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scottishaccentsareawesome · 1 year ago

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Corpse Bride Blackbonnet AU - "The Corpse Groom"

Stede was about to be married to Mary. But on their wedding day, he got cold feet and ran away. It wasn't the life that he'd wanted, he didn't even know Mary, the whole thing was terrifying...!

He ran to the docks, which were his favourite place on the island. Feeling troubled and hopeless, he dropped his intended wedding ring off the dock and into the ocean below.

But wonder of wonders...it landed on the finger of a pirate, whose body lay at the bottom of the ocean, just below Stede.

Before Stede knew it, a cold hand, wearing his ring, reaches out of the ocean and clamps around his ankle, pulling him into the water below.

As Stede falls deeper into the water, he sees a man floating in front of him. A man with long silver hair, tattoos all over his arms, and Stede's ring on his finger.

"...I do," the man says. Then he kisses Stede - and Stede blacks out.

Stede wakes up in the strangest place - a place that is not where he was at all. It's filled with pirates who are quite obviously dead (some are even skeletons!).

Stede is begging the people around him (who are curiously congratulating him) to tell him what's going on.

"You don't know?" asks a pirate, who Stede learns is called "Frenchie".

"I really don't! Please, I need to know what's going on, I don't belong here!" Stede cries, terrified.

"Well, of course, you belong here - you just married the greatest dearly departed pirate to ever sail the Seven Seas!"

Stede is in shock. Complete and utter shock. He just got married. Married. Married to...wait, who?

"Most people call me Blackbeard," his new husband says, coming up behind him and scaring him for the second time that day. "But seein' as how you and I are married now, you can just call me Ed."

Stede's panicking escalates. Ed, sensing this, sits him down in a quiet corner of the - what is it, a tavern? Undead pirates, of course, it's a tavern - and helps him calm down.

Ed tells him a bit about himself then, and Stede in turn, tells him about his own life. They get to know each other over the next few days,, and Stede really comes to enjoy being with his new husband.

Stede finds himself feeling like he's falling for Ed, but the loose ends he has in the land of the living are still plaguing him.

He can't tell Ed he had a fiance right before he met Ed, he knew Ed wouldn't like that. So, Stede tells Ed that he needs to get back to the land of the living to see his parents, and at least tell them goodbye.

Ed takes them to see Buttons, a pirate who knows strong magic. Buttons gives them a spell to go back to the land of the living, and Stede and Ed both go "topside".

Stede leaves Ed to wait on the dock while he goes to meet his "parents". Stede goes to see Mary, as he feels he owes her an explanation - and finds Mary with Doug, the man she was apparently in love with all along.

Stede asks her what it's like being in love with Doug. Mary tells him things Stede can't help but feel are familiar to him, but not because of Mary, or any other woman he's ever known.

"...I hope you find that one day," Mary tells him.

"I think I have," says Stede.

"Really? What's her name?" Mary asks.

"...Ed," Stede says, with a smile. "His name is Ed."

"...So this would be your mother, I presume?" asks a voice from behind them.

Stede and Mary both jump in surprise and Stede turns to see Ed, looking absolutely furious.

"Ed, I - "

But Ed doesn't let him finish. He grabs his hand, says the magic word Buttons gave them for returning to the Other Side ("hopscotch"), and as soon as they get back, Ed storms off, not listening to a word Stede tries to say.

A few days later, when Stede and Ed are still staying apart - Ed furious and miserable, Stede sad and miserable - Buttons comes to Ed with a problem. And Stede, who had come to see Ed to try to apologize again, overhears their conversation.

"Stede gave you a ring as a sign you were wed," he reminded Stede.

"Yeah, supposedly," Ed replied, with a snort.

"Wedding vows are binding 'til death do you part."

"Yeah, and...?"

"...Blackbeard, death has already parted you," says Buttons.

Ed was in shock. He knew if Stede knew about this he would leave and go back Topside to stay.

Stede was shocked, also - but now he was also determined.

After Buttons left Ed, Stede cornered him ("OCH! Merciful Mermaids! If I wasn't already dead, you'd 'a just scared the life outta me...!") and asked him how to fix his and Ed's problem.

Buttons told him that the only way to fix it was simple - he had to die, back in the land of the living. Buttons gave him a deadly poison to drink and sent him back Topside to get the deed done.

Later on, Ed goes to find Stede and Buttons tells him where he's gone and why.

After multiple curses directed at Buttons, Ed gets him to send him Topside to stop Stede from doing something he'll regret.

Back in the land of the living, Stede stands on the beach, pops the cork on the bottle of poison and, while rasing the bottle toward the ocean - as an act of honouring Ed, he recites the wedding vows he now has the confidence to say (and the love in his heart to mean every word).

"...With this hand, I will life your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With a candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

Ed rises out of the water and runs toward him, just as Stede takes a swig from the bottle.

"STEDE, NO...!" he screams, as Stede collapses on the beach.

Stede dies in Ed's arms.

He wakes up later, in what looks like a dilapidated captain's cabin on a ship. Ed looks out the window and sees nothing but blue water.

...He was on a ship on the ocean floor.

"...You didn't think I lived in that tavern, did you?" Ed asked, with a soft smile as he watched him from the doorway.

Stede smiled at him from the cot and Ed walked over an sat down next to him.

"I can't believe you did that, you fuckin' lunatic," Ed grumbled, but still managed a tiny smile.

"Well, I figured it was about time I started taking some risks," Stede joked. "And if dying was what it took to be with the person, I loved, then I was gonna do it."

"But you can't go back," Ed reminded him.

Stede smiled. "Don't need to," he said, squeezing his husband's hand. "...Everything I need is right here."

#ye I watched Corpse Bride tonight (one of my faves) why do you ask #blackbonnet fanfic #blackbonnet #ofmd fanfic #ofmd ficlet #corpse bride au #stede x ed #tw: suicide #our flag means death #ofmd #gentlebeard

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nitannichionne · 1 year ago

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Ransom's Redemption (Chris Evans Fanfiction), Chapter 24: The Song (Ransom's POV)

I can't get it out of my head. Leave it to Fiona to throw me off.

She sent me a picture of Mimi on Insta with none other than her ex-fiance. The guy cheated on her before the wedding. She was hurt, but she walked away from him though. He was stupid enough to think they could work it out. I held her while she cried, and she only cried about it once. I even called in a favor and had the guy's car towed by the city. He loved that Mustang. But it was years later, and they looked too damn close at the tea shop in the online photo.

She was married to me, carrying my kid, right? So why did this bother me?

It simply. Fucking. Did. I found myself going over shit I did, didn't do.

"These shots are okay," the photographer says. Her name is Raine Phillips and she had a pretty nice portfolio. She was a senior at NYU, and Calida called in a favor to get her on this project.

I sigh. "They're missing something."

"Yeah, the electricity, the 'X' factor, I dunno," She shook her head. "I can try again-"

"Uh, can you give us a minute?" Calida asks. She gives the young woman's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "It's definitely not you. Let me talk to him, okay?" She pulls me aside. "What's wrong?"

"Calida, it's--" I exhale, wanting a woman's advice. "I just saw a pic on Insta of my wife with her ex."

Calida frowns and gasps, "Where?"

"At our tea and coffee shop-It's Tea Time Somewhere?" I tell her. "I guess--"

"He stopped by to say hi?" Calida finishes.

I exhale. "I sound like an idiot, don't I?"

"You sound like a jealous husband," she chuckles. "Let me tell you something," she gives me a small shake. "Your wife has always been in love with you."

I laugh humorlessly. "What, cause we're married?" I swallow hard, and turn away. My mom and dad are married. And a big ew on that little mess.

"I don't know about you, but I know she loves you."

I turn to her. "You--"

"I remember when we were dating in college, and I met her?" Calida looks into my eyes. "Her heart was breaking, Ran. I didn't care back then, I was stupid, but I grew up, and I never forgot it. I never did that to any woman again. And I never dated a man who was too blind to see it without at least pointing it out."

"Calida--" I watched her pull out her phone, and quickly click and drag and everything. "What?"

"Listen to this."

The link popped up on my phone and I clicked:

youtube

And then I couldn't get it out of my head. The memories of our conversations, our hugging over the years, and the way we lingered played back in my mind. And, oh, God, our first kiss! Could it be that we always were? That song played in my head over and over as we continued the shoot, and I kept thinking of Mimi every time I looked at Calida.

"Oh, now this is good!" Raine smiles ear to ear. "Good pep talk!"

"Naah, he just misses his wife," Calida shrugs, making me blush.

"Oh, that is so cute!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

We all turn to see Paul.

"Well, look who's here!" Calida says with forced brightness.

Paul's anger and outrage is plain as day on his face. "Calida?!"

"We knew you couldn't start early, so I got you an assistant."

"Assistant?" Paul repeats, outrage in his features.

"Yes," Calida smirks. "We are done with shots here, but will you be ready for the next background?"

Paul looks at me, and I only raised my eyebrows to let him know I was not arguing this. I want to go home. "Yeah...yeah."

We skip lunch and power through, but I took time to buy a train ticket home just in case planes were grounded. The shots were actually pretty good. Raine was good, but Paul had experience, and once Paul had a few expressos he was over it, and helping Raine. She admired him and was willing to learn.

"That's it." Paul announces. Raine is happy and excited.

"Thanks, Paul," I nod, shaking his hand. "You two should work together more often."

Paul rolls his eyes. "It's definitely a thought. I've never had an apprentice-assistant, yes, but this makes me think."

"Merry Christmas, man."

"Merry Christmas."

I go to Calida and see that she is getting ready to leave. We both had our bags on set. "Thanks for everything."

"No problem, we got people to get home to," She smiles. "So...?"

"What?"

"You listened to the song," she grins. "Your whole behavior changed."

I chuckle. "Yeah."

"And...?" She watches me grin, and giggles. She gives me a kiss on the cheek, turns me around, and pushes me like I'm going on a runway. "Get outta here!"

"Thanks, Calida." I said gratefully.

"Invitation to the baby shower?" She calls after me.

"You got it!" I call over my shoulder. "Bring that man, I want to meet him!"

"It's a double date!"

I'm going home. No, really, fuckin' really: I'm going home!

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omgrachwrites · 3 years ago

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High Adventure - Ezio Auditore

Pairing: Ezio Auditore x Reader

Summary: When you hear the news of your awful fiance's death, you travel to Tuscany to meet the man that took his life, and saved yours in return.

Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of abuse, mentions of death

Words: 1379

Translations: Nipote - Nephew

Buon pomeriggio - Good Afternoon

A/N: So, this is just a short little something I cooked up when I was playing AC II, I am so sorry if I've butchered Ezio's character, and I'm so sorry if the Italian is wrong! Please let me know what you think please enjoy, I love you all! xxx

It was a beautiful day in Firenze, or at least that was what it looked like from the intricately designed windows of your families’ grand house. With a small sigh and a longing look, you gazed out the window at the endless blue sky. You ached for the days when you could walk the streets of the beautiful city until your heart was content. Now, you hardly had a moment to yourself, you were either with your fiancé or you were preparing from your wedding.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw your mother glance over at you with a small smile. You wondered if she knew that you had been sneaking out of the city in the early hours of the evening and returning in the morning before anyone had awoken. You needed to learn how to protect yourself, your future husband was a tyrant. But no, your mother couldn’t know, if she’d even had the smallest inkling then you would be locked in the tower until your wedding day.

“Y/N?” your father called from the hallway, startling you out of your daydream.

“Papa? Is everything alright?” you asked, getting to your feet right away.

Your father’s eyes were soft and sympathetic, and his hair was dishevelled like he’d been running his fingers through it, “no, everything is not alright. I need to speak with you.”

Your mother almost got to her feet but your father stopped her with a wave of his hand, “just Y/N and I.”

You thought it was odd but you didn’t comment on it as you followed your father out of the room. He paced up and down the length of the hallway, looking distressed before he finally glanced up at you.

“I don’t know of a kinder way to say it, but,” he hesitated, taking a deep breath, “Vieri is dead.”

Your stomach jolted and your heart leapt for joy – as awful as it sounded. You were free, you didn’t have to marry the monster who had torn your innocence from you so cruelly, “what?” you gasped, you were so shocked that somebody had managed to kill him. The Pazzi had always seemed so invincible, “who killed him?”

Your father rested a hand on your cheek, “it was Mario Auditore.”

You fought hard to keep your face neutral, Mario Auditore had been the one teaching you how to fight, Mario was the only one who knew what Vieri had done to you. You also knew that the Pazzi had killed his brother and two of his three nephews. Though, you hadn’t been training with Mario of late, he’d been much too busy with his nephew, who you’d never met.

“I’m so sorry, my darling,” your father tried to pull you into his arms but you held him back. You had to go to the villa in Tuscany.

“I’m sorry, Papa but I just need some time alone,” without waiting for an answer, you ran out of the house and into the warm sunlit streets.

You couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your lips as you ran through the streets, not giving a care about the looks you were getting from strangers. You felt free, for the first time in about a year, you felt well and truly free. You didn’t stop running until you reached the stables and with burning legs, you mounted a chestnut horse and rode all the way to Tuscany.

As you reached the villa, you all but vaulted off the horse and ran into the town, you got a lovely surprise as you walked through the town. The town was much more lively and some of the crumbling buildings had been renovated, it was clear that Mario’s nephew had helped to restore them.

As you walked through the courtyard, you nodded a greeting to one of Mario’s associates and noticed that he was speaking with a very handsome man. You found Mario in his study as usual and as soon as you saw him, you couldn’t help but call out to him.

“You did it, Mario! You killed, Vieri!” the older, weathered man smiled at you kindly as he shook his head, his eyes twinkling,

“I wish that I had delivered the final blow but I’m afraid that honour belongs to my nipote, Ezio,” he gestured at something over your shoulder.

With a raised eyebrow, you turned around and found yourself face to face with the handsome man that you had seen in the courtyard. Ezio was very handsome with warm eyes and there was a scar down his lip and you vaguely wondered how he got it.

“Buon pomeriggio,” Ezio grinned as he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a small kiss to the top of it as he kept eye contact with you. You just knew that he was a favourite of the ladies.

“Ezio, this is Y/N Y/L/N,” Mario started, “she was intended to be Vieri de’ Pazzi’s bride.”

At once, the smile on Ezio’s face dropped and he looked down at the floor as a muscle fluttered in his jaw and you didn’t miss the deep look of guilt that flashed across his face, “I am sorry for your loss.”

With a smile, you cupped his rough jaw and he looked at you, there was some sort of wounded look in his eyes, “you killed him, thank you, you saved my life,” you whispered before you pulled him into a hug, resting your cheek against his chest, listening to the deep thump of his heart. You felt his body tense before he relaxed and he wrapped his arms around you.

Mario cleared his throat which forced you and Ezio away from each other, you gave each other sheepish smiles as Mario chuckled, “how about you show Y/N around the new and improved town?”

“Of course, Uncle,” Ezio bowed his head and offered you his arm, “shall we?” he grinned cheekily, raising an eyebrow.

You giggled as you placed your arm in Ezio’s, “lead the way.”

The blazing sun was high in the cloudless sky, casting the villa and the town in a golden light, it looked so beautiful. You were worried about who your parents were going to push you to marry but that was a worry for another day, golden afternoons shouldn’t be spent plagued with worries.

“I’m so sorry for the loss of your father and brothers, Ezio,” you sighed as you looked up at his handsome profile.

With a sigh, he ran a hand through his long dark hair before he offered you a small smile, the edges of his eyes crinkling, “thank you, I miss them very much. But, with Vieri dead my soul can rest a little easier. Though, my work is far from over in fact, it’s only just begun.”

You smiled as you could hear children playing in the distance and you could smell the growing fruit in the nearby villages, “I think you’re doing the whole world a service.”

Ezio grinned and ducked his head but you could still see his blush, “so why are you happy that Vieri is dead? Was he awful to you?”

You bit your lip as you almost felt a dark shadow settle over the both of you and you almost shuddered at the awful memories, “he was awful, as awful as you could ever imagine a man to be.”

Ezio pulled his arm from yours and rested his hand on the small of your back, rubbing his thumb in comforting circles, “I am so sorry.”

You forced a smile as you looked at the assassin, “it’s all over with now isn’t it. Though, I’m worried about who my parents will pick next for a suitor,” you sighed.

Ezio looked pensive as you passed by a giggling group of whores, “why don’t you come with me on my journey?”

You almost laughed out loud, you had hardly been out of Tuscany but you couldn’t go with a perfect stranger, no matter how much the thrill of adventure called you, “we’ve known each other for all of five minutes.”

Ezio shrugged, “just think about it, Y/N.”

“I will, I will think about it, Ezio Auditore,” you might have sounded crazy but you were ready for a high adventure.

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vdlest · 4 years ago

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My Works:

2am knock on my door

Posted: May 17, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Anger!Reader

Summary: After Tony's death, Cap's disappearance, and end of Thanos, everybody go on separate ways to continue their lives. You became alone. But one rainy night, you heard a knock on your door, only to find Bucky Barnes soaking wet outside your apartment. You soon realized that you're not the only person who feels that kind of sadness and loneliness. That makes the two of you.

Warning: None

His I Love You

Posted: May 17, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You and Bucky are in temporary LDR due to his mission and just by hearing those three magical words, you felt okay.

Warning: None

You Saved Me

Posted: May 18, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You kept him from being insane by loving him for who he was, who he is, and who will he be.

Warning: None

Costumes

Posted: May 18, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and the avengers are having a Halloween party, and someone came with a familiar costume, making your heart skip a beat.

Warning: None

As Long As We Both Shall Live

Sequel to "2am Knock On My Door"

Posted: May 19, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Bucky didn't like the idea of you avoiding him. So during the mini-reunion party, he confronted you.

Warning: None

Turning Point

Posted: May 19, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x BestFriend!Reader

Summary: You were out with your girl friends, Nat and Wanda, but when you got home, your boy best friend, Bucky, isn't so happy about you coming home late.

Warning: None

Good Morning, Husband

Posted: May 20, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You woke up and see Bucky Barnes beside you, realizing that it's your first morning as husband and wife.

Warning: None

My Lady

Posted: May 20, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: It is Tony's birthday party and everyone's required to wear their best formal attire, and when you did, you caught the attention of James Buchanan Barnes.

Warning: None

He Won't Allow It

Posted: May 22, 2021

Characters: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Just when Zemo is about to use you as a pawn to your next plan for your mission in Prague, Bucky decided to remind him that he won't allow anyone to use you. An unexpected confession came after.

Warning: Swearing

Dreamcatcher

Posted: May 22, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky continues to have his nightmares night by night. You advised him to follow what his therapist told him to do — to have a friend. It turns out, you also needed one. Will the two of you take this chance to help each other?

Warning: None aside from swearing

You Left Something

Posted: May 23, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x ExAvenger!Reader

Summary: It has been a year since you left the life of being an Avenger. But after a year, someone showed up in your house, telling you that you left something when you left your old life. What could it be?

Warning: Swearing, mention of sex/one-night stand

You Matter

Posted: May 23, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky together with the other Avengers went to Florida for a mission. When your ex-suitor was also in the same area, your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, is triggered by your ex's words. How can you make him feel better?

Warning: Jealousy, A little bit of smut, Swearing

I'll Come Home To You

Posted: May 24, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: All the men avengers are compromised in a big mission that has to do with an organization trying to revive and continue HYDRA's works. Seeing your fiance, Bucky, leave months before your wedding makes you worried.

Warning: None

His Muse

Posted: May 25, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Tony and Pepper are finally tying the knot. And your date for their wedding is none other than James Buchanan Barnes, your best friend.

Warning: None

Still His

Posted: May 25, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Winter Soldier x Reader

Summary: You lost him five years ago, but what happens when the new fist of HYDRA turns out to be the man you thought was a ghost already.

Warning: Swearing, Alternate Universe, Poorly Written

Lost & Found

Posted: May 26, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Nearly three years ago, the Avengers lost in a battle for humanity. They lost because of Thanos. Half of the planet vanished in thin air and only God knows what happened to them. Surprisingly, you received a call from Nat telling you that Tony Stark is safely back in the compound with the help of Captain Marvel. But you get another surprise when Nat tells you that Bucky did not vanish three years ago, he was with Tony this whole time.

Warning: None

No One, But You

Posted: May 26, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You, Sam, and Bucky went to Prague for a mission that has something to do with what they call the Flash Smashers, but Bucky is not his usual "game on" mode and you found out why. He's still grieving over Steve's disappearance and for not being able to apologize to Tony.

Warning: Swearing

Onto It

Posted: May 27, 2021

Characters: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Bucky and Sam are both in New York to finish their mission with the power broker, which turns out to be Sharon Carter. The latter is not just the villain in this story, but you once got jealous of her as well when she tried to seduce your man.

Warning: Swearing, Jealousy, Mention of Smut

Nice To Meet You

Posted: May 28, 2021

Characters: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: The restaurant where Bucky always takes Yori to eat with him is where you actually work. You've been watching and staring at him for quite some time now but didn't have the courage to introduce yourself to him. But what happens when Yori asked Bucky to take you out?

Warning: None

No Goodbyes

Posted: May 29, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, CivilWar!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You fought for team Captain America during the Civil War. You were one of the people who believed that Bucky Barnes can gain his redemption. Fighting alongside Bucky, the two of you did not have a hard time getting along and eventually fell for each other. But after the fight in the airport, he decided to freeze himself again until a solution for his condition comes.

Warning: None

Always Beside You

Posted: May 30, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and Bucky have been living together for a year now. Ever since you came into his life, he stopped having nightmares, not until Sam gave up the shield and the country have a new Captain America.

Warning: None

It's Her

Posted: May 31, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: It was supposed to be a night of fun with the whole team, but your ex-boyfriend shows up and tries to ruin your night.

Warning: Swearing, AU, Mention of a little SMUT

Scarred & Bruised

Posted: June 1, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Each time you find yourself falling in love, you'd tell them about your dark past, and they'll always end up leaving you. So you tried not to fall in love with anyone since then, and it has been years since you felt love in your life. But then you met Bucky, and it's not hard to fall in love with him so you ran away from him. After a year of hiding and running from the man you thought was just like anyone else, he found you, and no chance that he'll let you go again.

Warning: Swearing, Mention of rape, Violence

You Made Me Live Again

Posted: June 2, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader, Steve Rogers x Avenger!Reader

Summary: You used to date Steve Rogers, but you knew that he has always been in love with Peggy, so you two stopped dating. Two years later, you met Bucky and slowly fell for each other, but you two decided to keep your relationship a secret since both of you doesn't want to shock everyone, especially Steve, who happens to be Bucky's best friend. But until when can both of you hold back?

Warning: Open-ended, Sappy Ending

Midnight Talks

Posted: June 7,2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: After Bucky and Sam's mission in Brooklyn, they came back to the compound and you noticed that something is not right with Bucky. One midnight, you can't sleep and found Bucky in the mini-bar in the compound and you finally found out why he's been acting differently.

Warning: fluff, a little smut, drinking

More than anything

Posted: June 8, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x BestFriend!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky have been best friends since high school. He always asked you for advice whenever he's dating someone, when you say no, he'd say no as well. But one night, you found each other in your room, having sex. Waking up the next day, he's gone. No text, no call, nothing.

Warning: mention of smut

Build a life together

Posted: June 9, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky joined Sam to help him restore their family boat. But a life-changing event took place. An event of a lifetime for you and Bucky.

Warning: none

Of all the things

Posted: June 10, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Stark!Reader

Summary: Even before the civil war took place, you sided with Captain America about his point of view of Bucky Barnes — that he could gain his redemption. Bucky has never shown you anything bad ever since you met him. The next thing you knew, he caught your heart too. You took their side up to the civil war, and you knew your brother, Tony, would be hurt by your decision.

After the civil war, Tony told you about the truth of the death of your parents, the Winter Soldier killed them. You were hurt too, for all along you knew they got into an accident but it turns out, they were murdered.

Seeing how devastated Tony is for feeling betrayed by Steve Rogers and feeling hurt upon learning what really happened to your parents, you decided to go back with him in New York, without even saying goodbye to Bucky, the man you secretly loved.

A year later, you & Tony received a call from Wakanda, you are needed in a war. But little did you know, you're about to cross paths again with the man you've always loved from afar and secretly.

Warning: none

Only yours forever

Posted: June 11, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: You and the rest of the remaining avengers decided to team up with the Eternals, but seems like your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, isn't a fan of Ikaris and the way he stares at you.

Warning: Jealousy, Fluff, Implied Smut

I'm home in your arms

Posted: June 14, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Bucky always comes to visit you, but he asked you to come over to his place this time. Upon your arrival at his apartment, you found him sad and emotional.

Warning: Fluff

Definition of heaven

Posted: June 16, 2021

Characters: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: You found out you were pregnant with Bucky's baby when the blip took place. You keep the baby and raised him by yourself and with the help of a few friends. You have always believed that Bucky will come back to you and your son, Gabriel. Five years later, the Avengers won, Bucky came home to you and Gabriel.

Warning: Fluff

Sergeant Barnes' last letter

Posted: June 18, 2021

Characters: InfinityWar!Bucky Barnes x Fiance!Reader

Summary: You woke up in your bed without Bucky by your side. The only thing you found on his trace is his letter for you, saying his temporary farewell as he leaves for Wakanda to fight with his pal, Steve against Thanos.

Warning: Fluff

Let me take care of you

Posted: June 21, 2021

Characters: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Joining forces with John Walker is the last thing you, Sam, and Bucky want to consider, but after seeing the powerful force of the Flag Smashers, the three of you left with no other choice.

Warning: Jealousy, Swearing, Fluff

The Barnes & Rogers talk

Posted: June 23, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Bucky can't stop talking about you to his best friend, Steve Rogers.

Warning: Fluff

Could we?

Posted: June 26, 2021

Characters: ExBF!Bucky Barnes x ExGF!Reader

Summary: A normal day turns out to be different when you bumped into your ex, Bucky Barnes.

Warning: Fluff

Get her

Posted: July 2, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: When Bucky found out that you were taken by the subgroup of HYDRA called "The Atonement," he will do everything just to bring you back safely.

Warning: Fluff, Expect an open ending, Heartbreak

Convincing Mr. Barnes

Posted: July 5, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x GF!Reader

Summary: Instead of going out of town with you, you convinced Bucky to help Sam in restoring their family boat.

Warning: Fluff, A little bit of SMUT

Just stay

Posted: July 7, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Neighbor!Reader

Summary: Clogged sink, carrying heavy furniture, fixing your broken headboard - these are just some of the times you called your neighbor, Bucky, for help, and he'll be happy to help you without anything in exchange. Until you finally offered something he can't resist, your body.

Warning: Mention of SMUT (18+), Fluff, Bucky being rough and soft at the same time

A little too late

Posted: July 9, 2021

Characters: ExBF!Bucky Barnes x ExGF!Reader

Summary: Bucky broke up with you and left you when he thought you were cheating on him with Steve. He left without any God damn word, and you weren't able to tell him that you never cheated on him, not even a thought of it.

3 years later, Bucky received a letter from Steve, making Bucky feel guilty for what he did to you.

Warning: Angst, Mention of miscarriage, Expect a heartbreak

Love than lose

Posted: July 11, 2021

Characters: TFAWTS!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: The day Bucky confessed to you that he likes you, you told him that you can't be with someone whose life is always in the line of death. So you two decided not to do anything. But when you saw him in the news regarding his mission to end Flag Smashers alongside the new Captain America, Sam, you rushed towards the scene to tell him that you regret your decision.

Warning: Fluff

Each other's home

Posted: July 14, 2021

Characters: Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader

Summary: You just got home from your shopping and spa day with Wanda and Nat, and you found your loving husband cooking dinner for both of you. Just a normal sweet night with the love of your life.

Warning: Fluff

Always you

Posted: July 19, 2021

Characters: Bucky Barnes x GF!Reader

Summary: Thea team is out for a celebratory dinner, but it turns out your ex-boyfriend was also in the same restaurant. Your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, can't help but feel a "little" jealous.

Warning: Fluff, Jealousy, Mention of SMUT

Morning star

Posted: July 23, 2021

Characters: TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: When Zemo asked Bucky to play the role of the Winter Soldier once more for the mission in Madripoor, you can't help but feel anxious about it.

Warning: Fluff

Says who

Posted: July 29, 2021

Characters: TFAWTS!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: You think Bucky hates you because he is too professional when you two are working on a mission, he doesn't do small talks, and he doesn't talk to you about any other thing aside from the mission itself. So when you had enough of his professionalism, you decided to confront him.

Warning: Fluff

Cap's divulgence

Posted: July 31, 2021

Characters: Steve Rogers x GF!Reader

Summary: After six months of putting your relationship with Steve Rogers in much secrecy, the star-spangled man boyfriend of yours finally broke the news to everyone in a celebratory dinner.

Warning: Fluff

For a lifetime

Posted: August 2, 2021

Characters: Husband!Bucky Barnes x Wife!Reader // Groom!Bucky Barnes x Bride!Reader

Summary: You just got married to the man you love, and on the reception, you are asked to give a message to your husband.

Warning: Fluff

The only family he got

Posted: August 7, 2021

Characters: PostEndgame!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

Summary: Bucky is still haunted by sadness after his pal, Steve Rogers, decided to live the life he never had with Peggy. He's very afraid that he'll choose the family he only got left, you.

Warning: Fluff

#bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes masterlist #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n

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thecandywrites · 2 years ago

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Kinktober Day 29- Body Worship

Now you know, I had to go full Raelena on this one. Because the ongoing theme of Magic and Miracles is how Ravus practically worships the ground Selena walks on and is unshamedly and unabashidly completely and utterly devoted to her.

But in this one, I wanted it to be mostly from Selena's perspective about how she adores the man that Ravus has become. Especially since when she first met him, he was a dick, a fuck boy if you will. And then he realized that the boy he was- was not good enough for the woman that she was and so he grew up and grew out of his dickish ways and became the best version of himself which is all Selena wanted and had seen long before others ever could.

Just one more. Day 30 because I already did Day 31 and that one had been on time! The only one that I did on time too lol.

Countless thanks to @starsandskies for her kinktober prompts for 2022. You have no idea how this has saved my life. Literally.

Kinktober Day 29- Body Worship

Selena woke up and smiled happily when Ravus was still asleep.

Ravus was a morning person. But last night he had outdone himself, so she simply laid there, admiring how handsome her husband was.

Suddenly it hit her.

Ravus was now officially her husband.

It had felt like a tiny eternity to get to this moment.

First, he had been an acquaintance, then a friend. Then more than a friend. Then boyfriend, then fiance. And now, husband. He was her husband and would be till death did they part.

Their wedding had been perfect. Planned to a T. Every little detail accounted for and it was her dream wedding and then so much more. Thanks to Chelsea, the most amazing wedding planner ever. No stress, no anxiety, no problems, no worries. Just ease, happiness and delight.

Dany had been the perfect flower girl. The twins had been so good and tottled down that aisle and practically ran into Ravus’ arms before his mother and hers had gotten them from him so that she could come down the aisle herself.

And even though Selena had every friend and cousin she knew of and beyond as a bridesmaid. Even Ravus’ own cousins from Sweden and France and her own cousins from Greece came to this wedding and were in this wedding. Hell Ravus didn’t even know the names of all of her other cousins that had to be his groomsman. Usually such a thing tended to spiral weddings out of control. But not hers. The more the merrier actually.

But despite their extraordinary large wedding party and thanks to Sylva getting extra dresses in every size possible just in case any of the girls didn’t fit into their dresses that they originally ordered, as well as suits. Which ended up being a lifesaver for Ada because her pregnant belly had seemed to be ready to pop and Selena worried London was going to be born during the wedding.

But all was well. Her scars from her accident only 9 months before were barely noticeable and no longer hurt her as she had healed at an almost miraculous rate. Thankfully Selena’s cast came off just in time for her own wedding so she didn’t need to go down the aisle, still in an arm cast.

She still danced the night away with Ravus, and she couldn’t think of a single thing she didn’t like or wished was different about it and was perfectly happy with all of it. But most of all, she was happiest, with Ravus.

She glanced down at her wedding ring and smiled as a sense of deja-vu. The fact that Ravus’ father Victor had designed and commissioned this ring before he died of cancer, she felt proud yet humbled to wear such a precious thing. Not for what the ring was worth as far as rose gold and diamonds. But the sheer sentimental value of it. And the fact that Ravus still had the copyrighted designs meant that others could be commissioned so that it would be a Nox Fleuret family design that any and all children could choose to have if they so wished since Victor had designed three for Luna and three for Ravus. And Selena had picked one of Luna’s designs that she felt in her soul and in her bones was her destined ring. She had dreamed of it before she ever got to see it and putting it on felt like magic and destiny and it had filled her with excitement and happiness.

Tomorrow though, she would be going on the honeymoon to end all honeymoons all across Europe, or at least, that's what Ravus kept on insisting it would be since he had everything already all planned out.

But that was tomorrow.

Today, was her first morning as Mrs. Nox Fleuret and beside her was her favorite person in the world. Her very loving husband, Ravus Victor Nox Fleuret, who she loved with every fiber of her being and couldn’t imagine her life without him.

She had been terrified when she was in her car accident that her life was about to end and all the dreams she had of a future with Ravus were going to end up being only dreams.

But thankfully she survived and she was now more determined than ever to never have anything ever threaten her and Ravus’ lives and relationship. They were just too precious to her. And she knew Ravus felt the same way. And as much as she initially chafed at the way Ravus tried to baby her, she also knew that he was just as scared as she had been of losing her the way she was scared of losing him.

But she understood why he was doing it. But they both overcame their fears and instead of letting that fear paralyze them. They confronted it and armed themselves with knowledge and prepared themselves just in case anything like it ever happened again. They both took defensive driving courses. Then stunt driver courses. Then first aid courses. Then helicopter lessons. And buying the safest cars with extra protective measures installed. Just in case.

All while she pursued her career that she never thought or imagined she would have. And that was as an interior designer for Fosters Interior Designs Incorporated while she earned her degree to design homes from the inside out.

And while she had her own house fully designed and planned out and construction had already began, and all of her friend’s houses were also designed planned and now also beginning construction. And in those processes, seemed to have nailed down a system of figuring out people’s tastes. And while it wasn’t perfect. It was better than just blindly pulling stuff out of her ass, that she felt like she had done in the beginning. But the more clients she acquired, the better her skills at reading them and discerning what they really wanted became sharper and better honed. She had always loved combing through Better Homes and Gardens magazines. But now, she felt like she was living them. And thankfully word about her talent soon spread so that she had quite the waiting list of clients for when she would come back from her honeymoon too.

But all of that seemed a world away. Because right now, her world consisted of just herself and Ravus in this rediculously comfortable bed in their hotel suite.

She cuddled into his side and hugged him tightly before she felt his hold instinctively tighten around her as his breath sucked in deeply as he seemed to wake up to the feel of her kissing his cheek then his mouth as he happily and instinctively turned his head to kiss her more.

“Good morning Darling.” Ravus cooed dreamily as his eyes slowly opened as his smile bloomed on his face.

“Good morning My Love.” Selena cooed back as he rolled onto his side so he could envelope her in his arms and hug her tightly before dipping his head down to kiss her some more before she hiked her leg up over his hip as his hand happily stroked up her thigh to grab her amazing ass.

Then she used her strength to get on top of him and began to worship his body with her own as she wanted to leave no inch of skin that her mouth could reach untouched and unloved as she grinded her center over his morning wood to keep it hard before he grabbed her by the hips and pushed her to be fully seated on him as they both sighed at being rejoined before she sat up to really gain more power and traction as he was happy to hold her up by her breasts that he continued to softly knead while she held his forearms and lulled her head back, happy to reveal every hickey and love bite on her neck and chest and beyond.

The moment her face started to contort in concentration though, Ravus’ hand immediately went to hold her right side where she had broken her ribs.

“Are you ok Darling?” Ravus asked as he pulled himself out of the lustful haze to search her face and body for any other signs of pain.

“Yes, I told you, I healed. I’m ok. It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Selena insisted as she gently guided his hand from her side back to her breast.

“I was just focusing on the pleasure and getting on the highway to orgasm. That’s all.” She insisted as she raked her nails up and down his arms to hold his arms there to support her upper body as she leaned into his hold as her hips were happy to instinctually follow the now, familiar path to ecstasy.

“Ok, but if…” Ravus began to say before she leaned forward to put her finger over his lips to keep him from finishing that sentence.

“I will stop if it hurts. But it hasn’t hurt in months. It never hurt last night. I doubt it’s going to hurt today or tomorrow or anytime soon.” She insisted.

“But for now, let me enjoy my first ride on my husband as Mrs. Nox Fleuret.” She added with a meaningful smile.

“Yes Ma’am.” He hummed a laugh and was happy to support her as she took the reins and set the pace and just stared up in awed wonder that such a magnificent woman was his wife as he eyed the wedding band that went with her wedding ring with pride.

The only thing that had been missing yesterday was his father’s physical presence. But mentally, emotionally and spiritually, he had felt him there and all throughout the wedding yesterday Ravus swore he saw flashes of his father there, sitting with his mother, dancing with her. And then to have Regis, his step dad, read out his own father’s wedding toast he had written out before he died, there wasn’t a dry eye in the reception hall before Sylva revealed a tape that Victor had previously recorded, both for Luna’s wedding and for his own to be played.

Granted, it had been recorded when his dad was obviously sick and dying but to see and hear him on the screen was almost as good as if he had been there in person. And Victor’s predictions about what kind of woman he wanted his son to marry, almost eerily matched Selena to a T. In an almost uncanny way too.

But in a way that only made Ravus happy that his father had been right all along. Even eight years in the past at the time of the recording. It had been the only “surprise” in the wedding that he gave his mother credit for keeping under wraps until the big reveal.

Just like she had done for Luna’s wedding only six months prior. Even his father’s predictions about Nyx were eerily and uncanny in their accuracy. But it only helped both Luna and Nyx and himself and Selena feel that they were making the right decisions about their marriage mates, and that Victor had already given his stamp of approval in a way.

And now that Ravus was staring up at his own Mrs. Nox Fleuret, he couldn’t be happier or prouder about his choice. Especially to see her find and enjoy her due pleasure from him.

He moved his hands from her breasts to her hips to help her find her finish easier and faster and to see her and hear her gasp, keen and moan as she did so was still the most beautiful and amazing sight to his eyes as he soon followed behind her before she opened her eyes and smiled brightly as she basked in the afterglow as she lowed herself to lay over him and catch her breath and recover from her exertion.

Selena, was actually, quite proud of herself for that feat and even happier when she felt Ravus orgasm too. She was happy to lay her head on his chest, her ear over his heart that she knew beat only for her while she knew that hers beat only for him. For always and forever.

#Kinktober #Kinktober 2022 #Kinktober Day 29 #Raelena #Raelena forever!#Magic and Miracles AU #FFXV AU #ravus nox fleuret #Selena Ulric #Selena Nox Fleuret #Yes I promise I will get back to Magic and Miracles and Beyond #I have not forgotten or abandoned it #Just hit a roadblock and got distracted along the way #starsandskieskinktober #starsandskies #But this has gotten the kinks out of my pipes #pun intended

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ravenprinzess · 4 years ago

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run away with me.

pairing ; knight!kazuha x fem!princess!reader.

genre ; hurt-comfort, angst, fluff.

summary ; the princess has to get married in a couple of days. a certain knight who happened to be in love with her, helps her escape from her fate.

word count ; 1.4k words.

warning ; might include curse words, mention of an unhealthy relationship.

note ; aa im kinda nervous. this is the first time i write a fic like that on this app so,, hope you like it !!

all the princess could do was stare out of the window of her room and dream of a life where she wouldn't feel trapped. just two days left till her wedding. and who will she marry, you're asking ? the ruthless duke, diluc ragnvindr. she had to met him two months ago, when her parents told her they found her a suitor. of course, if she could she would of rejected it. when it came to the topic of marriage, she thought people should marry the ones they fall in love with. however, for (y/n) this topic was a bit controversial. due to being a princess, she never got out of her castle and thus never met anyone outside of wealth and royalty. her mind then trailed towards her first "date" with duke diluc, sighing as she recalled their meeting.

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"your highness !" (y/n)'s maids called out whilst bursting into her room. today should be an eventful day for her - she'd finally meet the said man that her parents praised so much. the maids helped her slip into a silky, blue dress before pulling her hair up into a tight bun. soon enough they caked her face up with a bit of make up. they had to make sure she looked the best; after all she heard he only liked 'pretty' things. what a shallow man, the princess thought, a sigh escaping from her lips when she was rushed outside towards the royal garden, where he had supposedly been waiting. she felt as anxiety filled her up. she wasn’t sure what to expect from the duke. she heard he was quiet and cold. however, this wasn’t the only description of him.

“greetings, your highness.” the red haired man greeted shortly, taking her hand to plant a kiss on the back of her hand. “nice to meet you, sir ragnvindr.” the princess greeted back, a small smile spreading across her lips. the two of them took a seat on the bench. she took a deep breath, her (e/c) orbs gazing at the man sitting besides her. “so.” she began, seeing as he wasn’t planning on starting up a conversation with her. “why do you wish to marry me ?” the question slipped out of her lips as she attempted to strike up a conversation. his blood-like orbs glared at her coldly, his lips parting to respond, but no noise left his lips. she raised her brow curiously, receiving a disapproving head shake from him. “just for money.” he had soon blurted out. his response made her heart sink - but she appreciated his honesty. at least he didn’t lie about having ulterior motives.

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(y/n) was sure she’d never be loved for being herself - it’ll always be for the status and the crown. or so she had thought when one day a new, young knight was sent to watch over her. kazuha kaedehara. a young man with silver hair and a red strike in his hair. she thought his appearance was somewhat unique, but didn’t think much of it anymore. she remembered their first meeting. and now, he was also standing behind the door to her room. he was simply watching her. she felt as though he was the only one who treated her like a human being and the only one who understood her struggles. he was the only one who learned how to comfort her and she cherished that a lot. and so did the knight. kazuha was head-over-heels for the princess from the moment he had met her. not only due to her striking visuals, but also for her kind heart. she was the only one who had accepted him the way he was, the only one who made his heart race as if he just ran a marathon. he remembered the first time he had to comfort her, all because of the jerk she had to soon marry.

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"you're really pathetic, you know that ?" diluc groaned as he trained along with the princess to his future, royalty life. the two were practicing a dance - (y/n)'s hands rested on his broad shoulders while his own hands snaked around her waist. "i-i am sorry." the female blurted out. "i didn't mean to step on you." and it was true - she didn't mean to hurt him. she knew how to dance, but it seemed like she couldn't say the same about her future partner. he moved stiffly, and his legs remained in the same spot. "you did it. again." the man hissed in pain and shoved the female off of himself.

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she bit her lip nervously before stepping closer to the man to apologize. "don't get any closer, woman. you've done enough damage as it is. man, if you'd be the future ruler then our kingdom will be doomed. you cannot do a thing right." the fiery man spat out, causing (y/n) to widen her eyes in surprise. his words stung, more than she had thought they would. she could only mutter a quiet apology before storming out of the ballroom with tears spilling down her soft cheeks. kazuha followed shortly, his heart aching from the way her fiance was treating her. that sweet lady, she didn't deserve this, he thought.

he let out a sad chuckle as he recalled his feelings. he wanted nothing more than to save her. to save her from the monster that would only devour her when they'd get married. and as if reading his thoughts, he heard a shuffling inside of her room and then something pressing against the door. "hey, kazuha ?" he heard the princess call out, the tips of his ears turning into a light shade of red. she remembered his name ! he was as happy as he could get, just from that. "yes, your highness ?" the male hummed in response. his heart skipped a beat. what will she tell him ? "remember the first time you comforted me ?" his eyes fluttered, his face heating up when he realized that just like him, she was reminiscing their early memories together. "i could never forget it, my lady."

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right after diluc's outburst, kazuha caught a glimpse of (y/n) rushing out of the ballroom where she had supposedly trained along with the aloof duke. what caught him off guard though, was the sight of the princess' glossy eyes - it was as though she was crying. and like a good, personal knight he followed her all the way back to her bedroom. his heart broke upon hearing her sniffles and watching her wipe her eyes. and yet more tears came out of her beautiful, (e/c) orbs. "why can't i be loved and appreciated ?" the female blurted out before feeling a warm hand on her shoulder. she turned around, her gaze meeting her knight's red hues. "you are loved and appreciated, just not by the people you're looking at." was all he told her. he took her hand to his lips, kissing it softly before letting her get into her room.

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"what you said back then, did you mean it ?" her sweet voice came to his ears, snapping him out of his memories almost immediately. he let out a heavy sigh, biting his bottom lip nervously. "may i come in ? we should talk about this face to face." he knew that if he'd get caught he'd get into serious trouble - but right now that was the least of his troubles. instead, all he wanted was to comfort her and show her how much he, himself, loves her; unlike her own fiance. his eyes flickered in nervousness when he was greeted in silence in return. was that a stupid thing to say ? he opened his mouth to apologize, but before any word could escape - he heard the door opening swiftly and a hand tugging gently on his wrist.

he was met with the sight of the beautiful princess; his heart feeling as if it would burst out of his chest at any given moment. "so ?" she tilted her head as she watched him curiously and anticipated his response. kazuha could only note how adorable she looked like that. "it's true." he finally let out, taking a deep breath. if he'd already started, he might as well just confess already- right ? "i love you; i cherish you so much. you have no idea how painful it is to watch you dance with him. it's even more painful to watch him treat you like this. this is why i want to take care of you, i want to love you and cherish you. i want to show you how you should really be treated. so, run away with me. let me be your husband. let me love you forever and always, till death breaks us apart. what are you saying, princess (y/n) ?"

and suddenly, the idea of running away with kazuha was the only thing you wanted and hoped for. maybe with him you'd find your true happiness.

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aestheticanimegirl15 · 4 years ago

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Meeting their future S/O

Pairing: Kirishima, Bakugo, and Amajiki + Fem!Pregnant! Reader

Summary: These poor babies don't know what happened when you suddenly fell out of a portal into their laps. They are even more confused when they see you sporting a baby bump.

TW:None (other than some slight cussing) just some cute fluff and confused teenage boys.

Omg I never knew people would like my brain dumps so much🥺 thank you!! I really hope you like this one I saw a similar theme on another page but I can't seem to find it so I can credit them😔.Please excuse bad grammar and spelling. Hope you like it!! Stay safe and beautiful 🌸🦋✌🏻

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Kirishima 🦈

🦈 This poor baby was so confused at what had just happened. He was sitting in the common room playing on his phone while Bakugo yelled at someone/something (he had gotten used to his yelling by now and tuned him out.).

🦈 Next thing he knew a beautiful girl landed in his lap from a portal above him. She not only knocked the air out of him but also fought everyone's attention with her pretty noticeable baby bump.

🦈 "What did you do!?" Denki shouted at him while helping you out of Kiri's lap.

🦈 "How am I supposed to know she fell out of the sky!" Kirishima yelled back.

🦈 Everything got even more confusing when they saw the wedding ring on your left hand and your shirt (Which was oversized,black, and had a picture of a much older Kirishima on it,sporting an absolute MANE of red hair, with the words RED RIOT in bold under it.)

🦈 Iida had already started bombarding you with questions about your physical health and didn't notice you grabbing Kirishima's hand and squeezing it while also holding your bump.

🦈 "Guys guys leave her alone already. Can't you see you're stressing her?" He said while helping you up and shooing everyone away as he took you to his dorm room.

🦈 Once there he hears you giggle and mumble something about how "It's a little messier than what you told me."

🦈 Shark.exe has crashed. Excuse me what? Did he know you? He tried to rack his brain for an answer but never found one.

🦈 "Um do you have your husband's number? Maybe we could call him and ask him to come pick you up." Kirishima says while grabbing his phone ready to dial whatever combination of numbers you gave him.

🦈 "You really don't know me yet do you?" You said lightly shifting your body so you could sit on his bed and get off your slightly aching feet. Kirishima shook his head slowly feeling like he did something wrong before another portal opened up and in walked (more like ran) a older and, in his mind, more manly version of him

🦈 Immediately you sprang up and hugged the male and letting out a rather loud “Kiri!!” The male hugged you back before asking if you were ok and placing his hands on your stomach.”I’m fine Kiri I just want to go home and see our son.”You said giggling before turning back to current Kirishima who looked almost ready to pass out.

🦈 “I’ll see you in the future but a little hint.” You leaned in and muttered in Kirishima’s ear “I’m the only one who calls you Eiji.” But before he could piece it together you were already gone.

🦈 P.S He did figure it out and gained the courage to ask you out and the first date went amazing save for the fact he tripped and fell. He totally embarrassed himself but you made it better by giving him a kiss at the end of the date.

Bakugo💥

💥 Ok bear with me on this one, how this played out Bakugo was walking in the dorm building, after he had his ass handed to him in training, when he heard someone yelling, like YELLING, louder than even him. He walked to the kitchen ,where the noise was coming from, and saw a woman with a large pregnant stomach yelling at Denki who had taken away some of Bakugo’s personal stash of very spicy chips from her.

💥 At first he was mad that someone had actually found the secret stash, then he was amazed that someone was able to handle the amount of spice the chips had (he won’t admit it but even to him sometimes the chips were too hot to handle).

💥 Denki sees Bakugo watch the situation before he runs behind Bakugo while screeching “Bro get your girlfriend!!” (poor Denki can't get a break)

💥 “Hey don’t hide behind him you coward! Give me the chips back!” You yelled at the blonde, who by now had run away into the safety of his room, but soon the anger turned to happiness when you saw Bakugo. “Baby!” You squealed and (tried) to run to him but he held his arms out and backed away.

💥 “Woah, woah, woah who are you calling baby!?” Bakugo yelled and in turn made you stop and hold under your stomach.

💥 “You silly! Don’t you remember me?” You say suddenly going quiet for a second.

💥 “No!? Should I?” Bakugo now regretting what he said, I mean you were obviously heavily pregnant and you called him ‘ baby’. He was trying to rack his brain of any ‘’ extras’’ he had come into contact with but came up with nothing. Though he did find it strange that you kinda looked like a girl he liked to pick on from class 1-B.

💥 Your mouth opened in a quiet realization “You don’t know me yet do you?” To which the male responded with a confused shake of his head. You didn’t seem upset about it though like he thought you would.

💥 “Well then can you help me get to the couch please? My back is starting to hurt from standing for so long.” You said almost shyly glanging down at your large stomach before back up at Bakugo. He nodded silently and helped you over to the couch where you gladly sat down and grabbed his wrist lightly. “Can you please stay? I know you have no clue who I am but if you wanted to know I will tell you.” You said happily.

💥 After he sat down (and gave you back the spicy chips that Denki stole) you told him everything, about how you met, how things are in the future, and much to his surprise how his future self proposed to you. (He thought his future self was both amazing and an annoying simp for you). You started to giggle at his surprised face when you finished the story and it turned into a full blown laugh when he looked at the engagement ring on your finger then to your large stomach.

💥 Wait, that would mean he……....Pomeranian has died and left the chat.

💥 But before he could ask to make sure a portal opened up and an older and ahem…. More muscular version of him appeared and his future self almost sprinted to you and hugged you tightly (being careful of your stomach of course). Future him pulled away and looked over you for any sort of injuries and, when finding none, turned to his current self.

💥 “Thanks for taking care of her for me.” His future self says “It might not seem like it now, especially after that beating you took today in training, but things are going to get better. Trust me.” His future self mummers quietly before picking you up bridal style and going back through the portal.

💥 The next time he sees you he doesn't pick on you or call you an extra much to the confusion of you and his classmates. But he knows it will make sense in the future and he holds onto what his future self said “Everything is going to be ok.”

Amajiki🐙

🐙 This poor shy boy didn’t even know what hit him when he walked into his dorm and saw a pregnant woman holding a child that oddly looked similar to him. Miro had grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the woman sitting on the couch holding the child protectively.

🐙 Amajiki was even more confused when the small child jumped out of the girls arms and ran to him and HUGGED him yelling “Daddy!!” His face turned about 70 shades of red and he kept stumbling over his words still trying to comprehend the situation.

🐙 “Lillia!” You said making the little girl look back at you. The little girl had rather long wavy hair that was the exact color of Amajiki’s just a little lighter and she had his dark violet eyes. She looked like an exact carbon copy of him.

🐙 “Sorry mommy..”Lillia whispered and crawled back into the woman’s lap and hugged her large stomach. This poor boy was so confused. The little girl, who couldn’t have been any older than 4, called him daddy and the woman mommy and the last time he checked he was still (sadly) a virgin.

🐙 “I’m sorry about that Amajiki . She doesn't understand that you have no clue who we are yet.” You said looking down at the little girl as you rubbed her small back. Lillia had her cheek squished against your stomach whispering things to the unborn baby.

🐙 Amajiki flushed red again and started to mess with his fingers, his anxiety starting to kick in a little. “B-but she c-called me daddy?” He mumbled out shyly making you smile lightly

🐙 “God you haven’t changed much since highschool.” You said rubbing your lower stomach. Amajiki flushes red again but manages to gain the courage to sit next to you. The little girl tries to crawl over to him but stops when she looks at your stern face. Amajiki notices this and says something about it being ok and Lillia quickly goes and crawls into his lap hiding her tiny face in his chest.

🐙 At first he freezes up not being used to human contact much but calms down rather quickly(which is odd since he never really calms down at human contact). He looks over at you and tries to figure out who you are, he has never seen you around campus before and does not recall seeing you at the festival.

🐙 You smiled as you watched him try to figure out who you were. You knew what he was doing since whenever he was thinking really hard his eyebrows would furrow together and he basically looked like he was pouting.

🐙 It was so adorable.

🐙 Well it was until he realized if his future self actually WAS your boyfriend/fiance/husband whatever that meant he also……. Shy.boi.exe left the game

🐙 You were about to explain but a portal opened and a older version of Amajiki practically ran through and grabbed your face lightly checking you over before looking Lillia over who latched herself onto his leg

🐙 "Baby we're fine." You said holding the side of his face letting him calm down. Older Amajiki looked over to his present self and smiled mumbling out a thank you before picking both Lillia and you up and disappearing through the portal.

🐙 His current self did end up finding out who you were. You worked part time at a flower shop that he walked past a lot going to the park. (He ended up buying some flowers from you and you had slipped your number between some of the flowers.)

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caxsthetic · 4 years ago

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Never Fine

Miya Osamu x F!Reader

Hurtful Truth: You would never know what you had until you lose them. And once you lost them for good — you could never have them back.

Pt. 3 ⇚ Epilogue ⇛ Suna’s

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You looked radiant, under the bright blue sky as the sun peeked in between the leaves. The smile that adorned your face was one that could make him feel so complete. As if by just having you smile at him, he knew he could take on everything that this world threw in his direction.

"Samu, why did you look so sad?" Your fingers grazed the back of his hand, so delicate. "Something bothering you, love?" Your sharp orbs eyed him with concern. And those looks always made him feel so vulnerable.

It never changed — how your eyes glimmered every time it fell on his figure. The way those warm pupils fell on his face was nothing but warm. Even before he dared to ask you out, even before he slid an engagement ring on your finger, and even after he captured lips that belonged to someone else,

You always had the same loving, gentle gaze.

"It hurts." He choked out, one hand gripping on the bouquet of your favourite flower. "To see you go, it hurts, (Y/n)." His eyes bore into yours, and the way you didn't even look at him with rage like everyone else, was the thing that finally broke him into million little pieces.

"But, Samu." You called out, pulling your hand away that was touching his skin before, making him feel the cold air of December since he left his gloves at home. Your eyes were still the same as it was before, but there was something else lingering there. "You hurt me first."

It was so unreal, to hear your voice whisper in his ear. You felt so close to him as the two of you met each other's eyes. He could hear your words at the back of his mind, and he could feel your touch that always secured his for the last ten years of his life.

Your existence stayed in every fibre of his body, never once left even after he tried to leave you for good. And now, now when you were the one who said the last goodbye — he really wished that he could see you for one last time.

Not just in the framed photograph that would be withered by time.

Crash!

Everyone immediately turned their head in his direction as he dropped the glass of champagne to the ground. One second he was bantering with some old friends, spreading happiness as his lips curled into a smile — and the other second he felt like someone just knocked the air out of his lungs, making his grip on the glass become loose.

The venue was so packed, and the way he could feel dozens of eyes staring at him made the suffocating feelings intensify. His pupils darted to the left and right as he needed to get away from there. He wanted to reach out for his twin brother, he needed the blonde to be there with him.

But the palm that touched his back right now, was so unfamiliar.

"What?!" He shouted and turned his head, meeting a pair of green orbs that had a glimpse of shock inside it. Osamu swallowed a huge lump when he realised he just raised his voice at someone that he was supposed to spend his life with. "S-Sorry, Rin."

The brunette let out a sigh, because he knew that his life thereafter would never be easy. The two of them knew anyway that no matter how much in love they were for each other, no matter how many years went by — the thought of you would always be there, haunting every step that they took.

"If you need some space, the balcony near our parent's table is empty."

His words were enough as Osamu immediately had his face facing the ground, ignoring all the questionable gazes that were being thrown towards him and strode towards the said place.

Rintarou could see the stress inside the greyish orbs, the look that he always saw every now and then from the beginning of their relationship. It was always there every morning the black-haired man woke up next to him. The horror, the guilt, the disgust. It was mixed into one — the look that his fiancé wanted to set for oneself.

As one of the grooms exited the room, he needed to be the one that made sure all the guests still enjoyed the rest of the night. He too, felt nausea for a second ago. But he shrugged it off as he wanted to be selfish for today. Just for today, he wanted to boast to himself that he would hold the name Miya as his last name.

You stole it.

He put all of his own guilt that kept eating him alive as he greeted some of his friends at the back of his head.

You stole him from me, Rinrin.

Grabbing a glass of champagne, he listened in to the conversation, focusing his mind to whatever unfolded in front of his eyes.

How could you do that to me?

But none of the words that slipped from the lips of his friends could penetrate his hearing. He closed his eyes, trying so hard not to let you dominate his mind. Though it was no use, he knew that it was no use. After all, every time he turned his head he could feel your stare at him, the illusion of you that his own mind created.

You were his sister, the angel inside Suna's household. Ever since he was still a little boy, it always felt like you were the older sibling instead of him. You always gave him more chuupet, always made sure that he finished all of his homework, always supporting and pulling his figure into your embrace when he looked tired.

All your life, you gave everything to him. You never asked for anything as you just wanted to make sure that he got the best treatment and had the best life. Since forever, you never demanded anything from him or the world. Then you met the twins, that was the first time you ever asked for something.

"I love him, Rin."

Miya Osamu was probably the only thing in this world that you ever wanted.

"Even more than myself."

Yet he was being greedy, and he took him from you without thinking twice once he had the chance.

He was knocked back to reality when he heard someone screamed. The atmosphere was so serene before, but the music and everything stopped the second a familiar cry could be heard throughout the venue. His heart thumped so fast as he scanned the whole area. He knew who it was, he knew whose voice it belonged to.

Rintarou ran towards his parent's table, and everyone immediately parted so he could be there faster. When his feet finally brought him in front of his mother — the one who just let out a scream of agony — he tried to understand what was happening in front of him.

His father cradled the weeping woman, her hand that adorned with some fine lines was now gripping tight on the suit that her husband wore. He wanted to ask what happened, why his mother that almost never showed any pain was now wailing like she just lost someone important. He wanted to know why Osamu's parents averted his gaze, he wanted to—

A vibrate from his pocket halted his thought. He was sure he kept his phone on silent mode today, except for some friends of his. And he knew too well who was on the list; Osamu, Kita, Komori, his parents, and Atsumu.

Atsumu. The name kept flickered on the screen, and he was hesitant to pick up the call. He was afraid, afraid because he knew how much the blonde setter despised his existence. He could see how his brother-in-law wanted nothing to do with him, so he wondered why would he ruin his day even more by answering it?

But he couldn't stop himself from sliding his finger on the screen and placed the phone next to his ear.

"I hope you and that disgusting scrub burn in hell."

Cheating is a taboo relationship that was made by two people who agreed to get into it, and Osamu understood that what he had with the professional volleyball player could never end up well. Yet he did it anyway, for six months behind your back, and continued the relationship even when he knew that it needed to be stopped.

He did all of that, with another person that he knew was important in your life. Your very own brother — Suna Rintarou.

That time when his twin left him a message in the middle of the wedding, he was so ecstatic. Osamu didn't need his brother to always be there, he was okay in case that the setter missed his wedding. After all, Atsumu valued the friendship that he had with you. So he knew not to expect too much.

But he could still feel the pain that rushed through his blood the second he opened up his phone. He could feel his heart stopped beating for a second there when he read the same text on and on as he wanted to believe that it was just a harmless prank. Though he knew he was just trying to comfort himself.

Last year, in the middle of December, he remembered how you dragged him out to buy some ingredients for Christmas eve. You were in a rush because you said that there was a big sale going on for the fresh ingredients on the market.

He knew all the details, which every second unfolded as you pulled his hand after he was done wearing his coat. You keep rambling, about how many people that the two of you should invite, about from which continent the food that should be made. Every syllable, every line of your face, he replayed everything inside his mind like a broken record.

"Baby!" You screamed out in shock when your eyes darted to his naked hand. "It's winter, why didn't you wear your gloves?!" Your hand immediately engulfed his, lifting it up and letting his palm touch your cheek. "Goodness, Samu. You are freezing."

He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle from how adorable you looked as your face moulded to worry. And right now, he really wondered if you knew what you did to his heart for being such a caring lover since high school — and never once changed.

"I am fine, I am fine." He tried to reassure you by pinching both of your cheeks, making you yelp before a pout appeared on the next second. "I have you, (Y/n)." His voice was low, but loud enough for you to catch it. "And having you was enough, because it already made me feel warm in my heart and soul."

The sentence may have sounded cheeky, like a blatant lie. But at that moment, when the two of you gazed into each other's eyes, everything that was being said was filled with honesty. Your eyes softened, and the way you leaned your face into his palm, made him forget about the coldness that started to numb his fingertips.

"You are stuck with me, you know that, love?" You whispered, kissing each digit as if you tried to transfer the warmth that you had to him. "Every winter, autumn, summer, and fall. Right now and another year to come, I will always be there to accompany you, Samu."

The two of you were trapped in your own world, forgetting the fact that you and him were out in the street with an extreme temperature. You were starstruck — he was too. And there was nothing else that both of you needed, except each other.

"And I can't be more happy to be stuck with someone."

Osamu lost the warmth that had been following him for the past ten years of his life. The second he walked to your brother's apartment and captured that lip, those first few moments started the countdown of the lovely relationship that he shared with you.

He didn't know why he decided that it was alright to cheat on you. You have been nothing but good, nothing but an understanding partner in life. When he told you that it would be hard to live with him as he wanted to start up a business, he thought that maybe you would leave.

But instead of turning your back to him, you engulfed his hand, grazing your lips to his cheek as you whispered all the sweet truths and reassurances. You were not going anywhere. You would be there right beside him, through every failure and hardship.

"Because with you I feel complete." And you proved that to him. "Since I can't imagine myself breathing in this world without you." Yet he was the one — who took that air away from you.

His grey orbs fell on the fresh tombstone that was now covered in snow. Gently, he took some steps forward and knelt in front of it. Setting the flower bouquet down as his hand swept the memorial to read what was written underneath the white blanket.

He didn't have the courage to be here before, to stand here with all of the people that loved and adored you. There were lots of people, all wearing black as hot tears cascaded down their cheeks. Your parents lost a big chunk of their hearts, your coworkers and best friends lost their shoulder to lean on.

And him? He didn't deserve to feel anything since he was the reason you were now lying six feet under.

His breath hitched, hands gripping tight on the tombstone that marked the spot of your final resting place. The emptiness inside his heart, the numbness pounding his brain, the salty tears that flowed from his eyes, the sheer nothingness that now took hold of his soul — threatened to engulf him entirely as he read every word that was carved on the hard surface.

"I will sleep in peace, until you come and wake me up."

It was as if he could hear you whisper in between the cold wind, as if you were there with him.

"Since I shall but love you better, even after death do us part."

With both of your arms wrapped around his torso, to make sure that he would never feel the cold.

He never got to tell you that he loved you one last time. He didn't get to hold you close before you slipped away forever. He never even got to look into your loving, beautiful face which always brought him so much happiness, before you slept for all eternity.

He hadn't been given a chance to tell you —

"It was all a mistake." He whispered, wishing that you heard him. "I love you." Wishing that you could hear the sincerity in his voice right now. "I am sorry. Dear God, I am sorry."

But you were gone, and there was nothing left of you except the framed photograph, staring back into his soul. "For I haven't been the man I promised to be."

You had been his anchor when he started to drift away from his path. You had been there for him through everything, you were always there to make sure that everything went as it was planned. And you were there as his safe haven, the place he would come back to when he sought for love and comfort.

He reminisced the brightness and gentle look of your orbs; the details of your face, he wanted to make sure it would never be gone, like you. And in all of his despair, he pressed his forehead against the cold stone, as close as he could get to you.

"Why are you here?"

Osamu clenched his hand even tighter since he could recognize the voice anywhere. He had lived with the same voice all of his life, one that no matter how many weeks or months didn't see each other, he would always know whose voice it belonged to. "Hey, scrub. I am asking you. Are you deaf or something?"

He took a deep breath, trying so hard not to turn his emotion into rage. You were here, and he didn't want to lose control in front of you.

"I am here to pay a visit." He answered clear and short, standing up and dusting the snow off from his clothes before facing his new company. "I can leave if you want to, Atsumu."

"Oh, so considerate." There was a mocking tone lingering in his voice, yet he shook it off. "Then go away, shoo." The blonde setter ushered him away, with the same rage and disgust visible inside the brown orbs. "A killer isn't supposed to care for their victim."

Osamu had just walked past his twin when the last sentence was thrown, making him halt as he felt wrath bubbling inside his heart. He wanted to scream at the setter, tackle him to the snowy ground as he yelled out that he didn't mean to, that he regretted everything that he had done.

But as he thought of it, that was him right now wasn't he? A killer.

He didn't know why he stayed there, as if he needed to feel the closeness with two important people in his life. Even though it was just physical, he needed it, because God knows when he could bathe himself with both presence — even though one of them was not really here.

"Heard you broke everything off with Sunarin. Guess you could never face their parents, huh?" He was wrecked, torn apart by each word that was being said. "How does it feel, hm? To be the main reason behind someone's death? Thrilling?" Yet he listened to it all, didn't even move an inch from his place.

"I am sorry." He let the words slip. Words he failed to say to you. "I have learned my lesson." So desperate that his voice cracked. "Can I — make it up to you...?"

The low chuckle was enough to be considered as an answer to his question. And with that, he knew that there was no use. That no matter what, he was all alone now. Without a loyal lover to turn to, without a brother to lean on.

"Bring her back to life."

"What?"

"I said it loud and clear." They both turn to each other, meeting the gaze that is filled with one emotion. "Bring. Her. Back. To. Life." Anguish, nothing more than just bitterness and desperation of your existence.

He wanted that too, to hear your voice once again. He wouldn't mind if you pushed him away, he wouldn't mind hearing you curse at him and throw insults at him — he was okay with that, as long as you breathe air and live on.

"Can't do that, right?" The blonde setter chuckled bitterly, shaking his head as if he knew he shouldn't have hope anymore. "Though, I know something that I wanted you to do. This one, I think you can do this."

"What is it?"

"Stop coming to my games." Of course, that was what he wanted. "Want ya to pull off Onigiri Miya from any of the matches that I play." He should have been prepared for such requests. "Cause I want nothing to do with you."

The rage that dripped on every word before, was now replaced with a solemn intonation. Miya Atsumu was tired, tired and stressed because he knew he could never have a relationship with his twin like how everything used to be. "You can do that, right?"

Silence.

"Of course."

There was nothing else that needed to be said, and the two of them understood that well.

Osamu stared at his twin brother as memories replayed at the back of his mind. He brought this upon himself when he decided to betray you, he brought this upon himself when he decided to be a cheater and leave you in the dust without no one else to turn to.

His grey orbs eyed his twin brother who was now kneeling in front of you. The blonde setter dropped a bouquet of baby's breath flowers, kissing the tombstone as he whispered some words under his breath. And because it was so quiet, he could hear every single word that was being said.

"I will always be here, (Y/n)." The voice he used was so soft. "Wait for me, okay?" The voice that he never once used with anyone else. "I love you."

Why?

Why didn't he realise this before?

Why did he never realise that his twin brother loves you the same way as he does?

His mind couldn't function anymore as his pupils widened at the fact. His body was still as if he were bewitched to be rooted at the spot. Even as Atsumu walked past him and ready to leave, he was still there. Too shocked to even register the newly found information into his head.

Now he knew the reason why the blonde setter never wanted to settle down. Now he knew why his twin brother always avoided the topic of love. Now he knew why every time they talked about you, there was always this mysterious look inside those brown eyes that he could not fathom.

And now he knew why Miya Atsumu, the other half of his soul, wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

Because he had taken away not just his own love, but also the love that the blonde setter was supposed to have.

"Hope you can survive the rest of your life, Osamu." The older twin brother turned his face to see the exact copy of him. Someone that he used to trust, someone that he used to love more than himself. "Knowing that you were the main reason our life went like this."

It felt like there was something that clogged his throat at that exact moment. He wanted to call out his twin brother, he wanted to say that he was sorry, that he regretted everything he had done for the last few months.

He wanted to say that he was sorry, for taking away the love of his life too.

Yet he kept his mouth shut as his eyes could only stare at the fleeting figure that started to get smaller, out of his reach. Osamu let the other half of his soul slip between his fingers, just like how he let half of his heart go.

And the two of them — would never come back to his life, no matter how much he wanted them to.

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sleepysnk · 4 years ago

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this wasn't a request, but i've had this song on repeat for days. i decided to make it into a fic! this is a fic about Eren and reader on their wedding day, and i just feel like the song would fit the vibe. i hope you all enjoy! :) i loved writing this

Eren x Fem!Reader Modern AU: POV

Warnings: None

Eren felt the nervousness spreading throughout his body as he stood at the altar waiting for (Y/N), who was his fiance, to come out. He felt like he could throw up right now, he hadn't been more nervous in his damn life. He was about to marry the love of his life.

The doors opened and he shifted a bit. He listened as the music began to play, he hadn't seen her since he left their apartment together that morning. She wanted to make it special, so no sneak peeks of her before the reception.

He looked in the audience and saw Mikasa, Armin, and his other friends sitting there. They gave him a thumbs-up and tried to make him feel less nervous than he already was. Eren could practically pass out right now, but that wouldn't help at all.

That's when (Y/N) appeared at the end of the isle. She wore a lovely white wedding dress, that had long sleeves. Her father by her side, and her hair was done in curls with small flowers and hair pins keeping it up.

Eren felt emotions running through him, he never imagined she would look that beautiful. She gave him a smile and tried to maintain her composure, she was emotional herself. Flashbacks began to play in his head, from the day they met, to their first date, to even their first time together.

"Eren! Dude! You're staring again.." Armin said and looked at his friend.

He shook his head. "My bad! She's just so pretty.. (Y/N) always does" he replied and leaned against the desk as he watched the girl from afar.

Armin nodded. "You need to make a move, if you don't you'll regret it later!" he said and crossed his arms.

Eren looked at him. "What!? No way! I can't, she's too pretty for me" he replied and leaned back in his chair.

The bell rang and he stood up to go leave class. As he was about to exit, he bumped into (Y/N).

"Shit!" Eren said and looked down.

(Y/N) maintained her balance. "Ouch... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to" she said and rubbed the back of her neck embarrassed.

Eren stared down at her. He hadn't ever been this close to her before. "N-No! Don't worry! It was my fault... sorry (Y/N)" he said and looked away.

She chuckled. "It's okay Eren, don't worry about it" she replied and walked out of class.

That was so long ago, he remembered that day like it was yesterday. Eren couldn't help but smile at the memory of the two together, she was so young then and so was he. It felt like yesterday they were two high-school kids goofing off, and sneaking around to see each other.

His mind focused back to (Y/N). She was standing in front of him, and she had the biggest smile on her face.

"You look beautiful" Eren said and wiped his eyes a bit from some tears.

She laughed a bit. "You look handsome" she replied and looked at the priest.

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the union between Eren Jaeger, and (Y/N) (L/N). I now ask you both to read your vows to one another, starting with you Eren Jaeger" the priest said and looked at him.

He felt nervous as he took (Y/N)'s hands in his. He felt so shaky. "(Y/N), I can't believe that we finally got to this point in our relationship. I remember being so scared to approach you that day I saw you in class. the first time we met was awkward, I accidentally bumped into you, and I felt so embarrassed. 15 year old me we would have never knew you'd become my fiance. not a day has gone by where I have stopped loving you, hell, everyday I find a reason to. I remember all of our dates, meeting each others parents, even sneaking out in the rain to come give me one last kiss. I also remember moving you into my apartment, you seemed genuinely happy to get rid of your shitty roommate Colleen. There have been good and bad moments, I remember going to Mikasa a lot when we would fight. I was so scared to lose you. I'm so glad I got the opportunity to grow with you, you've made me into a better person, and I couldn't ask for a better fiance. You have made me one of the happiest men alive, and I'm so happy I got to be the man who made you happy. You never fail to amaze me my love, and i'm so thankful for you. I promised to never leave your side 5 years ago, and here we are. I love you (y/n). Forever and always" Eren said and smiled at her

(Y/N) felt some tears come to her eyes as he spoke. She hadn't ever heard him speak so passionately about her, it made her so emotional.

"And now you (Y/N) (L/N), please read your vows" the priest said and looked at her.

She sighed and smiled at him as she spoke. "Eren. I remember meeting you that day in school, you practically almost knocked me down with how fast you ran. I couldn't tell you how many times I think about that day, you became such a big part of my life so fast. I remember how nervous I was to bring you to meet my family, that feels like yesterday huh? We were just high school kids running around goofing off. Now here we are, years later when so many people doubted us. You've made me so happy throughout the years, those late night calls, dates, lovely gifts, the i love yous, and even meeting your parents were some of the best nights of my life. I couldn't ask for a better man, I remember all of my friends telling me that you weren't good enough for me, but I could see that you were. I've never once questioned my love for you Eren, you never have failed to amaze me with your jokes or your silly actions. I always knew you were the one for me, even with as young as I was, I saw something in you. I remember that promise you made me, and it lingers in my head all the time. Thank you for being so patient with me, and dealing with my moodiness. You've seen me at some of my best and some of my worst, and i'm truly thankful for you to be by my side. I love you more than life itself Eren, I couldn't ask for a better fiance. I love you so so much Eren. Forever and always my love." she said and wiped a few tears from her eyes.

Eren smiled and felt some tears slip from his own eyes. "Very passionate you two" the priest said and smiled.

"I now ask you two to repeat the marriage vows. Do you Eren Jaeger, take (Y/N) (L/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" he asked.

Eren smiled. "I do" he replied and looked at (Y/N).

"Do you (Y/N) (L/N), take Eren Jaeger to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" the priest asked.

She smiled at Eren. "I do" she replied.

The ring bearer who was Falco came forward with the rings. "I ask you to both wear these rings as a reminder of the vows you've both made today, your wedding day" the priest said.

Eren and (Y/N) took the rings from the pillow and slipped the rings onto each other's fingers. (Y/N) smiled at the diamond on her finger.

"Is there anybody here that would object to this marriage? If not please hold your peace" the priest asked and looked around at the crowd.

Silence filled the room. "I know pronounce you husband and wife. Eren you may kiss the beautiful bride" he said and smiled.

Eren and (Y/N) leaned into each other and kissed. The crowd began to clap and cheer as the two turned to face the crowd.

Eren rubbed away a few tears. "I love you" he said and looked at her.

(Y/N) giggled and hugged him. "I love you more" she replied and gave him another kiss.

@jaegerbomb20 @ererokii

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rocorambles · 4 years ago

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Reminiscent

Pairing: Daichi x Reader

Genre: SFW, 5+1, Soulmate/Reincarnation AU, Angst (there is technically a character death, BUT THERE’S AN ULTIMATELY HAPPY ENDING, I SWEAR), Fluff

Prompt: You woke me up at 3 in the morning for this?

Summary: 5 lifetimes Daichi and you just weren’t meant to be and the 1 lifetime you finally found your happy ending together.

Author’s Note: This is my contribution for my HQ Discord Server’s SFW collaboration. There are so many talented writers on the server and I highly encourage you to check out the collaboration masterlist here to see how everyone decided to run with this spicy prompt. (Masterlist goes live December 1st!)

Tagging @sawamooora since I accidentally scarred her by making her read only the section where there was a character death without the heads up...OOPS, so I guess you can have your happy ending now~

When Daichi meets you in this first lifetime, he can’t help but notice just how different you are from him and he stares at the luxurious fabrics beautifully accentuating your figure, wishing he could wipe off the meticulously and elegantly layered on makeup and see more of your bare face, wanting more than anything to know who you are beneath the graceful and well-mannered smiles and bows you grace the court with. But when he looks down at himself and sees the memories of crimson blood splattered all over his skin and robes, hears the sound of his sword piercing flesh, remembers the way your father enthusiastically thanks him for another job well done as a flash of fear races across your eyes at the corpse of proof he drags in, it’s all too apparent just how different the worlds you live in are.

And really, that should have been it, he should have stopped himself right then and there, stopped thinking about you, stopped his gaze from trailing after you when he sees you roaming around the clan property. But his heart has different plans and here he is, a well respected samurai who works underneath your father, pining after you, a clan leader’s daughter, someone already betrothed to the son of a neighboring clan, someone much too pure and innocent for his blood soaked hands.

He smiles when he sees your posture relax, your body slouch in relief when you think no one is watching you, no pretenses and facades to keep up when it’s just you, unaware of the brown eyes watching you. He clenches his fists so hard his nails threaten to break skin when he hears your secret anguished sobs as he guards your bedroom the night after you meet your fiance for the first time and realize you’ve been doomed to a life with a man who’ll never love you, a man who doesn’t see you as anything more than a political tool. He dreams of a life where he can whisk you away, a life where there would be no consequences if the two of you ran off to live a peaceful, happy life together far far far away from the cruel and cold world of money and power you’re both entangled in.

But there are consequences and he lives with the constant shattering of his heart as he watches the light dim in your eyes as you continue courting your fiance, the cool indifferent look you wear on your face throughout your own wedding ceremony, the way you seem like just a shell of the vibrant young woman he once knew and fell in love with. And yet, he doesn’t do a thing, remaining faithfully by your father’s side and serving your clan for the remainder of his days.

II.

Something jolts inside of Daichi when he sees you in the second lifetime and he can’t help but feel like there’s something familiar about you, something nostalgic about the situation you’re both in as you humbly bow before helping him dress and get ready for the busy day of meetings he has. And you watch in awe as you dutifully trail after him, making sure all his needs are attended to, amazed by just how hardworking, intelligent, and kind the young lord is, so different than the stories you had heard of royals. Not once does he ever treat you as anything less than an equal, not once does he ever lay an unwanted gaze on you, let alone a finger and you find yourself jumping to please him and aid him out of something more than just a sense of responsibility as your heart flutters from just his presence.

You feel honored by how much he entrusts you with when it’s just the two of you in his room and you patiently listen when he throws his disciplined manners out the window, grumbling and ranting about the power-hungry ploys of his fellow royals, the way greed and privilege have corrupted them, how he can’t trust anyone anymore. But when he wonders if he needs to change, to adapt in order to thrive, you surprise the both of you with your vehement outburst as you blather on about how he’s perfect the way he is. And then there’s silence as the two of you look away, both your faces heating up at the hidden message in your words, a message so incredibly inappropriate considering both your positions and the time you live in. But before you can open your mouth and stutter out an apology, you freeze at the warm smile Daichi sends your way, heart racing at the heartfelt, but quiet thank you he utters in response.

Of course nothing happens after that. This is real life after all and Daichi is far too respectful of his family and their reputation, far too noble to smear his clan’s name with taboo affairs, far too kind to hurt his future bride despite the fact that he’s never even met her yet, doesn’t know the first thing about her other than her name, to pursue something just for his own pleasure, his own satisfaction, something that could potentially harm so many others. And you understand. After all, these are the reasons you fell in love with him, and you’re just happy to be able to remain by his side for the rest of your days despite the lancing pain in your chest every time you see him with his wife, with his future children, living a life where you just exist on the sidelines, watching and longing for something you know you’ll never have.

III.

In the third lifetime Daichi meets you in, he can’t understand the regrets of a missed opportunity he feels when you introduce yourself to him, welcoming him to the neighborhood with a basket of freshly baked goods. He knows he should smile, graciously accept your kind (and delicious smelling) gifts and he does, but as he bites into the still warm cookies after you leave, the image of the gold wedding band around your finger is branded in his mind.

In a small rural community like yours, you’re bound to run into each other, especially since your farms are right next to each other and he thinks you look ethereal each morning with the sun rising behind you, a soft golden glow framing you as you gather eggs, milk the cows, and water the crops. But there’s a sense of bitterness he can’t explain when your husband joins you, a hulking stoic figure besides you as he helps you on the fields, and he turns his back on the two of you to tend to his own chores.

There’s nothing “wrong” with your spouse, nothing Daichi can truly fault him for and if he’s honest, if Ushijima wasn’t your husband, he’d have only respect and admiration for the man. He certainly can’t complain about how he treats you and something bittersweet churns inside of him when he sees Ushijima’s usually stern face soften whenever you’re around, when he sees the way Ushijima’s broad shoulders relax whenever you affectionately hold his hand. And although he internally chides himself at night in private when he dreams of what it would be like to be in Ushijima’s shoes, he can’t help but feel relieved, glad that you’ve found someone who loves and treats you well.

But he laughs the silly thought away. Of course you had found someone who loved you. Why wouldn’t you have? And yet that night he dreams of your face, dressed in a beautiful silk robe better suited for the historicals eras of Japan, seated next to someone he somehow knows is your husband, but there’s only loneliness in your eyes and he wakes up with tears in his eyes, unsure why he’s crying, why he’s hoping you never feel alone ever again.

IV.

Daichi should be scared of you when he meets you in the fourth lifetime, but although he’s certainly wary of you, staring at you with his beady eyes from the branches high above your head, he can’t help the curiosity he feels when he sees your small furry body try to leap and paw at him despite how far the distance between the two of you is. And despite all his natural instincts, he feels himself relaxing, cawing teasingly at you as you tire yourself out, fluttering down a few branches closer to you when you give up and just sprawl out on the floor, tail flickering back and forth in interest as you watch him draw nearer. But before he can get any closer, he hears a human voice calling for you and the two of you lock eyes before you rush back to your owner and even after your body squeezes through the little cat door that had been built in the front door, he can’t help but watch your home closely, wondering if he’ll see you again.

To his delight he does see you again, every single day as a matter of fact. On sunny days, he spreads out his wings and swoops down to meet you when you lazily curl up at the base of his tree and sometimes the two of you just lay there together, basking in the warmth of the beautiful day, sometimes the two of you take a stroll together, you trotting down the sidewalk as he flits from tree to tree beside you. He’s learned that rain and water in general don’t sit well with you and on gloomier days he glides over to the outside of your favorite window, peering through the glass and cawing warmly when you jump up and curl up on the windowsill, his beak and your nose pressing against the glass across from each other.

But time is limited, especially for a crow like himself, and as you grow bigger and stronger, he begins to lose his appetite, begins to struggle flying for as long or as well as he used to. And although neither of you can speak to each other, there’s an intuitive understanding as you tone down your playing and spend his last remaining days just laying side by side, his feathered body curled up in the warm plush of your fur, your body and tail wrapped protectively around him until he passes away peacefully.

Daichi only has himself to blame for the fifth lifetime being a complete loss. You had caught his eye in a way no girl ever had before when he saw you skillfully racing across the court at the Tokyo training camp. He can’t explain exactly what draws him to you. Sure, you’re attractive, but he’s been around other beautiful girls before, hell Shimizu is the manager of his team and even she’s never captivated him like this. Maybe it’s the fact that he hasn’t seen many talented female volleyball players up close before? But that can’t be it. No other female player in the room even remotely peaks his interest. No...it’s something deeper than that and he swears it feels like there’s an invisible thread tying the two of you together.

He watches and watches until a lanky arm is thrown over his shoulder, a sly voice purring in his ears.

“Sa’amura. My, my, my. I thought a country bumpkin crow like you would have better manners than to gawk at our pretty Tokyo girls like a creep.”

Daichi scowls at the messy haired Nekoma captain, but his face heats up when he realizes how strange he probably looked just staring at a gym full of female athletes. But before he can spout any excuses, Kuroo hums in interest as he follows Daichi’s gaze to see who he had been looking at so intently.

“Well well well. I guess birds do attract each other. You have some good taste, Sa’amura. She’s a great player, although I personally think she would have been a better fit at Nekoma than Fukurodani. She moves a lot like a cat, doesn’t she? But if you want to get closer to her, try talking to Bokuto. They’re both pretty close.”

A cat? Daichi wordlessly waves goodbye to Kuroo who’s strolling away before turning his attention back to you. And he’s surprised to see that there’s something eerily correct about Kuroo’s observation, something about your feline movements that nags at a deep unconscious thread inside of him, and it’s unnervingly easy to imagine you with a tail swishing back and forth behind you, to imagine you with soft ears and claws. But when he blinks, there you are, completely human once again, celebrating a point your team had scored, no cat appendages anywhere in sight.

He doesn’t take Kuroo’s advice, never approaches Bokuto to learn more about you, and he leaves training camp without even exchanging one word with you. But from time to time for the rest of his life, he’ll dream of you, dream of a friendly cat he feels like he used to know and he’ll wake up with a pang of regret, wondering what would have happened if he had the courage to talk to you all those years ago.

VI.

Daichi groans, nursing a hangover as he groggily sits up in bed and turns off the ear splitting alarm. Thank God for humans and their habits, his brain not needing to work at all as he methodically brushes his teeth and throws on his uniform. But as he makes his way to the precinct, he pauses at the corner of the street, intrigued by the sight of a newly opened cafe. There’s technically coffee at work and the smarter and financially responsible choice would be to just wait and drink the free caffeinated liquid, but something draws him into the quaint storefront and before his mind can even catch up to his body, he’s already pushing open the door and walking towards the counter.

He hears your voice ring throughout the small store, telling him you’d be with him in just a moment and he takes his time to peruse the menu, the soothing scent of coffee whetting his appetite and making the pastries in the glass case look even more appealing. He’s narrowed down his options to either the chocolate frosted donut or the coffee cake when he sees you approaching from the corner of his eyes and he smiles only to freeze when he sees your face.

“Do I know you-”

“You look familiar-”

Both of you start and stop talking at the same time and there’s an awkward silence before you both burst out laughing. As you prepare his order, both of you throw out possibilities of where you may have met before, but nothing pans out, and you both shrug your shoulders as you hand over the paper wrapped pastry and piping hot coffee. It’s a big world with tons of people. Perhaps both of you had met someone who looked similar to the other. But as Daichi sips his coffee and as you wait in the cafe for your next customer, neither of you can stop thinking of the other, wondering if you really hadn’t met before.

And maybe it’s that curiosity that leads Daichi to regularly return to your cafe on a daily basis, that leads you to always perk and brighten up when he walks through your door. Daily morning coffee runs before work is how it all starts, but pretty soon you’re seeing him at all times of the day. Sometimes he pops in to order a sandwich and some chips for lunch. Sometimes he’ll plop down at one of your small tables, plugging his laptop into an outlet as he works for hours on end even on the weekends. And sometimes, when there’s no one else in the store, when you’re technically closed, you’ll join him, sharing a new dessert you’re testing for the menu with him and chatting away into the wee hours of the night.

So really, it shouldn’t be a surprise when Daichi nervously enters the cafe right before closing one day, making sure no other customers are around before asking you out on an official first date. And even though you knew that the day where you two would discuss what your relationship exactly was would come soon, your face still heats up. But you eagerly nod, fingers instinctively interweaving with his when he hesitantly reaches to hold your hand and as the two of you walk hand in hand to the restaurant he’s chosen for dinner, you both can’t help but feel like your hands fit perfectly together, like you were made to be with each other.

Romantic candlelit dinners become more frequent casual affairs after a while and the two of you find yourself cuddled up on a couch in comfortable clothing, eating a meal the two of you had cooked together more often than not. You make fun of Daichi’s bachelor closet, dragging him to go shopping and ignoring his squawking when you pay for all his new clothes while he’s still changing in the fitting room. He teases you for how flustered you get when you see him in his cop uniform, purposefully striking a cheesy pose in the doorway only to bend over in a belly bursting laugh when you just wordlessly gape and stutter at the sight.

But the change that both of you love the most is never having to sleep alone again and your bodies slot together perfectly like two puzzle pieces when you curl up with each other in bed, letting sleep, body warmth, and rhythmic breathing lull you both into the best nights of sleep you’ve ever had.

Well, usually that would be the case.

Daichi grumbles as you insistently shove his body until he begrudgingly sits up in bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and batting away your hands that keep on nudging him awake. He looks at you in confusion and maybe the slightest hint of irritation at being woken up at such an ungodly hour of the night, but the bright smile you flash his way softens him and he internally groans about how weak he is for you as he stumbles out of bed, sleepily accepting the bundle of clothes you throw at him and haphazardly throwing them on.

He lets you drag him out the door, shivering a bit as the cold night air wakes him up and he holds you close to him, his cop instincts keeping him alert as he continuously scans the area. You live in a safe neighborhood, but it is the middle of the night and he’d be a hypocrite to not be aware of his surroundings when he’s always warning people not to be out by themselves late at night. But the two of you make it to what he assumes is your final destination unscathed and his jaw drops in disbelief when he sees that you’ve brought them to the neighborhood park.

“You woke me up at 3 in the morning for this?”

You giggle at his outburst, slapping his arm in mock anger as you pull him to sit beside you on one of the benches.

“I checked the weather and tonight’s supposed to have the clearest skies for stargazing! And you and I both have off tomorrow, so it seemed like perfect timing. Don’t be such a grumpy old man.”

And how can Daichi possibly be angry when you’re practically radiant, the soft glow of the stars illuminating your features as you stare up in awe, holding his hand and snuggling into his side as your free hand points at the different constellations you recognize. But the two of you freeze when you hear rustling nearby, letting out a sigh of relief when only a stray cat stalks out from behind a bush and you both watch in amusement as it regally walks towards your bench before plopping down with its stomach bared right at your feet.

But just as Daichi is about to reach down and accept the invitation to pet the furry creature, a loud squawk echoes throughout the area and suddenly the cat is leaping to its feet as a crow swoops down and hops around on the ground just a few feet away. And the two of you watch in amazement as the two creatures play with each other, paws lazily batting at the bird while wings spread wide and teasingly brush against a whiskered face in a practiced friendly dance.

It should be just a light hearted scene, maybe heartwarming at most, but to the two of you it’s more than that and your hearts ache, tears streaming down both your faces in a strange combination of soul crushing sorrow and gratitude for the present. But why is it so sad? Why are you both crying? The two of you shakily laugh, apologizing for your strange behavior as you hurriedly try to wipe the salty streaks away, but they don’t stop, only growing worse and turning into body wracking sobs as pain, loss, regret, and unrequited love built over what feels like multiple lifetimes slam into both of you all at once.

It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.

But like magic it all instantly fades away when the two of you find yourselves tightly wrapped in each other’s arms, your body somehow now in Daichi’s lap as you bury your tear stained face in his chest, his arms wrapped around you in a bone crushing hold as he buries his face in the top of your head. And the two of you just stay like that for a bit as the calming breeze swirls past you, as the creatures and sounds of the night begin to fade away, as the morning sun begins its ascent into the sky, all the while exchanging words of love with each other, words of gratitude for finding each other.

And when the tears have finally all been wiped away and the sun is shining brightly down on both of you, the two of you share a smile before Daichi is ushering both of you back home, jokingly whining about immediately going back to sleep once you both return home, both of you animatedly bantering as you walk away, ignorant of the way the cat and crow lay curled up beside each other, both their eyes never straying from your retreating figures until you’re out of sight.

Neither of you ever discuss that night again. Neither of you ever try to understand and explain the chaotic overwhelming mess of emotions that had bombarded both of you. But every now and then, even after the two of you exchange vows, even after your shared home is filled with children’s laughters and voices, the echoes of that night follow both of you in your dreams and you wake up with tears in your eyes and a lingering ache in your hearts.

But all it takes is a quick glance to your side, the reassurance that both of you are together, right where you belong, to completely snuff out any negative emotions and you let the comforting warmth of love lull you back into slumber, smiles gracing both your lips as Daichi holds you just a bit closer and tighter to him, as you snuggle just a bit more until you’re firmly tucked underneath his chin.

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ourloveisforthelovely · 4 years ago

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Princess Part 5

Harry Potter Marauders Era

Link to Part 4

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader

Rating: E- smut

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Christmas came around a lot quicker than you expected. Returning back to Grimmauld Place you were thrilled with the thoughts of having Regulus all to yourself for some time. Walburga and Orion were busy planning their annual Christmas Eve gala that was hosted every year so that would leave Regulus and yourself some alone time. You silently thanked Orion for attempting to keep his wife from your meddling in the love affair going on between Regulus and yourself. The two of you were adults and didn’t need Walburga butting in or trying to keep sex from happening.

To your displeasure, however, Voldemort had other ideas. For the first week of the holiday Regulus was gone the whole time. Apparently, there was some mission that could not wait. That meant you were once again put on the back burner. This seeming abandonment you would have to put up with. There was no sense in trying to talk Regulus out of going. He had to. Whether you wanted him to or not, your lover had to work for the greater good. You would just have to deal without him for a bit and not complain. Walburga’s words of that’s what good wives do. They support their husbands...especially at a time like this. You will look pretty and provide him comfort when Regulus comes home rang in your head. It didn’t matter if you weren’t his wife “technically.” In Walbruga’s eyes, you were as good as Regulus’ wife.

Luckily, Walburga picked up on your sullen mood and swooped in to keep you occupied. She required you to help her with the Christmas gala and took you dress shopping (even though you had plenty of evening gowns) for a perfect party dress. As the witch as the dress shop hovered over you gathering measurements and deciding what tone would look best on you. Finally, the three of you decided on a form-fitting emerald green gown that pushed your breasts to new heights and a split that went nearly to your thigh. Walburga smiled from her seat.

“Come Easter holiday, we will be looking for a wedding dress.”

She was thrilled with your sweet smile. The seamstress looked up with a grin.

“Ah, getting married are you?”

You nodded, happily. Walburga normally didn’t let emotions other than wrath and anger show. Today, however, she smiled like a proud mother.

“She’s marrying my only son. Isn’t she a beauty?”

The seamstress nodded, eagerly.

“I thought she was your daughter, ma’am.”

Walburga stood and came to join you on the platform that you were standing on while the seamstress hemmed the bottom of the dress.

“She’s as good as. Y/n and my Regulus have been taken with each other since they were children. There is no one better for my son.”

The seamstress nodded with a smile.

“I saw your boy a few days ago, Mrs. Black. He is very handsome. These two will make lots of pretty babies.”

Walburga nodded, locking her gaze on you. The two of you made eye contact and your expectations as a woman and wife were clearly said without Walburga saying a word. She had made it clear that she wanted an heir but not anytime soon. You were thankful that she saw your views on wanting to wait until things with lord Voldemort slowed down. When he made the appropriate amount of progress and Regulus wasn’t out risking his life then you would have a baby.

“That is the hope.”

Walburga replied.

The Christmas gala came with no sign of Regulus coming home. You sat putting the finishing touches on your makeup before heading downstairs to the party. The last thing that you really wanted to do was go to this party without Regulus. Showing up without your boyfriend to a party where 98% of the invitees knew about your engagement was a bit tiresome. You didn’t feel like spending the evening saying polite thank yous to all of the people in your social circle wishing you well. It was rude and selfish, you knew this. All that you wanted was your lover.

Stepping into the room, your eyes immediately went to Evan and Emma. Your annoyance built a bit more. Emma got to have her fiance home. Before you could hide from your cousin, he spotted you and grabbed Emma’s arm to pull her over. Emma immediately smiled as her eyes met yours.

“Y/n!”

She said, cheerfully and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Hi, Emma. Evan when did you get home?”

Evan shrugged.

“Yesterday. Regulus should be back soon. There was a mission that one of the new worthless members of or cause messed up. Regulus had to go clean up the mess.”

You didn’t have to ask Evan what that meant. Regulus was out killing someone. You had told Regulus in the beginning that you didn’t want to know what he was doing when he went out. It didn’t matter how you felt about purebloods, half-bloods, or mudbloods. You didn’t want to hear about death. Since your own mother was killed years beforehand; you had always been sensitive to it.

“I see. I’m glad to see that you are alright.”

You wrapped your arms around Evan’s shoulder and kissed his cheek. If something had happened to Evan you would have been devastated. Evan smiled and returned the gesture. He looked between Emma and yourself with a pleased smile.

“Pureblood women are the prettiest. You two look simply lovely.”

Emma smiled and playfully smacked her fiance’s arm.

“You’re so talented at words.”

Evan shrugged, knowing that his fiance was right.

“I’m going to talk to Malfoy. I’ll leave you two together.”

When Evan walked away Emma turned her attention back to you. Your face had turned a bit more annoyed.

“What is it? You look furious.��

You scoffed.

“Lucius is back too? Everyone has their lovers back except for me.”

Emma’s motherly smiled returned as she reached out to fluff your hair.

“There now. Stop frowning. You’re going to get age lines too quickly. Y/n, you know what our men are doing is the right thing to do. We have to make sacrifices for the greater good.”

You wanted to scowl even harder at the comment on the greater good. As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t make a comment about how you were questioning “the greater good.” Was all of this even worth it?

Emma’s voice pulled you from your thoughts.

“You look lovely. It's good to see that the best of our society came to this gala. I was afraid that Melissa would be here.”

You rolled your eyes. The feeling of annoyance about Emma’s hatred of your other friend returned.

“You know that her family wouldn’t have been able to afford a new dress for her. She would have looked simply dreadful.”

Emma added. You took a sip of the drink that you had snatched off of a tray.

“She is in France with her grandparents anyway.”

Emma’s cold eyes narrowed.

“I don’t understand your fascination with that girl. We are practically royalty and she’s just...poor.”

You sighed.

“She’s nice, Emma. Maybe it's a good thing to network outside of our own social circles from time to time. There could be something useful that comes out of friendships with others.”

It was Emma’s turn to roll her own eyes.

“Sure, if my house elf needs a new pillowcase to wear. Regulus!”

You quickly turned the moment Regulus’ hand touched the small of your back. Without even thinking, you threw your arms around his shoulders.

“You’re home.”

You said, softly. Regulus chuckled and pulled you into a soft kiss. He would have kissed you more but Regulus knew his mother would have a cow if the two of you started snogging in the middle of a party.

“I’ve missed you.”

He replied as you slowly backed away.

“I missed you too.”

You whispered, looking him over. Thankfully, nothing looked out of order. Regulus appeared to be perfectly fine with no injuries. He stood dressed in a full black suit and tie that matched your dress.

Emma, meanwhile, touched your arm so you wouldn’t forget her presence.

“I’ll leave you two alone. I’m going to find Evan.”

“Bye, Emma.”

You said, softly as Regulus gave her a nod. He waited until she was out of earshot before speaking.

“What was going on? You looked ready to punch her.”

You rolled your eyes as Regulus slipped his arm around your waist. He wanted to keep you as close to him as possible and you weren't about to object.

“She’s such a selfish person sometimes.”

Regulus nodded, rolling his eyes. You were never more correct than you were with that sentence.

“Emma and Evan are perfect for each other.”

Your eyes fluttered up to Regulus’ face.

“I hear that we are perfect for each other too.”

Regulus leaned closer. Having you this close to him after the hellish week that he had was more than welcoming. Regulus had big his mother and father a quick hello before coming to find you. You were the one that he wanted to see more than anyone in the world.

“Oh, my darling, you have no idea. This dress...it's going to look even more wonderful on my floor.”

You ran a hand down Regulus’ chest earning a sigh from him.

“Why don’t we get out of here for a little bit?”

You asked, resisting the urge to let your hand go lower.

“That sounds nice.”

The two of you left the party without gaining much attention. Walburga and Orion were so busy talking to the Malfoys that they didn’t notice Regulus lightly shoving you from the room and up the stairs.

The moment his bedroom door was shut, Regulus had you against the wall. Soft timid kisses quickly turned hungry as he shoved his suit jacket off. He groaned as your hands reached up and tangled in his hair to deepen the kiss.

“Need you, now.”

Regulus moaned between kisses. The past week had been one of the most exhausting in his life! Coming to find you in a dress that practically showed your tits to the whole room made the jealous lover in him go into hyperdrive. Regulus yanked the soft silky fabric until it ripped. He gave one more hard pull until what was left of the dress hit the floor.

Now you stood before him in only a silky white thong and your emerald heels.

“Now that’s better.”

Regulus growled before going for the thong. You gave him an amused scowl as he tore it off of you too.

“I am running low on lingerie.”

You commented as his hands trailed over your breasts to cup them greedily. Regulus stood up straight and looked down at you with that displeased expression. So, this is the mood for the night. You thought as that dom eyebrow of his rose up.

“I can do whatever I want, Y/n. I can rip anything off of my fiance that I want. If you are that worried about lingerie, I can always buy you more.”

You smirked and said in almost a teasing tone.

“Yes, sir.”

Regulus was suddenly pressed against you so hard that you could barely breathe. His handsome face was looking down at you with an angry hungry expression. Regulus’ hand tilted your chin so you were looking at him fully.

“So you want to be a smart mouth, huh? Well, princess that’s just fine with me.”

“The silencing charm…”

You muttered. The last thing that you wanted was for anyone to hear what the two of you were about to do. Regulus shook his head.

“No, you want to be a sassy little brat then I’m going to make you scream like a whore.”

His voice was low. It was low and oozing with pent up sexual energy from the past week apart.

“Reggie, I don’t want people to hear…”

Regulus’ hand was over your mouth silencing any more of your sentence from coming out. He leaned down nuzzling his nose against yours.

“Don’t you Reggie me. Now I’m going to shut that smart mouth up.”

He quickly started loosening his tie and tossed it to the side before going for his dress shirt. You swallowed, watching hungrily as he unbuckled his belt before pulling you back into another kiss.

“Time to shut your smart mouth up.”

He took your hand and moved it to the bulge in his dress pants.

“You know what I want.”

Regulus added, his voice softening a bit. You eagerly nodded as he wrapped his hand around yours and led you to the velour loveseat near the fireplace. Regulus kicked his shoes off before easing his dress pants down his slender waist. You wanted to whine the moment that his erection came into view.

“On your knees.”

Regulus ordered as he sat down, spreading his legs enough for you to kneel between his knees like the sweet princess you were. He tossed his mess curls over his shoulder as you knelt before him.

“Kiss me first.”

He said before leaning down enough to kiss you. You put as much passion as you could into the kiss. Regulus was clearly caught off guard and let the inner dom in him get lost in your mouth. You pushed up enough to be pressed against his chest as the snogging continued. Regulus rocked his hips the moment his brain seemed to realize that his cock was trapped between your joined bodies.

Regulus was the one to break the kiss.

“Get to work, princess.”

You did as you were told but decided to tease him a big first. Kissing his full lips once more, you moved slowly down his body. Pressing soft butterfly kisses to his chin, neck, chest, and stomach before moving to his waiting erection. Your eyes flickered to the dark mark on his arm before batting up to his face. As much as you wanted to admit that you didn’t like his “job” the dark mark on his arm was a turn on. Seeing your prim and proper lover with a tattoo was enough to leave you wet and dripping.

“Don’t make tell you twice.”

Regulus snapped.

“Yes, darling.”

You cooed before seductively licking a path down his length. Regulus fought the urge to close his eyes as you took him into your mouth. You focused on trying to make him moan. If he was going to be a cheeky shit and not put a silencing charm on the room then you were going to make him moan so loud that his mother would hear him downstairs.

You smirked at the thought of Walburga down there minding her own business. She would be mortified the moment that she realized that her son wasn’t in any danger but instead was getting a blow job. The two of you would get the tongue lashing of a lifetime that even Orion wouldn’t be able to save you from.

“That’s a good girl.”

Regulus hissed, trying to resist the urge to move his hips. Your violet eyes fluttered open and met your lover’s face. Regulus was biting his lip as he stared at you with lust-filled eyes.

You pulled away enough for Regulus’ cock to leave your mouth with a “pop.” Regulus groaned and leaned his head back against the sofa as his hands dug into the material You leaned forward and kissed his inner thighs while keeping one hand on his cock to keep Regulus muttering beneath you.

Internally, you cursed the control that Regulus had on himself. You wanted nothing more than to have him moan a little louder. Hearing him say “fuck” and “good girl” was thrilling but you wanted to have him gasping.

“I know what you are trying to do and I should spank you for it.”

Regulus growled before reaching down and pulling you into his arms. His mouth was back on yours as he claimed his prize. You quickly reached up and twirled your fingers in the curls that had fallen into his face.

“I like it when you spank me.”

You said against his lips. Regulus chuckled. He had let his hard side go to simply enjoy being close to you.

“I will never hit you but I won’t hesitate to lay you over my lap and spanking you.”

You gigged against his mouth before gently pulling his bottom lip into your mouth. Regulus reached between your bodies to circle your clit with his index finger. You immediately bucked against his hand.

“Not yet, naughty girl.”

Regulus wrapped his arms around you enough to lift you bridal style. You hungrily kissed the exposed skin of his neck. Leaving lovebites for the world to see was your next goal. You didn’t give two shits if the two of you returned to school looking as if you had been attacked.

Regulus dropped you onto the bed interrupting your thoughts of love bites. You stared up at him as Regulus removed your heels. He gently kissed your ankles before spreading your legs. Regulus wanted nothing more than to shove in and make love to you roughly. You, however, didn’t deserve that. It had been nearly a week since your last lovemaking. He wanted to make you feel good. If you could put your legs together the next morning that would be even more pleasing.

“Reggie.”

You whined his name earning a smile from your lover. He reached down and cupped your face. His dom persona had dropped quickly and was replaced by the sweet boy that you had fallen in love with.

“Soon, darling.”

He took his place over you and kissed your lips, cheeks, and collar bone. You sighed happily as his mouth moved down to your breasts. Stormy eyes met yours as he bit at your nipple before gently sucking at your stinging bud. Your hands ran through his curls as Regulus moved away from your breasts to kiss and lick a path down your stomach.

“You’re so wet.”

Regulus stated as he gently pressed two fingers inside of you. You bucked your hips earning a low laugh from Regulus as he shoved you back down. His voice seemed to drop an octave as he lowered his mouth to your folds.

“Nothing tastes better than you, love. You’re the only girl that I could do this too.”

Regulus whispered before licking a path down your folds to tease at your clit. Your eyes snapped closed knowing that Regulus was about to play unfairly. His goal at the moment was to overstimulate you. Swallowing back a sigh, you made a mental note to be quiet. You couldn’t let the party guests hear you screaming from your soon to be husband’s touch.

“Reggie, I need…”

Regulus stopped licking and looked up to you with that shit-eating grin. He ran a hand over his chin before taking his fingers out of you and licking them clean.

“What do you need, sweetheart?”

Regulus quickly took his place on top of you and turned your face to his.

“Tell me what you need.”

He said in a cheeky tone as he kissed your cheek not coming near your mouth. His hand had gone between your bodies to rub his erection against your clit.

“Make love to me.”

You cried.

“Make love to me, beautiful boy.”

Regulus smirked before shoving just the tip inside. You cried as he slowly pushed in a little more. He gave you enough for a bit of pleasure but not enough to leave you starry-eyed and gasping.

“Reggie, you aren’t playing fair.’

You whimpered. Regulus chuckled as he began to make love to you with just the little bit of his cock that he had given you.

“Who said that I played fair?”

He asked. Your violet eyes opened, narrowing on his arrogant smirk.

“Fine, if you aren’t going to fuck me properly then give me the vibrator in the bedside table. I know what to do with it.”

Regulus’ cheeky expression instantly faded and was replaced with that jealous scowl that he wore so well. This was the scowl that he always wore when you would talk to another boy that wasn’t Regulus or Evan. The last time that you had really seen Regulus’ jealous side was the day that the two of you had ran into Sirius in town and the older brother hugged you. Normally you wouldn’t play into Regulus’ jealousy. Today, however, it would get you what you wanted.

Without another word, Regulus shoved in balls deep leaving you spasming around him.

“You don’t need that toy when you have me.”

He hissed raising your thigh over his hip to give him deeper access to your body. You fought the urge to cry every time the tip of his cock hit your cervix. Regulus quickly put a hand over your mouth.

“Hush now. Do you want everyone to know what it sounds like when I fuck you?”

You shook your head as Regulus removed his hand in order to steady his own shaking body.

“Reggie, it feels so good.”

You cried with each snap of his hips. He didn’t ease up on the speed of his thrusts. You could tease him and tell him that he was being mean. That would just result in your cervix being abused harder. Not that you would be complaining. You would be moaning harder. You bit your bottom lip trying to stop the moans from coming out louder. In between heavy breaths you were already crying Regulus’ name.

Suddenly, Regulus pushed in further and held his position. He kept the head of his cock pressed against your womb’s entrance. You felt uncomfortably full. Rocking your hips, you pleased with him to move. Your body was stretching to accommodate Regulus’ sudden action.

“I was reading in a magazine about making your lover come without moving and I think that you are about to.”

Regulus said with a moan. He was trying to stop his own body from coming. It didn’t matter how much you were pulsating around him, Regulus wanted to hold on. He wanted to have more time to torment you in a delicious way.

“Reggie!”

You cried his name a bit louder before finally finding your release. Regulus closed his eyes thinking over everything he could to stop himself from coming (school, his role as a death eater, anything) but it didn’t work. It took one more squeeze of your spasming core to send Regulus over the edge of no return.

The moment he came, you sighed in complement. His come filled you as Regulus continued to fuck you through his own orgasm until he too froze. Regulus muttered something that sounded like “god damn it” under his breath before collapsing on top of you.

Your fingers stroked through his sweat-drenched curls as Regulus continued to come inside of you.

“That was perfect.”

You whispered leaning up enough to kiss his forehead. Regulus slowly pulled out enough so he could roll you into his arms. When the two of you were able to move, he would call for Kreacher to come to change the sheets. For now, however, he was too lazy to consider moving.

Regulus’ laughing quickly got your attention. You looked up at him sleepily.

“What’s so funny?”

He grinned down at you with a playful smile.

“By the way, there is a silencing charm on our room. Mother cast it herself. Just thought that you should know.”

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crayonwriting · 4 years ago

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02 - Here We Go Again

Summary: Maiko just wanted her good ol’ dad to walk her down the aisle. So, she invited the three men from your past in hopes of meeting him. The only problem was, which one of them is it?

Pairings: Oikawa Tooru x Reader, Bokuto Koutarou x Reader, Kuroo Tetsurou x Reader

Disclaimer: This is based on the movie directed by Phyllida Loyd and written by Catherine Johnson which is inspired by the music of the pop group ABBA.

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"My, my, my! Look who we have here!" You put your hands on your waist, beaming at the end of the dock were your friends, Yoshiko—the wealthiest in your group with a very kind heart—and Rika—the noisiest, smallest, and a wisecracking author.

The two, who had just arrived, screamed loudly and ran up to you. You met them halfway, slamming into them in a tight hug. You haven't seen them for years! If you could remember, Maiko was only at least ten years old when they last visited.

A lot of people getting off of the ferry stared at your group but none of you paid them any heed. You turned to Yoshiko and grinned wide.

“You look amazing, Yoshiko!” You glanced down at her chest which made you stifle a laugh. It was obvious that she had some ‘enhancements’ done to that area. “These are new though. Where’d you get them, huh?” You playfully lay your hands on them, making Yoshiko squeal and jokingly swat your hands away.

“Where else than husband number three!” Rika cheered, laughing loudly.

—

Maiko placed the final pin onto Nana’s bridesmaid's dress for the final adjustments. The three of them were in front of the mirror to see how the dresses looked like when worn. Maiko had found these dresses for sale when she was out with Minoru on the mainland.

“Maiko-chan these are so pretty! I can’t wait to see your dress!” Eri gushed, twirling around in her own dress. Maiko sighed with a dreamy smile.

“I’m gonna have the perfect wedding, with my father to give me away.” She muttered, dreamily.

“Well, I hope the church has a wide aisle,” Nana remarked. Maiko scoffed, pulling at her friend’s hair playfully.

“I’ll know which one it is when I see them.” Maiko defended.

Just then the door opened and Minoru entered. Nana and Eri greeted him, missing their other friend as well. Minoru chuckled tackling both girls into a hug, making them land on the bed.

“There are pins on the dresses! Please be careful!” Maiko warned, looking at them amused. When they all pulled away, Nana and Eri posed playfully.

“So, how do we look?” Nana asked. Minoru whistled and smiled.

“Wow. You guys look amazing!” He turned to his fiancee, pulling her in by the waist. “But this one, right here, is gonna be the most beautiful around.” Nana and Eri teased the two of them; Maiko could only blush. She leaned in and pecked Minoru’s lips.

“What are you doing here?”

“Came to pick up a few props for my bachelor party tomorrow.” He went to the closet and plucked out his needed items—a cowboy hat and his swimming trunks.

Maiko was amused.

—

“Heave-ho, maties!” Bokuto shouted into the winds. All the while, Kuroo was struggling to re-tie one of the sails that was blown out by the wind, while Oikawa was doing his best to not to get thrown off the boat as he tried cranking one of the cables.

—

You, Yoshiko and Rika rode on your truck to get to the villa. Once there, Minoru was already walking towards you. You waved him over.

“Minoru! Meet these hitchhikers I found at the docks!” Your insult was met by a loud ‘hey!’ and a ‘hitchhikers, my ass!’. You just laughed. You pointed your thumb towards Minoru. “He’s the leading man at the party.” Minoru just bowed at them. He walked closer.

“You must be Rika-san?”

“That’s me.” Rika reached over and gave Minoru a firm hug. He asked her how she’s been, to which she answered with a smile and an ‘I’m doing good.’ Minoru looked behind her.

“And you must be Yoshiko-san. I’ve heard so much about you.”

“Mhmm.” Yoshiko hummed, hugging Minoru in greeting. “All bad, I hope.” The boy just laughed lightheartedly.

“And they’re all true.” You quipped. Minoru saw you struggling with your guests’ luggages and proceeded to help you get them down from the truck.

—

The three of them all sat near the back of the boat where Bokuto was steering. Oikawa sat beside him, staring at Bokuto’s side profile.

“I think I know who you are.” Oikawa tilted his head. “You’re Bokuto Koutarou. Ace of the MSBY Black Jackals team in Japan.”

“Yep. That’s me.” Bokuto grinned.

“You retired three years ago. Why?”

Bokuto just shrugged. “I love volleyball. I’ll never stop loving volleyball. But...something just clicked one day and I knew I had to go.” He glanced at Oikawa who looked like he was in deep thought. “What about you? Are you a player as well?”

“Yeah. Argentina.”

“Ever thought of quitting?” The suggestion made Oikawa shake his head vigorously.

“You’re a close friend of Y/N?” Kuroo asked from the sides. Bokuto’s shoulders slumped in the slightest.

“No. I haven’t heard from her for...twenty years, I think?”

Kuroo was surprised. “Really?”

“Yeah, and then this invite,” he pulled out the invitation from his pockets, waving it in front of them. “Out of the blue.”

“It’s the same for me.” Oikawa mumbled.

—

“Rika-obaasan!” Maiko shouted from the window on the second floor of the villa. The three women had just arrived by the entrance where Maiko was waiting. She disappeared inside the room and ran down the stairs to them.

“Maiko-chan has grown so beautiful!” Yoshiko gushed, breathing a little heavily as the trek up the villa’s entrance was a tad bit high. Rika held her arms out to catch Maiko in her arms. You smiled at the scene proud of how well you’ve done with Maiko.

“Maiko-chan! You get more beautiful everytime I see you!” Rika held Maiko’s face in both of her hands rubbing at her flushed cheeks. The younger woman shook her head. “You do!” Rika persisted.

“I bet you don’t remember me.” Yoshiko called out beside you.

“Not with all that plastic surgery.” Rika muttered under her breath. Maiko just smiled at the familiar banter between her aunts. She ran to Yoshiko, bringing her into a tight hug as well.

“Of course I remember you, Yoshiko-obaasan! You haven’t changed at all.”

“I’m so happy for you.” Yoshiko said when they pulled away. Seeing your daughter interact with your best friends made you feel a warm weight on your chest. You couldn’t help yourself so you pulled your daughter towards your embrace, hugging her from behind.

“My baby, all grown up; her whole life ahead of her.” Maiko just laughed at your words as she struggled to get out of your hold.

“I’m just getting married, okaa-san! I’m not going to be a miko!” ” She exclaimed. She then led the three of you to the back of the villa. Yoshiko and Rika shared amused faces. Maiko showed the same fiery attitude you had during your younger days.

“Just like her okaa-san.” Rika slung an arm around your shoulders, following your daughter’s trail.

“If she was like me, she wouldn’t be getting married at twenty.”

“Or married at all.” Yoshiko added.

The villa that you owned consisted of small clusters of buildings designed in Cycladic architecture, capturing the beauty of the small island. The small archway, where you just passed through on the side of the main building, led you to a small alley full of locals selling various produce. Somehow, small parts of the town had merged with the hotel space and you didn’t mind.

“I haven’t put the laundry down before you came!” You panicked, in the slightest, picking up a nearby basket and shoving all the washed sheets and blankets in it. As you hastily tried to tidy up, Maiko walked over to you. She took the basket from you gently with a knowing look.

You had promised her that you won’t be working too much on her wedding preparations, seeing as only a few will attend. And Maiko has seen you work so hard for the hotel—for her—and the least she could do is make you relax, especially now that your friends are here.

Minoru appeared with two glasses of ice cold water which she gave to your two guests. Rika and Yoshiko took a few sips and for some reason—they didn’t know if it was just their thirst or exhaustion—the water tasted sweeter than normal and more refreshing. Minoru noticed the change in their expressions. A smug smile appeared on his face.

“Good, right?” The women could only nod in silence. Maiko stood beside him intertwining their hands. Minoru continued. “I’m actually designing a website that would showcase everything about Kalokairi. I just think this place has so much potential. But no one knows we’re here.” He glanced at Maiko, pecking her forehead, affectionately. “After that, with proper marketing and advertisements, people will come flooding in.”

Maiko grinned, proud at her fiance. “We just want this to be the ultimate romantic destination. They did say that this was once the site of Aphrodite’s fountain. The Goddess of Love. And if you drank the water,” she gestured to the glasses they held, “You’re supposed to find true love and perfect happiness.”

“Can I take home a bucket of this?” Rika asked.

—

You entered a small house—still a part of the hotel—which was reserved for VIP customers...if you had them. Rika and Yoshiko immediately admired the simplicity and beauty of it. As they looked around Yoshiko removed her expensive coat and sunglasses, placing them atop the small coffee table.

“I thought you didn’t want a lot of tourists over here?” She asked. You were going about the small space, fixing things that weren’t even misplaced or broken.

“I don’t want, like, boats filled with tourists. Just...a few more would be nice.” You opened the bathroom door and suddenly remembered the plumbing issue you've been having for a few weeks now. You turned to your friends. “Now, the toilet is…if it doesn’t flush right away, just go,” you made a motion with your hands, “And come back in a while and it should be fine.” Rika and Yoshiko just looked at each other.

You dismissed their looks with a shaky laugh. “Sorry. Nothing really works around here. Hell, I think I’m the only one working around here!” You paced around the room. “I’ve been running this hotel for fifteen years and I’ve never had a day off!” It was starting to feel a little hot inside so you pushed open the nearby window, letting some fresh air in.

One of the shutters suddenly broke off and fell, almost hitting a passerby who had just bought onions from a seller. You peered down at them, face apologetic. The locals who were within the area stared up at you with blank expressions. They were used to the occasional bang and clang of your hotel falling apart at the seams.

“I’m sorry!” You shouted over. You sighed loudly, turning back to the room. “Where’s a rich guy when you need one?!” You said, exasperated. Your two friends just raised an eyebrow at each other, following you out.

You went down the steps to retrieve the fallen shutter. The small alley where it fell was filled with local Greek people who hounded you to buy their goods. You recognize some of them who’d offered to help around the hotel and were now asking for payment for their services.

You just nodded robotically, mumbling that you’d pay them soon once you get the money. If you get the money. Yoshiko and Rika did their best to catch up with you. You picked up the shutter. Going around the corner, you stopped by a white door. You twisted the knob firmly before it fell off. Yoshiko winced, realizing how you meant that nothing works here literally.

“If I had a rich man, I’d be able to fix this whole place.” You then scoffed. “If I married a rich man, I’d never work it all!”

Pushing the door a little, it opened. You checked in on the kitchens where your cooks, who were previously sitting down by the table resting, scrambled to get back to their preparations. You eyed them warily. You went inside and got an old bottle of wine you’ve been saving for special occasions. You handed it over to Yoshiko.

“It’s hard to find a rich man to marry.” Yoshiko accepted the bottle, reading the label.

“Easy for you to say, Yoshiko. You’re practically born rich.” Rika countered with a small chuckle.

You just sniggered and shook your head. They kept following as you went around the whole place, conversing with one of your employees, talking about various repairs that needed to be done and due payments to be made. They also followed you into a small shed where you pulled out your tool belt. You buckled it around your waist, picking up a drill as well.

Your friends could not believe the sight. Never had they imagined your life to turn out like this. Sure, they kept in touch from time to time but they didn’t know that you needed all the help you could get. You stopped in your tracks, feeling their gazes on you.

Turning back around, you just flashed them a smile, grabbing the wine bottle.

“C’mon, let’s go have some fun.”

—

Maiko was lifting some boxes of decorated napkins to help set up the reception area. Just as she was outside the villa, she spotted three tall men curiously looking around. She felt her heart leap to her throat. Could this be…?

“Hi.” She croaked out. The men looked at her. Maiko’s palms were starting to sweat so she kept them in closed fists. “May I help you?”

“Hey there! We’re here for the wedding!” Bokuto’s voice was loud. “I’m Bokuto Koutarou.”

“Oikawa Tooru.” The man beside Bokuto piped up.

“Kuroo Tetsurou.” The other one stated. He eyed Maiko up and down, noticing the bewildered look on her face.

Inside Maiko’s mind, she wanted to scream in confusion. She was pretty sure that when her father showed up, she’ll know which one it is—call it instinct if you will. But right now, with all three of them right in front of her, she was more puzzled than ever.

“Were you expecting us?” Kuroo asked.

It took a while for Maiko to respond. She did her best to hide her confusion with a beaming smile. “Oh my god, yes!” She said, relief echoed in her voice. It doesn’t matter that she can’t tell which right now. What matters is they’re here and once she gets them alone or spends a short while with them, she’ll know. Right?

Kuroo squinted his eyes and tilted his head. He pointed a finger to Maiko. “You’re not, Y/N’s daughter are you?” He asked the question which nagged at his mind ever since receiving the invitation. If this girl was your daughter, then that would mean you’re married. But then again, the girl had the same surname as you...would that mean the opposite thing?

Maiko blushed slightly and bowed her head, indicating that she is your daughter. Bokuto stepped closer, removing his sunglasses.

“That’s why you look familiar. You look just like her.” Bokuto ransacked his mind, trying to remember the name on the invitation. “You’re Meiko, right?

“It’s Maiko.”

“Ah, my bad.” He scratched the back of his head. “I used to have a great aunt living on the mainland. Her name was Meiko.” Maiko was about to say something in response but Oikawa cut her off.

“Is it okay if you show us to our rooms? I’d like to get settled in before we see your okaa-san.”He said. He had been getting nervous ever since they’d arrived at the small island. He wanted to see you so badly but he also wanted to put himself together first because he knows that he’d be a mess in front of you.

“Oh! Yes, of course! You can meet her….but, uhm….,” Maiko panicked. She hadn’t thought about where they’d stay. She didn’t want you to know that your exes are here; not until she figures out who her father is. Suddenly, she knew the perfect place they can stay, hidden and away from the villa. “Uh, come this way please.”

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a/n: chapter two it is! this was hella long. 2.6k words i think? i also feel that this was all over the place, switching from one group to another. and i’m so, so, sorry if it confused you! i’m confused as well anyways i originally planned to write 2 chapters then do a double posting, but seeing as it’s a certain owl’s birthday today, i just had to post today.

happy birthday bokuto koutarou! i love you marry me pls

again, i apologize for the errors (grammar, punctuations, story flow) and thank you so much for all the support!

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the-ipre · 4 years ago

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what's the defiance if you dont mind me asking?

hello! welcome to the infodump :3

short answer: the crew of star wars ocs made by me, @leenik-matagot, @not-from-the-absence-of-violence, and @drowninginstarlights. they’re a rebellion punk rock band and a found family, and star wars now belongs to us basically /lh. here’s an art dump!

longer answer:

the crew!

Cres J’ones, later Cres Defiance (she/they), is my oc. Cres is the drummer, the medic, the slicer, the general jack of all trades and master of none. She’s the heart of the crew, the weed friend, one of many who is allergic to vulnerability and bonds with people through physical contact and Not Talking About It.

Marlo Shenn (he/him) is Liam’s oc. Ex empire kid, he’s a bassist and pilot and self sacrificing protector. All of his hair (including chest and beard) has been dyed blue, because him and Cres make excellent decisions, and he needs to know who he is when he looks in the mirror.

Nova Dillman (he/she/they) is Nico’s oc. Born and raised rebel, she’s the lead singer and guitarist and captain of the ship. Life is a performance and he knows that well, but along the way she makes genuine emotional connections even so. They definitely need therapy, but he keeps killing or seducing or cucking his therapists, so.

Dash Halcard (he/him) is Jack’s oc! Yet another ex empire kid, he’s the newest addition to the crew and plays tambourine and sings harmony, and later takes over bass from Marlo for a bit. He’s been running for so long and he finally gets to stay, the missing piece that they never knew they needed. Has a gay sex tattoo (a wampa and a rancor in a heart). They’re t4t.

Longest answer! under the cut because many thoughts head full <3

Relationships:

Marlo and Cres are Best Friends™, love each other to the point of self sacrifice, will never lose each other. They’ve made a promise that they’re the only ones allowed to kill each other, and surely that won’t come back for any dramatic irony :). Genuinely though, for people who have known so little love in their pasts, choosing each other time and time again, holding on and building their friendship from the ground up and one day realizing that they don’t ever want to let go. They watch shitty holos together! They paint each others nails! They’re best friends!

Marlo and Blue (yes from Campaign Star Wars, he’s ours now) are husbands! Good for them <3. They were childhood friends, then fuckbuddies, and then they caught feelings! Uh oh!

Nova and Blue are in a QPR that started off as just fuckbuddies (because this entire universe was made because Nico and Will wanted to kiss Blue <3 gay wrongs). Blue caught feelings (uh oh!) but Nova is aro and also terrified of commitment so ! times were tough for a while! But they worked things out and it’s excellent. Nova will not give anyone a straight answer on their relationship but he made out with Blue at his and Marlo’s wedding and also Blue has ‘boytoy’ embroidered on his capelet, so.

Even outside of all that the crew of the Defiance are friends, they’re family, Dash is Marlo’s hands when his are broken and Nova and Cres are gamers and together they’re all a family, on purpose, time and time again. Life commitment! Even after the war, they stick together, they tour the galaxy, they go back to their home planets, but they always come back to one another because they’re here, alive, defiant.

Backstories:

Cres grew up as the youngest of a bunch of siblings, never the best at anything and never all that important in the grand scheme of things. When she was eighteen she left home and her planet, went to go follow rock bands around the galaxy. They met a rebel named X who seemed larger than life, finally something so real that Cres could imagine she was real right back. They started being a part of the rebellion and it was fun, it was something, they were finally a part of something, and then in a single empire attack they lost X and their leg. After that, they travelled around the rock music circuit for a couple more years, ignoring the rebellion until they broke into the same ship as two other fools.

Marlo was an empire kid, second son who took all of the hits and punishments for his older brother. He was not allowed to exist for himself, and when he tried to, falling in love and getting engaged and able to finally imagine making a life, his family killed his fiance. Marlo finally left, a ring tucked away as the only remnant of his love. His brother tried to stop him, leaving a scar over his eye, and Marlo took the lightsaber he used and made it his, finally running. [Note from Will: ‘Marlo ‘idk what platonic love is until i’m at least 19′ Shenn’]

Nova’s parents were rebels from before he was born, struggles on their home planet giving way to the galaxy wide war. She never got to be a child, always aware of the rebellion as their parents were commanders. He and his friend K’ris share a kiss before a battle that feels like a broken promise when K’ris is killed and Nova loses a part of themself to the fight, bringing destruction down against their enemy. She stays with the rebellion and her family for a few more years before leaving and becoming an independent agent, still acting as a rebel but learning how to do so outside of his parent’s immediate gaze.

Dash grew up as an ever observed empire child, never as good at playing the role as his twin sister, Nicali. His childhood friend, Rilis, ended up leaving him behind with no warning, and he had to face the fact that they had made the choice to go without him. He acted out to the point of getting naked at an Empire gala (good for him), which was the last straw before he left. He reinvented himself as a smuggler, jumping between crews for whatever jobs there were to be had, and found himself following the music scenes more and more, looking for Rilis all the while. He found himself drawn to the Defiance, breaking onto their ship and stowing away. Good for him!

AUs:

Evil AU:

Marlo and Dash never left the empire, Marlo (Valkai in this, never having become Marlo in the first place) becoming an Inquisitor and Dash his personal fighter (and boytoy). Nova’s destruction went a bit too far at K’ris’s death in this and she left home to be a bounty hunter, working more and more for the empire. Tragedy from the inside, comedy from the outside, absolute buckets of homoeroticism, blood, and toxic polycule. Good for them!

(Cres never left home, never became anything, stayed numb and surviving and dull. A quiet desperate tragedy that she would not do anything to change. Why try to run when at the end of the day, you’re still you?)

Bad End AU:

Original Flavor- After Marlo gets kidnapped, he goes sith, loses himself to the death and bloodshed and cuts himself off from his family. When the others find him again, Cres reaches out, still sure that he’s him in there, and Valkai drives his lightsaber through their gut. She dies in his arms and he begs Nova to kill him, and they do. Dash runs, and never stops running, and Nova goes home, tells the rebellion that her friends died well. He burns the Defiance and dies on the battlefield.

Cool Ranch- Marlo stabs Cres, Nova kills Marlo, but they’re able to save Cres before she dies. Cres has to live without their best friend, knows that the friend still left is the one who killed him. Dash ran, and keeps running, and never comes back.

We also have a vampire au, knight au, pacific rim au, skyjacks au...there’s a lot <3

other fun facts!

- all of the members have the word Defy tattooed on themself somewhere (knuckles for Cres, collarbone and then hip for Marlo, wrist for Nova, heart for Dash). Fans will write Defy on themselves in sharpie before concerts

- all of the members have been kidnapped at one point or another. whoops!

- we have collectively written over 130k words in less than two months. we can not be stopped

- there are playlists for all the characters if you would like. cres’s comes with a 1.4k annotation <3

#ask #anonymous #the defiance #welcome to the lore dump laskjdf

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magicmanias · 5 years ago

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A Crown of Silver Flowers

Request: “You mentioned requests being open. Here is one. Thranduil. From friends to lovers: 7 “I know, but I want more“ Please 😊” @sweetfairy1

7. “I know, but I want more.”

Pairing: Thranduil x Reader

Summary: Thranduil seeks one last chance with you before he is too late.

(Occurs before the events of the Hobbit.)

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Friends to Lovers cliché

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: Loth means flower in Sindarin. I FINISHED IT!

Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit // MASTERLIST

There she was beside him, poised and tall on her Fresian stallion. Loose strands of hair dangled under a garland of poppies that sat on her head blowing calmly in the steady afternoon breeze. She looked like a queen and Thranduil imagined a reality where it could be true. He wondered if she'd prefer a crown of silver or flowers.

“Thranduil?”

“Yes, Ioth?” Thranduil watched her more intently. She avoided his gaze, instead directing her attention to the view before them, though she barely noticed it. Her fingers absent-mindedly rooted through her stallion's tangled mane. Thranduil's elk shifted, bringing her back down to earth.

“Would you… Would you ever be angry with me?”

“Angry? I can't fathom an occasion where I would be angry with you,” he answered. She continued to comb through the horse's locks with her fingers. Thranduil watched her hands stroke nervously through the stallion's mane. He knit his brow. Her hands shook. “What is wrong, loth?”

“I'm… My father—he… he has informed me that he was found a suitable match for me.” Thranduil stiffened. He what? “The captain of the guard in Lithlorien. I am to leave Mirkwood by next morning.”

“You're leaving?“ Thranduil unmounted the elk. He couldn't look her in the eye. How could she be leaving? “When is…”

“The… wedding is in two weeks time.” She followed suit and trailed hopelessly behind the young king.

“Do you love him?” Thranduil turned to see her reaction. He was met with wide, teary eyes and a quivering lip.

“Love him?”

“Yes, do you love him?”

“I… I haven't even met him yet.” She looked down to hide her face. Thranduil knew she was crying. He cupped her cheek and swept a thumb to wipe away a tear. Y/N leaned into it and wept more. She didn't love him. “I don't want to go. I'll miss you so much.”

“Stay.” Thranduil tenderly stroked her cheek with his thumb. She looked at his icy eyes. She'd never seen the king so… desperate before.

She wiped her eyes and back away from him. “I can't. My father—”

“I don't care what your father says. I am your king, so… I command you to stay.”

The elleth laughed. “Thranduil, my king, I will miss you and your outrageous abuse of power.”

“I would commit treasons across Middle Earth for you,” Thranduil admitted. “Just stay.”

“Oh, that would never end well. What will the people think? A maiden elleth choosing her king before her fiance? It would be rather scandalous.”

“Then we shall run away,” he chuckled. “To another land, far from here.”

“I think that would elicit even more rumors, my king,” she giggled.

The king's voice went quiet, dropping down an octave. “I mean it, Loth. I never want to be apart from you.”

She frowned and took the ellon's hand from her cheek. Once again, she faced the view before her. Perhaps she didn't want to see Thranduil's face when she asked, “Will you come? To the wedding?”

“I… don't think I can.”

There was no need to ask why. There was somewhere deep inside of Y/N that knew the answer. So she didn't ask. She couldn't. If he answered, everything would be ruined. And despite how much she ached to hear her king say those three words to her… it would ruin everything.

“I love you.”

2 Weeks Later

He was… adequate, you supposed. There was nothing wrong with him. Handsome, honorable, fearless, a renowned soldier, and more titles than you could bother to remember. Your father was no obstacle--in fact, he might have adored your fiance more than you tolerated him. When you were given news of your engagement to the ellon, you could not lie and say that you were unimpressed. Your father made him sound like quite the suitor. But the moment he stepped off his white horse and approached you with that cookie cutter smile, the butterflies in your stomach seemed to fall into a deep pit. There really wasn’t anything wrong with him. And yet, every night since then, you couldn't sleep because your head was filled with endless thoughts of running away.

Thranduil had never been so reckless in his life. Battered soldiers lay stiff around him, bruised and near broken at the king’s ill-directed wrath. He heaved and his muscles ached, but he craved to continue. Anger still seeped from his very being, but it seemed all the soldiers were down at his feet or cowering away. He sheathed his sword and stormed away from the scene, leaving the bruised soldiers to pick up after themselves.

He hated her. He hated her like he’d never hated anyone ever in his immortal life. It was a burning, fiery, passionate hatred that made his skin crawl in fury. He wished a lot of things about her. He wished he never set eyes on that infernal elleth. He wished he could scream at her. He wished he could tell her every little horrible emotion he felt toward her. He wished he could take her in his arms and squeeze so tight that she couldn’t breathe. He wished he could be close enough to her to smell her hair. He wished he could touch her skin. He wished to feel her lips upon his. He wished to tell her that he loved her and to hear that she felt the same. He hated her. He hated she didn’t feel the same. He hated that she loved him in a way that was most painful to him. He hated that she was marrying a perfectly suitable ellon that would give her the life he couldn’t. He hated her.

Without her, Thranduil couldn’t breathe, but he might as well give up trying to. Eternal life would be meaningless without her. She was his eternity. Eru, how did it come to this?

You stared at the garnet ring on your finger, mocking you with the future it represented. You contemplated tearing it off and flinging it across the room, but every time you slipped it off just slightly, you knew you’d get up only to find it and place back where it belonged. You sighed and shifted the band around your finger. You much preferred silver over red.

Thranduil stepped into the steaming water of the bath and sunk in. He hoped the water would magically erase his memories of the elleth haunting his every waking moment, but there she was, dancing in his dreams the moment he closed his eyes. Why couldn’t she love him? He tried to hold onto the figment of you dancing with him, but just as all his tainted memories of you transitioned to his nightmare, this one did as well.

2 Weeks Ago

“I wish you hadn't said that.”

“But it's true, Loth. I love you.”

“You're my friend.”

“I know, but I want more,” he said desperately. Thranduil tried to grab her hand but she pulled it away in fear. “I love you, Y/N.“

“I don’t love you, your majesty!“ you screamed back, tears streaming down your cheeks. Thranduil stepped back, rigid and frozen, except for his shattering heart. You wiped your tears quickly, failing to hide them and whimpered. Thranduil’s anger completely disappeared and dismay flooded all his senses. He stepped forward slightly, even more desperate to cling onto you and pretend those words never left your lips.

“Loth…”

“Leave me alone!” She ran away from the heat-broken king. Thranduil could only watch her grow smaller and smaller from his view until she disappeared altogether.

You laid in your bed and stared at the high ceiling. The ring was still wrapped around your hand as you nervously played with it. Tomorrow would pass and your fate would be sealed with an elf you never loved. You allowed your mind to wander aimlessly, hoping to drift to something pleasant to distract you from thoughts of your future husband. Suddenly, you remembered the friend you had been avoiding for so long.

Your silver haired king.

Your heart tugged at the thought of Thranduil. And memories of the last time you saw him ambushed your tired mind. “I don't love you, your majesty!“ You hadn’t meant it.

“Oh Eru.” How could you say those things to him? He probably hated you now, but you didn’t blame him. You hated yourself. The man that was once your closest friend hated you and you would never be able to tell him that you felt the same way he did. Well, the way he used to at least.

You loved him. You’d always loved him. He may have fallen in love with you decades ago, but you’d loved him for centuries. For all that time, you had grown accustomed to a fate of unrequited love, so when he said those things to you… you didn’t know what to do. Being in love with the silver king was a reverie, a fantasy that occupied your dreams at night, but when you awoke, you forced yourself to act like he was no more than your king and your friend. After centuries of pretending you didn’t love him, you had become good at it and the thought that he could love you never even crossed your conscious mind.

It was late, but Thranduil found himself unable to sleep, plagued with thoughts of her. Everything about her crossed his tired mind. Her hair that was never fully neat. The way she carried herself when walking down a path, even when she thought no one was looking. The smile that crept on her lips when it wasn't proper. The sound of her sweet voice when she sang to him in the evenings. The glow that encircled her in the morning. Why was she getting married? He'd really thought she loved him.

Why were you getting married? It made your father so happy and your mother couldn't hold more pride toward her daughter, but why were you doing this? You hadn't even liked the ellon you were marrying, let alone loved him. You were glad it was so late. You were too tired to cry. At least your eyes wouldn't be puffy during the wedding. The dark circles under your eyes would be another problem though. At least Thranduil wouldn't see you like this. Why were you getting married?

Thranduil didn't care if you loved him. He needed to see his friend. She couldn't marry someone she'd only met. Maybe she didn't love him, but he would do everything in his power to prevent her from a life of unhappiness with another ellon. The king marched out of his chambers, ignoring the confused servants in his way. “Alefen, retrieve my stag.”

“But, your majesty—”

“This is urgent. I must leave as soon as possible.”

“Of course, your majesty.”

You had to see him. You couldn't marry that ellon. You loved Thranduil. He may hate you now, but he'd been your friend for so long. Perhaps you could at least save that.

You sprinted out of your room, still in your nightgown, and raced to the stables. Your horse jumped at the sudden sound of your footsteps and shot his gaze up at you.

“Hello,” you whispered gently to the stallion, stroking his black nose. “I know you must be anxious to go out.”

The black steed whinnied in agreement and stomped his hooves into the dirt.

“I'm going to need you to ride like the wind,” you said, still stroking his soft fur. “We're going home.”

Thranduil rode into the forest on the large stag, hearing nothing but the footsteps of the stag and his racing heart. Lithlorien was a day's ride away, but by then Y/N would already be married. Thranduil shook the thought out of his head. He was determined to get there.

��Fly faster,” he told the elk. “Please, as fast as you can.”

Y/N had been riding for an hour. Her stallion ever-loyal had managed to keep a consistent pace, just as desperate to be home as she was. The forest was just coming into view, compelling the horse to pump it's legs even faster.

“Woah, Stygian, my love, slow. You will kill yourself at this pace,” you cooed, pulling gently on his mane. The stallion grunted, but continued to gallop too speed. You winced pulling harder, demanding the horse to slow, but he would not. “Stygian, you must— Ah!”

The stallion stopped still in his tracks and distracted, you did not grip onto him properly, sending you flying into the air. You braced for the hard impact, but you landed much quicker than you anticipated and on much softer group than you expected. Slowly, you opened your eyes and were met with icy blue ones.

“Ah!” You tried to scramble away in fear, but in your struggle you fell once more, this time on actual ground. “Ow!”

Wait, something about those eyes… They were familiar. Icy blue…

“Loth?” a familiar voice called out.

You sat up and looked at the king above you. Your pained face stretched into a smile as you witnessed the silver haired ellon leave the back of the elk and offer a hand to you.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, taking his hand and pulling yourself up.

“I could ask you the same, Loth,” he said warmly. He quickly let go of your hand, to your disappointment. You watched silently as he went and brought your spooked horse back over to you.

“I-I came back. I couldn't marry him,” you admitted, your voice echoing in the forest. Thranduil remained silent, silently pleading for you to continue. “I…Thranduil, I… hope you don't hate me.” Perhaps you weren't tired enough, because tears managed to well in your eyes and fall.

“Hate you?” Thranduil repeated. His heart broke at the sight of you. You looked so tired and sad, oh, but you were beautiful all the same. He remembered the anger he felt toward you only just that morning and the weeks prior. No, he didn't hate you. He never did. He was just so tormented. But he couldn't hate you. “No, I don't hate you, Loth.”

“Y-You don't?” you blubber, still crying. You tried in vain to wipe your tears away. “But-But—”

Thranduil moved your hand from your face and wiped your tears from your cheeks and replaced them with his hand, rubbing a thumb in your skin.

“I could never hate you, loth.” He smiled bitterly. “You may not love me, but I will always love you.”

“I love you.”

Thranduil shook his head. “You do not need to spare me my feelings, loth.”

“Its true,” you insisted. “I’ve loved you for so long, Thranduil. I love you… I'm sor—”

Before you could apologize, hands wrapped around your waist and lips enveloped your own. Your hands made their way up Thranduil's chest and rested on his face. You melted into the kiss and he pulled you closer. You noses rubbed together and you pushed ever closed to him.

Stygian whinnied loudly, bringing you out of the kiss. You laughed and Thranduil merely smiled. He grabbed your hands and kissed them.

“Marry me,” he said gently, focusing on your hands, small in his large grasp.

“What?” you gasped.

“I love you. I want to make you my queen, loth.” He pressed his forehead against yours. “I want to make you mine.”

“I am yours, my love.”

“So is that a yes?”

“Yes,” you whispered, pressing another kiss to his lips.

He was the one to break the second kiss, enveloping you in his arms. He placed his head on yours and stroked your back. “Would you like a crown of silver or flowers?”

“Both.”

He chuckled. “It shall be done, my queen.”

“Thranduil?” He hummed in acknowledgement. “Will you only call me Loth?”

“Do you not like ‘my queen’?”

“Others can call me that if they wish, but I like it when you call me Loth,” you said.

“If that's what you plead, my Loth.”

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