#the amount of cute dresses you two would buy for her... the way he would jump up to every ride at the park only to play with her...

[kelin-is-writing]

i hope you're rdy bc i have 3 dabi thoughts in total for you but i'll send them individually 🧍

alright let's start off easy xD

the fandom's thoughts on how dabi would react to finding out his s/o is pregnant seem to go in two different directions. either he's terrified and leaves for good or he sees it as a chance to prove that he's better than his dad. personally i usually go with the second one bc i want him to be happy xD

which leads us straight to girl dad dabi 🥺 i'll never get enough of thinking about dabi with a little girl that takes after him in a way that's almost scary. they have the same stunning blue eyes and it helps him learn to love them bc now they don't remind him of his dad anymore but his daughter instead.

she has the same unruly hair as him and it's a real pain to get under control. dabi even learns to braid her hair (it takes a while tho lmao) bc she always wants him to do it :3

your daughter also turns out to be a picky eater. her daddy doesn't like smt? she doesn't like it either. but this works the other way round as well. her daddy loves smt? she loves it as well. this becomes a little worrying tho after a while when the little girl starts to show interest in fighting heroes and worst of all: arson 💀

one time you find her in her room smearing watercolors all over her face and arms - purple to be exact - bc she wants to look just like her dad. and when you tell her that she can't get the staples she so desperately wants it breaks her little heart 😭

STOP RIGHT THERE MILK. STOP. RIGHT. THERE. MILK.

do you want me to cry? do you want me to shed tears so bad? like... the way dabi would absolute dote on his daughter, treating her with the outmost love and respect, never missing a chance to spend some quality time with you both like going to the sea or have late afternoon walks, granting every single wish of hers under your tender glance and smile like– he’s so gonna make sure she gets all the love, appreciation and attention your daughter wants and deserves.

“dad, i want some candies!”

“sure thing lil mochi.”

“dad! i want that plushie!”

“right away little pixie.”

“the moon looks so pretty!”

“i’m on it.”

“dabi no—”

at some point you gotta step in because he’s so ready to comply to every single request she does, even the craziest ones, a single syllable of your daughter and dabi is already on the move with the most chill and stoic face ever.

like that one time the three of you went to the zoo and your daughter said a simple “mr. lion looks so majestic, i love it so much!”, the next thing you know dabi was climbing up the fence, with the guards yelling at him that he can’t while you stand there trying to hide yourself behind your hands, not from the embarrassment but because of laughters since you didn’t expect him to do something so extreme “my daughter wants a lion and i’m gonna give her that fucking lion, ya heard me?!”, yeah no, he’d definitely go ballistic at any request from his little mochi.

in the end you guys got away with a plushie of a lion that your daughter loves, but to which dabi clicked his tongue at because he wanted to give her the real thing and not a miniaturised version of it, in all this you’re just laughing amused at funny all this situation was for you.

and i’m not allowing anyone to fight me about this, he would 100% read your daughter fairytales before going to sleep. dabi would lay with her on her small bed letting your daughter use his chest as cushion while he reads with soft soothing voice the fairytale of the night, once she’s asleep he would gently tuck her in and kiss her on the forehead lovingly, because she is one of the most precious existences to him.

and as you looked at them tenderly from the doorway, arms crossed to your chest, you really thought that dabi’s initial fear of not being a good dad was for nothing because he turns out to be an awesome dad for the splendid daughter you two have.

[cloudzoro]

Forever | Roronoa Zoro ♡

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genre: smut (minors dni)

pairings: roronoa zoro x fem!reader

wc: 2.3k

cw: unprotected sex, established relationship, size kink, marriage proposal, husband and wife are used multiple times, Zoro decides that maybe he does care about love, gross couple flirting, I'm british so I say sun cream instead of sunscreen x

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“I know we can't get married. Being reputable pirates, no one would risk having a legal record of us in their registry. But I don't give a fuck about a ridiculous party or a piece of fucking paper."

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Zoro isn't marriage material. At least, that's what he thinks. He's never been interested in marriage, and he was never interested in sex or relationships until he met you. The natural progression of your relationship from acquaintances to friends to lovers was slow and casual. There were no grand gestures, emotional confessions or anything else from those horrid romance books you read that make Zoro gag. He had never officially asked you out. One day, after months of flirting and sleeping together, Sanji was getting a little too close to you and Zoro barked at the cook to leave his girl alone. You never denied that you were his girl and later on that night, when he was fucking you into the mattress, you confirmed that you were his and only his.

It's a gorgeous day at sea, and you're out on the deck sunbathing with Nami. Zoro observes you as you lean back with your eyes closed. He tries to continue his daily workout but keeps getting distracted by your figure. Usually, he'd go elsewhere to work out, but with the horny cook hanging around the ship, he doesn't want to take any chances.

Not long into Zoro’s workout, he feels your eyes on him. He turns to meet your eyes, and the way you're hungrily watching him makes him flex his muscles a little harder. You watch him for a few minutes before softly calling his name.

“What is it?” he grunts, acting unbothered. You flash him a grin, holding a bottle of sun cream.

“I can't reach my back”, you pout, and He responds with an eyeroll. He walks over to your sun lounger and sits carefully on the edge. He takes the bottle from your hand and squeezes it.

“Turn over for me”, He instructs. Zoro squirts a generous amount of the cream on his hands. His large hands rub and trace everywhere they can over your back. Zoro uses sun cream as if it's lotion to massage you. As his hands work their magic on your tightly-wound back muscles, the cute noises falling from your lips make his cock twitch.

“Do you two mind not doing your awkward foreplay out here?” says Nami as she tries to ignore you and soak up the sun. “y'know I can't reach my back either”, her tone teasing, clearly mocking the two of you.

“What a shame”, Zoro deadpans. He presses a kiss to your shoulder blade and gets back to his workout.

“Damn, I guess back rubs are wifey exclusives,” says Nami sarcastically. Neither you nor Zoro respond, but the word ‘wife’ rings in his head for the rest of the afternoon. Zoro's not one for marriage, but he thinks you'd look beautiful in a wedding dress.

A few days later, You're on a new island and pass a jewellery shop. You stop to look at the jewellery in the window, and Zoro stands behind you, eyeing the ring display. Thoughts of slipping a beautiful gold ring on your finger and claiming you as his forever taunt him. You're pirates. You could never have a legally recognised wedding. He makes a note of the ring that had caught your eye and thinks to himself that he must be crazy. If you had told Zoro from a few years ago that he'd be contemplating buying a ring for you and ‘marrying’ you, he'd laugh in your face and call you an idiot.

Once your short adventure on the new island is wrapped up, he tells you to go on back to the ship as he needs to take a detour. He instructs Chopper to take care of you, and the tiny reindeer gives a dramatic salute and promises the swordsman to get you home in one piece.

Zoro arrives home about twenty minutes after you and heads straight to your room, where you're already waiting for him. He thinks about dropping to his knees and asking you to marry him the traditional way, but nothing you've ever done has been traditional. You're literally pirates, after all. His heart squeezes when he sees you waiting for him, and it's almost painful. It passes him off how soft he is for you. You've tamed a demon; all it takes is a pretty smile from you, and he's ready to give up his entire life for you.

When you jump up from your shared bed - Franky had installed a couples suite not long after you'd started dating - to greet him, Zoro immediately backs you to the edge of the bed. He connects his lips to yours. He pushes his tongue into your mouth as your hand slides into his hair. He lifts you so you wrap your legs around him, and then he sits on the edge of the bed so you can straddle him. His hands grip your ass and guide you over his hard cock. He groans at the pressure of you over his lap, and it seems you're getting impatient as you whine and rock your hips faster.

Zoro smiles into the messy kiss as he flips you so you're on your back, and he's hovering over you. Your legs are locked around his hips, keeping him pressed against you. He reaches to your lounge shorts and pulls them off with your assistance. He then moves to your top, groping your chest.

“Take this off for me, pretty girl”, he rasps, his voice making your pussy throb. You follow through with his request and remove your shirt alongside your bra. He leans down to kiss and lick over the skin of your chest. His thorough worship of your tits and lack of attention to your pussy have you growing desperate for him. He listens in amusement as you whine for him to touch you. Your voice is the prettiest thing he's ever heard. Your voice is as precious to him as the sound of a blade swinging through the air. His life was all swords, blood and guts until you showed up. Sometimes, he resents you and your determination because he's lost all credibility among the crew after being caught behaving softly with you. “Tell me what you want, baby. I'll give it to you, I promise.”

“I just want you”, You whimper, using your legs to push him against your soaked panties.

“you've already got me. I'm right here” You should have known he'd want a more specific answer from you.

“I want your cock, Zoro. Please” He's almost flat against you at this point, body pressing you down into the mattress.

“You'll get my cock, I promise. Just answer something for me first.” He asks, and you try to clear your thoughts as you nod. “You're mine, right? forever?”

You are. In every sense of the word, you are his. He's yours, too. He has been since you flashed your pretty smile at him. Suddenly, for the first time in his life, Zoro feels nervous. You nod, telling him that you'll always be his. He digs around in his pocket, and at first, you don't have time to process what he has in his hands because he kisses you aggressively. You feel cold metal press against your ring finger, and your eyes snap open, pushing Zpro back slightly to talk to him.

“Is that a ring?” you ask, and he sheepishly nods. You've never seen Zoro this shy as he attempts to explain himself.

“I know we can't get married. Being reputable pirates, no one would risk having a legal record of us in their registry. But I don't give a fuck about a ridiculous party or a piece of fucking paper. You don't have to consider this a marriage proposal. You can call it a promise ring or whatever the fuck you wanna call it. I just wanted something to symbolise that you're mine and no one else. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you” You're stunned into silence by his heartfelt words; he's never been this open and vulnerable with anyone. Part of him thinks you've broken him.

“Are you asking me to be your wife?” you ask, finally getting a look at the ring. Zoro nods, dropping his head to your neck. He reminds you it doesn't have to be a marriage thing. You're constantly out getting into fights and life-threatening situations, so he feels a tangible symbol of your relationship might help keep peace of mind. A small thing to ground you when the world around you gets too hectic. You pull Zoro's head from the crook of your neck so you can look him in the eyes. He's embarrassed about his secret sappiness, but he's secure in his feelings about you.

“I'd love that”, You breathe, leaning up to kiss him, and he's slipping the ring onto your finger within seconds. That's it. He's your husband now. When he's done exploring your mouth with his tongue, he moves his wet kisses down to your neck. He leaves a smattering of purple and red marks over your beautiful tits and traces his tongue down your body. During his descent down your body, he whispers. When he kisses your neck, he tells you that he's a lucky man to have someone like you. He tells you you're beautiful and intelligent as he kisses your tummy. When he kisses your thighs, he tells you how much he admires your strength.

His hand grips your underwear, and he tears it from your body. He adjusts so he's lying on his front between your legs. He leans down to lick at your pussy. His mouth feels so good. You try to lift your hips to grind into his mouth, but one of his large hands holds your hips down. He brings his other hand to your mouth and presses two fingers against your lips. You greedily accept his fingers into your mouth, getting them all nice and slick for him. He pulls his fingers from your lips and pushes them into your hole as he suctions his mouth onto your clit. The combination of his fingers and tongue makes you cum embarrassingly fast, and your legs squeeze his head as the pleasure takes over. Your husband stays in place, licking and fingering you through your high, prepping you for his huge cock. Zoro sits on his knees and admires you when your deep breaths begin to subside. His beautiful wife, laid out in the sheets, looking up at him with a dazed expression. You look satisfied, and that makes pride bloom in Zoro's chest. He removes his trousers to join you in your nakedness and taps the head of his fat cock against your sensitive clit.

“You ready for my cock, baby?” he asks, teasingly rubbing his cock between your folds.

“Please, Zoro” you whine. “Please fuck me.” He'd never say no to you, and as long as he's aboard this ship, no one else is going to either. He pushes his cock, now slick with your juices, into your hole. You both moan at the way your walls have to stretch to accommodate his size. He's no stranger to teasing you, but now that your warm wet cunt is wrapped around his cock, all he can think about is fucking you open. He starts with a brutal pace; he can't help it, your pussy is addicting. He's convinced you have him under some kind of spell.

“Perfect fucking pussy was made for me,” he punctuates each word with a harsh thrust. “This is mine. All mine,” he says.

You try to respond, but you're constantly interrupted by your own moans. Zoro has you whining and gripping the bedsheets beneath you. You feel how deep he is, and the way his hand presses onto your tummy over where his cock is inside you makes your legs tremble. You're close already, and you're rapidly approaching delirium. You're mindlessly babbling about how much you love him and how big his cock is. Zoro may be busy thoroughly fucking your sweet pussy, but he's still listening intently to every slurred word that leaves your mouth.

“I love you too, baby,” he says, responding to your shaky rambling. “You ready to cum for me? he asks with a hungry smile on his face. It always shocks you how Zoro went from someone who couldn't care less about sex to someone who can't go a day without seeing you cream on his cock. You're dangerously close, and Zoro can feel it, too. The way your pussy pulses around his cock. The perfect vice grip of your pussy has him just as desperate. He leans down so your foreheads are touching and rocks his hips harder. You hold on to his biceps as he drills into you, trying to pour all his feelings about you into every thrust.

Your orgasm starts small in your lower stomach, and the satisfying tingly feeling spreads outwards till your hands and feet are numb. You cum hard, gushing around his cock while the squeezing of your walls drags Zoro over the edge with you. He cums inside you, filling up with every last drop of cum. After one last heavy thrust from the large man, he slowly pulls out and lies next to you.

“Y/n,” he says, voice raspy from the moaning and exhaustion. You hum in response to show him you're listening. “if you want, in the next place we dock, we can look for a proper registry office”, he says.

“Yeah, because they're gonna see two pirates with high bounties and scary nicknames and let us in,” you say sarcastically, covering the fact that you really would like that.

“I'm sure we can find at least one,” he says. You hold up your left hand, showing off your ring.

“This is enough for me, though”, you muse, admiring the jewellery.

“Agreed” Zoro lifts his left hand, and a gold wedding band sits on his finger. You hadn't even noticed because you were so busy getting ravaged by him.

“I love you,” he says. He didn't care much for love until he met you. “You're mine, forever.”

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How does your future spouse flirt?

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Pile 1

I see them being a little toxic but in a good way like more so In a teasing manner. He would like to show off his muscles and pick you up ya know do pushups with you on his back🥴. I can see him being very romantic nothing too much when he kisses you it's really fast and deep. After the first kiss he's working fast to get you in bed I don't think it's that hard tho 🤣 you fall for this persons face they may have a cute little doll face or just be really pretty to you and that's what you like. They like buying you things bracelets and stuff may even get you a necklace with something very special to the both of you on it. They may spy on you? They call that flirting I guess 😜. They like taking you on plenty of dates , anywhere you say you want to go the next day he will surprise you and take you. You may complain about work and he would give you a massage to help you lose stress. They definitely like doing your hair if they do that. They could simply like to cuddle and watch a movie they just like spending time with you doing anything. Your person really likes physical touching so anytime you two are touching they are definitely flirting.

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Pile 2

He loves to worship you like anything you want you can have it 2 times. He loves spending large amounts of money on you even if it's dumb shit and you don't need it but simply because you can. I see you might be a little spoiled it's giving daddy's little girl 🫣. He loves to take you on far away trips I am seeing when Aladdin took Jasmine and showed her a whole new world 🌎. They also fix things for you like let's say the cabinet door fell off in 5min it's back up. Believe me this dude wasted no time trying to make you happy . Anything that makes you happy he will get you even if it seems impossible HE WILL MAKE IT HAPPEN honestly he's such a sweet guy🥹.

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Pile 3

Your future is very shyyyy 🫣 so I don't see a whole lot of like physical touching. I think you two are like dating online 😂 I see a lot of flirty text. I think you both are very shy and that's why I am barely getting any info 😅. Or they are a very closed off person in General. I do see them really wanting to hold hands tho and like other soft things. I can feel the blush all over my face literally flushed with fever 🥵. I think they find you too beautiful to even touch at times and just want to keep you safe and clean like a porcelain doll. He likes to keep you dolled up all like a princess you both may be into dressing like royalty. Roleplay?

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[luvrdrop]

#“ SPOIL HER “ !!

ft. chifuyu matsuno x afab reader!

synop: you and your boyfriend went out shopping and he was mesmerized by not only the skirt you had on, but the skimpy clothes you were picking.

cont: public sex ( in a sex store bathroom ), fingering ( f receving! ), sucking dick while driving loll, petnames sweetie, sweetheart, pretty, baby!, unprotected sex!

“ you ready yet, princess? “ chifuyu called out after turning the kitchen light off before you popped out from down the hallway, purse and phone in hand. chifuyu found himself looking you up and down, at the outfit you had chosen. a cute little crop top, with a very short skirt. he wasn’t going to scold you or tell you to change, chifuyu wasn’t that type of boyfriend.

he enjoyed seeing you all happy to dress up in your little outfits and twirling around in the mirror when you found something you liked. he could never break your little heart by telling you to change. after you both loaded in the car, he drove you to the mall. where you would be spending most of your day.

chifuyu held your bags as you went from store to store, picking out shoes, bags, clothes, anything cute you laid your pretty little eyes on. he never cared about a price, no amount of money spent could compare to the sweet smile plastered over your face when you got what you wanted, you were just too cute. and quite honestly, you gave him a run for his money without even realized. even when you tried to decline his offers of buy the things you may have shown liking to, he was always a step ahead, already placing it in the cart or adding it to his digital cart ready to check it out.

he had no will in his heart to tell you no.

after a couple of hours of shopping, you landed in a sex store. you were looking around at the lingerie and cute little toys they had. you bent down in front of chifuyu to look at something and he almost lost it. the way your ass looked, poked up in the air like that had him going insane. and you kept doing it, as if it was on purpose. so when you found yourself in the bathroom, pressed up against the wall with your boyfriend’s tongue all over your neck, you weren’t surprised.

you were panting, as he licked and sucked leaving dark marks all over your chest and neck, your thighs clenching together. “ f-fuyu.. please.. “ you whimpered out for him to touch you more, anywhere. “ mmm? “ he asked while he lapped at the fat dark mark left on your skin. “ what you want baby? “ he asked, looking up at you with a shit eating grin. “ fuyu.. it’s-.. drippin out.. “ you stammered, feeling a bit of your arousal leaking down your trembling thigh. “ would’ya look at that.. “ you looked down and seen that your boyfriend was almost on his knees, peeping under your skirt.

he smirked at the sight of your throbbing cunt, dripping with slick. “ you didn’t put any panties on.. you forgot baby? “ he asked sweetly, running his finger up your thigh to catch the dripping wetness, before rubbing that same finger up and down your clit. “ hngh- fuyu! “ you cried out, reaching down to grab at his arm. “ ah ah, stop. don’t touch me, sweet girl. “ he demanded. you whined out at the command. “ s’ okay, pretty. i’ll help you.. spread em. “ he pulled your legs apart a bit as you leaned on the bathroom sink, you felt him push you back further, so you held onto the side of the sink, placing your weight on it and lifting your thighs, “ baby.. you look so pretty like this.. “ he said as he placed two fingers into your sopping hole, his eyes were locked to yours. as you felt his digits enter you, you gasped. this caused him to rub his thumb on your clit to soothe you.

“ s’ okay, baby. “ he cooed, his eyes were now amusingly watching how your pussy sucked in his fingers, drenching almost his whole entire hand. your head threw back in pleasure as he finger fucked you into oblivion. you gripped onto the cold sink, your rings clinking against it as you squeezed on it, chifuyu sped up his finger movements, you were getting close already.

you felt a hand clasp around the back of your head pulling you upwards just enough to look straight forward, you were met with your boyfriend’s pretty eyes. “ you’re so cute, baby.. “ he said, his voice low and sensual. you felt like you were going to lose your mind. “ you can’t cum.. not yet, sweetheart. “ he pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you to whine from the feeling of him pulling away from you. he helped you down on your two shaky knees, heading to pay for your items as you walked behind him like a lost puppy in heat.

the car ride started with him teasing you while he drove, every red light he’d pull you to kiss him pushing his tongue down your throat while you sucked on it, your pussy was dripping all over the leather seats of his car. you were aching to feel him, you found yourself leaving over the arm rest and pulling down on the zipper of his pants. “ baby.. you’re such a good girl. gonna make me feel good? “ you nodded to his question while you pulled his cock out of his pants. he was hard, you started by letting a big wet glob of your spit land onto his tip as you stroked it with your hand. you felt him tense up at the feeling, you then placed your lips onto the tip of his dick, before pushing down until he reached the hilt of your throat. you moved up and down, reaching your hand down to cup his balls, massaging them. “ ah- fuck, baby. you’re so so good to me.. “ he moaned to you as this left hand found it’s way to your head, he didn’t push you, he just rested his hand there. you went faster wanting him to bust all over your face and down your throat but sadly, your wishes were denied when you felt him pull up into the drive way.

he pulled his pants up and placed a quick kiss on your lips. “ cmon, sweetie. “ he got out before quickly heading to your side to help you out of the car. he lifted you and held you, making his way into the house with you in his arms. he locked the door behind the both if you before leading you to the bedroom and laying you flat on the bed. “ chifuyu.. i want you.. “ you whined out reaching out for him. he tilted his head, “ oh yeah? want me to fuck you silly, baby? “ you nodded frantically. he tucked his fingers under the waistband of the mini skirt you had on, pulling it down and placing it somewhere on the floor, he also lifted the crop top you wore and unclasped your bra, leaving you completely naked.

he leaned down, wrapping his pink lips around your sore, perky nipples. you moaned at the feeling as he lapped at your breasts, meanwhile he was pulling down the pants he had on all day, freeing his cock to bounce up against your thigh. he lifted up with a few strands of his hair stuck on his forehead from him sweating. “ you ready, baby? “ he asked as you felt his tip lining up with your hole. you nodded again and he shook his head. “ no baby, tell me. “ he rested his elbow on the side of your head, caging you. “ yes.. please. “ you pleased, wanting to feel him deep inside you, and he pushed until he was buried inside you til the hilt. your eyes were already rolling towards the back of your head at the stretch he gave you like always. it was something that you still haven’t gotten used to.

this lasted for what seemed to be hours as he relentlessly pounded into you. you could hear it, the squelching sound of your sex’s colliding together. “ so pretty.. “ he whispered to you, his hand creeping up to land around your throat slightly pushing. his abdomen lay flat against your pelvis while he pushed you into the soaked sheets and mattress. “ oh my god… fuck.. “ you moaned out grabbing onto him as you did anytime you were close, anytime you felt that knot of burning pleasure building into your stomach.

“ you’re close, baby? “ he asked as you felt his thumb slid up to your lip, parting your two lips and resting flat on your tongue while you sucked on the digit, he pulled his thumb out of your mouth and placed it onto your almost numb clit as he bullied his cock into you, you nodded to his question. he circled his thumb fast over your nub, making your orgasm squirt out of you like a waterfall. you let out a loud cry at the pleasure spreading all over your body. “ shit baby… you gonna let me come inside? “ he asked and you whined pushing your hips up into his thrusts as he pushed his seed into your womb, feeling the hot semen settle into you.

chifuyu cleaned you up afterwards and snuggled you up in the sheets before grabbing your favorite snacks and turning on a show he knew you liked but when he got back you were asleep, so he placed the drinks in the mini fridge and put the snacks on the night stand before getting in bed, cuddling up to you.

“ i love you sweetheart, goodnight. “ as he kissed your forehead.

a/n: WAAAAA OMG this was so hard to write because my work kept getting deleted after i wrote it :(( i need to figure out what’s best to write on!! this is shorter than i expected but i hope that it’s good for now!! happy fourth of july & i have a few asks now that i have this out of the way i can work on those!! thank you all so much for the support and love!!

©️luvrdrop <3 reblogs are appreciated!!

( not proofread! )

[rafeandonlyrafe]

virginity

words: 3.2k

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, virgin!reader and virgin!rafe, kind of bullying at the beginning, very cute and fluffy rafe, reader is implied to be a kook, first date, female receiving oral, fingering, p in v sex, protected (for once! yay) sex

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“oh my god, bridgette, you'll never guess who asked me out!” you squeal, flopping onto her bed.

“ooh, umm… kelce?” she guesses, but you just shake your head no, the smile on your face growing.

“rafe!” 

bridgette sits up instantly. “rafe as in rafe cameron?” you can tell by the look on her face that she's skeptical.

“the one and only.” you nod.

“but um… he doesn't date?” she says, genuine confusion in her voice.

“i thought you said he was basically a rich frat boy?” you sit up, now thinking over the interaction, but there's no way to confuse “will you go to dinner with me tomorrow night?” as anything other than asking on a date.

“well, yeah, he parties and stuff but he doesn't… date. he's never had a girlfriend.”

“well, ive never really had a boyfriend.” you shrug. “and don't say jonathan because he does not count.”

“yeah, but you have an excuse, y/n. your parents moved you all over the country, you didn't have time to date until your parents settled here a few months ago.” bridgette counters, and she does have a point. you've never been in one place long enough to form a true relationship. “i think rafe just doesn't date because he doesn't like any girls enough.”

you frown, thinking over her words. “well i guess that means he likes me enough to ask.” you say quietly.

bridgette shrugs. “good for you. he better take you somewhere expensive, boy has MONEY!” she says, causing you both to erupt into laughter. “oh…” bridgette suddenly quiets. “i wouldn't tell evelyn. she has the biggest crush on him, she'd get so jealous if she knew you asked him out.”

-- the next day --

“hey dad…” you say in a sweet voice, fluttering your eyelashes at him.

“oh god, y/n, what do you want?”

“can i borrow your credit card?” you ask with a whine.

“y/n, you are an adult! you can’t keep borrowing my credit card! what do you need anyways?” “a new outfit… for a date tonight.” you whisper the last part, but your dads eyes still bulge open.

“a what?” “come on dad, all my outfits are so revealing, don’t you want me to buy something more covered up? or should i wear that pink skirt mom got me-” “no!” your dad cuts you out, fishing his wallet out of his pocket, slapping the credit card into your hand. “something that doesn’t show too much skin, y/n.” he warns, and you nod and run out to your car before he can lecture you or ask you any more questions about the date.

--

you look through the rack of dresses, trying to find one that you like and would feel comfortable in tonight with rafe. you don't want to give him the wrong idea by showing up wearing a dress that's more suited for a club or party.

you have some hangers already in your hand of dresses to try on when you hear a shout of your name. you look up to see evelyn and her two best friends following her. 

when you moved to the outer banks, you quickly assimilated into the social scene and learned that evelyn was the queen bitch, super wealthy, but not at all likable, with an insane amount of possessiveness over rafe, despite him never even showing interest in her. evelyns first words to you were to stay away from him, but you won't let her intimidate you away from this date.

“what are you shopping for?” evelyn asks, her lips smeared in a bright red shade of lipstick that contrasts her light hair.

“a date tonight.” you reply, keeping your eyes mostly on the clothes, trying to convey that you're not interested in whatever show of dominance she's attempting.

“i heard about that. how did you scam rafe into taking you somewhere?” she asks, her friends snickering behind her.

“he asked me, actually.” you hum, keeping your body language disinterested, despite feeling your heart start to beat faster. “I guess he likes me.”

“that's real funny, y/n.” evelyn says, placing her hand on the rack to stop you from looking. “because rafe is mine.”

“should i call him right now?” you look her in the eye, your temper reading on your face. “should I have him tell you what you already know? that he's not interested?”

“you are such a bitch!” evelyn yells, and the storekeeper finally becomes aware of the situation, heading out from behind the counter and towards you. “i will ruin you for stealing him.” evelyn states before turning and stomping out of the store, her entourage falling in step behind her.

“miss, are you okay?” the shopkeeper asks.

you hum and nod, knowing that whatever they plan on doing won't work, evelyn may have popularity because of her money, but everyone knows not to trust a word out of her mouth. “can i get a dressing room to try these on actually?” you ask, picking up a dress that you think would be perfect for tonight.

--

the doorbell rings and you give your father a glare, already having warned him to stay in the living room and let you answer the door. the last thing you need is your father scaring rafe before your date has even begun.

you open the door, letting out a breath of relief when rafe is also dressed up. you realized while buying the dress that you didn't actually know where you were going for dinner, you just assumed it would be on the fancier side.

“wow.” rafe let's out a gasp, “you look beautiful.”

you blush, smoothing out the front of your dress, giving you an excuse to break eye contact and look down at yourself. “you look really handsome too.”

“let me help you down the stairs.” rafe extends his hand, and you subtly wipe your palm against your dress before placing it in his, accepting his help out the front door as these are new heels (you couldn't resist when your dad gave you his card).

rafe keeps your hands locked together as he leads you towards his truck, of course opening the door for you and helping you in.

you smile at rafe as he gets into the driver's seat. “im excited.” you tell him honestly.

“me too.” rafe grins, keeping his eyes on the road as he takes off but reaching over your tangle your fingers together again. “im nervous too though.”

“rafe cameron did not just admit he is nervous.” you gasp, making rafes smile grow as he shakes his head.

“i really like you.” he explains further, making you smile and lift his hand to your face, pressing your lips to it in a kiss. 

--

“how's your food?” rafe asks, taking a bite of his own. you ordered salad, too nervous to eat anything else in front of rafe. since he admitted how he felt about the date, it felt all the more real.

“it’s really good!” you say. “thanks for taking me.”

rafe smiles at you, his eyes containing a warmth you haven’t seen before. “so, where did you live before moving to the outer banks?”

you had told rafe before that you moved around a lot, but never got into the specifics, so you spend most of the dinner telling him all the states that you’ve lived in and responding to his questions while asking some of your own.

rafe accepts the check and pays for you without question, brushing off your thanks before leading you out of the restaurant, his hand firmly placed on your back.

“do i need to get you home by any time?” rafe asks when you get back in the car.

“no.” you shake your head. “i don’t want to go home yet either.”

rafe smiles at you, reaching over to place his hand on your thigh as he drives towards his house. you hum softly to the music, glad for the short drive before you’re walking into tanneyhill. rafe informs you that everyone else is gone, so it’s just you two.

“should we watch a movie?” rafe asks, gesturing towards the couch in the living room.

“sure! you pick though.” you say, not wanting to have to make the choice. rafe sits down on the couch and picks up the remote, navigating to some comedy you haven’t seen before. you sit down next to him, close enough for your thighs to be touching.

rafe wraps his arm around your shoulder, letting you get comfortable against his side.

the movie is decently funny, but you’re far more focus on being tucked up against rafe. at a funny scene, rafe lets his laughter loose, and you can’t help but turn and look to him, watching his face light up.

rafe notices you watching him and his laughter softens into a smile. “can i kiss you?” he asks.

you nod, turning to face him as rafe places a hand on your cheek, bringing your mouths together in a kiss that quickly turns more passionate as you deepen it. you shift again so that you straddle rafes lap, placing your hands on his shoulders as you continue to kiss, your dress pooling on his lap.

“y/n-” rafe gasps when he pulls away, realizing both of you went a little overboard when your lips first touched.

“i have to tell you something rafe.” you say, realizing the compromising position you’re in and not wanting to give him the wrong idea.

“what is it baby?” rafe questions, his hands falling to rest on your hips.

“i’m… i’m a virgin.” you admit.

rafe lets out a sigh, like he’s relieved, which causes your brows to scrunch together in confusion. “i never thought i’d say this to you but i am too.”

“what?” you question. “i thought you were known for partying and flirting and stuff!” “yeah, i used to flirt a lot but i was never serious enough with anyone to sleep with them… not until you.” “oh my god.” you coo, leaning forward to press your lips together again. rafe wraps his arms around your waist, pulling your chests closer together.

“i would lose it with you, baby. if you want.” rafe says.

“i-yes. i want that.” you nod.

“tonight? now? only if you’re sure.” rafe says. “i know we’ve only gone on one date, but it feels… right.”

“i agree.” you nod. “i’m not saying we are going to be together forever based off one date but i want to lose it with you. together.” 

“let me take you upstairs then.” rafe stands effortlessly, with you clinging to his front as his arms hold you steady. you press soft kisses to his neck as he carries you, feeling equal parts nervous and excited for what is about to happen.

rafe sets you down on the end of his bed before stepping back, admiring you in his bedroom, especially knowing what you are about to do together.

“can i take your dress off?” rafe asks, and you nod, letting him come up and grab the bottom of your dress. you lift your hips so he can pull it up and over your head, and you let out a silent thanks to god that you wore matching underwear.

“you’re so gorgeous.” rafe says, looking down at you with glossed over eyes. you can tell from the tightness of his pants that he’s not unaffected by seeing you like this.

“sit down, let me take your shirt off.” you tell rafe, grabbing his hand so he sits next to you on the bed. you tug his shirt off, admiring his muscles as you run your hands over them. rafes hands stay on his knees, waiting for permission to touch you now that you’re scantily dressed.

“do you… do you want to take your pants off?” you ask, glancing down at his crotch. “it seems painful.” you giggle.

“yeah, the zipper hurts.” rafe admits, unzipping his pants and pulling them down his legs so he’s in just his underwear, his cock straining against the fabric, a small patch of wetness already growing.

“do you wanna lay down? i want to kiss you some more.” rafe asks.

you nod, moving up the bed until you can rest your head against the pillows. rafe crawls over your body, his eyes mesmerizing every inch of bare skin until he can press his lips against yours, the kiss is passionate but slow and deliberate, building up gradually until you’re moaning against rafes lips.

you reach behind your back, unclipping your bra before taking it off, flinging it somewhere in the room to be picked up later. rafe gives you a final kiss before looking down at your bare chest.

“oh fuck.” he groans, reaching with one hand to grip the underside of your breast, holding it in his palm as he slides down, his mouth falling open onto your nipple. you let out a moan as rafe explores your chest and what makes you moan the loudest.

he plays with your nipple with his tongue, then teases around it before ultimately sucking it into his mouth before switching and repeating on the other side.

“is that good?” rafe asks, and you give an enthusiastic nod. “really good.” “should i…” rafe looks down at your underwear, and you give another nod.

“you’re going to have to um… finger me. to open me up for you, ya know?” you cringe at your words, but you know it’s true and don’t want your first time to hurt.

“yeah, yeah of course.” rafe tugs at your underwear, his eyes staying between your thighs as he tosses the fabric to the floor. you take a deep breath before spreading your legs, putting your cunt on display for him.

“so sexy.” rafe praises you, moving so he’s lying between your thighs. he spreads your folds open with two fingers before using his other hand to rub his pointer finger over your pussy.

he traces around your clit before bumping it, making you flinch at the sudden pleasure.

“was that good?” rafe asks, and you just let out a moan in response when he doesn’t wait, rubbing over your clit again.

rafe smiles, moving his finger lower to your entrance before circling around that as well. he presses against your tight ring of muscle, thankful that you’re already quite wet as you relax and give way, letting his finger slip inside.

he begins to thrust it in and out slowly, building up speed as it becomes easier for him to move.

“try to add a second.” you tell him after a minute.

rafe nods, managing to work a second finger inside of you, but he can tell by the way your forehead scrunches that it’s not as comfortable as one, so he leans forward and presses his tongue against your clit.

“oh fuck!” you scream out as he flicks the tip of his tongue over and over, allowing you to focus on that instead of his fingers thrusting in and out of you.

rafe even makes a point to separate his fingers some, widening them to open you up even more. you don’t even flinch this time as his tongue stays playing with your clit.

“i’m ready.” you pant. “i’m ready, i need you rafe.”

rafe nods, moving to kneel between your legs, not sure what the best position to put you in is, but you seem to have it already thought out as you take a pillow and put it under your hips to raise them so he can stay kneeling on the bed.

rafe works his underwear off, and your eyes widen when his cock is revealed, regretting telling him you were ready after just two fingers. he grabs the condom he must have tossed onto the bed earlier and rips it open, sliding the latex down his length.

“if you need more time…” rafe trails off.

“just go slow.” you say, knowing he will stop at any point if you really need him to.

rafe moves closer, holding himself in his hand as he lines up with your entrance. his head pushes in easily, but the further forward his hips move, the more you struggle, but rafe sees it and slows down until he’s finally fully seated inside of you.

something sparks in that moment, realizing that you have both lost your virginity and it has rafe bending down over your body to press your lips together. you appreciate the kiss as it gives you even longer to adjust before rafe starts rocking into you slowly.

“that feels good.” you reassure rafe, all feelings of pain now gone.

“you feel good.” rafe says, unsure how he’s able to keep so much control over himself to not go feral in this moment, but he likes you too much, cares too much to move any faster and potentially cause you pain.

he keeps up the slow movements, moving from just rocking to actually thrusting as he starts to pull further out. 

“faster.” you whimper, eyes sliding closed as you focus on his length inside of you.

rafe doesn’t question you, needing to move more himself as he begins to speed up his thrusts, pushing his hips forward harder as well.

“i-i’m sorry i don’t know much longer i’m going to last.” rafe admits.

“it’s okay just touch my clit again.” you say. you would do it yourself but your body feels weightless right now, and you’re not sure if you can raise your arms up.

rafe nods, gripping your hip with one hand but letting the other roam to your cunt, rubbing his thumb over your clit as he tries to hold back his orgasm as long as possible while still pushing his cock into your heat repeatedly.

you let out your moans with freedom, knowing that there is no one else in the house to hear you. rafe begins to grunt and you feel him swelling inside of you and you know that he’s close.

rafes body falls forward, his thumb still moving on your clit but his cock stilling as he cums, filling up the condom as he pants heavily.

“y/n!” rafe finishes with a call of your name. you are so close to your orgasm, and you surmise rafe must know as he stays inside of you, rubbing faster until you cum, your body arching off the mattress, even underneath rafes weight as your high hits you with a shout.

you manage to reach to push rafes hand away, needing the overwhelming pleasure on your clit gone as your orgasm works through your body.

rafe curses when your cunt pulsates around him, but waits until you’re done to pull out. he flops to the side, pulling the condom off and tossing it into the trashcan next to his nightstand.

“how does it feel to no longer be a virgin?” you ask.

“felt good to finally use that condom i’ve been keeping in my wallet since i turned 16.” rafe laughs, reaching his arm out to pull you closer to him. “but seriously, i’m glad i lost it with you.” “i’m glad too.” you smile, pressing a quick peck to his lip. “and maybe i should have asked you this before we had sex but… will you be my girlfriend?”

“oh my god, yes!” you squeal.

[starsfic]

This is a random bonus scene from a fic idea I had.

With the whole game of the merch going on in his family, Qi Xiaotian couldn't help the flinch and spark of annoyance when he walked into the toy store and saw his face beaming from a wall of LEGO sets.

Yes, the merch allowed him to rake in huge amounts of money for his savings and to spend freely. (He just had to figure out how to put some of that money in Pigsy and Tang's account before they noticed and refused.) But the game made it feel weird to stare at his own face.

He shook it off. He wasn't here for that. He was here to buy Bai He a gift for her birthday.

Thankfully, no huge crowd rushed him. A few kids recognized him and rushed up and Xiaotian was more than happy to sign autographs for them (a few of them were wearing his cosplay set! So cute!). But Xiaotian easily made his way to the plushie section. This store was running a special on cat plushies, so-

He paused and blinked at the sight that greeted him.

The Demon Bull King was in the store.

Unlike the last time he was in a store, however, he wasn't rampaging. He was even dressed modernly, wearing a comfy sweater and a plaid skirt. Instead, he held a basket and was eyeing the shelves. Xiaotian turned his gaze away with a shrug. Maybe Red had some little cousins or something who's birthday was coming up.

He eyed the shelves of cat plushies. No white, definitely not, but none looked like Mo the most. However, there were a few black cat plushies and even more orange cats. And Bai He loved hanging out with Sun Wukong and Macaque! Xiaotian snagged the two colors and made the mistake of looking over.

DBK held one of his plushies. He seemed to be studying it with great intensity. Xiaotian found himself holding still, expecting DBK to rip the head off. He wasn't in the mood to fight, but he would if he did that, didn't he-

Then their eyes met. There was a long pause, long enough that Xiaotian almost wanted to check his temperature to make sure this wasn't a weird fever dream. The demon himself blinked, as if caught off guard, before his eyes narrowed.

Making direct eye contact, DBK lowered the little Monkie Kid doll into his basket. The sheer size difference between him and the basket made the scene feel even more strange.

And then DBK spoke, his voice rumbling in Xiaotian's ears.

"Nobody will ever believe you."

...alright, fair enough. Xiaotain honestly didn't believe himself.

[gejo333]

An Unexpected Match VIII

Pt. 1 Pt.9

DBF/DILF Miguel O’Hara x female reader

Summary: It’s the day of the holiday party at your parent’s house…😱

No mature warning in this chapter.

Can’t believe I got another chapter out so fast! Pray that I keep up with this pace!🙏

I apologize for any grammar mistakes I missed!

Enjoy!🥰

Wc: 2.8k

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You scanned through the various clothes on the rack, trying to tone out the Christmas music playing over the speakers mixed with the various chatter of other people around you. You smiled when you spotted a beautiful spring dress you thought would be perfect for Gabi.

After buying it you walked over to the women's clothing where Stephanie was looking through skirts.

"Find anything cute?" You say as you look over the clothing rack.

"Sadly not." She pouted as she joined you on the other side as you both began to walk through the store.

"Do you have everything on your list?"

"One last thing. I've gotten everyone's gift. Just finished getting all of Miguel's and I just have one left for Gabi. It's this popular doll. It's from this new movie. This is the third store I've gone to to try and find it. I asked Miguel but he's had no luck either.

"You guys are such cute parents. I love it. Can't wait to earn the title Auntie Stephanie."

"Cute. I forgot to ask you this after the last barbecue, but did you tell Jack about me and Miguel? It's ok if you did, I know it's hard to keep secrets from someone your in a relationship with."

"Girl, I would never reveal a secret like that. Though Jack might be my boyfriend you are my bestie. But Jack did come to me and asked if I knew anything. He said he noticed the way Miguel looks at you. He said to me, 'he looks at her like she is the light of his life. The only person in the room.'"

"Do u think it's really noticeable to everyone?" You bit your lower lip as you give her a worried look.

"Nah, you know Jack is really good at reading people. You would know if everybody in the neighborhood knew." Stephanie chuckled.

"True." You chuckled along with her. "Miguel and I are going to say we're a couple at the holiday party tonight." You added. Your words made  Stephanie stop, grasping your forearm as she looked at you wide eyed.

"No way! I'm both nervous and excited for you. You think your parents will take it ok?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I know my mom would be thrilled that I'm in a serious relationship again. But i know she'll be upset that I lied plus I know my dad and her might not take it well since Miguel is closer in age to them than me. Now that I think about it. They're not going to take it well. What do you think?" You looked at Stephanie with hopeful eyes but they switch to worry when you saw her shake her head.

You arrive to the toy section of the store eyes widening when you see the vast amount of people grabbing things left and right.

"Shit. Ok. Steph, you know what I'm looking for, you go this way and I'll go the other. See you on the other end."

"If we make it out alive." Stephanie says before you split up.

You search almost every section from top to bottom. As you begin to lose hope you smile seeing at the end of the last aisle was the doll Gabi wanted. As you you were nearing the shelf two other people grabbed the last one at the same time. You huff in frustration as you knew you had no chance of getting it now.

"Omg is that Oprah in the shoe department?" Yelled Stephanie making the two people drop the toy and rush over followed by a few other victims who heard her. You chuckle as you pick up the toy from the ground. "My savior."

"That's what I'm here for." She gently bumped your shoulder with hers as you both laughed.

After you bought the toy you and Stephanie left the overly crowded store.

You headed back to your car, driving back to your neighborhood, saying goodbye to Stephanie as you dropped her off and Jack's apartment before you drove back to Miguel's house, parking your car in the garage. Surprisingly, no one has seen you park your car in Miguel's garage. If they have maybe they thought you were going to babysit Gabi, like you did at the beginning before your relationship with Miguel.

You entered the house as a smile lands on your face as you see Gabi running to you with her red holiday dress, with no socks and her hair all messy.

"Hi baby bug. What's happening here." You chuckle as you set your bags down as you kneel down to her height.

"Papa was helping me get dress for the holiday party at your parents house. But when I heard you come home I ran down to see you." You lift her up in your arms as you walk into the living room where you see Miguel in black dress pants and nice button up black shirt with a few buttons undone. On one side of his shoulders were Gabi's tiny socks and in one of his hands her shoes, so small compared to him.

"There's the little runaway princess and my beautiful queen." Miguel whispered the last part to you as he gave you a sweet kiss to your lips before you handed Gabi into his arms.

"No, I want y/n to help me get dress." Gabi pouted as she reached out back to you.

"But princesa, y/n needs to start getting ready." Miguel argued, but you smiled as you reached out and held her again. "It's ok. I'll help you finish putting your socks and shoes on."

"Can you do my hair in that pretty braid?"

"I think I have a good idea of what hairstyle I should do." You smile as you lead her upstairs to her bathroom followed by Miguel who went back to your bedroom to finish getting ready.

You sit her on her stool in front of the bathroom mirror as you help brush her hair. As you begin to style her hair by braiding some of her front parts before tying it in the back. You then grab your curling iron as you give her ends some curl plus some strands in the front. You then ask her to cover her eyes as you lightly put hair spray in her hair to keep its shape.

“All done.”

“Wow! I love it! Thank you.” Gabi smiles as you help her off the stool before having her sit on her bed in her room so you could help get her socks on.

When you finally were able to get her last shoe on Miguel knocked on the door frame. “How it going?” He smiled as he entered the room.

“She’s all ready and looks beautiful.” You smile at Gabi as she looks back at you with a bigger smile.

“You look lovely princesa. Now let’s let y/n get ready.” Said Miguel as his hand rested on your lower back.

“Wait, can I ask a question?” Asked Gabi.

“What is it Baby bug?” You brows furrow looking at Miguel, as he gave you the same expression when you both saw Gabi become nervous and shy.

“What’s wrong mija?” You and Miguel sat on both sides of Gabi to try and comfort her.

“When I was at the kid center when we went camping, I told all my friends that y/n was my mom.” Gabi looks at Miguel before looking at you as she hugs her face against you before she added, “Can I call you mom?” Though her voice was barely above a whisper both you and Miguel heard her as you both look at each other, eyes wide.

Your heart swelled so big that it was hard for you to not shed a few tears. You look back to Miguel who gives you a wide loving smile. Maybe it was your imagination but you saw his eyes become glossy as if he was trying hard to hide his tears.

“Gabi, I would be honored if you called me mom. I’ve always loved you as my daughter. My little baby bug. You’ve made me the happiest woman in the world.” You smiled as you wiped away a tear.

“Yay! I love you Mama.” Gabi hugged you again beyond happy.

“I love you too Sweetheart.” You hug her back.

After letting you hug her a bit longer Miguel speaks, “Let’s let Mama get dressed now for the party, Gabi.” Both you and Miguel’s smiles widen when he said it.

“Kk.” Gabi let go of you as you and Miguel walked out of her room and to your shared bedroom.

When you both entered Miguel picked you up as he twirled you around before holding the back of your head as he passionately captured your lips with his. When your lips parted he placed his forehead against yours as you both couldn’t stop smiling.

“I love so much Mamita.” Miguel said as he kissed away your joyous tears before kissing you one more time on the lips.

“I love you so much too Papi.” You say which Miguel’s eyes widen slightly, your smile widening as you see his cheeks slightly turn red before you looked at his eyes, clouded with lust.

As the door was already closed Miguel picked you up and tossed you on to the bed, as you let out joyous giggle as he got on top you fluttering you with butterfly kisses across your face and neck.

After taking a bit longer from your quick rendezvous with Miguel you were finally ready as you head downstairs where Miguel sat on the couch as he watched Gabi draw with her crayons on the table. As you walked down the stairs Miguel looked up as he stood up and joined you at the bottom of the steps, pulling you against him.

“Wow, Mama you look so beautiful!” Gabi said as she got up from her table and ran over to you.

“She does look really beautiful.” Said Miguel as he leaned down and kissed your cheek, knowing your red lipstick would rub on to his lips, not that either of you’d mind if it weren’t for the event your were going to.

You took a deep breath as you try to calm you rising nerves about tonight. Miguel noticed right away as he took your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before kissing your knuckles.

“Everything will be ok tonight. No matter the reaction, always remember the home that loves you the most.” Miguel said as you looked at him before looking at Gabi gazing up at you with a big smile. You look back up to him as you take in a another deep breath before saying, “you’re right. I guess I should head over. I’ll see you both in a bit.” You leave Miguel’s hold as you blow them both a kiss before leaving the house and walking over to your parents.

Back in Miguel’s house:

“Papa, why aren’t we going with Mama?” Asked Gabi as she sat back in her place at the living room table coloring.

“You remember that Mama and Papa’s relationship is a secret, because we don’t know how others will react when they find out?”

“Yeah.”

“Well Mama is going over there to help her parents with set up for the party and make sure they are happy as Mama and I are going to tell them later tonight that we are together.”

“Yay!”

Back to you at your parent’s house:

You open the door to your parents house, embraced with the various smells of food.

“Y/n?” Yelled your mom from the kitchen.

“Yes, it’s me.” You say as you hang up your coat before walking into the kitchen to see your brothers, dad, Stephanie and your mom all helping out with food preparation.

“Hi honey. You look gorgeous!” Said your mother as she set down the spoon she was stirring in the pot before coming over to hug you.

“Hey mom, thanks. Sorry I was a bit late. Is there anything I can help with?”

“Everything is pretty much done but you can help bring the good to the dining room table.” Said your father as he finished preparing the salad.

“Ok cool.” You say as you grab a dish and bring it to the dinning room. Everyone from the kitchen followed, bringing a dish with them.

“Hey, Mom, dad?” They both look at you with a smile, waiting for you to continue. “I wanted to ask what you both thought if I was in a relationship…” you pause as you glance at Stephanie and Jack and then to Liam who was the only one who sent you a confused look. Getting the hint the couple walked back to the kitchen, Liam lagging behind wanting to know your conversation before Stephanie came back rolled her eyes as she tugged Liam out of the room by his arm.

“As I was saying, what would you guys think if I said I was in a new relationship?”

“That would be marvelous sweetheart!” Said your mother.

“Of course we would be happy for you.” Added your father.

“Would your thoughts change if I said he was slightly older than me?”

“Of course our thoughts wouldn’t change. Its always better to date a mature man.” Said your mother as your father nodded in agreement.

You smiled relieved to here their approval. Well, at least for the first part of the plan you and Miguel came up with this morning in bed for how you both were going to tell your parents of your relationship.

“How long has this relationship with this new guy been going on for?” Asked your father.

“Four and half to about 5 months.” Not including the weekend together two years ago. You left that part out.

“Right after your break up with Tyler? That’s fast sweetie.” Said your mother.

“Well, a rebound after Tyler turned into a date, then a bunch more before we became official.” You slightly lied, knowing full well sex with Miguel that night 5 months ago wasn’t a rebound after breaking up with your ex, but a night where you and Miguel were finally able to show the person you care for how much you love them.

“Oh, I see. That’s nice.” Said your mother with a small smile before returning back to the kitchen. You internally winced when you saw her reaction to your response.

Luckily your parents couldn’t push further as neighbors started to enter your the house for the holiday party.

After there was quite a few people throughout the house, making it busy Miguel walked in with Gabi.

Your parents headed over to greet the O’Hara’s as you tagged along.

“Hey Miguel. How’ve you been man? Haven’t seen you around much lately.” Said your father ash he greeted Miguel with a very light slap to his back.

“Just been extremely busy at work lately.”

“I’m hoping y/n as been able to help you.” Said your mom as she greeted Miguel with a welcoming hug.

“Yeah, she has.” Miguel looked at you as you both tried to not laugh from your mother’s oblivious words.

You and Miguel gave each other a greeting hug, still trying to make sure to not look too familiar with each other.

“Hi Gabi.” You say as you kneel down to hug her as she happily returns it. “Hi Mama.” Gabi whispered so only you could hear as she tried to hide her giggle. You smiled down at her as you brushed a stray strand of her hair from her face, secretly telling her you heard her. You stand back to your full height as you, Miguel and your parents begin to catch up with each other as you and Miguel still stayed pretending that you didn’t live with each other, and didn’t know what the other had been doing.

Watching from the corner of the room were the same brown eyes as before, glaring between you and Miguel and then down to Gabi as you helped fix her hair again. The stranger took a sip of their drink before setting it down on a side table before making their way over to you two as you were conversing with your parents.

"Long time no see, Miguel."

You, your parents, and Miguel look to the woman standing before you. Your brows furrow as you glance up at Miguel to see his eyes widen.

"Sofia? What are you doing here?"

The woman leaned down as she looked at Gabi who tucked herself between you and Miguel.

Sofia looked back up at you and Miguel, smirking before her eyes went back to Gabi. "Well obviously, I've come to see my precious daughter."

"Miguel?" You look at him as he returns your gaze before looking back at the woman with a glare.

"This is Sofia Grassi." Miguel looks at you and your parents before gazing down at his daughter who looks up at him then back at the strange woman,

"Gabi, this is your mother."

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[lxdymoon0357]

Hi if it's okay can I please ask for a yandere Kosair with a Yuutsu darling and where she's friends with his sister and he slowly grows obsessed her and attached to her

(of-course, it was fun to write this!! Also apologies for the mistakes, I tried my best to find as much info about Yuutsu as possible!!)

Yandere! Kosair X Yuutsu (OC)! Reader

❀ You were a dressmaker in the Eastern empire, and your dresses were not a part of a huge showroom, but you just made a few dresses here and there for people and your prices depended on the materials of the dress, your dresses were silently famous and the words eventually received by the empress who needed a dress for a little get-away.

❀ She came to you, asked to make a dress and you did, and Navier enjoyed it…A LOT! It was comfortable, made her feel happy and pretty, and it was everything she wanted, she asked you to make more for her for different occasions and you agreed, you and her slowly in this way became friends.

❀ Navier would often get you to make dresses for her and her ladies-in-waiting or her nobility friends and she would often model it for you in a silent and modest manner, you quickly became one of her dearest friends whom she’d vent about all her problems to.

❀ Soon you met Kosair, who was the empress’s brother, and he looked identical to her!! You weren’t lying, he was adorable like his sister, but in an opposite manner, he was not afraid to hit a person who disrespected him unlike Navier who is very peculiar of her reputation, so it wasn’t hard to be friends with him as long as you don’t hurt Navier or anger him!!

❀ Slowly, slowly you also became very close with Kosair as he was more of an explorer he was always out and about and he visited you with some gifts or something to help you with your interests, he would also love it if you made him some clothing as well, he is obsessed with you after all!!

❀ And no, I’m not kidding when I say he’s OBSESSED with you…HE IS OBSESSED WITH YOU. You’re so sweet, soft and kind looking along with your pretty long pink hair, your creativeness and your two babies, who are kittens apparently!! He was ready to propose when he first saw you, no lie…

❀ He notices every little detail about you, like your light pink coloured nails, you relaxing more when it’s raining, the absurd amount of hair clips and ribbons for your hair, how you aren’t able to accept a gift because of your nervousness as you feel that you aren’t deserving of it, the pink and cute choker you always have around your neck for some reason…, the way your face turns red when you cry or blush even though you have a poker face on, the white, pink and black decorate which is spoopy; cute and spooky. And so much more, he has noticed!!

❀ Don’t worry! He won’t do anything rash, well not for a good long while, until someone decides to touch you or try to court you or try to be your suitor, they aren’t alive for long and are mostly beaten up and never found or accused of horrible crimes!! He has connections; he is a noble after all!!

❀ He is not gonna kidnap you, until he is sure you trust him a 100% and until you both are probably deep into a relationship, he is an impatient man but he will be patient and wait for the right for as LONG as possible if it’s for you!!

❀ He will make sure you have everything you want, Navier on the other hand is someone who contacts her brother with every problem you have, because she’s your best friend, she only wants what’s best for you and she wants to help solve any and every problem in your life!! And you fit perfectly with her brother; she WOULD LOVE TO HAVE YOU AS HER SISTER-IN-LAW!!

❀ He knows how much when a person makes dresses, they usually never get a pretty dress themselves by others, so he does exactly that, he buys you prettiest of dresses from different countries and with different fabrics, different styles, colours, patterns, dying techniques, etc. he is gonna make sure you’re gonna like them!! It’s just something he does; just don’t mind the tiny splatters of blood on some of them and by some of them I mean all of them…

[femwrldsstuff]

Clueless!

Ponyboy x fem!reader

I was hiding away with ponyboy and Johnny after johnny killed a Soc to save me and Ponyboy. Since I was involved, I stayed with pony and johnny. Me, ponyboy, and johnny here huddled together inside the church, asleep.

I woke up from a bad dream,breathing heavily.

Without making a sound,I stood up and walked out of the church.

These past days were hell for me,my routine was:cry,sleep,cry again and then fall asleep again.

Same cycle everyday.

And now it wasn't different,there wasnt one moment were i wasn't crying.

I was crying so much to the point they got annoyed by it.

But I knew they wouldn't admit it,or atleast I hoped so.

Suddendly I heard some noise from behind me,quickly wiping the tears off.

"It's not safe for you out here, we're still wanted, you have to come back in....."

Ponyboy mumbled half asleep.

I sighed and walked back in,Johnny was now awake,Ponyboy probably woke him up.

"Good, I was worried you would run aw-"

Johnny stopped mid sentence, once he saw your face, and the amount of tears that were streaming down your face.

"Have the tears stopped flowing for even a second?"

Ponyboy asked queitly.

I looked at him for a few seconds before hugging him,literally sobbing.

Ponyboy hugged me back, rubbing my back, trying to comfort me in some way.

Johnny sighed,sitting down.

My attention turned to Johnny for a few seconds but then quickly back to Ponyboy.

Johnny looked at me, he seemed to be getting annoyed from the constant sobbing.

Ponyboy, who was still hugging you, looked over at him, and shot him a don't you dare say anything about her crying look.

I burried my head in his chest,seeking for comfort.

Ponyboy continued to hug you he felt like nothing could go wrong if he could just keep hugging you the whole day.

Johnny walked over to the window, and started smoking again, now just staring out the window.

After a while I let go off him,sitting down in the corner.

I was thinking about Ponyboy,remembering how Cherry mentioned one or two times how she found him cute but I couldn't understand.

I hated it, and I hated her even more for that.

I mean,what is my problem?

Cherry is my pal.

I don't begrudge her a boyfriend.....

What does she want with Ponyboy anyway?

He dresses funny,he listens to complaint rock.

He's not even cute in a conventional way.

I mean,he's just this....slug.

Who hangs around the house all the time.

And he's a hideous dancer.

Couldn't take him anywhere.

"Wait a second,what am I stressing about?"

I thought to myself.

This is like,Ponyboy.

Okay,okay.

So he is kind of a Baldwin.

But what would he want with Cherry?

She couldn't make him happy.

Ponyboy needs someone with imagination,someone to take care of him.

Someone to laugh at his jokes,in case he ever makes any.

Then suddendly....

Oh,my God!

I love Ponyboy.

I am majorly,totally,butt crazy in love with Ponyboy!

But now I don't know how to act around him....

The day passed like crazy,soon enough we all fell asleep.

But I just couldn't,not when I was laying on the ground just a few inches away from him.

But he wasn't sleeping either,wich was good.

I looked at him....

All of a sudden I was all tense around him,there was no playfullness anymore.

Ponyboy noticed that,he thought you were mad at him....

"What's up with you?" Ponyboy asked.

"Nothin'." I answered shortly,i just couldn't be around him.

Ponyboy wasn't buying your explanation, you were always so bubbly and playful when you were with him, but now you were all tense, and reserved, there was something wrong, he was sure. He grabbed your hand and looked you directly in the eyes.

"Tell me what's wrong."

I blushed hardly and pulled my hand away "I need to take a breath...." I said,walking out the church.

Ponyboy got curious, he got curious as to why you pulled away, what was with that blush, and why the sudden mood shift... He got back up, and followed you out.

I sat down on the front porch.

He made sure the front door was closed, and sat next you, getting uncomfortably close to you, and getting so near your face, you could feel his breath on your skin.

"Tell me now."

I just couldn't,what if he didn't like me back?!

Of course he didn't....

I was freaking out that's for sure.

I loved him so much and I hated to lie to him.

But I kinda had to in this situation,it was a 50-50 chance here.

So I just decided to go for it....

I sighed "You know how much I hate when Cherry swoons over you?"

Ponyboy sat up, shocked, but relieved, this whole thing was just a girl having a crush on him. He leaned back, letting out a huge sigh, and looking at you.

"Yeah, I do remember, what about it?"

"Well,I kinda know why...." I mumbled.

Ponyboy was confused.

Ponyboy's face softened, and he had this slight smile on his face, he was just happy you didn't hate him.

"And why do you hate it?"

I sighed and leaned in,I did it,I kissed him!

Ponyboy wrapped his arms around you and kissed you back, and pulled you close. He kept kissing you for what felt like all eternity, his hands on your head, in your hair, on your back, rubbing, grabbing, squeezing, it felt so comfortable to be in his arms. You both fell onto his back, but he didn't let go of you, he just pulled you closer, wrapping himself around you.

After a bit we both pulled away....

I smiled "I love you Ponyboy Curtis."

"And I love you Y/N Y/L/N."

From the start,you were both cluelessly in love with eachother.

So....this was kind of a Clueless refference!

Hope y'all enjoyed!

[lamentingocean]

JAHA X READER

The dark clouds of the sky but only a memorable day of potentially dangerous rejection and love can occur into the streets of China, jaha didn't know what to do since he had always been the smartest in every situation and in every battle.

of when his clothes are bathed in the blood of powerful fighters and soldiers along his path to his goal, and to a world of bliss for rules to not be followed by such a class of martial artists,

Throwing their yuan away in such a cocky mentality, the master of the black rabbit clan knew how to take care of threats like that, even if it means having shards of a enemy's sword getting scattered in the ground of class, even if it means protecting ilyang, even if it means protecting Y/N from the dangers of this world, the dangers of China and therefore their path to power and vengeance leading to destruction and wars,even if it means the essence of insanity scraped his soul.

yuan rattled on his hand as he surveyed the remaining gifts to buy for Y/N. It was pure ruby earrings. It was a beautiful chinese dress, it was perfumes of the finest caliber of scents. there are so many options.

A flashback banged into his head. He suddenly remembered what you like, and what you like mattered to him even if he's a cold-blooded killer with an aura called the definition of danger.

"I actually like blue earrings, I like the way they shine, and they look like the ocean to me? Don't you agree?"

he came inside the shop where the earrings were stored at, there were many shades of color, blue, green, white, black, gray, orange. the blue one on the side caught his blood red eyes.

the beautiful earrings looking into his eyes were called.

The forbidden city of the ocean, it all spelled out in Chinese, and a rare Chinese ink to make it stand out more. he picked them up in slight awe. thinking: Would they look good on her? a voice interrupted his thought process. it was a man in the first desk.

with an angry look on why he dared touch a fine piece of jewelry, wearing his hands like an illuminating necklace, jaha questioned in his ordinary sass.

"What the fuck are you looking at?"

"You're touching a rich peice of jewelry? If you aren't going to pay for that, then get the hell out of my shop?"

he picked up the jewelry anyway and walked up to him. The intimidation scared the man that insulted a master terrified him to the brink. like it went through his thick skull. a large amount of yuan slammed onto the desk.

"I need to pay for this."

"First of all, you don't come up to my shop like that sir, most people treat the jewelry with respect."

It was at this point that this man was pushing him to the brim, even the vein on his forehead shown it as a sign to stop talking before death kisses him in the face into the afterlife. the man hesitated on spitting out the next words that will spill in the next second.

and if he did, then he had a 30 chance to be alive. His red eyes took his mind into a terrified panic. his words spit out orchestras of fear.

"FINE. IT'S FREE. TAKE IT. JUST DONT HURT ME.."

his sweat soak his armpits, the filling shit of his system kept pouring down out of fear of whoever this man is.

"W-who are you?"

his footsteps walked to the door, and jaha didn't want to speak to him any longer after his terrified voice almost gave him a nearing headache. He looked at the real price of the earrings.

"Hmm..50,000 yuan."

he went to a place he knew you would be at, since that's a place that stored the most memories of you inside that insane head. It was raining blossoms.

he saw you near the lake, looking beautiful as ever, with (whatever chinese outfit you like) somehow. he felt happy and a sensation of peace in his aura. like he felt like he was in heaven with you. Blossoms coated his void black hair cutely.

you turned with a bag of desserts on your arm, happy to be spending time with jaha after all the missions and drama you two have gone through.

From the demonic cult, the martial arts league, the light faction, and the dark faction.

you saw him with an existing happiness and popped a strawberry, chocolate cake that is small as a kitten in his mouth.

"COME ON♡ LETS GO TO THE QIXI FESTIVAL!"

(my comeback era for writing came back)

[simpingland]

Alliance of flowers and wings// Aemond Targaryen x Tyrell!fem!oc

When Aemond offers Lyassandre Tyrell a visit to Highgarden, she doesn't expect the gentlemen he really his, little does she know, Aemond wants something out of the smartest lady on court.

Aemond interacts with a kid and a lizard and I made it cute.

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Lyssandre was caught up walking around the forbidden halls of the Keep, again. She wasn't very quiet on her footsteps as she was "clueless" about the prohibitions.

"You can't be here, my lady" called a male voice. She wished for anyone but Ser Criston, he was an asshole. When she turned around, she wished for Ser Criston. It was the One-eyed Prince Aemond. She was screwd. With any other guard, it would be easy, she would flirt her troubles away. Just a smile and playing it dumb and they all let her go, no words to the queen. Even Criston Cole believed in her stupidity, little did he know, it was him the stupid one. But Aemond didn't buy it, he never has, not even when she arrived. The moment she saw the half blinded man, she couldn't fake anything, everything inside her went cold, she could barely look at him, it was even worse when she saw him fence for the first time. She learned the story of his dragon, and she didn't wish to meet more of such a cruel boy, now grow into a man.

"Oh, right...Silly me..."she tried to smile but her lips only trembled. "I didn't know that."

"Hum..." again, he could see through her big fat lie. "If you tell me the truth I would have let you go...but people don't hide away their good intentions..." he came closer, slowly.

"What bad intentions could I have, my prince?" She asked, trying to encourage herself.

"Spying? Stealing?" He made a pause, looking at her eyes. "Don't know, people here are very creative. Maybe you went to find someone to fuck..."

Lyssandre started to blush, accusations like that were very dangerous for a lady in waiting, she might be flirty but the Seven knew, she wanted a good match as a husband. "I beg you, do not think of me as something other than a noble lady, my prince...I would never do such a thing."

"My brother Aegon is a prince, higher lord than you...and you couldn't keep track of the amount of places he has jerked off..." he said, a little anger in his voice. "I'm glad I found you, my lady...I've been sent to Oldtown".

"Well, I wish you a good trip then", she bowed and started to walk away. But the prince hold her forearm, not roughly, but she was forced to stop.

"Highgarden is in the middle of the road, Lady Tyrell" he explained. "It's been long since your departure, am I correct?"

"Almost three years, my prince". She felt a quick and sharp feeling of nostalgia, her sister was a baby when she left, and her room was way prettier than the boring one she was given in the Red Keep.

"I can let you there, while I visit my brother Daeron. I would take you back here on my return". He let her arm go, staring with apparent uninterest as she thought about it.

"Well...it's a very generous offer..." it was, but travelling was long and she hated ships and carriages weren't much better. And also, she would be with Aemond Targaryen, the only person able to make her uncomfortable in the entire King's Landing.

"The journey will be short. Only a day, and I will stay in Oldtwon for two weeks".

Two weeks? That's a very good amount of time...wait...

"Only a day of travelling? But the roads are long and horses can't ride all day"

Aemond smirked, somethings Lyssandre only saw on his training sessions and they weren't very usual. "We won't ride, Lyssandre, we'll fly".

Before she couldn't even process it, they were waking her up early in the morning a couple of days later. Her clothes in a box, and a cloak. When she met Aemond, he was saying goodbye to the Queen, he stared at the dress of the Tyrell girl.

"This was my biggest dress, my prince...the only one that...might...not break apart ",she explained. He only smirked and hummed, as always, walking way ahead of her. But the walk had no perdition, Vhagar was very visible, waiting for his rider to fly away.

Aemond could see the girl shaking, and even then she was able to smile at the servants that crossed their way. The dragon's keepers would blush when they helped her to reach the dragon and they treated her belonging with extra care. Aemond could just watch, amazed at the charms of the girl who has always ignored him. She sat behind him, holding tight, but when Vhagar started to fly, she screamed and the prince almost choked at the tightness of the grip, her arms around his waist. It was a messy start, he felt her head hidding in his back, and once Vhagar stopped moving his wings, she separated a little.

"Are you enjoying the flight, Lady Tyrell?"

"Ye..yes...are we there yet?"

"Open your eyes and see" of course, even giving his back, he would have guessed that Lyssandre had her eyes tightly clossed. When she opened them, she screamed again, but it was shorter. Aemond laughed shamelessly but the views were stunning. They were very, very high...but the sky was clean, the mountains green and the sea would appear far away. "The gods and the dragons has this one thing in common...they see the world in all it's glory...and Targaryens are chosen to enjoy it".

And now Lyssandre was the chosen one to enjoy it as well...no Tyrell has walked on the sky, but she was the first one, maybe, just maybe, she was making history at this very moment, thanks to Aemond. She couldn't speak, so she just enjoyed the rest of the ride, letting Aemond speak every now and then. The sun was just beginning to dissappear when Highgarden was reached. Now she understood, she got a complete idea of the beauty her house holded. She recognised her castle far away, even her window. Aemond, aware of the fascination of the lady, made Vhagar fly three times around, letting her joy more than once her own home as the gods saw it.

When they landed, they walked for bit long, leaving that gigantic dragon behind. "I hope they have pie... I'm dying to eat again a pie made by Elwa..." she mumbled, more to herself than for Aemond.

"A pie? One of the most exotic lands in the Seven Kingdoms and you wish for pie?" Asked the prince, he has, in fact, payed attention. She would joke about it, but she didn't know where to draw the boundaries with the prince, and it was better not to risk his sympathy when you needed him later.

When they reached the castle, Lady Tyrell ran to the door. Her husband followed and run, only to stop his wife. They were a few inches apart, smiles on the Tyrell women, but Lord Tyrell knew that the correct manner to treat royalty was to give them priorities, then they would greet their daughter.

"Prince Aemond...what an honor to have you here with us...Let us host you, show our respect" said the men. He had the same hair as his daughter, same color in their eyes, but Lyssandre was all her mother, even the hidding grin was identical.

"Yes, my prince, we'd received a message but we didn't expected you so soon" she spoke. She was sweeter in her manners than her daughter.

A kid run towards Lord Tyrell's legs, hair like Lyssandre but the eyes of the mother.

"Father! A dragon is coming! I saw it, I swear I saw it!" Screamed the girl. Aemond could see in the corner of his eye the change in Lyssandre's expression, she has recognised, her baby sister.

"Hello, Annabella..."she said. "How much you have grown...". The sister went quiet, seeing not only that stranger, but that tall silver Prince beside her.

"The dragon won't hurt you, my dear" calmed her the Lord. "This is prince Aemond, he is son of the King". The kid bowed, clumsy and still scared. "And this young lady here is your sister, Lyssandre" that made her smile, recognising her from all the times her parents would tell about her big sister. Annabella ran to hug her sister.

"I won't bother you, family Tyrell, I was on my way to Oldtown and Highgarden was close. Thought you might wanted to see your daughter for a few days". Aemond felt the feeling of a family that was not his growing inside his chest, but it wasn't terrible feeling, just an odd one.

"It was the kindest of gestures, my prince. You have arrived just in time, I'll tell Elwa to cook more dinner" said lady Tyrell.

"I won't be staying, my lady" said Aemond.

"Oh, please, your grace...it's going to get dark, you must be tired".

"Yes, my prince, it will be an honor to give the prince good food and a good rest" spoke the lord.

"Well..." he looked at Lyssandre, who, for the first time, dedicated him a sincere smile. "I've heard the pies are delicious".

They ate the supper in a improvised little feast. The castle was beautiful, warm colors and the smell of flowers filled the place. Aemond was showed the gardens while Lyssandre visited her room. Lord Tyrell was telling him about some history fact that Aemond already knew when he saw Lyssandre in the distance, hugging what appeared to be Elwa. She giggled at something she was telling her, but this giggle was much more natural than the others he has seen from her. Her eyes looked different there, like if the light was correctly focused on her. The dinner was fun, the food was fantastic and the pie...the pie was something else, she was right. Aemond was interviewed by Lord Tyrell and now the prince understood were the incredible amount of curiosity came from. If it wasn't for Lady Tyrell, Aemond wouldn't have tasted anything from the table, she distracted him, resting the questions a bit. In one of his rest, where the attention was put on Lyssandre, Aemond saw Annabelle picking up her food,cutting a face on her potatoe, not interested in the talk of adults.

"I see you are the only Tyrell in history who mind her own business", whispered Aemond.

The girl went quiet for a moment, looking at him confused, but she smiled. "Look, my potatoe is smiling" She pointed out. This made Aemond smile.

"Wow...what kind of magic is that?" He became invested in the girl's plate.

"It's not magic...I did it with the knife...mother never let me use it".

"Silly her, you've got some serious skills with the weapon...". When Annabella put the knive thought the potatoe again, Aemond made a fake jumpscare that made the girl crack a laugh giggle. They all turned to look at them.

"Annabella, are you using a knife?" Lady Tyrell was trying to hide her annoyance.

"Oh, no, Lady Tyrell, we were just...picking apart her potatoe...I'm making sure she draws a proper face on it".

To that, the woman couldn't say anything. So they continued the dinner with more questions and honors and blessings to the royal family and the fun ended officially when Annabella was sent to bed. She hugged her sister, and she smiled at Aemond. When her mother told her to bow, she couldn't help but giggle, remembering the potatoe that rested still on her plate. The parents bowed too, leaving their daughter be the one guiding the prince around his room.

"Did you enjoy the dinner, my prince?" Asked Lyssandre, side-eyeing the quiet Prince.

"I did...I underestimated the pie you longed so much..." he joked dryly.

"Elwa promised me to bake fifty more once I go back to the Capital. I hope Annabella wasn't much of a bother."

"Not at all...she's quiet, I like that...You are more like your father in spirit...always talking..."

"Gods...was he annoying? I'm so sorry, my prince. He has always talked too much" the girl stopped, trying to make him understand how much she really felt it. But Aemond only fixed his eye on the wall. When she followed his stare she saw it, a little lizard on the wall. "Oh, my prince, don't mind them, they are harmless... but very common around here."

When she took the little thing on her hand, Aemond felt a little admiration, in any other occasion, he would have put that thing away with a knive.

"How do you know that?" He asked.

"If we killed them we would have never know their true nature...sometimes you can go further without violence, my prince." She looked at him, as if trying to speak more words than those. Everyone in the kingdom knew him a sadistic Lord, always close to the sharpest object in the room, restless of training and always wishing for more power.

"Such a clever girl..." he dared to offer his hand, letting her put the little lizard on his hand. "Some people can't risk it for tries and knowledge...to prevent is better than to save."

"That's why you have to be calm and patient, bitting and holding your breath, so you can memorise the right words, which tile to step...that's how you properly learn how to dance."

"I'm afraid I'm not a patient man...I'm a cunning one".

"Why can't you be both?"

"It's not in my blood as Targaryen. Speak sincerely to me, Lyssandre, am i right?"

"Yes, your grace. You are right." She was more confident with her words.

"Would I make a good Lord?"

"I do think so, your grace."

"You wish to see your family often, don't you?" He stared at her, seeing her nod. He trusted her in that hall, where the candles illuminated her serious face, no mask right now, she was being completely honest. "Many Lords let their wives root in their husbands home, caging them in a bed with baths and servants, letting them die at childbirth, missing their childhood home. Are you afraid of a future like that? "

"It's my fate...my prince."

"Hum...no, the gods wouldn't waste you..." he let the lizard go, holding Lyssandre's hand. "Most lords would do that to you...Stupid, idiotic lords...but you think of me a good lord, and I trust you. The wittiest lady on the Keep, maybe in the capital..." Aemond put his face closer to her face. "All this years I saw you walking back every time you saw me, because you were scared of me... That's how I knew you were smart. You have total control of the insects in every corner of the world, you are an observant as much as a charmer, just like a proper Tyrell. A woman who appreciates her origins and is willing to make a difference. A flower crowning a dragon. If you trust me as a good Lord, I would need you beside me, I'll take you wherever you wish, I want your advise, I want your eyes for me, I want your mouth for my use. I'll give you my ears and my wings. Give me wise children and I'll give you powerfull heirs. Let me be yours, Lyssandre."

She couldn't speak, she just blinked, pale and mute. He stared at her, waiting for an answer that never came, as she walked away from him. At the next morning, she could only bow, barely staring at his eye. She watched as he flyed away. Was she that dumb? How did she managed to become such an idiot in just seconds? The only thing she could do about it was spending her time with Annabella, walking and memorising her home. The two weeks went by shortly, as she was incredibly nervous about seeing him again. When he arrived he accepted the invitation right away.

"We have been thinking about an arrangement with Lord Arryn, dear Lys" spoke her mother.

"Lord Arryn? Isn't he...Isn't he an old man?" She had her eyes open wide.

"Well, he is quite mature...but he is having a good season in his gold...and he has heard about your charms..."

Aemond could feel her disappointment. All those days he has replayed that rejection in his mind. He didn't hold bitterness towards the girl. It wasn't her fault she didn't wished to rush in. But now she was scared. Arryn was a great house, but a boring one, far away from the world she has learned to controll. She looked at him, and he did what felt right.

He lower his hand under the table, offering her to take it, she, seeing the hand, blinked and something in her eyes seemed apologetic. She took his hand under the table, they holded tight and she nodded.

"Actually, Lord Tyrell..." he started pulling their locked hands over the table. "I wish to use this reunion to ask for your daughters hand in marriage."

Who dared reject a prince? Not a father of a noble lady. They toasted and clapped, more wine circulated around the table. When the good nights were done, the future couple walked together towards Aemond's room, finishing the walk of last time. When they reached the door, Aemond kissed Lys on the cheek, but she turned her face, making their lips meet. He took her cheeks in her hands, deepening the kiss, passionate and breathtaking. When they separated, he watched her leave, smirking when Lyssandre turned, giving him a wicked smile, knowing well that for now on, they were going to be allies.

[aajjks]

DHP!JK

as you’re admiring your face in the mirror, jungkook speaks up. “Have you thought about who you want to invite to the wedding? I know that I haven’t given you enough time but..” he pauses before continuing. “any ideas? Who’s Going to be your maid of honor? Anyone from your family? I’ve thought about it. Tell me.” you furrow your brows. “you’ve been wondering who’s my maid of honor?” he nods his head before telling you the names of his groomsmen and his best man (eunwoo). now, he wants to know yours, but, you haven’t thought about having bridesmaids or a maid of honor. it’s not like you can invite your family and it’s not like you want to.

“well” you start to think of all the names of his friends’s girlfriends. “tzuyu is really nice. jihye and lisa are funny, especially lisa. can i have two maid’s of honor? i can’t decide on just one” you joke as you leave the bathroom and sit on the bed. you and alina have been friends since your freshmen year in college. she got stuck with you as her dorm-mate and you both just became good friends since then, but hyejin is amazing. you admire how unapologetic she is and it’s because of her that you didn’t drown in self-hate after jungkook’s arrest. both women mean so much to you that it’s mandatory that you make both your maid of honor because both women have impacted your life.

jungkook asks why you’re having such a hard time deciding on a maid of honor when, in his opinion, should be a easy decision. you gasp. “oh my goodness! i never told you, huh? i made a friend at that banking job. her name is hyejin and she’s so cool. we used to have breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner together. she’s a great friend, i talk to her almost everyday. it’s mandatory she attends. trust me, you’re going to like her so much!” you say and for some reason, your little spew about this ‘hyejin’ girl rubs jungkook the wrong way but he doesn’t think too much about it.

after he’s finished getting ready, you both leave the apartment and head to one of the best bridal boutiques in seoul. since you’ve got a nice sized belly, finding a maternity pregnancy dress that you like isn’t easy. should the dress be more modest or sexy? you want both but with just a little ‘umph.’

after a lot of ‘no’ and ‘i don’t know’s, you finally find the perfect dress. “baby! baby! look! look!” you excitedly say before hurrying to your waiting fiancé. “do you like it? do you think it’s cute? tell me what you think”

dress: https://pin.it/4Fnha4htK

~🫧

When you point to the dress, he takes your hand and takes you to it so he can have a closer look. And it is a safe to say that he likes it very much

It’s perfect really.

“I think I love it yn. I think you’re gonna look even more gorgeous in it.” it has a perfect amount of sexy in it too. And with your changing body, he’s just gonna have a hard time composing himself when he sees you in it.

He really likes the neck of the dress too. The sleeves are perfect. Jungkook kisses you on your lips and soon you have the dress with you after buying it.

He really wants you to try it in front of him, but he won’t. He would like to see you wearing it on your wedding day.

But speaking of your wedding day, he doesn’t understand the need for you to have two maid of honors.

And who is this friend of yours exactly? Hyejin? He doesn’t like her. he actually has no reason to dislike her, but she’s the one who had your attention for the past three years when he was away.

He doesn’t know who this girl is, and he has no desire in getting to know her. But he’s willing to meet her, but she will only be your maid of honor if he approves of her.

No wait— she will only be your friend if he approves of her.

“Yn I want to meet your friend. I’m sorry I would never discourage you from making friends, but I want to see her for myself. I don’t know why.”

You both walk out of the boutique, and he’s guiding you back to his car. He doesn’t like behaving this way with you, but he just wants to make sure that your circle is right

After a few hours, you both find yourselves back home after lunch date, and Jungkook is busy doing house chores. You don’t want him to do this he knows, but he loves doing things for you.

He is still thinking about that friend of yours and how you said that he’s going to love her when he knows that he won’t. He didn’t like the idea of having a job, but you had no choice to survive. He knows that his family hasn’t been the best with you, he only wonders how they were like when he was in jail

“Well yn. Have you finished your fruits yet?” it’s 4 PM in the evening now and.. he really wants to discuss with you this friend of yours

Jungkook looks over to see that you are still munching on the fruits. He smiles. “Is it possible for me to see your friend tonight?”

[starkstruck27]

One last little mermay fic because it's the last day and I thought it would be cute (also I may be posting on June 1st technically, but I wrote the bulk of it yesterday so...).

Steve hadn't been working at the aquarium for long, but he loved every second of it. He'd moved out to California a while ago and he'd been down on his luck when Dustin came out one time to visit, all jazzed up about marine life, since it was his latest obsession, and he'd suckered him into a trip to the place before he left again for Hawkins. Steve had never had much interest in undersea life before, but as Dustin dragged him through the exhibits, he found himself in awe of all the beautiful creatures. At the end of their tour, he was buying Dustin a souvenir in the gift shop, when a large "Help Wanted!" sign caught his eye.

"That, uh, that sign," he asked the girl who was scanning the barcode on Dustin's stuffed seahorse and new San Diego Aquarium cap, "Is that just for the gift shop or is it the aquarium in general?"

"No, it's for the whole place. We are looking for a few people to be cashiers in here and the food court, but we're also looking for tour guides and trainers. The trainers have to have some kind of prior experience working with animals though, so just keep that in mind. Would you like an application?" She asked, her smile bright as she handed the younger boy the bag.

"Yes, please," Steve smiled back, and the girl handed him a small packet of papers fill out before smiling and greeting the next customer.

By the time they left, Steve had already returned the packet, completely filled out, to the right box, and two days later, he got a call to come in for an interview. He went, and an hour later, walked out with a job as a tour guide and a date to come in for his first day of training.

By now, nearly two months later, he knew the ins and outs of the entire place, and he could spit facts about sharks or jellyfish or anemone or sea cucumbers like he was listing the days of the week. He was one of the favorites among the tour groups, since he often made stupid dad jokes and gave out aquatic themed stickers to the kids. It was a hands-on aquarium, and a lot of the parents liked the gentle encouragements he would give their kids if they were scared to touch a certain animal, and the kind ways he would explain how to do it properly so as not to hurt the animals so that everything went smoothly. He was often handed tips from appreciative parents, and even though he always tried to refuse them, they always insisted he take them for helping their young kids to have such a positive experience. His fridge in his apartment was running out of room on the front of it from the amount of drawings kids would do for him, and he had made a note to get himself a little scrapbook or binder or something to keep them in so that he didn't have to throw them away to make room for new ones.

So yeah, Steve absolutely loved his job.

And when his boss pulled him aside one day and said that he wanted him to be the one to help launch the newest attraction on May 1st, he was more than happy to do it. He was just supposed to lead the families into the amphitheater that faced the biggest tank in the aquarium and get them pumped up to see some kind of show involving mermaids. He had no idea what it was or how it was going to work, but he was excited to do it, so he did.

Finally, May 1st rolled around and Steve was about to do his first presentation for a packed theater. He scrounged up some of the old confidence he'd had in high school and put on a huge smile as he walked out in front of the tank with his notes, quieting the families and greeting them before asking if they were ready to see some mermaids.

That's what the whole thing was about. It was supposed to be like that one attraction in Weeki Wachee, Florida, where they had the actresses that dressed up like mermaids and entertained families in while swimming under water. It was pretty much the same as that, but while the actors and actresses were swimming around, Steve was supposed to give a presentation on some fun facts about mermaids and then, at the very end, the families would get to pose for pictures with the actors while they were still in the tank. They were going to be going down with air nozzles from oxygen tanks in their hands, so that they could make cool bubble effects, but also so they could still breathe as they were underwater. It was actually really cool, in Steve's opinion, and he was excited to be giving the presentation.

"Okay, so as long as you're ready to meet our merpeople, we have to try and call to them so that they'll come out to see us. Merpeople are king of shy, so we have to be really loud when we call their names, okay? We have a lot of merpeople here at our aquarium, but the ones you're going to see today are named Pearl and Nero, so on the count of three, we're all going to say really loudly 'Hi, Pearl and Nero!', okay?" Steve said as he continued his opening, smiling wide along with a lot of the kids. They all nodded as he counted to three, and they shouted out for the two actors, and they swam over from where they'd dropped into the tank, somewhere off to the side where the audience wouldn't see them going in.

The first 'mermaid', a girl with curly dark hair and tan skin, swam over, wearing a bright red shell bra and a shimmering red tail that caught the light beautifully. She pretended to be shy as she swam over, but she smiled as a manta ray came up to her, and she pet it gently as the kids all oohed and aahed.

"Everybody, this is Pearl," Steve said, gesturing at the tank, and the actress waved back at the audience, flicking her tail as she swam all around and did little tricks. She could hold her breath for an incredible amount of time, only having to use the breathing tube thing once or twice in the past couple of minutes.

"Now, Pearl is a little bit more brave than our other merman, so we have to call out for him again to get him to come out, okay?" Steve said, and the kids all called out for the guy again. The actress in the water even gestured over to someone with her hand as she swam around and played with the fish and other creatures in the tank with her. Finally, the kids all cheered as another actor swam over, looking more timid as he did.

"Everybody, this is Nero," Steve said, and he gestured at the tank, almost forgetting his next bit in the script when he saw the man. He had blonde hair that flowed around his face in ringlets. He had a tiny hint of a mustache on his top lip and the most striking blue eyes Steve had ever seen. His tail was also blue, probably to match his eyes, and as he waved to the audience and smiled, Steve nearly fainted. He was muscular, but not overly so, and his arms looked strong and sturdy, much like the rest of him. And his smile was bright enough to light up the entire ocean if he wanted to.

Steve made himself refocus on his presentation as the actors played under the water, swimming around and playing with both each other and the creatures in the tank with them. They interacted with the crowd as Steve gave his presentation, doing certain motions to go along with the fun facts Steve was spouting, and just seeming to have fun with it. Steve was too, once he got over the initial shock of that gorgeous man swimming around behind him, and when the presentation was over, he both happy and sad about it. The next show was going to be done by another one of his coworkers, and two other actors would be playing the merpeople, so Steve decided to head back to where he knew the actors would be taking their breaks to see if he could get a chance to talk to the guy.

He found him and the other girl laughing backstage as they ate lunch and gossiped, and he was almost afraid to go in and talk to them. They both had towels wrapped around their heads to keep their long, wet hair out of the way as they ate, and they both still had their tails on, since they had one more show to do before they got to leave for the day.

"Oh, speak of the devil," the girl said to the guy, and she gestured to the door that Steve was standing at, smiling widely. "You're our presenter, right? We were just talking about you. You did a great job hyping up the kids for us. Although, your jokes were absolutely terrible. I'm Heather."

"Oh, uh, yeah, I'm Steve," the man said, walking further into the room with them and tucking some hair behind his ears nervously. "Sorry to interrupt, I just figured that I should probably introduce myself to you guys at some point since we'll be doing a lot of shows together. And I wanted to compliment you on your performance, it was really, really cool. I don't know how you can hold your breath for that long and keep your eyes open underwater and still to all those tricks and stuff. It was just really amazing."

"Thanks," Heather replied, taking another bite of her sandwich, "And to tell you the truth, it's really nothing special. Just lots and lots of practice."

"And the oxygen tanks help a lot," the man said, the first time he'd spoken since Steve first entered the room. He didn't seem like he'd be a quiet person, but Steve figured that maybe he just didn't really like new people. He could understand that. Still, he'd hoped that maybe he'd have more to say than just that. Heather seemed to notice this, because she looked between them for a second, rolled her eyes at the man, and then reached down to unzip a part of her tail and stick her feet out so that she could shuffle off into another part of the room, saying something about needing to use the bathroom and leaving the two alone.

"I meant what I said," Steve said, stepping closer to the other man, "Your performance was really good. I've never seen so many happy kids in one room before. And you didn't even seem like an actor half the time there. You actually seemed like you lived in the water for real. And I'll tell you, you got a set of balls on you, too. I'd never have the courage to swim straight up to a hammerhead and just start petting it like you did."

"Thank you," the man finally cracked a smile as a cute little blush rose to his cheeks. "Yeah, I've always loved the ocean and anything having to do with it. And normally, I wouldn't have the balls to swim right up to a shark, but we keep them pretty well fed here, so I had nothing to worry about. But still, thanks for the compliments." The man paused again, setting down his sandwich, wiping his hands on a napkin, and training those striking blue eyes on Steve while he stuck out his hand and said, "I'm Billy."

Steve shook his hand, and he could feel his own face lighting up with a smile.

"Nice to meet you," he said, his heart fluttering when the other man's face finally broke into a full grin.

"Likewise," he said, and they began to slip into a more casual conversation as Heather returned and she and Billy finished their lunches and got ready for the next performance. Steve would have to leave soon to get his microphone and his notes sheet again, but he stayed for as long as he could, quickly becoming friends with the two actors and making a few plans to make their next show an even bigger hit than the last one was. Finally, it was just a few minutes before Steve would have to start welcoming families back into the theater, and Billy went off somewhere to do one last thing before the show.

"Oh, and hey Steve, I have a quick question for you," Heather said, just before he left.

"Yeah?" Steve asked, stopping just short of the doorway.

"Can I get your number?" She asked, thrusting a napkin and pen into his hands. "It's not for me, though, it's for Billy. Y'know, just in case you were wondering. He nearly choked in the tank earlier when he first saw you through the glass, however blurry. And he said you had a nice voice. But he's too much of a wimp to ask you himself, so write a corny little note and leave him your number so that I don't have to hear about how out of his league you are for the next fifty years, because he will complain for that long."

Steve was taken aback at first, but he was flattered, and he liked the other guy, too, so he decided, why the heck not? He scribbled down a note and his phone number quickly, then high-tailed it out of the room to be in the theater for his cue, just as Billy came back over.

"Steve asked me to give this to you," Heather grinned like a shark, handing him the note. Billy took it, puzzled, and almost missed his own cue to get in the water as he read and reread it to make sure it sunk in.

Steve left him his number. And a terrible dad joke, but mostly his number, and said he wanted to go out with him sometime. He'd said he wanted to be 'part of his world', and as much as the pun made Billy roll his eyes, he couldn't help but find it cute. He could definitely arrange that. But first, he had to get back in the water, and hopefully nobody would notice as he stared at Steve's ass through the glass.

And if they did, he could just pass it off as a merman curious about how the humans walked around on their two large fins.

[vigilantebarbie]

i keep my jealousy close chapter three: i had to stop myself

chapter two

chapter four

Infatuation with a hint of obsession? Adrian knows all about that

"Dude shut the fuck up about this girl! You met her, what, one time? Put that shit in your spank bank so we don't have to hear about it." Chris almost yelled, interrupting Adrian mid-sentence. Adrian hadn't stopped talking about you since that night outside Fennel Fields, driving everyone around him off the wall. It had been tolerable at first, meaning the first hour. It had been two weeks since that day and he would always find a way to bring you into the conversation, based solely on your text conversations. He'd been bummed that you hadn't been able to hang out since that night but your schedules conflicted so much that neither of you had the time. Not that it stopped him from doing patrol in your neighborhood immediately after he got off work. If you didn't have such an early work schedule, you might have noticed the masked weirdo in a kevlar suit lurking around your complex and occasionally, climbing a tree to see into your apartment window. To make sure you were safe, of course. He'd noticed your cat, and your cat had definitely noticed him sitting in that tree.

"Bold of you to assume I haven't already done that," Adrian replied, grinning when everyone voiced their disgust at the thought. "Besides, we're supposed to hang out tonight since I told Sylvia that I'd report her for coming to work high if she didn't switch shifts with me tonight." Weed wasn't illegal anymore so Vigilante couldn't do anything about Sylvia, but not coming to work high had to be some sort of corporate rule. Ignoring Chris' vocal disdain for hearing about you, Adrian went right back to texting you while on his way out for the day.

I just have to go home and shower, workout was really intense today. I'll see you there!

Replying to his text with a soft smile, you went back to focusing on your hair. You'd slept with braids in your damp hair after you showered last night and now your long hair had a controllable wave to it but you didn't want to leave it hanging around your face. Another half-updo would have to do. You were only supposed to be going to the arcade, there was no need to be dressed up. But here you were in a cute little dress, sweater, and your cutest shoes. Your phone screen lit up again, unfortunately, a text from the very same person who had caused you to move to Evergreen. Once again, asking you if you could talk. Normally, you'd have blocked him since you weren't answering. But the desperation was kind of hilarious in the most pathetic way. Swinging your bag over your shoulder on your way out, making sure your keys were in hand before locking your apartment door and heading out to the arcade.

Adrian had beat you to the arcade even with his shower and almost tripped over his own feet when he went to greet you. You were even prettier than he remembered you being and you’d definitely sent a selfie or two during the last two weeks. “Are you ready to get your ass kicked by the arcade master? I sure hope you prepared cuz I’m really good at like, all the games,” He started to ramble again but you didn’t mind it. You didn’t really talk a lot anyway. “I’ve beaten all the claw machines. Those are totes rigged but you gotta know how they’re rigged so you can beat the system.”

You nodded. That made sense, in a way. “But how are you at Dance Dance Revolution? Because I’m actually the queen of that game.” now you were lying. You hadn’t played that game since sixth grade at a birthday party. That was like saying you were good at mini golf, a total lie. “How about whoever has the least amount of tickets at the end of the night has to use them to buy the other person whatever they want with their measly tickets? Like an eraser or one of those dorky little alien things you put on your fingers?” You noticed how he tensed up at the brief mention of aliens, shaking it off like it was just an aversion to them. After all, you were still creeped out by the ones from X-Files.

“Deal, I can’t wait to see what kind of fucking lame eraser you pick out.” He laughed, leading the way to the token machine so you two could play games to your heart's content, all the while hoping you weren’t as good at Dance Dance Revolution as you claimed to be.

The pair of you had been playing for hours, not even close to bored when your phone rang. “Sorry, I thought I turned my do not disturb on when I got here…fucking fuck…I gotta take this.” you were pissed. Your ex had decided to call you and since everyone could hear your loud ass ringtone, you couldn’t ignore it. “I’ll be right back” Rushing outside to talk so you didn’t disturb anyone any further than you had.

Adrian followed, frowning deeply at the way you seemed so distressed by this phone call. “I told you, leave me alone. I don’t want anything from you. Ever again…yes I’m serious!!!! I left for a reason??? You were a dick to me, why would I stay??? Go to hell.” You snapped into the phone before hanging up, shocked to see Adrian standing in front of you looking concerned.

“Everything okay? Don’t lie.” He seemed like he cared. So you told him everything, everything about the shitty relationship you’d left behind you and hoped would have stayed behind when you moved here. About how your ex was bothering you for the last month about getting back together and begging you to come back home. How you’d ignored him until he got pissed off and called. Adrian nodded along while he listened to you vent, calculating a plan in his head to make this guy pay for this. “But don’t worry about him, he doesn’t know where I live now and I’m changing my number soon.”

Biting his tongue to stop himself from saying that he’d kill anyone who ever made you this distressed again, he nodded once more “Cool beans, let’s go back and play some games cuz I’m kicking your ass.” He put his hands on your shoulders, turning you and directing you back inside. Not before noticing your ex’s name on your phone and giving himself a mental reminder to look the guy up. A visit from Vigilante might make him leave you alone. It wasn't like he didn't have a perfectly good reason.

That fucker would pay for making you upset

[inkykeiji]

Purely self indulgent because I am looking at wedding rings right now and got curious but… I know you said Touya-nii and reader would probably never get formally married but… what kind of ring would he give his princess? You write him as such a methodical person and the way you described him doing so much research for her collar I can only assume he’d put the same amount of effort into a ring for her

WEEEEE HEHEHE OKAYYYY first of all i need you to know that irregardless of whether they’re able to marry or not, he would absolutely get her a ring (actually i began writing this piece where like, they’re at fuyumi’s wedding and it’s soooo beautiful and reader is so in awe of it all but then she gets rly sad because :((( she’ll never be able to have an event like this with her and her niichan :(( so to cheer her up he takes her out wedding dress shopping & buys her her favourite dress so she can at least wear it around the flat if she wants to etc etc like all of the fixings, they go cake tasting and pick out catering menus and look at venues and aaaall of that so he can at least provide her with that experience even if they can’t officially marry, because he wants his baby happy and he wants to give her the best <3). it doesn’t mean as much to him personally as the collar does (because of course it doesn’t, because the collar symbolizes something so much more permanent) but he gets her one just to see her smile and giggle and cry <3

you’re 100% right; he puts an extreme amount of thought and effort into choosing the perfect ring for her. he goes with tiffany’s, of course, because he likes the amount of customization they offer, allowing the client to choose the carat weight, colour, and clarity, and he admires their dedication to offering the most perfect diamonds they can find.

ultimately, he goes with the tiffany soleste cushion-cut double halo engagement ring, with the matching diamond platinum wedding band. it takes him and the tiffany consultants several months to find the clearest, shiniest, biggest diamond possible for the ring, with touya rejecting multiple offers and deeming them not perfect enough for his precious baby. the employees are nothing but sweet and accommodating to him, especially since he’s paying upwards of $100k (approx. 13mil yen) for this thing. they understand, they promise him, the importance of finding the right diamond for the right girl, and they will work tirelessly with him until they achieve it.

he decides on this ring in particular for two reasons: 1. it is extravagantly gorgeous, a true piece of wearable art fit for a true princess, and he knows it’ll look so pretty on her finger; and 2. he loves the double halo; it reminds him of him and her, reminds him of the way he surrounds her and protects her and holds her close to his heart, reminds him of how they are more one—one living, breathing consciousness that moves in perfect synchronization, glued together for eternity, irrevocable, irremovable—than two separate entities now <3

he definitely has a bit of trouble choosing between this version of the soleste vs the version with the heart shaped diamond in the middle, because he knows she’d find that one so cute, but he ultimately chooses this one because of the double halo <33

[rogue-durin-16]

MATCHUP FOR

@littlelilbun

can I have male stranger things matchup please? i’m a girl, aries, enfp, my pronouns are she/her. i could be really shy sometimes due to my bad anxiety, but mostly i’m very sweet and bubbly person, i deeply care about my friends, and i’m super affectionate with people who i love. also, my love language is physical touch!!! i’m also very sensitive and emotional person, but i’m fully open with my feelings only with close people in my life. my height is 5’5, i have a petite figure, long brown hair and green eyes, i would describe my style as a hyperfeminine, but i also love to dress cozy! i’m polyglot and i speak 6 languages, and i’m studying linguistics in uni. my other passions are makeup, cinematography and music ofc! i’m obsessed with rabbits and bunnies and all the bunny-themed items! i love cute things, such as clothes, accessories, makeup, stuffies and etc. my ideal partner is someone tall and protective, who would take care of me and be attentive to me and my feelings! and also someone who would cuddle me a lot <3

From Stranger Things I Ship You With:

Eddie Munson

Ship Dynamic:

Mutual Pining™

Quote:

«I'm still afraid to be there, among the hounds of love, and feel your arms surround me; I've always been a coward.»

When I started to read your description I was like "Eddie?" Because yes, Aries and ENFP? And then I was like yeah no but... You'd make a bomb couple.

I was tempted to ship you with Steve (he's being extra hard to match) but something about your vibe made me keep gravitating towards Eddie so here we are.

We're just gonna assume Steve would initially feel attracted to you, but Eddie fully falls hard like the touch-starved, lovesick puppy he is.

I feel like he would misjudge you at first because he tends to do that a lot. First it was a defense mechanism and now he's stuck with that.

I'm gonna put myself in Eddie's shoes and say he'd probably think you're just another airhead girly girl. Boy is he wrong.

He immediately realizes he's wrong too and goes from aloof to eager to know every bit of you.

You have in common just the right amount of things for this relationship to be tandem. A little more would make it boring, and a little less would make it way too explosive.

You're the one who confesses and Eddie loses his shit. He thinks he's so cynical and detached, and here you come wearing your heart on your sleeve and he just wants to run away.

But oh my god he's so in love so he can't.

I just KNOW he's a linguistics nerd (hello fellow Tolkienian), but school's learning methods are just not for him, so you would ALSO mistakenly judge him about this probably.

He asks you to teach him at least one language. It's actually super fun for him and he knows it's fun because of you.

No one, and I mean NO ONE, fucks with you when Eddie Munson is around.

I genuinely don't think he can fight (I literally went through this in one of my fics) but I DO think that he's one scary, obnoxious motherfucker with a bizarre reputation.

I also think he'd do crazy things for the people he loves so if he has to get full on protective he will.

I feel like you'd be super protective of him too in your own way.

He definitely got a pet bunny after learning about your love for rabbits just so you would spend more time at his place. He is THAT extra.

Constant cuddles. You two are so touchy with each other, it's kinda cute but also kinda weird.

I'm not talking about romantic or sexual touch, I'm talking about just touch. Holding hands, his arm over your shoulders, head on the other's lap, leaning on each other absentmindedly etc.

Eddie lets you put makeup on him before he goes out. I don't wanna hear anyone go against this statement because y'all just would be wrong.

He spends an embarrassing amount of money on buying you pretty things to the point where you literally have to scold him for doing so.

You'd see him every weekend even if you're in college and he's not, because he'd drive all the way to see you.

Oh my god you know that one Conan Gray lyric, "They met in class for metaphysical philosophy. He tells his friends, 'I like her 'cause she's so much smarter than me'. They're having talks about their futures until 4:00 a.m." GIRL THAT'S YOU TWO.

Okay okay I'm done, but you'd make a super cute ship just saying.