaves his lips and you have to hide your smile by looking down. But he knows that you think it’s funny anyways. You always laugh at his jokes, and that’s why he fell in love with you.

He offers your room to sit down in while he showers in the bathroom next door. Even after a long period of time, his room looks exactly the same as the last time you saw it. From the navy blue comforter and the collage of his near six full years worth of college memories splayed across the wall. You’re featured in many of those. The same pair of Prada sunglasses you’d bought him last Christmas sit on the bedside table, along with your favorite photo of the two of you. It causes your heart to ache even more.

If Leo notices your thrown-off expression he sure doesn’t say anything. In fact, he seems calm as ever as he grabs a few articles of clothing (you notice one of your old, oversized, plush bathrobes you’ve been missing amongst the armfull) and dawdles out of the door into the bathroom next door. 

The water starts up and you can hear when the curtain opens, and those first few moments are quiet. Like, actually quiet. It’s ambiance, silent nature and the pure feeling that you don’t have to do a thing until he steps back in the room. Fingers fiddle with everything as time gets to you- with his old shirt you wear, the sheets on the bed, your hair, until you can’t find one more thing to mess with and decide to take a closer look at the one thing you’ve been eyeing up since the moment you got here.

The picture on the nightstand is one of the only images that is good quality. The rest thrown around his room are either polaroids or cheaply printed out photocopies he got from the convenience store next to the science department back at school for twenty cents. But he has this memory of you framed like a goddess on this nightstand, pure, innocent love captured in an engraved glass frame. 

You’re kissing him. Kissing him good. God damn it, you’re practically devouring his face and you can practically feel the way you’d pushed and tangled your tongue with his, and you can almost see the photos you took after this one with your pretty rose lipstick smeared all over his face. On a sunny spring afternoon, he’d brought you out on the boat, overseeing the waters and greenery of Upstate New York. A simple charcuterie board had been demolished within minutes but none of that mattered, not when Leo tasted like strawberry champagne and had pressed his weight into you while kissing your smile so deeply that he just had to capture the moment with his camera. You spend so long remembering this that you don’t even notice how the water has shut off and the other presence at the doorway, leaning against it and admiring how you admire the memory. 

He catches you longingly staring at the photo of your kiss on the boat picnic and his heart clenches. He misses you too much. It’s painful. Every night he spends tossing awake in the blankets of his bed, reaching out for a cold that only shocks him every time because you’re not there beside him. No longer can he wake you up with a cup of Earl Gray tea and pumpkin pancakes that his nanny taught him to make, no more shopping trips into the city and spoiling you like the princess he knows you secretly are. There’s no more kissing you on boats and lazy makeouts on the pool table in the family room and it’s all his fault in the end. So he looks over at you with one more fond look in his blue eyes, letting them glaze over only a little bit as he keeps your own fondness over the pictured memory in your heart. 

“Hey, Y/N,” he calls and you swiftly turn around, heat crawling up your body at being caught. “I’m, uh, ready for your help, Doc.”

You smile at the little jab to your career choice. “Alright, patient, let’s get you stitched up.” 

He freezes as you trail behind him, turning back to you for a glance. “I-I’m not actually gonna need stitches… right?”

“No,” you laugh, “though that hand needs to be way better bandaged. I’d be surprised if you don’t get an infection.”

The air of the bathroom is humid as you walk in, condensation dripping down the fancy framed mirror and smelling like piña colada three in one shampoo. He’s got an array of random medical supplies spread across the counter as he hops up next to them, a bright smile on his face. The fluffy blue robe (yours) is draping off his shoulders and he’s wearing a Phil Collins concert shirt with a pair of striped boxers underneath it. He looks much better, fresh and clean- the blood has gone away, and with the nose clear, you can see that it’s not too bruised and the crookedness isn’t even as bad as before.

Searching through his stock, you find the rubbing alcohol, bandages, gauze, and Neosporin. His injuries, while less painful looking now, will still need lots of TLC and lots of cotton swabs. 

“How’s life been?” He asks, as if he doesn’t know that you’ve been more miserable than him. His nature is to always try and lighten the mood and while it used to be one of your favorite things about him, currently it’s just making you anxious. You don’t actually have a good reason for why. 

You snort and do nothing but focus on the strip of fabric as it wraps tightly around the space between his thumb and pointer finger. “Not much. I got turned down for my semester abroad in Puerto Rico, the one to help deliver babies.” He recalls you applying for that earlier in the summertime, when all he wanted to do was stare at you in pretty, expensive bikinis and kiss you in the pool. But he’d encouraged you to do it either way. “‘S okay though because it means I can start my med training earlier. I’m pretty stoked about that.”

That takes him a little by surprise. Because he knows you’re crazy smart- you’ve helped him out with essays and studying more than he ever helped you in a year of a relationship- but this is something new. You’re further ahead than two thirds of your class, and though he knows he has no right to, he feels a sense of pride for his girl getting that far ahead. “That’s totally rad, Y/N,” he grins with genuinity, “I’m really happy for you. ‘S there anything else going on, smartypants, or is it just becoming a hero for you right now?”

You scoff at his compliment, but your cheeks heat up nonetheless. “Well, for the past three months there’s also been some psycho calling me and Mary’s room constantly, I almost had to keep her from ripping our phone out of the wall this morning.”

“‘M sorry about that,” you hum in acknowledgement. The apology is almost worse than the moment he broke up with you, but you get through it anyway. Once again, the faster you get done patching him up, the faster you get to run away from everything you’re feeling. But he just has to make it more difficult. And you just have to be curious.

“Why do you do it Leo?” Your words are calm as you bandage him up, but just as piercing and sharp as if you were yelling at him. Your frustration comes through just the same. “You broke up with me. You don’t get to call at two in the morning every night for three months, that’s supposed to be me.”

It’s pathetic and just as petty, you know, but you really can’t help but to wonder why. You were happy. You thought you were at least. A year may have seemed too short and naive to fool around and fall in love, especially when you were fresh out of highschool, but Leo was it for you. It could’ve been ten different storybooks, each starring the two of you, and the ending would be the same every time- Prince Leo would carry you off into the sunset on a majestic black horse, kissing you with everything in his being just like he always had. Never were you able to see one of those happily ever afters ending up like this. 

“I know I don’t have a right to feel upset about this, baby,” he begs for you to ease your glare, but you’re relentless. You may have fallen through on your strength by showing up to his door but you’ll be damned if you let him charm his way back into your arms so easily. As soon as he sees that you’re not going down without a fight, he relents, only slightly. “It was stupid and idiotic and I was scared of what…”

His refusal to finish his sentence pisses you off, and at the same time fuels your curiosity only more. You have the right to know why he broke up with you so easily. 

“Of what, Leo? You’re the golden boy on campus. I literally haven’t met a single person who hasn’t wanted to be with you or be you, and that’s all you’ve ever needed to get along. What the hell were you so scared of that you had to break me?” You hope he can hear the desperation in your voice, the near spiral of insanity you’ve been sent into on the downlow ever since that day. 

“I couldn’t have you leave me,” he admits, tracing his thumb over your cheekbone and down your heated skin. And your chest hurts with his words. “You’re smart and pretty and young, and I’m old, Y/N. Older than you. You’re a sophomore and you’ve got your whole life ahead of you. I mean you’re gonna be a pediatrician, already starting med classes just a few months into your third semester.”

He chuckles almost in a self deprecating way, letting his hand fall from your skin. A barely noticeable whine leaves you as soon as his touch leaves you. “I had to repeat a year. Freshman. Supposed to be the easiest one, and, well,” he sighs with pure sadness, “I managed to even fuck that up. I’m a fuckin’ failure, sweetheart, and I’m fuckin’ old. When I compare it to everything you’ve done with your life, it just…”

He trails off near the end of his sentence, hoping you’ll understand, and you do. You hate the fact that you know exactly what he’s trying to communicate to you. 

Because what a fucking excuse it is. He has the gall to pity himself so much that he broke your heart in the process? What a fucking idiot. Yet your chest still falters when you hear the sheer sadness in his voice. It brings the crack in your heart just a little closer to completely shattering into pieces. His parents weren’t the most supportive of his endeavors, they were absent and judgemental when the time came they actually spoke to him, but he had tried. He was trying. You know him and you knew that his heart was always in the right place, though his trouble in understanding and catching up in some of his academics was what really broke you. 

But you only scoff, swatting his unbruised arm with your own hand before resuming to fix him up. It’s better to leave the things he wants to say unsaid, especially because you know they aren’t true. 

“You’re five years older than me, Leo, don’t make it seem like you’re over a hundred.” Searching through the piling mess of cleaning materials, you find the gauze and Band-Aids, setting a few of them to the side before you begin to apply them to his wounds. “I wish you would’ve just talked to me about this. Could’ve helped you. Could’ve gotten us-” you pause and take a deep, shaky breath before continuing. Today, right now is not the time to be dwelling on what ifs. Those seem like a possibility far away, but with Leo’s warm breath fanning over the soft skin of your face, you can’t be sure of anything. He makes it hard to focus. Your dream boy. “Could’ve gotten you through this easily and I would’ve told you that you’ve never been a failure. Not to me.”

The fast beating of your heart rings in your ears as you refuse to meet his eyes, but feel them roaming your face in wonder. “I always thought of you as my hero, really. My Prince Charming,” you chuckle a bit, swiping the rubbing alcohol pad over the open cut on the bridge of his nose once more as he winces. You blow cold air onto it and Leo can’t help but stare at your puckered lips, painted over in a bright pink gloss. He wonders if you put it on just for him. He hopes you did. “It doesn’t matter how long it takes you to finish college, ‘cause that never was and never will be something I use to define your worth.”

You place the bandage on his nose, covering the cut and ultimately fighting the urge to kiss the tip of it, just to make it feel better of course. He still has injuries upon injuries left on his body- you’ve just scraped the surface by cleaning up his nose and placing an ice pack on his bruised hand, still purple and red from his attempt at roughing Mick up.

Your eyes linger on his remaining injuries before returning to his face, only to find him staring at you already, adoration laced into his expression. You know what this means. You’ve seen the hint of a dopey smile, the flirtatious bright eyes, his tongue running along the expanse of his lower lip because it was the look he’d always given you before apologizing for something. Right after another night where he got a bit too drunk and he would drag you back to this very house, his favorite salmon pink blazer wrapped around your shoulders as he’d pull you in by your belt loops and kiss you until you were putty in his arms. It reminds you of better times, this does, but even with those fond memories, you know you can’t do this. 

“Don’t do this, Leo,” you whisper, your eyes pleading him to either stay or to go, you don’t know which. Because you want and need both. Your blood rushes as you long to grab him closer, but to also smack him in the face and cry, telling him how stupid he was to let his unresolved, unspoken insecurities creep upon him in the form of pure, true heartbreak. “Please.”

But then he whimpers your name. Neither of you notice until his free hand is brushing your hip, but he’s leaning in. Getting lost in the depth only found in the eyes of true love, the pull is undeniable. Just a few millimeters up and you’re kissing him. Leo Reilly. The man who has been the object of your affections since the beginning of your freshman year, the man who your heart belongs to still a year and a half later. He never really lost it in the first place. 

“Baby…” Your hands find purchase on his jean-clad thighs, squeezing gently as his eyes flutter shut. You can feel each individual lash brush your face before the sweet reverie ends. 

No. Absolutely not. This has only ended in one way, always. With sweaty, tangled limbs, a fullness thrumming strong below your stomach, but an emptiness just above it in your dulling heart. You may have fallen through your resolve once to pick up his call and to come over, but what you will not do is stay the night. 

So your body betrays your true desires, pushing Leo’s good shoulder away from where he’s getting too close to comfort, grabbing the glass of whiskey that sat on the counter and downing the rest of it in hopes that it’ll wash the last forty-five minutes away. Craving for a splash of that carefree courage and pure mindlessness you get from the rush of it all. But it seems that the young Reilly’s alcohol fails to deliver- for the first time ever.

Instead, you turn your back to him without another word, leaving him sitting on the counter with the bright blue eyes you love so much dimmed.  

Tears brim at your gaze as you look into the guest bedroom, the elegant yet empty charm of it taking your breath away again, just like the first time you laid your eyes on it. At some point in time you imagined your kids growing up in this room. Maybe it was a naive, foolish thought. You hadn’t even finished college and you were already planning a whole future with the man you’d been dating for a year. But you knew love. Well, you thought you did at some point. 

And that little childish part of you still thrives and strongly pulls at your heart and begs you to take Leo back. 

“Don’t you miss this, baby- miss us?” You don’t push him away as his arms hesitantly surround your waist, his breath blowing the small baby hairs around the base of your neck against your all too suddenly heated skin. 

“I don’t wanna get hurt again, Leo,” you whisper, tears caught up in your voice. You're just thankful he can’t see how pathetic of a mess you really are in his arms. “I can’t do it again, ‘s too much hurt.”

“I know what you wanted, baby,” he speaks into your hair as your body freezes with cold realization. He senses your fear and he massages the skin of your hips “I wanted to marry you so bad. Promised myself that as soon as I graduated I’d buy you a ring. And then I’d be able to give you everything you ever wanted.”

The ghost of two little kids with your eyes running around the spacious room fade away just as easily as they appeared, and you know he’s referring to that kind of want. It was something you thought you kept well hidden, but he knew you. Apparently not enough to know that the only thing you’d ever needed was for him to love you unconditionally. 

“Nothing ever beat you, Leo.” Your face heats up with his words. Pressure was something that he didn’t deal well with. Were your fantasies his pressure? Were you the bane of his stress? God, you hoped not. “I-I don’t need all that to be happy, I never needed that to be happy with you because I already was happy. Your love was more than enough.”

“Then why don’t you come take it again?” He spins you around like a princess, holding you with such delicacy and poise that you feel like one too. His eyes bore into your own with ferocity, but unlike those you’ve known before, they’re full of tears and pleading. Of unspoken apologies and more importantly, they scream I love you. After all, you know him just as well as he knows you. “I will never stop loving you. I don’t know how many phone calls or date nights or whatever it is that you want it’ll take to get you back, but I’ll do whatever it takes, princess. You’re all I’ve ever needed. You’re the only one I’ve wanted.”

The damn breaks loose, as do your inhibitions and your truth. The truth is simple- you love Leo, and much like him, you’ll never stop. You never really did.

Tears run down your face, but they aren’t full of agony anymore. Heartbreak is soothed over with this peace of mind you gained, the crack in your heart sewed back together with the way he whispers princess. “We’ll take this slow,” you grin, biting back the large smile you really want to as his eyes light up. He doesn’t hold back his pure happiness, fat drops of his ebullience rolling down his face as he presses his forehead to yours. It’s intimate and close and real and something you missed and longed for. His touch lit up your skin with fire, but the fireplace kind of fire, warmth and comforting and familiar. That’s what Leo was to you. “It’s going to take a while to adjust. It has been three months, and it’s gonna be awhile ‘til I can trust you again.”

Your nose nudges his, smiles mirroring each other as giddiness slowly but surely overtakes him. “Whatever you need, baby,” he answers immediately, responsive and accommodating each and every whims of yours. “I’ll give you a ring, I swear, one day.” You whisper something about how that’s the exact opposite of taking it slow, but you don’t really mean it. If he dropped to his knee and proposed in three seconds time you’d say yes. He playfully rolls his eyes at the truth of your statement still. “We’ll still wait until after I graduate, which might take a while considering this is my second senior year, but God, one day I’ll marry you, I swear it.” He’s never been so charming as in this moment, sweeping you off your feet like in all your storybook fantasies and stealing your heart in the process. 

“I can help you out- tutor you maybe, you know? Speed up the process a little bit.” You suggest softly with a grin, grabbing him around the waist even tighter as you stain his own cheeks with your tears, salt and unadulterated joy leaking from your eyes and mixing with his. A full smile finally takes over your lips, wide and stretched, breaking those pearly whites out for the first time in three long months. “I’m somewhat of a scholar myself.”

He groans at your little burst of cockiness, but he loves it because he has you back. He missed you more than anything. Missed the smartass side of you mostly though. With his large hands he squeezes your hips and pecks your nose chastely, knowing that the both of you wish for more than just that. But he's not going to mess this up, he can’t because you’re his lifeline and all he has left and he can’t spend one more minute without being encompassed by the thrill of your love. So he takes it slow. “Let me get another drink before you start with all your smart science shit, baby.”

As he turns to go grab the bottle of Riesling he’s been planning on splitting with you if he was ever lucky enough to get you back, you slap his ass and take childish happiness in the way he yelps in surprise. Your hands curl over his shoulders and run down his slender chest before he surprises you himself by turning around and lifting your chin with just three fingers, capturing your lips in what has to be the world’s best reunion.

Your laughs taste better than any alcohol he’s ever been able to get his hands on, a high rushing through him like he’s never experienced from full house parties or running midnight in the freezing ocean. Because your love will always melt him at the end of the day. And he will always be your savior. He is your Prince Charming, after all.

He groans into your mouth and you allow his tongue to caress your lips open. A symphony of pure harmonious care and adoration surrounds you. Your hands card through the short curly blond hair that sits wet and unkempt on his head, tugging when he nips at your bottom lip. His arms tighten around your waist to pull you in closer to his body, molding your skin together like puzzle pieces just slotting together in the most pleasing way. There’s nothing remotely sexual about it because it’s just love. You are in love.

It looks like you’ll end up staying the night after all.

[a-bunch-of-scourge-aus]

Just found this blog and 1) i love it 2) what are all your aus about? I saw you have them listed in your pinned post and im curious to the premise behind each one

Oh boy I am so glad you asked!

I pared back some of the AUs cause I refined them over time but the ones I'm still holding onto are Dad au, Cookie Crumbles, Trek au and of course Uncle au. Details under the cut cause it got long.

Dad au has gone through the most revisions but right now it is Scourge is doing his war lord/villain thing on Moebius, occasionally butting heads with Sonic (Modern). When Scourge finds out one of his hookups resulted in a kid he initially took the kid in as an "heir" to better establish himself and a "dynasty" in his world. Although not much time passes before this Scourge comes to care for his son (named Roen which means "Son of the King"- Scourge is a cheesy guy at heart) and part of the push and pull of being a warlord means that his enemies will target his son. Scourge decides he is over that and does a final large heist on his Sonic's world and disappears with the spoils. Spoils which Scourge used to pay off his enemies and pay Rouge the Bat for her help and connections hiding him and his son away on Mobius, Sonic's world. So the au is a villain in retirement trying to live under the radar and raise his kid who inherited all of his powers and aspires to be a hero like Sonic.

Note: In this au very few people know Roen is Scourge's son/ that Scourge has a son at all. Its rumored there was an illegitimate child but people belief it is just rumor or the kid died if there was one. As far as anyone knows, Scourge pulled off a huge caper and disappeared to the pages of history.

Cookie Crumbles au is about a Scourge who Wachowski and Uncle encountered that took advantage of Wachowski's good nature and almost got him hurt really bad. Uncle was livid and beat him within an inch of his life and frankly this Scourge's (who will be lovingly dubbed Greenie later in the au) life only went down hill from this point on. Greenie is in and out of prison, had no success with his criminal career, and for some reason slowly looses his speed. Near the end of his down fall as he is getting close to scraping rock bottom, he eats a cookie at a shop that is one of the best cookie's he'd ever tasted, but when he returns to the shop again its closed. Greenie has been a terror to everyone he knew, has no speed or power to back up his nasty attitude, and believes he chased off any case worker who would be obligated to help in. In a bout of depression he attempts to recreate the cookie and teaches himself to bake. His current case worker (a kind little chick-a-dee) hasn't given up on him but its not until he runs out of money and is in the deepest of his depression that he takes her help. And when she realizes he not only has a skill she can use to find him a job but he is really good at baking, she hooks him up with a bakery run by two lesbians' who are willing to take him in. Greenie in this au learns to bake, helps the bakery, and eventually starts to make connections with other people. His villainous drive gets turned to baking and soon to being the best baker on the planet.

Note: this au does discuss some tougher topics such as Greenie is a recovering addict, has very severe depression and a traumatic past, but its an au focused on healing and making amends where possible and finally recreating that perfect cookie he ate years ago.

Trek Au is another Dad au, one of the older ones but I made a more movie inspired Scourge design. In this world there is a cosmic being called Solaris that is destroying their universe. Most of the universe's population has moved to a space faring species that lives in ships, or other space towns/cities, that are trying to out run the wave of power erupting from Solaris called the genesis wave. Due to the level of threat Solaris has become the No Zone and Zone cops have forcibly occupied his dimension seeking the heroes to defeat Solaris and prevent this cosmic horror from escaping and destroying the multiverse. The Zone Cops and Warden Zobotnik run this universe like a prison/police state and serve as a primary antagonist. They created Scourge by finding who is counterpart in this universe was (just a normal kid) and preemptively detaining him and branding him a destined to be criminal. Scourge was terrorized in prisons and when he got out returned to a home that was cold to him. He left his old name behind and decided that "if they want me to be a Scourge they are going to get one". This Scourge ends up joining a group of mercenaries who are run by Fiona the Fox's father. Fiona's father names Scourge as his heir and when he dies Scourge and Fiona terrorize the universe and the Zone cops (lots of drama there I'll get into later) but Scourge ends up growing tired to conquering and seeks to build a community, especially after adopting a young orphaned hedgehog he calls Sonic and a twin tailed fox he calls Tails. Fiona's thirst for power is still strong so she disposes of him and his kids and Scourge manages to escape with the children and a resistance fighter, Vanja, his people had captured weeks earlier. Before this gets any longer, He and Vanja fall in love and conceive Silver, and proceed to adopt Blaze, Rouge, and Shadow as well over the course of the au. This au is about building a community in a world run by people who do everything in their power to isolate and break apart communities, and the struggle between fighting the big fight or just taking care of your own.

Note: This one probably has the most complex world building cause the communities are made of space ships that can combine to each other to form a larger ship. When enough combine together they can form these massive space cities. Its just that in the past people have tried to drive the Zone Cops out and free themselves of their oppressive rule and failed. Now you need a permit to allow more than a certain amount of people to travel together otherwise its called "Unlawful Assembly". Scourge doesn't want to engage Zone Cops anymore and believes there is not much they can do but survive. Vanja may love her family but her drive always tells her to rejoin the rebellion cause she feels it will work. Neither Scourge nor Vanja know that the exact heroes the Zone Cops occupied their universe to find are their own children. The Zone Cops didn't know Scourge had the children until Scourge adopted one of their secret agents.

[sxnnimoon]

A Child?

**** Yet another tv show I am obsessed with. Klaus Mikaelson will always be my favorite! I kept Hopes birth the same but didn’t include all that happens to her being a first born as she isn’t in this. Hope ya’ll enjoy this one!***

Klaus x daughter!reader

Summary- You are Klaus’s first born and are rushed back home per your fathers request as he has to tell you something that can’t be spoken over the phone. Upon arrival you are met by family and met with a new face who will change your life forever. 

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Being a hybrid had its perks, but being the daughter of the most hated man known across the world, definitely was the icing on the cake, you inherit all his enemies. Some want to worship you, others wanna be you, hell even sleep with you. If you hadn’t guessed by now Niklaus Mikaelson is my father, I happen to be the first child from the original hybrid, besides Marcel. But you get the picture. My mother met Klaus 22 years ago while visiting New Orleans, she had triggered her curse on accident when some drunk asshole tried groping her. She knew of her curse but wasn’t prepared for this day at all, my father instantly took a liking to her and helped her out and what do you know nine months later I popped out. I’m 21 now, I had been travelling since my mother's death, my father sent me money here and there. I was having the time of my life, parties, hookups, getting any and everything I want, that was until my father demanded I come back home as he had something he needed to tell me in person. I could only imagine what my father was to lay into me about this time. 

***time jump***

Ahh did I miss New Orleans, it was my home, my childhood was here. So much had happened here from Dahlia to aunt Freya returning, Ester and Mikael. It was a mess but it was my home. The compound hasn’t changed in these five years. You walked in hearing yelling, ahh things still hadn’t changed.

“What is with all the yelling.” you spoke startling everyone. “I’ve been gone for what 5 years and you all choose to banter on?” 

“Y/n, how I missed you. You’ve grown up on me.” Kol frowned jokingly.

“Oh how I haven’t missed you dearest Kol.” you smirked.

“Don’t be harsh now Y/n, we’ve all missed you.” your Elijah spoke bringing you in for a hug.

“And what exactly is it my father needed to tel-” you were cut off by an unfamiliar voice.

“Who the hell is this?” the unknown woman spoke.

You noticed a pregnant woman walk into the room. Boy this is gonna be an eventful time back.

“I could ask you the same question, love.” you crossed your arms. “I’m Y/n and who might you be?”

“I’m Hayley.” she said.

“Now now dearest niece, play nice.” Rebekah spoke finally.

“Niece?” Hayley questioned.

“That would be correct love. I am the daughter of Klaus.” you said facing her now.

“I see you two finally met.” and the devil has spoken. 

“ Father.” you smiled hugging him. “Now I suppose she is the reason you’ve called me here?”

“You would be quite right my dearest.” he smirked.

You’d learned that her full name was Hayley Marshall. She and your father had hooked up while he was back in Mystic Falls. To say you were surprised was an understatement. You’d been the first born tribrid, and now there would be two? Lord, my father may die. 

“So you mean to tell me, you were dumb enough to fall for my father and am now pregnant?” you joked.

“Ouch, love I love you too.” he faked hurt.

“When you put it like that yeah.” she chuckled. “I was drunk and dumb. But this baby is the blessing out of that.”

You smiled. She reminded you of your mother a bit, the way she carried herself with such poise and looked like an angel yet she could rip you a new one at any moment. This child could mend everything back to the way things were.

****Fast forward to when she gives birth.****

The witches really messed up big time. They kidnap Hayley to sacrifice my baby sister. That’s not gonna slide, my father is enraged. I other than uncle Elijah are the only ones who can calm him down when he’s like this. But since Elijah was elsewhere, I had to go after him. I was right on his tail. As soon as he walked in he was immediately attacked but lord were the witches in for a surprise. I stormed in just as they cut Hayley’s throat.

“NO!” my father screamed.

I immediately broke each witches neck one by one, my father since been released from his hold helping me along the way. I grabbed my sister as he checked out Hayley, he instantly shed a tear at the sight of her. She was dead. I looked down at the child in my arms no doubt she looked like a Mikaelson but she was all Hayley. It hurt knowing she wasn’t going to see her mother, and Hayley to not see her daughter grow. 

Elijah had finally stormed in.

“HAYLEY! KLAUS! Y/N!” he screamed, stopping as he saw Hayley in my father's arms.

“How could you have let this happen?!” he shouted. 

“I was bested Elijah.” my father said.

“Bested? My brother the invincible hybrid? Was bested?!” he was too worked up.

“ENOUGH!” I shouted as best I could.

I obviously startled my uncle as he hadn’t seen me. He was about to speak once again until he noticed my sister in my arms.

“This doesn’t justify HER DEA-” he was cut off by a loud gasp from the otherside of the room.

We all turned looking at a very much alive Hayley with her hand on her neck. 

“Hayley!” You shouted running to her.

You hugged her close trying not to squish my sister.

“Careful.” you spoke softly “Wouldn’t want to squish the little one.”

She looked in awe at the child.

“Do you wanna hold her?” you gestured toward her.

You gently handled her to Hayley. The look on her face was breathtaking. She couldn’t stop looking at her. 

“You know she needs a name.” my father said neither of us noticed he had walked up. 

“He’s right,” Elijah then spoke. “She’s gonna need one if she has any hope surviving this family.”

“Hope.” Hayley said. “Her name is Hope, Hope Mikaelson.”

[heartsworn]

*    🐸    ━━━━   𝐃𝐈𝐆 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐑.

( MICHAEL EVANS BEHLING, 24, HE/HIM ) | MANU OF MALDONIA is the CHILD OF TIANA & NAVEEN, who is also a MIDDLE SIBLING TO FOUR SIBLINGS. Whispers in Auradon claim that they are CHARISMATIC + ARROGANT, aligning them with the rebellion against the monarchy. Something wicked is brewing in Auradon, keep your wits about you.

𝐢.  ━━━━  𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

name. manu endymion of maldonia.

nicknames. none really, though he loves being called prince.

age. twenty-four.

faceclaim. michael evans behling.

sexuality. bisexual, biromantic.

gender. cis man, he / him pronouns.

parents. tiana & naveen.

positives. charismatic, ambitious, generous.

negatives. arrogant, jealous, vain.

𝐢𝐢.  ━━━━  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

the forgotten middle child, that’s what manu felt like growing up. born third in a line up of five children, he was neither heir nor spare --- and not the baby of the family either. manu was loved, of course, but he wanted more than anything to be special. he was a jealous boy, something he did not hide well as a child, but has since learned to conceal.

unfortunately for everyone, manu takes after his father’s worst traits --- mixed in with a bit of his mother’s ambition, creating the perfect picture of arrogance. 

he grew up learning to hone his skills, though he wasn’t necessarily all too much of an academic, he learned his histories and his politics well enough, but where he really starred was the physical department. talented at swordfighting, horseback riding, and various sports. combined with his charisma, he admired to be his parents’ favorite, the one they considered the very best of their children.

in that department, manu did not succeed --- and he’s spent the rest of his life with a complex to show it. he sneered at the villain kids when they first arrived, exclaimed in anger when they took control of the world. even though truth be told, he had more in common with them than he cared to admit. 

when he learned about the rebellion, manu at first did not wish to have anything to do with it. he could not be bothered with the work it involved, but mostly --- his brutish brain struggled to understand what was truly going on.

his eventual signing up for the rebellion was a mixture of reasons. the first, his current lack of status. manu doesn’t know who he is in this world without his parents’ rule, doesn’t feel like he has the power to lord over anyone anymore --- and he doesn’t like that. however, it took a while to get through his brain that this could also be his way to “glory”. if he helped the rebellion win back what they’ve lost, his parents must recognize that, right? he feels it would give him the respect he “deserves”.

𝐢𝐢𝐢.  ━━━━   𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃.

i don’t feel like manu has that many friends, but i feel like he would have some admirers? people who just want to be in the same social circle as him, who he’s kind of collected over the years to hang around. a clique of “friends” that aren’t REALLY friends but have a nice aesthetic or smth LOL 

that being said, i would like him to have maybe one or two actual friends? it’s likely people who he can tolerate enough, probably even in ways where they try to get him to be a better person? i’d also be down for the other way around, a new friendship with one of the vk’s who understands his jealousy & ambition. 

i would love a very serious, very angsty ex-relationship! like something that got very intense, to the point where manu was like step on the breaks!!!! and likely ended it badly because he got too scared. honestly, it could’ve even been to the point where they were engaged... i have ideas... 

just like mor, i’d love hookups and enemies, i think both of those are p easy with manu as well --- but really, i’d LOVE ANYTHING!!! i’ll give u big smooches <3

[jcrdvn]

[ alex fitzalan, cis male, he / him ]. hey, is that [ jordan reeves ]? i figured it was them because they’ve been blaring [ fairly local by twenty one pilots ] all day. i hear they’re still living in [ mountainside village ]. everyone says they’re [ hedonistic & supercilious ], but i think they’re [ resolute & urbane ]. whenever i see them, i think of [ crisp white shirts with the sleeves rolled up, calloused fingertips riddled with paper cuts, & a subtle smirk under stormy eyes ].  

hey, hi, hello! i’m chrissie and i’m super duper excited to be here n plot with you all : ) this is my trash kid and troubled son jordan. he’s honestly the worst but like he’s secretly a marshmallow under the surface, he just doesn’t ever show it. he feels like he’s the worst so he acts like he’s the best lmao he’s a very direct, aloof, deadpan snarker and carries around a lot of trauma and anger but is always up for a good time. he also has major daddy issues, like wow. feel free to hmu for plots and connections or light up that lil grey heart n i’ll shimmy myself into your ims! 

the basics.

JORDAN OLIVER REEVES     —     twenty-five, aries, the arcane, struggling musician   +   part-time writer !

possible triggers   :   infidelity, divorce, alcoholism, drug abuse, cancer, death, car crash, funeral.

tl;dr.     ah, here he is—my tol, troubled, grouchy son : ' ) don't u just adore ur resident trashy, snarky, but precious and sad fuckboi muse? bc i know I DO! anyways, before i digress, i'll cut to the chase. so, the reeves family: a line of manhattan-born businessmen / lawyers / diplomats etc. they're dripping in wealth, not always as squeaky clean as they portray themselves as to be. jordan’s dad was a douche, expected both of his sons to follow in his shadow and become lawyers, ran around behind his wife's back: the whole shoot and shebang of a classic a-hole. he always kind of ignored jordan in favour of his eldest son so jordan kinda became hard-hearted and resentful due to the lack of his father's attention. skip a few years and jordan spied his dad cheating on his mother with his secretary though he refused to tell another soul for fear of any potential backlash. soon enough, his mother found this out for herself, their argument ruined jordan’s thirteenth birthday party then they divorced soon after. his mother fell off the wagon, became terminally ill—all while his father was remarrying and expecting a daughter with his secretary. it was a hella rough two years for jordan. it got even worse. eventually, his mother passed away and his step-mother divorced his father to breeze off into the sunset with her new lover; leaving her daughter with her piss-poor excuse of a dad. at this point, jordan was lonely and angry but adopted the role of his step-sister's protector, shielding her from their father's increasing substance abuse induced violence. just before his seventeenth birthday, his father died in a car crash. of course, jordan didn't entirely mourn the loss. almost immediately, he and his younger sister moved in with their elder brother who helped jordan get into university. with dear ole dad out of the picture, he could finally pursue his interest and flair for music. after he graduated, he moved to stowe, pennsylvania with his brother and brother's family which is where he’s been living for the last few years. he's kinda ... struggling to break into the music industry but lord knows he tries his best. gold star for him, no? he plays a few gigs here and there, he gets by, makes the most of what cards the big bad world has dealt him. on the side, he writes occasional pieces for the local paper to aid in tiding him along. he's a determined son of a gun, we have to give him that! he isn't as cutthroat or ruthless as his father and uncles ( and, to a degree, even his brother ) but he does have trust issues and keeps everyone at arm's length hence his rather promiscuous background, oop? deep down, he has a good heart even if he does seem like a distant asshole on the surface. but, hey! he learned how to perfect a façade from the best—cheers papa reeves!

random extras.

he’s pretty nifty with his fists.

although he comes across as cocky and full of it, his mental health isn’t actually the best which is why he sometimes seems to fall off the face of the earth and sometimes becomes distant and aloof.

loves horror movies.

tends to repress his emotions until he explodes.

healthy coping mechanisms?? he doesn’t know them.

doesn’t fully trust anybody.

the only person he’s ever truly hated was his father.

is actually really kind and compassionate underneath.

is prone to pushing the self destruct button.

suffers from severe insomnia. legit only sleeps two or three hours a night, if he’s lucky.

low key afraid of cats but its cool, he’s a dog person anyway.

comes across as a narcissistic douchebag but that’s just what he wants you to think.

favourite coping mechanism? isolation.

is a little snarky and grumpy but if you manage to break this exterior, you’ll find he’s quite witty and easy going.

wanted plots.

ok so bc i have like two brain cells ( three on a good day, which, i admit, is rare ) i’m terrible at coming up with plots / connections but i’ve listed a few that i’d love to play out and develop!

naturally, i’d love to explore the pre-established connections for olivia and lyndsey and see what we could come up with to deepen those!

a best pal: someone he could trust, confide in and actually be 100% himself around.

friendship bonds: ex-friends, exes who are now friends, frenemies, fwbs, a secret friend from cumberland hills.

romantic bonds: exes of all kinds, secret hookups, former hookups, current hookups, past flings.

hostile bonds: enemies and rivals, friendships that have turned sour for whatever reason, clashes of personalities.

basically anything and everything pls n thank u! <3