#and when i kept saying 'oh do i like elsa?? yeah i do!!'

[slashingdisneypasta]

Oh my goodness, a little girl went to great pains to say I was like Elsa today!!!!! XD I can't even, that's so sweet.

[edelweiss123]

(Posting this in case Disney starts delving the sticky pits of tumblr for plot ideas because I accidentally Goncharov-ed my niece with "spoilers" for Frozen 3 and now I need it to happen the way I said it would because I'm like 90% sure my plot is better anyway.)

So, my nieces (6, 3) were drawing Frozen Characters with their Frozen crayons, as one does, and asked me who my favorite character was. I have never watched either movie the whole way through, but know all the Lore from my local, very dedicated tiny Elsa cosplayer.

"Oh, I like Gooblaf" I say and they laugh.

"No, but who really?" I act shocked.

"You don't remember the part with Gooblaf? But that's (Grandpa's) favorite too!" I make eye contact across the room with my father, the man who taught me the art of Committing to the Bit. The girls ask him.

"Oh yeah, my favorite is Gooblaf". Younger niece starts adding Gooblaf to her drawing, but 6yr old isn't buying it. She has watched both films 278 times. She *is* Elsa as far as she is concerned.

"Gooblaf isn't a real character," she insists.

And I could have let it end there.

But I didn't.

Instead, I remembered:

"Oh that's right! Gooblaf is from Frozen 3, so of course you don't remember!" She perks up.

"What? How do you know what happens? Did you see it? It's already out?!"

"Oh yeah they gave out tickets for a preview"

"Can I get a ticket?!"

"Oh, uh, no, they only gave some adults tickets so they could watch and make sure it would be good for their kids."

"Awwwwww...."

"...But I can tell you about what I remember!"

I only intended to give her a vague summary but this Superfan wanted *details*. So then the story kept getting more and more fleshed out as we went back and forth.

"Frozen 3 is about the secret *third* sister, uhh.... Jorien!"

"And what powers does *she* have? Why is she secret?" And so on. Younger niece interrupts to show me her drawing of Gooblaf. It is a circle with a face.

"How did you know what Gooblaf looks like?" I ask her seriously.

"No way," says older niece.

"No, that's really how he looks: he was supposed to be a snowball but he got too big and he rolls around instead of walking."

And of course, I tell them the rest. How Jorien the secret sister has *water powers* because while the King and Queen were on their last voyage they had a *baby*, and when the storm sank the ship she landed in the water and magic turned her into a mermaid to save her! But she's only *part* mermaid see, so when she's dry she's human. And she's taken in by other mermaids... and because she was just a baby, she doesn't know about her sisters!

So after Frozen 2 the kingdom needs money for repairs, so they start fishing a lot more to sell the extra fish. But then there are lots of bad thunderstorms and boats keep getting destroyed, and it turns out it's Jorien! The merpeople don't have enough fish to eat and she's trying to help them!

And it was at the point that the 6yr old started drawing Jorien and asking what color she was that I realized what I had wrought. This is the same child who, when she asked me what "yes" in spanish was side-eyed my "Si" and walked to the next room to ask Alexa. Her hunger for more Frozen content had won against her natural skepticism, and now I can only hope that the "real" plot somehow manages to top mine in 3 years.

Maybe she'll have grown out of Frozen by then.

Or maybe she'll have a 5th Elsa dress.

[localfanbaselurker]

I’m watching “Voltron: Legendary Defender” for the first time and these are my compiled thoughts.

This is Season 3

(S 1-2) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8)

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<this one will be a little longer because I took more pictures when I watched these two seasons, as I got a little more invested in the show>

(Edit: apparently I can only put 10 pictures per post, so while I planned for this to be season 3 and 4, this has to be a solo season post because I have wayyyy too many thoughts and a lot of them need accompanying pictures)

Pre-Season 3

-> I wonder who is gonna be the new black paladin, I hope it’s Allura. Or Keith I guess, but his ass is NOT ready for leadership

-> I need to know where Shiro is. Bring back my Cruella Deville!

-> the witch is altean! This is gonna be sooo important I just know it

-> I wonder how Allura and Keith will interact now that she sorta accepted him being part galra. that’s actually a really interesting topic.

->Keith being galra is gonna be something very important as well I think.

-> Pidge BETTER find her brother and father this season or I swear Dreamworks is gonna catch these hands

Post-Season 3

-> ^if villain why hot?

->his ideals are giving Roman Empire. (I guess that makes sense considering he’s the prince of the Galra Empire)

->^hmmm.🤨🤔 (I know what you are)

->^Space TyLee! And Space Asami, too!

->^oh so Keith gets to be insecure now, I guess everyone gets their own “angst” episode

->^hes the first to comfort him! is this a “klance” moment? It feels like one

->^Once again have to talk about Allura and her dad. She already threw away all her dad’s memories and his “essence” of him. Now she can’t even stay connected to him by piloting his lion ☹️. I genuinely get so sad every time I think about her. 🙁 All I do at 3 am is cry. 😕

->I originally got super sad about that, but then she became the blue one and I was really happy. But I was reallyyyy confused about the schematics of the switches. (still kinda am) like the lions don’t fit their personalities. And isn’t it the point that they get chosen for a reason?? Like when the blue one chose Lance in s1? And the red one chose Kieth, etc. ?? I guess it makes sense for them to call on other paladins when Shiro “dies” (his ass is not dead, I’m 100% sure of that) but Allura fits Black/Red better imo.

-> But then again, I did like how it was executed/explained. “Oh Lance ur the new red one cus you accepted Keith as ur leader and now you have to be the right hand. Get it cus red is Voltron’s right arm??” like yeah. And of course:

->^Allurance!! I finally see it, now.

-> Also, my supposed question about “langst” was proven wrong, there’s more than just the “seventh wheel” episode.

“Not only am I not meant to be the leader, I guess… I guess now I’m not even meant to be a paladin”

He is really insecure about that isn’t he? Does any of this ever get resolved??

-> this season was huge for klance apparently. They have so many moments together. When they get dragged by evil elsa Lotor to that weird planet and have their lions talk face to face, the shoulder touch, them seeking each other out for/being the first to give the other comfort/reassurance, “Leave the math to Pidge” , Lance being the most upset that Keith isn’t at the parade thing, their teamwork in “Tailing a Comet”, “Yeah, who am I gonna make fun of?”

You guys just kept winning this season honestly slay.

-> The Lore drop that Coran did about the creation of Voltron/Original Paladins. Bro

->I’m still hung up on that. Honerva I could have saved you.

-> Gotta say though im all for an evil couple.

-> I loved all the S1 call backs to the original paladins “I’m a leg!” Like yeah 🩷 you are 💛 and the og blue paladin does the “lance in the intro” thing

->^When they form Voltron for the first time in the flashback, the colors are brighter, much like the original 80s show’s colors, and the captions later read “Defender of the Universe”, which was the name of the original Voltron show. This is an especially fun detail because not only are they honoring the “original paladins/voltron” of the show’s lore, they are also doing so in reference to the original show itself, which I think is all so beautiful

->Baby Allura is soooo cute!

-> We get Shiro back! I knew he wasn’t dead. Low key I was scared he lost another arm or something but no! He’s okay 🖤🤍

-> I did some research and it turns out he is in fact 25, I don’t know whether to be happier or sadder for him. On one hand, thank fuck he’s not like 15-17 like the others, on the other hand, he should be at the club. He should be finding love, he should be at his 9-5 paying taxes and doing laundry not having his arm chopped off and replaced with magic and having to fight in the space coliseum and then escaping and having to pilot a giant robot and be a part of an intergalactic war. (I suppose that last part is true for all of them, but the rest is shiro-specific, and it all makes me a little sad)

-> call me crazy but he looked hotter when his hair was long

-> on that note, WHERE did he find a razor. Did he just use a sword or something?? Like in mulan??

-> in “Tailing a Comet”, they apparently meet alternate space reality!Kuvira from atla:lok , and ASR!Bataar Jr. I mean, really, down to the bun and the mole, as well as the controlling dictatorship-esque behavior and the “really, this is actually for their own good” attitude when it comes to said controlling behavior. Did the writers of each show just share ideas or??

-> im so serious with that last question. The thing that came out of the “quintessence rift” that the original paladins had to fight? A dark spirit from LoK: Book 2: Spirits. Whatever tf happened to zarkon when he got too close? When Unalaq got possessed by Vaatu. I mean really, were they just passing cards like go fish?

->I genuinely cried when Keith left for the Blade of Marmora (to save time, I’m gonna start calling them the “Blades” or “BOM”)

-> however, I feel like him leaving for the blades is gonna be really plot relevant later on

-> I think that’s when S3 ended im pretty sure. I don’t have further thoughts other than those I could’ve discussed if I could upload enough pictures for my S4 thoughts that accompanied them.

These are thoughts I’ve had compiled for a while. I finished S3 on 06/26/24 and S4 on 06/30/24. As of today (07/3/24) I am on S5E3.

I will continue to post my thoughts/Updates on the tag “laura’s first vld”

[jesscrazydoodles]

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! I wanna start 2024 introducing my main penguin oc and finally posting his character card that I had in my gallery for far longer that I’m willing to admit 😅

So, This is Jimmy. I took a page out of @flxr-art book and asked her to describe him and this is what she had to say:

“Jimmy is the type of character that acts mostly because of his love ones instead of for himself, and once he learns how to step outside of what he knows is great. He's so very insecure at first, and still is, but he makes due with what he has and even though he's not confident on himself he takes a step outside of his comfort zone for his friends and is very protective of them”

Jimmy has charisma, but he lacks the confidence to back it up. He “knows” a lot of penguins but had little to no friends before meeting Thunder.

He’s on the inattentive side of ADHD and was definitely considered “gifted” as a kid witch gave him such a self worth crisis that still follows him. Basically if he isn’t giving his 110% he doesn’t feel like he’s doing something right. To him, if things are easy, he’s not putting an effort. This mentality has kept him from perusing many opportunities.

He’s the book’s smart to Thunder’s street smarts in the sense that he does that ADHD thing of picking up information like a magnet and knowing a little bit of everything.

As a kid all to way up to early adulthood he had a blog dedicated to conspiracy theories. Ninjas, secret codes, tipping the iceberg, etc. He still logs into it from time to time but since he became a journalist he’s barely been able to update it. Aunt Arctic had always been a role model to him so, in her honor, his screen name for this blog was “Jimmy Arctic” and it stuck.

His mom is Argentinian and his dad was Puertorican but if you ask him up front he’ll just say he’s Argentinian since his dad passed away before Jimmy could really remember him and he doesn’t feel very connected to that side of himself. He’s very close to his mom though. He was born and raised in Club Penguin but his mom moved away after he grew up.

Jimmy is very adaptable to whomever he is with. He can even the playing field easily or match the energy of the other person. He’s actually on his best when playing off of someone else since it forces him to step out of his comfort zone, and explore different facets of his own personality.

On the down side, he can be a bit egocentric, but not in a “oh look at me, I’m the center of the universe” kinda way. All his life it’s been just him and his mom, so that’s his point of reference. It’s more of a “oh, I’ve been stuck inside my own head for so long that I forget the factor the wide range of reactions from others”

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Fun facts:

-“Jimmy” was the name of my first ever penguin in CP. The name comes from that one character in the Kratt brother’s cartoon. To this day I have no idea why I choose it, I didn’t even like the character that much, but regardless, I’m glad I did.

-I named him Juaquin because as a kid, I didn’t like the name. I also didn’t know how to spell it. It’s fine, it’s a running joke. (Also to all Juaquins out there, I do like the name now, I’m sorry 🙏)

-He was originally going to be related to Aunt A. but upon revision, yeah first thing I scratched. The name stuck though.

-He also had a cousin named Elsa who was a whole other mess of a character so I scraped her

-All my ocs are adults in their early to mid twenties, but of the main three, Jimmy is the youngest.

-His dad named him.

-His mom calls him “Quino”

-Has a lot of ADHD headaches

-He has an argentine accent when he speaks Spanish, and while he can mask it pretty well in English it occasionally slips.

-He enjoys card-jitsu as a spectator sport and collects the cards.

-He came up with the band name. Thunder only regrets it sometimes.

-just in case it didn’t make sense, he has a blue puffle named Blue.

-💚🤍🩶🖤

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I still have a lot of this character I could talk about but I want to leave it a little bit brief cause if it was up to me I’d keep going and that’ll just be a nightmare 😵‍💫 if you’ve read this far that probably means a failed to put the “read more” and IM SORRY 🥲 or you actually read all this and just 🥹❤️ thank you!

[ibelieveinahappilyeverafter]

The Mafia Princess Part VIII: The Conversation

Mafia Princess Masterpost

AO3 Link

Winning Result/Previous Chapter: Ask if Desi can drop her off at a McDonald’s so she can get food.

Reminder: The poll for the next chapter will be under the read more at the bottom of the post!

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“I want to go to McDonalds.” Elsa hadn’t even realized she had voiced her semi-hysterical thought until Desi was slowly raising his eyebrows, and, well. At least he had proven by this point that he wasn’t going to shoot her for saying something dumb. 

Considering that, Elsa decided to do what she had done since the moment she knew she was on her own in a world that wasn’t kind. She doubled down. 

“There’s one between this place and the school, if I’m remembering all the streets right, so since you were offering anyways, you can just… drop me off there, instead.” Elsa made sure to cross her arms and take a strong stance, not sure if that made her seem more serious or less. 

She half-expected some dramatic stare-off or for Desi to say something that sounded like some kind of riddle. Instead, all she got was a simple, “Alright.” He then headed back towards the dramatic, fancy mafia car like it was just that simple. 

Unable to help herself, and because the terrifying man with the intimidating voice who was named ‘Scotty’ of all things didn’t seem like he was really listening, Elsa quickly caught up to him to ask, “That’s it? No berating me for my choices, or telling me that as a foster kid I obviously don’t have the money to spend on things like fast food- Not even a joke about how I’m using the mafia as a taxi service?”

“Well, to be fair to your last point, I often use them as a taxi service myself.” Okay, but he was the boss of them. Elsa wasn’t sure that really counted. “As for your first point, why would I? There’s nothing for me to gain by commenting on your behavior except for you to be even more difficult.” 

“Well… Yeah.” Desi slid into the car as Scotty opened the door for him, because yeah, of course. Elsa then, of course, scurried inside the car when Scotty kept holding the door open and giving her a look to hurry her ass up. Probably. She would assume that was what the look meant. “Okay, but what about the second point?” 

“How you spend what funds belong to you is your choice, even in difficult times. Although I suppose, at most, I could always caution you to have a stash tucked away in case of emergencies?” 

“That? That sounded really mafia-like,” Elsa pointed out, half-sure she heard the driver up front laugh. His name had been… Ad-something? “Just to point that out. And make sure you know.” 

Desi, at least, gave one of those little huffs of laughter that assured Elsa she wasn’t about to get in trouble or anything. Plus, it was fun to obviously be on the boss’ good side and have his lackeys be annoyed by her humor and unable to do anything except roll their eyes. (Was Elsa a little upset still over how ‘Scotty’ sounded like he wanted to shoot her when she first picked up Desi’s phone? Hm… Probably not.) 

“Aidano, the closest McDonalds, if you could.” Aidano! That had been the driver’s name! Since Elsa had taken the fancy seat that faced away from the driver, she had to do some twisting and turning to get a glimpse of his face. From what she could see, he looked amused, but didn’t even question it. “Seatbelt.” 

“Huh?” Turning back around, Elsa blinked at seeing Desi was staring at her- Oh. Right. Seatbelt. “Good job. That sounded less like a mafia thing to say.” 

“Oh, well as long as I’m doing a good job to hide it,” Desi drawled in the most dry tone she had ever heard an adult speak in. It was great. Obviously he wasn’t around kids a lot, which meant there was a good chance she could get him to just treat her like a normal human being once she got him past the whole ‘I’m a twelve-year-old girl and obviously need help’ thing he seemed to have going on. 

Taking a moment to finally put her sketchbook back into her bag, Elsa paused as she looked down at the business card she noticed she was still holding. “So… I just come back here, make sure the jacket fits, and that’s… it? I just leave after that?” 

“That’s it,” Desi said, Elsa looking from the card to him, a little surprised that she wasn't surprised with how genuine he sounded. She guessed he had been pretty upfront about everything ever since she had met him, even confirming that he was in the mafia and everything. 

“Huh.” Tucking the card away into her sketchbook, Elsa zipped up her bag, set it between her legs, and then looked back up. If this was her last time seeing an actual mafia boss — and one that wouldn’t even shoot her — then she might as well get some questions answered. “I don’t have a phone and getting to the library sucks some days, so what’s the actual difference between the mob and the mafia?” 

She heard what was definitely a laugh from Aidano and what might have been a startled grunt from Scotty, but Desi didn’t even look caught off-guard. She’d have to work on it. “I mentioned earlier that it was different races, primarily. Since I doubt you’re here for a history lesson, the quickest summary I’ll give you is that the Irish and Irish immigrants founded and control the mob while the mafia is run by those of Italian descent.” 

“Huh.” Not something she probably would have learned in school, but kind of cool to know. “So do you guys really pay off the police? Like in Gotham?” At her wonderful, thoughtful question, Scotty moved his hand so he was rubbing at his eyes and covering his face like he had a headache. Elsa was a little proud of that fact. 

Desi, proving that he was an adult that was actually kind of cool, asked, “The comics, the cartoon, or the show?” She didn’t even care if it was a front and he didn’t know any of it, it still made her opinion of him rise just a little. 

“My first thought was like the cartoon, but if it is true, I kind of pictured it’d be something more like the actual show.” She needed to try and watch more of it. Her last foster home had flipped when they had seen her watching it since she was ‘too young.’ “So, like, do you pay them off? Threaten them? Secretly have your own men infiltrated within their ranks?” 

“Sadly, I’ll have to disappoint and say none of those,” Desi chuckled — a real laugh! — and shook his head. “While we do have a relationship with the police, it can best be summed up as… tense.” 

“Ah. So you’re too good to get caught and when you do you just pay them off,” Elsa nodded, deciding that she probably didn’t want to know any more details like what they actually did as a mafia and all that. Maybe if she met them again. “Okay, so, do you have to be Italian to be part of the mafia? Or just white?”

“Well, you used to have to be full Italian on both sides of your parents.” Desi answered her like he was taking her seriously and it was honestly kind of nice. “Back around 2000, though, it changed so you only needed to be half as long as that half was on your father’s side and not your mother’s.” 

“Sounds patriarchal.” Elsa didn’t get to continue on what she had no doubt would have been a great conversation on feminism and its place in the mafia, but instead she was interrupted by Aidano and the car coming to a stop. 

“Should I remain parked, sir, or would you rather we go through the drive-through?” Hm. Elsa wasn’t sure if that was a sense of humor or not. 

Desi, instead of answering, looked at her. Elsa had a feeling she was about to be given another choice that felt like it wasn’t all that much of a choice. “Would you rather us drop you off like you wanted earlier? Or if you’d like, we can grab you something and then drop you off at your home or school.” 

Well. Nice to see she had been right.

[adequatealias]

Arendelle Adventures Chapter 8 - The Fitting

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35770243/chapters/89198380

Series Summary: The adventures and mishaps of the princesses of Arendelle: Elsa and Anna. one-shots. Chapter Summary: Anna has a dress fitting before Elsa's coronation.

"Princess Anna, please, stand still."

It was early spring, just a few weeks after the princess's eighteenth birthday, and she was being fitted for her coronation dress. Well, not her coronation of course, but her sister's. Anna had been disappointed when Elsa delayed the coronation; originally it was supposed to occur on her twenty-first birthday that previous November. Anna wasn't sure why Elsa had delayed the coronation, but then again, she didn't know why Elsa did a lot of things, so she let it go.

A seamstress had come up to the castle earlier that day, and Anna was having her measurements taken for the coronation dress. Personally, she loved the attention, but Princess Anna wasn't giving much out in return. She kept trying to lean off the pedestal to look at the fabric samples, on to reach out and grab a sandwich off the tray that a maid had brought up earlier. Which was what she was doing when the seamstress caught her again.

"Princess Anna," The women's voice broke into Anna's distracted mind once more, a slightly annoyed look on her wrinkling face.

Anna looked at the seamstress, the sandwich she had plucked still in her grasp, and blushed. "Um . . . yes, my apologies." Anna tried to sound regal or royal or whatever, and straightened her spine. Her cheeks were still flaming, and she probably looked ridiculous with the sandwich still in her hands. She couldn't help feeling embarrassed about being caught.

The juice from the pickles in Anna's sandwich dripped onto her skirt, and Anna silently noted that she either has to walk around smelling like pickles the rest of the day or change her clothes.

The seamstress shook her head at the girl, and picked up her measuring tape. She held on end up to Anna's waist, and unravelled the rest. She grabbed the end once again at the princess's ankle, kneeled so she could more clearly see the number and leaned forward, as she still could not see the tiny number.

The princess let out a single, small laugh, which she covered with one hand. She squirmed and was trying desperately to suppress a smile. "Princess, please, do stay still." The servant chiselled again. Anna tried to straighten her spine again and regain her composer, but lost it almost as soon as she was able to gain it back. She giggled. One of her downfalls was that Anna was very, very ticklish. Especially her stomach, where one of the seamstress's hands were.

Anna regretfully noticed that she was still holding her sandwich, not a single bite taken out of it. She knew that if she tried to lean over to return it, the seamstress would just try to steady her, which would tickle even more. Curse my stupid ticklish-ness! Anna thought, glancing at the seamstress.

The seamstress shifted her hands, trying to tense the measuring tape, but brushed over Anna's stomach again. The princess couldn't help it, and let out a loud bark of laughter. She brought both her hands up to cover it, but accidently let go of her sandwich in the process. Just as the seamstress looked up to see what had been so funny, the sandwich hit her head, staining her bonnet with the juice from the pickles.

Anna gasped, her hands hovering over her mouth, before finally she reached out to help the women. "I . . . I am so sorry . . . oh, um," She looked around desperately, her cheeks flaming again. "You were tickling me . . . I really couldn't help it . . . uh . . . yeah . . . I'm so- oh! Here, here use this."

Anna passed the women, whom was gagging and trying to pick the mess of a sandwich off of herself, a towel she found near her bed. The women took it without saying anything and pressed it to her face, wiping back until her bonnet was removed from her head. She continued this process a few times, all while Anna nervously brushed the few platinum strands she had.

"Again, I am- I mean- . . . I apologize, I'm ticklish and-"

The women waved her away and stood up, brushing all of the food off of herself. "I have all your measurements now," She grabbed her ruined bonnet from the floor, and the sheet of paper which she had written all of Anna's measurements on. "I hope you will decide on the fabric and design by tomorrow." She nodded the the fabric samples and design sketches. "If you would excuse me, I'd like to clean myself up."

Then, she strode to the door, looking only at the mess left behind her when she had pulled the large door open. "I'll send for the maid."

Anna had been so embarrassed, that she didn't leave her room the rest of the day. She had complained to a painting by her door about not warning her that picking up the sandwich would be a bad idea, and carried out both sides of the argument that followed. She had hid her head under her blanket until it became difficult to breath, and changed her clothes (which really did stick of pickles). Anna cleaned up the mess she had made, and asked the maid that had been sent up to bring her dinner to her room.

Anna only opened her door again when she heard the seamstress's voice coming from the hallway. Of course, Anna was confused; she hadn't left anything in her room, so why would she be back up here?

"Yes, yes, all the designs were lovely." A familiar voice said. Elsa. Anna shot up from her bed, which she had formally been jumping on, and pulled her door open as silently as possible. She poked her head out, hardly more than a braid and an eye visible to anyone walking down the hall, but enough for Anna to see.

It was Elsa, and the seamstress. "Are you sure you don't want me to do your measurements, your Majesty?" The women said, taking a sheet of paper from Elsa's outstretched, gloved hands. Anna didn't notice Elsa wince slightly at the close contact.

"No, I managed on my own quite fine, thank you for offering." Elsa curtsied politely, before disappearing back into her room. So that sheet of paper must have been her measurements, Anna realized. Well, at least I'm not the only one she shuts out.

Anna slid back into her room before the seamstress could see her, closing her door firmly shut once she was inside. She didn't understand why she felt the need to be so secretive, but she decided it was a good idea.

She turned towards the fabric samples and became flipping through them.

[booman86]

Daryl Stand Up To Bully

Riverside High School

Bullying can happen to anyone at any time, at any place. High School is where Bullying commonly happens in most cases. Popular presses the unpopular, brawny go after the brainy. Enter the young lady Kea who had moved into town with her family and had been registered to AHS. Kea was extremely shy and soft spoken, she usually kept to herself and mainly stayed in the background and out of anyone's line of eyesight. Being in a new area wasn't easy to adapt for Kea, not only did she have to get used to a whole new school but also learn how to interact with others that were all around her. Her father was an ex-military man and he instilled strong morals in his daughter from the get-go.

On the opposite side of the spectrum was the all-around pains in the ass of Riverside High. Karen the rich snobbish spoiled little brat. Some people hate her but at the same time they still want her to like them. She is an evil genius, a bully, and a manipulator who loves to make fun of poor people. She is just a really angry girl who had no boundaries or guidance. She is also the girlfriend of douche number two and star of the football team Donald. He constantly bullied anyone who wouldn't fight back against him.

Enter the Archer's family. Nancy Flower Archer famously known as the 50-foot woman had over time grown in size reaching well over 130 ft and would've become a mother to a young human sized son named Terry Archer and an equally towering brunette daughter named Daryl Archer and adopted mother to her adopted daughter Elsa Gilmore who is attended college at Florida University. Nancy was a very loving mother who loved spending time with her children. They were never alone, always with other people present so that they could be protected. Terry and Daryl along with Daryl's boyfriend Alucard were the polar opposites to Donald and Karen. Donald usually gives Terry a hard time when he was on the Basketball team and was getting more attention than Donald himself. However, Alucard usually steps in and confronts Donald and gets him to back off, while Daryl is usually intimidating in her own right thanks to her giant size.

Donald and Karen then set their sights on picking on new student Kea who was busy talking with the school janitor for directions for the school. "Well now looky here," said Donald. "The new kid has made friends with the freak." The entire class laughed at this remark, but it didn't stop there. It soon turned into someone shoving her and Donald and Karen following suit by doing the same thing. "P-please leave me alone," said Kea. "Yeah right, you think we're stupid," replied Donald. "What if I wanted to mess with you?" asked Karen. "You won't get away with this!" yelled Kea. Donald and Karen laughed. "If you don't shut up, you'll see what I'm going to do with these hands!" yelled Karen. "Come on Karen, let's get her!" said Donald. Kea runs off crying with the two hots on her trail.

As Kea runs through the halls, she then ducks into a nearby broom closet to hide from her tormentors. Kea looks around to see if she evaded her bullies. However, she hears a loud cough. There, standing in front of her is Karen. "Going somewhere you little bitch," said Karen with an evil smirk on her face. Kea was about to run but Donald was right behind her and grabbed her. "LET ME GO!!" Shouts Kea. Karen just laughs and pulls her closer. "I bet you're really scared aren't you," said Karen. Kea tries to escape again. Donald keeps her from escaping. "Stop it! Please stop it!" says Kea. "Oh please, I'm just warming up!" said Karen. Suddenly Karen pulls out a pair of scissors and proceeds to cut Kea's hair off. After several students laughed at her, and took pictures of her with their phones, she was left crying her eyes out. Karen ran past Alucard who will get his book at the locker. Alucard hadn't paid any attention, but he had a bad feeling that something had happened to Karen. The Bullying continued over time, for weeks on end. Kea, who had to wear a hat to cover up her clipped-up hair, was always in the duo's sights. But they never hurt her physically, they only tried to humiliate her and call her ugly.

On one particular day, Donald and Karen walked past Kea and then pretended to trip her. Then they laughed loudly. This time the bullying escalated when the duo decided to throw a ball of paper at her. Fortunately, she dodged it. However, the next time they threw it, she couldn't dodge it. The ball hit her right in the face, leaving her with a black eye. This bullying had then gotten the attention of Alucard and Terry. "This is terrible," said Alucard. "We need to help her. But what can we do?" asked Terry. "Well, I have a plan," said Alucard. "What is your plan?" asked Terry. "I think it's time we teach those little bastards a lesson," said Alucard. "Let's go tell Daryl about this too," said Terry. Later on in the day Kea was nursing her eye with an ice pack sniffling. Just then she sees a huge shadow looming over her. She looks up and thinks it's Donald and Karen coming after her again.

"Oh no please leave me alone!!" Screamed Kea. "Whoa whoa, easy there! I'm not going to hurt you." Said the voice Kea then looks up to see that it wasn't her two tormentors but rather Daryl looming above her with Terry and Alucard on her shoulder. "Oh my God," whimpered Kea. "I know. I get that a lot around here," said Daryl. "Sorry I-I didn't mean it like that, it's just that I never seen anyone like you," said Kea. Daryl then smiles at her.

"That's okay, it's fine I get that all the time too." said Daryl. The two then share a laugh with each other. "My name is Kea," said Kea. "My name is Daryl Archer, and those two over here are Terry my brother and Alucard my little boyfriend," said Daryl pointing to Terry and Alucard. "Wait Archer? As in Nancy Archer!?" Kea asked. "Yes, as in Nancy Archer, she's our mother," said Terry. "Wow," said Kea. "I've never met the famous Archer family before," said Kea. "Well, you will if you stick around here long enough. Said Daryl smiling. "I bet you're the talk of the school," said Kea. Daryl giggled a little before she told Kea she attended homeschool. The only reason she attended homeschool was because of her size. Because the school is afraid that she could cause a lot of damage.

"I wish I could be as popular as you were." said Kea as she had gotten a saddened look on her face. "Hi, I'm not that popular. Most people would run from me at the first sight they see me," said Daryl. "Well, I'm new in town and I'm having a hard time trying to find some friends plus I had a less than stellar welcoming party," said Kea. "Oh, I know all about Tweddle Dick and Tweddle Cheese harassing you constantly, Terry and Alucard told me all about it," said Daryl. "Yeah, Donald used to go after me all the time when I joined the Basketball team," said Terry. "Until I stepped in to check his ass," said Alucard. Daryl asked Alucard how he stopped Donald from bullying Terry. Which Alucard told Daryl he began to troll Donald every day at school. Stealing wheels off his brand-new Corvette, pulling pranks on them in school and beating him in wrestling doing PE class. "And Karen is an annoying little pest as well that needs to be humbled constantly," said Daryl.

"Anyway, how about you come by our house next Saturday? You won't regret it," said Daryl. Terry then writes up their address on a piece of paper. "OK, thanks," Kea said. "And don't worry about Donald and Karen, we'll make sure to keep them off of your back," said Alucard. They then gave Kea a hug goodbye. "You guys are the best," said Kea.

The next week, Kea came to school and saw Daryl and Terry standing outside of the front gates. She was so happy to see them. And she was really glad that they hadn't forgotten about her. "Hey there," said Daryl. "How are you doing?" asked Terry. "Doing great thank you," said Kea. Kea then took off her hat. "Hey, your hair is starting to grow back," said Terry. "Yep!" Said Kea. "It looks nice," added Daryl. "Thanks Daryl," said Kea. "So, you're ready for tomorrow?" Asked Daryl. "Yeah, but what do you guys have planned?" Asked Kea.

"Oh, you'll see," said Daryl. "OK, I gotta go to my class now I'll see you later," said Kea. "Bye Kea, said Terry. "OK did you manage to send out the invites for tomorrow?" Asked Daryl. "Already handled," said Terry. "And as added insurance we sent fake invites to Donald and Karen," said Alucard. "Good work we don't need those two messing around," said Daryl.

The Weekend had finally arrived and Kea who was wearing a bright yellow dress and grey coat was on her way to the Archer home. "This must be the place," Kea, who had just arrived at the address and saw multiple cars outside. "This place is huge!" Kea said to herself as she saw the mansion that was home for the Giantess. The door opens and Kea is greeted by the towering mother of Daryl, Nancy Archer herself! "Oh, hello there, you must be Kea," said Nancy crouching down. "Oh my, I never knew that you were this big," said Kea looking up at the former 50-foot woman. "Come in come in Daryl is waiting for you," said Nancy who then carries her inside.

Once inside the Mansion, Kea is welcomed by many people. All of the people were dressed in formal attire and looked extremely handsome and beautiful. "Wow! This is quite the party!" said Kea. "What's going on here?" asked Kea as she came closer to one of the men. He turns around and greets Kea. Daryl then arrives and walks over to Kea. "Hey you made it!" Said Daryl happily. "Yeah, but what's the party?" Asked Kea. "This party is all for you, consider it a welcoming party!" Said Daryl. Kea was overwhelmed and almost on the verge of crying, by Daryl's kindness to her after dealing with Karen and Donald constantly this was a great change of pace for her.

Daryl then takes Kea to the party area where people are dancing in circles and having fun. There were also tables with food and drinks. "This is amazing," said Kea. "I love parties like these," said Kea. "Welcome to the Archer's world, enjoy yourself!" said Daryl. "I will!" said Kea. Kea then sees Daryl sitting next to his mom. While Alucard is laying down on her leg. She goes over and sits beside them. "Hello Kea, how are you holding up?" Asked Nancy. "Great actually." Said Kea. "I'm really enjoying the party."

Meanwhile, right outside the Archers home Donald and Karen had arrived only to find that they were locked outside and kept from the party. "Damn it! That big bitch tricked us into going in circles!" Said Karen. "And there's a huge party going on inside without us!" Donald added. They pick in on the party and see Kea dancing with several people. "So, the little nobody is the life of the part huh?" Sniped Karen. "Well come next week. We're going to knock her and Gigantic the sex bitch down a peg!" Said Donald. After telling about what happened to Kea and the gang, Donald and Karen walked away angered. They weren't able to enter the party because the Archers had locked them out and there was no other way in.

The party continued with many people dancing and enjoying themselves. There was also a band playing music which caused everyone to dance even more. Not only that but Alucard's cousin Mizuki was also performing with the band. "Oh my God. Is that really Mizuki performing?" said Kea. "Yeah. She's Alucard's cousin," said Terry. "I didn't know his cousin was a famous J-Pop singer," said Kea. It was a great time and Kea was having a blast. After some time had passed, Kea was walking through the party with Nancy Archer. "Thank you for inviting me to this wonderful party Mrs. Archer," said Kea. "Oh, please call me Nancy," replied Nancy. "Ok Nancy, I appreciate it," said Kea. "So, Kea, Terry tells me, are you a good student?" Asked Nancy. "Yes, I am Mrs. Archer," answered Kea.

"Is there anything else you'd like to talk about?" Asked Nancy. "No, I mean yes, well...," said Kea. "You want to say something?" Asked Nancy. "Well, um...," said Kea. "Speak your mind," said Nancy. "Well, I kind of feel like I'm not good enough for you guys," said Kea. "Why?" Asked Nancy. "Because you're so tall and everybody seems to look up to you!" Kea said. Nancy looked at Kea and smiled. "Oh, my dear Kea, I don't care about height or size. You are a person and a human being, and I have always treated you as such," said Nancy. "That's good to hear," said Kea. "Now let's get back to the party," said Nancy as she carried Kea back.

A new week had just begun, and Kea was happy to be headed to school. Daryl's kindness had lifted her spirits up in the best way. As she arrived at school she was met with many kind and friendly greetings from a lot of the students there. She was then met by Alucard, Terry and of course Daryl. "Hey Kea," said Daryl. "Hi guys," said Kea happily. They all head off to their first class of the day.

After school Kea's group goes to the library. "I know why I was invited to this party," said Kea. "What do you mean?" Asked Daryl as she was talking to Kea through the window. "My friends think I'm not good enough for you guys," said Kea. "Oh, but we both know that isn't true," said Daryl. "I mean it's just so nice to have someone who cares about me, instead of just being cruel to me," said Kea. "I didn't realize you felt that way," said Daryl.

Kea then looks up at him smiling. "Well, thank you Daryl, it means a lot to me," said Kea. "Anytime my dear," said Daryl. "I think I'll go find some books now," said Kea. She then walks towards the shelves.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Kea walk past them. However, trouble hasn't ended yet as Kea was about to head on to lunch a bright red sports car speeds by and in the process splashes mud all over her. The car it was owned by none other than Karen and Donald. Daryl, Terry, and Alucard had saw the whole thing and go over to intervene. "Oh, I'm sorry did we splash you mud slug!?" Said Karen in a sarcastic tone. "That's for not inviting us to that fat big, butted bitch's party!" Added Donald. "Why are you always after me? I've done nothing wrong to you," said Kea. "Because you little mutt we're the king and queen of this school and there's nothing you can do about it!" Said Donald. Donald walks up to Kea and grabs Kea by the arm. "HI! Let me go," said Kea and she tried to pull away from Donald. Donald just laughs at her as he seems to enjoy seeing Kea suffer. "You're. . . you're hurting me," said Kea. Oh, I'll show you what hurting is," said Donald. Donald was about to strike Kea in the face. Until Alucard grabs Donald by arm forcing him to release Kea.

"You're ok Kea," asked Alucard. Kea numbs her head. Alucard stares at Donald as Alucard's eyes begin to turn red. "You have a lot of nerve to put your hand on a girl," said Alucard. Donald just stares at him with a wicked smirk on his face. "That's just like you, Alucard. Always sticking your nose and other folks' business," said Donald. "It's my business with a douchebag like you always picking on the weak," said Alucard. Donald took off his jacket as he showed that he was about to fight Alucard. "Kick his ass Donald," shout Karen. Alucard looked at Karen and said, "Nobody cares about you Karen or fake ass clothes". "Did you just talk to my girl," said Donald. "Oh, please I won't talk to that stuck up brat," said Alucard. Donald looked at Daryl as you had an evil look on his face. Donald had a plan; he knew Alucard's girlfriend is Daryl. And he knows what he is going to hurt him at. "You know it's kind of funny that my girlfriend is way hotter than your girlfriend," said Donald. Alucard just laughed at him as he began to walk away. "And funny about it, your girlfriend is nothing more than a freak," said Donald. Alucard suddenly stops, as he slowly turns his head towards Donald. "Yeah, he screwed up," said Terry.

"What the hell do you just call my Daryl," asked Alucard. Donald decided to repeat what he said. But before you can finish his word. Alucard delivers a powerful punch, knocking Donald out cold. Daryl then walks up behind both Karen and Kea. "So, I have a fat butt huh?" Said an angry Daryl. "Did I stutter bitch!?" Snapped Karen. "Well, you wanna know what's the best thing about having a fat butt like mine?" Asked Daryl. "What," asked Karen. She then gets her answer when Daryl turns around and slams her big ass down onto Karen's sports car! "I can drop it like it's hot!" Said Daryl grinding her big ass cheeks on to the car further crushing it. "My car!!" Shouts Karen. "You broke my fucking car!" "That's the price you pay for being such a rude bitch!!" Yelled Daryl. "Oh my God. I'm definitely going to bang Daryl tonight," said Alucard. "Dude serious," Terry. "I can't help it, Daryl has a sexy booty," said Alucard. Everyone was shocked by what they had seen. Kea was watching the scene unfold.

Daryl then picks up Karen by her shirt and then hangs her up on the school's flagpole. "PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW, YOU FREAK! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM OR WHO MY DADDY IS!?! THOSE LOSERS HAD THEIR WHOLE TREATMENT COMING, AND YOU HAD NO BUSINESS BARGING IN LIKE THAT JUST CAUSE YOU'RE STUPIDLY BIG YOU GIANT CUNT!!" Screamed Karen.

"Big words coming from a spoiled bitch, someone needs to teach you some respect; and I'm here to teach you some manners, so you're going to stay up there until you apologize to my friend!" Said Daryl. "Never!!!" Karen fired back. "Then enjoy the view up," said Daryl who walked away. "Are you ok Kea?" Asked Daryl. "Yeah, I'm fine." Said Kea. Then Alucard comes up to Daryl and says, "I'm sorry but I couldn't let that happen."

"It's alright sweetie, I've dealt with this before," said Daryl as she gave Alucard a big wet kiss. "So have I, so have I," said Alucard. "Thank you both," said Kea. Then Alucard walks off. After all this drama, Kea and company go out for lunch.

[omgpoorshelby]

Unsuspected Sights

Summary: Jimmy finally decides to tell his crush how he feels, but he finds her a bit... busy

Warnings: smut, masturbation, mutual masturbation, slight femdom themes, unprotected sex, not proof read :/

Jimmy stood outside your caravan, the sun had since set and hardly any people were still out. He contemplated just going to bed, but he had waited long enough and at night was the only time you were alone. Jimmy had been attracted to you ever since he had first seen you. You weren't a freak by any stretch, you were in fact quite beautiful, which is exactly why Elsa kept you around. You'd preform shitty little tarot card readings for kids and men who would toss money at you just for unbuttoning your top and giving them bedroom eyes, much to jimmy's silent dismay. You were incredibly open with your sexuality and seduced men for a living. Jimmy was no exception, except you didn't even have to try with him, his cheeks would flush whenever you looked at him. He had feelings for you and he finally decided to tell you. So he stood outside, still weighing his options. His large hand wrapped around the handle of your caravan door as he pushed it open. It didn't matter if you were busy or asleep, it had to be now, he had waited long enough... However the sight in front of him only further tested him.

You sat with your back pressed against the pillows of your bed. The straps of your nightdress slid down your shoulders and the hem was bunched up above your thighs. Your lips slightly parted, allowing shallow breathes to pass through them while your fingers gently rubbed your clit. Jimmy's eyes nearly popped out of his scull. Nothing on earth could have prepared him for this moment, seeing you touching yourself. He felt his cheeks heat up and his pants tighten almost simultaneously, he nearly passed out from all his blood rushing to two different places so quickly. If that didn't knock the air out of him, then you making eye contact with him certainly did.

"Can I help you with something?" you asked him with a little half smile, unfazed by his presence. He was shocked by how calm you were. You didn't freak out or throw anything at him, you didn't even stop touching yourself. It was as if he wasn't even there. "I um... I'm really sorry, I shoulda knocked," he mumbled out and tried not to look at you, he couldn't help but let a small nervous smile appear on his face. "It's alright, just tell me what you came for," you let out a soft little moan after you spoke, making Jimmy's cock twitch in his tight pants.

"I... well... uhm..." He couldn't help but stare at your cunt as you masturbated in front of him. You followed his gaze to your wet core and scoffed. "Jimmy, I'm a very busy girl. I barely get any time to myself, so you can't possibly expect me to take time away from my own personal activities for you," you told him, your other hand clenching the bedding under you and you switched the direction of your fingers on your clit.

"I-I know, I'm sorry," his words trembled when you let out another moan. "So tell me what you're here for baby." Jimmy sucked in a deep breath, "I like you..?" he admitted, worried for your answer and slightly confused by this whole situation. You just giggled at him, "no kidding! I've been waiting for you to say that, it's damn obvious." He let out a breathy nervous laugh in response, unsure of how to take that.

"You're pretty hard over there, aren't you?" you asked, biting on your bottom lip slightly. "well... yeah," his pink cheeks darkened again as he looked down at the bulge in his pants. "come here, without your clothes," you instructed him, taking your hand off of your cunt to pat the bed in front of you. He was a bit taken back, but he gladly started to strip for you. He made his way over and sat down across from you, relieved his cock was finally free from his unbearably tight pants. he was a decent size to say the least, and already leaking pre cum for you.

"What now, doll?" he asked you eagerly with a soft smirk on his face. "I want you to jerk off for me," you responded, letting your fingers come back to your clit. "Yes ma'am," his big hand wrapped around his painfully hard cock, beginning to pump himself immediately. "Have you ever thought about me while you pleasured yourself, Jimmy?" you hummed while rubbing yourself, shifting closer to him so that he was practically between your thighs. "Every time I do it," He grunted. His sounds turned you on so much, you were practically dripping on your silk sheets.

"I thought about you the whole time I was sitting here playing with myself, I thought about you rubbing little circles into my clit with those hands instead of my own," Your words made his dick twitch in his hand. "God... shit y-y/n," his voice came out thick with lust and need. You flicked your fingers over your sensitive clit faster as you watched him.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum," he groaned out, his hand sliding up and down his shaft as if his life depended on it. "Stop touching yourself," you ordered him, making him whine and hesitantly pull his hand off of his throbbing cock. Your fingers left your core again, as you leaned back into the pile of pillows and hiked up your nightdress even further. "I want you to fuck me," you smirked at him.

His hurriedly crawled on top of you without a second thought and positioned himself between your thighs. he'd dreamt about doing things like this with you, but he never thought it would happen, and much less tonight. "Should I-" "I'm no virgin Jimmy, go ahead," you interrupted him. He nodded his head before lining himself up with your entrance and pushing into you. He quickly began thrusting into you, making you moan out underneath him, he could've cum that very second. "F-fuck doll, I ain't gonna last long," Jimmy muttered timidly, in between his own sounds of pleasure. "as long as you don't cum before I do," you breathed out, letting your hands trail down his back.

He continued thrusting at a steady pace, his hands on either side of you as you wrapped your legs around him. "Ah!.. harder, Jimmy!" you moaned. He nodded again and started to pound into you more, making your toes curl. "Good boy," you panted into his ear. He shuddered, but continued to fuck you as he was told. Your hand slid down to his ass, digging your nails into the soft skin and making him groan louder. He thrusted as deep as he could, sending your eyes rolling to the back of your head while your overwhelming orgasm took over your body. As soon as you cried out, Jimmy was hit with his own orgasm, "OH fuck y-y/N!"

He helped you ride out your high before pulling out and carefully falling against your chest, trying to regulate his breathing. "Jimmy?" you called with a satisfied smile on your face. He lifted his head up to look at you. "Yeah, doll?" you kissed him, barely letting him finish talking. "I like you too."

[written-by-ariddletobesolved]

Can i get a one word prompt with "street", please?

On it! Thank you for the prompt, Genta! ^^

One Word Prompt 7 — Street

I had Downton Abbey in mind when I wrote this so yeah, maybe it sets in the Edwardian era but feel free to imagine xD

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‘Meet me tonight. Belleford Street. x’

Elsa stares at the message written on the parchment intently, biting her lower lip to hide her smile, before she shoves it back into the secret pocket of her skirt. Her face feels warm as she recalls a memory that happened just a few nights prior, when she met up with him at the street that has become a secret meeting spot, eventually sharing their first kiss. Shaking her head, the blonde then turns to the direction where her parents are having a seemingly serious conversation. Taking a deep breath, she then gets up from her seat near the big window, catching their and her little sister’s attention.

‘I’m feeling tired, I think I shall retire for the night if you don’t mind Mama, Papa,’ Elsa says, flashing them a small smile.

‘Goodnight, darling,’ her parents greeted in unison, ‘goodnight.’

Hiding her smile, Elsa turns around and walks towards the set of stairs that leads her to her room, but instead of walking up, she makes her way towards where another door that leads her to the backyard is. A cloak and a hat are hidden in a basket left by Gerda, the housekeeper that she trusts, on the floor next to the door, and the blonde quickly puts them on. Just when she is about to pull the door open, she hears footsteps approaching, making her freeze on the spot, not daring to move a muscle.

‘Where are you going?’ 

Hearing the familiar voice, Elsa lets out a relieved sigh, before turning around and saying, ‘Nowhere, Anna, just the garden.’

‘I thought you were tired.’ By now, her little sister is frowning. It seems like she doesn’t like it when Elsa keeps a secret from her. ‘Wait, are you seeing Hans Westergaard?’

Elsa wants to gasp, eyes widening in shock, wondering how Anna possibly knows about it, but she decides to play it cool. 

‘What? No!’ Anna raises her eyebrow, tilting her head to the side and crossing her arms across her chest, looking unamused. Seeing that lying is probably not a good idea, Elsa finally sighs. ‘Fine, yes. But don’t tell Mama and Papa, they’re gonna have him killed.’

‘I knew it!’ Anna gushes, and the sudden change of mood takes Elsa by surprise. ‘No wonder you kept glancing at him at the Ascot yesterday. I thought you hated him, but then again, if you two hated each other, you wouldn’t want to spare each other even a glance. Oh, the longing and the yearning–’

Not wanting to hear more, Elsa feels the need to put an end to her sister’s teasing. It’s embarrassing enough that one of the house staff knows, and she has the feeling that her sister is not gonna leave her alone. ‘Sshh, hey, hey, not too loud!’

‘All I’m saying is that if you want to keep whatever it is secret, you should pay attention to your surrounding first before you look at each other as if you want to undress–’

‘Anna!’ Elsa glares at her sister. ‘I can’t deal with you right now as I have somewhere else to be. So please, please cover for me while I’m gone, and I promise I will explain later, okay?’

Anna makes a gesture as if she is locking her mouth with an invisible key, before saying, ‘Your secret is safe with me, sister dearest.’

‘Thanks, I’ll be back before you know it.’

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Sneaking out of her family manor, Elsa feels like a thief in the night. Good thing that there are so many trees that can shield her movement as she trails the road that leads to the more lively part of the area. She knows that it’s a risky business that she is doing at the moment. It’ll be problematic if they find the eldest daughter of the Marquess and Marchioness Arrington wandering around on her own late at night, especially if anyone finds her in the company of a man–both him and her being unmarried.

By the time she arrives there, she glances around to look for a familiar street sign. Belleford St. is written in bold, and underneath it stands a man whose auburn hair stands out under the streetlight. Without wasting time, Elsa walks over to approach him.

‘Hans!’ She beams, and Hans immediately engulfs her in an embrace, before pulling her in for a kiss.

‘Elsa, you came,’ he gently caresses her cheek, green eyes staring into Elsa’s blue ones. ‘I was a little bit doubtful when I handed the note to the housekeeper, because she gave me a lecture about some consequences if I ever break your heart, which of course I don’t plan to.’

‘Oh, I’m pretty sure that Gerda was just looking out for me,’ Elsa smiles, patting his chest. ‘She has been taking care of me and my sister since the day we were born.’

Hans nuzzles the side of her head. ‘Understandable, although I think she genuinely thought that we hated each other while most of it was just an act.’

‘It was technically true, though, that we did hate each other at first.’

Hans furrows his eyebrows in disagreement. ‘Umm, I beg to differ, milady. I didn’t hate you, you hated me, and don’t try to deny it. Also, hate is too strong of a word, I’d say dislike suits best.’

Smiling in amusement, Elsa grabs his arms and rests her head against his shoulder. ‘Oh, come on now, Mister Westergaard, let’s go grab a drink, and then maybe you can tell me a little more about semantics.’

‘As you wish, milady.’ He jokingly bowed, before leading her down the Belleford Street towards a pub at the end of the road. 

[annaofthenorthernlights]

All you need is love... actually

Fanfiction Frozen modern AU, Disney crossover (my first go)

Pairing: Kristoff/Anna (main), Sven/Honeymaren, Mathias/Halima, Ryder/Merida

Rated M (for some nudity)

I owe nothing but my headcanon - which is loosely based on the Christmas movie "Love actually"...

Hope you have fun!

Find the fic on AO3

Chapter 15 / 28

Twisted

Note: Don't mind my weird mind...

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„I know this is a bit tricky, but I´d really appreciate if we could try that out.”

The young people stared at David while he explained the next task, after all it was just their job...

“I am supposed to do what?” Kristoff glared confused and Anna put a reassuring hand to his wrist.

“Seriously, you must say so if this is out of question to you!”

He looked at her with a clearly heated face… “but, what about you?”

But Anna shrugged her shoulders and twisted her face into a shrewd grin.

“Alright folks let´s get ready.”

David did not wait to listen to any further questions. The request was clear, it was their job, and nobody cared the slightest if they felt stupid about it…

“It´s not about me, Anna, I can hold you like that, but it´s you I am concerned about. You´ll be upside down, and that´s not healthy.”

Anna giggled and bit her lips.

“If that´s your only worry, I can reassure you that I am fully capable of doing that. I´ve been in gymnastic class long enough to hang like a bat from the ceiling. That´s my least worry…” Then she leaned closer and whispered with questioning eyes.

“Don´t you mind I get so close to you…. I mean…. You know. Up until now we were at least several inches off.”

Kristoff noticed everybody waiting for them, so he motioned Anna to get ready for his grab and while he lifted her up onto his hips, he shrugged and grimaced, “you don´t bite, do you?”

“No, silly!” she giggled now, let go of his arms and then Kristoff flipped her upside down.

Okay, this was awkward… but she felt so safe with those big strong arms holding her firmly and she admittingly admired clinging to those bold thigh muscles and engulfing her fingers around those quadriceps… oh, oh… she could feel his breath on her buttocks… that was nerve racking because it was just so... new territory… Okay, she better kept her eyes closed and her head still, she was too close to his… oh my word… what if she hit him… what if he also felt her breath on him…..?

“You´ve got a birth mark!” Kristoff called out softly with a warm and soft chuckle.

“I have what?” Anna exclaimed shocked, turned her head, and tried to make out her surroundings when her hair fell all over her face.

“Hush, I tell you later.”

“Come, on, this is not a circus number. Kristoff! You just remain that way. Oh, and Anna, could you bob your head only a little. No, it won´t do, your hair is in the way. Samantha! Give the girl a hand and wrap her hair together, we need to see some face skin. Kristoff, you okay there?”

“Yeah, don´t mind me. Hey Anna, you´re okay down there?”

Samantha had started wrapping Anna´s hair into a pony and was about to pin it into a hasty bun when Anna burst into a fit of laughter. How ludicrous was that moment and she couldn´t help wondering what Elsa would say if she´d see her like that? She could not stop; her body shook with her attempt to suppress her outburst and Kristoff got troubled keeping a hold of her when she almost slipped through his hands. To prevent her from falling on her head, he reached to get a firmer hold, pulled her up at her waist which caused her body to jolt more upward and startled by the sudden clasp, Anna contracted her legs into a firmer position around his neck and nearly strangled the poor man.

“Anna, let go, I can´t breathe!”

“Oopsie, sorry! You must loosen your grip as well, otherwise you have me suffocate, too!” She giggled hysterically, and Kristoff groaned upon the quest of holding the laugh stricken girl.

“Alright, what´s that fuss? I see, it´s too complicated, but we´re almost done. Patrick, you got the angular right? Numbers saved? What? Another go? Okay, short break! But we need you guys again like this.”

Kristoff didn´t know how to lower Anna, so he simply flipped her around back up again and Anna squeaked caught off guard by the sudden twisting jolt. Kristoff put her down on her feet and then noticed her red face. Was it red because of the blood rush, or because this had been more than weird….?

“Are you alright? You´re all flushed.” He asked genuinely concerned.

“Oh, yes. But you look rather heated, too. Sorry, about the squeeze though, I was so startled.”

He shrugged apologetically in return.

Samantha came around with their robes and asked if they´d like anything for the break. She was such a sweetheart and taking care so lovingly. They both liked her very much.

“What was that about a birth mark?” Anna whispered intrigued, narrowing her eyebrows, and crooking her head.

Kristoff cleared his throat, his eyes flickering and blinking obviously abashed with that tricky memory. He pressed his lips together and shrugged contritely once more.

“Well… yes… there is… uhm… a little… you know…. birth mark…”

“Where???”

“Uhm… there….” And he nodded towards her lower body parts.

“Come on, be a bit specific. You had me upside down and full view on my rear.” Anna slammed her hands into her hips.

“Uhm…” he scratched the back of his neck, “yeah, there. Like, you know, sticking out from between your… “

“Buttocks?!” Anna exclaimed a bit too loud, and this made some turn their heads to them.

“Uhm… yes.” Kristoff grimaced ruefully, and Anna blushed, her eyes widened, and she quickly turned to grab the mug of coffee that Sam was just bringing around for them.

“That´s so embarrassing. I didn´t know that…”

“Oh, don´t worry…. It looks rather cute though, you know.” Kristoff chuckled nervously and nipped at his coffee, too.

“So, you inspected pretty nicely despite that little time?” Anna now grinned and pursed her lips. “Any other discovery?”

Now it was on Kristoff to turn fiery red.

“NO!”

Anna woke with a start and abruptly jerked upright in her bed…

******

Goodness… what was that? Oh… only a dream… oh, shit, but what a twisted one…

She crawled out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom to relieve herself. She yawned and rubbed her face with two palms. This had felt so real, troublingly real, and now she felt confused. If only they will never be asked to do such a scene…

And then… a tricky question was buzzing around in her head, and when she got up, Anna switched on the bright light and squirmed her eyes shut for a moment. But she needed to know, and therefore rummaged through the counter drawers in search for the little cosmetic mirror.

She swung one foot onto the counter and held the handy mirror between her thighs but could not find any evidence of a birth mark. She twisted and turned the mirror to get a view from different angles, but could not detect anything of the sort.

Anna could not really tell why it would bother her, but for some reason she felt slightly disappointed. She shook her head, switched off the light and with a sigh went back to bed.

It was no big deal, really… it was simply silly… and most of all, never ever must she tell Kristoff about that obscene dream….

_____________________

The next day, Anna woke late and hurried out of the house, leaving behind a baffled Elsa, when she grabbed her pretzel to gulp it down on her way to work.

She made it just in time and ran upstairs the winding stairs in the mansion and turning the corner when Kristoff came out of the chambers to look for her.

Completely out of breath, Anna stood on the landing, bracing the banister to catch some air and waved a dismissive hand when her companion bent down with a grin to inquire after her wellbeing. It was not the first time that Anna was tight in time, but she looked so cute when trying to appear all fit but then could hardly speak.

His grin disappeared rapidly when Anna straightened, put a hand to his arm and glared at him with big eyes.

“You would not believe what I dreamed last night!”

They were about to get ready, had been instructed on the first shooting session and Anna laid ready on the bed while Kristoff adjusted his kneeling position before her until David was content, and Patrick gave the clear that this was the right angle to start.

******

“Okay then, let´s start everybody!” David called out and the bustling began.

Anna swung up her legs and Kristoff placed her ankles on his shoulder, crooking his head and bending slightly closer to her, finally able to be going back to chatting casually during their pretended moves.

He was too curious, and after all, she had started it by intrusting him this bizarre scenario…

“So, do you?” he whispered with an amused smirk.

Anna tilted her head, “what?”

“Have a birth mark?”

[levis-hazelnut]

Levi x Reader Your Saviour

Summary: you lived within Wall Sina and were forced into an engagement with a man you didn’t even love. While the man you did love, tried to help you escape your cruel life.

warnings: abuse

Blood splattered onto the pristine, marble floor of the hallway as you coughed up a little blood and spit. You were barely able to stand up because once you got to your feet, you were knocked down again by the hands of your fiancé. Getting engaged in real life was nothing like how you had imagined. You had dreamed of having a romantic, maybe cliché, engagement, with the man you loved. You pictured him to be caring, and protective, and sweet, and anything but the characteristics of the man you are engaged to now. Love wasn't meant to hurt you, it was meant to make you happy. Were all your childhood dreams a lie? Is this what getting engaged is? Getting beat up by your fiancé, not being able to stand up for yourself, your parents not helping you in any way. This wasn't how you imagined yourself getting married.

The only good thing in your life right now was a better man you truly loved, but you weren't allowed to be involved with him. Well, no one told you that, but you knew it was something you shouldn't do. You first knew him as a thug. However, for a while, you hadn't seen him which made you worry, but he had come back to tell you that he had joined the Survey Corps. And then his name kept popping up as Humanity's Strongest Soldier. And every time he comes to see you, he tries persuading you to go with him, however, you refuse for a reason you don't know of.

He may not be your dream lover, but he's someone that cares for you, protects you whenever he can, and he would try to be romantic but fail in the cutest way. Now, here you were, completely helpless, crying on the floor, coughing up some fluids, getting beaten up by this dickhead who decided to ruin your, already damaged, life. His name? Luther. "P-ple-ease... S-s-stop," you begged, stuttering through your tears and pain. "Please..." He scoffed, thrusting his shoe into your stomach which caused you to cough again as you clutched your chest. "Why would I stop?" "I d-didn't do anything wro-ong." "Do you think I'm stupid?" he spat, kicking you one last time before crossing his arms over his chest and looking down at you as if he was superior to you when it was actually the opposite - you were of a higher class than him. "Where did you get those marks on your neck from?" You're the fucking one that's bruising me all over, you thought, but would never have the balls to say it aloud since it would just result in more beatings. Well, he wasn't the one that gave you the bruises on your neck, but he doesn't give two shits about you so shouldn't care what you do.

The only reason he’s going to marry you is that: one, your parents want you two to marry; two, Luther wants to have more money and power by marrying into your family. He only did it for that, not for love or for you. And if something unexpected happens to your parents, since you're an only child and he's your future husband, he's going to have all their wealth. "You aren't going to answer me? It seems like you need some more discipline." "No... don't, please. I've had e-enough..." "Well, then, tell me where they came from? You aren't being a very faithful fianceé." I'm not being faithful? Says the one that has a different girl in their bed nearly every night. Again, this isn't something you can say audibly. "Tch. Fine, don't say anything. We'll talk tomorrow," he spoke rather calmly. You knew that whenever he would leave at night, you wouldn't see him until the next day so those were the few hours you would feel safe (apart from your parents, but they weren't as bad). He walked away as you struggled to stand up, staggering as you tried. You pressed your palm against the walls of your house and limped to your room, closing and locking the door behind you so no one can disturb or hurt you.

It wasn't only Luther that hurt you, it was also your parents. The only person in your household that doesn't hurt you in any way is your personal maid, Elsa (and the other two maids). She comforts you whenever she can, tends to your injuries, and sometimes defends you. She's also the only person that knows about Levi. You sat on the stool behind your dressing table, looking at yourself in the mirror to find cuts, bruises, blood decorating your face and other parts of your body. Your eyes fell on the marks on your neck, made by your true love, and got some makeup to cover it up, so your parents don't find out as well. As you were doing that, you heard a thud coming from your balcony which made you jump. Your balcony doors were closed, and so were the blinds, so you didn't know what it was until you approached it. Peeking through the blinds, you immediately opened the door for your favourite person to stumble inside. Before the freezing, evening wind could enter your room, you quickly shut the door and embraced the male, letting a couple of tears fall. "Hey--" he started, but you cut him off. "I missed you so much," you whispered into his chest. "That bastard beat you up today?" You nodded, causing more tears to spray out of your eyes as a soothing hand rubbed your back and gentle lips pressed against your scalp. "It's okay. I'm here now," he said quietly, pulling you closer and tightening his arms around you. "I won't let him hurt you while I'm here." "I love you so much, Levi," you sobbed. "I love you, too." After you finished crying, he took care of your injuries with the first-aid kit in your room as you sat on your bed and he told you about his day since you had asked him, so you could be distracted. "And then, Hanji, that lunatic, decided to annoy me about 'my mysterious partner'. Apparently, everyone was curious about you, god knows how they found out I have someone." "And let me guess: you shouted at Hanji and stormed off to your office." "Yes," he smirked, knowing how well you knew him. "Anyway, I'm done. Do you feel at least a little better?" "Yeah, thank you, my love." "You're welcome, my princess." "Miss (Y/N)?" the honey voice of your maid sounded from the other side of your door, along with a few soft knocks and you got up to open the door. "Hi, Elsa," you gave a little smile. "Do you need anything?" "Oh, I just came to bring you dinner. Do you need two servings?" she asked when she saw a glimpse of Levi. "No, no, it's fine. I'm not even going to eat that much. Thank you, Elsa." "You're welcome, Miss (Y/N)." She left with a sweet smile and you locked your door again, holding the tray of food in your other hand as you went back to Levi who sat on your bed. You settled down next to him, with the tray in your lap. "Have you eaten?" you asked and he simply nodded. "Do you want some because I'm not going to be able to finish this?" "Eat what you can." As you started to dig into the food, Levi shifted to behind you and sat cross-legged, and he decided to fiddle with your hair, which had a bit of blood stuck to it. But it wasn't disgusting enough for him to stop braiding your hair. His fingers gingerly played with your locks as you ate and relaxed under his touch.

Once he was done weaving your hair, he grabbed a hairband from your bedside table and tied the end of it to keep it in place. He pushed the plait over your shoulder so you were able to see it and you gave him a tender smile, twisting your head around to see him. Levi's soft lips collided with yours for a loving kiss, unlike the forced ones Luther gives you with his nasty lips that have been on many other women. His hands snaked around your body, resting on your stomach as your hand reached for his face, barely brushing his skin. You felt his silky, ebony locks graze your face and you used your other hand to tangle in his hair. You shifted your body and pushed it against his, both of you slowly reclining until Levi's back hit the mattress and your upper body lay on top of him. You suddenly pulled away when you heard footsteps, freezing in your spot, waiting for the footsteps to either go past your room or the other way. Fortunately, they did and you were put at ease, letting out a relieved sigh before collapsing onto Levi and snuggling into him. "Can you stay the night, please?" you pleaded. "You know I can't. What if someone sees me?" "I don't care. I've never felt so safe around someone other than you. I know you can protect me." "I can, but your parents and fiancé won't be happy to find me in your bed. They'll take it out on you, maybe when I'm not here." "When are you going then?" "When I know you're safe, so when everyone's asleep." "I'm never safe, Levi." "I'm not as well. But I get through it and come back fine. The same thing applies to you. I know you're strong but just afraid, however, I believe you'll be able to break through one day." "I don't know... I don't think I'll be brave enough," you murmured, feeling yourself slowly drift off to sleep. "You will be," he said, kissing the top of your head just before you fell asleep. ~/~ When you woke up, you were lying down in your bed with the covers encasing you. No one was there with you, meaning Levi must have left while you were asleep. Since there was light spilling through your curtains, you concluded that it was the morning and decided to sit up, rubbing your eyes. When your vision cleared, you spotted a note on your bedside table next to you and reached for it, unfolding it to reveal its contents. 'I'm sorry I had to leave, but I may come back today since we barely spent time together last night. Try to stay strong for me and look after yourself. I want to see you smiling and don't want to see any new injuries. I'll see you soon, my queen.' You let a smile stretch onto your lips after reading the note and decided to get out of bed, your body aching as you did that. Padding into the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom, you freshened up to look less like a dead person. When you were done, you quietly left your room and wandered through the heavily decorated and wide corridors, making your way to the kitchen to find one of the other maids, Annelise. She wasn't as angelic as Elsa, she was just someone normal but a little robotic - no rudeness, no kindness, neutral expressions, not over the top with anything, just stuff like that. You gave her a small smile and greeted her with a 'good morning' before taking a seat at the dining table where she placed your breakfast in front of you. "Thank you, Annelise." She nodded and went back to the kitchen to start on your parents' breakfast who were presumed to walk in, in a couple of minutes. You began to have your breakfast and made small conversation with Annelise before Elsa and another maid, Bertha, came in. Ugh, Bertha... Other than Luther and your parents, there's no one that you despise more than her. She acts all innocent but she's a fucking whore, who is after your fiancé and father. If she ever saw Levi, you're sure she would want him as well. She's one of those b*ichy, bothersome, sassy girls who make you want to rip your hair out. Her voice is so squeaky and annoying, her laugh is high-pitched and annoying, her face is fake and annoying, everything about her is annoying. Nevertheless, you are nice towards her because you don't want to be bitchy. "Good morning, Bertha, Elsa," you beamed and they greeted you in return - Bertha with a fake smile. And this is exactly why Elsa is your best friend, your favourite person ever, the most trusting person, and the sweetest and kindest person you know (excluding Levi, but he doesn't count since he's your beloved). And just to make everything clear... Elsa: your maid, so she serves you (but is more like a friend to you). 

Bertha: your parents' maid, she serves them and they seem to get along (probably because of their similar, disgusting personalities).

Annelise: the maid that does everything, helps out the other two and doesn't really have a close relationship with anyone (not her fault, just because you and your parents already have your own maids). Whenever you had a rough time the day before or earlier in the day, Elsa would make you a chamomile tea and sit down to talk with you. And since you were coming to the end of your breakfast, meaning you would head to your room soon, the pretty, young woman decided to make some tea for you, giving you a knowing smile. Once you finished your breakfast, you started to wash your dishes (which you would normally do so the maids had less work to worry about) but Annelise had stopped you, turning off the tap. "No need to wash it, Miss (Y/N). Thank you, though." "Are you sure?" "Your parents wouldn't like it if you did my job. Leave it." "Okay," you complied since you didn't want her to get into trouble because of you. You thanked her for breakfast before leaving to go to your room. Knowing Elsa would be arriving at your room, you left the door open and went to open the doors of your balcony to let the light breeze wash over you. You stood outside for a moment, staring over the town as people in rich clothes wandered around.

You never asked to be born into a life like this. Yeah, others would love to be as wealthy and lucky as you, but you wish you could swap with them. You don't want nasty parents, an abusive fiancé who you’re being forced to marry, snobby people surrounding you. That's not what you would have asked to have when you were brought into this life.

A small yelp was released from your mouth when a figure jumped into your balcony, and a hand clamped over your mouth when your eyes met the steel ones of your lover when you tilted your head back. The hand was soon removed and you let a smile onto your lips before pecking his lips once you turned around. "What are you doing here so early?" "I'm supposed to be getting supplies, although just not here in Sina," he stated with a shrug before pecking your lips in return. He strolled into your room and closed the door, so no one would see him. "But, I doubt they care about where I went." "You can't be here," you told him, following behind him. "My parents always come to my room after they have breakfast, and Luther comes in the afternoon. That's why it's good you usually come in the evening." "I'll hide if I need to." "Luther stays in my room most of the time, Levi." "Fine. Let's go out then, that way no one will disturb us." "I'll need to ask my parents first. And even if they let me, people are going to see me with someone that's not Luther so I'll be seen as unloyal and the word will spread since everyone is a bitch." You could see him biting back a groan and some profanities towards the people that irritate him (your parents and the people that will spread the information). Nevertheless, he stayed calm, but you were sure he was murdering everyone mentally. "Forget about--" He was cut off by a gentle voice. "Miss (Y/N)?" "Tch." You shot him an apologetic look and went to open your door, finding Elsa standing there with a cup of tea for you, so you invited her in and she gave a small wave and smile to Levi, who seemed pissed right now. "I'm just going to quickly speak to Levi," you told your maid, dragging him to the balcony and shutting the door behind you. "I'm sorry, love, I know you just want to relax on your day off, but you know what my life is like and it's near impossible to actually relax. And, you know I'd love to spend the whole day with you, away from everyone else, but there are so many risks. I'm sorry. I wish you could stay here as well, but my parents and Luther--" You were cut off when a pair of soft lips joined yours in a dance, filled with passion and longing. Automatically, your arms looped around his neck and you were brought closer to him, with the arms that had snaked their way around your waist. This was the only place where people couldn't see you, even though you could see them. It was because trees surrounded your balcony and there was a small gap where you could overlook the area around your mansion. It gave you an ounce of privacy in your life that everyone gets involved in. "You don't need to apologise. None of this is your fault," he told you softly, tucking a bunch of your locks behind your ear. "We'll spend time together whenever you can, I will wait. I don't want you getting into trouble for 'cheating' on your fiancé, and I don't want people to talk shit about you because they see you with me." "I still don't understand why you're still in a relationship with me. My life is so troublesome, we barely spend time together, the universe seems to want me to live a miserable life." "It's... because I love you, (Y/N). I don't care if we don't hang out a lot because at least I still get to see you. That's all I care about - you," he paused for a moment as you gazed at the silver ornament on his ring finger before glancing up to see why he stopped. "I'll wait however long to get married. But I'm never going to want to marry someone other than you." When Levi had come to see you after he joined the Survey Corps, he proposed to you, and of course, you had said yes. But it's been several years since then and you've never been able to actually get married. However, he still has your ring since if you wore it, you would get beaten up or something. Now, you have to wear some overpriced ring that Luther gave you; you preferred simple things. Your eyes locked with Levi's and you were able to see a slight smile on his lips. "Gosh, I love you so much," you whispered with tears in your eyes and threw yourself into his arms. "Um, sorry... Miss (Y/N)? I think your parents are coming now." "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry, Elsa, I just left you in my room. Anyway, Levi, stay out here. I'm just going to quickly be a good girl for my parents and then, come back." "Okay." You smiled at him and walked into your room, closing the balcony door and shutting the blinds before sitting on your bed. As soon as your bottom hit the mattress, the door opened and your parents entered.

Were they good parents? Definitely not. They would only come in because obviously, your dickhead fiancé would tell them that you may have some secret boyfriend or something of the sort. Because of that, they would check on you every morning, sometimes randomly during the day but, luckily, they've never seen Levi. "Good morning, mother, father." "Let me see your neck," your father abruptly said, grabbing your wrist and drawing you closer to him so he could inspect the marks on your skin. "Where did these come from?" "... Luther..." you lied, knowing they wouldn't interrogate you further unless you gave an answer. "If we ever find out that you are cheating on Luther, we are going to kick you out of the house." "I-I would never cheat on him. I... love him," you muttered, internally cringing at your own words. "Anyway, we are going to be out the entire day and come back late at around midnight, maybe later. Also, Luther has some business to attend to and we don't know when he'll be back, so you're going to have the house to yourself. You can do whatever you want, but nothing stupid. Elsa, we want you to keep an eye on her and tell us if she does something wrong." "Yes, sir." "Okay. I'll see you two later then," you beamed, giving them a wave as they left your room with Elsa. She knew that you wouldn't speak with her now since you can hang out with Levi. When you locked your bedroom door, you ran to the balcony to Levi with a toothy grin spread across your lips. Maybe the universe doesn't want you to have a miserable life after all. "What's happening? Why are you grinning like that?" "My parents and Luther are going to be out all day; I can do whatever I want. The only ones here are the maids but they won't bother us. And, since your squad or whoever's with you don't care about what you're doing, we can spend proper time together," you told him excitedly. "So, maybe we could drink tea - your favourite - relax, then maybe have a nice dinner together outside, on the balcony." "Okay, but the first thing is this," he smirked, sweeping you off your feet and carrying you bridal style into your room and towards your bed, where he gently placed you down. You propped yourself up with the help of your elbows as Levi crawled onto you like a predator. His lips met yours in a feverish kiss, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, which elicited the tiniest of moans from you. Your parents weren't even gone yet, but you didn't worry about that because they don't care about what you are going to do now. All they care about is attending important events. ~/~ With your body snuggled up against Levi's, he stroked your clammy tresses and stared up at the ceiling as you quietly slept beside him. Light breathing emitted from you as your chest rose and fell. Grey hues flitted from the ceiling towards you when the raven-haired male heard a mumble of his name and you shifted in his arms. There was a slit in your eyes where he was able to see your (E/C) orbs gazing at him tiredly. Not being bothered to say or do anything else, you closed your eyes again and shifted your head to rest on Levi's exposed chest. He lightly nudged you and you gave a small hum in return. "I want to shower." "What time is it?" "Around three, I think. You were asleep for like an hour. Anyway, I want to get up." "Mhm." You moved off of him and he sat up, running his fingers through his locks before standing up and walking into your bathroom, shutting the door behind him as you nestled into the covers, wanting to relax a while longer. After about ten minutes, Levi came out of the shower as he dried his hair with a towel and sat on your bed. Because of the bed weighing down, and because of the light sleeper you are, you stirred from your nap. All you saw was Levi's toned back before he stood up and he, unfortunately, put on some clothes so you weren't able to see the impressive sight anymore.

Once you got out of bed, you looped your arms around his torso, pressing your cheek against his back as he tried ruffling your hair. You softly giggled and parted from him, going round to face him and pecked his lips before going to your bathroom as well, wanting to scrub off the sweat that dampened your flesh. You had come out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and your hair wrapped in a towel. A small hum sounded in the room when a pair of warm lips pressed against the back of your neck. "Levi," you said in a certain tone to make him stop, which caused him to huff. "I'm going to change and then, I'll ask Elsa to make us a nice dinner." "Okay. I'll just wait here." You picked out a floral, knee-length dress before making your way down to find your favourite maid. "Oh. Annelise!" you called and she turned towards you. "Do you know where Elsa is?" "I think she's in the library." "Okay. Thanks." And so, you started to walk towards the library, fortunately, finding Elsa there dusting the shelves. You were about to say something but then you heard a thud and shout from above. The room above the library was yours so that could mean that something had happened to Levi. Worry started to course through your body. Even though you knew he was strong and he could have just stubbed his toe or something, you were still worried about him. Elsa shot you a questioning look and you jogged out of the library, going to your bedroom as Elsa followed after you. When you opened your door, you just wanted to bury yourself. You gulped before talking, "Luther... what are you doing here?" "Who the hell is this?" Glancing at Levi, who had a bleeding nose, you arched an eyebrow in question, not knowing what to say to Luther. Tell the truth, or lie and say you have no idea who Levi is?

Being your saviour, the shorter male spoke up and walked towards you. He put an arm around you as you saw Luther's eyes burn into both of your souls. "I'm (Y/N)'s fiancé. We've been together for so many years, I've lost count. And I heard she’s being forced to get married to you. But the thing is that she's mine, no one else's." "(Y/N), is this true?" Luther asked in a quiet voice, though, laced with venom. "... Yes," you mumbled and averted your gaze to the floor. The dickhead came marching towards both of you, getting ready to thrust a fist into you, but Levi caught his wrist and twisted his arm until a crack echoed before letting go. "Hey, (Y/N), I'm going to deal with this jerk. There's a carriage somewhere outside, so get whatever you need and head outside. I'll come out in a bit." "Wait, what?" "I have no time to explain. Just go!" "You better keep your stupid ass here! You aren't going anywhere!" "Shut the fuck up. You don't even love her," Levi snarled before headbutting him. You hesitated to leave, but you did, opening the door to your house but soon remembered Elsa. You can't just leave her. But then again, she's all the way by your room so you can't get her. And you didn't know what Levi was planning, so maybe you can see her again. You started to walk around, looking for a carriage and it soon came into sight so you strolled towards it as your heart started to beat faster. Was Levi planning to take you back to the Survey Corps with him? "Excuse me, are you (Y/N)?" a voice inquired from inside the carriage which frightened you, and you instinctively stepped away. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you or anything." The male speaking came out of the carriage and held out his hand for you to shake, which you did with reluctance. "I'm Erwin Smith - Commander of the Survey Corps and one of Levi's closest comrades. It's nice to finally meet the woman that somehow stole his heart." "Uh, I guess it's nice to meet you, too, Erwin. Do you, by any chance, know what Levi's planning?" "Yes. Did he not tell you?" "No, he's busy... doing something." "Beating up your fiancé?" "Yeah... How did you know?" "It was part of his plan. He probably already told you that he's meant to get supplies. He told me that he's coming here and that I should come in a couple of hours as well. It's been about five hours since he left, and I don't plan on knowing what happened during that time," he said, which made you blush lightly. "Anyway, he wanted to beat up your husband before taking you with us to join the Survey Corps. That is, of course, if you want to. I would never offer this, but after a lot of persuading from Levi, I’ve decided you can just stay at HQ and not become a scout." "Umm... I don't know. Levi's always tried to get me to go with him but I always refused. And, I don't want to leave Elsa, she's kind of like my best friend." "Levi's going to bring her. He knew you wouldn't want to leave her." "By the way, how did you know if Luther, my fiancé, was going to be here or not?" "Luck?" he replied with a shrug. "Oh, there they are." You saw Levi and Elsa coming towards you and you smiled at them, embracing both of the people you love and cherish. "Did Erwin tell you everything?" "Yeah." "So you're coming?" "Do you think I would stay at my house after all this? Of course, I'm coming. Also, is Luther still alive?" "Yeah. Did you really think I'd kill him?" "Maybe..." "Come on, let's go." All of you got into the carriage - you and Levi sat next to each other on one side, and Elsa and Erwin sat on the other side. You would see Erwin glancing at you two at times as you spoke, probably because this was the first time that he's seen Levi's 'mysterious partner'. Your hand rested on Levi's lap and he gripped it gently, subconsciously rubbing his thumb against it. "Oh, before we go to HQ, we're going to meet up with some other scouts. Expect a lot of nagging and questions," the male beside you informed you and you nodded before resting your head on his shoulder. ~/~ "OH MY GOD!! IT'S CORPORAL'S GIRLFRIEND! HE'S ABLE TO LOVE!" "What's your name? How old are you? What's Corporal Levi like to you? How did you meet?" "Uhh..." "Oi, brats, get away from her. You're going to crush her before a titan can." "But, Shorty~ You're the one that had a crush on her~~" "Tch." "Anyway, Shorty's darling, what's your name?" "(Y/N)." "Hi, (Y/N)!!" several voices shouted and you slightly winced. "How long have you known Shorty?" "Maybe about fifteen years...?" "FIFTEEN?! SHORTY, WHY DID YOU NEVER SPEAK ABOUT THIS LOVELY PERSON?" "Shitty Glasses, please stop yelling. And I didn't tell you because you would annoy me every day, more than you usually do. I didn't even tell you, but you still managed to bother me." "So rude..." "Hanji, he loves you dearly. Not just Hanji, it's all of you that he loves and cares--" "Hey, hey. Shut your mouth," Levi cut you off and dragged you towards the carriage you would sit in for a while more until you reach headquarters. "We need to go. All of you have your horses, so you can go." "Aw, you just want to be alone with (Y/N) in the carriage~!" "Shitty Glasses, go," he ordered as he grit his teeth. "We're not even going to be alone," he muttered. For a second, you were wondering what he was talking about until you realised that Elsa was here with you. You felt bad that you were basically forgetting about her, but it isn't your fault since there's been so much going on today. "I like them," you said once you settled into the carriage, opposite your beloved. "You only met them for like five minutes. You'll get tired of them after a while." "Maybe, but they're nice people." Levi didn't say anything, he only looked at you as if contemplating if he should say something or not. You didn't question the silence nor the stares, thinking he would eventually tell you what he was thinking. As you gazed out of the window and soon, trees and greenery surrounded you for a minute or so, and then, a castle came into sight, giving you an idea that that building would be where you will be staying.

You were about to say something but then a presence came beside you, causing you to tear your head away from the window and look at the male sitting next to you. He took your hand and slipped something cold onto your finger; you didn't even have to look down to know what it was as your lips stretched into a grin and tears brimmed your eyes. "In a couple of days, we're getting married. Nothing will be in the way, no one will object or stop us." "Okay. Thank you so much, Levi! I love you," you told him quietly and pressed your lips to his, not caring about Elsa sitting there. "Damn, get a room, you two," a voice teased when the carriage came to a stop and the door opened, revealing some scouts from Levi's squad. "All of you go away before--" "Hey, Levi, let's just go. You don't need to punish them," you told him and got out of the carriage. "Fine." "Wow. Someone is able to make Corporal quiet? Can you always stay, (Y/N)?"

"I don't plan on going anywhere," you smiled. "By the way, dear (Y/N), who did that to you? The bruises and cuts, I mean," Hanji inquired and you suddenly silenced, gazing down at the ground. "Well--" "You don't need to know shit. Just go and take the supplies into the castle and make sure those brats start cleaning. And, someone take Elsa to her room." "Okay." "Are you okay?" Levi asked softly, cupping your cheek with one hand and you leaned into his touch, giving him a small nod and smile. "Don't tell me what you think I want to hear. Tell me the truth. Are you okay?" "I don't know. Moments ago, I was all happy about finally getting away from my life and finally being able to get married to you. Because of all this, I was able to forget about the life I had a couple of hours ago. But, being reminded about it just makes me... afraid, I guess." "Why are you afraid? There's nothing to be scared about. Your parents and Luther and anyone else you dislike aren't here, so don't be afraid. They can't hurt you here. I doubt they even know where you are, so there's nothing to worry about. If they do find out, there are many experienced soldiers who will protect you and never let you go back to the life you had. All of that's in the past now." "... I don't like having the thoughts of everything that's happened to me. I wish I could somehow just forget." You threw yourself at Levi and he secured his arms around you as he tried calming down your sobs that unexpectedly began. He rubbed your back soothingly and rested his chin at the top of your head, wishing there was something more he could do. But he's already done so much for you. "You aren't going to be able to forget. But, you will be able to grow stronger and soon those memories will hide in the back of your mind. It just takes some time, and I'm going to help you with any nightmares or memories you have. You aren't the only one who goes through these kinds of things. Even I--" Silently questioning his silence, you felt something drop onto your scalp which caused you to look up, only to find that Levi was crying. He didn't even look at you, he just kept staring straight ahead into the distance. "Levi..." "Shh." He placed his hand on the back of your head and brought your face to his chest again before wiping away his tears. Levi Ackerman was crying? In the fifteen years that you've known him, you have only seen him cry a few times. But he had seen you cry a million times and comforted you every time.

It was a surprise to you every time he cried, and to spare his pride, you didn't look at him. You know everything about him, everything that's happened to him, everyone he's met. You know how depressing his life was, but still, you don’t think you’ll get used to seeing him like this. So, you didn't exactly know what to do in this situation. How do you comfort Humanity's Strongest Soldier? What have you done to comfort him in the past? Soon, your own tears had stopped when you had become preoccupied in your thoughts on how to comfort Levi. Maybe you could just do what he does - hug you and tell you that everything will be okay, and say some other things that always seem to calm you down. "Hey, Levi?" "I don't like talking about it," he whispered against your hair. "Well, I don't like seeing you upset, so don't put on an act. Don't act as if everything is okay. Don't hold everything in. There's nothing to hide your feelings from, my love. Let it all out, and talk about whatever's on your mind. You've always helped me through my rough times, so it's time to let me help you." "Thank you, (Y/N)."

[bumblesimagines]

Green Thumb

Part 18

Request: Yes or No

Also kind of short

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You stared out at the river, fingers warm from the heat of the mug in your hands. You felt tired, empty, and disappointed. The roof was a nice place to sit and think. Your gaze dropped down to the ground below.

"I don't believe this is the safest way to test your abilities, (Y/N). Especially since Sam doesn't have on his wings." Vision said in concern, watching Sam hype himself up. You shook your head, laughing.

"It's definitely not safe." You grinned, watching Sam. He looked down from his spot on the roof, shaking off nerves.

"Run the idea by me again." Vision said as Wanda chuckled softly.

"Alright, Sam is gonna jump off the roof and I'm gonna use my powers to keep up in the air. If they don't work, Wanda will catch him."

"You're gonna allow this, Wanda?" Vision looked at the redhead. Wanda shrugged, sipping on her tea with a small smile.

"Ready?" Sam called, sliding down his googles. You nodded, backing up a bit, grinning widely. Sam backed up out of sight before running off the roof. You raised your hand, watching him suddenly fly up. He screamed, arms and legs flailing.

"You might gonna to catch him, Vis!" You called as Sam briefly disappeared past a cloud. Vision flew up, catching Sam and flying back to the ground. Sam raised a hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat as he panted.

"Again?"

"Again."

"Kind of chilly out here, don't you think?" You turned your head, looking at Tony. He took a seat beside you, sighing.

"So, how'd it go?" Tony asked, turning to look at you. You licked your lips, lightly shrugging as you sipped on your hot chocolate.

"Good. I learned a lot about my family. It was confirmed that, uh, I was indeed abandoned by my mother. It's great." You told him, giving a small nod. Tony hummed.

"It builds character." Tony said. You snorted, looking down at the hot chocolate.

"Yeah, I guess so." You muttered.

"What'd you learn?" Tony asked, watching you. You sighed, head tilting up. You stared at the passing clouds.

"That my dad was killed here... By.. The Winter Soldier." You breathed out. Tony stayed silent, frowning as he nodded.

"I.. I can't blame him. He was brainwashed and not in control. How did you react when you found out about Bucky and your parents?" You asked, looking at him. Tony licked his lips, looking away from you. He seemed to think about his words, eyes squinting slightly.

"I.. I was more hurt by Rogers than by what Barnes did. Rogers kept it from me and he never planned on telling me. Even if we didn't consider each other friends.. We were teammates. How was I supposed to be okay with trusting him with my life when he was never gonna tell me about my parents?" Tony frowned, sighing heavily. You bit your bottom lip.

"I'm sorry Steve betrayed you like that." You said softly. You wouldn't want to work with someone who betrayed you either. You took in a small breath, looking at him curiously.

"Do you think Steve knows? About my dad?"

"Unless Barnes saw some similarities between you and your dad, probably not. Your dad covered his tracks. He made sure he wouldn't be connected to his family. Very smart of him." Tony offered a small smile. You reached into your back pocket, taking out a photo. It was of the whole family. Your grandparents, Florine, Michael, and even Gerdie as a pup. You turned it around to the back, looking at the phone number.

'Call when you need me, kid'

"People really need to stop calling me kid." You mumbled, huffing softly. Tony chuckled.

"You look like one."

"Oh, fuck off, old man." You gave Tony a playful glare. He scoffed, touching his chest dramatically.

"Are you really gonna retire? I mean, at this point, you're asking to be called an old man." You pointed out, grinning when Tony rolled his eyes.

"Pepper and Morgan need me. I don't want to be an absent father. I know how it feels to have one and.. I don't want to be like my father. I won't make the same mistakes."

"You'll make new mistakes." You shrugged lightly. Tony shot you a look. "But I'm sure you're a great father!"

"Right." Tony grunted, shaking his head. You chuckled softly, placing your cup beside you. You inhaled softly.

"When I was drunk.. I vividly remembering saying that you suck before passing out. What happened?"

"Oh, you were a goddamn mess. Definitely an emotional drunk." Tony replied, making you groan softly, cheeks flushing from embarrassment.

"You said I was a lucky bastard and you cried.. You also kissed me." Tony looked at you, gaze searching for a reaction. Your lips parted, brows raising.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Uhm.." You licked your lips, straightening up and clearing your throat. You stayed silent, thinking of what to say in response.

"Pepper doesn't have to know. It was a drunk kiss that nobody really saw, right? I mean, I already have enough on my plate. I don't need an angry wife on top of that." You blurted out, shrugging lightly. Tony cleared his throat, nodding.

"Yeah, of course. It barely lasted a second." Tony looked forward, scratching the side of his neck. Awkward silence took over, both you and Tony unsure on how to proceed without making things even more weird.

"How are you?" Tony suddenly asked, turning towards you. "Like, in general."

"Terrible."

"Yeah, I feel that. Wanna... Wanna talk about it?" Tony asked. You stared at him, brows furrowing.

"Are you practicing on me for when Morgan needs a talk with you?" You questioned, head tilting slightly. Tony shrugged.

"Yes and no."

"That's nice." You huffed softly, gaze drifting towards the setting sun. You watched him, shoulders slumping.

"I feel.. Incredibly alone. Yeah, Nat is here but I can't rely on her. She has her own issues to deal with. Bruce... Bruce is god fucking knows where and if I tried talking to him, he'd probably just stand there. Clint is also god fucking knows where. Thor fucked off the moment they came back from killing Thanos. The outerspace crew is kind of weird. Steve is... Steve. He'd just give me a speech and a pat on the shoulder. Carol barely comes to Earth and she's also pretty intimidating." You licked your lips, shaking your head as you brought your knees up to your chest.

"The people I used to talk to have either.. Died or chosen to leave. I have to take care of a big ass fucking farmhouse cause its goddamn owner left! My life is slowly falling apart and I have to comfort myself cause nobody seems to care enough! I am so fucking tired of feeling tired. I thought I had found a family but I guess I'm not good enough for those." You raised your voice, feeling the wind get harsh for a quick minute. You let out a deep breath, eyes shutting to keep the tears from falling. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, gently leaning you against a warm body. You sniffle, a shakey sigh leaving you.

"And I am so tired of crying." You whispered. Tony gently leaned his head against yours, hand squeezing your arm.

"I know.. I'm sorry." He said quietly. You relaxed against him, feeling numb and empty. You looked down at the photo. You wondered if this was the life Michael had wanted for you. To be a hero to a planet missing fifty percent of its inhabitants.

"You know what might make you feel better?" Tony asked.

"What?" You sat up, using the sleeve of your jacket to wipe your nose as you sniffled. Tony stood, motioning for you to follow. He offered his hand, watching you pick up the mug. You took his hand, holding it as Tony led you off the roof and down the stairs. You placed the mug on the nearest table, letting him guide you outside and onto the field. You stood in the middle, looking at him with furrowed brows.

"Letting it out." He finally answered, letting go of your hand and taking some steps back. He raised his arms.

"Let it out. Scream, kick, punch, curse. Let it all out." Tony said, smiling widely. You sniffled, still unsure.

"C'mon, I'll do it with you. On a count of three, okay? One... Two... Three!" You inhaled with Tony, eyes shutting as you screamed as loud as you could. You heard Tony chuckle in amazement, opening your eyes. You noticed he had been knocked down onto the grass, the trees nearby having been bent back by the wind. The grass around your feet were burned and gray clouds had formed in the sky. You noticed Tony looking up at something behind you so you turned, blinking and slowly looking up at the large ice spikes that almost reached the clouds.

"Holy shit." You whispered, taking a step back.

"You're still on the tip of the iceberg with your powers, Elsa." Tony said, getting up as it began to thunder. You felt some weight off your chest, turning to face you.

"You know.. That actually did help." You chuckled, smiling gently.

"Well, I am a genius." Tony replied, digging into his pocket and pulling out car keys.

"I should get going. Pepper's cooking dinner and I don't want to miss it." Tony said. You nodded, walking with him towards the road. A sports car drove out of the garage, stopping infront of Tony.

"All my things have already been sent home." Tony said, looking at you. You hummed, nodding.

"You can be an asshole sometimes but.. You'll be missed." You told him softly. Tony gave a genuine soft smile.

"You should visit, kid. You might like my new place." Tony said, opening the door and getting in.

"Give me a call and I'll visit when I can." You said, watching him buckle up. Tony nodded, sliding on sunglasses.

"I'll be seeing you."

"Not really looking forward to it." You replied, hearing a small snort before the car drove off. You watched it go, sighing softly. You looked over at the spikes, licking your lips.

"What more can I do?"

~

Tags: @geek-and-proud @wolfelocksley @babyvisionisamenace @jjk-is-my-shit

[softholand]

in a heartbeat - h.o

pairing: harrison osterfield x reader

summary: dancing in the kitchen, a kiss, and a whole lot of feelings

warnings: angst, fluff

words: 2.5k

a/n: yay, my first harrison one shot!! if you feel like you’ve seen this before, you probably did lol i posted this yesterday but t*mblr decided to glitch, eat the two firsts paragraphs and don’t let me fix it, which was great :)) but it’s here now and it would mean the world to me if you guys read it and let me know your thoughts <333 ily all, enjoy!! xx

This was not how you expected your last month to go. Sharing a house with one of your best friends and another three, almost unknown, boys. It’s true that you also didn’t expect to find your boyfriend, now ex, in bed with another girl, and not just any other girl, it had to be your roommate. You were left with no choice, and no house, that’s how you found yourself at Harrison’s door all those days back. He welcomed you with open arms, before asking if you wanted him to punch your ex in the face, which you denied, even though he totally deserved it.

Yes, living with four boys was chaotic, but you couldn’t deny you liked being the “mom” of the house. You helped them with things that, before you, they had absolutely no idea how to do. Like operating the washing machine and how to properly clean a bathroom. It was fun and at the end of the day, you were grateful you had Harrison to accommodate you while you figured things out.

Yes, living with four boys was chaotic, but you couldn’t deny you liked being the “mom” of the house. You helped them with things that, before you, they had absolutely no idea how to do. Like operating the washing machine and how to properly clean a bathroom. It was fun and at the end of the day, you were grateful you had Harrison to accommodate you while you figured things out.

You had met Harrison through work and immediately hit it off. He was the sweetest and funniest guy ever and in just a couple of weeks, you two were practically glued to the hip. Okay, maybe you had a crush on him at the beginning but after not being very successful with subtlety letting him know, you gave up, and then you met your boyfriend and the feeling simply went away.

But now, sharing a house and spending most of your time with him, you had your doubts about said feelings. Like right now, where you two were currently doing the dishes, after a delicious dinner you and the boys had cooked. Harrison had his favorite playlist playing on the speakers, and while you washed the dishes, he dried them, sneaking some dance moves between each utensil you gave him.

Every Breath You Take by The Police suddenly came in and it was like your friend’s whole personality suddenly changed. He sang and danced to the lyrics while putting the already dry stuff away in the cabinets. His energy level was so high you couldn’t resist, joining him on his little performance.

You sang the lyrics at the top of your lungs, playfully turning your eyes to Harrison every time the song said “I’ll be watching you”, which made him laugh. At one point, he wrapped his arms around your waist, spinning you and your wet and foamy hands around. “You idiot, look at what you’ve done!” You smirked, splashing some of the soapy water at him. “No, you didn’t!” Harrison exclaimed, before also putting his hands on the sink, joining your little game.

Minutes later, both you and the kitchen were dripping wet, covered in foam, still laughing and playing around. Harrison kept splashing water around, while you tried to get away from him, without falling on your butt given the damp floors. Your laughter was loud and it didn’t stop until the song Iris by Go-Go Dolls started to play on the speakers. You immediately tensed, abruptly stopping your movements, which of course, caught Harrison’s attention.

“You okay?” He promptly asked, clearly concerned by your sudden change of behavior. “Yeah, no… it’s just, this was mine and Brad’s song.” You said, feeling stupid for even saying your ex-boyfriend’s name. “Oh, do you want me to change it?” He questioned, to which you shake your head. “No, it’s okay! I won’t let him ruin one of my favorite songs.” You sighed, propping yourself up on the kitchen counter.

In seconds, he was by your side, bravery putting one of his arms around your back, making you smile, leaning your head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry!” He mumbled, to which you scoffed. “It’s okay, Haz! It’s not your fault he’s a dick.” You said, managing to laugh, which was enough for Harrison to smile. “It just makes me sad seeing you like this.” The blonde breathed, squeezing your side. “Don’t worry, Haz! You’re already doing more than enough for me.” You smiled, facing him.

Only then you realized how close the two of you really were, mere centimeters between each of your faces. You took your time to admire, even more, his eyes. You never understood why people called it ocean eyes but after meeting Harrison, you did because there was not a word to describe the intensity his blue eyes carried.

Subconsciously, or not, he leaned in, meeting your lips in a sweet kiss. It was like the world stopped and everything you could think about was Harrison. He was in every one of your thoughts, invading your mind the way his lips invaded your mouth. Your hands were on his hair, while he kept pushing your body closer and closer to his until you were almost on top of him.

“Hey, Haz! Have you seen my…? Oh, sorry!” The sudden voice made you both jump, completely startled, looking in the direction of it. Harry was standing a few feet away, with an apologetic expression. You quickly got out of the kitchen counter and tried to avoid both of the boy's eyes. “I’ll just… go!” That was the only thing you said before taking off to your room.

“Man, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know…” Harry tried to apologize but Harrison just shrugged him off, assuring him it was fine. It wasn’t though. “What happened?” The ginger-haired boy asked, taking a couple of steps closer. “I don’t know, we were just listening to music and doing the dishes, we started dancing and playing around with the water and… fuck, I don’t know. She said the song was hers and her ex-boyfriend’s and I tried to console her and we both kinda went for it.” Harrison tried his best to explain, while nervously passing his fingers through his blonde locks.

“I mean, this is good, right?” Harry asked, knowing his friend's growing feelings for you, but Haz shrugged, shaking his head. “I don’t know, Harry! I don’t think she was ready for it. Fuck, I’m an idiot!” Haz groaned. “Hey, stop that! Just let her, give her some time, and then you can talk and solve this whole thing up.” Harry said, trying his best to calm his friend. “Yeah, you’re right! I’ll talk to her tomorrow!” The blonde sighed, going back to his kitchen chores.

A day turned into two, then three, and suddenly a week had already passed and you and Harrison hadn’t had that conversation. You spend most of your days in your room, getting out to cook, eat and help your roommates with house chores, not once directing words differently than “Good morning!” or “Goodnight!” to them.

To Harrison, you didn’t really seem to mind but he was honestly losing it. His friends could tell he was miserable for the last week, so they finally sat him down and talked, encouraging him to talk to you. Harrison was apprehensive in the beginning but after a little bit of convincing, he decided the boys were right, he had to talk to you. So when he saw you in the backyard, with a book in your hands, he knew it was his perfect chance to do that.

Carefully to not startle you, he opened the sliding glass doors and joined you on the patio. “Hey!” He breathed, getting your attention. “Oh, hi!” You said, immediately closing your book, having an idea of what was about to happen. “I’m sorry, y/n! I was an idiot and shouldn’t have kissed you without asking you first.” He blurted, making you sigh. “Haz, it’s okay! You don’t have to apologize!” You assured him. “I think I have!” The blonde whimpered. “You don’t! I told you, it’s okay! It just took me by surprise!” You said, taking his clammy hands on yours.

“Does that means….” Harrison trailed off, getting his hopes up, only for it to come crashing down at your next words. “I don’t really know what it means, Haz! I’m sorry, it’s still too soon, my feelings are a little confused right now to say at least.” The sound of his heart breaking was so loud, he was almost sure you could hear it too. “Oh, o-okay…” He smiled sadly, making your own break this time. “I’m really sorry, Haz!” You tried apologizing, but he was quick to stop you. “No, it’s fine! You don’t have to apologize, y/n!” He sniffed, and you could see a single tear fighting to come out of the corner of his eye.

You kept holding his hands, feeling completely broken for what you just did, but you were indeed extremely confused. Your feelings were everywhere at the moment and you felt like you really needed some time to think. “Listen, I’m going to stay with Elsa for a little bit.” You started, making Harrison widen his eyes. “What? Why?” He inquired, feeling guilty already. “I just… I need some time, Haz! And don’t get me wrong, I’m so grateful you offered me a room and let me stay when I needed to, but I think I have to stay away to understand what’s going on here.” You said, motioning to your head.

And true to your words, you left the very next day. Harrison hugged you goodbye and wished you luck, even smiled while watching you get into the cab, but as soon as he closed the door, he collapsed in front of his friends. “I’m an idiot! I shouldn’t have kissed her! Now she’s gone and it’s my fault!” He cried while Tom rubbed his back, trying to comfort him. “She just needs some time, Haz! You guys would be alright!” The brunette assured him once again, but Harrison wasn’t having any of it. “No, it’s all my fault! I screwed up and ruined our friendship! Now she’s gone!” He cried, getting up from the sofa, slamming his bedroom door.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into a month without you living with the boys. Harrison was terrible the first days, he felt empty and like it was his fault you weren’t there anymore. But, as everyone says, time heals everything, now, a whole month after, he was feeling better. He realized, on the time you were gone, that he could live without you, of course, he could, that’s exactly what he’s been doing for the last month. The thing is, he didn’t want to, he wanted you by his side, even if you decided to be just friends, that was fine, he just really missed his best friend and so, he decided to go to Elsa’s place, where you were currently staying and tell you just that.

When he got that, his hands were sweating and he could feel his body shake with nerves, having to take deep breaths to calm himself down. “It’s just y/n, Harrison! It’s just y/n!” He tried to remember but that was exactly the reason why he was like that. It was you, his best friend, the most beautiful person he’s ever met, the only girl who could make him laugh, and the only one who’s seen him ugly cry. It was you and your dreamy eyes and hypnotizing laugh. The girl that could make his heart do somersaults on his chest and the one he wanted by his side for the rest of his life.

Before he could even ring the bell, the door swung open, revealing you on the other side, carrying a trash bag. “Haz?” You inquired, surprised. “Hi!” He answered, feeling his throat suddenly dry. “What are you doing here?” You asked, confused with his presence. “I was— I was hoping we could talk?” The blonde murmured, swallowing his nerves. “Oh, yeah! Come in!” You smiled, getting out of the way. “You were living? I can come back if you’re busy.” Harrison asked but you just shrugged him off. “No, I was just gonna take the trash out but that can wait!” You chuckled, disposing of the plastic bag, before offering him a seat.

“So, how are you?” You smiled, making Harrison even more nervous. “I’m good! Thanks! The boys miss you though, I miss you!” Haz admits, making you blush. “I miss you guys too, trust me, living with Elsa is not half as fun as living with all of you.” You laughed and just then Harrison realized how much he missed hearing this sound.

“I know you asked for time and if you need more, I understand, I just— I had to talk to you.” The blonde started, ready to let his feelings out. “It’s funny, you said you needed time to think and when you were away, it gave me time to think too. I didn’t know I needed it but turns out, I did.” He laughed. “I— I like you, y/n! Like… a lot! And I don’t know but the last few days made me think about how much I want you in my life. It doesn’t matter if it’s as a friend or something more, I just want my best friend back.” Harrison breathed, looking into your eyes for answers.

After clearing your throat, you answered, “I want you in my life too, Haz! You’re my best friend and I missed you like crazy.” Harrison smiled. “And I mean, Elsa’s girlfriend is moving in next week so, I kinda need a place to stay.” You told him, watching his eyes widen. “This means you are coming back?” He questioned, to which you nodded. “If you and the rest of boys are okay with that.”

You squealed, feeling Harrison’s arms around you. “Yes! Of Course, we’re okay with that!” He beamed, before realizing what he did. “I’m sorry!” He quickly apologized, trying to move away, but you stopped him. “There’s one more thing though.” You said, sealing your lips to his. You were dying to do it since the last time he kissed you and now, with him in your arms, you could finally feel his lips again.

“Turns out, I really like you too! And this time away only made me realize that. I want you in my life, Haz! But as you said before, a little bit more than friends this time.” You smiled, feeling insecure until Harrison’s stunned face made you smile. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to rush things just...” You cut him off with another kiss and this time, he smiled into it, pulling your body closer to his. “I mean it, Haz! I wanna be with you!” You reaffirmed, smiling into another kiss.

Just as Harrison pulled you into his lap and went for another kiss, you both heard the song Iris by Go-Go Dolls playing. You gasped, looking at Harrison. “Did you plan this?” You asked, completely shocked, but Harrison shook his head. “I have no idea where this is coming from.” He laughed, squeezing your sides.”Well, it seems like it’s destiny then!” You smirked, kissing him again.

You knew one of Elsa’s neighbors was loud and always listening to music but at that moment, you decided to believe in your theory, after all, the song that broke you apart now had also brought you two back together.

✧･ﾟ tagging some of my mutuals ✧･ﾟ@soft-haz @bi-writes @duskholland @sinisterspidey @uglypastels @screamholland @sunsetholland @hollandharrison @wazzupmrstark @missnxthingg @farfromparker @londonspidey @mrs-hollandstan @osterfield-holland-andcompany @peeterparkr @rosyparkers @veryholland @hollandbroz-n-haz @hotforharrison @storybookholland

[rebelbyrdie]

Ficlet Day #3 (OUAT)

I think this was supposed to be a OUAT-Witcher Crossover Fic with a very jealous Emma.

What Does She Have (That I Don't)

Another portal opened, which shouldn't be a surprise anymore.  It was, like, a weekly occurance.  Storybrooke was as busy as O'Hare these days.  People came and went.  

Just two months ago half of the cast of Frozen had decided to spend their royal vacation in Storybrooke.  It wasn't that Emma had been happy to see Anna and Elsa, but the whole reindeer and snowman thing had been a bit much.

So here they were, yet again, on a wild portal hunt. It wouldn't be so bad, but since Storybrooke wasn't on Google Maps, she couldn't even play Pokemon Go while trecking miles through the woods.

Maybe it would be something nice and easy.  Like maybe the cats from Aristocats.  Cute, cuddly and low matinence.  If it was ogres again, Emma was going to lose her shit.

"So are you picking up anything on your magical radar?"

Regina didn't say anything but did turn her head and glared at her.  They were still on shaky ground since the whole Robin-Marian situation.   Emma didn't know why.  Robin was a giant dickhead.  He might be Regina's so-called soulmate but he had also been Zelena's partner in crime.  Yeah he'd been doing to get back his dead wife, but that didn't mean he wasn't a dick head.  

Emma did not understand what Regina saw in him.

Probably the same thing she'd seen in Hook, a warm body that didn't hate her.  Lonliness made women (even super smart and magical ones) make dumb decisions.  Not that she would ever say that to Regina.  Emma didn't want to be set on fire, thank you very much.

"Seriously, you know I'm not good at this sensing magic stuff.  Are we even close?"

Regina blew a huff out of her nose.  "I think we need to go closer to the town line.  Back towards the road."

They were at least twenty minutes away the road.  Emma sighed.  This was going to be a long ass day.

When they finally arrived at the town line, Emma was ready for a burger, a shower, a burger, a beer and a nap.  Maybe a few beers.

"There we are."

The first thing Emma noticed was that the town sign had been destroyed.  As Regina had made her pay to repair it, Emma took that as a personal attack.  There was a person-shaped lump on the road.  Their portal trip must have been rough.

Emma put her hand on the butt of her pistol.  The lump didn't look familar and Emma had to be prepared for the worst.

Regina didn't seem very worried.  She just twister her left hand.  The person-lup was coated in shiny purple blanket.  They jerked in response and let out a long and painful groan.  They started to push themselves up.  

"Hey."  Emma kept her eyes focused on the stranger.  "Welcome to Storybrooke."

The lump looked up.  It was a woman in heavy leather armor.  She had short blonde hair, wierd eyes and a sour expression on her face.  She stood up and only wobbled a little bit.

"Oh!"  Regina's eyebrows winged up and then she held out her hand.  "Well Met, Ser." 

What the fuck?  Did Regina know this person?  Also did she know something about their pronouns that Emma didn't?

"I am Queen Regina, leader of Storybrooke."  

Well that was mostly accurate.

"And this is my law keeper, Lady Emma Swan.  We welcome you and offer any and all assitance."

What the ever-loving fuck was Regina talking about?

"Regina."  Emma hissed only half under her breath.  "What the Hell?"

Regina's eyes flashed and she scowled.  "Miss Swan.  Look at her sigil.  She is a Knight of Andrezej."

The sigil Regina mentioned must mean her necklace. Emma thought it looked like a wierd circle with something inside it.  It meant absolutly nothing to her.  More fairy tale crap.  Also Emma wasn't even sure that last part was a real word.  

"Gesundheit to you too."  She snarked at Regina.  Then she turned her attention back to the stranger.  "So what's your name and story?"

She didn't care how nice Regina was to this lady.  She wasn't from Storybrooke and that made her suspicious.  Not to mention that she had busted the "historic" sign into about a million pieces.

"I am."  Her voice had some sort of accent that Emma had never heard before.  "Ser Thera of Andrezej and I am here on a mission."  She pulled a scroll out of chest armor thing and held it out to Regina.  "I am hunting down a fugitive of justince from the Kingdom of King Ercole."

Wait.  Wait just a damn second.  This chick wasn't some fancy knight.  She was just a bounty hunter.  A freaking fairy tale bounty hunter.  Which was not nearly as cool as someone like Boba Fett or Stephanie Plum.  

"Well that's great.  How are you going to fix the town's historic sign, Lady?"

Regina scowled at her.  "Honestly, Miss Swan."  She flicked her hand around in a circle and poof the sign re-assembled itself magically.  "Don't be rude.  Ser Thera is our esteemed guest."

The woman tapped her wierd pendant and in a flash of orange her clothes changed.  The leather armor was now darkwash jeans, a  black button up shirt and a fitted bomber jacket.  The apparently magical necklace still hung off her neck.  

"Thank you, Your Majesty."  

It sounded so polite and proper when the bounty hunter said it.  Regina practically beamed when the woman offered her arm.  Regina, the super-independent and hard-assed mayor, linked her arm through the other woman's like a teenager on her first date.

"I'll show you our town.  If this mark of yours is here then Granny's is the best place to start looking.

They walked past Emma arm in arm.

Emma didn't like the smirk on the Thera's face or the spark in her wierd pumpkin orange eyes.  

What was Regina's deal?  She'd had Emma arrested for busting the sign and that hadn't even been her fault!  Not to mention she'd tried to run her out of town for months.  Now she was just throwing up the ye old castle gate and rolling out the freaking red carpet.  For a freaking bounty hunter.

Emma had been a bounty hunter too.  A damn good one.  They just didn't get to pretend to be knights in the good ol' US of A.  She didn't trust this woman.  What kind of name was Thera anyway?

When they got to Granny's, it only got worse.  Everyone, even Granny, fell all over themselves over her.  They all thought being a Knight of Achoo (or whatever) was the best thing in the damn universe.  Even Snow and David seemed impressed.  Henry wanted to hear stories about her adventures.

Apparently being The Savior was old news.  Whatever.  

"Sheriff Swan?"

Thera stood in front of her otherwise empty table.

"Her Majesty has offered me lodging for the night.  I was hoping we could speak on the morrow about my manhunt."

Emma wanted to tell the woman to crawl up her own butt and die, but that was probably not something a cop was supposed to say.  Besides that, the quicker this glorified bail jockey got her man, the quicker she would get out of town.

Wait.  Lodgings?

"Regina's paying to put you up in the Inn?"

Emma shot a look over at Ruby and her girlfriend.  They had both been drooling over tall, blonde and full of herself.

"No.  She is hosting me at her manor."

What!  Emma didn't even have a damn key to the place.  She had never even seen most of the second floor.  Suddenly Regina was just thowing open her doors.  To a stranger?  With their Kid right down the hall?

[yutahoes]

His Princess

characters : dad! Yuta Nakamoto x Reader, Shihoh

summary : A little father-daughter date turns into something unexpected. 

word count : 1.7k words

tag list : @ailoveyuta​ @yutazen01​ @aiforyuu​ @cosmiclatte28​ 

a/n : Welcome to another episode of dad! Yuta. 😂 

The moment Shiho’s eyes opened that morning, she beamed at the large bunny stuffed toy sitting on the chair. This is new. Next to her pillow was a bouquet of pink roses that made her giggle. There’s only one person who would do this. He’s here. He’s back.

At a young age, she understood how her dad would always be away for his work. Her mom made her understand that he’s doing it for her. And although she misses him all the time, she promised him that she will not cry because of a guy, especially her dad.

Her little footsteps echoed through the house as the pink rose petals scattered all through the house. “Daddy!” she called from the kitchen, seeing her dad in front of the stove. The bouquet was easily left on the floor as she ran to her father’s arms. 

“Did you miss me, princess?” Yuta asked which made the younger girl nod. “Daddy missed you as well.”

“Are you staying for good? Or you’re going to leave again?”

His face fell that instant. This was always his daughter’s question and he hated seeing that sad expression in her eyes. “I’ll be here for four days.” She nodded as he placed her on top of the counter then flipped the pancake he’s doing. “I’ll cook you every meal and tuck you to bed every night.”

A wide smile appeared on Shiho’s lips. Yuta hated that she looks just like you. God, his daughter is so pretty. “Oh no. My flowers,” she exclaimed realizing that the bouquet is still on the floor. Yuta chuckled then carried her down that she took the forgotten flowers, caressing it. “Did you get me the flowers, daddy? And the big bunny?”

Yuta nodded, putting the pancakes on the plate. “Uncle Jaehyun bought the bunny for you.” he reasoned out. “Mommy said you like pink so I bought you flowers. Do you want something else, Shihoh?” She shook her head, smiling widely. “How do you want your pancakes, baby?”

Shihoh explained that she wanted it in heart shape, even telling Yuta that you have a special cutter just for that located in one of the drawers. The younger poured syrup all over her pancake, smiling as she tasted it. Yuta smiled. She’s growing up fast. She can eat alone now. He remembered how the both of you were having a hard time feeding Shihoh. Now, she’s doing it alone.

“Where is mommy?” She asked innocently. “Did you also get her flowers, daddy?”

Yuta nodded. “She’s still sleeping.”

“Is she tired? Did she do a lot of work last night?”

The older smirked. “She did a lot last night. So let’s just let mommy rest today.” Shihoh nodded. “Princess, let’s go on a date together.”

Her eyes sparkled that instant, staring at him. “Can I wear my pink dress?” Yuta nodded, smiling. “How about mommy?”

“Let’s just go on a date with her later. For now, it’s just daddy and Shihoh.” The younger nodded, giggling. She excused herself to fix herself for their so-called date. Yuta shook his head. She’s really a grown-up.

Shihoh had been repeatedly saying that you will get sad if you wake up and find out they’re on a date and Yuta had to reassure her that he had full permission to date her. He wanted to be jealous, your bond is really out of this world now. Even at the park, while Yuta is setting up the small picnic he prepared, Shihoh kept on mumbling about her mom. And he thought he’s the only person who would love you this much.

He was just watching her with a smile on his face. She’s picking up your habits. The way she scrunches her nose while she’s having trouble opening the lid of the yogurt, even your odd way of eating the crust of the sandwich first. Shihoh has become an exact replica of you. And it’s endearing. Truly, a mini-you. How can Yuta not fall in love with his daughter?

Shihoh asked if she could play in the playground and Yuta nodded, packing up the picnic he made. Yuta fished his phone out, dialing your number while watching Shihoh from afar. “How was your date?” You asked that made him chuckle.

“Shihoh was worried that you’re going to be sad. She wished you’re here.”

You smiled fondly over the phone. “It’s your bonding. You wanted a daddy-daughter time together.”  

He laughed, leaning his back on the tree nearby. “Yeah. But you call me daddy as well.” You had to call his name to make him stop, making him laugh. “How are you feeling? Shihoh was asking me why you’re still asleep and I told her you did a lot of work.”

You giggled. “I did do all the work.”

“Because you missed me so much,” Yuta said with a smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll do all the work tonight…” He hastily stood up when his attention went to the playground, “Shiho Nakamoto!” he called then the line got quiet.

A lot of scenarios were running in your mind. Did she get hurt? Yuta sounded mad. You messaged him, even trying to call but he didn’t answer any of it. You grew worried. Nothing bad happened, right?

You heard the car enter the garage as you paced back and forth in the living room, biting your thumb. The moment you opened the door, Shihoh hugged you while crying and Yuta just stormed past the two of you. He looks angry. “Daddy is mad at me.” Did they fight?

Yuta sighed when she started sobbing in your arms, escaping to the kitchen. What happened? You carried Shihoh inside, placing her on your lap as you sat on the couch. “Can you tell mommy what happened?”

She breathed heavily, “The boy has a boo-boo so I kissed him and then…” Her cries got louder as she leaned in your arms. “Daddy got mad at me.” You had to bite your lip to prevent yourself from smiling. That’s just cute. “I just want to make him better.”

“I know, honey.” You said in a soft voice, rubbing her back. “But Shihoh you cannot just kiss someone like that.”

She stared at you wide-eyed. “Why not? You do it for me all the time.”

“Because I’m your mommy.”

“I wanted to be a mommy as well.” You gasp at that. She’s really cute. “I want to be like you.”

You giggled. How can you explain this to a five year old? “I thought you wanted to be Elsa?” But she just stared at you. “Honey, you’ll be a mommy if you grow up. You’ll be a mommy if you meet someone like daddy.” Her eyes were still curious and it made you smile. “Now, just let mommy be mommy. And you as mommy and daddy’s princess Elsa.” 

“But daddy is still mad at me,” she said in a sad voice that broke your heart.

“He’s not. He’s just scared.”

“But daddy is strong. He doesn’t get scared.”

“He does. Especially when it’s about you.” You said. “Daddy is scared that his princess will become a queen and be taken by some prince from another kingdom.” The look in her eyes made you giggle. She looked scared.

Shihoh shook her head. “I don’t want that. I still want to be daddy’s princess.”

You smiled. She really does admire Yuta. "So Shihoh, we don't kiss other guys especially in front of daddy, okay?" In her innocent look, she asked if that includes Mark oppa and you nodded. "Even NCT uncles, honey."

Shihoh nodded then hugged you tight. "I'm sorry mommy. I won't do it again."

"You shouldn't say sorry to me." You gestured at the kitchen that made the little girl nod.

It does seem comical when Shihoh approached your husband, looking really scared. "Daddy…" she called. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again." Yuta had to kneel in front of her as she hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry, princess. Daddy overreacted."

"Don't be scared, daddy. I don't want you scared. I'll forever be your princess."

"And I'll forever protect you, my princess." He wiped away her tears as you watched the two of them. "Sorry, daddy made you cry."

"Sorry, Shihoh made you mad." She was now smiling. Any sign of their rift earlier is nowhere in sight which made you smile. They're really the same.

Yuta asked Shihoh to change into her home clothes and she ran into her room that made you chuckle. "So…" You started. "Where did she kiss the boy?"

"His hand," Yuta mumbled which made you surprised. All this drama just because Shihoh kissed a guy's hand? Yuta is just too much. "A lot of things flashed in my eyes, okay?" He revolted but you still chuckled. "I even saw her in a wedding dress."

You had to roll your eyes at that. "Don't you think that you're a little protective of Shihoh? Calm down Yuta, she's just five years old. She won't be wearing the wedding dress even after ten years."

"You bet she's not."

A chuckle escaped your lips as you hugged his waist. His hand rests on your back, staring at you in question. Why are you suddenly so clingy? "Will you stop being too overprotective if we have another child?" His eyes lit up that instant. The same expression Shihoh has. "Besides, she already said that she wants to be a mom. Maybe she can now take care of a younger brother or sister."

You felt Yuta trap you in a hug, hands on your waist. "Are you sure?" You nodded, sliding your arms on his chest to hold his shoulders. "I love you, Y/N." he mumbled, rubbing your nose together. "I'm glad you're Shihoh's mom."

"Do you have any other choice?" He giggled. Yuta's lips were on yours that instant. The same gentleness he had from last night as he held you tight.

"Mommy, are you hurt?" Shihoh asked, eyeing the two of you. You had to shake your head as Yuta scooped her in his arms.

"Shihoh, do you miss your uncles? Do you want to spend the night with them? How about Mark?"

You laughed. God, you're really in love with your family.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

SECOND CHANCE

Prompt: Just some good old fluff with Finny boy

Word Count: Long, bitch! So fucking long

Pairings: Finn Bálor x Reader

Warnings: Angst, fluff, smut (implied)

Editor: @thenightmareismyreality

Tag: @theworldofotps , @new-zealand-chic , @sassymox , @waywardwrestlewritingwaif , @yungbludjazz360 , @starwithaheart

Notes: Found this in an old file (wrote this about two years ago, maybe?) But I kinda like this little story ❤️ If you’d like to check out my previous works, you can find them on my Masterlist 😉

A deep sigh of relief left my lips as I brushed my damp hair. I heard a commotion in the living room, and began to dread the potential fight I would have to break up between a four and six year-old over a remote control.

“Mommy, mommy, mommy!” Caleb screamed in excitement, while bursting through my bedroom door like a maniac

“You’ll never believe who’s downstairs with us” He jumped with a cheeky smile

“Cal, who’s downstairs?” I ask worryingly, instinctively reaching for the gun that I kept in my nightstand

Caleb laughed and ran downstairs again.

As a homicide detective, my cop instincts combined with my motherly instincts took over me and I ran to the living room in only a tank top and panties, with my gun already aimed to shoot.

Although, the last person I thought I would see standing there, braiding my daughter Maeve’s hair in a style reminiscent of queen Elsa, and watching Caleb showing off his somersault technique was HIM…

That caught me off guard and he must have sensed it, because the first thing he did was look up.

“Hi” He said shyly

“What are you doing here, Finn?” I asked, putting my gun down on the dinner table

“I swear I didn’t break in” He laughed, attempting a joke

“What do you want?” I decided to ignore the small talk...there was no need for that, not after everything he did

“I have an injury. So I have some time off for a while and I wanted to stop by to see the kids and you” He whispered the last part

“Injury, huh? Is it bad?”

Even after everything he did, I couldn’t help but worry about his well being, you know, for the kids sake!...

Ok fine, I still love him, but he doesn’t need to know that.

“No, nothing serious. But I got two months off and I was excited to see my family” He looked at me when he said that

“Are you going to see your parents?”

“Yeah and I was thinking if it would be ok with you if I take the kids with me?”

“Of course! Why would I mind?”

His family was always very loving and kind to me, and we became very close once the kids were born. Sometimes I would take them to Ireland on my vacation so they could see their grandparents or they would travel to New York so they could see the kids.

“Because of...you know” He trailed off

“Neither your family or the kids have anything to do with that. I’m a grown woman, Finn. I know how to separate the sheep from the goat, ok?!”

I could feel the air becoming thicker with the tension, until Maeve said

“Mommy, why aren’t you wearing any pants? Are you feeling hot? I can get you the Japanese hand fan daddy gave it to me, if you’d like” She smiled

“Thank you buttercup, but that won’t be necessary. I’ll be right back”

......................................................................

Now, properly dressed, I made my way towards the kitchen to get dinner ready.

“Do you need any help?” Finn asked from behind me

“No, thank you. You can go stay with the kids” I didn’t even bother to turn around to face him

“Y/N, can we talk?”

I sighed ���There’s nothing worth talking about, Finn”

“Please?”

“What can you possibly say that will change what happened? Nothing! It will be a bunch of empty sorry’s and excuses, so let’s just save it, ok?!”

“It’s not empty, I truly am sorry”

“You should’ve thought that before you believed the bunch of lies she told you”

He opened his mouth to say something but Caleb began calling for him to go watch the cartoons with them.

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“Mommy, can daddy have dinner with us?” Maeve asked

“Of course, pumpkin. If he would like to”

“Yay” She screams “Daddy, come!” She beckoned him

The subjects of conversation at dinner were mostly controlled by the kids. They, as per usual, asked me how many bad people I had taken down that day, but also asked Finn about his traveling, which state or city he liked the most, the best foods he’d eaten, which LEGO set was he building, if the hotel beds were soft and ‘what about the blankets?’

“Alright, I know you two are very excited to see daddy, but we need to brush those teeth! So, let’s go kiddos” I got up from my chair

“I’ll do it” He grabbed both kids, resting one on each side of his hip and went up to brush their teeth

When he came back down alone, I give him a questioning look

“They’re asleep” He smiled softly

“Oh, you already put them down for bed?! Thank you” I said, cleaning the kitchen island.

He nodded “I just didn’t bathe them because they said you already did”

“Yeah, that’s the first thing I do when I get home. Or my mom does it for me if I get caught up in a case, but most of the time I do it”

“How’s work?” He asked, sitting down on one of the high benches.

“Good, Richard is my superior again, so he helps me a lot with my shifts, because of the kids” I smiled

“The old man is still working?” He laughed, amused

“Yeah, he already said he will only leave his badge when he’s dead” I cackled “How’s road life? Amazing, I presume”

“Nah, don’t let the bright lights fool ya” He laughed, bitterly “I love wrestling, being in the ring, performing for the audience, but once I pass through the curtains backstage it gets lonely” A little bit of sadness could be heard in his voice “It’s very lonely... it’s different from when I came back home to you and the kids. Now I just get back to an empty apartment, wishing I could get back home” He looks at me

“Finn, please”

“I love you! Why can’t we just try again?”

“Because no!”

“Why?” He pleaded

“Because you don’t know what it was like ok?! You don’t know how much it hurt me, the things you said, the fact that you believed some envious woman’s gossip about me having an affair with Lucas! He’s married for fuck’s sake! To a man!”

“I- I didn’t knew Lucas was gay, Y/N”

“Yeah, you didn’t! And why is that? Oh yeah, because you did not trust your own wife, all you saw was the fact that he is a man and my work partner so you just bought the assumption that woman sold you, choosing to believe her instead of me!”

“It wasn’t like that, ok?” He tried to explain

“It wasn’t like that, you say? When you were the one who came in here filled with accusations! Saying that I had an affair with him, that I cheated on you, that you wished you would’ve slept with half of the women who throw themselves at you everyday, doubting that those kids upstairs are yours, when they’re the fucking spitting image of you! You said all those horrible things, Finn. Not me!”

He stared at his knuckles as I continued, now crying

“How do you think that made me feel? To listen from my own husband how much he wished he had cheated on me. Bragging about all of the hot young women who are waiting to be fucked by a wrestler...You know it was always hard for me to accept that you wanted me and not some hot girl in the locker room, that you had chosen me, that I got lucky enough to not only marry a man who’s physically breathtaking but also such a beautiful person on the inside. And still, it was that same Prince Charming who became the frog! I never thought that” I had to stop myself from saying the next horrible words roaming through my mind

“You never thought that, what, Y/N?”

I shook my head

“Say it”

I shook my head again and he got up from the bench, coming to where I was standing

“Say it, love. I can take it”

“I don’t want to say it” I whispered as more tears rolled down my cheeks

“Shhh, it’s ok, love” Finn pulled my head to his chest “Please don’t cry, I hate when you cry” His arms are tightly locked around me, providing me the sense of comfort that only he could give. And I hated that!

“Let me go” I tried to push him away

“What’s wrong, Y/N?”

“Just don’t touch me” I said, shoving him away

He knew that I was closing him off, I could see it in his eyes

“Say it! You never thought that what?” He insisted, more forcefully this time

“I never thought that someday I would regret meeting you! Marrying you, starting a family with you. If I could do it all again, I wouldn’t!” I spat

“You wouldn’t?” He scooted closer

“No” I answered with venom in my voice, trying to turn my undying love for him into hatred

“But I would!” Finn said firmly

I shook my head in denial, as he cupped my cheeks in his calloused hands, making me look up to meet his blue eyes

“I would do it, all over again. Meeting you, dating you, marrying you, having kids with you, in the future seeing the kids graduate high school, college, be at their wedding, take our future grandkids to the park, and spend the rest of my life with you! I would choose you over and over and over again! I choose you everyday, Y/N”

I squeezed my eyes shut

“You’re lying! Stop lying, Finn” I whispered

“Am I though? Open your eyes and look at me. I was never able to hide ANYTHING from you, I can lie to anyone but you. You can always see through me, so just look at me and tell me if I’m lying. If I am, then I promise you, I’ll leave this house right now and you’ll never have to see me again! Just open your eyes” He kissed each closed eyelid

After a few minutes, I gathered the courage to finally look at him and I could only see love, regret, pain and truth.

“I love you Y/N and always will. Yes, I was dumb to listen to some random gossip and I’m paying the price for it, but the only thing I ask you is: please, don’t give up on us! I’ll give you whatever time you need, just promise me that we’ll fix it. That we’ll be together again...You, Caleb and Maeve are my life! I would die to save you in a blink, love. If I had to choose between your life or mine I would choose yours, becau-“

I placed two fingers on his lips

“Stop talking like that! You know I don’t like it. It attracts those bad vibes, you know?”

Finn lightly chuckled “But I mean it”

“Stop! I don’t like when you talk like that... I hate to think that something bad could ever happen to you. You know, because of the kids” I tried to hide my feelings

“And you wouldn’t miss me, not even a little bit?” He teased

“I miss you everyday” I quickly slapped a hand over my mouth when I realized what I just said

He smiled sweetly, leaning down to place sweet and innocent pecks all over my face.

Finn started on my forehead, then he went to my temples, followed by the cheekbones, apple’s of the cheek, jaw, chin, side of my lips. Finn pulled back to search for any resistance signs and when he found none, he kissed my lips. A lazy kiss, that grew more urgent by the minute.

“Fuck, I missed you so much” He moaned, now kissing my neck

“Finn, wait. Wait a minute” I tried to pull his head back by his hair but that only made him moan.

“Finn!” I said harshly, finally having his attention

“What’s wrong, love? Don’t you want it? I thought that-“

“Have you seen anyone since we broke up?” I asked, not even letting him finish his sentence

“We didn’t break up! You asked me for some time and-“

“Finn, just answer the fucking question please” I pleaded

“No, I haven’t been with anyone in those 8 months. Except for my hand when I look at your pictures” He smirked

“You’re so ridiculous” I whispered in relief as my arms circled his waist

“So...do you still want to make love?” He eagerly asked

“We never made love, Finny. We’ve always fucked senseless” I laughed

“No! We’ve always made love it’s just that we’re more frantic about it” He chuckled

“Ok, we sleep together and then what?” I asked

“Then you stay here and I go back to my apartment” He simply said

My heart sunk in my chest as a faint “Oh, ok” left my lips

“So I can pack my clothes and bring them back home” He said, as a devilish smile grew on his face “That’s of course, if you want me here”

“Asshole” I lightly punched his chest “I thought you just wanted a one night stand and that’s it. You scared me!”

Finn chuckled, beckoning me closer to him

“You could never be just a one night stand, love. You fuck too good to be just a one time thing” He winked

“So you just want me for my bedroom skills, huh?” I teased

“Yes and no” He giggled “Yes, because no other woman fucks like you do” He bit my neck, growling “And no, because there’s so much more about you than the bedroom” He hugged my waist “You’re my best friend, my nurturer, my supporter, the air that keeps me alive, my everything!” He kissed me passionately

“Can we try again? Start over and leave all that shit behind us?” He whispered

“If you promise me that if we get back together, you won’t listen to other people’s gossip and will come to me whenever you hear somethi-“

“Yes!” He pecked my lips excitedly, as a wide smile took over his face “I promise you, love! That’ll never happen again, you have my word!” He gave me a bear hug and spun me around the kitchen

“Finn!” I squealed, when we almost fell to the ground “We’re going to wake up the kids” I giggled

“Oh no, shhhh” He shut me up with a kiss “We can’t let that happen! Because as much as I love our children, I haven’t gotten any in eight months and I can’t wait to change that with you right now” He pushed us towards the couch and laid on top of me

“But I thought you were going to go and get your clothes”

“I don’t need clothes, woman! You know I like to sleep naked” He winked

And roamed his head down to...

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