#recognizing your own faults in a relationship but still cherishing some good memories OH I AM

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The fionna and cake finale… I am crying the happiest of tears, that was the most beautiful ending. perfect for this series.

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A Soulmate for Christmas - 1

No one but you see your soulmate mark. Not unless your soulmate touches it, and even then, it only glows for a moment. Most consider that a blessing, but Marinette would say it’s a blessed curse. Because how was she supposed to find the boy who left a black cat mark on her hand fifteen years ago in the city that wasn't even located in France? So when she finds a model flaunting the mark she put on him all those years back in a magazine, she has hope for a moment. That is until she notices the article discuss his imminent engagement to someone else.

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"So, what’s the emergency?"

Marinette’s hand emerged from under the covers, pointing in the direction of her desk. "The new Paris Fashion. Page thirty."

Alya whistled upon reaching the said page. "Looking good, M Agreste. Good enough to turn my best friend into a hot mess with a single picture."

"This isn’t funny, Al. Look at his chest!"

"Pure lean muscle. Perfectly toned. He's growing up nicely. Though, I fail to see why this is a big enough emergency for you to make me bail on lunch with Nino."

"Look. At. His. Chest." Marinette crawled out from under the comforter and stomped toward Alya, pointing at the particular spot on the picture. "This. Look at this."

"A ladybug tattoo? So—Wait!" Alya looked up at Marinette, her finger pointing to the ladybug mark painted on his chest. "Are you telling me that’s his—" 

"Right where I put it!" Marinette cried, ducking back under her covers. "See? He exists! I told you. I can’t believe you were doubting me all this time!"

"Well, excuse me, but you were five, and he sounded too good to be true. Little boys don’t usually go out of their way to help crying girls they don’t know find their flirting grandmas at a fashion show in Milan. Little boys don’t kiss said little girl’s hand as a farewell while they are at it. And they certainly don’t ask for the girl to kiss their soulmate mark into existence as close to their heart as she possibly could. ‘So, they won’t forget her,’ right?"

"So, he could always keep me close to his heart," Marinette corrected. "But that doesn’t matter now. You were right. That boy doesn’t exist anymore, and this one isn’t as good as I thought he was, so whatever. I’ll get over him and move on. There are plenty of guys out there. One of them is bound to like me more than money, fame, and prestige."

"What do you mean? Shouldn’t you be happy your crush is your soulmate?"

With a pitiful groan slipping her lips, Marinette buried her face into her pillow. "Ugh! I can’t believe I ever felt guilty for crushing on him. I thought I was a horrible person betraying my soulmate for some handsome, sexy supermodel. Foolish me. He doesn’t deserve any of my attention."

"Marinette, seriously. What do you mean?"

"Read the article."

Alya fell silent as soon as she noticed the title. "‘Paris’ most eligible bachelor reveals… a long-time secret relationship with his childhood friend Kagami Tsurugi. Doesn’t deny Christmas Eve engagement rumour.’ Oh."

"And you know what the worst part is?"

"What can be worse than discovering that your long-time crush is your long-lost soulmate and then finding out he’s been not only dating someone else but very likely will propose… tonight?"

"How about being at the same party at the same time. As a waitress."

Alya swore under her breath and put the magazine down. "Mayor Bourgeois’ Christmas Gala?"

Marinette nodded. "The article said they both confirmed they will be attending. I'll get a front-row seat to my soulmate's proposal to someone else. Lucky me."

"Then don’t go," she said, sitting down beside Marinette. "I’ll go in your place."

Marinette couldn’t let her do that. Nino was going to propose tonight, so Alya couldn’t be anywhere but with him. "You’re spending your first Christmas with Nino’s family. I’m not standing in the way of that."

"I can spend New Year Day with them."

"You’re going to the French Alps with your family that weekend. Don’t try to weasel out of it. Your mom has been planning that trip for months. Nora’s flying in specifically for it."

"I’m not trying to weasel out. I’m trying to help you, M."

"And I appreciate it, but I’m not making you go instead of me."

"What about your father?"

"The doctor said he shouldn’t be getting up for at least another week or his leg might not heal properly and he’ll end up with a prospect of a surgery which we’re trying to avoid."

"Then, I’m sure Rose or Juleka wouldn’t mind stepping in."

"No." Marinette sat up on her bed. "They have plans, and I’m not going to ruin them. I’ll just have to grow a pair and face him like the strong, independent woman I am. Or rather go help Maman and avoid him at all cost. He’s not even going to recognize me anyway. I didn’t. Not until I saw that photo."

"That’s true. I doubt he remembers much about you. You were babies when you met, so just stay away from him and keep your hands covered. That way even if you accidentally touch he won’t see it. A pair of gloves perhaps?"

"Mayor has uniforms for all the servers, even those coming in with the caterers, so no gloves for me. But as long as I do my job and pretend like I’m not in the same room with my soulmate who clearly didn't think me worthy enough to search for and instead decided to date this very famous, very influential, extremely rich girl from his own circle, I should be fine."

"I’m so sorry, M." Alya wrapped her arms around Marinette, bringing her into her chest for a cuddle. "Men are stupid. Some more than the others. Especially the rich and spoiled ones."

Marinette scoffed bitterly. "Don’t I know it. I got plenty of examples from being in the same class as Chloe Bourgeois for years." 

"Isn’t Adrien Chloe’s friend?"

"I think so. I was hoping Adrien wasn't like her. Clearly, that isn't the case."

"You'll get over him soon, and we'll find you a nice, handsome, smart man who will cherish and love you for who you are."

"Soulmates are so last century anyway, right?" Marinette swallowed back the knot in her throat. No matter how much she tried to convince herself, this hurt. "I’m sure he doesn’t even remember meeting me. We were five. Who would be holding on to a memory of a random girl in Milan? And even if he did remember me, he probably thinks I live there. I thought my soulmate lived in Milan until he decided to show off his stupid soulmate mark to the whole world. Who does that, anyway? Those are supposed to be one of the most intimate of details of one’s life. You don’t just show it to everyone, and certainly not to the whole world while announcing your engagement to someone else." 

Her eyes fell to her hand where, invisible to everyone but her, an image of a black cat lay, a mark Adrien Agreste left there more than a decade ago with his first kiss to her skin. Just like a mark of a ladybug appeared on his chest when her lips touched it upon his request. He said he wanted to keep her close to his heart, so it would be easier for him to find her.

What a load of BS.

"Have you ever thought that, perhaps, that could’ve been a message to you?" Alya asked. "He went through the trouble of painting over his soulmate mark for the photoshoot so others could see it. It has to mean something. No one is dumb enough to think that if Adrien Agreste releases topless photos while announcing something as big as a possible engagement, there would be at least one person in France, or even Europe for that matter, who wouldn't see it. He knew his soulmate would see it."

Marinette laughed. Bitterly. "Yeah, a great message. ‘Here is my soulmate mark, my dear soulmate. In all the years I knew you existed, I didn’t bother to find you. But I did make sure that this picture, in which I showcase to the whole world the mark you left me, came along with an article where I discuss how much I love my girlfriend you'll never compare to in status, money or looks. Not that I even care about your feelings, announcing that an engagement is in the near future for me and my darling childhood friend.’ Yeah. This is definitely a message, Alya. He says ‘Screw you, Marinette. I’m better off with Kagami Tsurugi, and I thought you should know that.’"

Alya wrapped her arms around her tighter. "First of all, only brainless idiots would take status and money over love. Second, you’re the prettiest, smartest, and the most successful woman I've ever known, and third, you're an amazing and wonderful person who's on her way to becoming one of the best designers in Paris, so don’t you bring yourself down because of a stupid man who doesn't realize what he lost."

"It's my fault anyway. That's what I get for letting that stupid, cute boy kiss my stupid hand at a stupid fashion show in stupid Milan."

"You were five, M. And he was a dashing gentleman, helping you find your grandmother in a strange city you got lost in. You couldn't have known he's your soulmate. No one could have."

"Right. And he won’t recognize me, so I’ll be fine. He won’t even look a waitress’ way. Nothing to worry about. I’m very much certain the only person he’ll be looking at will be his future bride-to-be, so I have absolutely nothing to be scared of. Not that I’m scared, because I’m not. I just don’t want to be humiliated. Not that I’m already humiliated, but at least no one knows about it. That'll be awful if anyone else finds out—"

Alya grabbed her face and turned to look at her. "Marinette, breathe. Calm down."

She took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. Alya was right. This was fine. She’d be fine. Everything would be just peachy.

"As long as he doesn’t touch your right hand, no one will know. I still insist I go instead of you. Nino will understand—" 

"No. I’ll go. I can do it."

"Yes, you can, and you’ll be fine, but if anything happens, you have my number. I’ll be there in five minutes. You got me?"

Marinette nodded, pulling Alya into a hug. She was an amazing friend, and Nino and she were going to be insanely happy together. One day perhaps, Marinette would meet someone too. Someone who, just like her, was betrayed by their soulmate. Or someone who had lost theirs. Someone who would be kind and gentle and, like her, would just want to be happy. 

Someone who was not Adrien Agreste. 

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Dance With Me Pt. 3

.Author: stephobrien25

Pairing: Dylan X Reader

Warning: SMUT

Word count: 2,282

A/N: Here’s part 3 of ‘Dance With Me’! I promised @fairylightsandfandoms​ I would tag her in the next one I posted, so here ya go sweetie. Currently working on part 4, which will most likely be the last one. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy it!

My heart stopped. I couldn’t believe it was him, I’d hoped to never see him again.

“Brad?”

He walked up to me and gave me a hug, and my body went stiff.“Uh, how’ve you been, Scar? It’s been a long time.”

“Yeah, I wonder who’s fault that is,” he winced. “But, I’m doing fine, how’s your whor - I mean your girl.”

Brad frowned at me, “You’re still not over that, are you?”

I scoffed, “Well, seeing your boyfriend of two years in bed with a close friend is bound to leave a mark, don’t you think? But, I’m getting by without you just fine.”

He grabbed my hand and I tried to tug away, but his grip tightened, “Scar, I’m sorry. I was in a really low moment in my life. After a year, I came to my senses and realized that I need you.”

“Brad, I don’t want to hear your petty ass excuses. Now let go of me.” I struggled in his grip, but he only gripped me harder and pulled me into his chest. Without a second thought, I slapped the sly smirk off his face and was satisfied with the red mark I left. 

“You bitch!” He grabbed me by the shoulders and who knows what he would’ve done, when suddenly I felt an angry Dylan come up behind me.

“I believe she said to let go,” Dylan said in a dangerous tone. Brad looked behind me and sized Dylan up, I think I saw a bit of fear in his eyes before finally letting me go. 

“Who the hell is this?”

Before I could say anything, Dylan put his arm around my waist and pulled me into him, “I’m her boyfriend.”

My eyes widened, but I stayed quiet. The thought of us being in a relationship, brought a smile to my face and I looked up at him with adoration in my eyes.

Brad scoffed, “You really expect me to believe that she bagged you?” Dylan’s grip around my waist tightened. “Please, I mean look at her. Do you really blame me for cheating on her?”

“I am looking at her and she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. And you’re a fool to have cheated on her and losing her, at least I will know how to actually cherish her.”

“Whatever man, I hope she’s a better lay than before.” Next thing I know, Brad is on the floor, groaning and holding onto his nose and Dylan is looming over him with this deadly look in his eyes. Before anything else could happen and we make even more of a scene, I quickly grab onto Dylan’s hand and we walk away. 

Once we were a safe distance, we sit down on a bench facing the ocean. “I’m so sorry about all that,” I whispered. 

He turned to face me, “Don’t be. That douche bag is lucky you pulled me away, cause I would’ve done a lot more damage. I still can’t believe he cheated on you, I mean is he blind?!”

I chuckled softly, “He always knew how to bring me down and point out all my flaws. I was just too stupid to  have stayed for so long, until I walked in on him and a friend of mine. That was the last straw. But even with us not being in a relationship anymore, I can still hear his voice in my head telling me I’m not good enough,” a stray tear fell down my cheek at the memories.

I felt his finger brush it away, “Look at me.”

Reluctantly, I turned to face him, “Don’t you ever let him get to you. I meant what I said back there, you really are the most beautiful woman I’ve seen. You have an amazing smile and I like to make you laugh, I like hanging out with you and dancing with you, you look gorgeous with my Mets hat,” I laughed and he smiled softly at me as he stroked my cheek. 

“I’m pretty sure when I get to know you even more, there will be more to add onto that list, but right now I feel as if I’ve known you forever. Meeting you last night has been the highlight of this whole trip. So, the next time you hear his voice in your head pointing out all your ‘flaws’, I want you to hear my voice telling you how beautiful you really are.” He looked me in the eyes, before slowly kissing me on the lips.

Dylan pulled away and smirked, “Did I tell you, I think you look really beautiful when you cry?” 

“Oh my god, did you just use a Stilinski line on me, O’Brien?”

He flashed me a toothy smile, “It got you to laugh, didn’t it?” I rolled my eyes and gave him a peck on the lips. Pulling away he pouted making me giggle, “Hey what if we moved our date to tonight?” 

“Tonight? But what about tomorrow?”

“We can do something else tomorrow, but I want to take you out tonight. Unless, you already have plans.”

I smiled, “No, I have no plans tonight.”

I almost didn’t recognize myself when I was standing in front of the mirror. For tonight, I decided to wear one of the few dresses that I own, a dark wine colored dress that came around mid thigh and hugged all my curves. My hair was tamed down, since I ironed it and my makeup was kept to a minimum. Tonight I didn’t hear Brad’s voice in my head, but Dylan’s telling me how beautiful I am.

“Scar, Dylan is here,” Jess yelled from downstairs. 

I quickly put on my shoes and purse and left my room without a backwards glance. Walking down the stairs, I could hear the girls talking to Dylan about his movies and his career. At first glance, my mouth watered at the sight of him, he was wearing some nice fitting jeans and a white dress shirt with two buttons undone. 

When I reached the last step he was the first one to notice me and his mouth dropped making me grin. “Wow, Scar you look - uh you look,” Dylan stumbled with his words.

“Hot!” Renee helped him out, winking at me in the process. 

He nodded and gulped, “What she said.”

I chuckled and grabbed his hand, “Let’s go Dyl.” Saying goodbye to the girls, we made our way to the door and walked towards the elevator. 

Once inside, Dylan abruptly pushed me up against the wall and kissed me with so much vigor, I thought my lips might fall off. His hand traveled from my arm down to my bare thigh and pulled it up and around his waist, “Where have you been hiding these legs from me,” he husked into my ear while rubbing his hand higher up my leg, making me whimper. “I can’t help but imagine having them wrapped around me.” I groaned as he gripped my ass in his big hands pulling closer to him rubbing against his already prominent bulge. I gripped onto his hair as my head fell against the wall. Suddenly, he let go of my leg and stood next to me, leaving me a heaving mess and wanting him more than ever. The door opened and I glared at his smirk, as he reached for my hand. 

Walking to his rental car, he opened the passenger door for me, “What a gentleman,” I teased as I got in.

“I aim to please,” the look he gave me made my mouth go dry. There’s no doubt in my mind that he knows how to please. I thought about what happened not even five minutes ago in the elevator and a naughty idea came to mind. As Dylan got in the car, he saw the look in my face, “What?”

“Oh, nothing. Just excited,” I grinned at him and faced forward.

While he started to drive, I casually put my hand on his thigh and out of the corner of my eye saw him glance my way. “Eyes on the road, O’Brien.”

Very slowly I begin to rub my thumb in small circles, trying to keep a straight face as he looks my way again. He just shrugged and faced forward, with a small smile on his face. 

Boldly, I began to stroke my hand up and down is thigh. “What are you doing, Scar?”

“Oh, I’m just aiming to please,” I smirked at him as my hand traveled to his still hard member.

“Oh, my god. Scar, you’re going to make me cause an accident,” Dylan groaned as I gripped him tighter.

“You’re just going to have to focus, Dylan,” I grinned as he glared my way. 

Out of nowhere, Dylan made a U-turn causing multiple cars to beep at us. “Where are you going?”

“To my hotel,” he rasped.

“But what about our date?”

He looked at me and smiled, “Don’t worry baby, we’ll still go on a date tonight. Maybe.”

“Maybe?” I quirked an eyebrow at him.

He lifted my hand to his lips and softly kissed it, “Yeah, cause with the things I plan on doing to you, we might not manage to leave my room anytime soon.”

After what seemed like a long drive to his hotel, a torturous trip up the elevator which involved heavy groping, we were finally in his room. Not even a second had gone by, when suddenly I was against the door and my hands above my head. Dylan’s lips were on mine hungrily and I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me. “You have no idea how you manage to drive me crazy,” Dylan whispered in my ear as he lightly nipped my earlobe. I thrust my hips forward and I was greeted with the big swell of his dick. 

“Mmmm, I think I may have an idea.” 

He groaned as he lifted me into his arms and swiftly walked us to his bed and sat down on the edge while I straddled his lap. From this position I could feel his cock practically throbbing from inside his jeans. Looking into his eyes, I brought my hands to his hair and pulled his head slightly back and began to kiss my way down his neck until my lips reached his adam's apple, sucking on it harshly. He growls deeply, and grips my ass harder causing me to thrust onto his cock and we both moan at the contact. I feel his hands travel up towards the zipper and he begins to pull down, while I swiftly undo his shirt buttons and take off his shirt. 

Dylan abruptly stops and looks at me, “No bra?”

I don’t have time to respond when his lips are attached to my nipple making me gasp and grip tightly onto his bare shoulders. As to not leave my other breast unattended he grips it in his hand and begins to lightly pinch my nipple. After a few seconds he switches and alternates between the two causing me to be a wriggling mess above him, “Dylan,” I moan aloud when lightly bites on the side of my breast.

With a playful growl he flips us over onto my back, making me squeal with laughter as he looms over me. My nails travel down his chest to his abs, making him shiver at my touch. I quickly unbuckle his jeans and pull them down along with his boxers. My hand grips onto his hard cock and the sight of him moaning above me, makes me wetter than I already am. His hands grip my dress and pulls it all the way off, “No panties either?”

“I didn’t want panty lines - Oh my god, Dylan!” His fingers enter my hot core and I could practically hear how wet I was.

“Oh, baby. You’re so fucking wet and tight.”

“Dylan, I can’t wait anymore. Please, I need you now,” I whimpered as he took his fingers out my pussy and brought them to his mouth. I nearly came as he moaned around his fingers. 

“You taste so fucking good, I need to taste more of you.”

“No, Dylan. Please, I need you inside me. Please I can’t take it anymore.”

“Tell me what you want baby.”

I pulled on his head so his lips are hovering over mine, “I want your big hard cock inside of me, O’Brien.”

He began to tease me by pushing only the tip inside, making me arch my back and groan, “You want this baby? Well you got it,” he shoved the rest of his cock inside me and I came right then and there.

“Fuck! You’re so tight,” he slowly began to thrust into me. “I’m not going to last long, baby, I’ve wanted this since last night.”

Dylan was panting above me holding back, moving my head into the crook of his neck I whispered, “It’s okay, I’ve wanted this too. Now let go, baby.” That was all he needed to hear as he began to thrust harder into me. My legs went around his waist, pulling him even deeper making us moan in unison. My lips began to kiss his neck and his thrusts became sloppier.

“Oh, god, Scar, I’m about to cum baby.”

“Me too, you’re going to make me cum again.” His hand went in between us and he began to rub on my clit. I bit onto his shoulder to not scream aloud as I came again and that set him off, moaning my name into the night