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[tresjoline]

Magda after the interview on MagentaTV // 18/02/2024 💕

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[vicstenius]

[princessconsuelapark]

i love how at some point stefan really just decided to become the “i know this and i love you” meme about damon, thank god for co-dependent brother dynamics, where would my blog be without them

[liberaljane]

Women's Not So Distant History

This #WomensHistoryMonth, let's not forget how many of our rights were only won in recent decades, and weren’t acquired by asking nicely and waiting. We need to fight for our rights. Here's are a few examples:

📍 Before 1974's Fair Credit Opportunity Act made it illegal for financial institutions to discriminate against applicants' gender, banks could refuse women a credit card. Women won the right to open a bank account in the 1960s, but many banks still refused without a husband’s signature. This allowed men to continue to have control over women’s bank accounts. Unmarried women were often refused service by financial institutions entirely.

📍 Before 1977, sexual harassment was not considered a legal offense. That changed when a woman brought her boss to court after she refused his sexual advances and was fired. The court stated that her termination violated the 1974 Civil Rights Act, which made employment discrimination illegal.⚖️

📍 In 1969, California became the first state to pass legislation to allow no-fault divorce. Before then, divorce could only be obtained if a woman could prove that her husband had committed serious faults such as adultery. 💍By 1977, nine states had adopted no-fault divorce laws, and by late 1983, every state had but two. The last, New York, adopted a law in 2010.

📍In 1967, Kathrine Switzer, entered the Boston Marathon under the name "K.V. Switzer." At the time, the Amateur Athletics Union didn't allow women. Once discovered, staff tried to remove Switzer from the race, but she finished. AAU did not formally accept women until fall 1971.

📍 In 1972, Lillian Garland, a receptionist at a California bank, went on unpaid leave to have a baby and when she returned, her position was filled. Her lawsuit led to 1978's Pregnancy Discrimination Act, which found that discriminating against pregnant people is unlawful

📍 It wasn’t until 2016 that gay marriage was legal in all 50 states. Previously, laws varied by state, and while many states allowed for civil unions for same-sex couples, it created a separate but equal standard. In 2008, California was the first state to achieve marriage equality, only to reverse that right following a ballot initiative later that year. 

📍In 2018, Utah and Idaho were the last two states that lacked clear legislation protecting chest or breast feeding parents from obscenity laws. At the time, an Idaho congressman complained women would, "whip it out and do it anywhere,"

📍 In 1973, the Supreme Court affirmed the right to safe legal abortion in Roe v. Wade. At the time of the decision, nearly all states outlawed abortion with few exceptions. In 1965, illegal abortions made up one-sixth of all pregnancy- and childbirth-related deaths. Unfortunately after years of abortion restrictions and bans, the Supreme Court overturned Roe in 2022. Since then, 14 states have fully banned care, and another 7 severely restrict it – leaving most of the south and midwest without access. 

📍 Before 1973, women were not able to serve on a jury in all 50 states. However, this varied by state: Utah was the first state to allow women to serve jury duty in 1898. Though, by 1927, only 19 states allowed women to serve jury duty. The Civil Rights Act of 1957 gave women the right to serve on federal juries, though it wasn't until 1973 that all 50 states passed similar legislation

📍 Before 1988, women were unable to get a business loan on their own. The Women's Business Ownership Act of 1988 allowed women to get loans without a male co-signer and removed other barriers to women in business. The number of women-owned businesses increased by 31 times in the last four decades. 

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📍 Before 1965, married women had no right to birth control. In Griswold v. Connecticut (1965), the Supreme Court ruled that banning the use of contraceptives violated the right to marital privacy.

📍 Before 1967, interracial couples didn’t have the right to marry. In Loving v. Virginia, the Supreme Court found that anti-miscegenation laws were unconstitutional. In 2000, Alabama was the last State to remove its anti-miscegenation laws from the books.

📍 Before 1972, unmarried women didn’t have the right to birth control. While married couples gained the right in 1967, it wasn’t until Eisenstadt v. Baird seven years later, that the Supreme Court affirmed the right to contraception for unmarried people.

📍 In 1974, the last “Ugly Laws” were repealed in Chicago. “Ugly Laws” allowed the police to arrest and jail people with visible disabilities for being seen in public. People charged with ugly laws were either charged a fine or held in jail. ‘Ugly Laws’ were a part of the late 19th century Victorian Era poor laws. 

📍 In 1976, Hawaii was the last state to lift requirements that a woman take her husband’s last name.  If a woman didn’t take her husband’s last name, employers could refuse to issue her payroll and she could be barred from voting. 

📍 It wasn’t until 1993 that marital assault became a crime in all 50 states. Historically, intercourse within marriage was regarded as a “right” of spouses. Before 1974, in all fifty U.S. states, men had legal immunity for assaults their wives. Oklahoma and North Carolina were the last to change the law in 1993.

📍  In 1990, the Americans with Disability Act (ADA) – most comprehensive disability rights legislation in U.S. history – was passed. The ADA protected disabled people from employment discrimination. Previously, an employer could refuse to hire someone just because of their disability.

📍 Before 1993, women weren’t allowed to wear pants on the Senate floor. That changed when Sen. Moseley Braun (D-IL), & Sen. Barbara Mikulski (D-MD) wore trousers - shocking the male-dominated Senate. Their fashion statement ultimately led to the dress code being clarified to allow women to wear pants. 

📍 Emergency contraception (Plan B) wasn't approved by the FDA until 1998. While many can get emergency contraception at their local drugstore, back then it required a prescription. In 2013, the FDA removed age limits & allowed retailers to stock it directly on the shelf (although many don’t).

📍  In Lawrence v. Texas (2003), the Supreme Court ruled that anti-cohabitation laws were unconstitutional. Sometimes referred to as the ‘'Living in Sin' statute, anti-cohabitation laws criminalize living with a partner if the couple is unmarried. Today, Mississippi still has laws on its books against cohabitation. 

[scarlethexelove]

Do You Hate Me

Pairing: Drummer!Kate Bishop x Fan!Reader

Word Count: 2335

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/comfort, Smut, Daddy kink, P in V, Cum strap, StoneTop!Kate, PleasureDom!Kate, Hints to breeding, Um not sure there is much more.

Pt 1

A/n: I must always give thanks for the help from @wandamaximoffsbadgirl on writing this one. This turned from idea's about Drummer!Kate into an impromptu fic. It was done before Kinktober and just needed edited up and finished. So that is what I did. Sorry that I didn't get the last fic of Kinktober done I just couldn't bring myself to write the last one cause I didn't really know what to do with it. Maybe one day but I'm not to sure. So to make up for it here is more Drummer!Kate.

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN

Your fingers slowly trail down Kate’s body. You want to be able to touch your girlfriend, giving her the same pleasure that she gives you. You’re shocked when her hands grab your wrist and stop you. Her grip is tight, tighter than she has ever held you. “Katie that hurts.” 

Kate quickly lets your hands go. “I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to. Just please don’t touch me like that.” Her tone is harsh. She is acting in a way that you have never seen her before. 

“Kate why can’t I-” Kate cuts you off.

“I said don’t.” It’s like you can see an internal battle going on within Kate. Her eyes showed a different emotion than her expression. “Just don’t touch me please.”

You’re so confused and hurt by your girlfriend's outburst. “Fine!” Your words are louder than you had intended them to be but you don’t really care. You get up and walk out of the room. You don’t know where you are going but you just put on your shoes and walk out the door. 

It’s only a few minutes later before Kate gets up and goes looking for you knowing that she needs to explain to you why she stopped you. But panic takes over when she realizes you're not there anymore. Your shoes and keys are gone from beside the door. She quickly throws on her boots and runs out the door. 

It’s dark out and the air is damp as you walk along the eerily quiet streets. You don’t know how you walk but the hurt doesn’t seem to leave you. You never thought you were good enough for Kate and this just solidifies your spiraling thoughts. That you will never be good enough for her. 

Your face scrunches when you feel cold water drop down on your face. You look up as the sky fills with little droplets of water. The rain starts to fall down steadily making you let out a groan. You already feel terrible and now this. You accept your fate as you sit down on the bench a few steps behind you. Letting the cold rain soak into your skin as your fight with Kate swirls in your mind. You dropped everything to be with Kate and now she doesn’t want you. You’re alone and cold.

Kate begins to panic more when the rain begins to fall. The storm clouds above let's all the held water fall down. She doesn’t know where you went and now it’s raining. All she wants is for you to be back in her arms, to explain everything. She wants you to understand just how much she loves you and that will never change in her eyes. So she runs looking wherever she can to find you. How could you have gone so far in so little time.��

You don’t know how long you sit there for, until you hear your name being called while Kate is running up to you. She pulls you up and hugs you tightly. She pulls you back a little to look you over. “I was so worried.” Kate has tears in her eyes. 

“What does it matter, Kathrine.” It stung when you used her full name. 

“Oh Y/n/n, come on, don't be like that, please. Just come back with me, we can have a bath together and I'll explain myself.” Kate tries and you want to say no but she's giving puppy eyes.

Kate tries to hold your hand, but you pull it back and cross your arms. You follow behind her, still hurt and salty. You're both dripping wet when you both get inside. 

Kate starts the bath and goes to help you undress. “I can do it myself.” You snap. Kate pulls back, mumbling out an okay before turning away to undress herself. When you're done pulling off your wet clothes, you step into the warm bath. Sinking into it, you let out a moan as the warmth elopes you. Kate stands there bouncing on the balls of her feet unsure now if she should join you.  

“Are you just gonna stand there?” You ask feeling awkward now that Kate was second guessing if she should join you. She cautiously steps into the bath in front of you. Sinking down and sitting in front of you. 

Kate looks down and plays with her fingers. “I'm sorry.” She mumbles. You've never seen her so reserved which makes you feel bad for being so mad. 

You chew on your lip, taking in a deep breath. “I just... did I do something wrong? Do...do you not want me, Kate? I just...I wanna make you feel just as good as you make me feel.”

Kate reaches out, brushing your tears away. “Baby, it absolutely is not that. You do make me feel good, better than I've ever felt.” Kate cups your cheek, a soft smile on her face.

You look into her eyes, tears still shining. “Then why?” 

Kate takes a deep breath trying to gather her thoughts. “Princess I get off just from watching you. I don't need it and I don't particularly like it either. It's nothing to do with you. I am more than satisfied.” 

You look at her mulling over her words. “S-so you're um what's it called.”

Kate smiles. “Stone top. Yes.” 

“Ohhhhh.” You think for a moment, brow furrowing. “S-so you don't like hate me? Or think I'm disgusting? Or–” Kate cuts you off, pulling you into a deep kiss. You whimper into it before melting into her. 

“I think you are the most amazing girl in the whole world.” Kate beatles against your lips. 

You lean your body into hers. “I don't deserve you.” You mumble. 

“Don't ever say that princess. I don't know what I would do without you. The day I saw you my life changed for the better.” You want to touch her, but you hesitate. Your hands hovering, almost ghosting over her skin. “Go ahead, princess.” Your head shoots up, eyes meeting hers.

You lean more into her and lay your head on her chest as you let yourself lazily draw patterns on her chest, letting your fingers drift down slowly. 

Kate let's out a soft noise. Softer than you've ever heard out of your girlfriend. You lay your head on her chest, taking a deep breathing, letting your hand fall, brushing past her nipple. You feel as her breath quickens slightly at the sensation. You trace your fingers around her nipple waiting to see if she stops you. She lets out a shuttered breath. You smile, letting your thumb brush across her now hardened nipple

“Is this ok baby?” You ask, actually stopping what you're doing. She lets out a soft moan. You look up at her and you pull her down to kiss her. You still tease her nipple as you swallow her whimpers. You keep teasing, seeing how far you can push her as you roll her pebbled nipple between your fingers. She finally grabs your wrist, pulling both behind your back. 

“You're playing a dangerous game, princess.” Kate husks against the shell of your ear. 

You gasp. “What are you going to do Daddy? Hmmm, punish me.” You tease her knowing that you hadn't actually done anything to warrant one but just want to press her buttons a little. 

Kate is quick to stand lifting you up with her. Not caring about leaving a wet trail behind you both. 

“I'm not going to punish you princess but I'm going to make sure you can't walk tomorrow.” 

Shivering at her words.You cling tight to her. “Oh will you Daddy?” You try to sound tough, but you know that she knows. 

Kate tosses you on the bed, making you squeak before crawling to hover over you. “Oh princess, I'm going to use my biggest strap. You know that new one special one we just got. I'm going to slit that pretty little pussy open.” She growls and kisses you harshly. 

You feel your body heat up at the mention of the new strap. A thick purple one that was cum filled. A whimper leaving you. “Please Daddy I've been wanting to get to use it!' You started begging already forgetting about what happened earlier.

Kate chuckles at your neediness. “Look at you begging Daddy to fuck you. You want me to stretch that pretty little pussy around my big strap hmm.” 

You whine at the thought. “Please.” Kate leans down, giving you a kiss before leaving to go grab the strap. Coming out, and the moment you see her, you clench around nothing. “Fuck...Daddy…” She smirks as she gets closer to you. 

“Tell Daddy exactly what you want, Princess.” Kate is cocky knowing she has you right where she wants you. 

You squirm as you look at the large size. “Wa-want Daddy to fuck me.” 

Kate gives you a faux pout. “Princess, you need to tell me how. You want Daddy to shove that pretty face into the pillows as I fuck you from behind.” You clench at the thought and nod. “Words princess.” She reminds you. 

A whine coming out of your throat. “Please Daddy want you to fuck me from behind and push me into the pillows. Want to scream so loud for you the pillows don't muffle it. Please.” You see her eyes dilate at your words. Light blues become dark like a storm. 

You watch as Kate’s calm demeanor turns to feral. “Hands and knees princess.” She growls out. You barely have time to get into the position before Kate is behind you. “Fuck I can't wait to ruin you.” Her hands caress your hips. You instantly want to fall apart for her. Do exactly as she asks. Your pleasure is hers and hers is yours. You feel her slowly push through your folds, getting herself all slicked up before you feel the tip at your entrance. You shiver and whimper. 

“Please Daddy...please…” Kate slowly pushes her hips forward. Your walls stretch to accommodate her large size. Though the stretch is slightly painful, it feels so good. Your arms are already wobbly the further she pushes in. You're already panting from it all. Already so overwhelming. Her hand goes on the back of your head, grabbing your hair as she starts thrusting, setting a brutal pace that has your head spinning. 

“Fuck you always feel so good taking my cock like a good little slut. You're Daddy's slut, aren't you?” Kate grunts with every thrust of her hips. 

You moan loudly as words fail you. Your brain instantly turning to mush as she fucks you.  

When you don't answer Kate stops. She wraps her hand around your throat and pulls you back against her chest and whispers in your ear. “Daddy asked you a question princess. Are you Daddy's slut?” You whimper. 

“Mmm I-I Da-Daddy's little sl-slut.” Kate lets go of your neck and pushes your face down into the pillow. 

“Good girl.” Kate grunts as she picks the pace back up.  

You moan loudly, what else are you supposed to do because words aren't an option. “Ah...ah...ah…” It's the only thing coming out, but you're practically screaming as she hits your spot just right.

Kate is panting above you as your walls suck her in. She reaches down between your legs, finding your clit and circling her fingers around. You can't help the scream that escapes your lips. Your body is trembling under her as you're so close to falling over the edge.

“Ah...Daddy...fuck fuck please...I'm gonna...gonna cum!” You hear the chuckle the rumbles out of her. 

“You want to cum all over Daddy's cock? Hm?” Kate asks and suddenly you're shy again. Just like always though Kate secretly hoped you'd never stop being like this with her. 

“Please Daddy let me cum on your cock.” Kate lets out a satisfied hum before pulling you up against her and whispering in your ear. 

“Do you want Daddy to fill you up princess?” Kate’s thrusts are still hitting you perfectly deep inside that your legs are trembling. You're so close to falling over the edge. 

You whine and nod so desperately. “Pl-please daddy want your cum.” It comes out as a whimper, but your words satisfy the drummer. 

“Cum on my cock princess, Daddy's going to fill you nice and full.” That's all it takes as your eyes roll back in your head and you cum harder than you ever have in your life. Your walls desperately sucking Kate’s cock further in as she continues to pound into you. 

As you ride out your high, Kate's powerful thrusts down slow as she finally releases the cum deep inside of you. The added feeling of being filled causes another smaller orgasm to rip through you. “A-Ah fuck Daddy.” Your moans are loud, bouncing off the walls. 

You think Kate will slow down now that she has filled you up but she doesn’t. You let out a small whine and Kate shushes you softly. “Daddy hasn’t cum yet and Daddy promised you princess that you won’t be walking when I’m through with you.” She nibbles on your ear causing you to gasp. “I’m going to keep filling this pretty little pussy till you're dripping with my sweet sweet cum.”

By the end of the night you have lost count on how many times that you have cum and Kate has even lost count of how many times she has. Your bodies now in a tangled mess of limbs as your body lays on top of your girlfriends. Kate insists that the strap stays buried deep inside you. A promise to wake you up close to another orgasm. You’re slowly drifting off to sleep when you feel lips pressed to your head and a whispered I love you from Kate. You’re so exhausted that you slur out an unfinished I love you to Kate as sleep takes over.

[tr4gictea]

I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR REQUEST BUT I DON'T WANNA OVER BEAR YOU SRRYY

What about a teen gn reader who looks average (in term of strength) but could OBLITERATE a ruin guard in like,, one punch

How would the characters react to that???

genshin + weak looking but strong!teen!reader

❥Masterlist

Tags: slight fluff, mention of injuries

Including: Xiao, Dehya, Lyney

word count: 1,203

A/n: Heyyy, guess who's not dead! sorry I haven't been around for like a year or two things for me have gotten busy but things are slowing down for me right now so I'm gonna be focusing more on writing now! I hope you enjoy :D

You had always heard stories of adventurers finding new civilizations, fight cool monsters, and traveling around the world. You were gonna be like one of those strong adventurers and be marked down in the history books. Though your training and honed your skills to your very limit yet your body stayed the same, growing at its normal pace. Sure you could punch through a brick wall but, you also looked as if you spent your days reading inside. But after a while you had come to accept that you would remain average size until you joined the adventures guild.

The adventure’s guild always had interesting commissions, from the mundane to the deadly. You joined looking forward to getting super hard missions where you could explore a abandoned temple and fight the spirt that lives there! Or a commission about a missing person who has been kiddnap by dozens of treasure hoarder and you have to fight your way through them! As Katherine hands you your first commission you read the page telling you to deliver mint to some guy. 

You look up at kathrine with a “are you joking” face. She only smiles at you and asks if you have any questions. You insist to kathrine that you are a strong individual and you can handle your own. She shakes her head saying that this is the best commission for your skill level. You went back and fourth with Kathrine about the commission before she gave up and gave you some hillcurl camp to clean up on the west side. Snatching the commission out her hand you rush off to complete it. 

It wasn't the intense adventure you hoped for but it was better than nothing. So you head out to the camp and when you get there you spot three hillchurls, easy enough. When you finish off

the last hillchurl you heard the sound of gears churning behind you. 

“WATCH OUT!” a mystery voice calls out. Quickly turning around you are faced 13 feet tall ruin guard. It lifts up its giant geared hand attempting to slam it down on you, you dodge out of the way by jumping back. This is the first time you've ever encountered a ruin guard and there was something you wanted to try with it. 

Throwing your weapon to the side you take a running start at the ruin guard. You can hear the stranger yell at you to get back when you leap into the air lifting your fist up pull it down right on the machine’s head. It flies back into a rock wall 12 feet away from you. Landing on your feet you watch as the ruins guard light flickers for a second then goes dark. Turning to the mystery person you are met with a look of…

Xiao: Shocked but doesn't care that much

Xiao was patrolling the area around Yaodie Valley when he came across you fighting hillchurls. You had an adventurers guild uniform on but you looked far too weak to be fighting such monster, and at such a young age. But you looked to be holding yourself well so he didn't bother you. Until he saw out of the corner of his eye an old ruin guard started to shuffle and activate. 

He yelled at you warning about it but to his surprise, you dropped your weapon and took off running towards it. He was about to intervene when you sent the ruin guard flying into a wall. He stood there for a second spear still out and in his fighting stance but, confused as hell. How did such a weak-looking child punch that machine like it was a stuffed animal. 

“Uh, Mr. Adeptus?” You said trying to get the man's attention. “are you okay?” Snapping out of his trance he circles around you checking for wounds, none were found except for some red on the fist. And without any word he disappears. 

Dehya: Worried but Amazed

While traveling to meet her newest client she stumbles on you collecting stuff off the ground while a ruin guard towers over you. You looked no older than 18 and even tho you had a weapon didnt look like you could fight. She shouts a you watch out and unsheft her claymore. As she is running towards you she sees you turn around send the metal heap flying into a stone wall with a singular punch. Stopping her in her track Dehya looks at the scene before her with her mouth agape.

“Hey kid!” she yells at you. “Are you okay?!” She began checking your body for injuries. That was quite a punch but she needed to check that you didnt break anything from that. 

“If i move your fingers like this do they hurt?!” She asked while bending your fingers slightly upwards.

“No ma’ma,” you resond 

“I've just never seen someone knock out a ruin guard with one punch! How did you even do that without break your hand?”

“I drink a lot of milk.”

Lyney: Excitement

Today was a day Lyney had all to him self, much to his dismay. Lynette was off on a solo mission and Freminet teaching some of their siblings how to dive. Lyney would have joined but those lessons were too slow paced for him and he'd end up getting board and leaving the group behind.

So now he was outside of the city walls looking for something that could entertain him. When he saw the slashing of a weapon out the corner of his eye and turned to see a teenager fighting a couple hillchurls. They looked skilled enough to take on a couple monsters but, defiantly not strong physically.

He was about to head out and look for something more interesting when he heard the gears of a ruin guard turn. He spun around to see you face to face with one of these machines. He saw you jump back nearly missing the hand crushing coming down on you. As he got out his bow to shoot the thing down he stopped himself as he saw you run and jump off a rock and landing a punch on top of its head sending it flying backward.

You turned to face him and his bow was still in his hand with a shit eating grin on his face.

"My archons that was amazing!" He exclaimed while throwing his hands up and trotted right up too you. "How did you manage to do that?" He was lifting your arms up and down like he was trying to find something to tell him how you knock the guard out in one punch. "Or is it just raw strength... Punch me."

"What?" He said that as if it was just a normal request.

"Punch me right here in the stomach, I wanna see something."

"Sir I just knocked out a whole monster and now you want me to punch you?"

"Yes, I don't know what's so hard to understand. you can take down an ancient machine with one punch but you look so... normal!" Rude. "I don't mean that in a bad way but I want to see how this is possible." for the rest of the day he spent it with you testing out your strength on different things. He should have more days to himself if it's gonna be like this one!

Requests are now open again :D

[woso-dreamzzz]

Playing Favourites III

Arsenal Women x Child!Reader

Summary: The annual Arsenal Christmas video

"Hi everyone," Leah says to the camera," I'm Leah Williamson and I just want to say, sorry, Mum. I know you told me not to let her do this before Christmas day, but I'm here with the youngest member of our squad and...What are we doing today, bean?"

You sit in the middle of a little half-circle of the Arsenal girls with a little sack in front of you. There's a Santa hat on your head and you're holding the sack like you're scared it will float away.

"Presents!" You cheer. "I'm like Santa!"

"You are like Santa," Leah says, smiling at the camera," So we've got our own Santa here at Arsenal and she's going to close her eyes, spin around and give everyone their Christmas gifts. Ready, bean?"

"Ready!"

You close your eyes nice and tight, spin around and aimlessly wander to your left. Arms clamp around your waist and you open your eyes to see Teyah and Lessi.

You beam and reach into your sack. "For you!" You give them both their gifts.

"Top trumps!" Teyah says triumphantly as Lessi pries her Michael Jordan Funko Pop out of the package.

"I'm gonna put this in my locker."

You close your eyes again, squeezing them tight as Lessi helps you spin. You go straight this time and fall into the laps of Noelle and Cloe.

Cloe ends up with the 100 pics riddle game and Noelle gets a fondue thing. They both seem especially happy and Noelle ruffles your hair.

"I'll have to bring you round for fondue, bean."

You don't know what fondue is but you think it's food so you're happy to go.

Next up is Lina and Stina - who catches you when you stumble - and they get a little teddy bear and a tree ornament of Stina kissing the trophy.

"You gotta put it on the tree," You say to her as she laughs at the picture," Because that's what it's for." You turn to Lina. "And have to give your bear cuddles. Teddies die without cuddles."

Caitlin and Vic are next and you get a picture on Vic's new camera with the three of you and Caitlin wearing her new Arsenal beanie.

You fall onto Viv on the next round and giggle hysterically as your favourite Lia moves to tickle you. You give her her gift first which ends up being big plastic things to pick up leaves with. Frida gets a special ornament with a picture of her scoring.

Viv gets a nice jumper with her and Beth on.

"You gotta wear it to the next game!" You say.

Viv laughs. "Maybe I will."

Gio and Kim follow them and you sit in Kim's lap as Gio unwraps the blue Arsenal bag that's meant to sit on her hips. Kim laughs in embarrassment as she gets a mug that proclaims her as the best captain ever and has an arrow that points at her when she drinks from it.

Laura catches you on the next round when you misstep on Kathrine's ankle.

Laia lets you have some of the Spanish gift she gets. It's kind of like nougat but it's got nuts in it and you're not too sure that you like the texture.

Kathrine gets socks (you always end up with socks in your stocking) and Laura gets a snow globe with a picture of her only goal in it.

Laia and Kathrine both help you do your spins and the next person you fall into is your sister.

She hugs you tight around the waist as you balance on her lap while digging through the bag. Her gift is one of the longer ones and it takes you a little bit to get it out of your sack.

You sit down properly when she leans forward to open it, bursting into laughter when it's revealed to be a keyboard.

"I'll teach you, bean," She says, pressing a few of the keys," Won't that be fun?"

"I don't have to do everything you do," You say a bit condescendingly but you're smiling so Leah knows how you really feel, pinching at your cheek.

"Off you go, bean," She says," You've got more presents to give out."

She spins you around so much that you basically crash into Jen and Beth.

Jen ends up with a book of Christmas carols for the guitar while Beth gets the same jumper as Viv just in a different colour.

"That's you and Viv," You tell her.

"Yeah, bean! That's me and Vivi!"

Naomi gets her gift next, a book of very unfunny dad jokes that you only laugh at so she doesn't feel sad that she's not funny at all.

Manu, Kyra and Steph come next.

Manu gets a picture of the goalkeeper union while Kyra gets a packet of Tim Tams that she lets you eat two from.

"It's a jumper for Calvin!" You exclaim when Steph unwraps her own present.

She looks ecstatic and she swears that she'll send a picture of Calvin wearing it to Leah's phone for you to see.

The last person to get her gift is Katie. She looks confused for a moment as she unwraps it before a smile splits her face.

"It's a luxury cat advent calendar," She says.

"For Cooper!" You say.

"That is class. He's gonna love that."

She pulls you in for a hug before letting you plop yourself back on your sister's lap.

She covers your eyes for the last time as someone places the last gift on your lap.

You rip open the packaging and squeal when you reveal an Arsenal jersey. It's got your favourite number on the back and instead of Williamson like all of Leah's jerseys, it's got the words 'The Boss' on the back.

You pull it over your head with help from your sister and she nudges you up to wave and smile at the cameras.

"Do you remember what to say?" She prompts you.

"Merry Christmas, Gunners!"

[fence-time]

Here is my really long list of head cannons for your playground au.

Marytn, Pearl, Grian, Jimmy, and BigB all went to the same preschool- evo

Gem and fWhip are siblings, who is older? They won’t tell you.

Gem has a rock/gem collection and really likes wizards and magic and science. fWhip made her a really big hat and a scarf. She gave fWhip an amethyst that she put on a necklace she had a ruby that she also put on a necklace. No one knows how she got these.

fWhip on the other hand likes to take apart his toys to make new inventions (They sometimes work. Like 80% of the time). He made himself a scarf. fWhip steals dye from Scott to make people stuff. He crochet because.

Pearl likes the sunflowers that she stole from Jimmy and Scott and is trying to set up Tango and Jimmy. She and Sausage like to fight with sticks at recess. One time it was after school and the lifers couldn’t play so they had a whole arena fight. Xornoth had to go pick Scott, Sausage, and Joey because Sausage’s and Joey's parents were looking for them. 

The empires musical is just Ren and Marytn wanting to put on a musical and so Lizzie was like sure i’ll do that with you guys!

Grian and Pearl try to fly one day with one of fWhip and Mumbo’s inventions. It worked, it was just them gliding . fWhip and Mumbo were very happy after that, they made the ‘wings’ for the two. 

The mail system is Etho, Pearl, and Tango wanting to message each other in class so they built a mail system during a day where they couldn’t life series because it was too cold.

Pix likes to make candles and has a book where he writes down all the ‘deaths’ of the people

During group projects in the esmp room it’s usually a 4 person project and so you have the ocean alliance (or the Codvengers as  Jimmy calls them) the Wither rose alliance and people call them the fae alliance but it’s just the rest of the class i.e Scott, Joey, Shrub, and Kathrine.

Oli only comes to school a couple days a week because he also goes to some fancy music school.

There is a fountain (Drinking) and water pools around it on the playground that’s Lizzie’s empire. Pix took the sand box. There is just some plot of grass and so Pearl claimed that. Gem took the tallest tower of the playground.

The Hermitcraft recap is just Pix, Xloy, and Lyarrah (Who are older but Pix for some reason plays with the empires kids) filming everybody because the hermitcraft and the empires really wanted them to. So they report on what happened during the week on hermitcraft in a news report and make ‘episodes’ of empires. 

Tango made an obstacle course that he called Decked out (2) that they would play during recess. Etho and Pearl got really good at it and so they were called the Deepfrost Court.

Keralis and Xisuma are the oldest of the hermits. They get to hand out the snacks when snack time comes.

AWH YEAHHH :O these are all adorable and I’m incorporating them into my belief system right neow….

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Dark night, sweet lips | Alex Walter

pairing: Alex Walter x female!reader

show: My life with the Walter boys

warnings: smut, kissing, arguments (between Cole and Alex)

summary: Alex is arguing with Cole and you´re trying to make his evening better afterwards.

authors note: An anonymous person asked if I could write a scenario where the reader and Alex have (angry) sex in the car. I converted it a bit, hope it's still ok! It has taken me so long to finish writing this ff and I am relieved to finally be able to publish it…

Alex is probably the sweetest soul to walk this earth. For me, he is the most beautiful ray of sunshine, the brightest star and every spark of light that dispels the darkness.

He is my first boyfriend, but I feel it every time he smiles at me, that I will never want another man this close by my side. He is the second half of my longing soul.

The two years we have been together were the best of my life. I know that it is so often said that "love blinds you" and that the greatest heroes fell victim to love, fell so incredibly hard for it.

My love for him still blinds me every day, but I don't regret a single second of it.

He doesn't give me any reason to regret us, not when he does everything to make me happy.

He buys me my favorite sweets, gifts me books with the phrase "I thought you might like it", he kisses my forehead when I have a headache. And I just need to be quiet for a while too long and he will make me laugh until every bad thought inside my head has disappered. He cuddles me, watches movies with me, that make me cry, just to hold me in his arms and whisper to me, how much he loves me, during the credits.

Maybe some people will say it's too good to be true. That there has to be something to break through his perfect facade.

And actually there is something.

He breaks down when his feelings are hurt. If it happens, there's nothing I wouldn't do to see him happy again.

Just like now.

The reason for his anger is Cole. I know how much Alex loves his family and that deep in his heart, he sees Cole as a role model. Even if they fight each other over every little thing and throw words at each other, that will never be spoken of again.

While the first three hours of the family dinner went well, there was of course a point, that caused the good mood to change for the worse.

"Just because you didn't make it, I should skip college too? You're such an asshole, Cole." Alex's angry voice leaves an awkward silence, but only until the blond brother answers.

"I'm the asshole? I'm not leaving my family and travel to the other side of the planet!" When I meet Kathrine's gaze, I can see the desperation hidden in her eyes.

"Oxford isn't that far away, you shitty-" But his sentence is interrupted when George suddenly stands up.

"Boys, please be nice to each other! The evening was pleasant until now, stop acting like nine year olds." George's voice echoes in the room and despite the protests of the actual children, who are this age, the request doesn't help to stop the fight.

I usually stay out of the arguments, that the two brothers often have and Jackie normally does the same.

But this time we both look at each other and notice how much more tense the situation is becoming. And that every wrong word would only make their relationship worse.

"Cole, let's go upstairs. I think I left my history book with you." Her stern voice is the only thing that catches Cole's attention and when he turns his angry gaze to her, he seems conflicted of his next actions.

I also step in and gently put my arm around my boyfriend's, putting my lips close to his ear.

"Let's step outside for a moment, please." Alex's anger is also still clearly visible, but when his parents also get up to try to intervene, I manage to successfully pull Alex away from the drama.

His angry gaze softens slightly when he finally looks at me.

As we step out the front door into the cold night air and I close the door quietly behind me, Alex's unhappy voice immediately echoes trough the silence.

"He's such an idiot! Just because he couldn't go to college, he has to ruin it for me too. He's so selfish." I notice goosebumps spreading across my skin and only now realize, that I've forgotten my jacket. But I try do order my thoughts by crossing my arms over my chest, focusing on the boy in front of me.

"Alex, I know how upset you are with him right now. But he's just hurt, that his chance to leave this city and go off to college is gone. You know exactly how much the loss of football still affects him." I try to be reasonable, even though Cole's rude words about Alex's decision to go to college, makes me angry too.

"You don't understand, he said I was wasting our parents' money just to run away with it! You didn't see my mother's look when he said that." A sad feeling clinges to my heart, seeing him in such pain. I walk closer to him, gently holding his face in my hands and trying to meet his gaze.

His eyes, full of anger and despair, stare into my soul. I want to take away any sorrow from him.

"Alex, your parents know how much you love them. And that you would never do something like that. It is your future, your education and also your chance to change your life. They know how important this decision is, how important college is to you. Cole just can't handle it properly right now."

He sighs, his eyes briefly look at the dark, starry sky until the next moment, where he places his hands on mine and a small smile creeps onto his lips.

"You are wonderful, you know that? You are my heart and my mind, all combined. What would I do without you?" His words melt a part of my heart, which already belongs to him and I focus my gaze for a second too long on his lips.

As a cold breeze hits our bodies, I shiver slightly and faster than I can register, he strips off his jacket and holds it in front of me, so I can put it on.

As I slide into the sleeves and mumble a small "thank you", he quickly pulls me back to him. Wrapping his arms around my waist.

His eyes sparkle like a thousand stars.

“I just want to be alone with you right now. No arguments, nothing but you and me.” His whispering voice interrupts my many thoughts.

As I'm about to answer, a loud knock sounds behind us and I suddenly see his little brother making ridiculous faces. Laughing, I notice Alex's frustrated expression and hear him muttering under his breath.

But when I look behind him, I see the blue familiar car, leaning against the barn and an idea forms in my head. I point with my hand in this direction and confused he raises his eyebrows at me.

"What's on your mind, darling?"

Smiling as he keeps his gaze on me, I slowly drag him down the stairs by his hand. The warmth he radiates, makes me never want to let go of him again.

"Just you. Only ever you."

When we are just a step away from the car, I push some strands of hair out of my face and turn my back to him.

Waiting for him.

"Now we can be silent, if you want." He smiles at me, I see it in the corner of my eye, until he finally wraps his arms around my waist and together we walk to the car. Leaning my back against it and facing him, we laugh.

"Maybe I want to fill in the silence." I raise my eyebrows, smiling at his words.

The metal is cool, Alex's body in front of me warm. His eyes watch every expression on my face until they finally move to my blue dress. Which moves gently in the wind.

“You look wonderful tonight, so beautiful. My girl, more radiant than the night sky." His face gets closer and closer, until I feel his breath on my face.

How beautiful he looks today, black shirt, tight pants and disheveled hair. These lips that are as inviting as the look he gives me.

I feel myself trying harder and harder to breathe, he has this effect on me.

As he leans closer to me and places his hand on my cheek, I close my eyes.

He slowly leans in and captures my lips in a sweet kiss, my fingers tangle in his hair.

His hands are not idle either, they stroke the sides of my hips and grip the light blue material of my dress. Pressing myself closer to his warm body, I have to suppress a shudder.

His lips press harder against mine, I feel my heart beating so fast. My chest feeling so warm, like a sun exploded inside me.

Then his tongue strokes my bottom lip and as I open my mouth, he slides his tongue inside of it, gently pushing me against the car now.

Without being able to stop it, a soft moan escapes me, his hand that is on the back of my head moves to my chin as he pulls away from me.

I take a breathless breath, he lifts my chin slightly to meet his gaze and when I look into his eyes, I realize again how incredibly in love I am with him.

If he only knew what he was doing to me.

"Maybe we should go back inside now." Such a gentleman, always so accommodating. His thumb strokes my heated cheek and I swallow loudly as his eyes return to my lips despite his words.

"What if I don't want us to go in yet?" His eyes now look into mine, confusion swirling in his irises.

“Then what do you want, pretty?" I lean close to him, searching his gaze and breathe a single word at him.

"You." His eyes widen and when his mouth opens in surprise, I lower my hands to push his jacket off my shoulders.

His gaze doesn't leave me. I see nervousness decorating his handsome face.

"What, here? Now? But, someone might see us-" I place my finger on his lips, pulling my hand down until I intertwine mine with his.

"Then open the door." I see him swallow and as the jacket hits the ground, he seems to come back to life.

Nodding, he seems to compose himself, rummages in his trouser pocket and, luckily, pulls out the key.

As the lock is turned, he opens the door for me and I smile softly as I sit in the back seat.

As he joins me and closes the door, darkness surrounds us. As soon as his hands find my body, my heart pounds loudly.

I silently wonder if he can hear my heartbeat.

"Won't the others be curious, if we're gone too long?" My hand moves up his thigh, gently pressing on the bulge that's forming in his pants.

“Then hurry up." I pull his hand to the straps of my dress, giving him time to trace small patterns into my skin.

It's not our first time, but definitely a primary one, to be intimate somewhere else other than our beds.

"Are you sure? I don't have a condom with me." I slowly push him against the back seat and sit on his lap. His hands quickly find my waist and I wrap my arms around his shoulders as I answer him breathless.

"Check my pocket." When he tries to contradict me, he stops as soon as he pulls a small bag out of the pocket of my dress.

"You're amazing, how-" but when my lips meet his, he has to swallow at my next sentence.

"I love your voice Alex, but I would love it even more if you would whisper dirty things into my ear, instead of asking why I carry a condom with me, which is obvious for many reasons. Now, please touch me." My whiny voice is enough to finally get him to move.

His hands wander under my dress and stroke the bare skin of my thighs, I press my mouth against his neck and leave kisses there.

I feel his heart racing beneath my hands as his fingers find my underwear.

"Can I-" I nod in frustration and pull his shirt over his head, his messy hair and the nervous look in his eyes making me squeeze my legs together.

"You look so good, Alex. So, so good, I need you inside me." As if he's finally deciphering the situation, a smile spreads across his face and when his hands stop moving, I want to protest.

"Shhh, I want to look at you first." I pull my lip between my teeth and feel his fingers touching my lower lip, sliding over it.

"You can look at me, while you fuck me." The shocked look in his eyes makes me pause for a moment, but then I slowly raise my hand.

Confused, he waits for my next move and when I take his hand into mine and push his thumb into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around it.

I keep my eyes on him. His fascinated expression makes my heart skip a beat.

After a few seconds he pulls his fingers out of my mouth again, I lean in further to whisper to him.

"Stretch me, please. I need something inside me." It takes him a moment to register my words and when he does, his fingers trail anlong my body. Letting the wetness wander down my arm until his hand disappears under my dress.

I have to inhale sharply when his thumb strokes my clothed core and I have to stop myself from begging him to finally do something.

When I turn my gaze to him, he is already looking at me.

As his fingers push my underwear to the side, collecting my wetness, a moan escapes my lips.

"Please-" Then his finger slowly sinks into me, I want so much more of him. The sound is dirty as his finger slides into me so easily.

"Always so polite, have you been this wet all evening? Or does my hand make you feel that good?" I nod quickly, wanting to tell him I need more. But before I can open my mouth, he lowers a second finger into me and my eyes close in pleasure.

My mouth opens slightly, a tremor running through my body as his lips meet my skin.

My cheek, my neck, then my collarbones and finally across the fabric to my chest. I put my hand on his hair, tugging at the strands as my head spins.

When he looks into my eyes, the look so sweet and mischievous at the same time, I could cum on the spot at the sight of him.

Why does this boy have to have freckles too? Shit, you'll be the death of me.

"Can you hurry up? I want-" When his fingers hit the special spot inside me, I tighten around his hand. I feel my eyebrows knit together in frustration.

"What do you want, pretty one? I thought you wanted my fingers. You have them." As I lean closer to him so we are face to face, I kiss my way down his chest.

When I look up at him, his lips part slightly.

"I'll give you some motivation to figure it out then." His fingers pull out of me, but before it annoys me too much, I lower myself to the floor and wrap my hands around his waistband.

I kiss the fabric, letting my hands roam over his stomach. I see his hands trying to hold onto the leather.

Then I break away from him and quickly help get rid of his pants, pulling down his boxer shorts as well. A short breath escapes his lips, as the cold air hits his exposed skin.

"Do you really want to-" As soon as I put my hand around his cock, he stutters.

I twist my wrist around his cock, collecting the precum at the tip, starting to move my hand up and down. His brows furrows and he struggles to keep his eyes open.

Then, without warning him, I gently wrap my lips around his head, sucking lightly as I swirl my tongue around him.

His head hits the back of the car with a grunt, his hand quickly finding its way into my hair.

I slowly sink my mouth lower, hollowing out my mouth as his loud breathing rings in the silence. He chews his lip with his teeth, then he finally gathes his strength to look at me with lustful eyes.

It only takes a few movements of my tongue for his grip on my hair to tighten.

When I realize he's about to cum, I pull my head back. When I look up at him I see his flushed cheeks.

"Why did you stop?" His lazy eyes look into mine and as his hand cups my cheek to hold my face, I feel myself dripping.

This sight, me on my knees in front of him, him with his chest heaving rapidly and his eyes wide open - he looks like an angel.

Well, a naughty angel.

I smile sweetly at him, his eyes almost automatically go to my mouth. I know how much he wants my lips around him again, but when I swing my legs over his lap, he realizes my intentions.

"Take off my clothes." He doesn't need to be told twice.

His hand wraps around my dress at my waist and when he looks at every part of my skin exposed to him, he pulls my dress up.

As I raise my arms, he helps me to take it off. Now I'm sitting only in my underwear in front of him. His hand moves over my breasts, caressing the lace bra, my sensitive nipple and I shiver as the cold air hits me.

He grins at me as his left hand finds the clip on my bra and he opens it with a click. His fingers slowly stroke my arms, goosebumps appear as he pulls the straps from my shoulders and takes off my bra.

As he maintains eye contact with me, he leans forward, I hold my hand to the back of his head as he swirls a nipple with his tongue.

I close my eyes as the feeling intensifies, his one hand resting on my hip while the other hand cups my breast. Without noticing, I lower myself onto his thighs. Trying to put pressure on my core.

But he just tightens his grip around my waist, pausing the movement as he pulls away from my chest and his fingers stroke over my stomach.

Anticipation builds in my stomach as his right hand wraps around the material of my underwear. As I lift my hips, he slowly slides the material down my legs.

As I lower myself again, his hand moves around my thighs. Our heated skin meets when there is no longer any material separating us.

As our hands connect, he brings mine closer to his mouth. Kisses the skin and makes a smile appear on my lips.

"Ready?" His quiet voice makes me nod.

His hand wraps around my waist, helping me lift myself up as he directs his cock at my entrance and we both let out a loud sigh, when we meet.

I pull my arms around his shoulders, cupping both of my hands around his face as I lower myself further onto him.

The tugging hurts slightly, but it's pleasant as he leans in, stealing my attention as he places his lips on mine.

The kiss is a mixture of our breathing, love and pleasure.

The heat that arises between us warms up the car. I see the windows fogging up out of the corner of my eye.

When my hips are right on his own, he stretches me out so much, that I feel him all the way into my stomach.

His sweet lips brush the corners of my mouth, my cheek. His hand goes around my back, trying to give me time to get used to him.

"Do you feel good?" As I rock against him and he's moaning in respone, I laugh against his skin.

"Does this answer your question?" The look he gives me, leaves me out of breath.

"God, you´re amazing." I smile to myself, slowly lowering myself back onto him. His eyes follow my movements, as his lips settle between the valley of my chest.

His breath is warm against my skin, I almost want to close my eyes, but decide against it when I meet his attentive gaze.

When I finally move, I let out a shaky breath. I need a moment to savor the feeling. To savor being so close to him.

"Do you need help, beautiful?" I nod slightly, feeling his hands wrap around my waist and helping to lift me up.

As soon as I lower myself, I murmur his name like a prayer.

"Alex-" A groan escapes me.

"I know, beautiful. You're doing so good." My hands roam from his shoulders over his bare chest, over the heated skin. As my fingers wrap around his neck to rest my forehead against his, he lifts his hips.

His hands press into my skin, surely leaving a mark for the next day, but his mumbled words draw all attention away.

The sight of his freckles look like a gorgeous work of art.

"You like that? If everyone could see you? Fuck-" He takes a sharp breath as I start moving faster. His question makes my stomach tingle.

"I just want you to see me." His mouth twists into a smile and I lower myself to steal a kiss.

"I only want you too." His lips feel warm aginst mine. His tongue traces my bottom lip and as my thighs shake, his hands roaming my back.

“Do you want to swap?” Out of breath, I just nod, wanting to finally come.

The next second, I'm lying in the back seat, a laugh escaping me as his mouth hovers over my stomach.

He leaves dizzying kisses there, my fingers stroking his wet hair. For that moment as we look at each other, there is only us.

Then he slowly kisses his way down my thighs, across my stomach, up to my chest and finally hovers over my face.

He supports himself on the armrest while my fingers stroke his cheek. As he enters me again, my eyes squeeze shut in pleasure and my mouth hangs open.

I feel his grin in the darkness.

"Stop doing that." My voice sounds slightly embarrassed between us, but a smile still creeps onto my lips at his satisfaction.

"What? I just want to make my girl feel good." I wrap my legs around his waist, connecting our bodies even closer.

"You´re so beautiful, you know that? I could stare at you all day and it still wouldn´t be enough." His hip movements are so deep, that I can feel him in my stomach.

His hands wander over every part of my body that is spread out in front of him. My mouth opens in pleasure as I feel my climax approaching.

“I want to come so bad, please- Alex, please let me come.” His mouth settles on my collarbones, leaving marks, and all I can do is moan, unable to care.

"You deserve it, you've been so good to me. Let go, you can." It's always these moments, his whispering voice, his seductive, sweet words and that look in his eyes. It's as if the world stops the moment I reach my climax with him.

The thought is the last thing I need and as his hand wraps lovingly around my cheek and he gives me a sweet kiss on the lips, I see white.

I feel so good, only hearing in the background as he lets out a long moan and comes inside me with one last thrust. I notice how he lets his weight rest lightly on me, before he grips my hips and swaps our positions.

A slight moan leaves me as he pulls out of me and with my last remaining strength, I lay my head on his heated chest. Our breaths synchronize perfectly in the next seconds and I feel deeply lovestruck.

“I love you.” His fingers stroke my temples, brushing individual, sweaty strands from my face.

“I love you more.” How wonderful these three words sound, when they are said by him.

As we lie together in the dark and the bright stars shine down on us, there is nothing more beautiful than this moment.

Well, maybe him.

[doudouneverte]

Straight to the point (or not?)

a/n: let me be bless you with a little something for Katherine Kühl...

*not my GIF*

Pairing: Kathrine Kühl x GERWNT!reader; Giulia Gwinn x reader (best friend); Alessia Russo x reader (past); Arsenal WFC x reader

Summary: a Danish player has a crush on someone but are they feeling the same thing?

Type: honestly I don't know

Warning: Gio being a helpful bro/sis for her friend,

word count: 4233

(I'll definitely write the second part later so feedback and proposition are welcome)

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"How do you know that you love someone? Like, when you've fallen in love with them?" Kathrine asked, and the entire table became silent.

Amelie just looked at her, then at all the girls in the dinner room, and pulled up her phone to type something. When the striker finished, the Arsenal midfielder got a notification from the team's group chat.

Amalie: Girls! Emergency! Meeting in my room after dinner

"You could've just told me you don't have to get all the team involved." The young player said, trying not to show her embarrassment.

"Trust me, we definitely need it." Without saying a word, the girls finish their dinner before all heading to the striker's room.

"So what is so important that you need all of us?" Pernille asked the PSG's player.

"It's not for me." The striker started making some teammates grumble. "Kathrine wanted to ask all of you something very important." She finished. All the attention was now on the midfielder, which made her a little nervous, and Amalie didn't help her relax because she gently pushed her in front of the team.

"Well, it's not that important. I just asked the girls a stupid question, and now they're overreacting, sorry." She said now more embarrassed than before.

"Since we're all here, I think we can help you with your little problem, right?" Signe proposed, and everybody agreed.

At this moment, the midfielder couldn't feel more happy to know that her teammates were there for her, but she was also nervous because she didn't want it to involve so many people.

When Amalie noticed that her teammate wasn't planning to speak, she took it in her hands. "Kathrine has a crush on someone!" She announced.

If you could die out of embarrassment, Kathrine would definitely be dead right now. Her face turned so red that she could be confounded by her shirt. A lot of gasps were heard in the room.

"I wasn't expecting something like this." Pernille said, but her comment didn't reach everyone at the moment Sofie opened her mouth.

"Wow, that's crazy! Who are they? Did they play football? Are they good-looking? Since when did you-" 

"Sofie, please stop; I can't hear my own thoughts!" Katrine Veje said after putting her hand over the Madrid's player's mouth.

"That's why I didn't want to tell the whole team." The midfielder whispered to the striker.

"Sorry, not sorry, but I think we need as much help as we can have for a case like that." The other Danish replied.

"What do you mean by a case like that?" The Arsenal's player asked a little offended but she didn't get an answer before her captain spoke.

"I don't want to be intrusive, but can we know who they are? We all want to help you with something important like that, but we will need more information." 

"She plays for Germany." The young player said.

After a little silence, all players started to complain, "That's the only thing you get?" Sofie asked.

"Yes, because honestly, I don't know if I really love her; maybe it's just a crush." Ke defended herself.

"Okay, now things have become a little more clear. But didn't you ever fall in love in the past?" The older Kat asked.

"I don't think so. I mean, I had friends who had ever fallen in love and had crushes, but for me, it was the same thing." She explained.

"Oh, trust me, it's not the same thing." Amalie interjected, getting the attention of the midfielder. "Look at that." She took her phone and opened Instagram; a few seconds later, she showed her phone to all their teammates. "This is the look of someone who is completely in love with someone else." 

"Why did you use me as an example?" The national captain asked.

"Because you're too cute when you look at Magda like that, and I thought that it would be more helpful if I showed someone she knows." During their interaction, they didn't notice the weird expression on Kathrine's face.

The midfielder picked up her phone quickly and immediately texted the only other person who was aware of that situation.

Ke: I think I love her

She was grateful that her friend was quick to reply, but she wasn't ready for the answer.

"I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Good night." The midfielder said and left before anyone could reply. The girls stayed a little longer before calling it a night.

Gio: I think you know the next step now

Ke: What?

Gio: you need to tell her

Ke: absolutely not!

Ke: are you crazy?

Gio: you don't have to do it tomorrow but you'll need to do it before she find someone

Ke: do you think it's possible?

Gio: I hope not because that would mean I spent too much time hearing you talk about her for nothing 

Ke: thanks for the reassurance 

Gio: I know, I'm the best 

Ke: it was ironic 

Gio: 🖕

The next day was game day. Denmark against Germany in the Nations League. What Kathrine didn't know was that the last night all her teammates were trying to guess who could have been this special person.

During the pitch inspection, both teams were totally focused, especially the Germans. The Danish midfielder was looking at the opposite team, searching for someone, when two hands covered her eyes.

"Guess who it is," you instructed her. The midfielder faked thinking for a moment before replying.

"Y/n/n?" She heard you grumble in defeat before you put your hands back in your pockets. "So how are you?" She asked after she turned around to face you.

"I don't know; I'm a little nervous to be back, but I'm also really excited. And you?" 

"Same thing. I'm just a little disappointed that one of us has to beat the other." 

"Stop being too friendly with enemy Y/n, you will see her back in London." Lina said.

"Okay, grumpy captain, but why don't you say the same thing for Syd?" The older German looked at her Bayern's teammate and looked back at you.

"You know what? Forget what I said, but don't go easy on her because you played for the same club." She warned you.

"Okay, first, I already know that, and second, don't worry, I always give 100% of my capacity." You reassured her.

"Well, don't do too much; you just came back from an injury." Your Arsenal teammate reminded you.

"If you think that will stop me, you're pretty wrong. And I think I need to show everyone that I can follow the rhythm." You said before leaving to see your national teammates.

After the end of the game, you lost 2-0. You played only for the last fifteen minutes, which was incomprehensible for you because you had already played a full half for Arsenal. A little frustrated, you made your way to the opposing team and shook hands before you spotted Ke.

The midfielder didn't wait too long before she gave you a hug and whispered some encouraging words for your next game against Iceland. Unknown to the two of you, some cameras spotted that moment, and it was the start of a lot of tease for the blonde player.

The next morning, Kathrine woke up with a message from Gio and from the team's group chat.

Gio: I hope she tried to steal you a kiss after you looked at her like that.

The Brazilian player sent her a picture taken last night. The Danish player started to blush, but she was definitely not ready for the next part. When she opened the group chat, she was welcomed by the same picture and a picture of Magda and Pernille shooting for Bayern, where P was making heart eyes at the defender.

Amalie: please try to spot the difference. spoiler alert: it's impossible 

Now the midfielder was totally red, like last time. Thankfully, all of them seemed motivated to make this couple real, which made Arsenal's player a little more nervous.

~~~~~

After the international break, you were back in London. You were messing up with Katie like usual when Ke finally appeared with Gio. The midfielder spent all her previous nights trying to find a way to not act in front of you, but that definitely didn't work well.

"Hey, look at that. Our little Danish super star is finally here." You commented. You didn't wait much longer before abandoning the Irish girl and making your way to hug the blonde midfielder.

Usually she would reciprocate it, but today she just froze. Her brain had accumulated too much tiredness from her late-night thoughts, and you didn't help when you just came and greeted her with your pretty smile, your marvelous scent, your familiar warmth, and...

"I think she's a little tired; she didn't sleep well last night." Gio said trying to save her friend from her thoughts.

You pulled away from the blonde and examined her to find some bags under her eyes. "Now that I look at it, yeah, you really seem tired." You said, and before the girl said anything, the Brazilian next to her used that moment to hug you. "Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. Hello, G, how are you?"

"Pretty good, and you?" After you started a little conversation with the brunette while Ke was finally coming back from her trance, when her friend noticed that, she excused herself and pulled the Danish away.

"I froze?" She asked, earning a nod of her teammate.

"Totally. Like a deer. It was pretty funny to look at, but it was also a little awkward," Gio said, and the midfielder turned red again. "Hey, it's okay. I mean, who wouldn't freeze if they were hugged by Y/n? She's literally the only person on the team who can be so touchy with everyone, and nobody complains about that." The Brazilian added.

"I'm going to die." The midfielder said dramatically.

"Oh, come on, don't say that. It was just one interaction; you can still ask her to train together today." 

"She usually trains with Katie or Leah."

"Yep, but today Katie will train with me." The Brazilian said confidently.

"Why?" 

"Because I'm a good friend, and I want to help you with your Y/n problem." 

"It's not a problem."

"What is a problem?" You asked, coming out of nowhere.

"Nothing." Gio said quickly, making you raise an eyebrow at her. "But, hey, since you're here, I was thinking that maybe you could let me train with Katie today." She proposed.

You thought about it for a moment before replying, "Okay, but I heard we will train our defense skills today, so be careful." You warned her before leaving.

~~~~~

A few moments later, it was time to be paired for training, and you were talking with Alessia while the two younger players were looking at you.

"You need to ask her now before Alessia makes a move." Gio said, making her teammate blush.

"What? Asking her, like for a date?" Kathrine asked.

"No, you idiot, ask her to train with you," The striker said visibly annoyed. "But if you found courage to ask her out on your way, take it." She added before pushing the midfielder in your direction.

The walk to your position seemed too quick for the blonde, who hadn't found a proper way to ask you this simple question. When she arrived in front of you, she was greeted by an understandable glare from the other blue-eyed girl. She decided to ignore it for now, but she made a mental note to talk about it with Gio later.

When you noticed the Danish player, you stopped whatever conversation you had with the English striker and focused on her. "Hey, I was searching for you." You said, with a relieved smile, what made the midfielder smile. "Gio said she wants to train with Katie, so I wanted to ask you if you want to train with me." You asked her.

Ke couldn't be more thankful that you were the one who asked; she didn't vocalize her answer; she just nodded, and after that, Alessia left you to find her pair.

During the whole session, she couldn't help but admire you. Of course, she tried to have some conversation after she saw how Gio was struggling to contain Katie.

"I was wondering if you want to go somewhere after training today." She asked and was shocked by her own sudden confidence.

You thought about it, making her realize what she just asked you, and she immediately blushed again for the nth time recently.

"Yeah, why not? I just promised to call Giulia later, but I think she can wait." You replied, making her finally breathe correctly and mentally apologizing to your national teammate.

When the training came to an end, you were immediately pulled in by Vicki and Viv. The blonde midfielder was about to join the Brazilian when she heard you call her.

"Hey Ke?" She turned around. "See you later?" She just grinned and nodded before the two Dutch dragged you away.

"What will happen later?" Gio asked, coming out of nowhere.

"Jeez, Gio, you can't scare me like that." The midfielder said after jumping from surprise.

"Sorry, but why did she say  see you later?" The striker asked again.

"I asked her to hang out after. You know, just to spend some time together, like for bonding time." The Danish said, but she couldn't hide her crimson cheeks.

Unaware of them, Alessia heard their conversation, and the English was about to say something until she was stopped by Leah. The blonde skipper just shook her head, and despite her grumbling, the striker just let it go.

Later this day, you were out with Kathrine, enjoying the city and learning more about each other. Even if you were in the club for a few years now, the Danish was still really recent there, and that meant you didn't know her as much as Leah or the others.

~~~~~

When you stopped at a coffee shop, you noticed a missed call from Giulia. You quickly texted your national teammate, but you didn't have time to shut down your phone until she replied back. Your distraction earned a weird look from the blonde girl in front of you.

"Who's this?" She asked, trying not to sound too intrusive.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's Giulia, but it's okay. I told her that I'll call her later." You replied.

The midfielder nodded, and suddenly a question popped into her mind. "Since when do you know each other?" She asked you.

"Almost all my life, I think." You replied. "Why?" You asked with a confused smile.

"Oh, nothing; it's just that you seem really close, so I was just curious." 

"Yeah. I see. I mean, it's totally okay to be curious. But yeah, I've known her since we were five, I think, so she's more like my sister than my best friend." 

The information made the midfielder internally smile more than she showed. She was about to ask more questions about you when your phone buzzed again, but this time your expression was not the same as when Giulia texted you.

"Are you okay?" Kathrine asked.

"Yeah, sorry." You apologized.

"Is something bad with Giulia?" 

"No, it's not her. It's Alessia." You replied and instantly put your phone back in your pocket.

"Is everything okay with her?" The Danish asked more interested this time. 

She wasn't a fool; she knew that something was happening or had been between you and the striker, but she didn't really find the confidence to ask.

"Yeah, just a long story." You tried to brush it off. "But let's not talk about that. There will be a movie night at Viv and Beth's this Friday; do you plan to go?" 

The midfielder clearly noted your attitude when you changed subjects but didn't want to push it. "It's a team bonding night, right? So yeah, I think I'll come." She replied and almost melted in her seat when you smiled.

"Cool, it will be cool." The two couldn't have to talk more before Gio and her boyfriend entered the coffee shop. And for the first time, Ke wished her friend was not there.

Of course, when you spotted the young forward, you invited them to sit with you, and she didn't refuse. The four of you talked for a moment until you had to go back home.

"So?" The striker asked immediately when you left the shop.

"What?" The midfielder replied.

"Oh, come on, you know what I mean." 

"Okay, she asked me if I planned to go to the team movie night, and we talked a little about Giulia and Alessia."

"What? Alessia? Why?" The Brazilian was now fully focused.

"Alessia texted Y/n and she didn't seem very excited about it. Something definitely happened between them, but she didn't want to talk about it." The Danish explained.

"We will have to dig it during movie night."

~~~~~

Back at home, you quickly got rid of your shoes, instantly crashed on your couch, and called your best friend.

"Okay, now you have time to talk?" Giulia said sarcastically after she picked up.

"Hi to you too." You joked, making the other German snort.

"Sorry, I just thought you would forget to call like you always do." 

"Hey, it's happened only a few times." You countered. "And it's not like I ditched you on purpose." You added.

For a moment, neither of you talked. The Bayern player knew that something was off, and when she understood that you didn't want to talk first, she took it in her hands.

"So? How was your date with your Danish girl?" The right-back asked, making you grumble.

"It was not a date." You said it firmly. "She just wanted to spend some time with me; I mean, it's okay, I do that with everyone."

"Everyone except one." Your best friend said making you mute again. "How are things with her, by the way?"

"She texted me. When I was Kathrine, she texted me, but I didn't reply." You explained.

"And you did well. Honestly, I don't know why you didn't accept the Bayern offer when it came to you after you learned she got transferred to Arsenal."

"Because Arsenal is like my second home." 

"Okay, but Germany is your first home. I am your first home. And don't get me wrong, she is a good player, but I can't imagine how you can stand with her every day." 

"Okay, first, it's not every day. It's only during training days. Second, Leah, Kim, and Lia make every thing possible to not let us alone in the same room for too long." You reassured your best friend.

"That's the same thing; as a professional footballer, we train almost all the week, which means you are almost a week near her. I really don't–"

"She came to talk with me today." You cut her off.

"What?!"

"Yeah, she wanted to be paired up for training, but I was already paired up with Kathrine. And surprisingly, she didn't complain about that."

"I hope she didn't try to talk with you after that."

"Don't worry, Vicki and Viv were there to pull me far away from her." 

"Please remind me to get them some gifts before Jill has to go back to the Netherlands." She joked, making you laugh almost immediately. "I need to go, but please be careful and stay away from her. And maybe you can start to hang out more with Kathrine."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at the group chat sometime."

"You always talk too much." 

"Just do it. Go back to after our game against Denmark. Now I really need to go. Bye and be careful."

"Always." You hung out and quickly opened the group chat.

~~~~~

In Germany, the defender sighed loudly after the call. This little action gained attention from some teammates.

"What's wrong?" Klara asked.

"Alessia can't let Y/n alone." She explained.

"Do we need to kick some ass?" Linda asked.

"What? Of course we need." Lea said.

"Wait, girls, calm down. We don't have to go that far. At least not now." Giulia said.

"Are you all crazy?" Klara genuinely asked. "You can't just fly to another country to beat someone." While all the girls in the changing room were agreeing with her, she added, "At least wait until we have to face them in the National League, so we will not have to pay for it." 

"Okay, girls, I don't know what you're talking about, but I think you need to stop right now." Lina said trying to calm them.

"We're talking about Y/n and Alessia." Giulia explained.

"Okay, now things are different. And Klara is not wrong." The ex-captain said.

"Lina!?" Jovana and Glodis called the midfielder at the same time.

"What? Nobody mess up with Y/n without consequences. Now let's go; we have training to do."

~~~~~

Friday night came more quickly than Kathrine expected. The Danish found herself on the couple's couch, waiting for the rest of the team to show up. After fifteen minutes of attempting to distract herself by talking with Frida and Noelle, you finally knocked on the door. When Beth opened the door, you didn't waste time giving a powerful hug to the striker.

"Our little sunshine is finally here." Sabrina said.

"You're the one who is talking? Look at you, please." You replied, making the whole team laugh.

After greeting everyone, it was finally the Danish's turn. She tried not to act weird and just opened her arms, waiting for you to hug her like always. This time, you were the one who malfunctioned for a moment.

Since your call with your best friend, you have seen what they were talking about in the group chat, and one of the topics was you and your Danish teammate.

Like the Danish team, your national teammates found it cute how the younger players looked at you. A lot of them knew about your recent drama and didn't say too much, but some of them were suggesting that maybe she could be the one who could help you heal from it.

And since then, this idea hasn't stopped running through your mind. You started to analyze every eye contact you made with the midfielder, and you started to notice the little changes. The light blush gradually turn into something more intense. The little talks that she made last longer.

Thankfully for Kathrine, you easily came back to your senses and finally hugged her. This one lasted a little longer than usual, but nobody really noticed that. Well, maybe Alessia did. And the glare she sent you definitely confirmed it. Sensing the little awkward change in the atmosphere, Viv asked you if you could help her with something in the kitchen, which you accepted immediately.

Followed by Vicki, you made your way to the kitchen out of the blonde eyeshot but near the Danish earshot.

"Please, can we not start this now?" You asked the striker.

"I don't want to start anything unless you find it necessary." She replied, gaining a confused look from her national teammate. "She slept with Alessia." Viv explained.

"It's not like that." You interfered.

"What do you mean it's not like that? Did you sleep with her, yes or no?" The tall Dutch asked.

"Yes, but we didn't just sleep together, okay?" 

"Okay, my bad, there was also a little relationship." She rolled her eyes.

"Wait, when?" Vicky asked.

"2021." You replied, "Until almost the end of the 21–22 season." You added.

"But why did you slip out?"

"Because our relationship was not really the best, and she broke my heart, so we just ended this." You explained this.

"She spent three days here, crying on the couch." Viv added.

"Okay, you don't have to say that. And I was broken at this moment, okay?" You tried to defend yourself.

"Okay, but right now I need to be sure that you don't end up doing something stupid tonight." 

"Like what?" You were a little offended by the lack of trust of your teammates. "And it's not like we can do anything stupid. I have Kim and Jen on my back every day to be sure it never happens again."

"I still need to be sure that nothing can happen. So you'll be assigned to the scandis tonight. I don't want you too far from one of them, and more importantly, I don't want you near her, okay?" At this moment, Viv was using her serious tone, and she would not tolerate any errors from you. You just gulped and nodded before she let you leave the kitchen.

On your way back to the living room, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.

You wanted to reply when you heard someone speaking.

G7: please don't do something stupid tonight, or I'll have to get the girls involved

You: what do you mean by "getting the girls involved" and how do you know what I'm doing right now? I didn't post anything anywhere.

G7: I have my connections 

G7: now have a good night and keep an eye on the little Danish 

"Hey, I think the movie is about to start." When you raised your head, you were found with Kathrine, who was visibly waiting for you.

"Uh, yeah, I'm sorry I'm coming."

[rhysdoesstuff]

My thoughts on TUTS Newsies!!!

It’s a long post folks, so here you go:

First of all, holy shit was that show good

Second of all, here are my thoughts about the show, in a mildly unordered manner-

During Carrying the Banner, the top part of Crutchies crutch broke off, so he spent the rest of the song, and a bit into the next scene hobbling around with the broken crutch until he could leave stage and get it fixed (they all did such a great job ignoring it) (I also feel it’s worth mentioning it got broken when Jack used it to beat up the Delaney Brothers)

When the Newsies found out the price of papes was raised, and were trying to figure that out, Wisel kept having to deal with Newsies moving towards the paper station, then backing away, and it was funny to watch him grow more and more frustrated with them all.

During one of the songs, Davey carried Les around on his shoulders for a bit and I loved it!

MEDDA. She is an absolute powerhouse of a singer and I love her. A very Very powerful voice, that I adore and love. Plus her outfits are phenomenal. I love them.

During That’s Rich, there was a man onstage watching it, and every time the name Frank was said, it was said to him, and he had such funny reactions to it all!! 

I don’t know if it was intentional, but when Kathrine went on her tangent about “Like someone said, "power tends to corrupt, and absolute power" she did a little voice, and it sounded a bit like Pulitzer, and now I headcannon Pulitzer saying that to her, and her using those words against him.

During the last few seconds of Santa Fe, as Jack is hitting that final amazing high note, the projection behind him turns from the dreary city streets to a bright and vibrant painting of Santa Fe and a sunset, and it was beautiful, but it was only there a few seconds before blackout and intermission. I loved it though.

Right before King of New York when Davey announced that they “launched the strike in a most auspicious manner” and no one cheers, there was one person who gave a little Hurrah, and that was Mr. Jacobi, who was walking offstage after dropping off the water. It had the audience laughing and I loved it.

Before the Watch What Happens reprise, when Davey asked Jack if what he is painting is Santa Fe, he says Santa Fe in a sing song voice, and he removes his hat as Jack does at the end of Santa Fe, and that was amazing to watch.

Jack, when he is painting during Watch What Happens Reprise, he puts on a red shirt over top of his undershirt. Then he leaves stage and that shirt is never seen again and I’m so confused at why it was there. I loved it, but then he was right back into the amazing blue shirt- so. Yeah.

THE FEMALE BRONX NEWSIE. We love her! I was able to track her through the show, she was in the other group Newsies numbers as well, and was doing an amazing job!

Also, Race. Let’s talk about Race. I absolutely loved him. He was so tall. Taller then everyone else (except maybe Davey, cause he was tall too, though I’m not sure as tall as Race)

In addition, I’m not sure if it was bad shadows, or intentional, but it kinda looked like Race had a black eye? Which would be in character. It’s probably my bad eyesight making it uncertain though. Also! Race’s elbows were all red after the fight. No other Newsies had as noticeable injuries. 

SPOT!!! SPOT AND ROMEO WERE PLAYED BY THE SAME PERSON. They did amazing with both characters, but I spent so long staring at Spot going, wasn’t that Romeo? Until I checked the program and went, Wait, that was actually Romeo! I’m not going insane!!

THE DANCING!!!! They had different choreo from Broadway which I loved. It was wonderful, I loved it so much, and everyone did such a good job. They were doing flips all over the place, and I’m not even sure what I saw half the time, but I know it was good.

The lighting was amazing, and I loved how it was used to set the energy level for each scene!! Also, the projections were beautiful, and paired wonderfully with the amazing set, which was rearrangeable!!!

Pulitzer had a really thick accent, which wasn’t fully New York. I can’t quite place what it was, but whatever it was, it was noticeable, and that made it funnier when Jack mimicked him at one point.

At the very end of the musical, when Jack buys papes and decides to stay, Kathrine buys papes too, and goes to celebrate with the Newsies, and someone puts a newsies hat on her head, which was adorable and which I loved.

[starrgrlll]

Fable

1. 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞𝐬

𝐅𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 • 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 • 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

Chapter 1 :

Summary:

JAMES POTTER, wanted Lily Evan's badly, ever since first year at the sorting ceremony. No matter how many gifts, efforts, and actions James tried to use, Lily wouldn't go out with James. Lilly was the only girl James would even look at as if she was the only girl in the world, which unknowingly had hurt one of his best friends. Y/n Nott was the fifth marauder but only until the beginning of third year when she disappeared without a goodbye.

Y/N NOTT has been in love with James Potter ever since their first year. To his silly pranks and beautiful smile that made her smile grow wide. Y/n and James were best friends, never seen without one or another, but that all came crumbling down when James obsession with the Evan's girl grew, overshadowing his own best friend. The final blow to their relationship was when he had chosen Lily over Y/n who had been by his side no matter what. Unable to face James in the upcoming year Y/n left Hogwarts, without saying goodbye.

Now Y/n is coming back to Hogwarts for her fifth year. Undoubtedly Y/n was excited to be back at Hogwarts, though that meant she'd have to see a certain boy.

Warnings:

Y/N IS A NOTT!!, y/n has she/ her pronouns and is known as a girl. Mental abuse, semi panic attacks, and sad thoughts.

Lmk if there’s anymore.

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 loudness of platforms 9 and 3/4 filled Y/n Nott's ears, so many people, young witches and wizards were excited for the upcoming school year, and parents who are saddened by the departure of their children.

Y/n Nott couldn't help but feel the excitement coursing through her veins, imagining her upcoming years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, hopefully making a bunch of friends and being free.

Freedom was something Y/n yearned for, freedom from her father's expectations, and the freedom of being a young witch with her friends.

That is if she makes any.

While caught up in her thoughts Y/n felt a strong and harsh grip on her shoulders, one she was sure would leave a few bruises on her shoulders the next morning.

Atticus Nott leaned down towards his daughter's ear. "Remember child, should I hear a word of you acting out of line or matter of factly, if I get any letter from anyone that is not your weekly check-ins you know what will be waiting for you at home."

Y/n's blood ran cold, fear gripping her body intensely. "Yes Father, I will not disappoint you." Her voice wavered as if the thought alone closed her throat, looking up at her father with shining hopeful eyes. In return, Y/n got a hum of approval and a pat on the head.

Y/n felt herself subconsciously leaning into her father's hand seeking the warmth in his hand, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Atticus left without another glance at his daughter, walking towards his son. Y/n's twin, Tiberius was the star in their father's eye. The child that he was proud of, his only son.

Y/n sometimes wonders if she had been a boy as well would she get the same kind of love Tiberius gets? Was it that because she was born a girl that made her so below her older brother?

Y/n attention was shifted when she heard Kathrine Nott bend down in front of her.

Looking at her mom who looked at her daughter's identical Y/ec eyes that reflected her own, Kathrine couldn't hold in her sobs anymore.

Pulling her youngest daughter into her arms. "My precious girl, I hope you know how proud I am of you, you're growing so fast."

Kathrine Nott tightened her hold on her daughter. " I love you so much, my darling girl." Pulling back Kathrine looked at her daughter one last time and stood back.

Y/n looked at her mom, with tears going down her cheeks. " I love you too Mom."

With that Kathrine motions for her kids to head to the train, before grabbing her husband's hand and apparating away.

Y/n ran ahead of her brother who stopped to talk with Malfoy.

A whole new adventure awaits her.

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༒🝮⇝Hogwarts Express ⇜🝮༒

The whistle of the Hogwarts Express pierced the air, loud and commanding, as the train hissed with steam. Y/n hesitated to step onto the train.

Around her, students were rushing to board, laughing and shouting goodbyes to their families. She could feel her chest tighten as she glanced back, half-hoping her parents might still be there.

But her father was gone, his sharp words still echoing in her ears. Her mother's tearful smile was the last thing she had seen before they Disapparated.

"Come on, Y/n!" Tiberius's voice cut through her thoughts. Her twin was already several steps ahead, his head held high and his shoulder back as if he owned the platform. He didn't even glance back to check if she was following.

Y/n shook off the hesitation and forced herself forward, her heart thudding as she climbed onto the train.

Inside, the narrow corridor buzzed with energy—students leaned out of compartments to call to friends, luggage rattled as the train hummed with life, and the mingled scent of polished wood and train smoke filled the air.

She tried to follow her brother but he left her behind.

Now, she was alone and trying to find somewhere to go, glancing into compartments as she passed.

Some were already full, others were occupied by groups of older students who didn't even spare her a glance.

For a moment, panic fluttered in her chest. Where do I sit? What if I don't belong anywhere?

The panic started to consume Y/n's chest, her breathing becoming labored as she walked through the lengthy brown hall of compartments.

The sounds of laughter echoed through the halls following her every step she made, as if it was ghost haunting her.

Reaching the other side of the train, Y/n noticed an empty compartment. Sliding open the doors, the scent of newly waxed seats. Sliding the doors open and walking in. Y/n couldn't help but feel the dread fill her stomach. "Well, Y/nn another year by yourself it seems."

She muttered to herself as she sat down, and pulled out something that was sticking out of her robe pocket, something that wasn't there earlier.

Y/n sat in the corner of an empty compartment, staring out at the blur of the countryside as the Hogwarts Express sped forward.

The hum of excitement from the other students outside her door felt distant like a world she wasn't part of.

When she put her hands in the pockets of her robes there was something in her pockets.

It was a letter from her mother, with tears gathering in Y/n's eyes she ripped open the envelope.

My Dearest girl,

By the time you read this, you'll be on your way to Hogwarts, starting a new chapter of your life. I can hardly believe how quickly the years have flown by—my little girl, now a young witch heading off to find her path.

I know you've been feeling uncertain about what lies ahead, and I wish more than anything that I could be there to guide you.

But remember this, my love: you are braver than you realize, smarter than you give yourself credit for, and kinder than most people will ever understand.

Hogwarts will bring challenges, but it will also give you the freedom to grow into the person you're meant to be.

Don't let anyone make you feel small or unworthy, Y/n. You have a strength in you that even your father cannot see, and I hope you never let it fade.

If the days feel lonely or the world seems against you, know that you are never truly alone.

I will always be proud of you, no matter what house you're sorted into, no matter the mistakes you might make, and no matter where your journey takes you.

Keep this letter close, and when you need it most, I hope it reminds you of my love. You are my bright star, Y/n, and you always will be.

With all my love,

Mum

Her mother's handwriting was delicate but steady, every word written with care. As her eyes moved over the words, Y/n felt the tightness in her chest grow and the tears dripping down her cheeks.

"You are braver than you realize, smarter than you give yourself credit for..."

The words blurred as more tears welled up in her eyes. Y/n sniffed and quickly wiped her cheeks, glancing toward the door to make sure no one had seen her.

The last thing she needed was to be caught crying before the school year had even started.

"I will always be proud of you, no matter what house you're sorted into..."

Her fingers tightened around the parchment. It was hard to imagine anyone being proud of her—her father certainly wasn't.

He never would be, not as long as Tiberius stood by his side, casting a shadow over her. But her mother's words felt different. Genuine.

And for a moment, Y/n allowed herself to believe them.

Folding the letter carefully, she tucked it into the pocket of her robes.

The heaviness in her chest lingered, but the words had kindled a small spark of warmth. She would keep this letter with her, a quiet reminder that someone believed in her, even when she couldn't believe in herself.

Y/n sighed, leaning her head against the cool glass of the window. Maybe it was better this way—alone.

At least she wouldn't have to explain herself or pretend she was fine.

The train chugged forward, and for the first time, the excitement she had felt earlier seemed to dim.

Hogwarts felt far away, and home felt even farther.

The door to the compartment slid open suddenly, startling her.

Y/n quickly wiped her face again and straightened her posture, trying to look composed.

"Hey," a boy said, leaning casually against the doorframe. His untidy black hair was an absolute mess, and his brown eyes sparkled with an easy confidence. He looked around, taking in the empty seats before glancing at her. "This seat taken?"

Y/n hesitated, unsure how to respond. But before she could say anything, the boy glanced at her tear-streaked face, his grin faltering.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a concerned tone, stepping inside the compartment quickly without another thought and sitting next to Y/n.

Y/n blinked, startled by his presence. She quickly straightened up, brushing her hands over her robes as if that might make her seem less... lost.

"I'm fine," she said clearing her throat.

The boy didn't move.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly, studying her with a kind of curiosity that made her uncomfortable.

"You don't look fine," he said bluntly, though his tone wasn't unkind. "You've been sitting in here all by yourself since we left the station."

Y/n frowned, feeling the prick of defensiveness rise in her chest. "Maybe I like being alone."

He smirked at that, crossing his arms.

"C'mon, no one likes being alone." Titled his head teasingly. "I'm James, by the way. James Potter."

"Y/n Nott," she replied reluctantly.

James turned in his seat, facing her. "So, Y/n Nott," he began with a grin that suggested trouble, "does being a Nott mean you've got some ancient family rulebook tucked away in your trunk? You know, something like: 'Chapter One—How to Scowl Properly at strangers'?"

Y/n blinked at him, momentarily stunned by the cheeky question.

"What?" she said, half-offended, half-amused.

James chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. "I'm just saying—you Slytherin pureblood families all seem so serious. Do they make you practice looking intimidating before you come to school?"

He straightened his posture dramatically and furrowed his brow, his voice dropping into a mock-serious tone.

"Never smile in public, and always maintain perfect posture, or you'll disgrace the family name.'"

Despite herself, Y/n felt a laugh bubbling up. She quickly bit her lip to suppress it, trying to appear unimpressed. "I don't have a rulebook, and I don't scowl," she replied, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

James raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "No rulebook? Shame. I was hoping to borrow it—might come in handy for when I have to get us out of trouble in the future."

He leaned forward slightly, his brown eyes twinkling with mischief. "But if you did have one, it'd probably have my name on the 'Avoid At All Costs' list, wouldn't it?"

Y/n couldn't help it anymore—she laughed, shaking her head. "You're ridiculous," she said, the weight in her chest easing just a little.

"Ridiculously charming," James corrected with a wink, fixing his glasses. "See? I knew I could get you to smile. You're not as scary as you look."

She rolled her eyes, but the smile lingered. "And you're not as funny as you think you are."

"Ouch. Harsh," James replied, clutching his chest in mock offense and falling back as if she wounded him. "But I'll win you over eventually, Y/n. Just you wait."

Y/n's smile fell quickly, going silent, the tightness in her chest constricted James seemed to catch the change in her demeanor.

Instead of pressing further, he layed across the seat and propped his legs across Y/n's legs.

Y/n stared at him, unsure what to make of this bold boy who had barged into her lonely solitude.

"Why?" she asked suspiciously. "Why do you care?"

James shrugged, his grin softening into something more genuine.

"Dunno. Just seemed like the right thing to do. Besides, we're all new here. Figure we might as well stick together, yeah?"

His words caught her off guard.

She hadn't expected anyone to reach out to her, let alone someone who seemed so at ease with himself.

For a moment, she considered brushing him off, retreating into the safety of her solitude.

But something about the warmth in his voice, the way he didn't seem to care about her family name or her guarded demeanor, made her hesitate.

"Thanks," she said quietly.

James grinned again, leaning back in his seat. "No problem. So, Y/n Nott, what are you most excited about at Hogwarts?"

The question was simple, but it caught her off guard. No one had asked her that before—not in a way that felt genuine.

She hesitated, then said,

"Freedom."

James raised an eyebrow and grinned.

"Freedom, huh? That's a good one. But just so you know, the professors might not feel the same way about letting us run wild."

A small smile tugged at the corner of Y/n's mouth. "I'll keep that in mind."

A comfortable silence came over the compartment, Y/n feeling lighter and happier, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Y/n was just beginning to relax when the door to the compartment slid open yet again.

She glanced up, It was a boy who entered and held an effortless confidence about him. His long dark hair framed his face, and his gray eyes sparkled with something both mischievous and guarded.

He looked around the empty seats, then at James, then finally at Y/n. Y/n recognized the boy, he was a boy who stood by his mother's side who held a tight grip on his shoulder, not letting him play with the other kids at the pure blood balls that were held annually.

"Mind if I sit here?" he asked, though he didn't wait for an answer before dropping into the seat across from Y/n. He stretched out his legs.

James raised an eyebrow, an amused smile playing on his lips. "Bit forward, aren't you?"

The boy smirked, completely unfazed. "You didn't say no."

Y/n stayed quiet, watching the exchange. An amused smile stretched onto her face, the boy was certainly a character that's for sure.

"I'm Sirius," the boy said finally, leaning back casually. "Sirius Black."

James's eyes widened slightly. "Black? As in the Black family?"

Sirius's smirk faltered for a moment, but he recovered quickly. "Yeah, what of it?" he said, his tone daring James to make something of it.

James grinned, leaning forward.

"Just didn't expect someone from that lot to look so... normal. Aren't you supposed to have, I don't know, robes made of dragonhide and a permanent scowl or something?" His tone was teasing.

"Well, I hate to disappoint," Sirius said dryly, "but I left my dragonhide robes at home. Decided to try blending in for once."

James snorted. "Blending in, sure. You just barged into this compartment like you owned the place."

Sirius grinned again, leaning forward. "And yet here I am. You didn't kick me out, did you?"

Y/n, who had been quietly observing the banter, decided to speak up.

"If you two are done sizing each other up, maybe we can talk like normal people?"

Both boys turned to her, surprised. Then Sirius chuckled. "Fair enough. And who are you, then?"

"Y/n Nott," she said, crossing her arms over her lap.

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "A Nott, huh? Well, now I know why you seemed familiar, you were always at the pureblood balls.

Honestly, seeing you here is unexpected. I didn't think I'd be running into another one of the 'esteemed' pureblood families so soon."

"Don't lump me in with all that," Y/n said quickly, her tone sharp, and glared at the wavy-haired boy.

Sirius looked at her for a moment, then gave her a small nod. "Fair-,"

Sirius was interrupted by the compartment door sliding open again, and this time, a boy stood hesitantly in the doorway.

He was a tall boy, taller than Sirius and James, with light brown hair and light scars on his face.

There was something cautious about him, the way he lingered just beyond the threshold with his hand still on the doorframe.

"Sorry," the boy mumbled, his voice soft. "I didn't realize this compartment was full. I can—"

"You can sit," Y/n interrupted before he could finish, giving him a warm smile. Something that surprised even herself.

The boy blinked, looking surprised. "Are you sure? I don't want to—"

"Sit," Y/n said firmly, offering him a warm smile. She gestured to the spot next to Sirius. "There's plenty of room."

Sirius raised an eyebrow but scooted over to make space, his curiosity piqued. The boy smiled and stepped inside settling into the seat.

He kept a book clutched tightly to his chest, as though it was something important to him.

"I'm Remus Lupin," he said glancing around at the others.

"James Potter," James said, leaning forward with a wide grin. "It's nice to meet you."

"Sirius Black," Sirius added, his tone casual but his sharp gray eyes studying the new arrival with interest.

"Y/n Nott," she said, her voice warmer than before.

Remus nodded, his shoulders relaxing ever so slightly. "Nice to meet you all."

"So, what's your story, Remus?" Sirius asked, leaning back in his seat with an air of nonchalance. "You look like you've got something to hide."

Remus stiffened, his grip tightening on his bag and eyes narrowing onto Sirius. "I have no—"

"Sirius, quit, don't scare him off," Y/n said sharply, shooting Sirius a look.

"What? I'm just curious!" Sirius replied, holding up his hands in mock innocence.

Remus gave Y/n a grateful glance before clearing his throat. "I'm just... me, like everyone else. Nothing special."

James grinned, clearly eager to steer the conversation in a lighter direction.

"Well, you've landed in the right compartment. We're all 'nothing special,' apparently. Except for Sirius, who thinks he's the best thing since self-stirring cauldrons."

Sirius smirked. "I am the best thing since self-stirring cauldrons, Potter."

Remus chuckled softly, the tension in his posture easing further.

Y/n leaned back, satisfied that the boy seemed more comfortable now. "Don't mind them," she said to Remus. "They're harmless. Hopefully."

"Hey!" James and Sirius protested in unison, though their grins betrayed their amusement.

Remus smiled, a genuine one this time, and Y/n felt a small flicker of pride. She wasn't sure what had made her want to step in, but she was glad she had.

As the train continued its journey, the conversation flowed more easily, with the four of them exchanging stories, jokes, and guesses about what awaited them at Hogwarts. And for the first time, Y/n felt like she might just fit in after all.

James leaned back, his smile wide. "Looks like we've got quite the crowd here. A Nott, a Black, A lupin, and a Potter. Sounds like the start of a bad joke."

Sirius smirked. "Yeah? And what's the punchline?"

"We'll find out soon enough," James said, crossing his arms with a smile.

The train rocked gently as it picked up speed, and the three of them settled into an easy rhythm of conversation. For the first time since boarding, Y/n felt herself relaxing. Maybe this was what freedom could feel like—a chance to start fresh, away from the weight of expectations and family names.

And maybe, just maybe, she had found her first real friends.

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A SPEAK'S:

So if you see the name Estella, or any other warning that need to be added into this let me know! This is also written on Wattpad so please let me know!

I’m open to any constructive criticism DO NOT BE MEAN!

I hope you enjoy lovely readers!

[imaginefan]

Blackmail

Damon Salvatore X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 776

Requested: Anon

Request: You're sneaking around dating Damon, but Katherine finds out and tries to black mail you into threatening to tell everyone. (I'm not sure where else to go with this other that that) one shot.

You and Damon had been dating for a little while now and despite everything, people were still finding it hard to trust him, you didn’t blame them you were the same before he started trying to prove himself to you, since then he had saved you on many occasions and has not lied either (as far as you know). Damon was the one who had asked you to keep the relationship a secret, he said that he wanted you to get to know him for who he was and for the rest of your friends to learn to trust him on their own merit, some might have called you naive but you wanted to give him a chance.

Kathrine had become the new problem for you and your friends and while you were trying to stay out of the way given the fact that you were human she still managed to find you when you were on your own, it was one of the rare occasions that Damon hadn’t decided to meet you. “There you are!” You assumed that she was trying to pretend to be Elena but you had seen her already and even without having seen her this morning you would have known that she wasn’t Elena. “What do you want?” You asked. “You know who I am?” She asked. “I know that you're not Elena.” You said as you got out everything that you needed to start studying. “Alright then we can get down to the good stuff.” She smirked as she sat down at the table folding her hands together as she looked at you, “I know about you and Damon.” She said with a smirked and you looked at her for a second before going back to your notes. “Okay…” You mumbled as you started jotting down the things that were worth studying as you waited for her to speak again. “I’ll tell them.” She said as she leaned on her hand, you looked up at her again and shrugged. “What do you get from that?” You asked. “Well nothing apart from hurting you, but if you want me to keep the secret all you need to do is be my little spy.” She said and shook your head. “Go ahead and tell them, I never wanted to keep this a secret.” You answered, she looked at you for a second before sighing. “I really thought that was going to work, you're human so I have to be careful about where I hurt you otherwise they’ll all be asking questions.” She murmured more to herself than anyone else as she stood up and walked around the table to stand next to your chair. “I guess you can play off a broken arm.” She reached out to grab your arm but before she could come into contact with you someone else grabbed her. “Don’t even think about it.” You recognised the voice as Damon's; he pushed her away as he put himself between you and Katherine. “Damon, why are you ruining my fun?” She asked “I thought she was just your human toy… Surely you can still play with her if she’s a little broken?” “Get away from her.” Damon said again and this time she tutted before turning and walking away.

Damon turned to you once she was gone crouching and taking your face in his hands “are you okay?” He asked, looking over your face and hands for injuries. “Damon, someone's going to see Jeremy and Matt work here.” You reminded him. “I don’t care, answer me are you okay?” He asked drawing your attention back to him, you nodded once and he let out a breath. “What did she want?” “She wanted me to work as her spy, she probably thought that because I was human I’d be the easiest to manipulate but she tried blackmail first.” You explained. “What?” He asked. “She’s probably going to tell the others about us, I don’t know how she found out but she did.” You shrugged. “Don’t worry I’ll find a way to fix it.” He promised and you pulled back to catch his eye. “I’m not worried.” You said, his eyes shifted across your face as if trying to find a tell that you were lying and when he didn’t find anything he nodded. “Then we’ll deal with it.” Damon said as you nodded, he started grabbing all of your stuff and putting it in your bag. “What are you doing?” You asked. “You're coming back to the boarding house, you can study there.” He said. “Fine.” You said as he took your bag and followed you out of the door.

Requests and general question!

[mouser-is-a-goober]

newsies modern au but they’re all band kids.

what instruments i think (some) of them would play (only some cause idk if i’ll remember everyone) (under cut)

jack kelly: he would play the trumpet, he js gives off the vibes of playing trumpet—he would be in marching band and in one of the concert bands but not jazz band.

davey jacobs: he would play piano, (in jazz band,) and he would’ve already played piano before he joined band so, yeah. i also feel like he could play some sort of string instrument? like not guitar but one of the ones in orchestra, im not sure which though.

kathrine plumber: she would not be in band but be in orchestra and play violin because joe thinks it’s like an instrument for smart people or sum shit and made her chose it. does she like it? somewhat. would she rather play a different instrument? probably.

racetrack higgins: he wouldve originally played percussion but after awhile he decided he didnt really like it and jack told him to switch to trumpet so they could be “trumpet buddies.” (one of my friends came up with this one.) he would be in marching band and some sort of concert band (same one as jack probably)

albert dasilva (praying i spelt his last name right): he would play percussion, he would’ve tried out of jazz band but didn’t get into jazz band so just ended up in a concert band, and maybe also marching band.

spot conlon: they (using they/them cause uksies) would play percussion, and would only be in marching band.

crutchie morris: he would play clarinet or bass clarinet, he would be in one of the concert bands (i feel like all of the newsies in one of the concert bands would be in the same one,) and maybe jazz band.

anyway that’s all i’m doing rn, might do like a pt.2 later maybe?? idk

-a band kid

[malka-lisitsa]

Damon: compels Caroline's fear of him being a vampire away to have her not react negatively to him feeding from her and having sex with her

Katherine: compels Stefan's fear of her being a vampire away to have him not react negatively to her feeding from him and having sex with him

not my post / words but i found this and you know katherine's character so i wanted to come to you and ask if is this true?

Ok since YOU didn't write that and are just asking about it I'll be 50% less aggressive about it.

But the person who wrote that has the situational reading skills of a toddler.

Those two situations are so far apart in motivations and outcomes.

First of all Damon didnt love Caroline he was using her as a feed bag and a little torture sex doll. He didn't compel her fear away he compelled her to shut up. He wanted her afraid. He didn't care she was horrified the whole time. He did not care if he got caught in that situation it would have messed up his plan but he would have just killed Liz too. Damons motivations for compelling Caroline were malicious he wanted to use her and he wanted her to suffer through it. We didn't hear Damon's command but I'm sure it was worded something like "Just accept it." No comfort no release of fear. Just enough to keep her complacent while he has his fun with her.

If people would pay attention Katherine is VERY SPECIFIC with her wording. Katherine isn't stupid she's tactical and said exactly what she needed to. WORDING MATTERS.

She didn't make him a toy. Katherine compelled him out of a panic attack as a survival tactic. Katherine compelled him to keep her secret. She didnt add any extra emotions never took away his ability to say no to anything he just couldnt out her. She never even specifically used the word love. She said it didnt change how he felt about her. Which meant anything there after was there before.

Katherine's motivations were not malicious because she loved him and she was VERY careful about balancing her safety with his feelings. NO I am not saying it was right I am not saying he has no right to be upset that she took his ability to out her away that was a loss of control on his part. Compelling ANYONE will always be a violation of free will- ALWAYS.

But to boil Katherine down to having the same motivations as Damon is -17 IQ level comprehension.

Kathrine didnt even feed off them all that much, if you notice she was still hunting. Which means her boys were NOT a sustainable food source for her. She wasn't using them as feed bags she was tasting their blood as a bond. AND SHE HADN'T EVEN BITTEN STEFAN TILL AFTER HE SAID HE LOVED HER AND SHE TOLD HIM HER SECRET. PLUS her trysts with him declined after the compelling you can tell because she ELUDES to there having been some absence of her while shes telling him why she went back the night everything got fucked up to tell him goodbye.

No you can not compare Katherine's actions to Damons and to boil it down to what's written up there is so far from reality I have to conclude it was written by someone whos only ever seen just those 30 second clips each.

Wording matters. Intention matters.

Damon wanted a sex doll

Katherine wanted to stay and protect her boys (why she had Stefan drink her blood ICoE which actually worked out how it was intended to)

They are not even remotely the same.

[nicolewoo]

King Roman: Part 6: Prominade

Pairing: King Roman Reigns X Reader

Warnings: None

I was reading a letter from my lady Elizabeth, who had stayed home to manage the house. “It seems that during a celebration, Theo Sumpter and Charles Roddleton got in a scrap. Broke Theo’s nose and Charles’ finger.”

Katherine huffed disapprovingly. “Those two need to learn to hold their drink. I assume they are regretting it today.”

George laughed and moved a chess piece on the board between he and Katherine. “Aha! I believe that is Check Mate lady Katherine.”

“Ahhhh, I believe you are correct.” She laid her King down. “Well played George. Well played.”

“Thank you for the game.” George answered. “Would you enjoy a game, Lady Buckland?”

George was truly the most skilled player. “I think you and the King would be well paired. He is said to be quite skilled at chess.”

George laughed, “I’ve heard tell of his skills, My Lady. It would be a dream to play against him.”

It was a preposterous idea…. A driver playing chess against a king, and yet, this king was different. This king didn’t mind eating with my ladies and my driver. Would he enjoy a game of chess with George?

“My lady,” Agnus said, “The rains have ceased. Shall we explore the gardens?” Agnus loved them and asked me to go walking through them every day.

I smiled at her, “Of course, Agnus. Fetch my cloak.”

The skies had cleared, and the ground was still damp, but the garden was occupied by quite a few nobles, each hoping to see and be seen. I, on the other hand, simply wanted to appease Agnus, but now that we were here, the mixture of wet forest and sweet floral aromas mixed decadently.

These gardens really were impressive, and I stopped our progress to smell some white roses.

“My Lady!” Katherine chided me. “Proper ladies do not bend over to smell the flowers!”

I stood again. “I’m sorry Katherine. It just seems odd to me to plant a garden and not enjoy the aromas.”

“You may enjoy the aromas when the flowers have been put in a vase and properly displayed.” She reminded me. “Then you would not have to bend.”

We walked in silence for a few seconds. My eyes drank in the intricate details of the garden when a commotion started. Each noble looking in the same direction, whispering excitedly. Young ladies adjusted their dresses, their hair, the perfect angle of their lacy fans as mothers and fathers whispered instructions to their daughters.

I knew before I even turned. I could feel his presence. A long line of people walked behind him, each waiting to be of service to the King on command. The king looked over a scroll, stopping in his tracks at the entrance to the garden to read it; as if he wanted to finish reading before being seen by the nobles.

Finally, he rolled up the scroll and handed it to a priest beside him. The two exchanged some words, and the priest bowed and left the group, heading back into the castle. The King scanned the garden, taking note of who was there. He smiled wide when he saw me and whispered to a page who turned my direction and started our way.

“My lady!” Agnus began excitedly, but Katherine took her hand.

“All is well child. Steady your nerves.” Kathrine said, but I could see a slight tremble in Katherine’s hands too.

The page couldn’t have been older than 10 years old. “My Lady,” he said. “The King requests your company.”

I nodded at the page, “Thank you young man.” He seemed shocked that I answered him. “Would you guide me?” I asked.

He stammered a bit “Ye… uh… Yes My Lady.” He quickly turned to his task.

“Lady Buckland, Your Highness.” The page didn’t stammer this time, which meant he was comfortable talking to The King. A good sign that the King treated the young man well.

The King dismissed the page with a nod. “Lady Buckland” After I curtsied, he smiled warmly at me. “I’d heard there was pure beauty in the garden today. I see I was properly informed.”

Can one feel as if they are melting? Or falling? Or…… Being in the favor of The King …. Knowing that smile was for me……. There weren’t words that could describe the feeling. “Thank you Your Highness.” I said.

“Good afternoon Katherine, George and” He stopped, prompting me to answer.

“This is my lady Agnus.” I offered.

“Good day.” He bowed and smiled at Agnus who blushed and curtsied again nervously.

“Walk with me Lady Buckland.” He gestured to the path and we started walking.

“Sire?” I started. “Is it wise to show me favor over the other available ladies?” I half whispered.

His laugh bellowed out loud. “You sound like the Queen Mother.” He teased.

“What a barb!” I answered, and we both laughed.

“What brings you to the gardens today Sire?” I prompted.

He inhaled deeply, bending over to smell a pink tulip. “I came to enjoy the flowers. Smell this one.” He held the flower’s stem gently between two fingers for me to sniff. I couldn’t help looking at Katherine before bending deep and enjoying the aroma.

“Lovely, Your Highness.” I answered as I stood.

“I needed a change of view.” He responded to my question. Then, bending close to my ear, he whispered, “My troubles seem to follow me though.” He looked to the crowd following behind him.

I couldn’t help but laugh, “I can see that, Your Highness.”

“I wonder if I could ask your advice on some issues as we promenade.”  He turned to one of the men following him and held his hand out. The man handed him a scroll. Opening the scroll, he realized he wanted to set it down to show me, but there was no table. He turned slightly, finding a well-trimmed hedge and placing the scroll on it like a table. “I’ve had news from the East that our pigs are getting sick.”

“Sick with what ailment?” I asked, and looked at the scroll, which had the symptoms listed on it. The lesions first appear as dark spots on the skin, which spread and become flaky, with a greasy feel.

“It is said they have lesions.” He replied.

“We know this illness quite well, Your Majesty. We call it Greasy Pig.” I answered. “Tis a simple enough treatment. They must isolate the infected swine and nurse it back to health.”

“That sounds innocuous.” He answered. “I shall get the information to our traveling troupe and send them to help.” He smiled down at me as he rolled the scroll back up and handed it back to the men behind him. He handed the scroll to the wrong man, which wasn’t surprising since he was looking at me. I resisted the urge to laugh as the men behind him handed the scroll to the right man.

“And now, I haven’t shown you favor, my lady. You’ve assisted the crown with an issue.” He smirked.

Indeed, it was true. I had indeed helped, but that was just a play for the others around us. Now that it was finished, the King indicated the path in front of us, and we began walking again. He signaled to the group behind them to go back to the castle. Henry shooed the group away and stayed behind the King.

The King was surprisingly well schooled in florals; easily pointing out this flower and that. Sometimes telling me where it originated. We talked of the flowers, of crops, of animals, of what the traveling troupe was doing around the lands.

“But what do you like to do when you’re not helping your people?” The King asked. “I know you to be fond of archery. What else do you enjoy?”

I smiled shyly, looking at the flowers by my side. “Reading, Sire. My father cultivated a love of reading in me.”

“And what do you read?” He arched an eyebrow down at me.

“Books of theology. Books of art. Books of history, and stories of heroics and love. I looked up at him again, “My interests are varied, Sire.”

He smiled, “I envy you, Lady Buckland. I no longer have time to read for pleasure, since I have become King.”

“Do you enjoy reading too, Sire?” I smiled.

The King was tall and broad and intimidating to many, but as he bowed his head slightly, speaking softly to me, I couldn’t find any intimidation in me. He seemed so soft and kind to me. “I used to enjoy it. What else do you enjoy?”

I thought for a second, “Dancing, Sire. I enjoy dancing.”

“And yet, you’ve yet to make an appearance in the great hall. We have dancing nearly every evening, Lady Buckland, and I do believe you promised me a dance that I’ve yet to receive.” He teased.

“Your Majesty, I will happily grant you a dance, but must it be in the Great Hall, in front of your subjects?”

He paused, turning to me, “I would like it to be.”

“Sire? Does that matter?” I questioned.

“It does. It matters greatly to me.” I didn’t ask the question why, but it hung in the air.

“It matters to me because I’ve chosen my new queen, and I’d like to announce it soon.”

The news was like an arrow hitting my heart and rending it in pieces. He’d chosen someone. I knew he would, but not this soon. It wasn’t until just then I realized how much I’d come to value my time with the King. “I’m happy to hear that Sire. What lovely lady has won your heart?”

He tilted his head and smiled. “Do you not know, My Lady?”

My jaw dropped. “Sire?”

“It has always been you, Lady Buckland. Since I first laid eyes on you, you’ve captured my heart. You’ve impressed me with your piety, your knowledge, your kindness. You’ve helped me make my subjects’ lives better.” He took my hand, holding it up to his lips. “You’ve made me a better man and a better King already. Please do me the honor of being my Queen.”

I heard my ladies gasp.

“Sire,” I stopped, trying to think clearly, but as he kissed my knuckles, I felt myself melt.

“I have loved you since you first chided my group on the King’s Road, My Lady.” He stepped closer and I smelled him. Leather and spice and wet wood. It was a heady combination.

“But I….” I tried to clear my head. I wanted this man. I wanted to love him, to marry him, but I didn’t want to be Queen. “Must I? Queen I mean….” I stuttered again, “I never had ambitions to be Queen.”

“Shhh.” He kissed my hand again. “We can worry about all of that later.” His stare was hypnotic. “Please, marry me. Let us spend our lives together. I will devote myself to you, My Lady. I will make you happy every day for the rest of your life.” My head was spinning.  When I didn’t answer, he urged me, “Y/N, Please! Marry me. Let it be that simple. We can handle everything that may come in the future, as long as we are together. Please!”

It was crazy, but I wanted him. I needed him, and he was correct. I could handle anything if he stood by my side. “Together?” I asked.

He smiled back, hopefully. “Together.”

I laughed as I pushed away all my concerns and focused on him. “Yes, Your Majesty. Yes.” He leaned in to kiss me, but Henry and Katherine both called out to stop us.

He inhaled sharply. “My apologies.” He smiled. “I almost got carried away.” He looked around now, and I followed suit, and was pleased to find almost nobody in the garden anymore. The courtiers must have tired of waiting for his attention. Or possibly, they were all getting dressed for tonight’s dinner. Either way, we were nearly alone. There was a young couple playing with their children. They were paying us no heed. An older couple smiled kindly at us. I was quite certain they knew what was happening. 

Seeing we were basically alone the king leaned in and kissed my forehead. “Thank you, My Lady.” He stood back up, his smile somehow more beautiful than the flowers around us. “Tonight we shall dance together finally, and I will announce my choice.”

I was quite certain the people attending tonight’s dinner would not be happy. Most of them would be quite angry indeed. Many angry with me, but I also understood that if I was going to rule them, I’d have to appear strong.

“Lord Ackerman.” The King nodded as the older couple neared. “Lady Ackerman.”

“Your Majesty” He said as they both bowed. “Tis a lovely day, is it not?” The knowing smile on the Lord’s face confirmed that he knew the King had chosen me.

“The loveliest day indeed.” The king answered. “Have you met Lady Buckland?”

“Not personally Sire, but it is a pleasure.” Lord Ackerman nodded slightly toward me.

“My pleasure.” I said.  

Lady Ackerman said, “We were great admirers of your parents, Lady Buckland. It’s an honor to meet their daughter.”

“The honor is mine.” I nodded at her. “My parents spoke fondly of you both” I admitted.

“Why have we not seen you in the Great Hall, Lady Buckland?” Lord Ackerman asked. “We thought you had not come to the castle.”

I wasn’t sure what to say. Admitting my disdain for the nobles would be rude; especially to a couple my parents respected. Fortunately, The King answered. “She will be attending tonight’s festivities. I hope I can count on your presence also?”

“Of course, Sire.” They both answered at the same time. “Wouldn’t miss it.” Lord Ackerman added.

“Then we shall see you soon.”

“Indeed. We should prepare ourselves for dinner then.” Lord Ackerman said.

The King nodded at the couple, and I followed suit. They bowed and murmured “Your Majesty, My Lady.” As they left.

We resumed walking in silence, both of us smiling like giddy schoolchildren. After a minute, he leaned in to smell a red rose, and held the stem still so I could also smell it. Just as I did, a bee flew out of the flower, and I jumped. We both started laughing. I wanted to touch him, to hold his hand, to lean against him.

Charles cleared his throat before saying, “Your Majesty.” We turned to look at him. “I’m sorry for the interruption, but The King is due to meet with Cardinal Lewis in a few minutes time.”

The King inhaled deep. “My dear,” He turned to me taking my hands again, and Charles guided my attendants slightly away from us. “You have made me the happiest man alive today. I know we have much to talk about, but I must…..” I motioned toward the castle.

“Be King?” I teased.

“Indeed.” He laughed. “But I will see you very soon?” He asked and prodded “In the Great Hall?”

“Yes, Sire.” I answered.

He took a step closer to me, towering over me. “Soon.” He was gone in an instant, Charles scampering after him.

Katherine, Agnus, George and I stood there staring at each other until we were fairly certain he couldn’t hear us. “My Lady!” Agnus started and Katherine shushed her wanting another minute to be certain.

“My Lady?” Katherine finally said.

“My Lady?” George asked. “Are you really going to be….” The last word fell away as if it wasn’t believable enough to exist.

“Queen?” I asked and they all nodded.

“I….. I don’t’ know…. I…. What did I just do?” I felt as if I’d awakened from a dream; as if the last 20 minutes hadn’t happened.

Katherine and Agnus were by my side in a second, Gorge following behind, each steadying me with a hand.

Katherine answered, “You just agreed to marry the man you love. That is all.”

“That is all? That is all? But it tis not all? I just agreed to marry The King!” I felt faint, leaning into their hands as the weight of it hit me.

“Let’s to the bench.” George said as he guided me to the nearby wooden resting spot.

Katherine and Agnus squatted in front of me, soothing me with promises that it would be alright. It would be ok. I shall have a happy life with my husband.

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