#they're both just too soft i cant😩😩

[ravenclawfromdistrictfour]

look how sweet and tender changsub is with guri🥺💕😭

[tallulah477]

loving how fleshed out this royalty au is getting KFNFNFDN and see i cant be descriptive like u my brain cant do all that LMFAO i love ur writing style for this and overall

but oml i imagine their first time would be after a heated argument its midnight everyone but the guards and a few employees are asleep and here loak and princess!reader are having a huge argument (basically a lot of confessing of how they both didnt want this marriage to be a thing stuff like that) and theres a quick pause between them bc theyre catching their breaths from arguing sm and they just start full on making out though princess!reader is super inexperienced and os trying to keep up with loak whose had a few one night stands here and there

loak telling her how pretty she looks pissed off at him (and everyone), how no one would put up with her attitude (not even neteyam) but him bc he finds it hot lw — meanwhile her brain is malfunctioning bc hes touching her everywhere and its getting her all hot

and when they do start fucking? as much as i would like for him to be put in her place for being a brat i 100% believe he would be super soft (yet still dominate) their first time, loak who already has had a few ons and is usually just there to fuck and dip actually takes his time with his future wife

eating her out, fingering her trying to stretch her out to fit him while his other hand was on her stomache to pin her down and shes covering her mouth so they wont get caught

and when he puts it in he goes slow, watching her reaction, kissing her temple, cheeks, eyelids anywhere saying shes taking him so well, how she was made for him, how he cant wait to have more nights like this with her - lots of praises which she cant handle bc shes not use too it and shes getting all flustered as shes getting fucked lol her nails digging into his forearms or going down his back - her eyes rolling to the back if her head bc he feels so good and so full

and loak making out with her so she wont moan too loud (he doesnt really care if they caught but she knows her reputation within high society is kind of bad so anything to avoid a scandal for his future wife <333)

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The way this past week has kept me so busy and all I could think about was your asks 😩 😩 😩

Me too, babes! I’m living for this AU lmao. Idk though, you seem like you’re doing a great job at being descriptive 👀 but I’m glad that you’re liking my input. I think we make a good team!

Everyone knows you’re the mastermind behind this AU though, I’m just here for the ride lol 🧡

Catch up on the story:

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Extra: One | Two

CW:// Smut

Their emotions are so high!

This has been a long time coming - it's been nearly a year of back and forth. Nearly a year of glaring, of snide comments and sneering remarks as they're forced together 'for the good of the kingdom'. Nearly a year of heated arguments and even more heated glances that catch on the a long column of throat or the swell of a breast.

It's getting close to that time when Jake and Neytiri are set to step down from the throne. Both Lo'ak and Princess are old enough to take their place. Princess has been trained her whole life for this, she's ready - knows the ins and outs of royal life and how to handle foreign dignitaries and council issues without even having to bat her perfectly curled eyelashes. Lo'ak, on the other hand . . . well, he's good enough. He still learning; it will take YEARS for him to fully learn everything that Neteyam had been taught to do and handle since the moment he was born. But he's getting there - he's much smarter and more capable than his parents or Princess ever give him credit for.

But it's still intense. Nerves are getting the better of them, their anxiety is through the roof. The stress that they're going to fuck up somehow is making them worried and frustrated and they're snapping at each other even more than usual. If Lo'ak messes up, it's going to be proof to him and his parents (and the entire kingdom) that he will never be as good as his brother, and he hates that he can't even go one day without being compared to Neteyam. If Princess messes up, her life is over. Lo'ak would be upset if he messed up, but he would be okay. But she's a woman, and worse - she's a woman trying to maintain a position of power. She already has people rooting for her to fail. If this goes south for her, just one mess up, and she's done.

So they're both not feeling their best when they return to their rooms after their official engagement ball. They were paraded around, told to be quiet, to stick to the speeches written for them, to "Smile, for God's sake! Can you at least act like you like each other?"

The were forced to roam the ballroom, arm and arm, large smiles plastered on their faces as they talk to important person after important person, answering the same questions over and over and over again.

"Are you excited? You should feel very blessed,"

"How do you feel stepping into your brother's shoes?"

"Have you heard from Prince Neteyam at all?"

"Is it true he ran away with a maid?"

"How long after your marriage and coronation can we expect an heir?"

They danced together, bodies moving to the rhythm of the perfectly performed orchestra as they twirl together almost seamlessly across the shiny ballroom floor. Their eyes don't leave each other as they dance, spinning to the music and seeming to notice nothing else around them except for each other before the coda plays and the dance comes to an end. They bow and curtsey respectively, eyes narrowing briefly at the other as they both try to push the annoying thought of how effortless the entire piece was and what that might signify.

Lo'ak's not in his room for five minutes when a knock on the door sounds. He's still in his fancy clothes, and the only thing he's managed to remove is his waistcoat. He's still working on unbuttoning his ruffled shirt when Princess's maid enters his bedchamber.

"My Prince, my Princess is requesting your presence,"

Lo'ak frowns. "For what?"

"She would like to discuss with you some matters regarding tomorrow's meeting with the council members,"

"No," Lo'ak scoffs. "I'm tired. We can talk tomorrow."

The older woman nods, understanding. "Yes, my Prince. However, my Lady does want me to insist and remind you that she has been training for this life far longer than you have and it is within your best interest to heed her suggestions,"

Lo'ak's hands drop from his shirt, a deep growl bursting from his throat at the slight coming from an infuriating girl currently located across the castle. He barrels past the maid, cutting through hallways until he's outside Princess's door. His knock is rough and angry, and she's still in her ball gown when she answers, a small smirk playing at her lips with a cocky, "Oh, good. You're here,"

"You summoned me?"

She has about two seconds to gloat and take pride in his pissed off expression before he's yelling at her. Harsh words spill from his lips - "you're a spoiled brat" "you're nothing without me" "You wouldn't have this chance anymore since Neteyam left if not for me,". The words aren't new, he's said them before - but this time they hit harder, and her carefully crafted visage of complete emotional stability and self control come crumbling down around them.

She's yelling at him back, interrupting his scathing words and spitting her own about how he'll never be like his brother, how if she leaves then it will be on him to look as a failure in front of his father, how she doesn't even want this marriage, never wanted it, but she has to if she ever wants any kind of a life.

They're both breathing heavy when the yelling stops, glaring daggers at each other as they try to calm their breathing. She can't help when her eyes trail down to his torso, taking in the fully unbuttoned shirt hanging open around his muscular chest, mixed metal necklaces contrasting nicely against his dark skin. His eyes are on her too, locked onto the soft swell of her breasts heaving in the tight corset top of her dress.

It's pure instinct as they come together, neither one making the active decision to lunge forward and press their lips together. Yet, here they are - in the middle of the quiet hallway, Lo'ak gripping Princess's face in his hands as her own latch onto the strong muscles of his arms through his frilly shirt.

Lo'ak's mouth on hers is sure and practiced, moving against hers with the expertise of someone who has had his fair share of women. He licks at the seam of her own trembling lips, letting out a soft breath at the shaky moan he receives for his efforts and bites gently at her plump bottom lip.

Princess's head is reeling, nervousness and desire pooling in her chest and making her shake against him. She doesn't know what she's doing, and it shows through her inexperience as she desperately tries to keep up with Lo'ak as his tongue curls against hers. And, despite the heated screaming match that brought them to this point, he's surprisingly gentle with her.

It's only when they part, just enough for them to breath, that Princess realizes they're now alone in her room. At some point during their kissing, Lo'ak must have walked them in and closed the door behind them, shielding them from any prying eyes who may have stumbled upon them even in the dead of night. She feels something build in her heart at the realization he did it for her.

She doesn't expect to lose her virginity that night. She always thought it would happen on her wedding day and even then it would be something that she has to do - an obligation that comes with the role of a future Queen. She's never wanted someone like that before.

But here with Lo'ak, it's different. He's looking at her, head tilted down as she stares up at him, his dark eyes boring into hers so dark she can practically see her own flushed reflection starting back at her. And she wants.

And then they're kissing again, slow and gentle and oh so good. Her hands slide up the flat planes of his stomach, fingertips caressing the soft skin so lightly as she drags them up and around that they tickle his ribs. His hands are back on her face, large palms cradling her cheeks, thumbs dragging slowly under her eyes as she sighs into his mouth.

Without thinking, her hands push off his opened shirt, sliding the fabric from his shoulders. His lips move down to her neck, kissing at the delicate skin and sucking on her hammering pulse point as she gasps. His hands move to the back of her dress, playing with the zigzagging ties and loosening them up with skilled fingers. She holds her breath as her dress slides off, self-consciously avoiding Lo'ak's gaze as he marvels at her naked body.

"You're so beautiful," He whispers, breathless, and she knows he means it.

He prepares her properly, like a true gentleman. Licking up her juices as he eats her out, sucking on her clit to hear her pretty moans but biting on her thigh in reprimand when she gets too loud. His tongue dips inside her and her thighs squeeze his head as she shoves her hand over her own mouth in an effort to quiet herself.

He makes her cum twice before he even gets his pants off. Once on his tongue, his eyes rolling back into his head at the taste of her orgasm, and once on his fingers, carefully pushing them into her drenched cunt, mindful of the fact that she's nervous and definitely hasn't done this before. His fingers curl inside her, thumb playing with her clit as he stretches her out to take his cock, whispering sweet praises in her ear about how perfect she is, how she's so fucking beautiful when she's angry and how hot he gets for her when she's pissed at him.

And when he pushes inside her, groaning in pleasure at the feel of her wet, warm walls hugging his cock, he kisses the tears from her face and praises her more. He tells her how he's dreamed about her, how she's doing such a good job, being such a good girl for him and taking him so well. He starts up a slow tempo, a gentle rocking of his hips against hers as he moves inside her, cock dragging against her gummy walls as she whines and moans, nails digging into his back as she tries to pull him even closer, overwhelmed by the very feel of him. She feels so good, so full - so so full. His cock is so deep inside her, rubbing a special spot inside her that she didn't know she had but makes her see stars.

"You wouldn't have been happy with Neteyam," He moans, and he shocks himself with how quickly the realization hits him. "You were made for me,"

(HELP the way this is long enough to be an actual fic lmao)

(Side note: what does lw mean?? Cannot for the life of me figure it out 😂)

[cheesecake-beech]

*deep inhale*

OH MY LORD I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!

Elliot is a smol boi and I would die for him and his tiny robit friends!! Too pure for this world!!

Valerie... STEP ON ME YOU ABSOLUTE BEAUTIFUL QUEEN!!! Love her. Just YES!!

And Alan. How do I describe how much I LOVE Alan? He's just... HKCGUIUDY8R6C9YDY HES AMAZING AND PERFECT AND HIS HAIR LOOKS VERY SOFT AND HE COULD GIVE ME EXPLODING CANDY AND I WOULDNT EVEN CARE!! King. ABSOLUTE KING!!!

They're all perfect and wonderful and now I REALLY wanna make an oc as well!

(Also, hell yes, oc x cannon ships are AMAZING and I'd LOVE to hear all about them)

aaAHHHHASKJDGAKFKHADGFGAHFDG SALHFKADGDHGFDSFHGDSGFDSHGHJ *dies* they ly 2 but from afar THANK YOU SM ASLKHDKAJHGFGHJGHJKJHJHJHJHJAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Im so embarassed to talk about this so under the cut jashgjagdgsdj 😳😳😳

bUT IM A HUGE MULTISHIPPER AND LIKE AJHDKJASFJFJDG Bro i ship everything and when I made ocs i cant help but ship them w the canon characters and SFKSDSDHFKHGDSHG

OKOK SO LIKE ONE OF THE FIRST OC X CANON SHIP I MADE-

So obviously these guys gay 😳😳

IL THESE GUYS LIKE THE SUNGLASSES DUDE IS SO 😳😳 idk what I should headcanon their names bUT LIKE I WAS LIKE After i made Elliot I was like 😳👉🏽👈🏽 What if I just- Slipped him in- and made a poly- DHFGDSJFDGSFJDGSG bECAUSE SMOL BOY WITH TWO TALL BOIS? Like bro Elliot would make sure these guys get the relaxation and dinner they deserve after a hard day at work, especially after getting beaten up by freakin kung fu lady.

Elliot just stays at home (because househusband/bf) While these guys were working for Wild Knuckles MAKIN THE BUCKS but when they quit and obviously come home with their shit beaten out of, Elliot would be FLABBERGASTED both by the fact they no longer have jobs from quitting and by the fact they were beaten up, SO HE WOULD TAKE CARE OF THE TWO OF THEM. But I ALSO THOUGHT while these guys are jobless 👀 He secretly goes back to being "Blaze" just to get some BIG STACKS OF CASH Because he's a good boi and cares for his 2 bfs 😩😩

OKOK SO ALAN/SIZZLE

I ship this goof Svengeance just because of my huge, huge crush on him kasjgfdgshfjdgsfgd

I haven't really thought of how these two would have met, whether it would have been while Alan as a civilian or as a villain. But like, Alan's a charmer, and usually gets what he wants. So I imagine while as a Villain he enters the v6 quarters just for a little meet n greet THEN HE'S LIKE "awOOGA 😍" when he see's Sven dskjfsdhfgdsjgh HE'S JUST IMMEDIATELY "😳😳😳" (It's the thighs and the luscious locks your honor.)

I WISH I HAD A FULL IDEA ON HOW THESE TWO BECAME A COUPLE BUT I DONT DSFGJHGSFJDH

I bet its just the fact that Alan kept giving him heart candy and kept flirting and Svengeance is just like "huh 🧍🏽" then they probably kissed at one point😳😳😳 🤯🤯🤯because the candy was just to good and boom JKFDSGGHDSFGDGSHFDJS then boom IDFK And now Alan's like ":D"

I DONT KNOW I WISH I HAD A GOOD IDEA BUT I DONT I JUST SHIP THEM I NEED HELP I NEED IDEAS I JUST LIKE DRAWING THESE TWO KDSJFHSDGFHDJ

AND VALERIE!

ship her w this dude (again i need hc names for the henchmen 😭)

ITS THE BADASS-NESS AND FIGHTING OK, plus even a badass bitch like Valerie need someone to love 😩 These two probably go dancing together and have some fun nights out honestly 💅🏽💅🏽💅🏽✨

Surprisingly he doesn't know Valerie is a villain, 🤷🏽, But these two are honestly just there for the lovey dove-y disco roller blading nights out ✨✨✨

I REALLY WANT TO DRAW THEM IN DISCO NEON SJDHAHSGDHS

[sydnikov]

SYDNEY. WE HAVENT TALKING IN EXACTLY 2.46 MILLION YEARS. Or at least it feels that way LMAO. IM SO SORRY I HAVENT REACHED OUT IN A WHILE/SOONER. We’ve only done 1 week and I feel like my soul has been drained from my body by school work.

So anyway, for the fic ask game I’m gonna go with F, J (for Puck Me, gotta go with the Seb fic ofc, also the first fic I ever read from you), & D (for destroyed under moonbeams!!)

I cant wait for pre-season & more canes news to come out for us to talk about

RACHEL. U RIGHT WE HAVENT TALKED IN WHAT FEELS LIKE FOREVER. And don't even worry about reaching out bc I've literally been so drained myself from the amount of schoolwork I have too LMAOOO also ty for submitting letters for the ask game 😩🙏

Answers below the cut bc this is gonna be long LOL

F: Share a snippet from one of your favourite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

AHAHA OKAY I HAD TO THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT. My favorite scene I wrote for 'Puck Me' is below because playful banter is my favorite thing to write, and on top of having Sepe just pop in unannounced? MY FAVORITE.

You groaned, turning towards your friend who was rapidly texting someone you didn’t really care to know. “Why did he think it was a good idea to throw a puck at me? Weren’t these last few times any indication that I can’t catch anything?”

“First of all, he was trying to throw it to you, not at you.” When you only scowled in response, your friend merely huffed before turning to give you their full attention.

“You’re so hopeless when it comes to love, honestly,” Your friend sighed with a playful roll of their eyes, putting their phone down and regarding you with squinted eyes. “He likes you, and he wanted to throw you a puck to flirt with you. Obviously.”

Your mouth opened and closed, gaping comically like a fish as you struggled to find the words to combat their blatant honesty.

"That's ridiculous-"

“He bought you a jersey. His jersey.” Your friend deadpanned, refusing to let you disregard the signs.

“And I think you like him a little bit, too.” Now that had you protesting immediately, removing the ice pack from your nose to send a withering glare your friend’s way.

You did not like Sebastian Aho. Sure, he just happened to be attractive, with his warm brown eyes and soft hair, pouty lips—

Fuck.

“Like who?” Came a voice off to your left, and both you and your friend’s eyes widened as you recognized who the voice belonged to; yours with fear at your conversation being heard by the man himself, and your friend’s in eagerness and amusement.

“Nothing.” You immediately cut your friend off, shooting another glare their way to just please be quiet, for the sake of your sanity.

Sebastian mumbled something under his breath you didn’t quite catch, and as his eyes swept over the large bruise forming on your nose with concern and guilt you couldn’t help but swallow at the emotion on his face, because if your friend was right, then well— you were screwed, too.

~Read the rest of 'Puck Me' here!~

J: Write or describe an alternative ending to [insert fic].

Ooh damn okay, for 'Puck Me' I had never really thought of an alternate ending before but I will definitely try for this LOL

I won't be writing it out but, if I had to choose an alternate ending I think I'd actually write out the date that Sepe ended up asking the reader on. Which isn't technically an alternate ending but it's the best I can think of WJFJDJF or maybe he just continues hitting the reader in the face with pucks for eternity

D: Is there a song or a playlist to associate with [insert fic]?

Okay so for 'destroyed under moonbeams' I don't really have a specific song that describes the overall story, but if I had to pick one that goes with it the most it would have to be 'Someone Like You' by Adele because of the theme of loving someone but needing to force yourself to let them go, or "find someone like you" because they're married

Fanfic ask game