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A Perfect Gift

Summary: Last minute Christmas shopping with Tim, and you can't decide what to get him. (Tim Drake x reader)

Word Count: 1.8K

Notes: Interesting posting schedule coming up- so be warned! I can't believe I didn't write more for Tim in Angstober?? Guess I'm gonna have to write him some unseasonal angst in the future.

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"Come on, surely you know what to get them." You laugh at Tim as you walk along the streets of the shopping district in Gotham, hands interlocked and swinging gently. He puffs out his cheeks, shaking his head defeatedly. "I do not. That's why you're here." he argues.

"Why don't you try getting them something they don't have? Something useful?"

"Babe. They're Waynes. There is not a single thing here that they need or haven't already bought themselves." he points out with a sigh, his blue eyes flicking over the boutique mannequins as you walk past.

You hum. "That's true." you say as you reach a hand out to pick some snow from his hair, the soft white powder beginning to fall from the sky once again. It had snowed earlier in the day, leaving everything in a blanket of white, but in true Gotham fashion it had turned to brown icy sludge within hours. "It just means that we need to find something that they didn't know they needed."

With a tug on his hand, you pull him into a store, bell ringing softly as you entered the warm display room. Little did Tim know that you were looking for something for him as well. He had been teasing you since the start of the month, saying that he had already picked out something for you and that you were going to love it. You had responded almost immediately, competitive and determined to get him an equally good, if not better, gift. However now it was only a few days before Christmas, and you were still empty handed. Not only that, but it was also going to be your first Christmas with the Waynes. Your family had decided to have a location Christmas, opting to try out a warmer Christmas for once and escape the cold grasp of Gotham. You had been invited, but who could refuse spending a Christmas with Tim?

You caught a glimpse of him from the corner of your eye, studying his expression. He was chewing his lip between his teeth, eyes scanning the store anxiously. It was almost like you could hear the gears in his head turning, trying to scan for something that his brothers and sisters would like. You decide it's time to strike, pulling him in further with you.

"See anything you like?"

His eyes flick to you, but he only hums low in his throat. "I don't think Jason would like anything here. Dick might, but I don't know his sizes. And that watch over there," he points to one in a display. "I was going to get Bruce that, but Duke said he already got it for him. If we check the women's I might find something for Steph or Babs, Cass would probably not like anything from that section, it's not really her style. Oh, but Stephanie will probably get offended if I pick clothes and get it wrong, so definitely not that-"

You sigh as he rambles, the stress in his eyes resurfacing. You try to trace the store where he looks, hoping to catch sight of something that he looks at for more than three seconds.

The first store is a bust for you both, and you venture back into the cold.

You always had trouble with giving Tim gifts. Really, what could you buy for the son of a billionaire who had everything he could ever want? It seemed like the amount of trouble Tim was having with his family was the exact same issue you were having with him. You let out a sigh, anxiety building in your chest.

When you and Tim had first met, you weren't even sure if he liked you. You were study partners in university, who weren't even taking the same classes. Was sharing the same table at the same time in the library considered a first date? You couldn't even call it the talking stage, considering the library was pin silent at all times. If anything, the talking was done through small smiles and tiny nods. His first present to you had been before you had even been dating.

You had rocked up to the library for the new semester to pick up your textbooks and pay off the balance for it, only for the librarian to tell you that someone by the last name 'Drake' had come in earlier to pay for his and your own. Shocked you had piled them into your arms, not knowing who your mysterious donor was until you saw the sticky notes and familiar scribble on top. "Hope to see you around again this semester- Tim Drake.'

You had dated shortly into the new semester, and since then he had been the perfect gift giver. Six-month anniversary he got you an engraved tag pendant with the names of your close family members that lived outside of Gotham, after you had told him how you wished you could see them more. In comparison you had saved up for a watch that cost you around $200, and you had been really proud of it.

Yet that was crushed the first time you went to his place, and you saw the watch box of luxury timepieces, all engraved with nice messages. Most of them were from Bruce, but there was a nicely worn one (clearly a favourite) signed off by Alfred. Since then, you had felt this low embarrassment whenever he wore the watch you gave him. Despite your gentle protests he never took it off, even if it didn't go with his outfit that night or glinted garishly in the flash of the paparazzi camera. So, this time, you wanted something perfect.

As the evening drew on you had managed to help him get the perfect gifts for everyone, his arms slowly filling with shopping bags. You had suggested getting Haley something and gifting to Dick, so you had gone to a pet boutique and bought a new black and blue collar, with a sturdy lead to match knowing how strong she could be at times. You couldn't help but throw a scarf in there for her too.

Damian (who Tim was begrudging to get a gift for but still didn't want to leave him out) received some treats for Titus alongside a set of new sketching pencils since the youngest Wayne had been running out, yet too busy as Robin to refill them just yet. You both had taken a decent amount of time trying to remember what brand he liked, knowing that there would be a barbed backhanded comment coming your way if you didn't get the right ones.

Jason got a new leather satchel that would fit nicely on his bike and was weather proofed. You didn't expect more than a gruff thanks aimed in your direction, considering his aloofness (you weren't sure if he wasn't a fan of you in particular or if he was just uncomfortable being in the manor in general). But you snuck a notebook in there when Tim wasn't looking, hoping to win over the gruff brother.

'For when you have late stakeouts' you had written on the front, signing your name after. 'So, you can put down your writing, so you don't forget it.'

Duke got a new box of booster packs for the card game he was collecting, and thankfully your university friend let you know that the new series had just landed, meaning there was a good chance that Duke hadn't gotten his hands on it yet. Cass was given a year's membership to the Gotham City Art Gallery, which also allowed her to go late at night with fewer members of the public if she wanted a quieter experience. Steph and Barbara got given gift packs from the spa they often visited together, as well as a bottomless brunch in the new year at their favourite cafe. Alfred had been tricky, but you suggested a new tea set for his personal use. It was simple, white with very little flourishes, but you had gotten his name printed in fine gold on the teacups. Something that belonged only to him.

Then it had been trying to find something for Bruce himself. You had gotten stuck with that yourself. The most you had been able to do was settle for a nice handwritten card from the both of you, alongside a vintage bottle of port. Bruce could buy that himself a thousand times over if he wished, but it was the thought that counted, right?

Despite the thoughts that 'counted', you were still lost on what to get Tim for Christmas. You had run through everything in your mind, and everything he looked at. Yet his face was mostly indifferent as he focused on shopping for everyone else, making it near impossible for you to gauge his interest in things. Finally, as you were headed back to the pick-up spot so he could call Alfred, you dug your heels into the pavement. He bounced back lightly, your joined hands stopping him from going any further.

"Are you okay?" he asks, bags bouncing in his arms.

"What do you want for Christmas?" you ask bluntly. The stress was reaching its peak, surprising him be damned. You don't know you could face the embarrassment in front of everyone if you got him something that he didn't like. Tim tilts his head, eyebrows pinching together.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," you take a deep breath. "What do you want? there's not much I can give you that you can’t get yourself, or that the others aren't going to give you. So, what's one thing that I can give you that others can't?"

He takes a moment before putting the bags down on the ground and giving you a soft smile. He wraps his arms around your waist, tugging you lightly. "You."

your heart thuds at the proximity and the tenderness in his voice, his eyes searching yours. "And not in that way. I just want to spend Christmas with you. Make that house feel more like a home. Make the manor a little less haunted. That's all I could ever ask from you, silly."

he bumps his forehead against yours, making you chuckle breathily. His lips graze across yours lightly, but before you could lean forward there was a honk of Alfred arriving.

Tim pulls back, leaning down to grab half of the bags while you grabbed the others. "Come on," he gestures with a tilt of his head. "You can join us for dinner. Alfred makes the best Sunday roast."

As you watched him slide into the car, the ball of worry dissipated in your chest. You settled on a gift for him.

If home is what he wanted, then surely a locket of you two would be a portable sanctuary.

[seramilla]

May I propose that for a fun twist, that when Vaggie goes dress shopping with her mamá and hermanas she tries every single thing but the white just gives her the ick reminding her of Heaven a bit too much. So Carmilla picks out something unconventional for her. A red and black wedding dress…one that has a slit going up to her thigh that shows off the black lacey wedding garter.

Before meeting Charlie, the thought of "marriage" and "Vaggie" in the same sentence had never computed in Vaggie's mind. Even when she and Charlie had started dating, she hadn't been sure marriage was in the stars for her. It seemed like something other people did, but not her. But then Charlie had proposed to her, and Vaggie's entire outlook had been turned on its head. Vaggie had of course said yes, and now it's up to her to figure out what that means for herself.

The only problem is, Vaggie has no idea how to plan for a wedding, or what to even wear, for that matter. She's never been to one, and has no idea what the ceremony even entails. Thankfully, she now has a mother who had been married at one point when she was alive, and two older sisters more than willing to provide an...age-appropriate opinion, so that Carmilla doesn't get carried away, as mothers are often wont to do.

Don't get her wrong, Vaggie values Carmilla's opinion...she just thinks Odette and Clara might provide some much-needed...perspective. Carmilla was married a long time ago...and times have changed since then.

Case in point: Carmilla is old-school, and drags Vaggie, who is very nearly on the verge of puking, through a boutique stacked floor to ceiling with the most gaudy white and white-adjacent wedding gowns Vaggie thinks she's ever seen. Carmilla says it's tradition, and just the way things are usually done. White has been the color of choice for brides for generations of women -- mostly for reasons like tradition, symbolism, personal preference, and just carrying down the same outfits from generation to generation.

The only problem is, Vaggie hates white. Hates it. It reminds her of Heaven and empty platitudes and purity culture and asshole nobles who had called her and the other Exorcists "ruffians" for not embracing the typical snow-white and pastel attire adorned by almost everyone else up there.

Vaggie tries on a few white and lighter-colored dresses, because she loves Carmilla, and a part of her really wants Carmilla's approval in this. But after about the fourth or fifth one, she can feel the bile creeping up the back of her throat at the thought of trying on another. When Carmilla tries to shove the next dress into her arms, Vaggie puts her foot down.

"Mama!" Vaggie huffs, pushing the next dress away. "Look...I really appreciate you wanting to help me, but I just don't like any of this stuff. Isn't there something that doesn't make me look so...angelic?"

"Give it up, Mama," Clara says, doing her best not to laugh at Carmilla's "How-Dare-You!" expression. Odette covers her mouth in amusement, also trying not to laugh. The overlord is simply doing her best...but Carmilla can be a little overbearing when it comes to shopping with her daughters. She has very strong opinions. Odette and Clara had tried to warn Vaggie beforehand, but the fallen angel is clearly discovering it now.

Carmilla sighs heavily. "All right. What colors do you want?"

Vaggie twiddles her fingers. It's a little embarrassing...but ever since meeting Charlie, the red aesthetic just does it for her. They both wear it so often at the hotel, that it's just become a part of her outfit rotation. She mentions to Carmilla, "Something red?"

Carmilla, "Hmmms" under her breath, looking around the store until something catches her eye. She then drags Clara and Odette along with her, as if to gauge their opinion on whatever she's found. A few minutes later, her mother and sisters return with a few different pieces. Carmilla likes one in particular more than the others...but again, Odette and Clara override her, saying there's way too many sequins and lace, and it's not flattering on Vaggie at all. They make their own suggestions, taking Vaggie's preferences into consideration.

Ultimately, Vaggie settles on a gorgeous red wedding dress, with black around the bust and inner lining, and a slit going up the side to expose a black lace garter underneath. Vaggie blushes to herself, just knowing instinctively Charlie will love it. Charlie loves red on her. She makes a mental note to help Charlie find a sexy red suit to match.

Odette and Clara go on the hunt for some matching accessories, and Vaggie honestly just wants to hug the two of them. Carmilla means well...and she did manage to find a pair of banger shoes to go along with the dress...but her sisters had really stepped up for her, in more ways than one. All in all, the family works together to make this process as enjoyable as possible, and come away with something that Vaggie, and Charlie, will appreciate for the rest of their lives.

Vaggie decides that even though she isn't much of a shopper, it's nice to be able to spend time together as a family like this. Even with all the little quirks and annoyances that go along with it. She will take the good and the bad. Because it's all part and parcel of finally having what she's always wanted most -- people who love her.

[jadeshifting]

🫀 SHIFTMAS

day 14. WHAT’S YOUR DR CHRISTMAS SHOPPING SPREE LIKE? do you wander through twinkling markets, sipping mulled wine and picking out thoughtful gifts? or are you hitting luxurious boutiques, wrapping up extravagant surprises? 

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★⋆. — the holiday shopping spree kicks off like a Black Friday fever dream—except with much better outfits and zero elbow-throwing

★⋆. — accompanied by Pansy, Millicent, Astoria, and Daphne, i strut into Diagon Alley armed with galleons, a vague gift list, and zero restraint

★⋆. — first stop? Twilfitt and Tattings, where we swipe cashmere scarves for Theo, dragon-hide gloves for Mattheo, and emerald-studded cufflinks for Draco—though i “accidentally” add a velvet cloak with silver embroidery to my own pile

★⋆. — Pansy spots an enchanted clutch that whispers compliments to its owner and grabs one for herself and Daphne, who immediately starts testing its sass

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★⋆. — Madam Primpernelle’s is our next stop, where we pick up up monogrammed skincare sets for Millicent’s mum and stumble across a perfume so intoxicating that i splurge on a bottle “for my mother,” but everyone knows it’s for my own vanity table

★⋆. — Millicent, ever the practical one, snags charmed self-heating teacups for her cousins

★⋆. — Astoria picks up delicate moonstone earrings for her sister and a rose quartz charm for her favorite professor

★⋆. — Daphne? she’s busy commissioning custom quills in every color imaginable at Scribbulus, slipping in a glittering emerald pen for herself because why not?

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★⋆. — Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor has been decked out with garlands, so naturally, it’s our lunch break locale

★⋆. — we sip hot chocolate topped with glittering peppermint shavings and nibble on spiced ginger cookies while debating whether to brave the chaos of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes

★⋆. — (spoiler: we do, and walk out with a bag of prank sweets we’ll 100% regret later)

★⋆. — i splurge on a tiny enchanted snow globe at a hidden Knockturn Alley shop—it’s said to predict your future snowfall, which feels too chic not to buy

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★⋆. — by the time the day winds down, Daphne’s heels are clicking slower, Pansy’s arms are full of satin gift bags, and i’m sipping on a frothy peppermint cream latte while we recap our “selfless” gift haul

★⋆. — naturally, there’s a consensus to head back tomorrow for more “last-minute things”—because, really, what’s Christmas without a little excess?

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[avampyone]

Prompt #25: Aesthete

Characters: Arazul and Cecilia De'fleur, mention of Jacques

Synopsis: The siblings speak of art and eternity.

Setting: Sharlayan, Archon's design.

Warning - None.

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The brightness of the sun blazing overhead gave cause to relief Sharalyan of the icy chill and any remaining patches of snow that dusted the grass. Despite the wonderful weather, Dr Arazul would have been content to remain locked away in his study when he found a new sort of focus to center his thoughts upon.

In several distillation experiments, he finally processed alcohol that should boost the drinker’s immune system and help to prevent oncoming illness. Yet, the doctor pondered if there was a way to strengthen the effects and see how much medicine could be brought to its highest potential.

Arazul’s plans were soon thwarted by an unexpected visit by his sister, Cecilia, who thoughtfully packed him breakfast and informed him since their father and mother were away that he would be accompanying her with her shopping to find a new dress for the upcoming Studium ball. In truth, he recognized he needed a small break from his research and made no complaints to the diversion.

A few hours later after visiting several boutiques, Arazul initially thought of carrying all her packages home but realized there were far too many to do so and opted to have them sent back. He himself took the opportunity to buy a new coat or two. On the way back, he noticed that it happened to be the first opening of the Art club’s new exhibition for the season. Naturally, Cecilia’s expression remained thoroughly puzzled by him of all people to make such a suggestion.

The heart of the truth was that Arazul was a devoted lover of art even if he would never admit it out loud. Nor would he admit any details of him making frequent visits here when time afforded him such a luxury. Artists were not so very different from himself he found – continuously working to perfect their craft and rather passionate.

At the entrance, Arazul passed the professor staffing the table at the front a small pouch of gil for the admission fee to go inside. They both walked slowly side by side with Cecilia pointing now and then usually at an abstract picture of a moogle and other such creatures that caught her eye.

He paused to stare with hooded eyes at one particular painting that outlined the evening sun slowly setting beyond the sea’s horizon. This was all painted in various hues of red that traveled down ultimately into the waving crimson sea below.

Noting the locks of gold a few shades darker than his own from the corner of his eye, the doctor thought to turn away as if to show no interest but Cecilia was too perceptive for that, “Oh! Is this one your favorite, brother? To think of it, your jackets are all various shades of red too. Surprising you do not choose something more austere – like our father prefers to wear.”

“Are you serious...? Our father dresses more modestly than even a priest would. He would think even a single glance at a piece of art to be a waste of precious time. Considering that, it would be in our best interests if you told them nothing of our visit here today.” Arazul’s tone lowered to the end like he wished no one to hear. Their father had many friends around after all.

Cecilia lifted her hand to her lips to cover her soft chuckle and nodded all too happily at the thought, “Of course! You know he scolded me right before they left on their journey for buying a treat at the market. Hmm, I guess that would be why you kept your fondness for art a secret ..What do you like about it?” Her eyes that were a deep emerald green like their mother’s own glanced between him and the painting in pure curiosity.

Arazul glanced down from the painting, his hand slowly curling into a fist at his side in the barest hint of anxiety – he had never had to explain this before since no one had ever asked him, “For me, art is the only thing that possesses a sense of longevity on this star.”

His gloved hands beckoned out to the pieces on display, all of them a moment set forever in time, “All of these pieces will continue to exist long after all of us are gone, you know? Their creators leaving a piece of themselves – their vision as if immortalizing themselves in their creations…”

With a tilt to her head, Cecilia hummed thoughtfully before she suddenly entwined her arms about the many books-likely romance novels against her chest with a dreamy giggle, “That is where you are wrong, brother! I’ve read fables about them. Beautiful ashkin roaming the night, living for an eternity! Ahh, just imagine it- A lovely count or countess inviting you to their castle to greet with a bouquet of roses and dancing!” Her voice peaked with a little squeal and clap of her hands at the thought of the romantic gesture.

Arazul barked out a bit of laughter, shaking his head at his sister. It was clear she was reading some new material, “Quite imaginative, Cecilia. If they are anything like the stories I’ve read, they would rather dine on our necks than aim any of their ill-conceived romantic notions at us. If they exist at all...” He waved his hand dismissively when he began to turn to make his way to the next painting to view.

“Arazul! Come now, why must you ruin everything...”

[yzeltia]

Closer to You

Chapter 8 Characters: Natsu Obinata, Fuyu'li cen Zwhan, Claudien, Y'zel Tia, Varshahn, Jannie Eyradoux Rating: T for Teen Notes: Unsure if this needed a tag, but there is a scene where Natsu will Echo off Claudien and his perception of Y'zel in the wake of being intimate together. Thank you @driftward for the mechanics pass and dealing with my walnuttery

The trip to Old Sharlayan was mostly silent. Jannie able to use aetheryte, had left them to travel on their own, the Elezen trusting Natsu to keep Fuyu'li under a watchful eye. This hadn't gone entirely without incident. They argued about Fuyu'li continuing to wear his Garlean garb until Natsu finally convinced him to at least store his coat. Otherwise, any attempt at conversation quickly was put to rest, Natsu still not ready to forgive her friend. 

Docked in the harbor, the two exited the boat, Fuyu'li shivering as snow flurried about them. “I would very much liked to have had my coat for this weather,” he chattered before letting out a gasp as he looked up to the statue of Thaliak in awe.

“We will find you a coat. Miss Tataru has a boutique here,” Natsu said, looking around for Jannie as they moved onto the busy plaza.

Not having much luck finding Jannie, the two found themselves at the Last Stand, tiding themselves over with a much needed warm meal as they waited. As they ate, Fuyu'li raved over their Garlean cuisine, not seeming to notice Natsu was still uninterested in engaging with him, the girl picking at a mound of mashed popotos until decidedly interrupting him with her thoughts. “What did you mean I have no one precious to me?”

Fuyu'li blinked, setting down his fork as he tilted his head, “If you meant when we were having our disagreement I-”

“There was no disagreement. You were just wrong,” Natsu interrupted sharply.

“Right, ah…Well, I…mostly said it in the heat of the moment.”

“Well, it didn't come from nowhere,” Natsu sulked.

Fuyu’li hung his head. “Well, I mostly said it to hurt you. To make you stop trying to get in my way,” he admitted before shaking his head, “It is just that you said that you’ve got no one to miss you. Our journey here together was for you to find a connection to your past…I had the impression that I was your first and only friend.”

Natsu recoiled a little, not meeting Fuyu’li’s searching gaze. She shivered a little before looking out toward the sea, “I think, at the time, you were. Maybe still are. I’ve met so many nice people and yet I was so preoccupied with finding my brother I haven’t really made the time to connect. Especially after you just disappeared…”

“I shouldn’t have done that. I should have went to find you. If I hadn’t been fooled you wouldn’t have been left alone…”

“It worked out,” Natsu said before cutting into her potatoes with her knife and fork only to realize the fruitlessness of the action.

Fuyu’li snickered a bit, followed by Natsu joining in, starting to laugh. The jovial moment was brief, but seemed to lighten the tension enough for the latter to start opening up, telling her friend about finding a lead on her brother, and that lead bringing her to Gage Acquisitions. She told of him of Leonnioux’s kindness and what had sent her on the journey that brought them back together.

“The imposter…killed someone,” Fuyu’li asked in a small voice.

“Yes, they did,” Natsu answered.

“Oh Natsu. I’m so sorry. I didn’t…I’m such a fool,” he said in a near whisper.

“It’s not like you killed him,” Natsu said before, “Besides, now that we’re together I can make sure you stay out of trouble this time. After I find Violet and the others, we can go back to Thavnair and see your master and his sister.”

Fuyu’li brightened up, “Really!?”

“Yes, assuming at the end of this you don’t find yourself behind bars or worse.”

The Miqo’te gulped, then hung his head while Natsu straightened up and started to eat. As she started to eat properly, she caught the gaze of a man staring at her from afar, a tall Hyur with golden hair and fiery-orange eyes. Cautiously she returned to her meal, avoiding looking back toward him until Fuyu’li offered a “Hello” as the stranger arrived at the edge of their table.

“Hello,” the man said, looking down at them both, trying to catch the girl’s attention, “Are you Natsu Obinata by chance?”

Dropping her fork, Natsu looked up then wiped her mouth with a napkin politely. “I”m sorry, have we met,” she asked, weary of the stranger.

“We’ve shared correspondence. I’m Claudien, Y’zel’s partner…er, that sounds too formal, and I think lover might sound too sordid. Boyfriend though seems to not have the gravity of our situation though,” the man said, getting lost in his answer before shaking his head, “Sorry. That’s neither here nor there. I spotted you from afar and your friend here’s blue coloring in his ears and tail were as you’d described in your letters.”

“You wrote about me,” Fuyu’li asked.

“Yes, I briefly wrote about you worried you’d gotten yourself lost before I settled on being angry about being abandoned,” Natsu answered before looking at Claudien as he joined them at their table, “It’s good to find a friendly face here. We’ve been waiting on our friend, but she hasn’t come.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. If you need a place to stay I have an apartment you’re welcome to. Y’zel hasn’t come around lately though, if you’re hoping to run into him. I’ve left him notes on the matter but he hasn’t left me anything more than well wishes. To be honest, the only reason I know he’s been home are the little notes. I imagine his work has been keeping him busy and of course he has to check in on Leonnioux and then Ioh does his surprise outings,” Claudien mused before frowning as Natsu suddenly put her hand over her mouth and recoiled, “Did I say something wrong?”

“It’s just that…have you not heard?” Natsu asked, “Leon he…he was murdered.”

Claudien froze, staring at Natsu before looking off into space. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. I found the body.”

The man pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling a bit before shaking whatever he was feeling off. “Does Y’zel know? No, you would have said if you’d found him. I need to find him. Leon…he was a good friend and…this couldn’t come at a worse time…I need to find Y’zel. I have to be the one to tell him.”

Natsu frowned, watching the other’s eyes start to water a bit as he became rather distracted, looking around the Last Stand in a bit of a panic. Reaching out, she gently rubbed his forearm, “We have reason to believe he already knows. I have the Echo and saw Y’zel find his body.”

Claudien stiffened a bit, putting his hand over Natsu’s as he got control of his breathing, “How long ago was this?”

“Well, it was five days by boat to arrive, and before that two days before we departed, so I suppose just a week.”

“A week…that’s when…,” Claudien trailed before suddenly standing up, “You know my apartment number from our letters, correct? There is a hidden key on the doorframe. You and your friend are welcome there, and I will find you later.”

Natsu shook her head, “Wait. What is it? Can we help? Is it about my brother?”

“I’m not exactly at liberty to discuss it, but I’ll tell you more this evening if my inquiries do not forestall me.”

Natsu shook her head, pulling off her glove to grab the other’s hand. “I need to know about my brother,” she cried out before finding herself slipping into the Echo.

Her heart was racing. If it were not for the papers she’d yet to grade, she’d had long doused the candle for relief from the heat, sweating bare chested at her desk. Laid out on the bench beside her, her love laid wrapped up in her lab coat, the Miqo’te practically swimming in it as his breath labored. Her free hand stroked lightly up his pale thigh, occasionally stealing glances as he played with a strange dark stone, ignoring every attempt at conversation she’d started. Since he’d returned from helping pull his friend from the void, Y’zel had seemed to struggle to hear yet had not admitted to having any hearing loss. With all challenges, she felt she needed to test her hypothesis.

“Today I saw your cousin Y’shtola walking stark naked through the promenade by the Last Stand to serve Ser Vauban a single cup of tea,” she stated, ensuring she spoke plainly with her timbered voice, though did not look at him when she spoke. 

Y’zel didn’t so much as flick an ear in acknowledgement. She turned to face him, letting her hand slide up to pat his stomach to get his attention.

“Mmm. Is something wrrrong,” Y’zel asked, tail flicking to curl around her wrist, flicking his ears in her direction.

“Clearly. Either I’ve put you in a state of absolute euphoria to the point of you losing your senses or you’re suffering acute hearing loss from your reckless aether bleeding and have been using your Echo to compensate for it,” she accused, having noted the other’s ears often flitted toward whoever was speaking to him as of late.

Y’zel looked away, ear folding to stay open toward her, “How did you know?”

“Little things. I have to get your attention by looking directly at you and you’ve been looking more at my lips lately than my eyes. The way your ears move and that when I was whispering into them earlier you didn’t respond beyond moans,” she sighed.

Y’zel pulled at the coat around him then sat up, setting the stone on the desk as he scoot forward, closing the distance between them, “Yes. It’s as you say. I projected my Echo and it seems it came with a price.”

“Zel,” she felt herself coo, rubbing her large hand over the other’s cheek.

“I’d ask that you not mention this to anyone else for now. I’m unsure if this is something I will have to learn to with. Things come in and out, though I’m unsure if it’s just reflexively relying on my power.”

“You need to see a chirurgeon.”

“No. I’m in enough trouble as it is of late. For now, let this stay between us,” Y’zel asked, lowering his ears at he let his blue eyes lift into her gaze. 

She felt his lithe frame press against him, the other giving her a soft kiss. She knew all too well this was his way of getting his way, and she was helpless to resist, putting her arm around his waist to pull him against her strong body.

“If this persists I will make you get help. Perhaps from that Bishop fellow. He seems like the sort to make you think twice about risking your well being after a round with him,” she warned, letting the other leave him to wash up in his sink.

“Where are you off too,” she asked, sighing and getting up from her paperwork to follow the other, turning his chin to face him, “I asked where are you off to?”

“A scholar is inquiring about my work. She wanted me to meet her to discuss it.”

She frowned, watching the other dress as anxiety started to build up within her. She’d reviewed the small publication of his, and though the other had swayed her to believe that their souls were forever linked, he was unsure how well the greater scholarly public might take it. The notion of somehow being incomplete with the shards of their soul scattered amid other realms, it left her ill at ease. She’d never felt like something was missing. Her life was happy and full. “I wish you would have given your draft more time to sit.”

Y’zel scowled and brushed past him, “It’s well documented. You told me to go out and prove my theory and I did. How can you still doubt my findings when you lived the phenomenon itself? Does Erichtonious in you not yearn for the Praxithius in me?”

“Yes, I feel him within me; however, he is not me. I am me. And if we are so star crossed explain Leonnioux? Do you say you love me more because we are cosmically aligned,” she asked before covering her mouth.

Y’zel flicked his tail, eyes narrowing, “You are my primary.”

“But can you say you love me more than him?”

She watched as her lover folded her ears, holding himself for a moment. Her heart raced, an intrusive thought suddenly screaming for him to say yes; but she shook it off as always. Leonnioux was a friend after all and made Y’zel happy.

“Of course I can’t. I love you both…and you’re both…”

“Special in our own way? The gravitation and romance of being a fragment someone else within me who loved a fragment of someone else within you. Leonnioux’s and yours angsty childhood romance. You’ve got your playful rogue too.”

Y’zel remained quiet a moment, biting his lip, “And yet…at one time or another we have all appeared in proximity to one another. They might have not been pat lovers but appeared in other shards alongside me none-the less.”

“And that cannot be a beautiful coincidence? Maybe we are drawn to the people we’ve shared connections with in the past; however, it’s dangerous to call it destiny and imply our lives are incomplete without those missing pieces of a world long forgotten. Anyone that has clung to it has lost themselves and brought others down with them.”

“I’m not clinging to anything but you and my friends.”

She felt herself swallow, the other’s gaze intense. She knew he meant it. “And that scares me as much as it delights me,” she whispered, pulling the other’s wrist up to kiss it, “After Ser Vauban and myself had our respective incidents…I fear you’d set the world afrost should another loved one find themselves in peril. Look how far you went.”

With that, she rubbed Y’zel’s white aether bleached locks between his fingers as she made her point. The Miqo’te purred as she leaned down to kiss his neck. Her body started to heat up again, feeling the need to have him just one more time only to be left wanting as he squirmed free.

“I resent that everyone seems to think I’m on the brink of an apocalyptic meltdown. Speaking of which. I’m thinking you shouldn’t leave your fancy new paperweight out where idle hands can play with it,” Y’zel said, huffing and turning away from her to gather his things.

Sighing, she let him go and returned to the table to pick up the rock and return it to the cabinet he stored it in, setting it on a shelf marked “The Heart of Sabik. She shuddered a bit as she read the name, not wanting to think of what it had wrought him. Wanting to say goodbye, she turned then found Y’zel gone.

“Natsu!? Natsu!?”

She winced as her name was yelled out by Claudien and Fuyu’li. Opening her eyes, she found herself propped up against Claudien’s thigh, he hand squeezing his hand and on the ground. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to…find out more.”

“There would have been plenty of time for that later. You nearly gave me a heart attack,” Claudien breathed out.

Natsu moved, standing on her own before grabbing her glove and slipping it back on. She flushed, having intruded on such a tender moment between her brother and his partner. “I’ll be fine. I’m sorry to keep you. Go check on what you need to and we’ll meet you at your house later.”

Claudien gave a little nod, though seemed to hesitate before taking his leave. Fuyu’li frowned, putting his hand on Natsu’s shoulder, “Are you really okay?”

“I think so…Hey, Fuyu’li…those people you took. They had special gifts like me. Why didn’t you come after me,” she asked, sitting back down to take a rather large drink of water.

The Miqo’te thought for a moment, “I didn’t think to. I wasn’t sure what my master, rather the imposter, wished to do with them. It made sense though as we gathered them. Mikoto could see into the future to help find his sister and the other seemed to be able to open void gates. We’d determined that the dreams they manifested were less dreams and more dipping into places like the void and bringing about things that are connected to a person in some way. Violet then could commune with the dead..I guess I was doing a lot of mental legwork, I didn’t think being able to walk around in someone else’s skin would be pertinent.”

Natsu nodded, “And when studying those people…those with the Echo. Was everything they saw pertinent?”

Fuyu’li nodded, “Yes. It often provided them clarity or an answer. Sometimes people felt that it could misguide them about a situation, but everyone reported to feel that their visions had a purpose and meaning.”

“Then…what is the Heart of-”

“Fuyu’li,” a voice called out with a light Thavnarian accent.

Natsu and her friend’s attention turned toward the voice, finding Jannie wandering up with a tall Auri man in teal garb. She tilted her head, finding the man bearing a striking resemblance to Fuyu’li’s young master. The latter seemed to notice too, seeming to faint back into his chair from shock.

[mamirhodessxox]

Hey There Delilah (Part 11)

(This chapter is more so on the shorter end since I have a little bit of writers block right now for HTD but I promise part 12 will be more in depth!!)

Cody Rhodes x Fem OC!Reader

(Delilah Jones)

Storyline: Delilah was born and raised by the beach in L.A and grew up in a home where her parents expected her to go to Harvard & become a well known woman who marry’s a man who is a lawyer after high school. But that’s not what she wanted, She always wanted to own a boutique/flower shop & she did, once her parents discovered she wouldn’t attend college they left her to fend for herself but allowed her little sister Kinsley to visit or sleep over whenever, Her little sister always had an eye for WWE but Delilah never understood why but little did either of them know one of Delilah’s customers would become well acquainted. (Creds to @alyyaanna for helping me w the storyline)

Contents: Toxic parents, Angst, Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Based in May 2023, Alcohol, Violence, Corruption Kink, Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Crying Kink, Hand Kink, Praise Kink, Fingering, Smutty smut, Brief mention of Cockwarming.

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Cody had made sure to clear his schedule for the entirety of December & get everything over with in all of November as much as he possibly could. He went in and out of town for multiple WWE events and promos but once November was over he was a free man until at-least February. Delilah spent her free time running the shop & even hiring employees to keep the shop held down for the days she couldn’t be there & she was more than glad because she had just discovered Cody would be taking her & the friend group up to Aspen Colorado for the entirety of December.

For weeks on end they all prepared packed & planned things to put on the to do list. It had been a very busy November & once December rolled by the group was already in their rented out cabin in Aspen. This would be their 2nd day & absolutely none of them were prepared for the amount of snow they were seeing. Cody & Lilah were dead asleep in their bed for most of the morning wrapped up in each others embrace.

That was until Lilah & Cody started hearing clatter downstairs in the kitchen causing him to flop his arm over his face sighing out in frustration & then hearing Mira yell at seth “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR WAKING UP EVERYBODY!” Seth yelled back “YOUR WAKING UP EVERYBODY JUST AS MUCH AS I AM BY SCREAMING SHIT HEAD, YOU CAN’T EVEN MAKE WAFFLES PROPERLY.” “NEITHER CAN YOU DUMBASS?” Lilah groaned out in exhaustion but Cody immediately got out of bed & put his boxers on followed with pajama pants once he heard Seth scream after Mira threw a metal bowl at him. Cody hustled downstairs dragging the both of them out of the kitchen whispering “Both of you shut the fuck up it’s 5 in the fucking morning, Lilah is trying to sleep & your screaming like fucking children.” He scolded while Mira sat crossing her arms before he went back upstairs undressing himself and crawling back in bed huffing “Fucking morons.” He muttered against Delilah’s bare shoulder while she giggled before closing her eyes enjoying the moment.

Cody breathed into the crook of her neck before placing kisses against her shoulders “g’morning baby.” She smiled at his tired voice and rolled over to face him & lazily kiss him while his hands explored her body “Goodmorning handsome” he chuckled as her legs began to tangle themselves around his while she sighed out softly “Cody..?” She whined out and he hummed “Yes angel?” He asked quietly until he heard her whine in response & smirked again her skin “Already beautiful? You just woke up.” She sighed pawing at his back “Please..” he smiled and pressed his nose against her before giving in, He knew what she wanted & he was going to give her partially what she wanted since they were already exhausted from the previous night. “How about for now you cockwarm me and if you still need more I’ll give you what you really want later hm?” She smiled nodding in agreement but soon let out a soft moan the moment he seethed his cock inside of her, Cody groaned & caressed her hair “Better?”

She smiled nodding cupping his face into the palm of her hand while he held her close, this was all she needed, She didn’t want him to move or do anything else but be as close to her as he possibly could be, For the next few hours Cody noticed that every now and then he would gently push his hips against hers to keep her awake and would chuckle at how her body responded as he picked up his phone checking the time seeing that it aas already 8 in the morning “Sweetheart we gotta get up c’mon.” She re opened her eyes and nodded while he carefully pulled out of her & sat up staring out the window while she got out of bed and went to the bathroom quickly washing herself & putting on something warm & soon Cody did the same after she left the bedroom & smiling at Mira who was still downstairs “g’morning!” She chirped out while Mira waved back smiling “Sleep alright?” Delilah nodded as she made her way into the kitchen helping her best friend clean up “Slept so good actually & then I woke up to Seth screaming Mira chuckled nodding her head as Delilah washed the counters “Yeah we were trying to make waffles but we also don’t know shit about baking so..” Lilah smiled in amusement before pulling Cereal they bought on the way to the Cabin a few days ago from the Pantry “Don’t worry about it, I think Cody’s gonna have us keep today easy since it snowed so much over night so we’ll probably just end up messing around outside & go out to dinner.” Mira nodded “Thank god, I was hoping he wouldn’t make us do anything outrageous.” Cody walked into the kitchen pressing a kiss into Delilah’s head “You talkin’ about me in here?” She giggled shaking her head playfully as Mira smiled at their bond before pouring herself a bowl of cereal.

Lilah hummed running her fingers through his hair noticing it was around the time again for him to start re-bleaching his hair but she left that for him to decide. Cody pat her hip & let go while Randy had just woken up at made his way into the kitchen “Looks like someone poured coke all over Colorado.” Mira snickered to herself before walking out of the kitchen while Cody sighed putting on a coat “I need to take Pharaoh out there before he starts flipping his shit on me.” Lilah nodded as she ran her hand over his shoulder “You do that ‘m gonna go and to try wake up Kinsley.”

Cody smiled & whistled for Pharaoh to get off the couch & take him outside. Lilah snuck her way into Kinsleys room & quietly leaned against her bed & moved some hair out of her sisters face “Kiiiinsley.” She smiled softly hearing her sisters groan in protest “Kinsley c’monnn Cody reallyyy wants to go out and play in the snow with you, if you don’t he’ll cry and scream and huff and puff so you better get up.” She teased while Kinsley stuffed her head into a pillow “nnnooo..” “yyeeeesss get up.” Lilah giggled while climbing onto her sisters bed while her sister resisted getting up “Five more minutes oka-“ Randy suddenly ran in & threw snowballs at them causing Kinsley to screech & stuff herself under the blankets while Lilah laughed out trying to cover herself “RANDY!!”

He cackled in pure deviousness before running off out if the room while Kinsley finally got out of her bed & chased after him as her high pitched laugh soured throughout the cabin.

Throughout the day Cody & Lilah built a snowman with Kinsley, threw a few snowballs, teased pharaoh in the snow, watched a few Christmas movies. Seth stood in the kitchen around 5:30 pm before they all went out to dinner & watched Lilah & Cody play with Pharaoh outside for the 10th time today while Mira looked out the window with him. “Is he doing it tonight?” Seth questioned while turning over to Mira “He sure is. He found the proper ring for her, found the perfect place to do it tonight during dinner. It’s all set in stone.” Seth nodded at her response as he stared at the couple interacting with Kinsley “I’m glad he’s giving her a proper proposal, She really does deserve it. Delilah’s a good girl. She’s good for him.”

Mira smiled softly while watching her bestfriend laugh outside throwing a few snowballs before Cody called everyone out to the heated up car they were waiting on & made their way to the restaurant. They all sat together in a large booth sharing stories with each other laughing, Lilah noticed Seth wasn’t at the table after awhile & Cody told her not to worry about it saying ‘He was probably busy talking to becky’ to keep her distracted . Eventually they all finished their dinner & Cody grabbed Delilah’s hand delicately while taking her outside for a moment enjoying each others company while the group followed along subtly. “You cold?” Cody chuckled out while she laughed and shook her head while they stood in the balcony of the restaurant before he sighed heavily running his hand down her back before turning around while she grinned and kissed his cheek “I’m gonna be totally honest with you sweetheart, I’m having a fucking heart attack right now.” He joked softly while fiddling with his pocket with a smile as she laughed. Mira stood behind a pillar along with everyone else before randy tossed over a small box over to Cody while Lilah let out a tiny gasp “Oh cody..”

Mira teared up and became nervous for Cody despite her already knowing Lilah’s previous answer and what her current answer would be. Cody pinched his nose a bit and shook his head quickly as a way of telling himself to get it together. Lilah sniffled and let out a choked up laugh before noticing Seth had just arrived but with Pharaoh with him making her tear up even more before Cody got on his knee “I— I know I already asked you this question but- I wanted to give you a more proper proposal so just do me a favor and act like- I’m asking you for the first time again alright?” He laughed out nervously while she sniffled nodding her head. Jey wiped off a few tears from his face as he recorded the entire interaction while Cody cleared his throat “Angel I don’t think you realize how much I love you, After the day I ran to your story randomly for flowers & met you mid panic attack on which flowers to get my mother I knew immediately I had to make you my girl & I’ve never felt more privileged to pursue you into my life, I’m so grateful for you. I know I already asked you this but-” Cody sighed opening the little box which revealed the a ring with a Pink diamond shaped heart customized to fit her finger almost perfectly “Will you give me the honor of marrying me & become my wife?” Lilah let out a choked up cry before nodding vigorously & completely getting onto his level just to wrap herself around him and let out a shaky breath as he slipped the ring onto her finger while she dug her face into his suit crying “A million times Yes Cody!” He chuckled pressing a Kiss into her cheek before clearing his throat “Kinsley sweet heart can you come here?” Mira teared up and turned to Kinsley who was nervously chewing on the straw of her soda she brought with her before putting it down & walking over to the couple.

“Kinsley sweetheart, You’re the most awesomest kid I know, Your a complete badass & I want to ask you something alright?” She nodded meekly while Cody dug into his left pocket & pulled out a ring pop while Randy chuckled in the background “Will you give me the permission to make your beautiful sister & make you my sister in law?” Kinsley smiled in a shy manner & quietly hugged her soon to be brother in law and mumbling out a quiet “Yes.” He grinned from ear to ear and pat her back before Lilah turned around and noticed Pharaoh running over towards them & completely flopping his body against hers & licking her cheek while the group walked over to them in tears. Randy pulled Cody up as he tried hiding the fact he was crying “Y-You fucking pussy I know you’re crying” Cody joked while he wiped off his own eyes & pulled him into a hug while Jey & Seth hugged Lilah congratulating her before Mira shoved them all out of her way “I’m so happy for you Rosie.” Lilah smiled at the nickname Mira used to call her when they were in high-school before hugging her back.

Lilah crouched down & hugged pharaoh who was pawing at her leg for some attention. She ran her fingers through his fur as she pressed a cheek right against his snout as she celebrated the fact Cody proved to her that soulmates were infact real.

xtripleiiix’s Masterlist

[merrock]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

face claim: Jake Weary

full name: Aidan Michael Bishop

nickname(s) / goes by: Aidan

pronouns & gender: He/Him, Cis man

sexuality: Heterosexual

birth date: October 30, 1992

birth place: Austin, Texas

arrival to merrock: November 2024

housing: Downtown

occupation: Unemployed

work place: N/A

family: Michael & Caroline Bishop (parents), two siblings, Kennedy Warren (cousin)

relationship status: Single

PERSONALITY

A contrarian at heart, being told that he can't or won't do something is a surefire way to motivate Aidan. It's how he broke his arm climbing a tree that his sister said he'd never make it up. It's how he got stuck dating Janice Morgan for the entirety of ninth grade, all because his mom disliked her. There's nothing that he won't do to prove a point, even when said point is fundamentally wrong. Stubborn as a bull, he'll flare his nostrils and dig his heels in further, no matter how hard he's pushed. At the same time, Aidan carries a lot of pensive energy, giving off the vibe that he's judging each iota of movement around him -- which he is. He's polite enough to keep his mouth shut around strangers, but he's ruthless with family and hard on friends. He'll call it tough love, others might say he's a bully, but to-may-to, to-mah-to!

WRITTEN BY: B (she/her), PST.

BACKGROUND / BIO

triggering / sensitive content: none.

To Aidan, life is a gamble, and he's in it for the long con. Every opportunity is a fresh start, a do-over, a chance to roll the dice again and see where the chips may fall. Unfortunately for him, though, Lady Luck rarely looks his way. He's survived countless bad investments (clubs, bars, a kitschy boutique that his then-girlfriend just knew she could fix up!), all encouraged by shitty friends who had even shadier connects. A short-lived motocross career awarded him with more hospital bills than trophies, and there's no forgetting the crash-and-burn band that cracked under the pressure of social drama before their lack of skill could ever catch up to them. Pure disinterest has always been the quickest killer of his ventures. Aidan's lived dozens of lives in his thirty-odd years of existence, and he's never managed to hold onto passion long enough to figure out where to put it before it fizzles out.

Unsurprisingly, he's backed himself into another devastating corner. A petty attempt at insurance fraud (arson isn't as slick as they make it seem on TV), and too many people wanting a piece of him had Aidan hightailing it out of Texas for the first time in his life, chasing the grapevine rumors that his cousin had settled in Merrock. It's a half-baked plan, and the sting of failure is fresh enough to keep Aidan in a sour mood, but he's hinging all his hopes on the chance that Kennedy's held onto some of that Southern hospitality, and won't mind putting him up for a few… well, a while. Beating out the snow on the drive to Maine in his crappy pickup truck has to be a good omen, at least, right?

Aidan's phone has been ringing off the hook. Friends are scrambling to locate him and family members are asking where he'll be for the holidays, but he's doing his best to block it all out. Hell, after growing up as the relatively invisible middle child in his household, it should be easy. His older brother is poised and set to inherit Bishop Ranch within the next few seasons, while his baby sister is flouncing through the pageant circuit in a stunning imitation of their estranged aunt's glory days. And his parents? They haven't called once, and he doesn't expect they will. Not until his mom realizes how long its been since he made a withdrawal from the family's bank account. From where he's at now, the solace of relative anonymity in Merrock is looking pretty damn good to Aidan.

[slumberingrose-fandom]

[Name] Mariah Amathyst

[VA] Akari Kitou

[Quote] "Each crystal has their own beauty inside. As for me, I have my secret magic inside."

[Age] 18 years old

[Birthday] March 3rd

[Star Sign] Pisces

[Height] 173 cm

[Hair Color] Pearl White

[Eyes Color] Amethyst Purple

[Race] Human

[Species] None

[Homeland] Land of Amethyst

[Family]

Arman Amathyst (Father)

Snezhana Amathyst (Mother)

Toma Amathyst (Brother)

Tamara Amathyst (Sister)

Unnamed relatives

[Nicknames / Aliases]

Mary (by her family and friends)

Mademoiselle Pearl (by Rook Hunt)

Others

Lady Amathyst (by her mouse friend)

Crazy collector (by the rumors)

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[Affiliation]

Snow's Dress Boutique

Night Raven College

[Dorm] Ramshackle

[School Year] 3rd Year (/Junior)

[Class] 3-C | Student no.27

[Occupations]

Student of Night Raven College

Dorm member of Ramshackle

Founder of Fashion Club

Part-time waitress at Mostro Lounge

Fashion designer

Jeweller

[Best Subject] Alchemy

[Worst Subject] Physical Education

[Club] Fashion Club

[Dominant Hand] Ambidextrous

[Favourite Colors] Daisy White, Ebony Black and Honey Gold

[Favorite Food] Fish soup

[Least Favorite] None

[Likes] Beautiful things, butterflies, sewing, collecting crystals and jewelries, apples, horrors, winter, darkness, hair braiding, pretty hairstyles, reading, classic music, ball jointed dolls

[Dislikes] Ruining her collections, messing with her dress, ugly things, gossiping about her life, boredoms, summer, sweating, being treated as a slave, being mocked, being prejudiced

[Hobbies] Sewing, collecting crystals, doing chores, reading, customize dolls

[Talents] Fashion designing, jewellery making, playing violin and cello, doll customization

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Appearance

Mariah has a fair skin and a long snow-white hair curvy way on her back with a braid on the side of her forehead. She has a pair of purple eyes resemble to the amethyst.

She often appears with a blank aura and cold expression that may scare people away. But, when she smile, it looks like a rare jewel shine brightly through the hall.

She oftens wear casual dresses and clothes.

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Personality

Calm and distant, Mariah is a woman of intellectual. She memorize all spells and its abilities, and calculative in every one of her moves.

As a child, Mariah was positive, outspoken, and optimistic.

However, when she grew up, due to family restrictions, she developed insecurities about society and slowly suffered from depression, afraid to share her truth, leaving her empty inside and yearning for something to fill in the blanks of her memory and heart. She believed no one is on par with her, and as such, no one can care her.

Though being restrictive, Mariah frequently being arrogant and rebellious against their rules.

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Background

Mariah was born in the Land of Amethyst, the country area of the Queendom of Quartz. Her father was a magician and her mother was a fashion designer alongside her family. She have two younger siblings, Toma and Tamara.

Originally her life was full of joy, but when she grew up, she found that her life had become boring because her family continued to restrict her life, preferences, words and deeds. Although she controlled herself, she was punished by her family for her rebellion and bad behavior. Therefore, she collects jewelry every day to clear boredom and to block out the past. But they are still etched in her head.

One day the ebony carriage arrived at the doorstep of her house and sent her to Night Raven College.

When she was sorted to the Ramshackle dorm, due to her identity unmatched to any dorm by the identification of dark mirror, Mariah met her new roommates, Kimiko, Augustine, Delilah, as well as Grim.

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Etymology

Mariah - A girl's name of Latin origin, meaning “The Lord is my teacher.” From the Latin Maria and the Hebrew Moriah, this heavenly variation is a modern take inspired by the strong feminine biblical figure.

Amathyst - the word of "Amethyst", a precious stone consisting of a violet or purple variety of quartz.

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Unique Magic

"Villainess' Punishment"

The ability to kill opponents with one touch has lost its magic along with the rest. The soul of her collected opponent would transform into a white butterfly and keep in her hand.

This magic is not so much a "sin" as a "punishment". She only used it once because using it twice would have been life-threatening.

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Trivia

Mariah was inspired by "Oh My God" from (G)-idle, also her appearance, personality and magic take a loosely based on Tatsuhiko Shibusawa and Fyodor Dostoevsky from BSD Dead Apple.

Mariah mentioned that she had gone to the doctor. He told her parents that she suffered from depression, but they didn't believe the doctor and thought Mariah was just rebelling against what they said. At that moment, she getting melancholy but pretend to be strong.

She has a pet mouse named, Dimitri, that found at the window of her room during the blizzard winter. He is a cute and chubby brown mouse, likes to build a nest Mariah's hair when Mariah was asleep. She constantly cautious with him for running around the house and keep him distance from her family who are abhorrent to rodents.

During her teenage year, Mariah had an albino dragon named, Andros. He was a bubbly and loyalty to Mariah. It was given by her grandfather. However, when her father had discovered, Andros was sent to Dragon Empire without Mariah's permission.

This moment was the only one she remembered vividly. She mentioned that when she found out, she angrily asked her father. He explains that he and his family, expect her grandfather, protects Maria's life and doesn't want her to become a bad girl.

Due to her family's restrictions, Mariah absolutely hate people who torture her to do, such as Vil.

In fact, Mariah and Delilah were classmates in high school and there was a year age difference between them. Their relationship have a few close, though Mariah, as the senior, tends to worry for her.

As for her preference on crystal, Mariah has a collection room at her room. It is a secret place that she kept from her family and friends.

Regarding her future partner, Maria hopes to have someone who can patiently listen to her depressed words, support her choices and decisions, comfort her feelings.

[livealittleoc-cb]

"Oh dearest darling, what do you expect when you fall so fast?~ I can't blame you though, I'm quite beautiful.~"

･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.: Aphrodite [Flora Caecilius]

⋆｡°✩ Greek Goddess of Love, Desire, Sexual Pleasure, Fertility, Beauty, && Grace

⋆｡°✩ Older Step Sister of Cupid

⋆｡°✩ She is a nail tech && owns a nail polish line

⋆｡°✩ She has a Dove named Peace && a Black Swan named Pearl

⋆｡°✩ In "human" form she's from Los Angeles, California, United States, in Astria he's from Upria [Island of Cyprus]

⋆｡°✩ She/Her | Pansexual, Polyamorous | 25 [Human Years], is as old as Love && Beauty itself | 03/01 [Libra] | 5'5"

⋆｡°✩She is:

level headed

easily jealous

chill

uncaring most of the time

possessive

God Information / Form Stuff

⋆｡°✩ she feeds off of love, beauty, grace, && sex to keep his strength

⋆｡°✩ acts of beauty && grace fill her up so much && she has to feed off of sex && love from time to time

⋆｡°✩ she frequently can be seen at her nail salon or at Hera's hair salon

⋆｡°✩ she loves parties && salons/boutique shops

⋆｡°✩ when she feeds his eyes turn a pastel pink

⋆｡°✩ as a goddess she can smell && sense emotions well but the smell/sensation of love is the strongest things he can depict

⋆｡°✩ she has more strength then a normal human && average to other gods

⋆｡°✩ she can change his "human" apperance [height, eye color, hair color, etc.]

⋆｡°✩ each god has a human name they go by, his is Flora

⋆｡°✩ in his goddess form she is a lot taller

⋆｡°✩ she can get up to around 6'5"

⋆｡°✩ in her goddess form she has one pastel pink eye && one light blue eye, she wears a pearl necklace && bracelet, her hair is white && wavy, her nails are permanently painted hot pink && pastel pink, she has no tattoos or piercings in this form

⋆｡°✩ she tends to have higher expectations for certain things, meet these expectations && she's all yours~

⋆｡°✩ can give off sugar mommy vibes [she is not one]

⋆｡°✩ call someone more beautiful then her && get ready for a jealousy tantrum-

⋆｡°✩ when not in astria or the human realm she resides in the olymipian realm [olympus]

⋆｡°✩ in her half && half form she is her normal 5'5", has a nose ring, her eyes are either their normal one pink one blue or fully light blue or fully pastel pink, straight all snow white hair [says it's dyed, it's actually not-]

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⋆｡°✩ natural eye color: one pastel pink && one light blue

⋆｡°✩ both eyes might turn blue when jealous

⋆｡°✩ has a nose ring, no current tattoos

⋆｡°✩ likes: makeup, lipstick, handbags, leather jackets, two pieces, swans, pearls, the color white, snow, smiles

⋆｡°✩ dislikes: idiots, perverts, shameless flirts

⋆｡°✩ languages: a little bit of romanian && english

NSFW

⋆｡°✩ pure switch, obedient sub, soft or hard dom; some of her kinks are oral [giving], marking [giving && receiving], breeding [receiving], size kink, pegging, impact play [giving && receiving], praise [receiving], hair pulling [giving && receiving], orgasam control [giving && receiving], shibari/ropeplay [giving && receiving], rimming [giving], face sitting [giving], nicknames/names of empowerment [mommy, miss, mistress, etc.] [giving && receiving], hosiery, food play, angry sex, possessiveness, public

⋆｡°✩ hard nos: feet, watersports, wasteplay

⋆｡°✩ she's open to most kinks

⋆｡°✩ her eyes glow hot pink when arroused

⋆｡°✩ safe word: rose

⋆｡°✩ uses 💋 on dash

Relationship Statuses

⋆｡°✩ at the salon && calm

⋆｡°✩ single [0/3], uninterested

⋆｡°✩ friends:

⋆｡°✩ family:

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[cabbazar]

Places To Visit In Shimla

Nestled in the serene landscapes of Himachal Pradesh, Shimla stands majestically at an elevation of 2276 meters above sea level, beckoning both honeymooners and families alike for generations. Once the summer capital of British India, this enchanting hill station boasts a captivating blend of stunning colonial architecture and timeless charm. The allure of Shimla tourism extends beyond man-made marvels; it captivates nature enthusiasts with its snow-draped peaks, undulating valleys, and picturesque lakes makes it's sightseeing a unprecedented experience. Adding to its allure is the UNESCO World Heritage Site – the Kalka-Shimla train route, a journey that unfolds dramatic vistas of the surrounding hills and quaint villages. Shimla, with its rich history and breathtaking vistas, promises an unforgettable escape into a world where every moment is steeped in beauty and nostalgia. That you can cover Shimla sightseeing places with the exceptional sightseeing service provides by CabBazar. This piece of article can be a comprehensive Shimla tour guide for the tourists.

Best Time To Visit Shimla :- May-June / December-January

1. Mall Road

Meanwhile the wonder scenic spot from the road is another capturing things. One of the best time to stroll the Mall Road is evening when the vibrant nightlife makes it's lovable. Generally you not find any vehicle on road as they are not allowed then the emergency one.  

Key Attractions :- Scandal Point, Gaiety Theatre, Town Hall, Kali Bari Temple

Timings :- 9:00 AM - 9:00 PM

2.  The Ridge

Apart from that the road is dotted with the several heritage buildings and prehistoric architecture of the town rich past. Tourists will also engage here with the attractive cafes, bars, shops, boutiques and restaurants. The Ridge road is also a connecting link between the Mall Road and Scandal Point.

Key Attractions :- Tudorbethan Style Library, Old Christ Church, Lakkar Bazar, Shimla Summer Festival, Statues of Mahatma Gandhi, Indira Gandhi, and Y.S. Parmar

Things  To Do :- Sightseeing, Photography, Shopping, Enjoy scenic views, Watch Cultural Performance

Timings :- 8:00 AM - 6:00 PM

3.  Jakhu Temple  (1 KM From City)

Further here Sanjauli, known to be the sister town let you to the trail in the landscape of sky high Deodar trees that overlooking the temple complex. According to folk stories this is the place where Lord Hanuman took same rest before restart his search for Sanjeevani Booti.

Key Attractions :- Forest Trail, Ropeway Ride, Temple, Hanuman Statue, Jakhoo Hill

Things  To Do :- Sightseeing, Trekking, Photography, Shopping, Enjoy scenic views

Timings :- 5:00 AM-12:00PM/ 4:00PM-9:00PM

4.  Green Valley  (5 KM From City)

Also the majestic snow capped hills especially at snow season really a crowd captivated sight of valley. Meanwhile the tourists will get the sight of some rare animals especially Yaks wandering and grazing around in the valley grab your sight. Further it's beauty makes it one of the key sites for shooting Bollywood movies.

Key Attractions :- Pine and Deodar Forest, Majestic Hills, Rare Animals Views

Things  To Do :- Sightseeing, Trekking, Photography, Enjoy scenic views

Timings :- 6:00 AM-6:30PM (Monday To Friday)

5.  Kufri  (9 KM From City)

Kufri was not a famous place a few years back, but trekking to the Mahasu Peak, hiking to Naldehra and number of skiing resorts makes it one of the perfect place for adventure lovers now especially one of the trekking paradise of North India. Also the Himalayan wildlife turns this place to a paradise for wildlife and an exciting place nature lovers. And the wonderful sites of Kufri makes it one of the best places in Shimla for couples.

Key Attractions :- Zoo, Fun World, Green Valley, Indira Tourist Park, Nagsons Amusement Park, Chini Bangla, Mahasu Peak, Skiing, Yak Rides, Tobogganing, Hiking, Trekking

Things To Do :- Skiing, Scenic Walks, Horse Riding, Hiking

Timings :- From November To June

[Also Read : Places To Visit In Himachal Pradesh]

6.  Kalka Shimla Toy Train

Started from the British Era, Kalka Shimla Toy Train is bound to take visitors to a unprecedented era of history that is going through the one of the most scenic railway journey in India. Having a journey in toy train is the life long experience that one never forget in her/his lifespan.

Key Attractions :- Nature Views, Part of UNESCO World Heritage List

Timing and Tickets :- Check the official website

7.  Scandal Point

It is the point that every mountain lover want to see to enjoy the unobstructed view of the towering mountains covered with the cozy blanket of dense fir and spruce forest. Meanwhile it also attracts the tourists to enjoy the relaxing and rejuvinateive vibes. The point is also surrounded with many small shops that offers delicious maggi and arcade games to enjoy.

Key Attractions :- Mall Road, The Ridge, Statue of Sri Lala Lajpat Raiji, Scenic Beauty, Horse Ride, Maggi Point

Things To Do :- Nature Walk, Sightseeing, Photography, Play Arcade Games

Timings :- 6:00 AM-8:00PM

8.  Summer Hills (4 KM From City)

Summer Hills is also one of the picturesque spot on Shimla-Kalka railway line that offers amazing views of snow covered mountains. Here tourists will enjoy the raw beauty of mountain charm that shows in the forms of eye catching sceneries and plethora of rare and exotic wildlife. Especially during winter the site get fully covered and offers the great view while pleasant summer weather makes it one of the summer retreat of North India.

Key Attractions :- Kali Bari Temple, Gaiety Theatre, Annandale Army Heritage Museum, Viceregal Lodge, Scenic Beauty

Things To Do :- Hiking, Sightseeing, Horse Riding, Trekking

Timings :- Day Time

9.  Chail  (15 KM From City)

Located close to Shimla, Chail is known for having world's highest cricket and polo grounds, blooming at an altitude of over 2400 meter. Chail is visited by many hikers all over the year. It has good trekking points from Junga, Kufri and Ashwani Khad at Solan. Many Eco camps are held here. There are many camping sites for campers and hikers, so camping in Chail is most sought after activity for enthusiasts. This makes Chail an ideal destination for all kind of travellers, ranging from family vacations to adventure lovers.

Key Attractions :- World's highest Cricket and Polo Grounds, Scenic Beauty, Palace

Things To Do :- Trekking, Hiking, Camping

Timings :- Throughout the year

10. Visceral Lodge  (1 KM From City)

The wonderful building was made as the summer residence for the Viceroy of India. Situated amid the lush green landscape and overlooking by the snow capped hills this piece of architect gives the glimpse of colonial era grandeur. But the great transformation in 1964 change this into the Indian Institute of Advances Studies.

Key Attractions :- Picturesque Landscape, Historical Building

Things To Do :- Heritage Walk, Sightseeing, Photography

Timings :- 10:30 AM- 5:00 PM Tuesday-Sunday/ Monday Off

Read more in this blog top 10 places to visit in shimla at Cabbazar.

[perfectisgeorgette]

"I figured i should just follow the stereotype for the UK and that it is very dreary and cold!" Georgette knew that there had to be some warmer months - it wasn't like she moved to Iceland or Alaska. Just another excuse to buy new summer clothes when the time came along. "Oh well if you know what kind of jacket style you like i do know the buyer for Nordstroms; i could always give her a call." A brag and her attempt at being impressive so many Snow would like to befriend her for real. Georgette knew what worked with the sorority and pageant sisters; she may be in a world of disappointment in the real world. "It is turning into a nice day though!" Georgette gave a bit of a fake smile. Why were they talking about the weather. She knew how to control a room and conversation. She already put herself out on the a limb and practically DMing for friends - no need to tip toe now. "I have been to the little boutique in town; i was impressed honestly. I have to say i did more research on the people living here than i did on the town itself!"

@lady-snow-flower

just smile sis | Snowette

[crazyyanderefangirlfan]

Could you tell me more of your AU?

Hmmm

Well for starters, they're in college and they're about 18. They live in Los Angeles

Vera, Jane Dante live in the same apartment, and the seven live above the fighting school they're mom owns.

The college they go is surprisingly near, about a ten minute walk from where the seven live and a twenty minute one for the trio. I wan to add they're courses but I'll save that for another post.

They're pretty popular. Jane, Vera and Dante hold comedy web show and have the seven be there occasionally even play music.

Cece is well known for her streams, sometimes her family appears behind her during her streams and her viewers love those random moments. She earns big money.

The 7sins is sometimes preform live but they mostly upload they songs.

They're mom came to college once, and almost everyone fell for her. For two weeks they had to endure people asking if they can meet they're mom and have people coming to her school to talk to her.

One time someone sang they're own version of Stacy's mom about theirs, they had to hold themselves back from murdering them.

They all get discounts from Dante's mom's boutique.

They all hang out in cafe restaurant where the seven work. They're very popular with customers with they're looks.

The girls love to tease they're brothers whenever they go on a date. They'd say 'use protection!" or 'remember to wear a condom!"

The boys would tell them to shut up or throw things at them.

Speaking of which, I found name for they're gfs.

Alice - Roxy

Ariel - Misty

Snow white - Stephanie

Aurora - Elodie

The boys are a bit possessive of they're gfs cause they experienced some heartbreak before meeting them.

Everyone is praying to whichever god they believe in for Ver and Jane to reveal they're feeling for each other. Cause it's eating everyone up.

Vera and Cece both like to make weird food concoctions that makes everyone question they're taste buds.

Dante likes to rant to Jack on how oblivious Jane and Vera are too each other while Jack calls him a hypocrite in his head.

Malachite looks out for his siblings in his own way, he's the oldest and since they have no father he tries to fill that role they're mother has done for years.

Joe's beginning his own business online with Misty, who makes jewelry out of seashells and other stuff.

Vince secretly love smut novels, no matter how bad it is.

Zuri and Jane train together and often test their strength. Sometimes they spar.

Nadia took up pole dancing lessons, mostly for the leg strength and flexibility.

The boys are protective of their sisters, but the girls will physically attack anyone who insults they're brothers. They give them chocolate to calm them down.

They have movie night every Friday and have a schedule on who picks what movie.

They're all friends with Vera's brother and often like to hang out with him.

Whenever they have a bad week, they go to an open field and play watermelon golf to release their anger.

[stil-yr-sand]

1, 11, 21, 27 for the ask game? also hi beloved hope youre having a good week

 Do you have freckles? 

I DONT its my buggest flaw j feel like my face and nose is sipposed to have freckles bjt i dlnt

What color are your eyes? 

like blue green grey ill find a pic some where

How was your day today? 

IM SO HAPPY U SEMT THIS ive been wanting to tell someone abmy day

ok so i had a dentist app so i woke ip souper early (8 :() and it took loke an hour and on the way home i got a coffee from dunkin but it was way too sweet and also too big but i stoll fonished it but most of it at kight snd then slso we stopped ag the bougie boutique roch people store to het a presrnt for my sister (crow u wuld love ot there so many pretty thi gs)amd then i Fianly went home ots loke 10:30 now amd i play somr animal jam and put on my Day Pyjamas and then i went to BOYFTIRND!!!! AT 11:30!!!! amd we had brucnh with his mom and sister and other sister and sister friend and jt was really mice his family is lovely hes always like my sisters r so weord but i reall like them and then we went and cuddled for like 5 hoirs straight im mot even kiddin g his bed is so comfy snd at soem point we tried to watxj oceans elevm bc hes never seen it (FREAK) but we got lik e 20mkns in and were borh falling alsleep so we decide to take a nap and i hadnt felt thag loved smd safe smd cozy in s while i love him alot BUT THEN MY ALARM WENT OFF bc i set an alarm bc last time we dwll asleep my mlm sjowed up andwas upset thag she had to wait dor me amd so the alsrm went off and it was 4:30 ( km smart and set it for half hoir before leave) and santi was like sand we gotta get foing amf i was like no and so we cuddled for half am hour more snd i love him so mich oh and then i weny home snd its -8 F rnand snow so thata cool i guess if u like snow but it means no drive for couple days which means no biygriend (evil) and um i went home and watched chrismas vacation (best movie) and had dinner and plaued ankmal jam. over all bdry good day lots of cuddled

see prev post for twenty seven

[rockislandadultreads]

A Gentle Christmas: cozy books to read

The Christmas Star by Donna VanLiere

Thirty-two-year-old Amy Denison volunteers at Glory's Place, an after school program where she meets seven-year-old Maddie, a precocious young girl who has spent her childhood in foster care. Unbeknownst to Amy, Maddie is a mini-matchmaker, with her eye on just the right man for Amy at Grandon Elementary School, where she is a student. Amy is hesitant - she's been hurt before, and isn't sure she's ready to lose her heart again - but an unexpected surprise makes her reconsider her lonely lifestyle. As Christmas nears and the town is blanketed in snow and beautiful decorations, Maddie and the charming staff at Glory's Place help Amy to see that romance can be more than heartache and broken promises. In The Christmas Star, Donna VanLiere delivers yet another sweet, joyous story that is sure to capture readers' hearts.

The Christmas Boutique by Jennifer Chiaverini

Just weeks before Christmas, severe wintry weather damages the church hall hosting the Christmas Boutique—an annual sale of handcrafted gifts and baked goods that supports the county food pantry. Determined to save the fundraiser, Sylvia Bergstrom Compson offers to hold the event at Elm Creek Manor, her ancestral family estate and summertime home to Elm Creek Quilt Camp. In the spirit of the season, Sylvia and the Elm Creek Quilters begin setting up market booths in the ballroom and decking the halls with beautiful hand-made holiday quilts. Each of the quilters chooses a favorite quilt to display, a special creation evoking memories of holidays past and dreams of Christmases yet to come. Sarah, a first-time mother expecting twins, worries if she can handle raising two babies, especially with her husband so often away on business. Cheerful, white-haired Agnes reflects upon a beautiful appliqué quilt she made as a young bride and the mysterious, long-lost antique quilt that inspired it. Empty nesters and occasional rivals Gwen and Diane contemplate family heirlooms and unfinished projects as they look forward to having their children home again for the holidays. But while the Elm Creek Quilters work tirelessly to make sure the Christmas Boutique happens, it may take a holiday miracle or two to make it the smashing success they want it to be.

Christmas at the Cat Café by Melissa Daley

The Costwolds' town of Stourton-on-the-Hill has its very own cat cafe. Resident cat Molly, and her kittens, live here in feline paradise, while owner Debbie serves the locals home-made goodies. But even in the most idyllic surroundings, things don't always go to plan . . . When Debbie's heartbroken sister Linda arrives at the cafe, Debbie insists she move in. But Linda is not alone, and the cats are devastated with the arrival of Linda's dog, Beau. Sadly, Beau's arrival is not the only bombshell - now Molly's home is also under threat when a rival cat moves in on her turf. With Christmas approaching, Molly is unsettled, barely roused by the promise of tinsel to play with. Fearing for her feline family she hopelessly stares out of the cafe window searching for an answer. Only a Christmas miracle could bring everyone together . . ."

Christmas at the Cupcake Café by Jenny Colgan

Issy Randall, proud owner of The Cupcake Cafe, is in love and couldn't be happier. Her new business is thriving and she is surrounded by close friends, even if her cupcake colleagues Pearl and Caroline don't seem quite as upbeat about the upcoming season of snow and merriment. But when her boyfriend Austin is scouted for a possible move to New York, Issy is forced to face up to the prospect of a long-distance romance. And when the Christmas rush at the cafe - with its increased demand for her delectable creations - begins to take its toll, Issy has to decide what she holds most dear. This December, Issy will have to rely on all her reserves of courage, good nature and cinnamon, to make sure everyone has a merry Christmas, one way or another...

[queenmylovely]

Day 5: Fire Places

pairing: Gwilym Lee x fem!reader

warnings: kinda fluff? mainly exposition I think 

words: 804

a/n: so this is interesting, I think it’s gonna be like little snapshots into a story about Gwil and reader. So a little different from a full series bc they’ll still be blurbs, but a fuller story. anyway, here it is! 

Last, Full List, Next, Next Part

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One of the perks of your uncle Leo owning a boutique ski lodge in Switzerland: getting to stay free and ski all you wanted. Not one of the perks of your uncle owning a boutique ski lodge in Switzerland: you only got to see your uncle and his Swiss husband when you were staying at his ski lodge. Which was why you decided to spend your entire three week vacation away from teaching in Switzerland, and had convinced your parents and sister to come as well, but they could only get away for the week of Christmas and New Year’s.

Another anti-perk of the boutique ski lodge was the boutique aspect. It basically meant it was a small, family run business, and since it was your family running it, they had no time to spend with you during the day, at all.

Then there was the whole skiing thing. A wrist sprain and bruised shins when you were 11 convinced you not to learn any more about skiing and now that you were well past that phase and actually interested in skiing again, you didn’t know how to do it well enough to go on your own. And though Elias and Leo encouraged you to take lessons for free, you couldn’t imagine there would be any other adults taking ski lessons at a ski lodge.

So you contented yourself with little trips into the mountain village, just 20 minutes away by the shuttle, a couple snowshoe walks with a group from the lodge, and catching up on the reading you’ve wanted to do all year, curled up on one of the many comfy couches or chairs Leo and Elias had set up around the fireplace. This was no regular fireplace either; it was the focal piece of the entire lobby/reception/sitting room. It was in the middle of the large circular room, with all the furniture turned towards it, but with enough space for conversation and gathering if so desired. Just sitting there and reading was honestly your favorite part of being there, other than visiting your family, of course.

It was during one of these afternoons spent reading-- with a very picturesque view of snow falling on the mountain in the window next to your chair-- that you first noticed a new guest at the lodge. He was a tall man, a bit older than you judging by the bits of grey at his temples and scattered through the rest of his brown hair and trimmed beard. He was handsome to be sure, with sharp cheekbones and bright blue eyes, but he also looked kind and even clever, but maybe that was because he was wearing glasses and had one of those shirts with the elbow patches. Not exactly what you expected to see at a ski lodge, where most people’s clothes were snow proof and made swishy sounds when they walked. Maybe his ski clothes were in his bags.

You shrugged it off, going back to your book and curling further into the blanket you had around your legs since the seats next to the window were colder than the rest, not catching how he looked over at you and smiled to himself as he noticed your book and cozy position.

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That evening you saw him again, at the little restaurant attached to the lodge where most of the guests ate when they didn’t want to travel into the town. He was eating alone, but looked content, reading a book that you couldn’t tell what it was for the life of you.

“It is not polite to stare, dear,” Elias told you and you snapped your eyes back to him in the least subtle way possible.

“I wasn’t staring,” you protested in a quiet voice.

“You totally were. Not that I blame you though, he’s very good-looking,” Leo told you, way too loud for comfort.

“Hush, darling,” Elias told Leo. Then he turned to you, “You see? Even your uncle noticed, and for that to have happened it must have been obvious.”

Before you had the chance to say anything, Leo asked Elias what he meant by that, and as they descended into a little lover’s tiff, you turned your attention back to your food. But you couldn’t help trying to sneak one more look at the mystery man, turning your head like you were trying to look out the window when you accidentally made eye contact with him. That held you still and you felt your cheeks flush, but the man just smiled smally and nodded, lifting his book up for half a second like a toast before turning his eyes back to it. You smiled to yourself and made a mental note to look up the book he was reading and see if his taste was any good.

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[sashi-ya]

{+18} - Law x Fem Best Friend ♥ CH.2

♥ Daily living with the Heart pirates crew AU  ♥ Spoilers after Dressrosa Arc. Law´s backstory.  ♥ Female reader. Little physical description. Everybody is 18+, canon ages.  ♥ TW: Nightmares related to PTSD. Little NSFW. no further warnings. If you think I should include some feel free to tell me ♥Thank you for the likes and follows, I appreciate it them so so much! If you wanna know when I’ll be updating the next chapters, you can follow me on Twitter @LawIsMyWaifu, come interact I love to have mutuals that love Law and One Piece as much as I do ♥

Word count: 4.1K

» List of parts: {CH1}  {CH2}  {CH3}  {CH4} {CH5} «

Chapter 2.

The sound of his low, raspy voice resonated all over my head, making my body react instantly. I gasped as I felt a strike of pleasure travelling down my stomach to in between my legs. Closing my eyes, unable to move, I didn’t want to move, I wanted him to keep whispering, to kiss my neck… “Hahahaha, I’m sorry, I’m just fooling around, your face, you look astonished Y/N-ya”, he said while laying back on the bed, laughing. I chuckled as I stood up brushing my clothes as if I was trying to fix them. “Stop it, I’m not into that you ass. Goodnight”, I said trying to dissimulate how agitated and embarrassed I was.

Almost running, I left the room, directly to mine, holding on my hand my underwear. I jumped to my bed resting violently on my back. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?” ... a little time passed until I passed out.

Hard knocks on my door woke me up. “Vice-Captain!! wake up! breakfast is ready!!!” Clione shouted from the corridor. “God damn how many times I have to tell this whole crew I fucking hate being awakened with shouting?” I mumbled annoyed, covering my face with the sheets.

I was brushing my hair when I remembered my “memory box” for some reason. Opened my drawer and found the little velvet red box that holds my “treasures”. Inside, there is a photo of my parents with me when I was 7, happy, eating some ice cream with them. It was taken during one of “the white parades”, on Flevance, before everything turned into hell. A little blue bow that my little sister used to wear, some photos of Law, Bepo, Shachi, Penguin and me when we were the only members of our crew. And, a necklace Law made with some seashells as a gift for my 15th birthday, were also inside.

I got watery eyes while looking at it, “I must be getting old”, I thought, “I got emotional over the memories” ... laughed and put everything back to its place.

“Morning..” I said, greeting the whole crew that was already devouring their breakfast. I noticed Law wasn’t there, so I had to ask. Uni told me he was in the control room preparing for the arrival at the next island. I took a few pancakes and some tea and headed to the control room to ask my captain if he needed help.

“Good morning, doc”, I saluted him. Law that was seated facing the controls, turned the chair to look at me nodding. He has more dark circles as always, so I asked him, “Oi, did you sleep last night? are you feeling sick again?”. “I’m ok, I didn’t get much sleep last night. I got caught up with the book I was reading”, he answered with his usual unfriendly tone. “Yeah, right” I answered back, rolling my eyes, and proceeded “Let me know if you need something before we get to the island”.  Left the control room and went back to my room.

I knew him well to know he hadn't slept because something was worrying him, and not because he was reading the old comic book of “Sora, the warrior of the sea against the evil Germa 66”. But hey, Law never shows any emotion besides annoyance if he is not sick.

A few hours later, the submarine got to the shore of some winter island, and we all got ready to accomplish our assigned tasks.  “Ok everyone, we will meet here at 7 pm, is that clear?” told my crew members, everybody agreed and headed to the island.

The temperature was pretty low, and it was snowing. Law was wearing the long black coat with yellow dots and our Jolly Roger that he used to wear at Punk Hazard, his hat and of course the Kikoku over his shoulder. I love when he wears warm clothing, he looks so cozy, hiding his mouth behind the collar. (He does it so his lips don’t get chapped with the cold breeze, haha).  I don't like to wear the boiler-suit when we get to explore islands, so I decided to wear a long yellow coat with a hood, also with our crew's Jolly Roger emblazoned on the left side of the chest.

We asked a few civilians where to find a pharmacy and headed to the destination following their instructions. Law didn’t say much during the walking, as he normally does.

The island seemed a little bit deserted, yet it had picturesque streets, full of colour that stand out from the snow.  It has cobbled lanes, some canals of crystallized water, there were wooden houses and shops with little lights that garnished their architecture giving the place a romantic aura. The scenery behind the city center included big snowed mountains and a big castle over one of the highest peaks.

I saw a boutique with some cute sweaters on display that caught my eyes and I wanted to try them on. “Law, would you mind if I enter here? I want to buy a new sweater.”, I said. Law looked at me and made a gesture with his hand as he was saying to go ahead.

While searching for the sweater I like on one of the clothing racks I saw through the shop window that a few kids approached the captain. The seller asked me if I needed some help, so I stopped looking at him and l directed my gaze to the girl in the shop. So, I forget about him.

After buying two cute pullovers, we continued walking through the picturesque streets.

When we finally arrived at the pharmacy shop, it seemed like it was closed, but the door was open, so we entered. I rang the bell over the counter and waited for someone to show up. Law walked in front of me and had his hand over his sword. I knew he was alert and trying to protect me even if he didn’t say a word. I didn’t think we could be in danger, yet he never fully relaxes when we are outside. After all, he is one of the most wanted pirates of our generation, so it's understandable he trusts no stranger.

After a minute or so, an old lady approached the counter from the inside of the store. She seemed a little weak and perhaps a little sick. She coughed, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and then greeted us. “Good afternoon, how can I help you?”, she asked. Law handed her a list of supplies we needed, and we waited. “Oi, don’t you think she looks bad? I mean, she is probably sick, should I ask if she is ok?”, I told Law who gave me a disapproving sight. I rolled my eyes, and said, “Fiiiine…”, “You know that I hate you rolling your eyes at me, you did it yesterday and now too. Stop it.” I looked at him with an “excuse me?” face and while I was about to spit an insult to him the granny appeared. “I’m sorry, I put on the bag some of the supplies, but I don’t have everything you need. We are short on medicines'', she informed us and started coughing harder. “Excuse me, Mrs. Are you alright? are you sick?”, I asked as she seemed to lose composure from all the nagging coughing. Law, that hated when I don’t give a fuck about what he had just said, gave me the look of death. “Oh young lady, we are pretty much sick, a strange illness is hitting the island. Even the only doctor in town fell ill. The orphanage, though, is getting the worst part. All of the kids are bedridden”, as she said, the memories of Flevance and the amber lead disease hit me.

Law's expression changed to a more compassionate one and asked about the symptoms they were experiencing. He might be serious, he might not want to get involved in a lot of things, but he is a true doctor. And he can't let people die if he can help.

We decided to visit the orphanage in hopes of helping the sick people, so we asked the old lady to give us directions to it. She said it was pretty far from the city center and told us her husband would take us there with his cart.

"Thank you so much for offering your help, young doctors", said the old lady's husband that later told us his name was Gerald. The cart was pulled by two brown percheron horses that opened their way through the white landscape.

We had a small talk during the journey, until Gerald asked, "how long have you been together? Are you already married?". Despite the freezing cold weather, my cheeks turned to fire, and I could sense Law hiding his head even more into his coat and hat. Almost as if clarifying that we were no couple was a life or death situation I said, "WE ARE JUST BEST FRIENDS!". I realized I almost shouted and felt mortified. Gerald looked at us with a little smirk and kind eyes, excusing himself for the mistake.

A few minutes after we arrived at the orphanage. It took us almost 30 minutes to get there and the sun was starting to set on the horizon.

When we entered the place, the situation was worse than we thought. There were kids and adults lying on the ground, some of them shivering, others coughing while others were straight unconscious. A few nurses were working in order to maintain them, but the situation had clearly surpassed them.

Immediately Law and I started working. While I helped the nurses, Law used his ope ope no mi power to scan the bodies of the sick people.

We got to the conclusion that what they were suffering was a type of bacteria that caused the respiratory symptoms and the fever.

During our duty, there were times when our eyes interlocked, and we smiled at each other. I wouldn't say we like people suffering, but, we certainly enjoyed working to save lives together.

A few hours passed since we arrived there, the sun was already set, and outside it seemed as if a snowstorm was beginning. I've lost track of time until my portable Den Den Mushi started to ring. "Oi, y/n, where are you? Is Law with you? Are you alright? We've been waiting for you on the shore! It's 9 pm already and we were supposed to meet at 7!", shouted Shachi from the other side of the line. "Oh my God I'm sorry I forgot to tell you!... you see …" I explained to them what we've been doing and that we were probably not going to return to the submarine in a few more hours.

The kids and the other people began to get better and those who were helping there offered us some food that we accepted happily.

While we were having dinner, Gerald got back from outside, who's been in the forest collecting some firewood. He informed us that the weather was getting really bad so coming back to town would be pretty dangerous.

Law and I agreed that staying there for the night was the safer choice.

One of the nurses, Sister Alley, told us we could spend the night in the cabin next to the orphanage. "I'm really sorry guys, I wished we had a better place for you, we owe you so much. The cabin has a fireplace, Gerald would start a fire to keep you warm”, she said. We both smiled at her and thanked for it.

We walked some meters through the forest until we started to catch sight of a wooden cabin. Despite being a strong pirate, I’m the queen of the clumsy people, so I slipped off with what I assume was an ice patch on the already snowy ground. I was about to hit the ground when Law grabbed me by the waist and saved me from a few bruises. His face in front of mine, the feeling of being safe on his arms, I wished it has been eternal. But the romantic moment was destroyed by Law mocking me. “It must be the devil fruit; how come you are so clumsy? Be careful”, he said, and I told him to shut up, this time I wasn’t embarrassed, but I was almost angry at him.

“Here we are, let me help you with the fire”, Gerald said, opening the wood door that creaked as it moved. The inside felt cozy, there were a few cushions and pillows on the ground next to the fireplace. There were no separate rooms, so in the middle of the lounge there was some kind of mattress with a few blankets over it. Our “host” asked for forgiveness about the lack of separate beds, but Law intercepted him and said, “It’s ok sir, we are grateful to have a warm place to stay until tomorrow. If you need help with any patient during the night, just please tell us”. It might be ok for you, damn Law. Was I supposed to sleep with him? - I mean, I wanted to, but, he was still my best friend, and those thoughts should have been erased.

Gerald wished us a good night and returned to the main building.

I hung my coat and as I love to explore, I started to do so around the little wooden house. The kitchen seemed really equipped, so I grabbed a kettle and some cups. Gerald was kind enough to give us some tea bags, so I thought making some tea was a great idea.

Law was next to the fireplace, wearing only a sweater and his jeans. Apparently he has already hung up his coat and his white spotted hat. I saw him once more with a lost sight that seemed to contemplate the firewood.

Looking at him with my face resting on my arm that was over the breakfast nook, I got lost worshiping his profile. I’ve always adored his upturned nose, his spiky black hair, his facial hair, the contrast between his grey eyes and the tanned skin. How come he has always been so handsome, but I’ve never seemed to fully realize?.

The whistle of the kettle intensified as the water started boiling, but I was so into admiring my best friend's beauty that I didn’t notice. Law turned to me and woke me up from my reverie shouting “Oi, Y/N, the kettle!”. My stupid smile quickly erased from my face, and my whole skin turned red. “Sorry”, I said straight away and turned off the burner.

I served two cups, noticing that the tea has an amazing scent. I believe it was hibiscus mixed with some other spices, perhaps some cardamom and maybe a little hint of clover. The smell of the tea mixed with the slightly one from the logs burning, was wonderful.

I walked to where my captain was, “Here, I think you may like it”, I said and handed him a cup. Our fingers brushed softly when grabbed the tea, he looked at me and said “Thanks”. I sat not so near him over one of the cushions and sipped a little bit of my tea. Law looked at me and stood up from his place. I could sense how awkward he felt when he made a little pause, and then walked away.

Why is he leaving? Did I make him feel uncomfortable?, I asked myself trying to hide little stings of pain on my chest that traveled to my throat. Somehow I felt like crying, and when my eyes started to get slightly watery, Law approached me placing his hand over my right shoulder.

I turned my face to him, looking up with a slightly pouty face. I was about to cry, and I didn’t even know why when I noticed a blue little box on his hand.

He sat next to me and said, "Do you remember when we were 15?, that day when I gave you that necklace I made myself for your birthday? I looked at him confused but I answered, "yes, of course, I got it on my memory box, I'm afraid to wear it outside the polar cause it might get lost and I wouldn't forgive myself if I lose it". He was now looking at the little box moving it around nervously and finally said "I got you a better one". He handed me the little box still not looking at me.

"A present?? OMG Law, thank you very much!" When did you buy it??" I almost shouted in excitement while opening the box. Inside there was a fine rose gold necklace that has a little anatomical heart figure as a pendant. I grabbed it and admired the beauty of the jewelry I had in my hands. The heart had a little red stone crimped on it, that shined with every movement.

"Law, this is too much! It must have cost you a lot of Berries, I don't deserve such a fine jewel!, thank you so much", I expressed with a big smile on my face.

"You do deserve more than this, you know. I'm glad you like it", he said, a little embarrassed. “When you were buying the sweaters, I asked some children there if they knew a jewelry store, turned out it was just around the corner”, he confessed.

“Thank you so much, it is just perfect! You know how I adore hearts; they remind me of you.. “Doctor Heart Stealer”” I almost shouted, realizing I have said too much…

I tried to put it on my neck, but I couldn’t clip it right, so I asked him for help. He stood up, kneel at my back and passed from behind the necklace around my neck.

Some branches hit the window violently as they were suffering the merciless wind of the snowstorm outside.

He struggled a little and finally fastened the collar and when he did, the electric power went off. The fireplace was the only source of light, the dance of the fire created figures with shadows and highlights all around the walls of the cabin. We remained silent, maybe a little scared or even surprised, but enjoying the sound of the weather and the creak of the fire.

He was still behind me, and after a few seconds he placed a soft kiss on my back that sent a shiver through my spine. Once again I was unable to speak, did he… did he just kiss my back?.. Before I could say or do something Law stood up and headed to one of the windows. “The storm seems to be even worse than earlier; don’t you think?”, he said, trying to device something through the window.

I couldn’t focus on anything else than the kiss he softly planted on my nape, minutes ago.  He suddenly yawned and walked to the mattress that was in the center of the room, on the floor. He then took his jeans off and hopped inside the bed, naturally. I remained on my spot, contemplating his actions. “How could he be acting so normal?, I’m right here. He just gave me a necklace, kissed my skin and now he just goes to sleep?” I said to myself, still with a confused expression on my face.

“Oi, aren’t you coming to bed?”, he asked me, freely. “Yes… give me a second”, I said, and ran to the bathroom. The toilet was pretty tiny and basic, but enough for me to hide for a few minutes. “Come on, Y/N you slept with him two nights ago, it’s ok, he is like your brother, it’s ok…” I thought, trying to calm myself down.

I finally left my hiding place and headed to the mattress. Law was lying there, he took off his sweater, probably while I was in the bathroom, so he was only using a white tight undershirt, that molded his torso anatomy. Some blankets were covering the under part of his body from his hips. He had his forearm over his eyes, covering them with his neck stretched back.

I bite my lip, as a reaction for such a tempting scene. I was enjoying it, watching him breathe peacefully. I started feeling hot, so I took off the sweater but not my jeans and approached the “bed”.

I thought Law was already asleep, so I got in bed trying not to wake him up. I muffled myself up with the sheets. I remained still, hearing the snowstorm, fixing my eyes on the wooden ceiling, as the memories of my childhood flooded my mind. It must be the snowstorm, the wind, the cold that triggered these memories. eventually I fell asleep.

“No, stop it, my family, leave us alone!!!!”, I screamed. “Y/n-ya! Y/n-ya!, wake up!” said Law, pulling me out from the terrific oneiric world I was submerged in. I got lost into his eyes, and remained there with tears streaming from my eyes, rolling into my cheeks. Law was holding me close to his body around his arms. “Are you having those nightmares, again? why didn’t you tell me?”, he asked, worried. “This is the first time in ages, I think it must be the storm, perhaps the orphanage, the children…”, I expressed amid tears. My best friend brushed his tattooed fingers through my hair, moving it out of my face, and then wiped the tears from my cheeks.

“Oi, do you remember what happened when I gave you the first necklace?” he asked, trying to distract me. A feeling of warmth invaded my insides, suddenly I felt happy. “I do...” I said, laughing timidly, and continued, “It was my first kiss”. He smiled back at me, and said, “Mine too”.

For a second we both closed our eyes. I was grabbing the pendant with my left hand cherishing it and the memories of our younger days when we kissed for the first time. We haven't had much time to think about love while striving to survive so we forgot about it, letting the days, months and years pass, leaving the experience as a mere child’s play.

Suddenly we started laughing, Law didn't let go of me, and our faces were pretty close. “Everything's better when you laugh, I hate it when you cry, it makes me so sad…” he said, rubbing his thumb over my right cheek. I stopped laughing, as he got even closer. Almost as if the point of our noses were about to touch. I could feel the warmth of his breath over my lips, and he did too. My heart started racing, and the only thing I could hear was the blood pumping on my ears. I wasn’t moving, I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted to kiss him… I just didn’t care that he was my best friend, I just needed him to kiss me.  What is taking him so long? Why am I not moving if I wanted this more than anything?. After a good minute, that felt eternal, he exclaimed “Fuck it”, and plant the sweetest kiss over my lips. A feeling of happiness filled my insides, I’ve never been so joyful in ages, it felt the same way as the first time. I was like a teenage girl experimenting love for the first time. Both smiled still with our lips pressed. I doubted for a second if succumbing to my deepest desires was the right thing to do until he decided to turn the cute kiss into a more passionate one. From then on, the desire I’d been accumulating inside of me took control of my body…

We kept on kissing; Law slid a hand under my shirt timidly caressing the skin of my tummy. The kisses migrated from my mouth to my neck, mixed with little bites that surely would turn into hickies tomorrow.

“Law…” I gasped when his hands reached my breasts. “What?” he replied, whispering next to my ear and pinching one of my nipples in between two fingers…

Chapter 3

Ch1: Link