#cityofstaars

[musicallisto]

♫ Nina Zenik & Matthias Helvar <3

florence + the machine - kiss with a fist

"A kick in the teeth is good for some / a kiss with a first is better than none"

[aemondtragaryen-archived]

Alina & The Darkling from Shadow & Bone?<3

oof definitely do not like these two. Without spoiling anything for people who haven’t finished the tv series or read the books, he’s so toxic. I mean talk about the definition of gaslighting lmao. Alina deserves so much better and he’s just. the worst.

send me a ship and I’ll share my (brutally) honest opinion!

[wandawxdow]

A Kidnapped Soulmate Part 7

Aleksander certainly didn’t lie when he said you would love it. Little Palace was unlike anything you've ever seen; its marble and gold extravagance bleeding royalty and privilege. It was how Aleksander had described it over the past few days.

Each night before you’d fallen asleep side by side, he had detailed the Little Palace to you. “You’ll be safe there, ” he had whispered, lips brushing against your neck.

Alexander had immediately brought you to his - your - room after arriving, effectively ignoring the Grisha seeking him out. A few females had given you glares as their leader led you away with his arm entwined with yours. But you were in too much awe, too happy, to bother with their petty jealously.

“Here we are, ” he initiated as he pushed the carved wooden door to open. Your head tilted in confusion at the large table placed in the room. Though beyond nice with soft lighting and detailed walls, it certainly wasn't a bedroom. Alexander strutted in, and you tentatively followed, “I thought you were showing me our room?”

He spun around to face you, Kefta fanning out around him. “Through there, ” he gestured, looking highly amused. Prancing around him, you peaked into the room he instructed you to.

Your mouth dropped open at the sight of your actual bedroom. Large in size, mahogany wood stretched across the walls and furniture pairing with the soft lighting from various candles. The bed, larger than any you've ever slept on, sat centre of the room with a dark canopy draping across the frame. Breathtaking.

Alexander snuck up behind you, twirling a piece of your hair and inquiring, “Do you like it?”

You stretched around to look him in the eyes, “I love it.”

On your toes, your arms slung around his neck. “I’m glad, ” he rasped out before you reached to kiss him.

Smirking, your soulmate kissed you back and knotted his hands through your hair. Craving spread through your body as your hands roamed across his broad shoulders. Aleksander led you towards until the back of your knees hit the plush bed.

Loud knocks interrupted the private moment, and much to your displeasure, his lips pulled from your own. Sighing, your soulmate pressed his forehead against yours in a silent apology.

“I'm sorry, ” he muttered out, straightening out. You watched as his hands flattened his black Kefta and raked through his hair. Your eyes mainly focused on his single silver ring, though. The way it gleamed in the candlelight and made him appear so - so irresistible.

“Just hurry back, ” you smiled, swallowing down the lump in your throat. You refocused your eyes, seeing his own gleaming back at you. Of course, he knew.

Wordlessly, Aleksander walked over to one of his drawers, pulling out a delicate silver box. You sat on the bed, merely watching.

The man turned back to you, hiding a hand behind his back. Once in front of you, his hand outstretched, revealing a single silver chain.

“For me?” you uttered, looking up at the man you'd been paired with. He didn't respond though, only reached and twisted the band off of his pointer finger.

“You don't ha-”

“Nonsense.”

Looping the ring onto the delicate chain, Aleksander gently brushed your hair across to your right shoulder. With closed eyes, you hummed at the contact.

You felt the necklace clasp onto you, as well as the weight of the ring resting above your breasts. Gently, you held the ring in your hand as Aleksander stepped back.

You looked stunning; Sitting in his palace, in his room, with his ring dangling around your neck. You were everything, and in that moment he vowed to always protect you.

Before he could reach to kiss you again, a knock sounded at the door. He sighed once again, head leaning back to the ceiling in annoyance. Your sweet giggles calmed him, though. “Go, ” you smiled, positively beaming.

“I won't be long, ” he promised before turning and walking out. He didn't look back at you, knowing he would never leave if he did, and already looking forwards to coming back.

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[sol-korolevas]

—angel

@cityofstaars asked Hey! For your 1 word prompts can I get Jesper Fahey with 25 or 26? (Or both?) :) thank u

—return & protection; 

—jesper fahey x gn!reader; 

—a/n: not edited bc we will go out line soldiers. this is my first jesper request :)

—want to make a blurb request? see here

"Hey there, angel.”

It’s the playful lilt in his voice that stops you in your tracks. Your finger brushes against your side as crisp footfalls echo in your ears. A hopeless sheen of warmth blankets your cheeks after you lay your eyes on him. 

But there’s something different about Jesper’s gait. The easiness of it is cleaved by a limp. His one gloved hand is shielding something against his abdomen. 

“Are you hurt?” you ask him, although you’re already certain of it. Years of Healer practice has trained you to know exactly when a person is sick or injured. 

“I got hit by a blade,” Jesper blurts out. “A blade! From the Dime Lions!” He’s waving one hand around dramatically as you guide him into your clinic. And he’s still talking as you set him down on a cot. Finally, his mouth curls into a suave smirk as he looks up at you leaning over him. “But if this means I get to see you—” His words cut off as he winces. 

The blade has sunk a good two or three inches into his abdomen, hence his limping gait. Limp pieces of fabric are thrown onto the floor after you rip them from Jesper’s shirt. 

You frown. He didn’t do any first aid at all. 

Perhaps he didn’t have the time, But still—

“You could’ve died, or suffered something even worse,” you chide him. You press a hand just millimeters above his knife wound, feeling the way his flesh and blood hums. 

“Speak at my funeral, okay? But I know you angel, so you’re going to make sure I heal so good that I can return to work the next day.”

You can practically feel the smirk playing on his lips. This isn’t a tricky wound to heal at all, but Jesper’s moving so much that you can’t focus. Actually, anything where he’s involved is no easy task. 

A part of you is glad he returned and this is all he has. A knife wound. 

The flesh starts stitching close. Jesper’s breathing is faster, which makes you almost smile. 

“There,” you say, petting the flesh that’s now smooth and whole. “Now, are you going to pay up?” 

Jesper sits up as soon as you said it and grasps your wrists together. “Five hundred kruge,” he tells you, but you notice the warm glint in his eyes. “Five hundred kruge and a kiss goodbye, just for you.” 

His hand slides down and captures your own. The glove feels soft and warm against your flesh as he brings it up to his lips. You shiver as he places feather-light kisses on each of your knuckles. 

Letting out a shuddering breath, you ask, “How about you stay here from now on?”

A pause.

But you see it on his face, that head tilt and thoughtfulness. He’s weighing his options still, despite the asker being you. 

"Kaz might come in unannounced if that’s alright with you,” he says. 

“I know,” you tell him. Kaz has showed up from time-to-time by himself to look for Jesper. “I’m used to it.” You offer Jesper a placating smile. “And you can protect me, in exchange for me healing you and your friends.” You don’t miss the way Jesper grins. He moves to sit on the edge, long legs hanging off of the cot. 

“Mm, that’s right, and you can talk Kaz out of letting me work, no?” He lets go of your hand and wrist and pulls you close. 

“I thought you wanted to go to work tomorrow?” But you already know where this is going. Jesper doesn’t exactly like being cryptic or vague. 

“I can’t go to work if I’m too tired to do it,” Jesper says with a laugh and he winks as your cheeks heat up. “Plus, this is gonna be me celebrating for coming out of work in one piece again.” 

He leans back down as you climb onto the cot and cage him with your limbs. 

“No, Jesper,” you say quietly, brushing a hand down his cheek. “This is you repaying me for healing you.” 

[rhaenyratargayen]

I truly do not know how to thank you all enough for the immense love and support you have shown me on this blog. you have given me a space to escape and express myself and I cannot thank you enough for that. I appreciate you all so much. to all my mutuals, I love you all so much, whether we talk daily or not often, I appreciate and love you all. and to my readers, who encourage me and support my writing, I love you, and thank you.

in celebration of 3k, I’ve decided to do a Mother Mother song writing challenge, ft. a few extra prompts <3

(here you can find all the finished fics!)

— rules :

1. anyone is welcome to participate!

2. please submit your choice in an ask with the song you are writing and with what character! I am asking that you stick to Harry Potter characters, but I am also accepting MCU characters as well!

3. remember to take anon off while you’re submitting your ask, or sign with the url you’ll be posting the fic on. disclaimer: this is a writing challenge, not a request form.

4. Smut is allowed as long as you are 18+ and tag your fic accordingly (nsfw, tw nsfw, etc) with a keep reading tab.

5. no underage smut, no teacher/student relationships, no incest, y’all know the drill. also I am asking for no real person fiction as well.

6. Two/three people are allowed per prompt (depending on how many join) and one prompt per fic.

7. Be sure to tag me @vogueweasley in your fic and use the tag #vogueweasley3k so I can track it!

Lastly, have fun! There is no deadline for this challenge 🤎

— prompts :

Mother Mother songs:

Hayloft

sirius black x reader @ginnydrinkstea

ginny weasley x reader @cityofstaars

Wrecking Ball

Arms Tonite closed

tom riddle x reader @animageus

draco malfoy x reader @reeophidian

fred weasley x reader @freddie-weaselbee

Verbatim

fred weasley x reader @weasleyslag

Burning Pile

draco malfoy x reader @gryffindors-weasley

I Got Love

Dirty Town

Love and Truth

james potter x reader @kirawriting

Miles

Sleep Awake

Ghosting

Wisdom

Try to Change

O My Heart

The Stand

Aspiring Fires

sirius black x reader @bwbatta

Getaway

george weasley x reader @spacexcowgirl

miscellaneous songs:

Anna - Harry Styles closed

steve rogers x reader @lumos-barnes

sirius black x reader @ch0colatefr0gs

george weasley x reader @hufflepuffhaze

Medicine - Harry Styles

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

fred weasley x reader @weelittleweasley

To the Mountains - Lizzy McAlpine

Are You With Me - Nilu closed

bucky barnes x reader @breadqueen95

draco malfoy x reader @gryffindors-weasley

sirius black x reader @theweasleyslut

— tagging some lovely friends

@gcdric @slytherinsunrise @cherryweasleys @ch0colatefr0gs @rcwenaclaw @weelittleweasley @iliveiloveiwrite @ickle-ronniekins @awritingtree @spacexcowgirl @lumos-barnes @feetoffthetablee @george-fabian-weasley @gryffindors-weasley @heloisedaphnebrightmore @harrysweasleys @loony-loopy-lupinn @breadqueen95

[goldengoddess]

hey yall <3 @cityofstaars​ tagged me in this so imma do it! 

name/nicknames: i go by june on here! and any pet name/nickname is okay w me 

pronouns: she/they

star sign: pisces sun 

height: 5”5 or 164 cm

birthday: march 13

favorite bands: 5sos and ? i dont really obsess over bands i am so sorry 

favorite solo artists: olivia rodrigo, taylor swift, frank ocean 

song stuck in my head: “dark red” by steve lacy

last show i watched: currently watching ‘how to get away with murder’ & ‘greys anatomy’ and im rewatching season1 of outer banks 

last movie i watched: gifted? i believe? 

when did i make this blog: omg like ages ago but i really started using it around may? april? i have no concept of time 

what i post: fics that are pretty self indulgent lol 

last thing i googled: the lyrics to the song ‘sex is good’ 

any other blogs: not at as of rn

average hours of sleep: ehhh depends but i really like sleep so usually 6-8

lucky number: 13!

dream trip: GREECE 

nationality: argentine but i have US and spanish citizanship as well

favorite song: at the moment its probably dark red by steve lacy or left hand free by alt-j

top 3 fictional universes that, if given the choice, i’d like to live in: riordanverse DUH! and then the grishaverse and the mcu <3

tags: anyone!

[musicallisto]

omg okay so I seen your post about your layout and I only followed you a few days ago but I’ve just started up on this blog and was wondering if you had any tips? honestly literally anything would be helpful your theme is just beautiful

hi! so first of all, thank you so much, it means the world that you enjoy my theme 💜

I've tried to think of some tips - though I wouldn't say my blog is a "reference" in terms of beauty at all, and these tips are not necessarily universal, but they work for me and I hope you find them useful!

— a few words of advice to new bloggers who wish to improve their (mobile) theme;

➣ first of all: let your theme be you. this is the most important point I think, and that's why I'm mentioning it first. compared to other social media platforms, tumblr offers you a wide array of customization options from the way your blog looks to what you reblog, and in my humble opinion you will never be entirely satisfied with your theme if it's not representative of what you like, or how you feel at the moment. my theme has a majority of purple & lilac because they're my favorite colors — it also references the sky because I'm really passionate about it. before even reading a word of my blog, you already know two things about me: 1) I love purple and 2) I love the sky. if you get the reference, you might even know that 3) I like playchoices and more specifically blades of light and shadow, based on my profile picture. let your imagination be wild, express yourself! like pastel colors? go all for it! love flowers? flower up that whole blog. your layout is the first thing people will see about you, and first impressions matter ッ

➣ have your icon and header match. the way I build my themes is very often as follows: I find (or make!) a beautiful icon of someone I like, then I scout tumblr in search of a matching header, and lastly I have the background and text colors match the set. you can also decide you want, say, a yellow or gold theme this time and look for icons & headers in that range. finding matching colors based on the header is easy for me since I love "cropped" headers or those that have a ripped paper effect, and allow the background color to kind of bleed onto the rest of the page. however if you have a regular-sized, rectangular header, you can easily find matching colors/palettes with websites like this one.

➣ keep your bio short. now this is entirely personal preference, but a very long bio tends to turn me off. mine is maybe a little too short, but I think it contains the most vital information about me: how to address me, my age, and what I do on here. if you want to dig deeper, you can click the links — never underestimate the power of links in your bio! imo, your bio should be somewhere between 1-3 lines of text, enough to add whatever quote you resonate with or important information or links you want people to know at first glance (pronouns, age...) but this is entirely subjective! if you want to go for a very long bio, by all means, do it!

➣ have a little trademark. this is totally optional, but a lot of blogs that I follow and whose aesthetics I love have their own little quirks when it comes to formatting their posts, or the way they speak in general. maybe they don't use capital letters ever, maybe they use the small text feature and italicize all their ponctuation like @meiitanoia, maybe they are known for their use of the ™ symbol like @lxncelot. maybe they have an emoji of choice! mine is the purple heart 💜 ; it's my Brand. I also use a lot of little symbols, stuff these little bad boys — anywhere I can, start all my important posts with ˚ ༘✶, and write all my titles with messletters. it's all about finding what you like best to express yourself, like figuring out your fashion style. once again, this is probably the most optional out of all these tips, but it's sure to crown your theme. (and, indirectly, your tumblr persona, because we are visual animals and will inevitably form an image of you more or less based on the look of your blog. no presssure, though!)

➣ for writers: have an organized navigation post/tagging system. this could arguably be extended to gifmakers and other editors, but I'm not really one of them so I couldn't really tell you. if your blog is organized, easy to maneuver — if it's basically impossible to get lost on your blog, then it will give an impression of well-kept and beautiful, like a maze with trimmed hedges where roses nest. i recommend having a fandom list, a masterlist of your works, maybe a post for your rules and what you're willing to write or not. you can also make little banners at the top of each post, like I do — but the one thing I find the most life-changing are dividers. you can use them anywhere, they're elegant, super easy to make in a variety of colors that go well with your theme; it's basically accessorizing your blog. a pleasure. It requires the tiniest bit of knowledge with photoshop or other softwares of the sort, but there are plenty of tutorials if you want to learn!

➣ lastly, keep it fun. don't fret about having the most beautiful theme or get anxious over whether or not the colors work well together or people are going to like the layout or not. a blog can only be as pretty as the person behind it! as long as you are having fun, showing what you want to show, posting what you want to post, and saying what you want to say, people will love your blog for its sincerity and good vibes, I can assure you!

[musicallisto]

🎸omg pls

also yours would probably be vanilla sundae by emily burns<33

omg I listened to the song and I really liked it? it's so sweet and lovely! like a lazy morning! love the vibes <3

you remind me of... soleil soleil by pomme

[musicallisto]

OMG I LOVE YOUR NEW THEME

✧˖°࿐ thank you so much!! I'm glad you like it 💜

[aemondtragaryen-archived]

the ask game😭ok so S&B just came out like last week and I started rereading the books after I watched it (I’ve just finished Seige & Storm) and I’m literally hyper fixating on it<3 I’m not joking when I say I’ve built about 5 different personalities I could be if I was in the universe in my head, I’m completely in love with Alina, Tamar & Jesper and it’s already became the entire profile of my edit account in just under a week✋✋idk I don’t wanna say too much incase you haven’t seen or read it BUT ive literally started reconstructing my personality around Alina, Jesper & Tamar and I’ve took the official quiz to see what kind of Grisha I am and I’m a Etheralki Squaller and it’s making my heart so happy and I’m in my Grishaverse phase again, what about it?

I love Shadow and Bone! I think I read the books back in 2016? And when I say it was my entire personality I’m not joking. The Netflix series is so good!!! I love how they’ve brought it to life. Like how they showed Kaz’s aversion to skin contact without actually saying it outright.

Also the cast is just amazing?? They are all phenomenal and I have been super impressed with everyone. I think I really want to re read the books again this summer because of how much I’ve been loving the series.

[maybanksslut]

"You're cute/hot when you're angry"

with rafe cameron because you won’t write my jj angst 😤

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐲 || 𝐫.𝐜.

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

word count: 0.6k

prompt(s): “You’re hot when you’re angry”

warning(s): explicit language, mentions of being beaten up

a/n: shut up bae I will write the angst </3 prompts in bold!!

It was late; way past midnight and you were laying in bed, reading a book while soft, slow music poured from the speakers on your shelf. It was a peaceful evening, so you ravished in the serenity of the moment. This calmness didn’t last very long, though, for only a few seconds later, you heard an annoyingly loud knock at the window over your bed.

Furrowing your brows, you threw your book to the side, drawing the curtains. You opened the window, only to be met with the burning, yet icy, stare of your boyfriend, whose face was covered in bruises and blood.

“Rafe, what the fuck?” You whisper-shouted in his direction.

“Hey, baby. Care to help me out a little?” His voice was a little hoarse, and while you suspected he’d just gotten into a big fight, a smirk settled over his lips nonetheless. You sent him a glare, so he added: “Please?”

You sighed frustratedly, moving so he could climb inside, eyes scanning his bruised features. Now you were certain someone had beaten him up. His lip was swollen, blood streamed from his nose and he had a big black mark on his jaw.

“Take a picture, It’ll last longer.”

“Shut up and sit down,” You grumbled. “I need to disinfect your wounds. Meanwhile, why don’t you tell me what the fuck happened?”

Listening to him rant about how Pogues were the reason for all of his problems and how they said he was a ‘pussy’, you found all the necessary things to clean him up. You came back to the room, pouring some rubbing alcohol on a cloth and pressing it against his cheek. He flinched, hissing, but you ignored it.

“You can’t go around beating up people that insult you, Rafe. What if they end up hurting you? I don’t want to see you in a hospital bed.”

He fell silent, and for a minute, you thought he felt ashamed and a root of regret started growing in your heart. Maybe you’d gone too harsh on him? Then, slowly, a smirk crept onto his features and he reached for the hand in which you were holding the cloth, bringing it to his lips and gently kissing your knuckles.

“You’re hot when you’re angry, y’know.” He mumbled and you sighed, seemingly annoyed, yet you felt butterflies swarming in your stomach, a sweltering fondness materializing in the depths of your heart. It might’ve been foolish of you to forgive him on the spot like that, but to your defense, it was really difficult to stay mad at Rafe for long.

“Only when I’m angry?” You asked with a pout, blinking at him innocently.

“No, not only when you’re angry. You’re always hot.”

“Right now, too?”

“Most certainly.” And with that, he brought his hands to your hips, pulling you closer and making you sit in his lap. “You always look beautiful, pretty girl.”

With a smile, you bent down to press a kiss to his lips, intending for it to be short and sweet. Yet Rfae had better plans, his hand moving to the small of your back and pulling your bodies closer together. You sighed dreamily as his tongue grazed your lower lip, tugging at his hair gently. The kiss was slowly turning into a full on makeout session; Rafe’s fingers slipped under your shirt and you moaned, cupping his face in your hands.

“Ow,” He groaned at the contact, causing you to pull away, worried. “Shit, I guess you were right. If getting in fights means I can't even kiss you properly, maybe I should stop.”

You giggled, fingers brushing over his lips softly and you kissed him again. Fireworks went off, and you were pretty sure you'd never ever get tired of that feeling.

TAGLIST: @riddikulusweasleys @miiamour @sarah-writes-sometimes @shadesofvelma @sonnydoesrandomshit @canibeoneofthepogues @vintagebitc @voidmalfoy @bikinibottomspeach @cityofstaars @natashxromanovfreads @bxnnywatts @itzstacie-blog @pogueslandia @wlwmaximoff @cherryobx @the-jess-life @avengersbitch @edgeofgr8 @iwritesiriusly @o-rion-sta-r @sprucewoodlover @fairyprettygirly @dorcasmeadowesx @i-wanna-b-yours @imsiriuslyval @messi-jessi603 @dracoscene @vintagefck @myalupinblack @magnificentevilsstuff @inureflower

[maybanksslut]

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 || 𝐣.𝐦

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

word count: 0.7k

summary: you're on your period, and it hurts like hell. luckily, jj is there to save you.

warnings: periods and tooth rotting fluff. that's it. literally as sweet as it can get.

a/n: dedicated to my bestie @cherryobx idek if you're still on your period, but I hope you like this one babe <3 special ty to @drewstarkeysbitchh for proofreading

“Babe? You comin’? We’re ready to go.” You heard JJ’s loud voice that absolutely did not help your intense headache that seemed to shatter your brain from the inside, before a head full of blond hair turned up in the doorway. “What are you still doing on the couch? The boat’s waiting for us.”

“I’m not going,” You sighed, rubbing circles on your temple to ease the pain.

“What do you mean, you’re not going?”

Your boyfriend’s tone was unusually soft as he slowly walked over to you, a worried expression vibrant on his features. His steps on the hardware floor echoed in your head mercilessly, ten times louder than they usually would’ve been. Standing over you, JJ brought his hand to gently cup your face, his thumb brushing over your lower lip. “What’s wrong, princess?”

You sighed, tired of the sharp pain in your lower stomach that appeared and vanished every five minutes, driving you crazy. It didn’t exactly help that you were extremely stressed, for you’d promised your boyfriend and his friends to help them look for the lost gold today, which caused a strong ache to appear in your head. You were pretty sure all your nerves were on fire.

“Nothing. Just that I’m bleeding and every single cell in my body is in agony.” You laughed bitterly, before curling up in pain as a reaction to the sudden sting you felt in your abdomen. JJ’s half confused, half terrified face looked quite comical as he hovered over you, and you certainly would’ve giggled if it wasn’t for the circumstance.

“Shit, are you okay? Why are you bleeding? Should I take you to the hospital?” His voice was laced with worry as he sat down at your side, carefully placing one hand on your thigh, stroking it softly in an attempt of comforting you.

“I’m on my period, JJ. No hospital is needed.”

“Thank god,” He sighed, putting his head on your shoulder and burying his face in your hair. His hot breath tickled your skin lightly, causing a smile to appear on your face while JJ’s arm wrapped itself around your face. “Then we’ll stay home today.”

“No,” You protested. “I can’t ask you to do that for me. I know how important finding the gold is to you.”

“Well, then it’s a good thing you didn’t ask anything of me, huh, pretty girl? Look, gold might be valuable, but you’re far more important to me than a yacht or two. I wouldn’t be able to enjoy money without you by my side, anyway.”

You barely had time to smile, your heart filled with adoration for the boy who sat on your left, before you sensed a sharp sting in your lower stomach, yet again, and a yelp of pain left your mouth. JJ reacted quickly, both his hands moving your waist as he situated himself behind you on the couch. His fingers, ever so slightly grazing your skin and setting it ablaze, lifted up your shirt just a little, before he put his hands on your stomach, pressing down slightly.

“Does that feel better?”

You let out a relieved breath, nodding at him to continue massaging the spot that had previously caused you so much pain. The suffering didn’t evaporate entirely, of course, but the amount of weight that was taken off of your shoulders was enormous. JJ’s slow movements made you relax in his arms, a small smile taking its place on your face.

“Thank you.” You whispered in his direction, grabbing hold of the hand he wasn’t using to ease your pain, and interlacing your fingers, before bringing his fingers to your lips, kissing them softly. In response, he sent you a loving gaze, his blue eyes sparkling with endearment.

“Anything for my pretty girl.”

JJ’s words sent sparks through your whole body, and as he bowed down to press his lips to your neck, you giggled a little, squeezing his hand harder. You could feel his smile against your skin as he peppered your neck with kisses, stopping at your sweet spot and biting down on it. His actions made a dreamy sigh escape past your lips, and you closed your eyes, ravishing in the sound of his soothing voice.

“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, (y/n), I hope you know that.”

TAGLIST: SFW: @riddikulusweasleys @ronbrokemyheart @sarah-writes-sometimes @shadesofvelma @sonnydoesrandomshit @canibeoneofthepogues @vintagebitc @voidmalfoy @bikinibottomspeach @cityofstaars @iamninaannaisreading @bxnnywatts @itzstacie-blog

[maybanksslut]

12 + 15 from sarcasm list with rafe pleasee

𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 || 𝐫.𝐜.

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

word count: 0.6k

prompts: “I have an urge to do something stupid.” “I’m stupid, do me.” + “Yeah, no, thank you. Wouldn't want to get infected by your stupidity.”

warning(s): explicit language, fluff!, no season 2 spoilers!

a/n: I wrote this aaaages ago lmao hope u enjoy while i work on some smut for y'all <3

“I have an urge to do something stupid.” You sighed, flopping down on Rafe’s couch covered in sweat.

You were bored, drained, and on top of it all, hot. The air surrounding you was sweltering, closest burning your skin. Since there was no way you were getting rid of the heat, you decided to eliminate another irksome thing; namely, your weariness. Perhaps doing something stupid wasn’t exactly the best solution, but it would most certainly provide you with the entertainment you oh-so-much needed.

Rafe sent you an amused look, a smirk playing on his lips. “I’m stupid, do me.”

You rolled your eyes at his statement, biting your lip. His eyes held a spark of infatuation as he looked at you with puppy eyes. It was really impressive how he managed to synchronise both the face of a clingy boyfriend as well as a cocky bad boy.

You leaned closer to him, feeling the heat of his skin against yours as your forehead touched and his gaze dropped to your lips. A smile found its way to your face as you brought your lips to barely touch his; your teeth grazing his lower lip as you whispered:

“Yeah, no, thank you. Wouldn't want to get infected by your stupidity.”

It took a second for him to realize you were playing with him, and he looked a little confused as you started laughing. God, his expression was everything! Furrowed brows, his hair a mess while the color of his eyes darkened slowly. Before you knew it, his strong arms had wrapped themselves around your waist, pushing you down on the couch and he hovered over you.

“Is that so?”

His tone was mocking, his signature smirk plastered to his face. You had no time to reply before you felt his fingers slip under your shirt, gently grazing the skin on your stomach. A shiver ran down your spine and you suck in a breath at his actions. Then, his movements took a different turn than you’d expected, causing you to gasp in surprise.

“Oh my god, Rafe, stop!” You half-laughed, half-shouted as his fingers began tickling you. He only smiled widely from above, ravishing in the sight of your scrunched up face as a series of laughs and giggles escaped past your lips. He truly was enjoying this.

“Apologise.” He guffawed. “Apologise and I’ll stop.”

“I’m sorry.” You uttered between laughs as tears started to well up in your eyes. You tried to wriggle out of his grasp, yet he was much stronger than you. Plus, you were pretty sure it only made him feel better about himself to see that you struggled.

“What? Sorry, couldn’t quite hear you.”

“I’m sorry! For fuck’s sake, Rafe, you’re not stupid, okay? I was just kidding.”

The dark blond chuckled yet again, finally letting go of you. “That’s what I thought.”

You sat up on the couch, feigning annoyance and looking away from your boyfriend. Soon enough, a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around your middle and Rafe’s head rested on your shoulder from behind. His lips met your neck and you felt a pleasant wave of rapture run over you at his sweet kisses.

“Asshole.” You muttered, yet you couldn’t suppress the smile that appeared on your heated up face as your eyes met Rafe’s gaze.

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[maybanksslut]

Okay now for the request, can you please do fluff prompt 4 and 6 for my darling rafe cameron? I love jj but I’m turning into a rafe girl 😩

𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 || 𝐫.𝐜.

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

word count: 0.7k

prompt(s): “Do you ever just have a desire to kiss someone?” “Yeah, right now.”

warning(s): consumption of alcohol, suggestive themes, explicit language

a/n: I only used one of the prompts, because I couldn't make them for together - sorry! thanks for requesting baby <33

“Holy fuck, Rafe. The music’s too loud.”

“Are you sure? Or maybe you’re just too drunk. Personally, I don’t even hear it anymore.”

“Idiot.” You laughed at him, stumbling over your own feet while the music pounded in your ears.

It was a big party, and Rafe’s house was full of sweaty bodies, while his own sweaty hand was in yours. The scent of alcohol filled your senses, as well as the beer that was running through your veins, only embellishing the fun of the moment. You dragged the boy through the room in search of a quiet place where the two of you could talk - alone, undisturbed.

The perfect spot turned out to be outside, in the garden, where lights were hung up in the trees and the music was subtle in your ears. An elated smile was laced onto Rafe’s lips, a beer can in his left hand while his eyes were on you. He let go of your hand, standing before you with his back against the wall.

“God, I’m so drunk,” You said, taking the beer from him and taking a big sip. “I’ve never been this drunk before. Can you see those lanterns? They look like UFOs!”

“Fuck, you’re right. Maybe they’re here to kidnap us?” As you nodded, squinting to see the lanterns better, he came up behind you, pushing you a little. You jumped, spilling half of the beer on the ground. “Boo!”

“Rafe!”

You sent him a glare, feigning annoyance, but he only laughed vociferously, taking back the alcohol and drinking whatever was left. You stared him down viciously, but when his eyes met yours, you couldn’t help but join his laughter, letting your giggles fill the air. There was something alluring about the sound of your giggles; something immature, yet exquisite

It took several minutes for your laughter to die down, and it happened almost melodically. Quieter and quieter, until the sound evaporated into thin air, leaving nothing but the two of you, in Rafe’s backyard, gazes meeting and hearts going up in flames that were not only caused by alcohol.

The silence lingered in the air for a while, settling, before you spoke, your words gentle, humble, almost and most of all, tender. Like there was a hope there, somewhere inside of you; like there was an answer you were waiting for.

“Do you ever just have a desire to kiss someone?”

He didn’t answer immediately. Minutes passed in silence, your heart thudding loudly as you waited in anticipation. His expression changed multiple times; first, he was surprised, confused, even. Then, a spark of confidence appeared in his eyes, and he replied.

“Yeah, right now.”

You stood in front of him, speechless, your gaze dropping to his lips. It was the answer you’d been hoping for secretly, yet as he spoke those words, you couldn’t quite figure out what to do with yourself. Should you say it back, or maybe just carry on with your life like he never said he wanted to kiss you?

One thing was certain; his lips looked extremely delicious as he licked them, his gaze showing interest, as if he was amused by your aporia. He smiled softly and that was the final straw; without a second thought, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that made you do it, but quite frankly, if it was, you’d have to thank whoever invented beer, because the feeling of kissing Rafe fucking Cameron was more than satisfactory. Shit, it was better than heaven. The way his mouth moved against yours, his tongue exploring inside of it while his hands were on your body; everywhere.

“Fuck,” You muttered as Rafe’s lips attached themselves to your neck, alarmingly quickly finding your sweet spot, almost like he’d planned it. “Rafe, we should take this somewhere else.”

He pulled away, a mischievous smirk playing on his slightly swollen lips and he brushed some hair away from your face. “We most definitely should.”

And with that, he interlaced your fingers, leading you into the enormous house leaving your pulse high and your smile huge. God, what a night this would be.

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[wandawxdow]

A Kidnapped Soulmate Part 6

The snow crunched under your boots as Tomas, the camp leader, led both you and Aleksander to your quarters. The men conversed during the walk, but you were too distracted by your surroundings.

The camp was truly a sight to behold. After nine days spent travelling with a set amount of people, the busyness of the camp was refreshing. People talked loudly, unrestrained and casual despite camping so close to the Fjerdan border. It reminded you of your hometown, with people happy despite their circumstances, and despite your homesickness, you found yourself cheerful. You didn't process that the man, Tomas, had left until Aleksander’s study hand on your back nudged you into your shared space.

For being a temporary room, it sure was extravagant. The bed immediately drew your eyes and you could almost feel your mouth gape open. It was mid-afternoon by the time your group arrived, and the full day of non-stop travelling had left you weary. You could feel your soulmate’s eyes on you as you wandered around the room in awe.

“Do you like it?” he questioned once you finished your inspection. You tilted your head and raised your brows; what did he think?

He put on a gentle smile before explaining, “I have some things to do, but I'll be back soon.”

“Sure, ” you muttered, still entranced by the large space. Kirigan let himself out, and you sat yourself down on the foot of the bed.

Only a an hour later, you found yourself bored; Which for you isn't surprising at all.

You'd tried to read some old book you found for entertainment, but it didn't worked. So, you found your eyes drifting over to the plush bedding. Just a short nap, you reasoned with yourself as you peeled back the thick covers.

As you suspected, within moments the softness of the bed lulled you into a deep sleep.

A bang woke you later. Lazily, your eyes peeled open, expecting to see Aleksander. He had told you that he would return soon. The room was, disappointingly, empty.

Another bang reached your ears alongside a collective cheer. Sitting up in the bed, you looked over at the closed curtains serving as a door; Nothing out of the ordinary. Slipping your shoes back onto your feet, you stood approached the exit.

The curtain pulled away to reveal the outside world. With your head peeking out, you looked around. Two guards were stationed at the door and staring ahead. Beyond them, a flurry was activity was transpiring.

A trio of colours swirled together as Grisha seemed to dance together in a symphony unheard of by you. They were sparring as the sun set - dodging and attacking with a grace practised for years. While small groups fought, others stood around in a perimeter and cheered on. Truly, a sight to see.

You took a few tentative steps out of the tent, and without a reaction from the guards, you directed yourself over to the group. Despite your excitement, you recognised the two Heartrenders following behind you, likely as instructed by Aleksander.

You stood with the mob, gazing at the lighthearted sparring. A Tidemaker and Squaller were throwing punches in front of you with two Heartrenders battling it out beside them. In awe, your eyes couldn't leave the sight. Sure, you've seen people fight before. But no one so trained, so graceful, and so talented. No one who incorporated Grisha powers effortlessly with combat.

Little did you know that your own Grisha had returned and was staring at you in awe. Aleksander Morozova was used to being shamed for his powers, was used to Grisha being shamed by those who feared them. The look on your face though wasn't fear but amazement. You didn't fear their power, and neither did you fear him.

Men and women parted for him as he walked through the crowd to you. “Enjoying the show, ” he teased, alerting you to his presence. Spinning around, you smiled up at him. “Of course.”

Noticing some badly hidden looks, Aleksander offered his arm to you while looking clearly at the crowd. They'll all know you're his. It’ll be their only warning.

Oblivious to the possessive gesture, you happily looped your arm with his and followed as he led you away. Though you enjoyed the display, it paled in comparison to Aleksander, your very own Grisha.

Wordlessly, he walked you both back to the large dwelling, opening the curtain door for you to enter first. You do, noticing Aleksander freezing at the doorway. “What’s wrong, ” you inquired worriedly, tracking his eyes to the bed you’d woken from.

As your mind spun, as did his with thoughts of you and him and the future. The simple unmade bed brought him a flash of images of the life the two of you could have together; getting to wake by your side each day, and protect you at night. He wanted it.

Your wavering voice broke him from his fantasy, “We don't have to - I mean - I can sleep” Your foot tapped against the group nervously as you tilted your head to the bed, hoping Aleksander would get your meaning.

Was it too much, too fast? Maybe the other night was a fluke and he doesn't want you.

“No.”

You let out a breath at his short grumble, watching as he walks even closer to you.

“I want you to sleep wit- by my side.”

His eyes locked onto yours, waiting for a reaction. He posed a silent question, telling you that he's ready if you are and if not, he’ll back off. He’ll wait.

You felt your cheeks flush at his wording. You gave him a short nod, noting his expression change to one of relief. Not-so-subtly your eyes trail down his face to his lips. A smirk graced Aleksander’s face, and you barely got to look him in the eye before he leant even closer.

His eyes searched yours at that moment and once again, you slightly nod as encouragement. You’ve been ready for your soulmate for your entire life, and now he’s here in front of you. You’re ready.

His hands of your cheeks sent a buzz through your body, as though it's finally awakened after a lifetime of slumber. Their warmth sunk into your skin with the cold contrast from his silver ring. Most spectacularly, his lips pressed against your own filled every dream you’ve had since childhood. Your soulmate was there with you, and he wasn't letting go. So, neither would you.

Kinda thinking I should leave the story here...Thoughts.

For those of you who read my last part, I think I’ve worked out why I can’t tag some people. These specific accounts are the only ones who have never posted or reblogged anything. I'm thinking I can't mention them because tumblr thinks the account is fake/inactive.

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[wandawxdow]

A Kidnapped Soulmate Part 11

Your turbulent emotions made the palace garden look eery in the nighttime. The full moon shone down upon you and illuminated the path you paced back and forth.

How could Aleksander do this? Lie to your face and act as though he hadn't burdened your soul with bloody murder. You never wanted that, and you thought he would at least respect that. But he didn't.

The man - his group - were bad people, you couldn't deny that. But the legal system exists for people like them, up until society takes justice into their own hands. Just as Aleksander did.

“Darling?” a voice spoke tentatively behind you. You could feel your shoulders tense at the familiar name as your mind stopping its whirling to settle on him.

“Was the ball too much?” he spoke up again, gravel crunching under his boots as he stepped closer. “I know I shouldn't have left you there alone.”

You fixed your expression into indifference and turned to face him.

Aleksander stood a few steps away from you, bathed in the moonlight and looking worried. At your proximity, you unconsciously took a step back. He wouldn't hurt you, you knew that. But he hurt others.

His expression only seemed to deepen at your action. “What hap-”

“Is it true?” you interrupted, already knowing the answer. “Did you kill the group who kidnapped me?”

You could see Aleksander freeze just as you had before. His eyes seemed to clear, his internal question on your wellbeing answered.

“They hurt you, ” was his blunt answer. He stepped forward, and you took another one back.

His confirmation only furthered your fury. You unlocked your clenched jaw to inquire again, “Why? Why not take them to the authorities?”

“Because,” Aleksander swallowed, “I needed to send a message so that it wouldn't happen again.”

You shook your head, feeling tears welling in your eyes. “You murdered people, Aleksander. You lied to me about it.” you choked out, “and I don't think I can trust you.”

Aleksander’s defensive stance wavered at your words, his expression morphing into one akin of horror. “You can, ” he rushed out desperately. “We can be together, okay? No more secrets, or lies or half-truths. I promise.”

Tears fell from your eyes as tears welled in his.

“I don't th-.”

“Please, ” came his broken plea.

You looked at him, really looked, and noted he seemed almost as crushed as you. He had tears lining the bottom of his near-black eyes, a posture uncharacteristically hunched and shaking hands glued to his sides. You found yourself hesitating.

He’s your soulmate, the man you’re destined to be with for the rest of your life. Can you walk away? Away from your fate, your destiny? No, you couldn't. If the two of you were paired together, there had to be a reason.

“One month, ” you piped up with a new resolve. “You have one month to show me that you’re the kind of man I can be with.”

“I will, ” he rushed out as if trying to speak before you change your mind. “I'll be a man you deserve.”

And Aleksander meant it. He’d spent the last few weeks hiding his true self from you. But now he wanted to deserve you, to be someone you trust and your equal in all things. He would change, he had to, or else he would lose you. And that wasn't an option, not for him. He cared too much for you.

The end.

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