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sent to tempt me - chapter one

chapter one: the first glimpse

chapter summary: Yunho arrives at his new dorm, hoping for peace and quiet, but his expectations are shattered when he meets his unexpected and enigmatic roommate

pairing: yunho x mingi

genre: smut (not yet but there will be eventually), angst, fluff, romance, m/m, non!idol!ateez, sub!yunho, dom!mingi, drama, coming of age, collage, religion

rating: 18+ (for the whole series bc there will be smut eventually) | mdni

word count: 2.2k

warnings under

collage, roommates, sub!yunho, dom!mingi, bad boy mingi and religious church good boy yunho same-sex attraction, m/m, teasing, dark themes, homophobia, self discovery, pet names, strangers to lovers, religion and religious topics, aaaand more will be added soon hehehe

author's note: my first series, yaaaay! I’m so excited about this, and I hope you’ll like it. let me know how you feel about the first chapter in the comments. also, should I make a tag list for this?

Yunho grew up in a house where silence spoke louder than words. Yunho grew up in a house where everything had its place.

Every Sunday morning, he woke up to the scent of his mom’s freshly brewed coffee and the sound of his dad humming hymns in the kitchen. Breakfast was always ready by 8:00 a.m. sharp, the same time they left for church.

His family wasn’t unkind; they loved each other in the way a well-rehearsed choir loves its conductor: faithfully, dutifully, but not too loudly. The Jeongs didn’t argue or slam doors. They lived in neat, quiet harmony, with Bible verses framed on the walls and a family portrait taken at the church picnic hanging above the mantel.

Yunho always knew his role in this symphony of order. He was the son they prayed for, the one who didn’t talk back or skip curfews. At 13, he was the boy who stayed late after services to help clean up, stacking chairs and sweeping floors while other kids hung out in parking lots blasting music. He was the one teachers praised, neighbors admired, and his parents held up as an example, they always smiled proudly, calling him “their angel.”

And Yunho liked being good.

At least, he thought he did. Until the dreams started.

Dreams that left him waking up in a panic, drenched in sweat, begging God for forgiveness before he even got out of bed. Dreams that weren’t about the soft curves of a girl’s body, like he knew they were supposed to be, but about sharp jawlines, strong hands, and broad shoulders.

It wasn’t just the dreams. It was the way he couldn’t stop looking. At first, it was small things—admiring how his classmate’s uniform shirt stretched across his chest during gym class or wondering why he felt so warm when he saw certain smiles. He convinced himself it was normal. Just admiration, nothing more. But it didn’t stay fleeting.

He prayed for hours at night, whispering to God to make it go away. “Please, Lord,” he’d say, clutching the cross on his bedside table until his hands hurt. “Don’t let me feel like this.” But the thoughts didn’t stop.

He never told anyone. Not his friends, not his parents, not even the priest during confession.

He thought about telling Father Lee once. After Sunday Mass, he lingered outside the confessional, hands trembling, heart racing. But when he finally stepped inside, knees pressing into the wooden kneeler, the words froze in his throat.

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” he managed, his voice barely audible.

The priest’s calm, steady reply came through the lattice screen. “What troubles you, my child?”

Yunho’s hands gripped the edge of the pew until his knuckles turned white. He wanted to say it. He wanted to confess. But the weight of it, the shame—it was too much.

Instead, he mumbled something about talking back to his parents and skipped dinner that night, too sick with guilt to eat.

Books became his escape.

Yunho discovered literature the way some kids discover a secret hideout: by accident, but it quickly became his sanctuary. He wasn’t one to seek it out; books, like distant cousins, were something that didn’t seem to fit in his world. But on a lazy summer afternoon, when his parents were busy with their own lives, Yunho wandered into his father’s study. The room smelled of old wood and dust, filled with shelves of books that always seemed too formal to touch, too thick to bother with.

It was there, buried under a stack of untouched textbooks, that he found an old copy of The Great Gatsby. The cover was faded, the corners of the pages slightly curled, but something about it called to him. There was no reason for Yunho to pick it up—he wasn’t interested in the world of the Roaring Twenties, the glamor or the excess—but something about the worn edges, the ink fading in places like a secret waiting to be unraveled, made him curious.

He sat down on the living room floor, cradling the book in his hands, the cover smooth under his fingertips. When he opened the first page, it was as if the world had shifted. The words seemed to leap off the page, weaving a narrative that was both foreign and familiar. He got lost in it: the parties, the glamour, the yearning, the tragedy. The way Jay Gatsby’s life felt so full of promise, yet so hollow at the same time.

There was something about the way words could paint entire worlds, how they could make you feel things so vividly that it almost hurt. With every turn of the page, Yunho found himself sinking deeper into Gatsby’s world, a world that was both dazzling and dark, where no one was who they appeared to be. For the first time, Yunho could relate to the idea of masks—of playing a part and feeling alone, no matter how many people surrounded you. It was as if the book had taken something deep inside of him and pulled it into the light.

For Yunho, books weren’t just stories; they were freedom.

They were a bridge to a place where no one judged him, where no one expected him to be perfect. In the pages of The Great Gatsby, there was no family name to live up to, no prayers to recite, no duty to be a certain kind of son. There was just the raw, beautiful act of existing without judgment. The characters, flawed and human, didn’t try to pretend they were anything other than what they were. They loved, they hurt, they sought something more—but they were always, in some way, authentic.

Books gave Yunho a place to escape the life he had to lead—one that demanded perfection, one that demanded silence when all he wanted was to shout. Every character, whether they were noble or tragic, flawed or redeemed, felt real to him in ways his real life didn’t. He could be whoever he wanted to be when he opened a book. He could think things that scared him, feel things that frightened him, all in the comfort of knowing it wasn’t real.

He read everything he could get his hands on—Shakespeare, Frost, Brontë. Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, Hamlet—the classics that made him feel like he was standing on the edge of something monumental. He fell in love with the way poetry could turn pain into something beautiful, the way prose could make even the simplest moments feel profound. Each word he read felt like an invitation to a world he was never allowed to explore in real life.

There was power in poetry. The kind of power that made you feel seen even when you weren’t speaking. A line from a poem could echo in his chest like a secret whispered into his ear—how the pain in the words felt like his own pain, and yet it was shared, universal. He began scribbling lines in the margins of his notebooks, quoting his favorite poets, trying to capture something of the way they made him feel. But his words never seemed enough. His words never seemed to touch the depth of the feeling, the longing he couldn’t explain.

In books, there was no shame. No guilt. Just characters and their stories, raw and human. No one to look at him with pity in their eyes, no one to ask questions he couldn’t answer. He was free in a way that no one ever told him he could be.

When the acceptance letter from the University of Seoul arrived, Yunho saw it as a sign.

A fresh start.

A chance to focus on his studies, to leave behind the heavy silence of his house, the suffocating expectations of his family. To be free, not just in his mind but in the world. He dreamed of quiet nights in a tidy dorm room, stacks of books surrounding him, the hum of a desk lamp keeping him company as he read well into the night. He imagined himself walking the leafy campus, the world sprawling before him—endless possibilities, untouched and waiting. He imagined being the kind of student who got lost in lectures, who lost track of time in libraries, who got so caught up in books and ideas that the rest of the world felt far away.

He imagined a life where he didn’t have to hide who he was. Where his thoughts didn’t feel like a burden. He could be a literature major, someone who was known for his intelligence, for his passion for the written word, without anyone ever asking about the things he kept hidden. No one would ever know about the turmoil inside him, the yearning that crept up every time he thought about something or someone in a way that didn’t feel right.

The thought of a fresh start was everything he’d dreamed of. It was the chance to begin again, to bury his fears in books, to embrace his studies without the guilt.

But when he stepped into his new dorm, those dreams started to crack.

The first thing Yunho noticed about the dorm was the smell.

It wasn’t bad—just different. A faint mix of cleaning solution and something else he couldn’t quite place, something organic, maybe even a little musky, like a place that had been lived in. It hit him instantly, a sharp contrast to the scent of the fresh air outside. As he stepped inside, the small living room greeted him with beige walls, mismatched furniture—an old, faded gray couch with a wobbly coffee table in front of it, and a tiny kitchenette tucked into the corner like an afterthought. The kind of space that made you think the people who built it were more concerned with efficiency than comfort.

There were two doors leading to separate bedrooms, just like the housing brochure promised, and a narrow hallway that led to a cramped bathroom. It was basic, functional, nothing fancy.

Yunho let out a small sigh of relief. It wasn’t perfect, but it was enough. It was quiet—blissfully, eerily quiet. The kind of quiet his mom had warned him about, the kind he’d been desperate for since they’d first dropped him off at the university.

“Call us when you get there, alright? And eat well! Are you sure you’re not forgetting anything? Don’t forget your vitamins—oh, and make sure you pack extra socks!” His mom’s voice had been a constant hum in the back of his mind the entire journey. She was always so concerned, so fixated on the little things.

His dad, quieter but just as insistent, had kept reminding him to stay focused on his studies and “be a good boy.” It wasn’t that they didn’t trust him, but they’d never really let him out of their sight long enough to be sure he could take care of himself. So, as Yunho unloaded his suitcase into his new dorm room, his parents’ voices still echoed in his head. “Eat well,” “Take care of yourself,” “Stay safe.” They said it as if every part of his life depended on their supervision.

But now, as he stood there alone in his new room, he felt a little freer than he expected. Sure, the place wasn’t what he’d dreamed of, but it was his. No hovering, no expectations. It felt… private. Safe.

He dropped his suitcase by the door and took a moment to look around. For a second, the room felt empty—like it was waiting to be filled with something, or someone. Yunho had imagined this moment a thousand times in his head, but it didn’t match what he had expected. He’d pictured coming here to study, to read in peace, to finally get a break from the pressure of his family and the silent, constant burden of expectations that never seemed to ease. Here, he thought, would be his fresh start.

Then he saw it.

A black leather jacket draped over the couch.

It looked expensive, the kind of thing Yunho had only seen in movies or on mannequins in department stores. The leather was soft and worn, creased in places where it had clearly been lived in. The silver zippers glinted faintly under the fluorescent lights, and as Yunho stepped closer, the scent of cologne hit him—sharp, musky, and a little too out of place in a room this plain.

Yunho frowned. His roommate must have arrived already.

Curious, he stepped closer and reached out, fingers brushing against the cool material. It felt smooth under his touch, almost like the jacket had been designed to be a piece of armor—something protective, something that spoke of confidence and mystery. A strange thought flickered in his mind: Who was this person?

He had barely processed the thought when he heard a voice, smooth and low, slicing through the silence.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have left it there.”

Yunho froze, his breath catching in his throat, as the sound of another voice rippled through him.

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inevitably-johnlocked · 1 year ago

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Hello Steph! I was wondering if you have some Johnlock song fics? It doesn't matter what kind of song heheh

thanks and remember to take care of yourself, Hug! 💖

Hey Nonny!

Ahhh, I get asked this a few times! I never have anything really significant though, LOL, at least not in the "classic song fic" sense from MY early fandom days ("song fics" used to be fics written with the lyrics to the song inspiring each section of a fic, now I think it just means "fics inspired by whole songs"). Here are the ones I know of, from my knowledge and from the above linked tag :)

EDIT: I did a tag search on my offline lists, because I should stop being so lazy, so here you are, now I have a list! :D Thank you!!

As usual, feel free to add your own, friends!

And thank you for your kind words :)

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SONG FICS

See Also:

Moulin Rouge AU (Mine)

Song Fics (Alexx's List)

BOOKMARKS

Evermore by SosoHolmesWatson (G, 2,068 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4, 5-Year-Old Rosie, Love Confessions, Song Fic, Parentlock, Oblivious John, Pining Sherlock, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Disney Songs, Beauty and the Beast) – For the past years, John and Sherlock have lived at Baker Street again, raising Rosie together--as friends and nothing more. Ever since the little girl has watched her first Disney movie, she is obsessed with princesses. When John comes home one day, he finds his friend and his daughter in the middle of a reenactment of her current favourite. Part 1 of Made of Music

Engaged by lifeonmars (NR, 3,146 w., 1 Ch. || Marriage Proposal, Fluff, Holmes Family, Song Fic) – Sherlock did not believe in marriage, but he wanted to be married. He found this something of a surprise. Part 2 of Damage

Living Musical by VeeTheRee (G, 4,149 w. 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Hobbies, Summer, Song Fic, POV Sherlock, Painting, Play Fighting, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Love Declarations, Hair Petting, Promise of Forever) – A one-shot of John and Sherlock being domestic during summer. There is paint, fluff, and music from Imagine Dragons, namely from the album 'Speak To Me', specific song in this one-shot is 'Living Musical'. Part 1 of the Happy Fluffy Johnlock Time series

Sunday Evening 6 p.m. by Silvergirl (E, 30,712 w., 6 Ch. || Post-TRF / TEH Divergence, Grief / Mourning / Stages of Grief, Mutual Pining, Dreams, Reunion, Love Confessions, First Kiss / Time, Alternating First Person POV, Smart John, BAMF Boys, Emotional Love Making, Song Fic, Referenced Suicide, First Kiss / Time, Touching, Sleepy Sherlock, Blow Job, Villain Mary) – Six months after Sherlock jumped, he learns that John is dedicating songs to him on a requests-only radio programme. Is John just working through grief? Or is he—communicating? Fixes the hell out of S3 by pre-empting it altogether. Remember, as TAB told us, John is Pretty Damn Smart.

The Baker Street Nativity by SwissMiss (E, 99,662 w., 23 Ch. || Nativity! AU || Teacher Sherlock / TA John, Pining, Sherlock POV, UST, Angst, Christmas, Music/Song Fic, Anal / BJ’s, First Kiss / Time) –Fusion between Sherlock (BBC) and Nativity! (2009 movie starring Martin Freeman). Sherlock is a primary school teacher and John is assigned to be his classroom assistant. Together, they are charged with putting on the school's Nativity play. What could possibly go wrong? Part 1 of The Baker Street Nativity Verse

MARKED FOR LATER

To John - love SH , how me met by Tha_shipper_Burning_void (NR, 315 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff, Angst, Song Fic) – John nor Sherlock knew of each other – Sherlock rich and John poor – but John believe someone was out there for him.

Satisfied by VTsuion (G, 1,067 w., 1 Ch. || ACD Canon || Watson’s Wedding, Toasting, Song Fic, Past Relationship, POV Sherlock) – Watson is getting married, but he will never be satisfied. Holmes will never be satisfied.

All Along There Was Some Invisible String (Tying You To Me) by Biana_Amberly_Vacker (G, 1,145 w., 1 Ch.. || Fantasy AU || Bullying, Holmes Family, Autistic Mycroft, Family Dynamics, Angst, Song Fic) – Mycroft is alone. He decides to make himself a brother. Out of wood.

Clarity by tea_and_violins (M, 1,606 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TRF, Angst, Reunion, Song Fic, Slash) – A one shot/song fic inspired by Clarity by Zedd ft. Foxes. Have a listen before or during :)

(They Tell You) Wake Up, Go Put On Your Makeup, This Is Just A Phase You’re Gonna Outgrow by Biana_Amberly_Vacker (T, 1,738 w., 1 Ch. || Trans Sherlock, Song Fic, Transphobia, Self-Harm, Hurt No Comfort) – Sherlock was always a boy. Even in his traitorous body. This is a story, throughout a childhood, of a boy who everyone thought was a girl.

Take me to Baker Street by MorganeUK (G, 2,087 w., 1 Ch. || Adult Ballet AU || Ballet Dancer Sherlock, Doctor John, Song Fic, Pre-Slash) – I always loved Sergei Polunin interpretation of Take me to the church so I decided to write a version where Sherlock is a ballet dancer in serious need of a doctor…

The Very Thought of You by reveling_in_mayhem (T, 2,386 w., 1 Ch. || Canon Divergence, Song Fic, Kitchen Dancing, First Kiss, Fluff) – John and Sherlock have danced before. For a case and for a wedding. But they've never danced like this. So why is John reaching out his hand for Sherlock's now?

Body Language by CeruleanDarkangelis (T, 2,706 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Dancing, Song Fic, POV First Person John, Voyeurism, Dirty Dancing, Clubbing) – There is a language to dancing; a call-and-response from one body to another. Even with the poncy kind of dancing I knew he was versed in, the kind that requires classes and counting and rules, there is communication between bodies. Watching him now, I’m more than pleased to discover that he understands my dialect as well. Part 1 of the Without Words series

Jukebox by standbygo (T, 3,990 w., 1 Ch. || Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Music, Singing, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Humour) – After the music halls of Sherlock's mind palace get damaged by accident, John learns that Sherlock never forgets a song. Even the ones he'd rather forget. But the random singalong brings some unexpected benefits.

Blame it on My Youth by standbygo (M, 4,151 w., 1 Ch. || Retirement, First Kiss, Declarations of Love, Song Fic) – “Courage doesn’t mean you’re not afraid. It’s knowing that you’re afraid, and doing what you need to do anyway.” Sherlock and John are retired, but receive an unexpected client. Part 10 of the November 2014 Song Challenge series

Lights On by SosoHolmesWatson (T, 4,396 w., 1 Ch || Post-S4, First Kiss, Pining Idiots, Angst with Happy Ending, Song Fic, Love Confessions, Dev. Rel., Emotional Repression, Bed Sharing) – Sherlock and John are living together again but things between them are far from okay. John is out of his depth until a song brings the needed epiphany. Part 2 of the Made of Music

Rumbos Secretos by Ceibos (T, 5,991 w., 1 Ch. || Unilock || Argentinian Spanish, First Kiss, POV John, Internalized Homophobia, Song Fic, Military, Autism Spectrum) – AU en el que Sherlock y John son dos jovenes alumnos de la UBA en los 90´s o Sherlock ayuda a John a estudiar para su parcial de anatomía y pasan cosas.

Dirty by standbygo (E, 5,093 w., 1 Ch. || Established Relationship, PWP, Dirty Dancing, Romance, Smut and Fluff) – “Yeah, I actually learned how to dance like that, like in the film. I was quite the hit at parties while the craze lasted. Some of Harry’s friends called me Johnny Castle, after the character. Or Swayze.” “Swayze? What kind of word is that?” John did not reply, but gazed at Sherlock, his lips pressed together but still smiling. After a moment, he stood and held out his hand to Sherlock. “Dance with me,” John said.

Take Me To Church by Daziechane (M, 6,370 w., 1 Ch. || Ballet, Song Fic, First Kiss / Time) – John’s days blurred. It didn’t even bother him anymore, that he wasn’t onstage. At least, that’s what he told himself every time he clocked in for another shift. Sherlock’s days blurred. It didn’t even bother him anymore, that he wasn’t onstage. At least, that’s what he told himself every time he stepped into 221B.

Burn by EmilyisSOgay (T, 7,481 w., 1 Ch. || Alternate Universe || Jazz Singer John, Alternate First Meeting, First Kiss, Everyone is Gay, Love at First Sight, Falling in Love, Flirty John, Song Fic, Romance, Sexual Tension, Sherlock POV, Sherlock in Love, Jealous Sherlock, Fluff) – John is a seductive jazz singer at small London club. And Sherlock gets a special birthday performance that sets his Mind Palace ablaze.

You Are The Reason by ICanDoThisAllDayy (G, 9,432 w. || Post-TSo3, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Letters, Bisexual John, Song Fic, Heavy Angst) – When Sherlock leaves the envelope for John and Mary at their wedding, he forgets to take out another piece of paper from it - the paper on which he poured his heart out while preparing the Best Man's Speech at 221B Baker Street. He intended to burn the piece right after he finished writing, but he was too exhausted from the emotions and accidentally slipped it amongst his composition for the Waltz. As things work out, somebody reads his letter. That somebody is John Watson. Part 2 of Songs-inspired fic(let)s

A Very Sherlock Musical by flawedamythyst (T, 11,980 w., 1 Ch. || Musical AU || No S3 Compliant {more tags to be added after reading}) – So, you know how musicals are set in a world where people just burst into song every five minutes, and everyone around them automatically knows to join in with the tune and choreography? This fic is set in that world. John finds it extremely frustrating that Sherlock won't sing their theme song with him.

This Is Your Song by agirlsname (E, 79,990 w., 19 Ch. || Moulin Rouge Fusion || Prostitute Sherlock, Poet John, Acting, Singing, Dancing, Writing, Poetry, Musical, Song Fic, Heavy Angst, Unreliable Narrator, Sherlock is French, Love at First Sight, UST, First Kiss/Time, Frottage, Coming in Pants, Anal Sex, Switchlock, Clothed Sex, Crossdressing, Secret Relationship, Forbidden Love, Jealousy, Terminal Illnesses, Grief/Mourning, Breakup/Makeup Sex, Past Drug Use, Attempted Rape, Canon-Typical Violence)– When John Watson is invalided home from the army in 1895, he moves to Paris to rediscover his writing and find a new meaning in life. His old friend Stamford invites him into a group of artist friends, and suddenly John finds himself auditioning to write a show for the famous brothel across the street. There, he meets the most beautiful man he’s ever seen - Sherlock, the star of the Moulin Rouge. But Sherlock is already promised to the investor of the show, the rich Duke Moriarty.

A Case of Identity – The Musical by shamelessmash (E, 83,147 w., 15 Ch. || 1950′s Hollywood AU || Musical, Case Fic, Undercover as an Actor, Dancing, Happy Ending, Kidnapping, Drugs, Fluff and Angst, Humour, Writer/Director John, Slow Burn / Romance) – A mysterious death on set causes chaos in Stamford productions latest movie. With the premiere date left unchanged, they must find a new lead actor and reshoot an entire movie in two months. Sherlock Holmes goes undercover as a lead actor in a Musical: a juggling act to solve a murder while singing, dancing and charming his way through 1950s Hollywood. The last thing he expected was to fall in love with the screenwriter along the way. Or as I like to call it: the case where Sherlock finally gets to dance. Based off this prompt.

To the Sticking Place by blueink3 (E, 121,973 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Musical Theatre AU || Showmance, Friends to Lovers, Bickering, UST / RST, Fluff, Virgin Sherlock, BAMF John, New York City / Broadway) – Renowned Shakespearean actor Sherlock Holmes has finally burned all of his bridges in the theatre industry save for his constant director, Greg Lestrade. John Watson has made a name for himself in the musical theatre circuit, but age and injury are working against him. Can they reinvent themselves for an all-male Macbeth without killing one another? Part 1 of the Screw Your Courage series

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #song fics #help steph find fics

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spiritsoulandbody · 6 months ago

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#DailyDevotion God Doesn't Want Us To Be Simple Christians

#DailyDevotion God Doesn't Want Us To Be Simple Christians Heb. 5 11We have much to say about this, but it's difficult to explain because you have become too dull to understand. 12At a time when you should be teachers you need someone to teach you the ABC'sb of God's Word again. It has come to this that you need milk again instead of solid food. 13 Anyone who lives on milk, being a baby, doesn't have enough experience to talk of what is right. 14But solid food is for mature people, whose senses are trained by practice to tell good from evil.6 Let us leave behind the ABC's of Christ and be moved along to be mature, not laying again a foundation of repentance from dead works, faith in God, 2teaching about baptisms, laying on of hands, raising the dead, and everlasting judgment. 3We will do this if God lets us. What is "this"? There is some debate on that. I would lean toward the immediate antecedent (the last thing mentioned before this) being Jesus is the High Priest according to the order of Melchizedek. In fact, he will in a little bit start to explain that some more, so I think that makes sense. Yes, he accosts them saying they have become too dull to understand but he doesn't want to leave them there as we can see in verse three of the next chapter, the last verse in our devotion today. He then contends with them they ought to be teachers by now but they apparently need someone to teach them the basics of the faith. As a pastor I know exactly what someone told him to get him to respond this way—"I just want to be a simple Christian. Why do I need to know all this stuff?" He also has probably been a pastor to know enough that this same person is off listening to some other preacher who is filling their heads with wrongheaded stuff that he is probably now having to correct. Brothers and sisters, before you go off and start listening or reading other pastors/preachers stuff, ask your pastor first if they think the person is ok. They'll understand your desire to learn more. They also don't mind so they can at least warn you what sort of bad stuff that person may have in their writings so you don't get infected with it. He wants nothing more than for you to grow in knowledge and faith. He leans into them saying they are only fit for milk and not solid food. This is not in opposition to 1 Pet. 2:2. Everywhere in the Scripture we are called to mature in our faith by adding knowledge to it. Now in verses 13 and 14 the author brings up a certain type of knowledge that is experiential knowledge. This is the school of the Holy Spirit he is talking about. We learn from our experience when we put into practice what we have been taught. This isn't some voodoo, gnostic sort of experiential knowledge that comes from the ether. It is the knowledge we gain when we hear, "Don't be anxious about anything but by prayer, supplication, petitions and thanksgiving make your requests known to God," we start doing that and we experience the peace of God beyond all understanding. When he calls us to leave behind the elementary things of the faith to move towards maturity he is not saying we don't reinforce those things. What he means is we should not get stuck there and be satisfied with just knowing those things. We shouldn't have to keep laying on that foundation. It would be along the lines of learning the Small Catechism. Then learn the proof text of the catechism. Then move on to the explanation of the Catechism. Then, perhaps, read the Augsburg Confession or Pieper's Dogmatics. The LORD doesn't want us to be simple Christians but mature ones. Heavenly Father, grant us Your grace that we may move beyond the basics of the faith to be mature in all spiritual knowledge You have given us. In Jesus' name we pray. Amen. Read the full article

#Christ #Christianity #devotion #faith #Jesus #LCMS #Lutheran #maturechristian #Messiah #spiritualmilk

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anapostolicblogger · 1 year ago

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Mark 4:20 (Part 2)

Paraphrase the passage

The seeds that grow on good ground, represent the people that hear the word of God, receive it for themselves, and put it into action. For these people, God will not only bless them, but multiply their blessings

Use Space Pets.

Sin to confess?

Have there been times when the Lord spoke to you and you ignored it? Have there been times when you lost faith in what the Lord has promised you? Are you mad at God for His promises not coming to pass? What have you done/not done to prevent those promises/God’s will to come to pass?

Promise to claim?

Claim the Word of God. Even if the Lord has not directly spoken into your life (or rather you haven’t heard it) God gives many promises in the Bible to His children and those that follow HIm. You do not need a special word/promise in order to claim what is rightfully yours in the Kingdom.

Attitude to change?

Don’t be too proud. If you don’t understand what is being taught, ask for clarity. Whether in prayer to God, in text/call/in person to someone you trust; or even directly to the person teaching.

Command to Follow?

Listen and UNDERSTAND the word of the Lord. Understanding is a key part of this commandment. If you do not understand, you can not follow through. If you can not follow through, you won’t be doing the will of God. Following God’s word means much more than just hearing or reading it. There is an action. The action here is to be sure you understand AND then do what you are told to do.

Example to follow?

The example is the ‘good seed’. Of course we know it is not an actual seed, but the person the parable is referencing. Who do you know that Hears AND Understands the word of God? Pastor? Sunday School teacher? Leader? Family member? Do they fit into this parable as the ‘good seed’? IF yes, follow their example.

Prayer to Pray?

God help me to hear and understand the things I read, the lessons I receive, and the preaching I listen to. Help me to be able to actively think on those things that are being spoken unto me. IF there is something that is not clear, help me to understand or find understanding. Helping me to be able to form a question that makes sense. That when I receive the answer, it brings clarity not more confusion. Help me to be able to remember the information that I receive, as if I can not remember, then I clearly am not fully understanding. Help me be able to put into action the things that I receive understanding in, but to put them into action for your kingdom especially.

Error to avoid?

Avoid hearing, saying ‘ok’ and never thinking about it again. If you do not understand, you could be missing out on something important, or amazing in your life. You could be missing out on what God has called you to do. If you understand but ignore it, you could be making a grave mistake. Those things that God has planned for you could slip through your fingers if you are not careful.

Truth to believe?

God has a purpose for you. If you will be faithful to Him, He will not only take care of you, but will according to His riches. You will never have to worry about how things will turn out, because you know they are in His hands.

Something to praise?

Thank the Lord for everything He has done, is doing, and will do in your life. Thank Him for teaching you how to be like the ‘good seed’ in the parable. Praise Him for always providing for you in your time of need. Thank and praise Him for taking care of you according to what He has, not what the world has given you. Praise God for simply being God. Praise Him for allowing you understanding of His word.

Pray the verse back to God.

3)Apply

How will I apply this to my life?

I will continue to pray that God will allow me to receive understanding and clarity where His word is concerned. If I do not understand something that I read, hear, or receive; I will be diligent in finding the answers I need.

Personal insights:

Reflecting on this verse, has me reflect also on the full parable. When it comes to being a ‘good seed’ It means more to me than simply hearing and receiving. I think it’s evident in my notes/devotional thus far; I feel action is needed. I also feel that the word of God needs to be engraved into our hearts. It is not enough to come to church, read the Bible, pray, and act the part. Even sinners can have understanding at times. This understanding needs to become a part of you, that way it shows in everything that you do.

Practical Insight: (something you can actually use now or later)

Strongs Concordance App that my mother just told me about. This way I can look up the original meanings of words from the original language.

Google. I have a love/hate relationship with the site but it can be useful in finding information.

Break it down to Sunday School level and build up for there.

Possible Insights: (something within your ability)

Break it down to Sunday School level and build up for there. Being a Sunday School teacher, we have to do this weekly; and sometimes it even helps adults who have just started coming to church. So surely as a seasoned child of God, you can take that break down and build upon it for further understanding.

Focus on something specific in your life or God’s word that you feel you need more understanding of. Once you feel you have accomplished this, more on to the next. Pray about these before beginning. Make sure your focus is in line with God’s focus for you.

Provable Insights: (a way to check up on yourself)

Take notes. You are always writing things down. Take notes.

Confide in someone. Find someone to bounce ideas off of. Let them know what you are trying to do. Have them hold you accountable. This can be as simple as them asking you how you are doing, and causing you to truly think about the goal you have placed for yourself.

4)Memorize

Memorizing will help keep the verse in mind when God wants/needs to use it in your life.

#apostolic #bible scripture #church #jesus #pentecostal #bible study #Mark #mark chapter 4 #the book of Mark

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shift-shaping · 7 years ago

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a prompt for solrana. Professor Solas AU, instructional blowjob scene.

Glimpses: Teach Me

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Romance, smut

Verse: Confessions of a Teacher’s Pet

Pairing: Solas x Surana

Warnings: Teacher x student, age gap, teacher kink, smut

“Teach me, then.”

Solas glanced up from his grading to give his student a worried expression. “I really do not think you actually need that.”

She pouted and shifted from where she sat on the other end of his couch, swinging her legs under her so she could crawl across the stiff faux leather to his lap. “But you’re my teacher.” She shook her hips and he let his eyes wander down her back, to the curve of her pert ass. She wore one of his sweatshirts and a blue cotton thong. “Teach me.”

He met her eyes, saw the teasing lust in her stormy gaze, and gave her a withering stare. “Please tell me your kink is not the only reason you are here right now.”

She blinked, then snorted and laughed before sitting back on her heels. “My kink? Oh hahren, please.”

“What are you implying,” he said flatly, though the slightest smirk tugged at his lips.

“Mm… I seem to recall you having a very noticeable reaction when I called you hahren in class today.” He tried to look away, but she took his chin in her slender fingers and made him face her.

“A trick of the light, surely.”

“Oh?” He kept his eyes on her as he put his papers on the table beside him and slid his hand to the back of her neck. She stiffened and his smirk grew.

“Yes. You see what you want to see, da’len.” His fingers slid along the base of her skull, drawing her chin upward and making the playful dominance she’d had flicker. He sat up, taller than her now, daring her to challenge him. But after just one night he already knew the effect a simple order could have on her, the way she loved to give in when he asked her to. She had not specifically told him she wanted to explore their actual roles, though, and were he a better man he might resist her temptation.

He really had not intended to accept this part of being with her, had not wanted to acknowledge that part of the reason he wanted her so badly was because she was his student. It was a twisted way to look at their relationship, a questionable reason to be with her, and yet he couldn’t resist the way her accent lilted around his title or the way she leaned over his desk, or the curious glint in her eyes or the way she listened so intently when he taught her.

“Teach me, Solas,” she breathed, low and eager. “Teach me what you want.” Her fingers brushed over the hardening bulge between his legs. “Teach me so I do it right.”

He swallowed hard and tightened his hold on her chin, then exhaled quietly and nodded. “Very well. Remember to be… receptive.” The pun made her grin despite her seduction, and seeing her smile made him somehow want her more. She was absurdly, unfairly beautiful. His heart swelled with emotion and without another heartbeat of waiting he pressed his lips to hers.

She moaned against his mouth and he let out a low, pleased groan. She brought this out in him, this animal side that made him feel ten years younger and singularly focused on fucking her senseless. She was so confident and eager, so smart and mischievous in her sexuality and he loved every moment of it. The other night, when they’d first slept together, he made her cum so many times they both lost count, and still she wanted more. Much to his own surprise he found himself capable of keeping up and giving her what she wanted.

And impossibly, miraculously, that something was him.

He broke the kiss and cupped her chin, quiet for a moment as he panted and looked down at her flushed face. Then he kissed her again, and again, returning to her lips every time he pulled away because nothing tasted better. Her hand suddenly gripped him through his pants and he pulled back, gasping sharply.

They stared at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily, before he nodded and tried to calm his racing heart. “Take off my belt.” He raised his hips to help her pull it off, and she quickly set to work on his pants.

Her hot breath teased his cock and her fingers slid along it over his underwear. He exhaled slowly and rested his hand on the back of her head. “Touch it through the fabric. Gently.”

She looked up at him, her eyes wide with a deliberate, tainted innocence. “It’s so hard, hahren.” His breath caught in his throat as she leaned down, pushing her ass into the air and bringing her mouth dangerously close to the thick, long bulge under the black fabric of his underwear. Her hand slid along his length and she batted her eyelashes at him. “And so long.”

“Keep touching it. Yes. Just like that.” She stroked him slowly, lightly, careful not to create too much friction against the thin fabric. “Well done, da’len. Tighten your grip slightly. Good.” He closed his eyes and relaxed back against the couch, moaning softly. “Kiss it.” Her soft lips touched his sensitive skin, gentle but firm. Every breath teased him more and brought shudders of pleasure through his body.

“I want to taste it, hahren.” Her voice was a seductive coo, and when he opened his eyes he saw his gorgeous student looking up at him, her hand on his cock and her lips inches from his length.

“You are so beautiful…” He breathed, unable to keep the amazement from his voice. She laughed and he gave another heavy exhale. “Take it out. Put your lips on the shaft.” Her smooth fingers worked underneath the waistband of his underwear and eased it down, finally letting her bare skin touch his. Her lovely pink lips touched his cock, feathering light kisses up and down the length. “Use your tongue. Taste it.”

She gave a pleased moan before running her tongue all the way from his base to his tip. Where her tongue wasn’t touching she used her hands, needing both to handle his impressive length. He cursed softly and hissed her name. His hips rose toward her, and when he spoke again his voice was lower, huskier. “Yes. Keep going. Taste the tip –taste what you’ve done to me.” He was already dripping with precum, desperate for her touch.

Her mouth closed over the head of his cock and he moaned, loudly and roughly, covering his mouth with his fist as she sucked. “I like it,” she said, and he glanced down to see her licking her lips. She stayed on his cock, swirling her tongue around his tip, tasting him, enjoying him, getting herself used to the taste. “I love it.”

He felt her fingers on his sack, and at his unintelligible insistence she pressed her lips to his soft skin and sucked some into her mouth. He gasped, a sound that quickly broke into a desperate moan as she teased his balls, tasting as much of them as she could while her hands worked slowly on his shaft.

“Just like that. A bit more- unn, yes, Eirwen…” A sudden wave of pleasure ran across his hips and he squeezed his fist tight enough to leave deep red marks on his palm. He couldn’t finish yet; the lesson wasn’t over. Once the moment passed he gently pulled her off him, his eyes half-lidded as he struggled for words. “Take off your clothes. Would you rather I cum on your body or in your mouth?”

She moved back on to her knees and pulled her sweatshirt off over her head, revealing her round, perky breasts and tight stomach. Before she could reply he pulled her in and kissed her hard from her mouth down, leaving a trail of hungry, eager marks from her neck to her lower stomach. She moaned and arched her back, rolling her hips desperately as he brought her nipple into his mouth and sucked. She had incredible breasts –perfect handfuls of tight, bouncing flesh that ended in her hard brown nipples. His hand grasped at her cunt through her panties and she shivered as she moaned. “Hahren… oh, hahren… c-cum on my chest… I want to lick it off.” He pulled away from her breast, trading his tongue for his thumb, and raised an eyebrow at her. “Let me taste you… if you cum in my mouth, I won’t be able to taste it all…”

He swallowed hard, feeling another hard shudder of pleasure at the stunning image before him –and at her words. “Then do it, da’len. Suck my cock.” She brought her ass back into the air and did as he told her. Again she started with his tip, worshiping it with her mouth, but as she worked down she took more and more of him into her throat.

At the same time he grabbed a handful of her ass, gripping it so hard she cried out around his cock. His hand moved toward her cunt, finding her swollen clitoris easily beneath the damp cotton of her thong. “So wet for me…” He chuckled and shook his head. “Do you like this? Sucking your professor’s cock?” She moaned something that sounded affirming and he laughed shakily in response. “You are amazing, da’len.”

She fell into a steady rhythm, running her tongue along the underside of his tip while her hand toyed with his sack. His breathing quickened, his heart pounding in his ears. He tried to keep his movements over her clit controlled and repetitive, but she was soaking wet and he could barely focus. “Like that, just like that… deeper, da’len. Fenedhis… oh…” She was somehow managing to take most of him into her throat, sinking down on his erection so far that the image was enough to put him over the edge.

He tapped her gently and she pulled off, working him with her hands until he came in thick, hot streams that covered her breasts and part of her face in his seed. He moaned and gasped, bucking his hips. Pleasure raced over hips and sank deep into his body, tensing every muscle before letting them relax. When he was finished he realized he’d closed his eyes at some point, and when he opened them he made sure to commit the image before him to memory.

Eirwen knelt beside him, naked save for a thong, her breasts and face covered with his semen. She was posing, smirking, arching her back slightly so he could fully appreciate how stained she was. He watched, transfixed, as she took a long string of cum from her chest and brought it into her mouth. Her pink tongue wrapped around her finger, tasting and savoring every bit of his spend until her digit was clean.

“Did I do alright, hahren?”

When he was finally able to communicate again he chuckled weakly and nodded. “You passed.”

“Just passed?!” She shoved him playfully as he laughed. “You liar.”

“Mmm…” he put his arm around her and suddenly pulled her close to him, evidently not caring that he now had semen on his shirt. “You know you are amazing, da’len. You do not need me to tell you that.”

“It’s still nice to hear though…”

He let her lean back, then kissed her gently on the lips, his arm still wrapped around her waist. “You are amazing, Miss Surana.”

That earned him a smile. They kissed again, slow and deep, before she gently pulled away. He recommended they both take a shower, and they both knew, without needing to communicate it, that they would share it.

if you enjoyed this fic, please hit the reblog button on this post. comments are cool but not necessary -you can leave no tags, a keysmash, or even just ‘nice’ if you’d like! thanks for your support -arden

#solasmance #solas smut #solas dick #professor solas #solas rarepair #student x teacher #student x professor #cock worship ayyyy #and lots of dirty talk #verse: confessions of a teacher's pet #glimpses #elfsplaining

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m-jelly · 3 years ago

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Masterlist cannon requests

Started: 13/12/21 Last updated: 15/2/2023

Contents - Canon universe, Requests with a sequel in canon world

Canon universe

Levi regrets a fight

Reincarnation

AOT universe. Childhood friends, torture, and eventually lovers

Cannon-verse: Levi regrets not loving you sooner. Happy ending.

Two book worlds collide

The reader keeps taking pictures of Levi in Marley, he secretly loves it

Levi makes up with his long term gf, who cries for the first time

Love is hard, but I want to learn.

Mine.

You can't leave me.

The best thing in common

A star from the sky.

Not like the others.

Let me help you.

You're not alone, I understand.

I failed you once, never again.

I'm here for you.

My best friend, or the love of my life.

Symbol of my love.

All this time?

I want you to be mine.

Love lessons.

The things you do to me.

Operation: Love Trap.

I can't hold back anymore.

Losing you would kill me.

You're mine and you'll always be mine.

My Quest.

I was wrong.

Please, let me provide for you.

I can't control my heart.

Only be like this for me.

Fascinating.

How do I love her?

I'll protect you.

Cracked glass.

Protective arms.

I should have told you sooner.

I'd give anything to swap places.

Opening the locked case.

Her wings, his protection.

One heart, two takers.

Take care of her.

A rush of emotions.

Firsts.

Love you for everything.

Sleep buddies.

When she's broken, I'm broken.

I wish I was her.

Lessons for Levi: Inside the mind of your unsociable boyfriend.

What if we ran away together?

Secret passion.

Teacher's pet.

My first love and only love.

My cure.

A talk under the stars.

I'll never be good enough.

More than just good tea.

You're my new daddy.

Choices and consequences.

His protector.

Knowing you.

Secrets break people.

Warming tea.

The husband.

Father and mother figures.

Choosing a different path.

I'll protect you.

Love language.

I worry because I care.

Last words.

Helping.

Seeking comfort.

Pink ice cream.

Melting.

I'm gonna marry the woman I love

Opening up

Trust in me and let me help

Strong hero, strong love.

A little flustered

Coming together

Sweet lips

More in common that you think

Stubborn

Delicious acts of kindness

The farmer

Playful snow

Affection, please

More than anything

Erwin's investigation

Flower crowns

I need attention

Drunken confessions

Requests with a sequel

Tortured Levi

Levi lets himself be tortured instead of the reader. Happy ending

Torture sequel - Levi’s a dad

Forgiveness is Hard.

You and Levi are dating for a while. You reveal you're a shifter and he fights with you. Levi believes you're dead after seeing your arm under a rock. He finds you again in Marley years later and you rekindle your love.

Spin-off = what it was like for Levi with you being gone. Sequel = you're married with kids, but you have a flashback about their fight. Levi comforts you and promises his love.

I'm sick, I swear. So, keep treating me.

Levi gets hurt and his favourite nurse he's crushed on for a while nurses him back to health. After you discharge him, he keeps coming back with fake illnesses. You confront him leading to him confessing his love.

The first date, Levi defends you and gets jealous, Levi protects you. Life as a nurse while dating Captain Levi Ackerman

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violettelueur · 4 years ago

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ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS

| featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi ft. gojo satoru from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors but other than that n/a

| form : headcanons

| published : 14 december

| request : hi! could i pls get an order of hcs for itadori yuji and fushiguro megumi with a s/o who is their childhood and best friend that they liked for a long time now but neither of you acknowledged these feelings shrugging it off as just part of your close friendship including any and all interactions that could be pointed as romantic colored, until you two get into the jujutsu academy and a third party (gojo satoru) starts teasing you two into getting together? idk if that makes sense but thank you!

| barista’s notes : this will be the last one for tonight ╲ʕ·ᴥ·　╲ʔ and let me admit - i say this a lot to be honest - this isn’t really my best piece of work and i really do apologies for it ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ but i hope you enjoy this last cup of classic black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request!) for the night (for me in the UK) and please come again soon!

ITADORI YUJI:

Due to the fact that you and Itadori have been best friends since childhood, you both knew each other extremely well like the back of your hand.

Both you and Itadori knew each other's families, favourite food, favourite activities, favourite manga/animes and many many more.

When you both were younger, you and Itadori would play many sports like track, football, basketball and many more causing people to be scared to verse you guys.

Between the both of you, you were the responsible one in the pair, always keeping him out of irresponsible situations as well as calming him down when he gets extremely angry.

However, it got a bit harder for you to do that once you had to go to Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, being far away from Itadori was something you wish you didn’t have to do at all - especially when you haven’t had the chance to confess your feelings to him after a long period of having a crush on him.

The same could be said for Itadori, he doesn’t know when or where, but he also had feelings for you ever since you both were kids - and to see you go all the way to Tokyo really hit him in the heart.

However, once Itadori got involved within the world of Jujutsu by consuming one of Sukuna’s fingers - you couldn’t help but feel extremely responsible about the whole thing but Itadori was extremely forgiving of you for not telling him about curses - he knows you were trying to protect him.

Over time, you had gotten used to the fact Itadori was with you at the college and helped him study and train to help him learn his new abilities.

This is when your teacher Gojo would tease the both of you and will constantly do so until you and Itadori will get fed up with him.

“Ah~ a study date? You guys are too cute!”

“Oya~ a training date? Don’t beat him too much Y/N~ you don’t want him to die before you confess to him~”

This will continue on and on causing both of you and Itadori to overthink about the whole situation - like does she/he like me as Gojo said? Would she/he reject me? What if it’s just me?

Then somehow, somewhere, you both would accidentally confess to each other at the same time - like simultaneously.

“I really like you Yuji!” “I like you Y/N!”

Ha?

HAAAAAAAAA?

There would be an awkward silence between the both of you before Itadori would lean in close to your face before asking “are you serious?” to which then he would pull you into a very tight hug with the most bright smile on his face as well as yours.

“Yeah, I am being serious Yuji, I really really really like you”

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI:

Between you and Fushiguro, you both met when Gojo took him in after negotiation with the Zenin clan about him being sold to them.

You were quite shy when you first met him since you weren’t used to kids having the ability to see curses as well as manifesting curse energy like you - so to say you were somewhat suspicious of him, in the beginning, was an understatement (like I can imagine you hiding behind Gojo’s leg)

However, you also had to be the first one to make the first move and greet him since Fushiguro himself was somewhat also closed off - maybe you gave him a cookie or a sweet.

Over time, you and Fushiguro got closer and closer as you both grew up, to the point where you and him also went to the same middle school.

During this time, Fushiguro was known to be quite a delinquent and you were the only one that would tend his wounds somewhere outside the school grounds after running away from any teachers that were nearby or chasing after you.

“Ah, you need to stop getting into fights, Mimi, but since the bullying is going at an all-time low, I guess I’ll let you off ha?”

“Shut up”

I guess this is where you both started gaining feelings for each other - the fact that you genuinely cared about him was what made his heart flutter and that Fushiguro was protecting people was what settled it for you.

As time went on, you and Fushiguro were now in your first year at Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College and that also meant that you were going to spend a lot more time together - that also meant you were going to spend a lot of time with a certain white-haired, crystal blue eyes shaman.

Whenever you and Fushiguro were alone together, Gojo would find you in the most awkward timings.

Like one time, he found you laying your head on Fushiguro’s lap sleeping, while he was scrolling on his phone while patting your head.

“Oya oya~ are you taking care of your girlfriend? That’s so sweet of you Megumi~”

Another situation would be when you both would be in a car and he would lay his head on your shoulder to rest up - but to also be closer to you.

“Ah Y/N~ Megumi~ you two look so cute, let me get a picture” and then he would pull out his phone and start taking multiple photos of the both of you.

It’s not really Gojo that persuades you guys to confess even though what he says does come into mind for the both of you - like are we actually cute? Would we make a cute couple? Do we act like one?

Many many questions will be asked

How do both of you confess to each other? It is most likely when you and him are alone in his dorm room.

You would probably be laying your head on his lap while petting his divine dog - that you asked forced him to summon - that was laying his head on your stomach while Fushiguro was once again reading something from his phone

“Mimi….you know….I really like you more than a friend since we were like kids,”

After that, you would turn to your side to look away from Fushiguro, not wanting to look at his reaction in case he chooses to reject you.

However, you would see his divine dog pop his nose with yours before feeling something on your temple, only to suddenly realise it was Fushiguro kissing your temple.

“I really like you to Y/N, since we were kids as well”

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casxmorgan · 4 years ago

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100 Years of Solitude

11.22.63

120 Days of Sodom

1491

1984

A Brief History of Time

A Canticle for Leibowitz

A Child Called It

A Clockwork Orange

A Confederacy of Dunces

A History of the World in Ten and a Half Chapters

A Land Fit for Heroes Trilogy

A Little Life

A Naked Singularity

A People's History of the United States

A Scanner Darkly

A Series of Unfortunate Events

A Short History of Nearly Everything

A Song of Ice and Fire

A Storm of Swords

A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments

A Thousand Splendid Suns

A Walk in the Woods

A World Lit Only by Fire

Accursed Kings

Alice in Wonderland

All Quiet on the Western Front

All the Light We Cannot See

All the Pretty Horses

America, the Book

American Gods

American Psycho

And then There Were None

Angela’s Ashes

Animal Farm

Animal, Vegetable, Miracle

Anna Karenina

Anything Terry Pratchett, But, Mort is My Favorite

Anything Written by Robin Hobb

Apt Pupil

Artemis Fowl

Asimov's Guide to the Bible

Asoiaf

Atlas Shrugged

Bartimeaus

Batman: the Long Halloween

Battle Royale

Beat the Turtle Drum

Behind the Beautiful Forevers

Belgariad Series

Beloved

Berserk

Bestiario

Black Company

Blankets/habibi

Blind Faith

Blindness

Blood Meridian

Blood and Guts: a History of Surgery

Bluest Eye

Brandon Sanderson

Brave New World

Breakfast of Champions

Bridge to Terabithia

Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee: an Indian History of the American West

Calvin and Hobbs

Candide

Carrie

Cat's Cradle

Catch 22

Cats Cradle

Chaos

Child of God

Choke

Chuck Palahniuk

City of Ember

City of Thieves

Cloud

Collapse

Come Closer

Complaint

Confessions of a Mask

Contact

Conversation in the Cathedral

Cosmos

Crime and Punishment

Dan Brown

David

Dead Birds Singing

Dead Mountain: the Untold True Story of the Dyatlov Pass Incident

Delta Venus

Die Räuber (the Robbers)

Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep

Don Quixote

Dragonlance

Dune

Dying of the Light

East of Eden

Educated

Empire of Sin: a Story of Sex, Jazz, Murder, and the Battle for Modern New Orleans

Enders Game

Enders Shadow

Escape from Camp 14

Ever Since Darwin

Every Man Dies Alone

Everybody Poops

Everything is Illuminated

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Fahrenheit 451

Far from the Madding Crowd

Faust

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S Thompson

Feet of Clay

Fight Club

First Law

Flowers for Algernon

Flowers in the Attic

Foundation

Foundation Series

Foundation Trilogy

Frankenstein

Freakonomics

Fun Home

Galapagos

Geek Love

Gerald’s Game

Ghost Story

Go Ask Alice

Go Dog Go

Godel, Escher, Bach: an Eternal Golden Braid

Goldfinch

Gone Girl

Gone with the Wind

Good Omens

Grapes of Wrath

Great Expectations

Greg Egan

Guards! Guards!

Guns Germs and Steel

Guts (short Story)

Half a World

Ham on Rye

Hannibal Rising

Hard Boiled Wonderland

Hatchet

Haunted

Hawaii

Heart Shaped Box

Heart of Darkness

Hellbound Heart

Hellraiser

Hell’s Angels

Helter Skelter

His Dark Materials

Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

Hogg

Holocaust by Bullets

House of Leaves

How to Cook for Fourty Humans

How to Win Friends and Influence People

Huckleberry Finn

Hyperion

I Am America, and So Can You

I Am the Messenger

I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream

I Was Dr. Mengele’s Assistant

In Cold Blood

In Search of Our Mother's Gardens

Independent People

Infinite Jest

Into Thin Air

Into the Wild

Introduction to Linear Algebra

Invisible Monsters

Ishmael

Jacques Le Fataliste

Jane Eyre

Jaunt

Job: a Comedy of Justice

John Dies at the End

John Grisham

Johnathan Livingston Seagull

Johnny Got His Gun

Jon Ronson

Journal of a Novel

Jurassic Park

Justine

L'histoire D'o

Lamb

Last Exit to Brooklyn

Les Miserables

Lies My Teacher Told Me

Life of Pi

Limits and Renewals

Little House in the Big Woods

Lockwood & Co.

Lolita

Looking for Trouble

Lord Foul’s Bane

Lord of the Flies

Lyddie

Malazan Book of the Fallen

Maldoror

Manufacturing Consent: the Political Economy of the Mass Media

Man’s Search for Meaning

Mark Twain’s Autobiography

Maus

Meditations

Megamorphs (series)

Mein Kampf

Memnooch the Devil

Metro 2033

Michael Crichton

Middlesex

Mindhunter

Misery

Mistborn

Moby Dick

Mrs. Dalloway

My Side of the Mountain

My Sweet Audrina

Nacht über Der Prärie (night over the Prairie)

Naked Lunch

Name of the Wind

Neuromancer

Never Let Me Go

Neverwhere

New York

Night

Night Shift

Norwegian Wood

Notes from Underground

Nothing to Envy: Real Lives in North Korea

Of Mice and Men

Of Nightingales That Weep

Ohio

Old Mans War

Old Mother West Wind

On Heroes and Tombs

On Laughter and Forgetting

On the Road

One Flew over the Cuckoos Nest

One Hundred Years of Solitude

One of Us

Painted Bird

Patrick Rothfuss

Perfume: the Story of a Murderer

Persepolis

Pet Sematary

Peter Pan

Pillars of the Earth

Poisonwood Bible

Pride and Predjudice

Ready Player One

Rebecca

Red Mars

Red Night (series)

Red Shirts

Red Storm Rising

Redwall

Replay

Requiem for a Dream

Revenge

Riftwar Saga

Ringworld

Roald Dahl

Rolls of Thunder, Hear My Cry

Round Ireland with a Fridge

Running with Scissors

Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes

Sapiens, a Brief History of Humankind

Scary Stories to Read in the Dark

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

Schindler’s List

Sein Und Zeit

Shades of Grey

Sharp Objects

Shattered Dreams

Sherlock Holmes

Sho-gun

Siddhartha

Sisypho

Skin and Other Stories

Slaughterhouse Five

Smoke & Mirrors

Snow Crash

Soldier Son

Sometimes a Great Notion

Sphere

Starship Troopers

Stiff, the Curious Lives of Human Cadavers

Storied Life of A.j. Fikry

Stormlight Archives

Story of the Eye

Stranger in a Strange Land

Surely, You're Joking

Survivor Type (short Story)

Suttree

Swan Song

Tale of Two Cities

Tales of the South Pacific

The Alchemist

The Altered Carbon Trilogy

The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

The Art of Deception

The Art of Fielding

The Art of War

The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, Traitor to the Nation

The Autobiography of Henry Viii

The Autobiography of Malcolm X

The Beach

The Bell Jar

The Bible

The Bloody Chamber

The Book Thief

The Boy in the Striped Pajamas

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

The Brothers Karamazov

The Call of Cthulu and Other Weird Stories

The Cask of Amontillado (short Story)

The Catcher in the Rye

The Chronicles of Narnia

The Clown

The Color out of Space

The Communist Manifesto

The Complete Fiction of H.p. Lovecraft

The Count of Monte Cristo

The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night Time

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime

The Dagger and the Coin

The Damage Done

The Dark Tower

The Declaration of Independence, the Us Constitution, and the Bill of Rights

The Devil in the White City

The Dharma Bums

The Diamond Age

The Dice Man

The Discworld Series

The Dresden Files

The Elegant Universe

The First Law Trilogy

The Forever War

The Foundation Trilogy

The Gentleman Bastard Sequence

The Geography of Nowhere

The Girl Next Door

The Girl on the Milk Carton

The Giver

The Giving Tree

The God of Small Things

The Grapes of Wrath

The Great Gatsby

The Great Gilly Hopkins

The Hagakure

The Half a World Trilogy

The Handmaid’s Tale

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter

The Hiding Place

The History of Love

The Hobbit

The Hot Zone

The Hunchback of Notre Dame

The Hyperion Cantos

The Jaunt

The Jungle

The Key to Midnight

The Killing Star

The Kingkiller Chronicles

The Kite Runner

The Last Question (short Story)

The Lies of Lock Lamora

The Little Prince

The Long Walk

The Lord of the Rings

The Lottery (short Story)

The Lovely Bones

The Magicians

The Magus

The Martian

The Master and Margarita

The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect

The Monster at the End of This Book

The Moon is a Harsh Mistress

The Music of Eric Zahn (short Story)

The Name of the Wind & the Wise Man's Fear

The Necronomicon

The New Age of Adventure: Ten Years of Great Writing

The Night Circus

The Nightmare Box

The Odyssey

The Omnivore's Dilemma

The Orphan Master’s Son

The Outsiders

The Painted Bird

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

The Phantom Tollbooth

The Picture of Dorian Gray

The Pit and the Pendulum

The Plague

The Prince

The Prince of Tides

The Princess Bride

The Prophet

The Queen’s Gambit

The Rape of Nanking

The Red Dwarf

The Republic

The Rifter Saga

The Road

The Satanic Verses

The Screwtape Letters

The Secret History

The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel

The Selfish Gene

The Shining

The Shrine of Jeffrey Dahmer

The Silmarillion

The Sirens of Titan

The Six Wives of Henry the 8th

The Solitude of Prime Numbers

The Speaker of the Dead

The Stars My Destination

The Stormlight Archive

The Story of My Tits

The Stranger

The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck

The Suspicions of Mr. Witcher

The Tao of Pooh

The Things They Carried

The Time Machine

The Time Traveller’s Wife

The Tin Drum

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

The Unthinkable Thoughts of Jacob Green

The Wasp Factory

The Wind Up Bird Chronicle

The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

The World According to Garp

The Yellow Wallpaper

Their Eyes Were Watching God

Things Fall Apart

Thirsty

This Blinding Absence of Light

Tiger!

Time Enough for Love

To Kill a Mockingbird

To Say Nothing of the Dog

Toni Morrison

Too Many Magicians

Traumnovelle

Tuesdays with Morrie

Tuf Voyaging

Undeniable

Under Plum Lake

Universe in a Nutshell

Unwind

Uzumaki

Various

Village Life in Late Tsarist Russia

Walden

War & Peace

War and Peace

Warriors: Bluestar’s Prophecy

Watchers

Water for Elephants

Watership Down

We Have Always Lived in the Castle

We Need to Talk About Kevin

Wheel of Time

When Rabbit Howls

Where the Red Fern Grows

Where the Sidewalk Ends

Why I Am Not a Christian

Why People Believe Weird Things

Wizards First Rule

Wool

World War Z

Worm

Wuthering Heights

You Can Choose to Be Happy

Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

#some of these are fucked up #but #all the better

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Hello, sweety! I don't know if you're currently taking up request or not (please don't mind this ask if you're not doing it right now ^^). I'm a teacher and seeing how Mitsuhide teaches MC in his route, may I request you for a HC of Mitsuhide finds out that his MC is a teacher as well in her future life? I really want to know how he would react on that. Thank you for visiting my blog beforehand and hoping you a wonderful upcoming weekend! ✨🍀

Hellooooo dear 😍😍♥️♥️, thank you very much for this interesting request 🥰💗! I am also aspiring to become a teacher in few years so I am very glad to meet you😍😍! And I would like to say that you are an amazing artist👏🙌! I hope you also have a great weekend💃🌹! So, here we go😉~

Ikesen Headcanon⚔💗

Mitsuhide reacting to a MC being a Teacher👩‍🏫:

You loved teaching children😍❤ but you ended up in the sengoku era while travelling to Kyoto on a school trip with your students & other teachers leaving a very good life in the modern era😩 & accidentally saved Nobunaga's life to your surprise & Mitsuhide took a special interest in you👀 & his mind-reading skills used to freak you out😨.

You were honestly terrified after stepping on the battlefield for the first time in your life😱 when you have been always surrounded by the laughter & twinkling eyes of children and you were missing it terribly😭, to top it all, the shock of seeing a man die infront of your eyes was too overwhelming, so you fell unconscious😵 & Mitsuhide carried you back in Azuchi Castle.

"Starting from tomorrow, I will be your teacher, little mouse, for the subject matters, I think, tactics, equestrianism, self defense, firearms seems a good start😏!", said Mitsuhide with a huge smirk on his face.

"I hope you will be a good pupil, little mouse🐭!", said Mitsuhide as he stood and gave you a head-pat.

"Pffffttttt, I am waiting for that moment", you murmured, chuckling to yourself🤭.

"Did you say something?", asked Mitsuhide turning back to look at her.

"I am looking forward for tomorrow, Mitsuhide-sensei, goodnight😅!", she straighten up with a slight bow. Mitsuhide smiled at her🙂 and goes outside the room.

"His smile creeps me out, well, nevermind. I am excited to see the surprise on his face tomorrow😁", she let out a huge grin.

"Before starting up on the actual studies, I would like to test your knowledge base, here is your questions sheet, fill it up, little mouse📝!", said Mitsuhide as he gave her the question paper with a smirk on his face😏.

You took it, pretending to be afraid of the test making him amused, "Go on, little mouse, it's not that difficult, I assure you!", he said with a amused grin on his face😄. As you look down at the questions on Japanese literature, history & general knowledge, on the inside, you were so happy 💃while on the outside, you kept a face of a child who is horrified at the thought of giving an exam😱.

You submitted your answer sheet to him and as Mitsuhide scanned it, his eyes went wide with shock😲, he was NOT expecting this at all. You honestly wished that you have a camera 📷 to capture his expression which was so funny to say the least. Each & every answer was correct💯.

"How😳?", it's the only word that came out his mouth. You couldn't control anymore & burst out laughing loudly🤣. "Because I am also a teacher, Mitsuhide👩‍🏫", you said with a proud look on your face. "What😳?", he was left speechless once again which only made it harder for you to control your laughter.

"You really surprised me there, little mouse😅!", Mitsuhide laughs along with you to hide his flustered expression. "So, what do you teach🤔?", he asked, curious to know about you.

"Let's see, I mainly teach japanese literature & history, apart from it, I am well versed in general knowledge, english literature, I love art, psychology, etc, so if any child wants to learn it, I teach these skills to them as well with full excitement as being around them & seeing them grow in their lives makes me so happy🤩❤!", you said with a biggest smile on your face🥰 & eyes shining with happiness since you came to this era👀✨. Mitsuhide was, to be very honest, awestruck seeing your genuine happiness☺️.

As much as Mitsuhide didn't want to interrupt you, but he grew suspicious of your origin as being this educated in this era was surprisingly rare especially in something like english literature🤔. "Who are you & where are you from, mysterious little mouse? Tell me all your secrets, little one", he asked, narrowing his gaze at you👀.

You froze for a moment😳 as you knew very well that you have raised his suspicions when you were rambling non-stop😬 & you couldn't lie or else you will be in huge trouble😓. "Why should I tell you when you are also a potential "traitor" in Oda forces infront of everyone, hm?", you asked jokingly trying to avoid the question😅. "Little mouse, I am used to prying out the secrets and I would not prefer to use the same techniques on you", he said with a frown on his face🤨 unknown to him but you noticed the discomfort in his expression & sighed.

So you showed him your purse👜 and told him everything about yourself as Mitsuhide listened patiently. "So our little mouse came from 500 years in the future, it's hard to believe but you have proof with yourself, now I can see the reason how you are so innocent & untouched by the realities of this time", said Mitsuhide with a amused smirk😏.

"I have only told you the truth, rest is up to you to believe in me", you said with a pout☹.

"Don't pout, I believe in you, little one, as you have been a very nice girl, I will treat you with tea & sweets🍵🍡 as a reward, little mouse", Mitsuhide said caressing your cheek with his thumb😏. You honestly couldn't stop yourself from smiling after hearing the offer😍.

Mitsuhide was overcome with affection for her as she believed in him as a person despite having her doubts and confided in him with everything, he made a secret vow to himself to protect her from everything❤.

You both went to the teahouse together & suddenly Kyubei called Mitsuhide for giving some urgent information. Mitsuhide excused himself for a moment while you were happily eating your sweets😍, but then, you heard some men were talking bad things about him behind his back & you couldn't stand seeing & listening something wrong so you strongly defended him infront of them😡, not caring for the fact that you had no weapons on yourself, one of the men tried to hit you but Mitsuhide arrived in time to rescue you from them😎.

So this started the strong feeling of love in heart of Mitsuhide towards you😍💓💞 as nobody has ever done something like this for him, he was so impressed by the fact that you strongly stood for your values proving your strength of sense of justice as a teacher & a good person by heart☺️💯.

He continued training you in survival skills like self defense, horseriding, shooting as you were already were well-versed in theory. In exchange, you would definitely teach him english literature & tell him about many fascinating things about the human mind & everything you know about future along with many other things😍, you both loved spending time with each other and always look forward to such meetings everyday.

Once, you were well trained in these skills, you gave your gratitude towards your "teacher" Mitsuhide by gifting him a very beautiful portrait✍❤ of him playing with his pet fox, Chimaki🦊. He couldn't resist hugging you tightly the moment, he laid his eyes on it🤗💗. You yourself was the biggest & the most precious gift for him in his life but your gift made him the most happiest person💓😢, he would definitely try to hide his happiness with a amused smirk & headpat but you can see through his facade that he is genuinely happy🥰. He would definitely put the portrait in such a place where everyone could see his little mouse's amazing skills😎😏.

After facing many difficulties together, you both confessed your feelings towards each other💐 and you both were a lovely couple infront of everyone😍👫💗.

You would both use knowledge of english as a medium for infiltration as spies together in other territories🧐. Surprisingly, a language, i.e., english, became a special kind of exchange & secret code between you☺️ and Mitsuhide😏 as you both would often converse in english infront of other warlords much to their surprise & confusion🙄😳🤔.

As you were always willing to stay by his side, he used to take you along to infiltrate certain places, your skill of art would definitely come as a big help for Mitsuhide💯, as you could easily draw the suspects making his workload way more easier than it was before✍😌.

In exchange, Mitsuhide would always make sure that you were not uncomfortable in such investigation trips, he would always give you tips in dancing, singing, acting, etc 🤗 and also expect loads of teasings while he is at it, fufufufu😘.

You both being the best teachers around in Azuchi would definitely use this opportunity to teach as many children as possible who don't have access to proper education without asking for anything in return as you both did it for your own self-satisfaction & happiness in your free times💛. Mitsuhide generally taught the skills of self defense🤼‍♂️, weaponry🔫, etc while you would educate the kids in literatures, general knowledge & art👩‍🏫. Children would also always look forward to meeting both of you everyday🥰❤🤗. It became one of your most favourite & productive ways to spend time with each other❤. Children also ships you both together, mind you👀❤🤭!

Mitsuhide loved the way your eyes sparkles with happiness👀✨ whenever you are around the children🥰😘❤ and can't help falling more deeply in love with you😍💓.

He would always praise you infront of everyone, everytime he gets a chance😏. Cue warlords- We know that already, Mitsuhide, you just told us🤦‍♂️. Mitsuhide: Hooooh~But not that...😏 endless praise begins & he shuts up only when you take him outside the council room dying of embarrasment😳🙈🤦‍♀️ to which he only laughs loudly🤣😏.

Mitsuhide would often call you "my brilliant little mouse💯🐭!", as his way of showing affection towards you💗😏. Cue you blushing deep shade of red tomato and running away from him😳🙈🍅.

Extra~

"You really love her, huh?", asked Hideyoshi as he was walking down the hallways😆. "Obviously, I love her with all my heart💗, she is the brightest star of my life🌟!", said Mitsuhide, his eyes filled with love and a beautiful smile on his face.

"Was that a genuine smile on your face, Mitsuhide?!", exclaimed Hideyoshi, shocked😲.

"My, My, Hideyoshi, I don't have any idea what you are talking about😏", said Mitsuhide as he realised that his facade broke their for a moment out of his love for you. Hideyoshi *eye twitch* : whatever🙄!

Mitsuhide then went looking for you to tease and shower you with all his love & affection❤😏.

Hope, you all enjoyed it❤😍🤗. Comments are appreciated😇!

#ikesen mitsuhide #akechi mitsuhide #ikesen #ikemen sengoku #teacher #ikesen headcanons #otome games #ikemen series #ikesen hideyoshi #ikesen nobunaga

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gameofdrarry · 4 years ago

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Wizards Hearts Recs: Modern AU/Non-Magical

Wizards Hearts was a four-month-long Drarry reading fest. Players were given a playing deck of 52 tropes, and were asked to find 52 different fics to read and comment on to fill their decks. To prevent the same few fics from being read, fics were restricted to only being used for the game three times before being considered ineligible for further points. The tropes and submissions list can be found here.

Check out the masterlist of fics for this trope below the cut!

📜 Black Coffee on a Lonely Night by Femme (femmequixotic) Rated: Mature Words: 21658 Tags: Cricket, British Politics Summary: Draco owns a café in the city. Harry's a MP who comes in every morning, newspapers in one hand, BlackBerry in the other, and orders a triple espresso macchiato. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Scribbled Confessions by MotherBooker Rated: General Words: 9185 Tags: past Harry Potter/Fred Weasley, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Diary/Journal, POV Third Person, POV First Person, Pining Harry Potter, Fluff, Teacher Harry, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Implied/Referenced Homophobia Summary: Draco finds a diary and discovers that the latest entries are all about him. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 And They Were Roommates by sithsanidala Rated: Mature Words: 21547 Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Roommates, Mild Language, Mild Sexual Content, Eventual Romance, Bisexual Harry Potter, Physical Abuse, Light Angst, Coma Summary: Harry Potter has college life all figured out: athletic scholarship, good-looking girlfriend, and his bestfriends by his side. His only problem? His roommate is the most stuck up person he's ever met. And Harry thinks he's falling for him ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Seeking: pet carer for Bartholomew (four-year old rescue greyhound, no special needs) by GallifreyisBurning Rated: Explicit Words: 14694 Tags: Alternate Universe - Muggle, Dog Carer Harry Potter, Lawyer Draco Malfoy, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, No Angst, Oblivious Draco Malfoy, Running, Pet Ownership - Freeform, Past Draco Malfoy/Blaise Zabini, Getting Together, Mentions of Canonical Character Death, Not Canon Compliant, (in basically any way), Minor Original Character(s), Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Shower Sex, harry works for draco, but I promise there's no power dynamic involved in their relationship, There's nothing unethical at all I swear, just read it you'll see, HP Fluff Fest 2020 Summary: When Draco’s boyfriend ends their relationship rather abruptly (and, frankly, extremely rudely), he leaves Draco with full-time responsibility for their rescue greyhound, Bartholomew. Draco loves his dog with all his heart, but the long hours he works at his law firm mean that he can’t possibly be home as much as Bartholomew needs. Enter Sirius Pet Care, an app designed to solve this very problem! When Draco books Harry, he’s relieved at how quickly the man and his dog bond. He’s less relieved by how unexpectedly, distractingly attractive Harry turns out to be… and how Draco’s afternoon meetings keep being “mysteriously” cancelled, meaning that he JUST HAPPENS to be home when Harry comes by. After all, it’s not appropriate to ogle one’s employees… right? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Worlds Apart by QueenyMidas Rated: Explicit Words: 30561 Tags: muggle, Muggle AU, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Gaming, World of Warcraft - Freeform, Falling In Love Summary: In a muggle AU, Draco and Harry are left looking for magic in much more virtual places. For the both of them, the PC game World of Warcraft provides an outlet from their lives at school (where they’re both still nasty rivals). When their characters meet in game and a romance blossoms, it’s only a matter of time before they figure out who’s on the other side of the computer screen. You really don’t need to know anything about WoW to read this. Explicit in later chapters. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 We Built This Right by Remy_Writes5 Rated: Explicit Words: 15344 Tags: Inspired by Yuri!!! on Ice, Alternate Universe - Skating, Ice Skating, French Draco Malfoy, Desi Harry Potter, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, First Time, Fluff, Light Angst, Smut, Getting Together, Enemies to Lovers, Homophobic Language, Draco Malfoy & Pansy Parkinson Friendship, LCDrarry, Anxiety, strained relationship with parents, Minor Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Minor James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Minor Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical Summary: At last year's Grand Prix Final, Harry had an accident that left him with a lightning scar on his forehead, a concussion and a twisted ankle. Now everyone is waiting to see if his career is over - including former rival, Draco Malfoy. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 You Give Me Feelings That I Adore by rosejoongs Rated: Teen and Up Words: 2235 Tags: Humor, Alternate Universe- No Magic, modern!AU, Embarrased!Draco, Flustered!Draco, Teasing Slytherin Girls, smitten!Draco, Teasing, Kissing, Flirting, Terrible Innuendos, Aaaand I've Nothing Interesting To Tag, ooh wait, confident!harry, Flirtatious!Harry, Kinda Fluffy, shy!Draco Summary: There’s a gorgeous brunette standing at the table opposite theirs, grinning and taking the orders of the group of girls sitting there. He’s clad simply in a toga (the uniform here is strange) but damn is it raising Draco’s- And with that his brain comes to a screeching halt. Nope. No. He is not going to become another one of the predators sitting at his table. He is not going to lust after that guy and imagine taking him home and pinning him against the- “Having a nice reverie there, are you, Malfoy?” OR The one where Harry works as sexy-ass waiter in a strip bar and Astoria Greengrass can still bully Draco into going to such bars. Of course, it's not like Draco is exactly left wanting to complain about the ambience when he spots said Greek God in a toga... ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Songbirds of Avebury Manor by Tessa Crowley (tessacrowley) Rated: Explicit Words: 18237 Tags: Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Victorian, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Omega Draco Malfoy, Alpha Harry Potter, Class Differences, Soulmates, Sexual Tension, Mating Cycles/In Heat, First Time, Knotting, Implied Mpreg, Victorian Attitudes, Well sort of Victorian attitudes, Like Victorian attitudes except A/B/O, It makes sense in context I swear Summary: Harry Potter presents as alpha at fifteen, and it is supposed to change his life for the better. Instead, it leads him to a beautiful noble omega he cannot have, a political plot he cannot escape, and a threat on his life. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Catfish by QueenyMidas Rated: Explciit Words: 49525 Tags: Underage, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Catfish - Freeform, MTV Catfish, Falling In Love, travelling, Investigations Summary: After having gone to high school together and parted bitter rivals, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter find themselves reunited under professional circumstances. They’re hired to host MTV’s hit show ‘Catfish’, a program dedicated to finding out the truth about online romances when one partner is desperate to meet offline and the other has avoided every attempt at real-life interaction. Fake profiles, lies, and surprising love stories run amuck with Draco as the classic skeptic and Harry as the hopeful believer when they travel the country for the show and become invested in their cases and in each other. American muggle AU. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Dial Tone by firenxe Rated: Teen and Up Words: 34699 Tags: Texting, text fic, Drarry, non-magic au, AU Summary: Harry Potter decides to text the number on his arm. Draco Malfoy finds himself woken up by messages. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Boldly Go by ChristineP Rated: Teen and Up Words: 1895 Tags: Alternate Universe, Non-magic, American!Harry, Humor Summary: Harry was sure the scowl would have had more force to it if the blond wasn’t dressed in a catsuit reminiscent of Seven of Nine. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Consort: Hummingbird Cirus by Gold-Snitcher (Revenant) Rated: Mature Words: 78568 Tags: Alternate Universe, no-magic, harem/slave fic, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Betrayal, fist time, Loyalty, Love, Non-Graphic Violence, Romance Summary: When a rebellion is crushed on the outer-edges of the empire Draco finds among the captives an intriguing youth who joins the men and women of the harem. Can this quiet boy who refuses to admit his name be worthy of the role of Consort? Or is he as scheming as the other occupants of the harem? ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Unexpected Turn by Oakstone730 Rated: Explicit Words: 26812 Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, United States, Road Trips, Mechanic Harry, real estate developer draco, tow truck sex, One Night Stands, American Harry, past Draco/Krum, South Dakota Summary: English real estate developer Draco Malfoy is in America to find his long lost cousin and escape a scandal. When his car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, his trip takes an unexpected turn. Non-Magical AU. (Fleeting mentions of Neville/Ginny and past-Draco/Krum) ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 A Surprising Christmas Present by 100SleeplessNights Rated: General Words: 6632 Tags: Harry Potter's Cat, Fluff, Meet-Cute, First Meetings, harry has a cat, Christmas Eve, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Romantic Soulmates, First Dates, kind of, Getting Together, Getting to Know Each Other, Christmas Fluff, Artist Draco Malfoy, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, New Year's Eve, New Year's Kiss, New Year's Fluff, First Kiss, Artist Harry Potter, Artist Lily Evans Potter, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Meeting the Parents Summary: Harry's cat disappears on Christmas Eve and he goes to find her. In the end he also finds something else he has searched for. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Incurable by Warholhp Rated: Explicit Words: 119473 Tags: Angst, Alternate Universe, First Time, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Smut, Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Explicit Language, Sexual Content Summary: Non-Magic AU. Harry Potter was not sent to Hogwarts at age 11 as his parents intended. Instead, when an altercation with his uncle turns violent, he is sent to St. Brutus's Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys. But four years later, he has the opportunity to attend Hogwarts, where he learns to live a life he never thought possible for himself. H/D and a bit of mentor-Snape. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Give Me a Quiet Mind by calrissian18 Rated: Teen and Up Words: 16260 Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical Summary: Draco is Weasley’s assistant. Except for the week he’s not. Whose brilliant idea was that again? Featuring offices in Edinburgh, an epic Measley Bromance (that no one will admit exists), several unrequited crushes, fantastical revenge scenarios, coffee snobbery, the dreaded – yet adorable – toddler terror, promises of organ swapping, a play about Scottish history (no one cares), sequins, and the League of Snarky Secretaries! ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 There's No I In Team by JulietsEmoPhase Rated: Explicit Words: 13389 Tags: Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternate Universe - Office, Parent-Child Relationship, Babysitting, Getting to Know Each Other, Past Character Death, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dom/sub Undertones, Dom/sub Play, Romance, Falling In Love, First Kiss, First Time, Praise Kink, Coming Out, Top Harry, Bottom Draco Summary: When Draco's babysitter cancels on him, he has no option but to bring his son to work, despite the fact he has an extremely important day ahead of him. Rescue comes from the most unlikely of places, and Draco ends up having a day he never could have planned, or hoped for. Muggle AU, smut. Birthday present! ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 Synthetic Bonds by mypetelephant Rated: Mature Words: 116270 Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Arranged Marriage, Drapple Summary: Harry has always been the golden boy of Malfoy Corporation, earning the respect of Lucius and the resentment of his high school rival, Draco. But Lucius has a business proposal that involves Harry becoming a Malfoy..by marrying Draco. Non-magic AU ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 When Trust and Truth Collide by silvergalaxy Rated: Explicit Words: 47374 Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Office Romance, Banter, Mistaken Identity, Misunderstandings, Oblivious Harry Potter, Fluff and Angst, Insomnia, Power Imbalance, Boss/Employee Relationship Summary: Harry meets Draco for the first time in the employee break room on a boring Wednesday morning and they immediately hit it off. Chance encounters turn into dates, and dates turn into feelings. Oh, yeah. Draco's also Harry's boss. Harry has no idea. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 To the Memory of Love by jamesilver Rated: General Words: 55952 Tags: Major Character Death long fic, Amnesia, but not, Coma, i really don’t know how to describe, AU, Alternate Universe - Voldemort Wins, kinda ya know like in the beginning, Angst, So much angst, Fluff, Muggle Life, harry in the muggle world, background hermione x ron, background sirius x remus, because this is an au i can do what i want so i day sirius didn’t die okay okay, Hogwarts Eighth Year, But also not, Past Child Abuse, don’t worry the major character death isn’t like draco or harry but it is other people, Horcrux Hunting, alphard black is alive, Happy Ending Summary: The light was bright as he blinked open his eyes. He was vaguely aware of the steady sounds of beeping. And he felt weird. His mouth felt like it was full of cotton. Strange. He was in a hospital. But it wasn’t St. Mungos. It was muggle. All the technology, it was muggle. “Mr. Potter, you’ve been in a coma for the last seven years. When you were eleven, you took a terrible run face-first into a wall at King’s Cross.” “No, but. But Ron. Molly was there and she...she directed me to. And Hagrid. Hedwig. Diagon.” This was a mistake. This was all a terrible mistake. ____ Or, in which Harry wakes up from a coma in a muggle world at 18, but with all the memories of Voldemort and the war. ❤️ Read on AO3

📜 The Man with the Purple Umbrella by Moood Rated: General Words: 2251 Tags: Fluff, Drabble, Drarry, Muggle AU, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés Summary: Draco Malfoy works in a coffeshop. One day, a man with a purple umbrella walks in, and Draco's life change forever. ❤️ Read on AO3

#game of drarry #drarry #drarry recs #wizards hearts #wh masterlist

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nad-zeta · 5 years ago

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Match up🎇

I’ve been in love with your IkeSen match up, and may I request on match-up as well? 😉 I’m an introverted teacher yet somehow my students didn’t believe it at all, since I can create a lively nuanse in classroom easily, yet I’m also well-known as a strict teacher whose her silent treatment is more infectious than any high-pitched scolding ever 😂. Apart from teaching, I found myself easy to approach others but a bit hard to be approached (or so they said xD). When it comes to romantic relationship, I try not to get involve too deeply again with men unless they’re serious enough to marry me. I love reading, drawing, and spending time inside my house. A thinker and planner but not a good executioner. I hope that’s enough for you. And thank you so much for taking your time to take upon my request! Have a wonderful day! 🍀✨

Hey there, love! Thank you so much for the request!❤ Soooooo sorry for taking forever to get it done! Hope you enjoy it dear 🎀

So I match you with……………….. Mitsuhide

The first time you arrived in Azuchi, everyone instantly fell in love with you. You have such a soft sweet nature that even Hideyoshi couldn’t help but drop all suspicions against you. You were as friendly and kind as you were naïve, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the resident kitsune. He was instantly taken by you, since the moment his golden orbs first laid eyes on you. There was just something about your sweet introverted nature that he couldn’t ignore. And oooh, he loved to tease you, so he could see all your different facial expressions play across your face. One of his favorite ones, of course, was your small blush that would spread all across your face.

Everyone quickly noticed that you may need some help adjusting in this time period as you were much to naïve and innocent, a perfect target for anyone with ill intentions. Nobunaga proclaimed that his left-hand man would be the one to teach you some life skills to help you survive. You laughed at the irony of it all, the teacher now becoming the student. Its been a while since you’ve been a student. Your first lesson went horribly, in your opinion, you had gotten 0 on the common knowledge test that he had given you. However, he gave you 1 point for creativity for your answer to the question about what Nobunaga’s childhood name was. He laughed for a good 20 minutes at your answers of Nobie.

He couldn’t help but be impressed with how studious you were; you seemed to grasp concepts quickly, even writing down a summary of everything he was saying for yourself to review later. You lived for moments when you would surprise Mitsuhide. Just when this sneki boi thought he had you figured out bam, you would do or say something to surprise him. When you had revealed that you yourself was a teacher back in your hometown, he was most amused. The two of you decided to teach each other. Mitsuhide would teach you politics, economics, self-defense, and horse riding. And you taught Mitsuhide linguistic and everything you knew about that subject. As the two of you continued spending time with each other and teaching each other different topics, you found that you seemed to levitate towards him. You low key started falling in love with him

Although Mitsuhide wouldn’t admit it, he to had fallen in love with the little mouse who has broadened his horizons so much, long ago! As you were now so well versed in the happenings of Azuchi, Nobunaga decided to give you some more responsibility. He knew from the few conversations the two of you shared that you were an intelligent woman, so he declared that you were to help Mitsuhide with getting his official documents done on time. Mitsuhide was many things, but good at admin was not one of them. He would fall behind in handing in reports as he would be so occupied with gathering information and keeping Azuchi safe from the shadows. You, of course, were overjoyed at this task as your lessons with the man were starting to come to an end.

The two of you would now sit together in his room writing, he would let you answer and fill out the easier reports while he would do those that were more secretive and critical. One day as you were sitting opposite him at his writing desk, a snow-white fox gracefully walked its way into Mitsu’s room. You hadn’t noticed the fox until the playful critter hopped onto the desk and grabbed the document you were busy with. The little thing then ran into the garden with it. You chased after her trying to get your work back.

Mitsuhide chucked at the whole scene, he knew the little fox he kept was a playful little thing and would often pull this stunt when she was asking for some attention. The fox hopped around the garden as if teasing you with the papers she held in her mouth. You were so distracted by the little critter that you fell into the pond. The fox looked at you apologetically before scurrying off back to her den. Mitsuhide was now in full-blown laughter, walking towards you. “You look like a drowned little mouse”. You knew Mitsuhide well enough to know he too, like a fox, had a playful spirit, so you decided to splash him. You broke out in laughter as he was now soaking wet. “Takes one to know one, dear.” He gave you his slyest grin and cannonballed into the water. He then started ticking you. The two of you played in the pond the rest of the afternoon, duties long forgotten.

As the sun started dipping down, the weather started cooling down. Mitsuhide picked you up and carried you back to his room. He called for the maids to draw each of you a nice warm bath. After your bathes, you put on Mitsuhide’s oversized clothes while yours hung to dry. Your hair was still soaking wet. When you walked back into Mitsuhide’s room, he grabbed you by the hand and lead you to sit on the pillow in front of him. He then gently dried your hair for you. You couldn't help but relish in the feeling of his slender fingers gently playing with your now dried hair. Sometime during the small intimate moment, the two of you shared the little fox made its way back into the room, carrying the stolen paper. She placed them down in front of you and looked at you as if to apologize for the trouble she caused. Mitsuhide smiled at the little fox and pet her head as if to say all is forgiving. The little thing then decided to curl up in your lap, she squeaked and barked at you until you pet her silky soft fur.

Somewhere between the relaxing feeling of Mitsuhide playing with your hair and the soft, warm fox sleeping in your lap, you felt yourself drifting off. Mitsuhide couldn’t help but laugh at the sleepy mouse. He gently cradled your head to rest comfortably on his shoulder and then picked you up and carried you to his futon. He tucked you in and gave your forehead a small little kiss. Just when did he fall so madly in love with the little mouse now resting in his bed.

Days passed as the two of you worked together, and with each passing day, you were falling deeper and deeper in love with the sweet kitsune. One day as you were sitting next to him, writing out documents as you had done a thousand times before, when you suddenly put down the brush and looked up at Mitsuhide. Mitsuhide looked up and gave you the softest look and smiled at you “What is it little mouse, would you like a break. I could make the two of us some tea if you’d like”. Mitsuhide is a master at teasing, so you were nervous to confess your feelings. What gave you strength and hope was the conversation you had had with Masamune a few days ago. He had stated that he had never seen Mitsuhide so happy or give anyone such a gentle soft look. Even Ieyasu chimed in saying they had never seen the snek give anyone a genuine smile before, until they saw him with you. You balled your fist and before you could speak Mitsuhide put his long finger over your lips “you know who I am mouse,” “I do,” “You know that I have done terrible things in my life and that I am by no means a good man,” “I know, and I don’t care,” “You know that I cannot change, and will always have to be the man living and working from the shadows.” It was now your turn to place a finger over Mitsuhide’s lips. “I know Mitsu, and I still love you. I know that you are also the sweetest, kindest, gentlest fox that I have ever met. I also know that you are probably going to give me grey hairs from all your teasing. Either way, I love you, Mitsu”. He gave you one of his rare sweet smiles and kissed you, it had been the first time he had kissed you on the lips.

The two of you made the sweetest couple. You would often spend time together in his room. Whenever he would be out and about doing his information gathering, you would stay up reading, waiting for him to come home. He loved playing in the garden with you and the little fox, just letting go of all the worries and cares in the world, to spend time with his two beloved girls. Mitsu loves nothing more than to kiss you and will often drop sweet little kisses on your cheek, forehead, or nose whenever the two of you are together. Before Mitsuhide would leave on a mission that would take an especially long time you would draw him a picture to act as a lucky charm. Mitsuhide would treasure the sketch and gaze at it whenever he was missing you. When he would come home, he would spoil you rotten with the sweetest kisses and caresses.

Other potential matched……………… Mitsunari

Thanx so much for the request love I hope you enjoyed it! ❤

#akechi mitsuhide #ikesen mitsuhide #mitsuhide akechi #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide #match ups #ikesen matchup #matchups #mitsuhide matchup #submission

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chicagocityofclans · 4 years ago

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Isabetta Sofia Cornari → Sophie Skelton → Vampire

→ Basic Information

Age: 601

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Birthday: October, 31st

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Religion: Catholic

→ Her Personality

Isabetta might look gentle but that’s only true if you’re on her good side. She has a long memory and never forgets any slight against her. Holding grudges is almost a hobby at this point. But whether you manage to avoid her bad side or not she can be disarmingly charming. If on her good side you have nothing to worry about this and can rest assured her friendship is genuine but if not you are best to wonder what her motivation is. She was brought up in a family where one used any means necessary to get what one wanted, where life was a chess board. And Isabetta is very good at chess. As a result of all of this she is generally very good with people, being able to read them fairly easily and adjust accordingly.

Under these schemes and defenses lies a romantic heart, that craves loyalty and love. She was devoted to her family until they betrayed her and now she is devoted to her sire. She also craves and loves beauty - in people, art, architecture, music and dance. It is something she can get lost in, spending hours upon hours dancing, playing her harp or just looking at art. And she thanks God for all of it. Despite what she is, Isabetta is a firm Catholic who prays daily and still attends confession when she can.

→ Her Personal Facts

Occupation: Architectural History Teacher at Hema

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Bodies of Water and Roses

Two Dislikes: Bugs and Wearing Jeans

Two Fears: Desecration and Being Abandoned

Two Hobbies: Playing the Harp and Ballet

Three Positive Traits: Intelligent, Charismatic and Loyal

Three Negative Traits: Vindictive, Flirtatious and Opinionated

→ Her Connections

Parent Names:

Pietro Cornari (Father): Her father was head of their wider family and a very ambitious man. His ambition kept him busy and he did not spend much time with his daughters.

Lorrella Cornari (Mother): Isabetta spent a good deal of time with her mother, learning much from her. Though most of her memories of her are fading, Isabetta can always remember the smell of her perfume.

Sibling Names:

Maddelena Ginori (Sister): Though she learnt much from her mother, she learnt more from her sister. Being a lot older than Isabetta, Maddelena took her under her wing and taught her how to survive in the political and dangerous world of their time. As a result Isabetta idolised her eldest sibling.

Giulio Cornari (Brother): Giulio was as ambitious as their father and paid his family even less attention. As a result Isabetta barely had any relationship with her older brother at all.

Federico Cornari (Brother): Her other brother was as pious as the rest of the family was corrupt. He was constantly trying to get them to see the error of their ways. Isabetta loved him dearly and credits him for her faith, even if he would always despair at how much she followed in their sisters footsteps.

Luca Cornari (Brother): Luca was the baby of the family, the only one younger than Isabetta. With their siblings grown up when they were still children, the pair were naturally close. Out of all her family he is the only one who fought for her later on and she misses him still.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Enrico Molza (Husband/deceased): It was an arranged marriage and not a happy one. Isabetta detested him from the moment they met and it only got worse from there. After just six months of marriage, with Isabetta still not pregnant, Enrico became violent. After becoming a vampire she ensured he’d never hurt anyone again.

Platonic Connections:

Scorpius Getta (Sire): Isabetta quite literally owes her life to Getta. They clicked the first time they met at a masked ball in Venice. Neither knew then that a week later she’d be one of his vampires after he saved her from dying rather more permanently. Even if he hadn’t turned her like that though, Isabetta knows she would be loyal to him, that she’d count him as a friend, not just a maker. She admires him for everything he’s done and is trying to do. It’s been just over 600 years since he turned her but she still enjoys his company and her loyalty has only grown stronger through the years.

Chiara Ricci (Friend): Isabetta and Chiara met when the younger vampire started teaching at the Hema academy. They bonded over stories and they fact that Chiara’s ‘parents’ are from Italy like Isabetta.

Farrokh Alvi (Friend): In Farrokh, Isabetta found someone who like her was well versed in the ‘chess games’ of life. She enjoys his company very much and they often have a game of actual chess on the go.

Sadie McCoy (Friend): Isabetta appreciates how well Sadie runs things, and always likes to see women in positions of authority. She can’t remember how or even when they became friends but it seems to Isabetta they have been since Sadie joined the seethe.

Morana “Ana” Vikors (Friendly): Those who have been in the seethe a long time are all aware of each other, as is the case for Ana and Isabetta. Isabetta also deeply respects Ana for her loyalty to Getta.

Aleksander Mazur (Vampiric Brother): His protective streak reminds her a little of her younger brother. It was maybe part of what drew them together in the beginning but she now considers him to be just as much her brother as Luca was.

Fiona ‘Fi’ Marz (Vampiric Sister): Fi and Isabetta share a common flirtatiousness, though Fi is much more blunt. This has on occasion caused ruffled feathers between them but it never lasts long. Fi has always been so much more loyal than Isabetta’s birth family and Isabetta has become loyal to her vampiric sister too.

Raphael Caron (Vampiric Brother): Isabetta has always enjoyed Raphael’s company and was happy to welcome him into the family.

Petra Chak (Acquaintance): Isabetta hasn’t always liked Petra, in fact she used to get rather annoyed by her. Over the years this has mellowed and whilst they’re not friends Isabetta doesn’t mind the older vampire.

Aisling Rois (Friendly): Isabetta met the younger at a dance class, and then again at the bar Aisling works at. They always get along quite well whenever they see each other.

Hostile Connections:

Richard Fili (Annoyance): Fili is only 42 years older than Isabetta but he has frequently treated her like a child. That, along with the assumptions he made about her early on because of the upbringing she’d had, has gotten under her skin and she only has to think about him to get annoyed.

Pets:

None

→ History Isabetta was born in a prospering Venice, into a family who were as rich as they were ambitious. Her childhood was fairly typical for the time. She spent little time with her father and older brothers, only really seeing them at family dinners or in church. Most of her time was spent with nannies and tutors well out of the way of the grownups. She was instructed in etiquette, languages, music, art and dance - all things she fell in love with. She grew up loving her family too, wanting to be just like her older sister. Though the one she loved the most was her sweet younger brother, Luca. He was the closest in age to her and thus the one she spent the most time with growing up. They would spend hours watching the boats from a window in their families grand home, talking about what the future would be like. Neither could have predicted what it would be, at least not for Isabetta.

Her older sister, Maddelena, had married long before Isabetta was of age. Her husband was rich, handsome and not much older than her. It was only natural that Isabetta believed it would be the same for her, no one had ever considered to tell her Maddelena had been extremely lucky. If her husband’s much older uncle had not passed on it would have been to him that Maddelena would have been married. Their family did not marry for love, they married for political and financial gain.

Isabetta was so excited the day her mother told her that her marriage had been arranged. But as she walked down the aisle her heart sank. Her soon to be husband was rich and powerful yes, but he was also much, much older than Isabetta and was gruff with her from the start.

Married life wasn’t much what she had thought it would be either. She only saw her husband at dinner and when he visited her bed. Outside of that he didn’t spend any time with her. As the months passed she took solace in her faith, in her rose garden and in the rare visits with her family. At first her brother tried to tell her he was probably just getting used to having a wife and her mother tried to convince her that was just the way things were done. After a few months though she accepted she wasn’t going to have the marriage she’d always imagined and she turned her attention to doing what she had been brought up to do - be a political advantage. She’d win people over at dinner parties, gather information at balls and make introductions at Mass. For a while this seemed to gain her husband's attention and he started spending a little more time with her. It didn’t last long. After six months of marriage Isabetta still wasn’t pregnant and her husband blamed her. She wondered if he might be right but when his anger turned physical Isabetta knew she didn’t deserve it. Any feelings close to love or respect she’d had for him soured to bitter resentment. She turned to her family for help, telling them what he was doing. Her father yelled at her to just suck it up and get on with it, her mother blamed her, her eldest brother ignored her. With her sister away in France it was only Luca who stood up for her. Over the next month he got into several very heated arguments with their father over it but in the end the families reputation and connections mattered more to the head of the family than she did.

When the Carnival came around that year Isabetta used it as an opportunity to avoid her husband at every ball they went. It was easily done as his attention was soon distracted by other women. Whilst sneaking through the crowd away from him at one such ball the ribbon on the sleeve of her dress got caught on someone. He was kind about it and they got talking. Isabetta spent the rest of the night with the mystery man and his friends. It was a welcomed breath of fresh air compared to those she was normally in the company of. She found him to be fun and engaging company. At the next ball he found her again, though she wasn’t sure how. And again she was happy to spend the evening in his company rather than that of her own so called friends. It was the same again at the next event but little did she know someone had noticed.

The next evening she came down to the dock of her house with a bright smile, happy at the thought of another evening with her new friends. This was when her husband confronted her. When he came down he took one look at her and told her she looked like a whore, that no wife of his was going out in that dress. It was a dress that was no more low cut than was the fashion at that time. With an unnecessarily firm grip on her arm he started to pull her back towards the house. Isabetta had had enough though. She tore her arm from his grip and told him to go to hell. Storming away from him into their small garden. He followed her yelling, accusing her of being unfaithful and saying her inability to get pregnant was a punishment from God for her sins. She retorted in kind, calling him irrelevant, a whore monger and saying that God was saving her from having to bear the child of such an ogre. It was an argument she was sure would have been overheard by many if it hadn’t been Carnival. The other side of their garden wall was a busy canal, with plenty of boats passing by, but as it was their shouting was drowned out by the sounds of an entire city celebrating. Maybe if they could have heard someone would have come to intervene.

The argument turned violent, her remark about God saving her prompting him to slap her so hard his ring cut her. Her anger was already boiling over though and instead of just taking it she punched him square in his nose. She wasn’t sure if the resulting cracking sound was his nose or her hand but she didn’t care. Even if it was her hand the look of surprise on his face had been worth it. That look turned harder though and before her racing mind could realise what was happening he’d grabbed her by the back of the neck and plunged a dagger into her chest. Without a word he released her, letting her fall to the floor where he left her. She faintly heard him telling their servants waiting at the dock that she would not be joining him. Shock soon set in both physically and mentally. She’d never imagined he’d go to this extreme. As the warmth of her own blood pooled around her though her thoughts turned to anger. Not just towards her husband but towards the father who had sealed her fate the day he’d arranged this marriage.

Isabetta isn’t sure how long she was left lying there, maybe minutes, maybe hours. All she knows is that her view of the stars was at some point replaced with an unfamiliar face. When he spoke though she instantly recognised his voice as that of her new friend. If she hadn’t been so cold and so tired she would have wept with relief. The rest of that night and the days following are even fuzzier. She recalls saying yes to something, to drinking something and then a darkness pressing in around her.

When she awoke it was into a completely new life. Isabetta learnt that her new friend, and now sire, was one Scorpius Getta and that she was now a vampire. More than that, she was now part of Getta’s family. Before she could fully give herself to this though there was one thing she had to do. Under another starry sky Isabetta went to say goodbye to her husband. She was pleased to find how surprised he was to see her. This time she got the better of him. She left his body where he’d left her and his head on her father's desk.

There is only one thing she misses from her old life and that is Luca. He was the only one that stuck by her and tried to fight for her. She knew from the start her new family would do that for her as he had, and that she would do it for them too. Over the following centuries she learnt to better control herself and everything that came with being a vampire. She’s never felt the desire to leave her new family and her loyalty has only grown stronger.

→ The Present Isabetta is in full support of what Getta is doing with the seethe and the Underground. She admires his goals and knows they come from a good place. She also doesn’t mind that it means that Chicago will likely be home for most of her life. The friends she’s made here and the job she now does haven’t hurt in making it feel like home. She’s enjoying teaching architectural history, having been interested in that area of art for most of her long life. In time she hopes to branch out into teaching other areas of art and music history too.

#Isabetta Sofia Cornari #Isabetta Cornari #Taken

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danceblades-aa · 4 years ago

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idea stolen shamelessly from @defyances but here’s my ranking of irie’s verses in terms of gf material... i’ll try to not be too biased (because listen, all irelia verses are wife)

main canon

dedicated, dutiful, loving; will love you deeply and take care of you! super caring, will cook and take you on scenic trips across ionia when she’s not busy with her duties. give her physical affection and words of affirmation? she’s yours. 10/10

divine sword

will outlive you unless you’re also immortal but hey, she’ll warm up to you and gladly share a piece of her affections which are normally wholly dedicated to the deity she serves. a bit distant at times but she tries her best to spend as much time as she can with her lover! 9/10

modern

spend enough time with her and she’ll embrace you as a part of her rather large family. she’s probably in the dance studio most of the time, come watch her practice! if you’re okay with sharing a house with all her siblings, she’ll welcome you with open arms. 8/10

frostblade

pretty much married to ashe. will cut your hand off if you make any advances. ?/10

battle academia

a word of forewarning; big teacher’s pet. she’s a stickler for the rules but challenge her views - preferably after you’ve spent time with her, or she’ll probably dismiss you. will duel with you in practice rooms and gently scold you for making mistakes. 7/10

star guardian

still pretty hung up about her old team but you can’t blame her. hard on herself and will be hard on you to push you to improve. somewhat of a tsundere, won’t confess her affection and probably just hide her attraction towards you. 6/10

infiltrator

one night stand material over committed relationship material, but she’s working on it. will buy you just about whatever you desire - barring her own materialistic wants. will leave you alone for extended periods of time and come back for stress relief in the sheets. 5/10 if you’re into that.

high noon

very snooty, also very emo. good luck trying to get with her if you’re a human because she probably wants nothing to do with you. if you want a demon-corrupted angelic gf with glowing eyes? she’s the one for you! though she’s rather set on her own goals... 3/10

nightblade

will release you into the woods and hunt you down for sport. definitely evil. only cares about... killing people? that’s about it. unless somebody yeets the evil spirit from her, she doesn’t exactly give a shit about anybody. 2/10

#𝒊⠀❛⠀gone to light their lanterns.⠀⌜ ooc ⌟#have this thing while i try to write actual replies

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magicalmuses · 5 years ago

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Name: Tom Riddle

Age: 17 - 29 (verse dependant)

Date of Birth: 31 December 1926

Nationality: British

Height: 5'11

Blood Status: Half Blood

Wand: 12 1/2″ Yew , Phoenix feather core.

Faceclaim: Tom Hughes

Background:

Tom Riddle was born at Wool’s Orphanage after his mother stumbled in and gave birth, dying soon after. He was raised in the Orphanage and while there he began to show signs of his Wizarding heritage. He had a good control over thiis power, being able to move objects with his mind, manipulate animals, speak parseltounge as well harm others.

When he was 11, Professor Dumbledore came to visit and this was where he found out he was a wizard and began schooling at Hogwarts. He got sorted into Slytherin and was considered a perfect student.

However, this was all a facade, hiding his true personality. He had a following of Slytherin students, who from the outside seemed like friends but really he just used them for his gain, manipulated them to do as he pleased. These turned into the first Death Eaters.

He became obsessed with his wizarding heritage and began to learn more about the gaunt family and their relation to Salazar Slytherin. At this time he despised his Father and his muggle heritage and gave himself the Alias Lord Voldemort.

During his 5th year, he found the Chamber of Secrets and tamed the Basilisk inside. In June of 1943 was when the Basilisk injured many students and killed one. When he found out the school was going to close and he was going to have to go back to the Orphanage, he decided to close the Chamber and frame Hagrid and his pet Acromantula.

In August of 1943, Tom went to Little Hangleton where he met his Uncle Morfin Gaunt who said that he looks ‘mighty like that muggle’ Gaining information that infuriated Tom, he stunned his uncle, stole his wand and seeked revenged. Killing his grandfather, grand mother and father with the killing curse. The young wizard covered up his crimes and changed Morfins memories causing him to confess to the crimes. Taking the Gaunt family signet ring which would become his second horcrux

In his 6th year at Hogwarts he found out about a dark magical called a Horcrux. He sort out Professor Slughorn to know more about them as No books had any information on how to create them. this was the year he created his first horcrux, placing apart of his sole into his diary.

During his final year he was made Head boy and earned outstanding marks for each exam that he took. Gaining a medal for magical merit.

Tom approached Headmaster Dippet to ask for a job as the DADA teacher, it was refused because he was too young but adviced to apply in a few years.

Before leaving Hogwarts he managed to charm Helena Ravenclaw into telling him the location of the Ravenclaw Diadem, which was deep in a forest in Albania. Tom travelled there once graduating from Hogwarts and the Diadem became his third Horcux.

When he returned to Britian he took a job at Borgin and Burkes which surprised plenty of people as he was offered several positions in the Ministry of Magic. He was very good at persuading people to part with valuable magical hairlooms.

He befriended Hepzibah Smith, a descendant of Helga Hufflepuff. Who soon showed him her two most valuable items. Slytherins Locket and the Hufflepuff cup. He murder her by using a poison and vanished with the two items. Covering his tracks and putting memories in to Hokey the house-elf who believed to kill Hepzibah.

He soon resigned at Borgin and Burkes and made his next two horcuxes.

For the next ten years Tom disappeared slipping deeper into the Dark Arks, travelling around the world. He began to use the Alias Lord Voldemort more openly.

#fc;tom #c;tom #t;tom #hc;tom #a;tom

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