#s​he had to fight tooth and nail w him just to get him to admit he was wounded and this mf just caves the second kuni walks in

[carbonateds-oda]

dazai gets treated by yosano and keeps a straight face the whole way through, not flinching or complaining one bit but the second kunikida walks in he turns into such a pitiful mess and is all like “kuniii everything huuurts 😣” and lets him fret over him while yosano is just like standing there like 😐

[amajikilvr]

ugh i love your fluffy alphabet on tamaki 🥺 so if it's okay, can you do one for bakugou, too?

headcanon corner - katsuki bakugou sfw alphabet

word count 1.8k

reader type gender-neutral

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

In the beginning, Katsuki’s affection will come out quite stubbornly and will be harder to see at times. Later on, it’s obvious how much he cares for you. His heart is full of love despite his aggressive attitude. He’s not afraid to show PDA, no matter who’s watching, and you’re often the recipient of his rare compliments. Katsuki is always ready to say “I love you”.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

That’s a tricky one. Befriending people isn’t exactly on Katuski’s radar, but he’d prefer someone who could “keep up with him” if so to speak. Reliable helps too. This friendship might start with him genuinely, although reluctantly, praising your quirk or skills.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

“This is fuckin’ stupid,” He’ll mumble as he wraps his strong arms around you, but he’s loving every minute of it. Katsuki’s down to snuggle in front of everyone, but if you’re the one initiating, he’ll be a tad bit embarrassed and no one dares point it out. When you two are completely alone you’ll get to see his softer side and you might even be the big spoon for once.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He’ll want to settle down in a sense that he needs to be sure that they’re his and he’s theirs. The method of doing so will depend on what’s best for both of you, but moving in together is probably in the cards. Katsuki makes a fantastic roommate because, among his many talents, cooking is one of them. He’s also a bit of a clean fanatic and you might wake up to him vacuuming or doing the dishes at 7 AM or something.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Firstly, he would fight tooth-and-nail against whatever was threatening the relationship because he’s not letting you go easily. If it absolutely came down to ending things, Katsuki would make it straight to the point and as quick as possible. He wouldn’t be able to remain ‘just friends’ with you and would never truly move on in his heart.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)

Katsuki is beyond committed and he firmly believes there are several ways to show it besides putting a ring on it. If you two were to eventually get married it would be later on so your careers could be focused on. He just wants you both to succeed and achieve your dreams more than anything, but if the marriage was something you really wanted, he might consider tying the knot earlier than previously planned.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Although I think Katsuki is actually a sensitive person, he can definitely be on the rough side of things. He can read and interpret others’ emotions, but relating to them can be a challenge. I don’t believe he’d ever act maliciously towards you or anyone else he cares for. He’s got a soft touch and even the occasional kind words during the most surprising times.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Katsuki’s a bigger fan of kisses, but he does love hugs! He’s always, well, touching you. Huge bear hugs. Squeezy. Warm. The type to literally lift you off of your feet. He’ll leave little tickling kisses on your neck and shoulders while whispering words against your skin.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He’ll say the words in every possible way… besides actually saying the words. It’s like a mental block of Katsuki’s because he’s admittedly scared of proclaiming his love in such a straight-forward way. Once he gets over that first hump, it’s no problem for him. He won’t be throwing the words around like candy, but he’ll always say what’s on his mind.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Katsuki is emotional and jealousy is a familiar feeling for him. Being a bit of a hothead definitely doesn’t help either. This jealousy stems from his insecurities and can be overbearing. At the beginning of the relationship, it will probably be the cause of some arguments between you two. Later on, jealous Katsuki will just include him being extra pissy and extra cuddly.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Passionate. Always. If he’s kissing you, he’s going all the way. Even during your first kiss, he gave it his all. Sure, it was an awkward mess of spit and teeth, but he was eager and didn’t hesitate! Katsuki’s skills have improved by now and he never fails to showcase them. It doesn’t matter where, if he’s kissing you, then he’s happy. It depends on your preferences. And as for him… his neck is especially sensitive and he’ll never admit it.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Well, after the remedial lessons episode, we know he’s not very good. At all. Despite that, I can imagine him still wanting kids eventually. An “I can’t stand any kid except my own” type.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Katsuki is your typical morning person. He’s up at the same time every day and it amazes you. Well, unless you’re a morning person yourself, that is. If you’re a heavy sleeper then waking you up on time will be his new personal mission. He’ll probably make you a nice breakfast and get as many kisses as he can in before work.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Haha! This guy goes to bed at like 9-pm. He’s got a strict schedule and if you somehow manage to get him to stay up later to watch a movie with you or something, he’s gonna fall asleep on your lap and it’s adorable. It’s the perfect opportunity to play with his soft hair without having to hear him grumble about it the entire time.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It’s going to take a while to break through his outer shell, but he’s not exactly secretive about his feelings and his past. Katsuki trusts you enough to be open with his mistakes and he won’t hide anything if you just ask.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

I think this one is a bit self-explanatory, but it’s not very often that he gets angry at you.He’s getting better at controlling his anger and you tend to bring out his gentler side too.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing or do they kind of forget everything?)

In the moment, it may seem like simply he brushes it off or doesn’t really acknowledge it, but that’s actually not the case. Katsuki always remembers and takes everything into consideration. The number of little things he keeps notes of might surprise.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

One Saturday afternoon, Katsuki decided he was going to try out a new chocolate cake recipe and you decided you’d try your hand at baking for once! He was absolutely willing to teach you and it was going well… until you somehow managed to drop an egg yolk right on Katsuki’s sock covered foot. His favorite pair of socks at that. The kitchen was quiet until he swifty flicked flour at your forehead and it was game-on from there. The next thirty minutes were filled with lots of flour and kisses.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Katsuki couldn’t be more protective of you and he’s more than willing to use his quirk if needed. He’s prepared to fight for you in the blink of an eye, no question about it. His job as a pro-hero means so much when you’re someone he has to protect, but he also knows it’s a mutual feeling. He completely believes in your own physical abilities to keep him safe and your reassuring words make him truly feel like the greatest.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’s certainly not lazy when it comes to your relationship, but at the same time, Katsuki finds things like fancy dates and lavish gifts kinda pointless. He couldn’t care less about eating at an expensive restaurant, all that matters is that he’s with you. That’s not to say that he won’t give you nice things because he will be spoiling you, especially on anniversaries and holidays.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

His inferiority complex has always been his biggest enemy. There are times when he just can’t shut off his competitive side and it can turn things ugly when he lets his insecurities get the best of him. His temper is also something he’s struggled with and is still learning how to manage.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Katsuki really doesn’t care about that kind of thing. Of course, it does fuel his ego and boost his confidence when you compliment his looks. He considers himself to be an attractive person, but nothing too special. (You think differently)

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He likes to believe otherwise, but yeah, he really would. He couldn’t imagine a day without you. It’s just a scary thing for Katsuki to accept that he relies on someone other than himself for once.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He’ll never admit it, but spiders really freak him out. Let’s just say he won’t argue if you offer to take one outside.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone who gives up easily would just kinda irritate him. Katsuki knows people struggle, hell, he’s definitely one of them, but seeing someone simply not try and throw in the towel when things don’t go their way is something that would get on his nerves.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He’s somehow got a cute snore. Yup. It’s not even really a snore, more like some kind of soft breathing noise, but it’s noticeable and something you’ve grown to love. It’s also difficult for Katsuki to fall asleep in places other than his own bed.

[long-cosmos-overhead]

Jack Sparrow Fluff Alphabet

A = Attractive. What do they find attractive about the other?

Honestly he loves your body. It’s Jack Sparrow. Sure he loves all of you but if he had to choose it would be your body. He loves feeling you up and pulling you close to him.

You love his eyes. The deep brown colour especially in the sunlight. You couldn’t help but get flustered when he looks at you his eyes show everything.

B = Baby. Do they want a family? Why/Why not?

Probably not he’s very happy sailing the seas and going on adventures with you at his side. A baby would be a lot of work especially since he’s a wanted man not only with the navy but other pirates. He couldn’t settle down and be content his love for adventure, danger and rum was too strong.

C = Cuddle. How do they cuddle?

Jack prefers if you invoke the cuddle but has no objections to doing so himself. He’ll cuddle you anywhere really in front of his crew, at the wheel, in his cabin. He’s great at cuddling his embrace is so warm and safe it makes you forget all your problems. Barbossa has been victim to the ‘I’m busy’ line many times so he could cuddle you more.

D = Dates. What are dates with them like?

They’re thrilling. It’s often just you and him on an adventure fighting the navy or finding treasure always full of action and keeps you on your toes in the company of your favourite pirate.

E = Everything. You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

“You are my sea.” Is the most heartwarming thing you’d ever heard him say. Any man knows how much Jack loves the sea on more than one occasion he’d told you how beautiful and calm yet dangerous and feisty it was. It meant a lot to be valued so much.

F = Feelings. When did they know they were falling in love?

When you were fighting. Jack watched from a distance as you clashed swords with your opponent. You were stunning and brave yet dangerous and feisty. It also showed how loyal you were to him no matter how hard some stuff he caused got you always fought tooth and nail beside him. It was in that very moment he knew he’d fallen in love with you.

G = Gentle. Are they gentle? If so, how?

Jack is surprisingly very gentle with you. He can be rough but normally he was gentle one of the last things in the world Jack wanted to do was hurt you. He could be rough such as kisses or intimacy but he also enjoyed savouring you gently wrapping his arms across you. He’s somewhat in the middle leaning more to rough.

H = Holding Hands. How do they like to hold hands?

He doesn’t usually do it. He loves PDA but it’s not right up there. Usually you hold hands if he sees you need to be reassured or you’re both in danger he’ll lace his fingers in yours as a sort of soother.

I = Impression. First impression/s?

He though you were stunning and you could hold yourself pretty well in a fight. Honestly he was a little intimidated by you but wanted you in his crew.

J = Jealousy. Do they get jealous?

He gets jealous a lot. Jack truely does want you to himself even if he knows the person and can tell there’s no attraction between you he’ll still step in kissing you hard or making a scene by yelling or falling so you’ll give him attention.

K = Kiss. How do they kiss?

Very dominant and rough. He loved having you at his mercy and showing you who’s in control. He likes to pin you to the nearest surface taking full control often teasing you but overall he’s a great kisser. His kisses are always fiery with lots of action.

L = Love. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

You. Jack was afraid as to what it meant he didn’t want to tie himself down to anything or mess up. He had a hard time conveying emotion verbally preferring to speak with his actions and sometimes even that was hard. He couldn’t hide the smile on his face when you said it though.

M = Memory. What’s their favorite memory together?

Teaching you how to fight. You both got out your swords and practiced long into the night having the time of your lives. Jack couldn’t deny how proud he was of you not to mention how attractive you looked. Nearing the end of the night Jack disarmed you placing a hand on your waist and quickly covering your mouth with his making you melt in his embrace.

N = Nickel. Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?

All the time. Everything he gives you is stolen or bribed from someone but it’s all expensive and high quality. It’s rather endearing when Jack walks up to you whispering words into your ear to pull a laugh from you while discretely tying a necklace round your neck.

O = Orange(What color reminds them of their other half?)

Red mixed with orange just like the sunset reminding him of all the times he let you sail the pearl in the late evening where he wrapped his arms around you from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.

P = Pet names. What pet names do they use?

Always Love, mostly it’s instinctive but he seems to like referring to you with it than anyone else.

Q = Quaint. What is their favorite non-modern thing?

He’s a pirate nothings modern but if he had to pick it would be star gazing he knows a lot about it since he’s always tracking maps and going to new places.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on rainy days?)

He likes map reading in his cabin listening to the rain hit the deck while he stays warm with you at his side in bed charting a new route to take the pearl or just showing you some old routes he took and telling you the stories that go with it.

S = Sad. How do they cheer themselves/others up?

If he’s unable to find treasure or locate a new place after he’s tried so many times he’ll lie in his cabin and stare at the ceiling.

If you’re upset he whispers a soft ‘c’mere’ and wraps you in his arms propping himself up again a wall letting you do what you need to do.

T = Talking. What do they like to talk about?

He likes to talk about his adventures sitting down for hours telling you stuff he knows maybe exaggerating the truth of what really happened to impress you but you know he’s the strongest pirate to sail the seas.

U = Unencumbered. What helps them relax?

Playing with his hair. He loves it when you play with his hair when you fiddle with the beads or braid it. He could fall asleep with you playing with his hair. He would never ever admit it though only subtly hinting for you to do it.

V = Vaunt. What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

His skills. Jack can get out of any situation wether it be life threatening or not. He also likes to show off his sword fighting skills making sure you’re watching so he can impress you.

W = Wedding. When, how, where do they propose?

It was a joint decision that you wouldn’t marry since Jack didn’t believe in marriage and he was afraid of what that would mean but if you really wanted to get married he knew you were the one for him.

X = Xylophone. What’s their song?

It’s my life -Bon Jovi

Y = You. You are the ___ to my ___ (e.g. the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

“You are the sea to my ship.” It made you literally melt. It was one of the rare moments where Jack would say how much you mean to him. It was adorable.

Z = Zebra. If they wanted a pet, what would they get?

Anything but a monkey or a snake. He’d probably want a dog and call it pearl after the ship.

[ask-shaofisha]

Confessions

Summary: With the liberation of Ala Mhigo, Shaohao heads to Limsa Lominsa for a much needed break in the form of a get together with Lyse, Alisaie, and Y'shtola. (Starts right at the ending of the "A Calm After the Storm" short story)

Note: Doing dialogue a bit different for this one

Y'shtola, Lyse, and Alisaie would turn to see their friend, comrade, and resident Warrior of Light Shaohao had finally shown up, but the man honestly looked so exhausted it was like he had gone and fought bahamut again. On his own!

Shaohao: "Sorry I'm late!..."

Shaohao would slump into the open chair next to Y'shtola, an exhausted groan escaping his lips

Y'shtola: "'Twould seem our gathering is finally complete"

Lyse: "Seven hells Shaohao, what happened to you?"

Shaohao: "My older brother. He wanted me as a sparring partner before I had to leave but being the fight obsessed man he is wouldn't let me go. I had to ask Ta'mia to take my place in exchange for a favor.

Lyse: "Ok I'll be honest. Your older brother scares me"

Shaohao: "Don't worry he's just showing his own way that he missed me and Mia; fighting tooth and nail. Some things never change I guess. So, shall we order more of everything? I'm bloody starving!"

At least his appetite seemed to perked up his mood, especially given Alisaie did say the food here was nice. Alisaie would then get the attention of one of the waiters and make that order while Shaohao would have some of the tea for now

Shaohao: "So, what I miss?"

Alisaie: "Apparently a whole discussion about our relationships with others. Which begs the question… is there anyone you have feelings for Shaohao?"

That question had Shaohao nearly choking on his tea!

Shaohao: "W-well… u-uhm… W-why are you suddenly asking me this?!"

Alisaie would shrug

Alisaie: "Call it curiosity. And given your reaction to the question I can very much assume you do"

Lyse: "Well count me curious too then. Come on Shao, at least give us a bit of details"

Shaohao was honestly sweating bullets now. This wasn't exactly an easy thing to answer given said person the miqo'te had his heart for was to his right. Y'shtola. This was made apparent to Shaohao the day he had found that Y'shtola and Lyse weren't among the Scions killed or kidnapped by the XIVth legion and a great amount of relief seemed to wash over Shaohao especially along with all the adventures the two have had before as well; from Shaohao's first day returning to Limsa, finding out how to defeat Titan, and some other adventures between the two sun seekers. For now however he would have to give at least minimum answers to get Lyse and Alisaie off his back.

Shaohao: "W-well… I… do have some feelings for a woman. She's smart, like bloody brilliant. She's probably the strongest person I know who can use magic like she does. Her beauty, seven hells don't get me started as sappy as I could make it sound. And the best of all, she's a good person. Bloody good. If it weren't for her I honestly wouldn't have taken up the adventuring stuff and never met the Scions if I'm being honest"

Shaohao seemed lost on thought even with his face being redder than the Maelstrom colors. Luckily he saw the waiter coming with their food. Time to change the subject

"A-anyway enough about me bleeding my heart out! We have incoming food!"

Alisaie and Lyse would seem to stop focusing on Shaohao much to his relief. However has he began to enjoy the food he did not notice that Y'shtola was seeming to look at him from the corner of her eye

…..

It was beginning to get late and the four comrades would begin to make their way to the aetherite plaza when Shaohao would suddenly stop in his tracks

Shaohao: "Aw shite!"

Alisaie: "What is it Shaohao?"

Shaohao: "I forgot I need to get Ta'mia some pearl chocolates for that favor I owe her! Need to go get the ingredients from the markets..."

Shaohao was about to get going until…

Y'shtola: "Mind if I accompany you Shaohao? I require to get some things myself"

Shaohao would be caught in the middle of his tracks again

Shaohao: "Oh u-uh, sure"

This was a surprise but Shaohao wasn't exactly going to say no to Y'shtola. The two would begin to make their way to Limsa's markets as Lyse and Alisaie would continue on their way home. As the two made their way to the markets Y'shtola seemed to stop Shaohao

Y'shtola: "Shaohao? May I ask something of you?"

Shaohao: "Of course Shtola, ask away"

Y'shtola: "The woman you were talking about earlier, it was me wasn't it?"

Shaohao would then begin to stiffen. He had been found out it would seem so he began to do what was basically his defense mechanism for if this was ever to happen. Studder.

Shaohao: "W-well… u-uhm… I-I mean…"

The stare Y'shtola was giving him to actually tell the truth was honestly getting at his soul. Shaohao would then collect himself and answer her

Shaohao: "Y… yes. I do, very much so"

Shaohao would then seem to blush as if he had a fever and scratch the back of his head as his ears drooped low as he looked away from Y'shtola, the defining picture of embarrassment

Shaohao: "What uh… W-what gave it away?"

Y'shtola: "A small guess really though I also remember you wanted to talk to me about something the last time we were in Ul'dah"

Shaohao: "Yea, that confession pretty much got… interrupted"

Shaohao would continue to look away for a bit. This couldn't get any worse...

Y'shtola: "Mayhaps I could tell you something Shaohao?"

Shaohao would then look her way again. She at least has his attention

Y'shtola: "As Alisaie said back at our get together we had somehow came to a discussion as to each other's feelings for another. Lyse had focused the subject to me only to not get an answer. However the subject did make me remember something. While you and the others were gone to journey to Doma my sister came to visit me to see how well I faired from my disastrous encounter with Zenos. She would give me quite the stern lecture about my disregard for my own well being until I plead weariness. Yet before she left she spoke to me these words. "Is it not past time you found someone? Strong you may be, but how much stronger might you prove with another at your side?" I did not expect those words to make their way into my thoughts as I began to rest, but they did. And every time I oddly found myself coming back to the thought of one man"

Y'shtola would then seem to look right into Shaohao's eyes

"I thought of a man who was strong as he was kind, his intelligence something… interesting yet there was no denying he knows how to improvise and plan accordingly, his heart out there for all he cared for and for those who needed it. I thought of you, Shaohao"

It took about a solid 10 seconds for him to process that and respond appropriately

Shaohao: "W-wait you're saying you like me?!"

Y'shtola: "That is what I said, did I not? Twould seem our feelings are mutual to each other"

Shaohao had to admit he wasn't expecting to confess Y'shtola in this manner of way but for her to actually like him back was all he could have ever asked for

Shaohao: "S-so, what now?"

Y'shtola: "I assume we still have to go get the ingredients to make the chocolate for your sister, correct? Although if you are asking about the two of us twould be simple Shaohao. I would say the both of us should be partners"

Shaohao: "W-well you'll hear no objections from me!"

Although Y'shtola couldn't exactly see it she could very much tell Shaohao was giving off a smile that was beaming with happiness which, in turn, honestly made her happy. The two would continue on to do what they came to do and then return to the Rising Stones

Shaohao definitely had some good news to tell Tataru the next time they had tea

[l-egionaire]

Fire and Ice, Chapter 2

Also found here: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13006251/2/Ice-and-Fire

In Arendelle, Queen Elsa was attending to her usual duties as queen, which meant going through the massive pile of letters, documents, and matters of state that found themselves to her desk.

"Okay, let's see." She muttered, opening yet another envelope. "Dear Queen Elsa, our king humbly invites you to our kingdom so that you may discuss-." She groaned. "A proposal of marriage. He feels you may be interested in securing the future of your kingdom after the announcement of your sister's engagement." With each word she read, frost began to form on the letter until it was completely frozen solid. She dropped it to the floor where it joined a pile of similarly iced over pieces of parchments.

Elsa rubbed her temples. Ever since the other kingdoms had become marginally used to her powers, she'd been receiving marriage proposal from what seemed like every eligible king, prince, and noble that existed. And once Anna and Kristoff's engagement had been announced, the number of proposals had doubled. Apparently, most of her allies were convinced that, since she was allowing her sister to marry a lowly ice harvester, she would want to marry to make sure the kingdoms throne was kept in respectable hands.

Elsa grit her teeth. It was bad enough she had to hear that sort of chatter from her council, who had fought her tooth and nail on their courtship. She wouldn't hear that kind of talk from her allies. Anna's happiness was worth more to her than royal propriety. If she wanted to marry a goat herder, she would make it happen.

Trying to ignore these harsh thoughts, she pulled out another letter, but as her eyes scanned the page, her mood grew much worse.

"More shortages." She muttered worriedly.

Ever since cutting off the Duke of Weselton at her coronation, Arendelle's trade had taken a major hit. Not only had they lost one of their biggest partners, but the Duke had found a way to avoid trouble by claiming to be the victim of the situation. From what she'd heard, he'd even written a book, The Snow Queen, detailing his encounter with "the ice queen with a frozen heart". The story had spread like wild fire and while some hadn't believed his words, many were fearful to trade with Arendelle and unfortunately Weselton and Arendelle shared many allies. Her kingdom had begun to lose a number of goods that they had long gotten from other kingdoms and it was starting to worry people.

She sighed. She'd been queen for nearly five months now. She'd been working hard to reconnect with her sister and make up for the damage to her kingdom, but it still felt like she was letting people down. Frustrated, she tossed the letter to the wrong side, where it hit the mountain of unread papers and caused the pile to fall to the ground.

"Ugh!"

She bent down and began to pick up letters, reports, and notes when she noticed a peculiar looking enveloped. It was a bit weathered, the outside appearing slightly battered.

She picked the envelope up and turned it over to find that it was sealed by an unfamiliar royal seal, the image of a splayed out hand. Curious, she opened it and began to read the letter inside, her brow furrowing as she got closer to the bottom of the page. Once she had finished, she went over to the bookshelf on the side of her desk and examined the spines of each book until she finally discovered the one she was looking for. A thick brown tome.

She layed it out on her desk, revealing the yellowed pages of different maps. She flipped through a few and found the page bearing an image of her country. She pressed her finger against the dot labeled Arendelle, and traced her finger across the page, going downward and farther right, until it landed on the dot labeled Arbia.

Elsa griped her chin as she began to think…..

Around mid-day, Elsa paced in the palace courtyard trying to to think of how to talk with her family about the contents of the letter. She was pulled out of her concerned thoughts once she saw her sister, Kristoff, and Olaf entering the gates, Anna guffawing at something Kristoff had just told her.

"Oh, Elsa! You'll never believe what Kristoff just-." Anna noticed the worried expression on her sisters face. "What's the matter?"

Elsa let out a small breath. "We need to talk."

Anna put up her hands. "Okay, I did it!"

Elsa frowned. "What?"

"I saw the pig going through the market and I figured we couldn't just have a pig running around, so I thought, "If I just caught it-."

"This isn't about that." Elsa said, slightly confused.

"It's not?" Anna asked.

"No."

"Oh." Anna stood there awkwardly before quickly saying. "Then what do you need to talk about?"

Elsa motioned towards herself. "Come with me."

Dear Queen Elsa

My kingdom has been besieged by an unknown creature that wields the power of fire. We have no knowledge of where this monster comes from, or why it is attacking our people, but all attempts to subdue it have led to the injury of my soldiers. That is why I write to you now and ask you for your assistance in dealing with this threat. I have heard tell of your abilities and believe that you may be able to rid our kingdom of this creature. Our countries have been allies by word only and hopefully this will allow us to work together and reaffirm our nations bonds.

Sincerely, his majesty, King Faraj.

Once she had finished reading, Elsa looked up at the others, who were now looking worriedly at her.

"So, this king, from a country you've never heard of before now, is asking you come to his country and fight some kind of-of, fire monster?" Kristoff asked skeptically.

Elsa nodded as she set the letter on her desk. "Apparently his kingdom is a lot like ours used to be. Isolated from the rest of the world. It's a desert kingdom in the Far East. They don't usually receive visitors, so few people have ever heard of them."

"Then how did this king hear about you?" Kristoff asked.

"Even an isolated kingdom needs to send representatives. His countries ambassador was present at the coronation. They most likely informed him of my…abilities."

That seemed to sate Kristoff's questions for the moment. Then Anna spoke up.

"So….are you gonna go?"

Elsa glanced at her sister with slight trepidation. "I don't know."

"Well, I think you should go!" Olaf chimed in. "If these people need your help, then you should go and help them."

"Uh, you did hear the part about the fire monster, right Olaf? Last time I checked, fire melts ice." Kristoff pointed out.

"Pffft, fire monster, schmire monster. Elsa can take on anything these people are dealing with." Anna retorted confidently.

"But she's never actually used her powers to fight." Kristoff pointed out. "And who knows what this thing might be capable of. I'm just saying, it might not be a bad idea to be a bit worried about what might happen!

"Kristoff, Elsa has frozen an entire country!"

"Yeah, so just imagine what this thing could do!"

"She can handle herself!"

"Just because you don't want to admit your sister could lose-!"

"Ahem"

Anna and Kristoff stopped their squabbling and looked over to Elsa who was watching them with bemusement.

"While I find your concern touching, I have to point out that it's my decision."

Anna and Kristof looked at each other sheepishly. Then Kristoff asked. "So, what are you going to do?"

Elsa looked down thoughtfully at the letter now lying on her desk, the tips of her fingers gently moving down the page.

"Arendelle needs supplies." Elsa said, seemingly to the air. "Arbia may not be a fabulously wealthy nation, but they have goods. Spices, silk, precious gems. All things that could help our country."

"And the fire monster?" Kristoff enquired.

"I'll just have to hope my ice is stronger." Elsa surmised.

"Yeah! That's the spirit! So, when do we leave?" Anna asked excitedly.

"You two aren't going Anna." Elsa said sternly.

Anna's face fell. "W-what? Why not?"

"This journey will take a great deal of time. While I'm gone someone needs to watch over Arendelle." Elsa explained

"B-but you need us! What if this fire monster is too much to for you?" Anna asked quickly.

"Just two seconds ago you seemed sure I could deal with it on my own." Elsa pointed out.

"Well yeah, but I meant "with us" on your own not "on your own" on your own!" Anna was beginning to look frightened.

"The people need to know the royal family of Arendelle is still watching over them and if something does happen to me-."

"Don't say that!" Anna blurted out, before she began anxiously wringing her hands and pacing.

"I'm sorry. I just –I really don't want to think about-I mean if something really did-I-I." She seemed to struggle to find the right words before simply giving a concerned glance to her sister.

Elsa immediately understood and went over to reassuringly embrace her sister.

"Nothing bad is going to happen." Elsa whispered.

"I just got you back." Anna said tearfully, tightening her grip on Elsa. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you."

"I know." Elsa assured her. "But that's exactly why I want you to stay here. The last thing I'd want is for you to be caught in the middle of the crossfire between me and this monster. Besides, you're engaged. You should be here with your husband."

Anna lifted her head slightly to look her sister in the eye. "But what if you need me?"

Elsa grinned bemusedly. "I suppose I'll just do the opposite of whatever I planned to." Seeing that her sister was still concerned, Elsa lightly squeezed her hands and said. "I'll be okay Anna."

Anna still seemed upset, but looking at her sister she seemed to realize that there was nothing she could say to change her mind. She sighed and asked. "When do you leave?"

"I should set out tomorrow. I know it's sudden, but it's a long journey and the sooner I get there, the sooner I can come back." Elsa said, noticing her sister distress at the news.

"Oh,oh,oh! Can I come?" Olaf asked excitedly. "An entire kingdom made of dessert sounds amazing!"

"Olaf, it's a desert kingdom." Kristoff explained, his hand pressed to his face in exasperation. "Sand, hot temperatures, no ice for miles."

"Oh." Olaf seemed to think about that before saying. "That sounds great! White Sands! Hot temperatures! I'll be the coolest thing for miles! I'm in!"

"Olaf, I don't think that-." Elsa began.

"No, no, no, take him!" Anna interrupted.

"Why?"

"If me and Kristoff can't go, than at least one person is with you. Besides, he could come in handy. He said my life. Maybe he'll save yours." Anna said.

Elsa sighed. "Okay"

"Yay! I'm gonna go pack my stuff!" Olaf ran out the door, shutting the door behind him. Then, the door opened again and Olaf poked his head back in. "I just realized I don't have any stuff. So, I'll just count the seconds until tomorrow!" Olaf left back out but his voice drifted back to the room. "1…2…3…whatever comes after 3…."

They all stared at the door with obvious doubt on their faces.

"I'm sure he'll come in handy." Kristoff snarked.

The next day, Anna and Kristoff saw Elsa and Olaf off on the royal sailing sailing ship. Anna bent down and gave Olaf a nice bear hug.

"Make sure you watch after Elsa, okay Olaf?" Anna said.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure to keep an eye on her." Olaf reassured her. He then twaddle up the gangplank and onto the deck of the ship.

Anna then turned to Elsa and engulfed her in a hug too. "Promise you'll come back." Anna whispered.

Elsa stiffened in her arms. "Anna, you know that I can't guarantee-."

Anna tightened her hold on her. "Promise me."

Elsa was silent for a moment before saying. "I promise."

Once Anna had let go, Elsa looked to Kristoff and said. "Take care of my sister."

"No need to ask." Kristoff replied.

Giving one last sorrowful look towards them, Elsa went up to the deck of the ship and the crew set sail. Elsa watched as her kingdom shrank more and more until it completely disappeared off and there was nothing left but clear blue seas.

[rapunzel-withthegoodhair]

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summary: there’s not much time for working through a nasty break up while you’re on the road touring. at least, not in a healthy way... pairing: gerald x ofc (x) rating: n. s f w, language, explicit sex status: complete, read my other g eazy fics here 

I left my mind in Soho I left my heart in NoLa    And I'mma live like a king if it kills me I'm a kid, seven sins couldn't thrill me This never gets old, cause I'm unstable Never say die, I'm fine, I'll play the piper, whatever the price I lost my mind in LA I lost my heart in...

Fuck it, I never had a heart

February 2016

Of course she knows who the fuck G-Eazy is. But this is the hottest strip club in the Chi and Delphi works the VIP Lounge. She knows the name of every rapper that rolls through because it’s her fucking job to know. If she’s honest, she’s a bit sweeter on the NBA players. They tend to be cuter and tip way better. But hell, she’s not complaining over $800 in one weekend when the big names show up.

Half his crew is already annoying the fuck out of her before she’s even on her pole. They’re loud. Spilling drinks and laughing over stupid jokes made at the expense of her girls. But she’s been doing this for almost two years. Delphi knows how to keep a straight face and put on a show. Climbs nearly all the way up the pole and twirls slowly, upside down. Snakes her way down at a torturous pace. Weaves her way back up. Does a full split and carefully rolls her way back to the floor.

It’s hard to ignore Delphi’s routines. Somewhere along the last two years, she really fell in love with pole dancing. And it shows in her performances. The girl doesn’t smile. Doesn’t put on the ‘little doll’ act. Doesn’t try to skate by on her looks and flirtatious charm. She steals the stage as an athlete you can’t take your eyes off of.

But even as his eyes never leave her body, she can tell he’s somewhere else. One, two, three, four sips of Jack straight out the bottle. Finally, she stops trying to keep count. Their eyes seem to penetrate each other through the smoke. And even she has to admit, he’s got a way about him that makes her just a little bit curious. Why are you so anxious to get to the bottom of that bottle, baby? Why do your eyes look so cold and empty? So mean and lonely all at once?

The guests really aren’t supposed to touch the girls. But this is VIP. And she’s heard rumors about their crew dropping 20 grand in one night. When he singles her out for a private lap dance upstairs, she’s not about to tell him what he can and can’t do. As far as she’s concerned, the $50 bills he’s slipping into her bikini say he can do whatever the hell he wants.

The weird part is that he doesn’t. Where most guys are groping and pushing the second they get her in a private room...he’s still sipping his drink. Letting her do as she pleases. His hands roam, of course. Over her stomach as she lays back in his lap. Up over her rips. Along her neck and into her blonde hair.

His nose against her ear, his breath warm and heavy with whiskey, this feels almost...sensual. Just work, she reminds herself. Just another tip. Still, she sighs as his large hands drag down over her hip and then back up to squeeze her waist.

Heels finding the floor, she bends over for him. Arches her spine to press her ass right in his lap before slowly crouching down on the floor. Her hair flips back as she spins around, hands finding his thighs and dragging over them. Pushing them apart for her to crawl between. Tipping her head back, Delphi’s slender fingers play over his belt a bit. Her eyes search his, trying to gauge whether he wants a blowjob without actually ruining the moment by asking.

Thankfully, he seems perfectly aware of her question and answers by dragging his fingers into her hair. Tugging gently, he pulls her back up and into his lap. Feeds her from the bottle of Jack still in his grip. A generous bit spills past her lips and down her chest. The giggle that slips free of her throat is genuine as the alcohol tickles over her cold skin.

It’s that little noise that seems to make him finally snap. With a firm tug, he pulls her flush against him. Sets his bottle aside and leans to lick away the whiskey dripping over her soft, lightly tanned skin. His long fingers drag up her back, feeling for the strings of her bikini and tugging at them in a way that falls somewhere between practiced and drunk.

A soft gasp melts into a sigh as his mouth finds a breast. Closes around her nipple and sucks gently. She’s not used to foreplay of any kind. At least, not at work. You’re not supposed to fuck in the VIP rooms...but everyone knows that’s the point of the VIP room. Typically though, the sex is over before it really begins and she’s no worse for wear. Walking away a few hundred dollars richer.

This...this is kind of nice. He gets her bikini bottoms undone and money falls across the floor. But she lets it stay there for now. Keeps her focus on him because she can tell it’s what he needs. Drags her fingers through his hair, does her best to ignore how fucking nasty it is, weighed down with sweat and grease. The vulnerability in his drunken brown eyes makes up for it though. His touch caresses over her cheek. Traces over her lower lip. His gaze having such a hard time focusing on her and still intent on studying her in the dim light of the private room. She could swear he’s looking at her like he knows her. Like he has a thousand things he wants to say to her.

She tries to guide things along, reaching down between them to undo his jeans. And he lets her this time. Lets her tug him free. Seems to finally let all his questions go as she strokes along the thick, hard length of him. His head tips back, eyes closing and she leans to kiss his temple. Nuzzles a bit as she guides him very slowly inside of her.

His jaw sets, brows knitting together as the pleasure grips him with an unexpected strength. Delphi gives him a moment to adjust to the feeling of being inside her, before starting to rock in his lap. Normally, she’d rest her weight on her knees and fuck her client into next week. Get this over with as soon as possible. But that feeling like he chose her for a reason, like he has a weight pressing down on and splintering his chest, haunts her. All the unasked questions in his eyes, the anger and the pain, kick something alive inside her. Something besides the compartmentalizing, cut throat little sociopath she becomes in the club. Something empathetic and nurturing and almost maternal.

Her spine rolls slow and gentle in his lap. Fingers gripping the side of his neck for leverage, until he takes her touch as an invitation. Her brows arch when he leans forward and buries his face in her neck. His fingers digging into her hips. His gasps slipping into whimpers. And maybe she’s imagining it...but these don’t sound like helplessly lost in pleasure whimpers. They sound like as if he’s fighting tooth and nail against tears.

The streetsmart hoodrat from south Chi that’s always alive and well inside her snarls in disgust. Man the fuck up, that girl says. Damn, no wonder whatever girl you think of when you look at me left you.

But the girl his big, sad brown eyes have woken up simply wraps her arms around him. Cradles him close as they rock and grind together. Smooths his hair back, despite the gel and sweat weighing it down into his eyes again and again. Gently lifting his chin, her nose nuzzles at his own. Lips catching his pretty mouth in a soft kiss.

Without warning, his grip tightens and before she even processes the shift, Delphi is laying on her back across the booth table. Leaning over just enough to get a better angle, his thrusts become firmer. Somewhat faster. Pushing so deep it makes her eyes roll back. He’s so fucking big, she’s really not sure she’s ever had anyone this deep before. Losing her breath on each thrust, she reaches out to grip the edge of table. Her moans trill up into high pitched cries that fill the room and over power the loud as fuck music that pulses through their bodies.

Reaching down between them, he rests a large hand on her stomach. Stretches a thumb down to press into her clit. And all the while she can feel his eyes watching her, full of hunger and a desperation to make her see stars. To make her completely fucking unravel for him. Nobody has ever turned her out like this. Not in the club. Not at home. This feels way too god damn personal to be anything but and her suspicions that he’s looking at her but seeing someone else seem to be confirmed.

Between the music and her own near-screams...she’s not sure she hears him right. But she swears in the heat of the moment that he mumbles something along the lines of “I really fucking loved you, baby girl...”. She wants to give him what he needs. To reach up and cradle his jaw and tell him she loved him too. Still does. But as her mouth opens, the only thing that rips free is a scream and her body arches like a bowstring pulled tight with a waiting arrow. Every muscle tenses for a moment and somewhere in the back of her mind she notes the way his hips grind so hard to hers it nearly hurts.

For a long string of moments, he lays over her, panting and sweating. Until finally, he starts to get up.

They avoid each other’s eyes as they get dressed. Delphi does her best to ignore the weird, slightly gross feeling of his cum and her own soaking wet between her legs. Though she figures she can deal with it for a few minutes. Still, she chastises herself for not digging a condom out of one of the many hiding places the little packets get stuffed into.

Before he can slip out, she grips his wrist gently. Studies his eyes and hopes to see something steadier there. Any sign that he’d gotten what he needed. But he only looks more broken. Swallowing, she keeps the observation to herself and pulls him down into a somewhat tender, but very tired and slightly messy kiss. To her surprise, he returns it.

‘Thank you.’ His kiss says. ‘I know you gave me your best...even if it wasn’t quite enough.’

Their noses nuzzle one last time. Eyes brushing across each other, she feels more exposed than she ever has while dancing naked on stage. He steals a last kiss and squeezes her waist. She picks up her $760 off the floor and heads to the bathroom to clean up.

The experience plays over and over in her head, easily the strangest she’s ever had while working at Dolce. A part of her hates the not knowing. Who the hell was he fucking back there? What did that girl do that was so god-awful? She shakes her head and tries to remind herself that it doesn’t matter. That a tender heart is the best way to get herself in trouble around here. Even if this is the nicer side of the city.

A few drinks at the bar and she’s up on stage again. Just barely catches his tall frame and broad shoulders slipping out into the cold air of 2am in Chicago. The second he’s out of sight, she pushes him from her mind and moves on.

But when she finally cashes out at 4am, there’s a $3,000 tip waiting for her.