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thelov3lybookworm · 1 year ago

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To Love and Cakes

Summary: Y/n is the daughter of a flower and gardening tools shop's owner in Velaris. When he gets sick, y/n makes her father take some rest and looks after the small shop herself. But she is new to all this as her father never let her work a day in her life.

One day, as she's looking after the shop, a red haired high fae comes looking for gardening gloves as a gift to someone. Y/n helps him, and learns that he is a frequent customer.

Due to his frequent visits, they soon develop a bond. More than friends, but not lovers.

Yet.

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Tw: i dont think there are any but still, here we go. elain being a sour and jealous mate even though she's been sailing on the elriel ship, a few curse words and all. Can't think of anything else, so let me know if i need to add anything.

A/n: this thing has been in my draft for faxing months. This is, to me, the best work of mine. This is my baby. I LOVED writing this, and I hope you enjoy reading it.

(ps. even if youre not a lucien girlie, try reading it. i have a secret agenda to make every one of you creatures a lucien simp, just like im trying to make @artists-ally a lucien simp)

(also, the scene towards the end where reader is dancing was inspired by one of the fbaa books, if it seemed familiar or you were wondering)

t'is a long one children, Enjoy!

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As Y/n finished walking around the store, cleaning, she thought back to the morning two days ago.

She had just woken up and was walking towards her father's kitchen for breakfast when she heard it. A cough. She quickened her pace, entering the kitchen to find her father bent over, his body heaving from the coughs.

She rushed to him, helping him to the nearest chair. When she bought him some water, he smiled up at her gratefully.

"How many times do I have to tell you to take some rest, father? Why won't you let me help you?"

"I might be getting old, but not that old that I need to rely on my daughter to help me earn. Unless you are trying to steal my shop?"

"Father!" She said, exasperated, even though she knew he was just saying that to irritate her. "You are staying home till you get better. I'll take care of the shop."

"But you don't know anything about it." At the glare she gave him, he finally conceded. "Let me help for today atleast. Show you how to handle it. I promise I'll rest."

She had come to visit and stay with her father for some days, having just quit her previous job, searching for a new one. They were well off, the house that Y/n lived in owned by her. She had wanted to see if her father needed any help around. Which he didn't. He wasn't very old and ill by any means, he just didn't know when to stop. That's why she had already made her father agree to closing the store earlier and taking the weekends off.

As Y/n put away the cleaning equipment in the back of the store, the bell above the door rang, announcing the arrival of a customer. As she hurried to the front desk, she caught a glimpse of the beautiful male that was waiting from behind a shelf.

He had dark crimson hair cascading over his shoulder that looked like fire, with one russet eye and one that was a golden metal one, which was whirring. A scar marred the skin surrounding that eye and trailed to his jaw.

Y/n quickly averted her gaze when she realised she was staring. He hadn't yet noticed her though, looking around the shop. She stepped out from behind the shelf and cleared her throat.

He turned to her at once, giving her a warm smile.

"Hello. How can I help you today?" She asked with a small smile.

"I'm looking for enchanted gardening gloves."

She wracked her brain for the location of said gloves before perking up. "Right this way." As she led the way, he followed a respectful distance away. To fill the silence, she spoke up. "Are you from Night Court? You don't seem like you're from here."

"Yes. I'm from... Autumn Court." His hesitation was evident, and Y/n didn't push.

"Here we are." She said, stopping in front of the gloves stacked neatly on a shelf. She left him alone when he nodded.

She began sorting out her desk, her father's, really, which was near the entrance to the shop.

By the time she finished, the male was done with his browsing and bought out the gloves to the desk to pay for them. The whole ordeal went silently and quickly. With a word of thanks and a 'good day', he was on his way.

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Lucien's pov.

He stared at her. His mate.

He wondered if, under other circumstances, she would have not despised him. Could she have ever loved him the way others loved their mates? Would the two of them be together if there was no cruelty in this world?

He answered those himself.

The first one? Probably.

The second one? Maybe.

The third one? No.

Because, if there was no cruelty in this world, his love, one his father had killed, would not be dead. Jesminda would be alive still. And if she was alive, he wouldn't care for anything, even his own mate.

And maybe that made him an asshole, but he couldn't bring himself to care as he stared at Elain smiling at the Shadowsinger from the corner of the room, nursing a glass of whiskey.

He looked around the room, his eyes landing on the gift he'd bought for her. It was enchanted gardening gloves so her hands wouldn't get cut. Of course, the present had been discarded in a corner, unopened. It wasn't as if she didn't notice the gift. No, he had seen her look at it before placing it aside from her other gifts.

He'd seen her do that, and his heart had been pierced by an arrow. At least it felt like it.

As he stared at the gift, his mind drifted to the shop where he had bought it from. The shop run by the female. He didn't know why, but he couldn't stop thinking about her. She hadn't even said much, but she had simply caught his attention.

He blinked when a loud laugh interrupted his thoughts, looking at the inner circle sitting in the center of the room and having the time of their lives, while he sat in the darkest corner he could find. He knew he didn't fit in here, and that most of them didnt trust or like him.

He didn't know why he had accepted Feyre's invitation to stay for the night when he knew he'd be miserable.

He had thought that maybe, just maybe, they would include him in their fun. At least for one night.

He felt so dumb now.

After a little bit of contemplation, he decided it best if he left. No one was going to miss him anyways.

Quietly, he downed the whiskey in his glass, then rolled onto his feet. He set the glass on a nearby table, then turned towards the door. He walked towards it, his boots making no noise.

As he exited the room, there was no sign of the festivities slowing down. None. He removed his coat from the nearby hook, donning it as he stepped out, the door clicking shut behind him.

It wasn't until Lucien was out of the house that the sounds faltered for a brief moment, but then the laughter started back again, and Lucien sighed, his breath misting in front of him. He stared at the little cloud of fog in front of his face.

He didn't want to go home– if it could even be called that– not yet. The night was still young. Maybe he would go on a little walk around Velaris before he returned to the mortal lands.

He started the trek across the city, walking slowly, letting his mind wander, his eyes seeing everything but taking nothing in. It was like a waste of time, looking at the beauty but not caring enough to appreciate it.

He sighed, making his way through the vibrant market place. The children running around the place, candies in their hand, adults lingering around the place with their lovers and families truly added to the beauty of the festival.

But Lucien's eyes were unseeing, his heart unfeeling as he avoided the running and giggling children.

Someone slammed into Lucien from somewhere near him, and that finally broke him out of the haze that he'd been in.

He glanced at the fae leaning against him, trying to gain her footing in the crowded area.

"I am so sorry. I got pushed–" The female looked up at him, finally stable on her feet. She cocked her head, a smile spreading on her lips. "Oh. It's you."

He returned the smile, somehow easier than it should have been considering the foul mood he'd been. "It's me. I don't think I caught your name this morning."

The lady from the gardening shop grinned, her cheeks rosy, glowing with happiness. "Y/n."

"Lucien." He mumbled, studying her. She nodded, holding out her hand. He took it.

Then they stood there, awkwardly trying to figure out what to say. "Um... enjoying solstice?"

"Yeah." She returned, a relieved expression on her face. "Just left the house after dinner. My father said he's going out with some friends, so I decided to head out for some desserts. You?"

"Not really..." That was not the right answer, but Lucien was struggling to put on his mask of indifference.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Are you alone?"

He smiled ruefully as he looked away. "Very."

After a moment of silence, the lady spoke up again. "What are your thoughts on some cake? Pie? Or maybe cookies?"

Lucien blinked, then glanced at her. "What?"

She grinned, turning away and gesturing with her hand to follow her. Seeing that he had no other reason to haunt the streets of Velaris, he followed her.

She weaved in and out of the crowd, walking with purpose towards her destination. She stumbled sometimes, due to being pushed around by the crowd, but mostly by herself. She seemed to have a problem walking without tripping.

She tripped again, so bad that Lucien had to catch her elbow to stop her from faceplanting. She grinned up at him sheepishly.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes."

"Are you... drunk?"

She shrugged and shook her head. "I don't drink. It's taste is disgusting."

A small smirk made is way into Lucien's face, but he simply nodded at her to keep going. She continued on.

Soon, she was walking into a brightly lit shop, cakes and various baked goods displayed through the glass.

"This is my favourite place for sweets and baked items. It's really good."

She went to open the door, but Lucien stretched out his hand and held it for her. She blinked at him before smiling and stepping in to the warm interior.

"Hello." She greeted the kind looking old lady behing the counter, who smiled widely.

"How are you today?"

"I'm good. How about yourself?" Y/n replied.

"I'm good, I'm good. Just these joints creaking a little extra nowadays."

Y/n grinned fondly. "Maybe you should just get some rest, you old hag."

"Oh shut it. I will rest once I know I have succeded in convincing you to get a partner. Mother knows how lonely you must be."

"I'm not lonely, you old hag. As long as I have you and father, I will never be alone."

"Yeah yeah whatever." Then the old female seemed to notice Lucien, and her eyes lit up. "Are you finally seeing someone?"

Y/n blinked, then glanced at Lucien. Her lips parted, then a flush climbed up her neck. She furiously shook her head, and the old lady sighed.

"Well, hope I'm not dead when you finally decide to interact with others." The female bustled away as other people walked upto the counter to place their order.

Y/n turned to Lucien, her face red, and she gestured to the display of sweets. He grinned when she turned away again. "Choose what you would like to try. I always go for pineapple, but chocolate is also good."

Lucien dipped his head in a nod when she glanced at him to make sure he understood her, and then the two of them went on to get their cakes.

As they were about to leave the shop, the owner of the shop called to him. "Psst. Hey! You!"

When Lucien glanced up questioningly, the lady Y/n had been talking to motioned at him to come closer. He inched towards the counter behind which the lady stood as Y/n talked to another one of the workers.

"What are your intentions for her?" The lady hissed at Lucien as soon as she was sure no one could hear her.

Lucien blinked, taken aback. "What?"

"Don't you dare even think of hurting her. Males have hurt her enough. She is a pure soul, and if you hurt her, then I will carve your eyes out with a spoon. You hear me young man?"

Lucien nodded, dumbfounded. Thank the cauldron though, Y/n decided that moment to walk up to the two of them.

The old lady smiled at her, and then shooed Y/n and Lucien away. Y/n rolled her eyes and led Lucien out of the shop.

She crossed the road and settled onto one of the many benches overlooking the Sidra. She patted the place next to her and he obliged, studying her.

"What were you and the old hag talking about?"

"Nothing..."

Y/n raised a brow but stayed silent as she dug into the treat in her hands.

The two of them sat in silence as they ate, staring at the waters of the Sidra.

Unfortunately, soon enough the two of them were done eating, and Y/n turned to Lucien. She smiled. "Did you like the cake?"

Lucien gave her a smile. A genuine one, one that felt like he hadn't smiled in centuries. He probably hadn't.

"I did. Thank you for making my solstice better."

"I enjoyed the time too, no need to thank me."

And then the two of them parted ways, Lucien thanking her again and her telling him not to worry about it.

Lucien watched her until she had vanished between the crowd, then he turned and decided to walk to secluded place before he winnowed back to human lands.

A soft breeze caressed his face, and he closed his eyes, savoring the cool touch. His mind drifted back to Y/n.

He smiled softly, opening his eyes and leaning his head back, staring at the stars twinkling down at him, as if they were winking.

Maybe... just maybe, not all fae were miserable and hateful.

Maybe there was someone out there, like Y/n, who would not hate him for simply existing.

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Y/n's pov.

Y/n only had one thought in her mind, and that was to hurry up.

She had been out in the market, getting the things she needed according to the cooking book she had recently bought.

She had decided to surprise her best friend since childhood with a home baked cake, and hence the rush to get home and start the preparations.

The catch?

Y/n was shit at baking.

The few times she had tried to bake, she had either ended with something that was too hard to even be called a rock, or with something that vaguely resembled... puke.

Even thinking about it sent shivers up Y/n's spine.

But back then she hadn't used a cookbook's instruction, she tried to reason with the sane part of her brain, the one that knew this was a bad idea.

Hurry up-

And she smacked into a wall. A very warm wall.

All her bags slipped from her hands and onto the ground as she stumbled back, barely keeping herself from falling onto her ass.

She lifted her head to apologise to whoever she had crashed onto when her eyes met russet and gold. Lucien.

She paused as she watched him cock his head, a little smile spreading on his features.

"I seem to notice a pattern, Y/n."

She lifted an eyebrow as she bent to gather her stuff. He followed. "What pattern?"

She tried to shoo him off by waving her hands, but he either didn't notice or didn't care. "You are always crashing into me. That sounds like a pattern to me."

She scowled, knowing that if her father or any of her friends saw her, they would yell at her for being disrespectful to someone who was helping her.

He grinned, glancing at her as he stood, most of her bags in his hands.

"Do you need any help carrying these?" He questioned when she climbed to her feet too, and she blinked.

"Oh no, it's alright. I'll carry them myself. I don't want to bother you."

"I insist. And it's really not a bother. I have nothing else to do. These are really heavy, let me help."

"You really don't have anything else to do?"

He smiled triumphantly, as if he knew he had won. "I don't."

She sighed. "Fine then. My house is nearby. Thank you vey much."

He shook his head, that smile still on his face. "No worries."

She led him to her house, a peaceful silence between the two.

It wasn't long before they reached her house, and she turned to him, keys in her hand.

"Please come in. Let me make you some tea." That was the least she could do for him.

"Oh no, that is unnecessary, I don't want to bother you. It was my pleasure to help."

"I insist. And it really is not a bother." She smirked, throwing his words back at him.

He shook his head, grinning. "Fine."

She let the two of them in, setting about to get some tea ready. "So, may I ask what you are going to with these?"

When Y/n turned to look at him, he gestured at the bags he set on the counter.

"Because from what I saw outside, these things are usually used for baking."

Y/n smiled. "Yeah. It's my friends birthday today. I was thinking of making her a cake."

"That's great. Do you bake often?"

Her smile now turned sheepish. "No. I tried a couple of times, back when I was younger," -six months ago- "and I damn near brought down the whole kitchen once."

Lucien chuckled. "So now you think you can do it properly?"

She picked up the cookbook nearby and waved it at him. "I will follow instructions this time."

Judging by the amusement in his eyes, she thought he would laugh, but he didn't. He simply extended his hand towards her and asked, "Can I have a look?"

She handed it to him, turning to check on the tea she was brewing.

The sound of the pages being flipped were the only sounds other than her pouring the liquid into cups for the two of them.

When she turned back around, she found him staring intensely at the book, his brows furrowed, a downward tilt to his mouth. She tried to make no noise as she set down the cup in front of him, hoping to not disturb his concentration.

But he glanced up at her, frowning. "This won't work. This is too complicated."

Y/n blinked, taken aback by the seriousness in his eyes and words. "What do you mean?"

He closed the book, setting it aside as he pulled the cup of tea towards him. "Baking is simpler than whatever bullshit is given in there."

"You know how to bake?"

"I helped my mother when I was younger."

"And exactly how many years ago was that?"

His eyes narrowed. "How many years since you baked anything?"

That made Y/n shut up.

She sighed ruefully. "Maybe I'm just not supposed to bake."

Lucien shook his head. "I can help."

She glanced at him. "What?"

He shrugged. "I don't have anything else to do anyways. I can help you bake the cake."

"I don't want to bother-"

"Its not a bother. I would love to help."

Y/n smiled behind her cup as she took a sip of her tea, a warmth spreading through her chest.

"Thank you. I appreciate the gesture." Then, she looked at the redhead for a moment longer before turning away. "And you know what? I am noticing a pattern too."

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After a day filled with trying to decide on the flavour for the cake, the decorations, making the cake and laughter, it was finally time to sleep.

The party had been perfect, so many memories made, and so many things she could think about.

But no matter what, Y/n couldn't stop thinking about him.

She didn't remember the last time she had enjoyed herself so thoroughly around a male, let alone one she knew nothing about.

And as she went to sleep that night, trying not to think of how his eyes twinkled in amusement when she had dropped an egg on the ground- huffing and puffing- she failed to keep that smile off of her face.

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Lucien's pov.

After the day filled with helping her bake, correcting anything she had been doing wrong and watching as happiness spread across her face when the cake came out almost nearly perfect, it was finally time to sleep.

The day had been perfect, a reprieve from the constant ugly thoughts Lucien had about himself. Memories had been made, though unexpected.

But no matter what, Lucien could not stop thinking about her.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed himself so thoroughly around someone, let alone someone he barely knew anything about.

And as he went to sleep that night, trying not to think of how she had jumped around and squealed in excitement- so much so that she had nearly burnt herself by the hot pan- Lucien failed to keep that smile off of his face.

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Y/n's pov.

Soon enough, Y/n learned that the handsome male with the metal eye, Lucien, was the Lucien Vanserra. The youngest son of the High Lord of Autumn Court.

He frequented the shop after that day they spent baking, him and Y/n becoming fast friends. He'd told her that he lived in the human lands with his friends, Jurian and Vassa.

Recently, she had learned that this Jurian he was friends with was the Jurian from the war centuries ago, the powerful human commander, remade by the Cauldron.

Expect Lucien to surprise a four hundred year old fae who thought she could not be surprised about anything anymore.

Y/n shook her head with an exasperated grin, finishing braiding her hair. She had spent the whole afternoon wondering what hairstyle would look good with her dress for her meeting with Lucien, eventually settling for a simple braid. Few strands framed her face, and she thought it looked better than any elaborate hairstyle she could have done.

Even after six months of being friends with him, he never failed to shock her by telling her things about himself.

He had sent a letter in advance that he would be visiting today, and he wanted to meet with her in their favourite cafe before reporting to the High Lord.

She had, of course, agreed. He was the only friend she had other than the female she had baked for, what with her being cooped up in her home with a book in hand when she wasn't working in the nearby jewellery store.

A knock sounded on the door, and Y/n practically flew down the stairs, taking a deep breath to calm her heart before opening the door.

There he stood in all his glory, smiling at her. The fading sunshine made his hair look on fire, his skin glowing.

"My lady. You look quite...dishevelled." He murmured, his eye twinkling. Y/n frowned, lifting her hand to her hair. It had looked good when she checked it in the mirror. Maybe the braid didn't look as good as she thought it did. In which case, she wanted to go and jump off a cliff.

Before her hand could touch her hair though, Lucien caught it, grinning and pressing a kiss to her knuckles, all the while maintaining eye contact. Y/n blushed.

"When I said dishevelled, I meant you look like you've run a mile. That looks exquisite." He said, straightening and flicking her forehead. "You look exquisite."

"Shut up." She mumbled, shoving his shoulder and stepping out, turning to lock the door. When she had finished, she turned to find him leaning against a pillar of the front porch. He smiled and inclined his head towards the road.

They walked towards the cafe, talking about his past days in the human lands and her job at the jewellery store. How she didn't really care for it and was thinking of taking up something else.

They soon reached the cafe which stood right on the banks of the Sidra and had outdoor seating as well in the backyard, right next to the river. As they settled down in their usual seat in a corner right next to the river, her eyes sharpened on the paper stuck on a nearby wall.

"Hey Lucien? Do you see that?" Y/n questioned, making Lucien glance back at it.

"Yeah. Looks like they're hiring." Lucien's eye lit up as he turned back to her. "You should try." She nodded enthusiastically.

Soon, they finished their food and Lucien was waiting to pay, having insisted on paying while Y/n talked to the hotel's owner. She was quite happy Y/n said she wanted to work there. They finally settled on her starting in two days.

After that, as they were walking home, the delicious smell of freshly baked cakes reached them. Y/n grinned at Lucien who took her arm and walked towards the stand where an old lady was selling small round cakes that were the size of Y/n's palm. They made idle conversation with her while she handed them their treats.

"You two make a good couple. Are you mates?" She asked as soon Y/n took a bite. Which was very unfortunate as she immediately choked on it. Lucien patted her back, grinning as he turned to the lady.

"No, we aren't mates. We're just friends."

"What a shame. But maybe the bond hasn't made itself known yet?"

Lucien shook his head with a sad smile. "That would've been wonderful, really." Y/n's had whipped to him, her eyes wide. Did he just say what she thought he did? Could it be that he... no. That was stupid. He had a mate that he would die for, regardless of whether she liked him back. He would never...

"But I already have a mate." He continued.

"Oh I'm so sorry then for assuming things."

"Don't be. It's not like it matters anyway. She doesn't want the bond."

"Oh mother, that's truly unfortunate. Maybe you could be with someone else? I loved someone in my youth, but he never paid me any attention. Then one day my friend advised me to forget the male. Now I'm married to my friend and I think I couldn't be any more happy."

Lucien looked thoughtful. "That's a good advice, I must say. And I'll definitely think about it." He winked at Y/n, making her blush furiously.

They continued on after that, though there was silence now compared to their earlier mindless chatter. And it was filled with tension. Y/n wrapped her arms around herself, staring into the waters of the Sidra nearby.

As they walked, her mind wandered to what Lucien had said to the woman. Could he really mean what he had said? He wasn't one to joke about such serious matters... but then again, maybe he was jesting.

Soon, they had reached her house, and she stepped up to open the door.

"You want to come in? We can have some tea..."

Lucien smiled. "I would love to if it's not a problem."

As she set about making the tea, he sat watching her every move. Which made her work extremely carefully, wondering if he was judging her. Which was absurd. Because, not only would Lucien never judge her, but also because she never would have cared for something so trivial as someone judging her. So why did she care now?

Because you lov–

She shut the thought down before it even finished.

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Lucien's pov.

It had been over a month since he had seen his Y/n, and he was already craving her presence. Initially, he been able to go longer periods without meeting his friend. But as time went on, he became more and more enraptured with her and shorter and shorter became the time period between his visits.

The way she laughed on anything he said. The way her eyes would light up when she looked at him. The way he could make her blush by just looking at her. How she would get excited when taking about the newest book she was reading or when she learned something that made her happy.

He just couldn't get enough of her sometimes. All he wanted to do was stay and bask in her presence.

Of course, it wasn't possible, what with his work of going back and forth between human lands and the Night Court, as well as Day Court, where he had been spending some time getting to know his father.

It was a shock when he found out that Beron wasn't his real father, but he was adjusting. She had a big part in his acceptance. And he was grateful for it.

Now, he was going to leave his emissary duties for the Night Court, going to live in his father's court permanently. Which was why Feyre had decided to have the whole of the inner circle and him go out to eat for dinner. Lucien had suggested the cafe by the Sidra for the ordeal.

The place where Y/n currently worked.

He was smiling at his thoughts of her when he knocked on the door of the River House. Nuala opened it, greeting him with a smile before letting him enter. There was already sounds of chatter coming from the living room as he walked towards it. Everyone was here then. Great.

The quicker this was over, the faster he could spend time with Y/n.

He would leave soon, but that didn't mean he wouldn't come back to Velaris. He had important people here.

He had informed Rhys about his departure a few months ago, and had agreed to stay till they found someone who would be willing to take up the duties of Lucien. They were still searching for someone, so Lucien was still the emissary.

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Lucien tapped his leg on the floor impatiently, his eyes constantly flitting between the tables and booths in search of his friend.

It had only been a few moments since he had arrived with the inner circle, but he simply couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of her.

While he was searching for Y/n, he failed to notice the High lord and lady's, as well as the entire inner circle's eyes on him.

He craned his head, and he finally heard that beautiful voice he'd been dying to hear from behind him.

"Good evening. May I take your order?"

He turned his head so fast he nearly gave himself whiplash, but Lucien didn't care as his eyes met those of Y/n's.

Her mouth lifted at the edges, a knowing look in her eyes as she turned away to converse with Rhysand.

His brain didn't process the words being exchanged between the two, he was so busy admiring her.

And wondering when the damn dinner will be over so he could finally talk to her and catch up.

When she left the table after taking their orders, she distcreetly brushed her hand against his bicep, pulling a smile on his face.

Just an hour or so. He reminded himself as he focused on the table in front of him, ignoring the looks of the inner circle, including Elain.

Which wasn't all that hard.

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The time seemed to pass slower, just to torture Lucien that night.

Right when Lucien was about to loose his patience, everyone had finished dessert, and were on the verge of leaving.

Lucien stood, nodding at Cassian and Azriel in goodbye, hugging Feyre and shaking Rhys's hand. Making some excuse- unconvincing, he was sure- about having to go meet up with Vassa and Jurian, he walked away, eyeing the place Y/n had disappeared into.

He knew that she was about to leave, had probably already left, and he couldn't wait to tell her all the juicy stories he'd acquired over his recent travels, as well as the budding tensions between Vassa and Jurian.

The moment he stepped out onto the road, he heard her voice.

"So desperate to meet me fox boy?"

Lucien smirked, turning to find the owner of the voice leaning against a wall. "You wish."

Her eyebrows lifted as she pushed herself off the wall. "Sure. Didn't seem like it was just my fantasy when you were searching around like an eager puppy."

He grinned, though a flush climbed up his neck at being caught red handed. "Just wanted to see you so I could tell you about Vassa and Jurian."

Y/n grinned, throwing her arms around his neck as she buried her face in his neck. He returned the hug in kind, warming up his body a little through his magic so he could ward off the chill in the air surrounding them.

They stayed in the hug for longer than seemed appropriate, but no one was watching anyways. And neither of them cared if anyone was.

Y/n was the first to pull away, smiling shyly up at Lucien.

"You want to get some cake before we go home?" Y/n questioned, beginning towards the general direction of her home.

"I feel like we should make it ourselves." Lucien wiggled his eyebrows, throwing his arm around her shoulders as they began the trek to her home.

She shook her head slightly, becoming redder by the moment as she grinned softly at her feet.

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It was solstice tonight.

It had been one not-long-enough year since he'd met Y/n.

Lucien's chest felt lighter than it had been in ages.

They had already found a new emissary who they trusted, and so today was Lucien's last day as a member of the Inner Circle.

He was here today to deliver some reports to Rhys.

The sound of utensils and laughter greeted him as soon as he entered the River house, the inner circle being as loud as ever. But as soon as he stepped foot in the dining room, everything went silent, all eyes turning to him.

He smiled at Feyre, nodding to Rhys and pointing to the papers in his hands. He placed the stack on a table nearby, before nodding again to the rulers of Night and turning away.

"Wait! Where are you going? Come have dinner with us." Lucien looked at Feyre, shaking his head.

He didn't want to stay. Not when all that was going through his head was how he would go up to Y/n's door and knock, and how she would open the door suspiciously, those eyes narrowed. But then she would realise that it was him, and she would fling the door open with squeal, tackling him into a hug, laughing. How when she pulled back, she'd realise she was in her pajamas and would self consciously brush herself down, touching her hair. How–

"Lucien?" Lucien winced, coming back to the present.

"I can't stay. I have to go meet a friend."

"Oh. Did you plan a meeting beforehand?"

"Oh no. She doesn't know I'm here. I'm going to go surprise her."

"She?" A gentle and soft voice intoned. Lucien stiffened. The voice he had wanted to hear acknowledge him ever since the bond snapped for him.

He turned to look at Elain, his brows rising as he took her in. She was standing from her seat next to the shadowsinger, her knuckles white from clenching her fork so tightly. Her brows were furrowed in anger, and she looked murderous.

"Yes..." He didn't really know how to answer the question, so he simply watched her.

Rage entered her eyes. "Is this the female you went with that night when we were out?"

Lucien blinked, wondering what was making Elain so angry. "Yes. Exactly that one."

Elain huffed out a bitter laugh. "So is she trying to steal my mate now? She did look like someone who steals males."

For a moment, no one moved. There was so much silence it was deafening.

Almost everyone was staring between Elain and Lucien, their eyes wide. Except from Amren, of course. Nothing could faze the little devil. And Nyx, who waved around a piece of carrot like a sword.

Lucien smiled slowly. "Glad to know your thoughts on my life, mate. I will let her know of your amazing thoughts about her."

Lucien turned away, walking towards the foyer, but just before he turned out of sight, he glanced back, his eyes meeting Elain's.

"She and I were only ever friends, but now that you've said it, I realise that we never were meant to be friends." Lucien smiled slightly, bowing his head. "Thank you."

And with that, he left, ready to meet with his friend.

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Y/n's pov.

Her solstice had been normal. Nothing great to do. Her father had gone out drinking with his friends, her friends having been busy with their own families. Even the old hag was busy tending to and celebrating with her brother.

She was sure Lucien would also be busy with something, since he hadn't written to her to let her know of his arrival if he was coming.

That left Y/n alone.

But then suddenly, a knock had sounded on the door, and Y/n's heart had fluttered before even knowing who stood on the other side of the door.

After Lucien told her what was going on with Vassa and Jurian, he began telling her of the events that went down in the High lord's home as she got ready to take a stroll around Velaris with Lucien.

Her blood boiled when she heard of the things Elain said to Lucien, but a smile of reassurance from him was all it took for her to calm down.

They were in the main square of Velaris right now, watching the people dance around the huge fire in the centre.

It had become a tradition in the recent years for the people of the city to come together and dance the night away, laughing and drinking and mingling. It was a wholesome event, where younger people would gather around the old towards the end of the night and simply listen to their tales.

This was the first time Y/n was attending with someone else, as usually she would come here alone and sit next to the elderly, watching as younger couple her age danced around and bonded.

The glow from the fire danced in Lucien's eyes, making it look like there was fire inside those mismatched eyes. There was a relaxed grin on his face, one like she'd never seen before. He seemed so careless now, so free, it made Y/n smile too.

"You're staring." He pointed out, his voice barely audible over the cheers and the faeries singing along.

Y/n blushed, but in a sudden burst of boldness, she spoke, looking away. "It would be a crime not to."

From the periphery of her eyes, she found him gaping at her and had to suppress a triumphant smile.

"You know, I feel like the Mother took extra time making you."

He let out a surprised laugh, the sound lighting fires across Y/n's body.

"All that extra time to make me ruined by a fucking scar."

His tone was light, though Y/n could sense a hint of insecurity and sadness under the joy.

She turned to him, watching as the smile slowly vanished from his face at the look in her eyes.

"You are beautiful, Lucien, scars and all. And if I had the chance, I would show you how beautiful they are to me." She let her hand reach up toward his face, ignoring the heat entering his eyes or the way his pupils dilated as she traced the scar that ended at his jaw.

"Beautiful. So fucking beautiful."

HIs eyes fell shut as the music came to an end, and the people dancing around the fire dispersed for a moment.

"Y/n..." He whispered, his hand reaching up to hold hers against his face.

The music started up again, a soft and slower sound than before, more sensual.

This one was for people who were a couple or in a relationship, just a slow waltz to cool down before everyone again joined in a faster, more traditional dance.

"Dance with me."

The words were a shock to her system, and she nodded without even thinking.

It wasn't until the two of them had begun dancing, her arms wrapped around his broad and strong shoulders, their faces barely inches away, that she remembered that this was a waltz for couples, and she and Lucien were definitely not a couple.

She glanced up at him, his eyes already fixed on her. She opened her mouth to tell him, trying to ignore the warmth against her skin from the fire behind her, his body pressed so close to hers in the front.

"Lucien, this dance is for-"

"I know." He mumbled, his eyes smoldering. "I know." He repeated, making sure she understood.

Suddenly, his arms around her waist became more apparent, the way they rested over her lower back. The way the stray hairs that had escaped his low bun tickled her neck, the way his breath washed over her skin when he exhaled.

Y/n's mind was about to either stop working, or remind her of Lucien's touch every two minutes, and honestly, she didn't know which one she prefered.

He never broke eye contact once during the whole dance.

Soon, but not soon enough, the slow music came to an end. And the people that sat along the outer edge cheered, clapping and demanding the couples kiss. And as all the couples shared that intimate moment, Y/n's heart rate picked up, panic clawing up her throat, feeling so many eyes on her and him, wondering what Lucien would do.

She didn't have to wonder long, though.

Lucien began leaning in, making Y/n's eyes flutter closed. She swallowed, licking her lips.

Then she felt his hot breath closer to her face, his lashes brushing gently against her skin as she felt those plump, beautiful lips on the corner of hers.

She felt him smile against her skin. All the while, it was hard to breathe.

But then he pulled away, a flush on his cheeks. If it was because of the heat of the enormous fire behind her, or because he was genuinely flustered, she couldn't tell.

As the faster music started, Lucien grinned wickedly at her.

"Let's dance, my lady."

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Y/n's feet were sore, but it was all so worth it.

At some point during the night, she had discarded her shoes next to a kind old male who she had known since she was a child.

All the dances after Y/n and Lucien's initial waltz had been fast paced, where everyone changed partners every few moments. It was one of the best things that had happened that night, getting to know new people and dancing and singing along to the top of their lungs.

It was all so beautiful.

She had always thought so, watching from the sidelines. But now, being one of the people she would have watched, it was a whole different experience.

The dancing was supposed to go on for atleast one more hour before the elders gathered and began telling stories. That would go on for the rest of the night.

And so, Y/n decided to get some rest, maybe somewhere on he benches near the Sidra where it would be quiet before returning to listen to the elder's tales.

Listening to loud music for hours was one way to invite a headache.

Y/n began making her way up to Lucien, who stood on the opposite side of the huge fire, but then she paused, simply admiring him.

He had discarded his embroidered overcoat next to where Y/n had placed her shoes, now only in a simple, thin white shirt that clung to his sweaty frame, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

He laughed as he held the hands of a little girl, giving her instructions on how to move. The little girl's tongue poked out of her lips as she concentrated, and Lucien was just as concentrated as her.

Once the current music came to an end, the girl grinned up at Lucien, and he ruffled her hair in return before she ran away, maybe to her friends.

Y/n finally walked up to Lucien, smiling tiredly at him.

"Hello, you."

He smiled back. "Good evening, my lady."

Y/n rolled her eyes at the title. "Shut up."

"Can I not even greet you now?"

"Yeah yeah whatever. I'm going to go sit at a bench, rest a little then return. You coming?"

He nodded, walking over to where his coat lay on the ground. He picked it up along with her shoes then returned.

When she tried to take her shoes from him, he waved her away.

The two of them walked in silence, heading towards the quiet river. Once there, they walked onto the bank and settled down where the place was relatively drier than all other places. Y/n dipped her feet in the cold water, releasing a relieved sigh at the soothing sensation.

Lucien pulled out two packets from the pocket of his coat, tearing open the wrapper and handing one to Y/n. She looked at him, confused.

He simply opened his pack, and then bit into the cake.

"Why do you have these with you?" She questioned, though she began nibbling on the little treat.

He shrugged. "Jurian found these at a bakery in mortal lands a few days ago. I thought you might like it."

She smiled, staring into the water as she slowly chewed.

"The inner circle were in the crowd tonight."

Y/n whipped her head to look at Lucien, but he didn't even seem bothered or interested in talking about the inner circle. He said it so casually, like he was telling her it was night and not day.

After a moment, Y/n spoke. "Was Elain there?"

He nodded, taking a bite of the cake. He took his time chewing before he gave her a response.

"I saw them after the fourth or fifth song. Apparently, they'd been watching since the first song."

Y/n gaped at him.

He glanced at her. "What?"

"Why are you so nonchalant about this?! Your mate saw you dancing with me on a song meant for people involved romantically!"

He blinked, then raised a brow. "And?"

"That might ruin any chances you had with her!"

He shrugged again. "There was never any chance anyway."

"Lucien! You-"

"Look Y/n. It's been long since the bond made itself known. It's been long enough that if she wanted to accept the bond, she would have. And long enough that if she didn't want the bond, she would have rejected it."

"Yes I know but you love her-"

"Let me speak, love. Let me get this off my chest. I never loved her. She didn't give me the chance to. The pull I felt towards her was simply the bond clouding my judgement. The desperation with which I seeked to gain her attention was me simply yearning for happiness. If I had not been so lonely and upset all the time, maybe I wouldn't even have acknowledged the bond if she ignored it too.

"And maybe I am a bastard for that, but I don't know what had gotten over me for the past year or so. I had lost almost all of myself, until you came along.

"You-" Lucien looked at Y/n, his eyes bright "-you made me realise that I did not need another person to make me happy, and that I didn't have to stop being myself for someone to love me. And i will be eternally grateful to you for it."

Y/n shook her head, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. "Lucien, you deserve to find love. You deserve to have a happy life."

"And I know that now. All because of you."

"But I did nothing." She sniffed, her cake forgotten in her hand.

"You didn't have to. Just simply being my friend and showing me kindness made a significant difference in how I saw myself."

"But what about Elain? What about the bond?"

He smiled. "She can be with anyone she wants now. She wanted to have control over some aspects of her life after having been forced to turn, and honestly, I don't blame her. I would have wanted to do the same if my life had been anything like her."

"And what about you?"

Y/n felt like she knew the answer, but she still wanted to know.

"I do not need a bond to be with someone I love, you know."

"And who is it that you love?"

His smile turned knowing. "You know the answer, don't you?"

"Tell me still. After all, you do love hearing yourself speak."

This was a serious moment, but Y/n felt like if she didn't try to lighten the air by joking, this would become real. And she didn't know if she could handle that.

"I love you, Y/n."

She closed her eyes, telling herself this was not real, that she would wake up soon, and realise this had been a dream. Just like all the times before she had had the dream of being with Lucien and then waking up, all alone in her bed and staring at the ceiling.

But when silence settled around her, him staring at her expectantly, she realised this was no dream.

That someone like Lucien really was in love with someone like her.

She closed her eyes, a tear slipping out of the corner of her eyes. "You don't mean that."

She felt his thumb brushing away the tear a moment before she felt his lips on her cheek. "I do. I am in love with you, my lady. I would do anything to show you how much I love you. To prove to you that I really do."

Her eyes fluttered open, staring into his eyes as he rested his forehead against hers. "Why?"

He chuckled. "What do you mean why? There is not need of a reason for me to love you. I simply love you because you exist."

After a moment, she whispered what she had been dying to scream. "I love you, Lucien. I love you so much."

His smile widened, and he began closing the distance between them. "Then let me be yours."

Just before their lips met, she mumbled. "Be mine."

And her body ignited.

•○●⛦●○•

Her joints were creaking, but the old hag watched, and waited.

She had this primal need to have the little girl she'd watched grow up in front of her eyes find happiness, and she would threaten even the mother if the need arose to make Y/n happy.

But she didn't have to do that, because as she watched, the fire head male leaned in and pressed a kiss to Y/n's lips, and the old hag smiled, giddy with happiness and excitement.

And then she turned away, meaning to hobble back to the solstice celebration in the main square and leave the two younglings to enjoy the night together.

But then she paused, staring at the young female that stared at Y/n and the fire boy she'd fallen in love with.

Slowly, the old hag's brain remembered that this female with soft features and silky hair was the high lady's sister. And in turn, Lucien's mate.

Damn the mother. The old hag cursed, shaking her head.

"Leave them be." The hag ordered the girl in front of her, who turned to her with wide eyes. "They both deserve happiness. Don't you dare think about getting in the way."

The girl in the lilac dress nodded, her eyes becoming watery, but the hag had already begun walking away.

And after a final glance at the giggling couple on the riverbank, the girl turned away, jealousy and relief warring in her chest.

•○●⛦●○•

When Lucien pulled away, his hand still resting on her cheek, she couldn't stop a giggle from escaping. His lips quirked, a little swollen.

"Something funny?"

She shook her head, her cheeks warm as she turned back to the water. "Should we do a toast, my lord?"

He laughed at that, shifting closer to her as he put an arm around her shoulders. "And what will we toast with? We don't have wine or anything."

"We have these cakes." She pointed out.

He lifted his cake into the air. "Alright then. To love!"

Y/n wrinkled her nose. "And cakes!" She said as she raised her hand, and Lucien laughed.

He laughed, and laughed, and laughed.

Carefree and happy.

And Y/n simply watched, admiring.

Loving.

•○🌑○•

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ohtobeleah · 2 years ago

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I need to know how Fe, Rooster and Dot’s Christmas was? What did he get them?

First update after Christmas. Oof—let’s get back into the swing of things shall we? As always, here’s the Series Masterlist for those looking to catch up.

Warnings Below: Smut! Mention of domestic violence.

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“Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you guys?” Jake asked one final time as you helped him carry his bags out to the taxi that was idling in the drive. “Because I can always call and say I've been asked to stay on base.” Jake was going home for the holidays, back to Texas where a large quantity of the Seresin family resided. He only really had one option, there was no way his mother was going to let him bail out of Christmas again this year–not after he’d been deployed for the last two.

“No, you go spend time with your family–” You really didn't want to be a burden on Jake anymore than you already felt like you'd become. Passing him the bags one by one as he hoisted them into the boot of the taxi. “Me and Dot will be just fine here.” Jake had invited you and your little girl to the Seresin family Christmas and it was a warm invitation you almost accepted. But being back in Texas meant running the risk of Jaidyn finding out where you had run off to. He wasn't a dumb man and if you set foot back on Texan soil he’d surely sniff you out–besides, you didn't really want the Seresin knowing you were hiding out in Miramar. They were a family who had only ever known money–and for a dollar they would out anyones dirty laundry. All except Jake and his sister Lydia. “Besides, Roosters gonna swing by and stay the night of Christmas Eve and then we’re gonna head off to Penny and Mavs place for lunch on Christmas day.”

“You two are starting to get pretty serious aren't you?” It had been a couple of weeks since Rooster had first stayed the night and a few weeks since you’d started to let your walls come down a little. Letting in the chestnut blonde who looked at you like you hung all the stars in the night sky just for him. “Not that i'm complaining, He’s a good guy–just gotta get used to seeing Bradshaw walking around the house in his boxer briefs is all.” It had been one time, Bradley had woken up in the middle of the night, skulking down stairs for a glass of water–he’d run into Jake who was doing the same thing. Only Jake was wearing pants and Braldley had decided that the few extra seconds it would have taken to put his sweats back on would have sent him into the early dehydration process. You chuckled as Jake drew you in for a hug, his arms wrapping around your waist as he issued the top of your head. “Keys are in the key bowl and I filled up the tank.”

“I should probably start looking at getting my own car huh?” You mumbled into Jake's chest before pulling away. The two of you normally carpooled to work and it hadn’t been an issue sharing. But perhaps it was time. “Still waiting to hear about staff housing, but I could look at getting a private somewhere a little more in town.”

“Let's table this for when I get back, yeah?” Jake was in absolutely no hurry to actually get you out of his house. He joked and he taunted and he teased that his humble abode had been taken over, but he would never toss you out. He’d never make you leave if you weren't ready to. You came to him for help, for protection. He was willing to play that role for the rest of his life. “Just don't burn the house down while I'm gone! And dont let Rooster in my fucking room.” He pointed into your chest before ducking into the passenger's side of the taxi. “You call me, if anything happens?”

“Roger that.” You tapped him off and stepped away, watching as you hugged yourself as Jake disappeared out of sight down the road. Leaving you somewhat alone since you first showed up on his doorstep unannounced all those months ago. It felt odd, silent. But soon enough as you stepped back into the house you shared with Jake the beaming sound of your daughter's favourite show Bluey could be heard ringing out from the living room where you left her.

“Looks like it's just you and me girly.” You sighed as you started picking up toys she’d discarded the minute her attention was drawn to the television. Crayons and pieces of paper that were scattered across the coffee table caught your attention as you noticed the unmistakable drawing of your daughter's version of a plane. “This Rooster baby?” You asked softly as you showed your daughter the drawing you were referring to. Her soft nod told you everything you needed to know. “He’s pretty cool huh?”

“He likes you mamma.” Dot smiled but her eyes never left the TV.

“Oh yeah?” Placing your hands on your hips you smirked back at your mini me. “And who told you that little miss?” Dot was still learning how to pronounce certain letters and sounds. Her R’s were still a little wonky. But you knew who she was talking about when her attention was finally drawn to you.

“Tooster did.”

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Bradley Bradshaw was for once, excited about Christmas. For the longest time he hadnt had a child around him to create the magic of Christmas for. He’d never been one big on it, coming from a small family that just seemed to get smaller and smaller every year that passed him by. It felt nice to know that this year would be different.

“How’ve things been without Jake here?” It had only been two days, but there was certainly a void that had ripped through the usually loud home. Without Hangman around? Things had actually been pretty quiet. He was always blaming the noise on dot and her abundance of obnoxiously loud toys. But as it turns out? He was the source of it all.

“Surprisingly okay, but we’ve been camping in the living room with all the Christmas lights on.” You explained as Bradley placed a few gifts he’d gotten for you and Dot under the tree. “Just couldn't bring myself to sleep upstairs.” Rooster just frowned at you as he stood–he wasn't blind to the bags under your eyes that looked a little darker than the ones you normally wore as a hard working single parent. “I know, super irrational.”

“You could have called me.” If Bradley had known you were having trouble, he would have come. Point blank, end of discussion. “But I get it, and it's not irrational.” It was nice to have your feelings validated. “But unfortunately we can't camp tonight, otherwise Santa won't be able to deliver all your presents. Will he Odette?” Bradley was quick to turn his attention to your daughter who'd come barrelling into the living room with her bowl of cut up apply. Scooping her up with ease as she giggled and laughed at being spun around.

“Mamma said we have to leave a cawwot out for the waindear and a glass of miwk for santa.”

“Ah, I'm pretty sure Santa drinks oat milk–he’s got a small intolerance to dairy.” You couldn't help but to stare at Bradley as he placed your daughter down. She’d gone right back to her original trajectory of the small chair by the coffee table–colouring in one of her many colouring books. “What?” He laughed as you pushed his shoulder softly, shaking your head.

“You wanna write me a list of Santa’s allergies Bradshaw?” Taunting Bradley as he followed you around the corner into the hall. You didn't want to subject your daughter to public displays of affection that might confuse her. So behind the wall that separated the living room from the hall that led up to the stairs, You pulled Rooster into you. Kissing him as his hands immediately went to your hips, pressing you against the wall as he deepened the kiss almost instantly.

“Feel like I'm back in highschool, sneaking around trying not to get caught kissing girls under the bleachers.” Bradley mumbled as one hand came up to cup your cheek, the pad of his thumb rubbed softly against your skin. “Only it's a curious toddler who will have my ass and not Mrs Rundle.”

“I don't wanna confuse her.” You whispered as your hand came down between the pair of you, palming Rooster through his jeans as he stilled and let out a breathy groan. “But after she's asleep, and Santa has helped me put out all her presents.” You cooed into Bradleys ear as you felt him growing under your touch. “I wouldn't mind being a little naughty under the tree.”

“You don't know what you do to me Y/n.” Braldys head was spinning as you continued to palm him through his jeans. “Christ I really am back in highschool, you keep doing that and I’m gonna cream my pants.” Before you could answer with some witty remark, Dot wall calling out for you.

“Back to motherhood I go–”

“I'm gonna go take a cold shower.” Rooster smirked as he left you with one final kiss, taking his bags upstairs as he adjusted himself with every step he took. “You’re killing me mamma!” Rooster cried out from the top of the staircase. You just laughed in response as you turned on your heels biting your lower lip.

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Christmas Eve at the hard deck was always a hard one to pick. Penny Benjamin never really knew what to expect when the time came every year. Last year, it had been packed to the rafters, but that had been because most of the crew that occupied Mirimar on a more permanent basis had stuck around. This yeah? Mostly everyone had gone back home to see their families. Besides you and Rooster? Everyone had left a few days ago. Leaving the Bar abandoned except for some stragglers and a handful of families that had drifted in for a cheap pub feed.

“What can I get you?” Penny sent the man sitting at her bar a quick toothy smile. He smiled back when he’d been acknowledged and shifted in his seat. Pulling his wallet out from his back pocket.

“A rum and coke thanks dear.”

“Anything specific?” Penny pressed as she turned to read out the rums she had on offer. “I've got Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, Gentlmens, Morgans, Kraken–” She listed them out one by one as she flung the bar towel over her shoulder.

“Gentlemns sounds good, Thankyou.”

“What's brought you into town?” Penny was good at making lighthearted conversation as she poured the man's drink. She’d been doing it for long enough to know how to go through the motions without getting too emotionally invested in whatever answers were thrown her way.

“Uh, I just transferred here from Kingsville–Texas.” Penny widened her eyes as she passed the man his drink, taking his card in return to run it through the eftpos machine. “Don't officially start till the third but I had nothing better to do.”

“So you're in the Navy?” Passing the card back, Penny leaned on the bar. “Hate to disappoint but most of the crew have gone home for the Holidays, they’d usually be here till dawn otherwise.”

“Yes ma’am, Lietantent Jaidyn ‘Zeus’ Dolan at your service.” Jaiydn sent a thousand-watt smile Penny’s way as he took a sip of his drink. “And that's alright, in due time I guess.”

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“Did you ever believe in Santa?” It was a beautiful sight. Rooster on his knees neatly tucking the presents you'd wrapped together under the Christmas Tree.

“I think for a while there I did.” You sighed as you crossed your legs and sat back against the back of the lounge. Matching pyjamas matching Bradley’s and Dots as she slept soundly upstairs. “But after a while I think I started to question why Santa didn’t stop at our place.” Bradley kept placing present after present under the tree, unlike yourself when you were a kid, you wanted your daughter to remember Christmas as a time for family and friends and the gift of giving and receiving. You just remembered it as a time where all the other kids in the neighbourhood got whatever it was that was on their Christmas wish list—you? You were lucky if your parents hadnt loaded themselves enough to overdose on the back porch. “I remember accidentally ruining Santa for Jake one year because he’d told me he got this new transformer he’d been begging for and I told him his mum had brought it six months prior.”

“You Christmas Grinch, you ruined Christmas for little Seresin? No wonder he’s a dick now.” Bradley chuckled as he came out from under the tree. “You’ve really spoiled her haven’t you?” Looking at the sight, it warmed your heart. You had and you weren’t ashamed of it. You were in a position to do so.

“Yep, and I’m gonna make sure I always can.” It was the glow about you that had Rooster melting into a puddle at your feet as you spoke about your daughter. “I may be projecting but I’m always gonna make sure she has everything she needs, wants, desires.” Rooster smiled, creeping closer till he was sitting beside you.

“Has anyone told you recently that you’re a really good mum?” Rooster cooed as you looked his way, the light from the Christmas tree illuminating just enough of you that to Bradley you looked like a goddess in the dim glow. “And it’s not because of the presents, although an added bonus I’m sure—but you're a really good mum because you love her so much Y/n.”

You folded completely, all your walls, all your worries about not being good enough for Bradley went out the window for just a few fleeting moments. Leaning in closer to ghost your lips against Bradley as he leaned closer into you.

“Just know if you kiss me right now I don’t think I’ll be able to control myself—“ He whispered against your lips as you moved to straddle his waist on the floor. His back against the lounge. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Rooster—“ You whispered as his hands roamed your body, slipping up the back of your Pyjama shirt.

“If you tell me you don’t want this I’ll stop.” He reminded you before softly and ever so gently placing his lips on yours for a brief moment. Pulling away seconds later. “You gotta tell me you want me Or we’re just gonna keep going around in a circle.”

“I’m scared.” You knew Rooster valued honesty, so the truth of the matter is what he got. “I’m afraid I’ll let you in and I’ll be too much trouble than what I’m really worth.” Your forehead stayed pressed against his as your hands slid down his chest, unbuttoning the small line of buttons that kept the flannel closed. “That the more you learn about me, you’ll realise that it would be easier to run than to stick around.”

“Nah, I think I’m good where I am with you.” Bradley kissed you a little harder as you removed his top, exposing him for all he’s worth. You’d seen him shirtless a million times—but in this very moment he looked otherworldly. “I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me that you don’t wanna do this.”

“I do, I do wanna do this—“ You couldn’t hold back the soft moans that escaped as Bradley started a soft assault on your neck. Leaving butterfly-like kisses up and down the junction of your neck and shoulder. “But things are complicated, you have to know that—“

“I’ll do complicated for you, fuck I’d do just about anything for you.” Against your neck Bradley moaned as you started to move your hips across his crotch. “Please Fe, just let me in?” There had been a handful of times where you'd gotten close enough with Bradley that you’d almost followed through to a home run. But it had never gone any further than third base. Until now.

Nodding before you captured Bradley lips in a feverish kiss, only pulling away so you could remove your own shirt. Setting the pace for how this was going to go—Rooster caught on immediately. You were in control.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty Y/n.” Bradley smirked as your hands went to tug at the waistband of his pyjama pants, lifting yourself up to rid yourself of yours as Bradley discarded his own. “Do you wanna, maybe—“ He was trying to ask if you wanted to mess around first, but the look in your eyes told him all he needed to know. You were ready and you wanted him now. “Are you sure?” Rooster's voice hitched in his throat as your fist wrapped around his length, palming him up and down creating a perfect friction. “Ahh, fuck Y/n—ohhh.”

“I want this Roo, I want you.” You lined his lip up with your entrance—already slick and needy just for him. “Are you sure?” Nodding frantically, Bradley’s hands helped to guide you down slowly. Taking him inch by inch as soft moans echoed off the walls around you. “Ahhh fuck, yes!” Throwing your head back as you bottomed out on Bradley, he said still beneath you while you adjusted. “God, Bradshaw how the fuck do you walk around with this thing?”

“You’ll notice the slight limp now that you’ve mentioned it.” Rooster took your lips hostage once again as his hands helped to guide your hips. Slowly, you began to ride him. Bobbing up and down along his slicked up shaft. “Oh fucking Christ you’re perfect.” Capturing one of your nipples in his mouth—Bradley reveled in the sounds you made all for him. The whimpers, the groans of pleasure, the shift gasps whenever the head of his cock pressed against the velvety walls of your dripping cunt. “So pretty, all for me.” You’d never heard such loving praise before, and it was doing something for you.

“Please keep talking—“ You begged as your hands came up to rest on Roosters shoulders for more stability. Still remaining in full control. “Please Roo.”

“You’re beautiful mamma, so beautiful while you ride me.” He wasn’t lying, he was telling the whole ass truth. “Bet you look even pretty when I do this huh?” Rooster waited for you to tell him otherwise, his hand slowly coming down from your hip to rub small soft pressure against your bundle of nerves.

Ahhhhh fuck!—“ You didn’t stop him, if anything you got just a little faster as you picked up the pace to match his rhythm. “Bradley—I—I’m.”

“I’m right with you baby, I’m here—you can let you.” Bradley sweet nothings were coaxing you closer and closer to your high, a feeling so overpowering it took control of all your senses. “You don’t have to be scared, or afraid, you—Ahhh, ohh ffgghh, you don’t have to run from me baby I got you.”

Crumbling into a pile on Bradley's chest as you came, Bradley bucked his hips as you cried out through your high, jaw slack on his shoulder as he quickly gathered himself and pumped his shaft till his own high was splattering onto his lower abdomen. He didn’t want to cum inside you, he didn’t want you to get the wrong idea. He knew just from what you’d told him that it would feel like a sense of ownership—Bradley didn’t own you nor did he ever want you to feel like that.

“Holy shit, Y/n, that was—“ Bradley cut himself off when he heard your groans turn to gentle sobs, tears against his skin soon followed. “Hey, hey what’s wrong Fe?” It came out more panicked then it probably should have, But Rooster had never had someone cry after sex with him before. “Y/n? Hey darlin what's wrong? Did I do something?”

“Nothing–” Bradley cupped your face as you rose up to meet his gaze, the slightly rough pads of his thumbs worked to wipe away the tears that streamed down your cheeks. “I just forgot what it was like before the world fell at my feet.”

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The next morning, wrapped in Roosters arms, Dot had you both waking with a gasp as she screamed from her bed at whatever god awful hour it was.

“Holy shit.” Rooster groaned as you scurried off the bed to collect your very excited two year old. “I'm up, I'm awake, just give me a second.”

“Santa! Santa! Santa!” Dot jumped around as you picked her up with tied eyes. “Did he come mamma?”

“He sure did.” Rooster teased as he sat up rubbing his eyes. You sent him a look as you held Odette to your hip, settling her just enough so that she didn't break your hip. “What? I'm just telling the truth.” Rooster was quick to defend himself as he rose from his spot on the bed. All of you matched in the red striped flannel pyjamas and it was just the sweetest sight. “Come on you two, let's go see what’s under the tree yeah.”

You thought Odette’s eyes couldn't have gotten any bigger, but sure enough when she laid eyes on all the presents sitting neatly and tidy under the tree she’d helped you and uncle Jake decorate, she was screaming with pure joy and excitement.

Rooster took picture after picture for you on your phone so you didn't miss a single moment of Dots third Christmas. Her first was when she was just a newborn, born the eleventh of January. She was only just now starting to take things in, her brain starting to develop the ability to remember things long term.

When Bradley wasn’t taking pictures, he was cleaning up the sea of wrapping paper Dot had torn through. Two massive bin bags full of the stuff sat on top of the lounge. He couldn't believe just one little girl could make such a mess but here he was, trialling after her mess like every Dad ever on Christmas day ever.

“You didn't?” You beamed as you helped Dot in your lap and helped her unwrap the present Rooster had gotten her. “Bradley Bradshaw you surely didn't.” Oh he had.

“I know, I overdid it.” He ginned ear to ear as you held up the flight suit. Custom ordered for Dot. “But I couldn't help myself, she's an avid aviator already.” Holding the Normex up you couldn't help but to laugh, it was the cutest little thing. “Odette “Polkadot” Dolan reporting for duty.”

“This is just amazing, thank you–I'm definitely going to keep that even when she grows out of it.” It truly did mean the world to you. Rooster didn't have to get your daughter a single thing. But the fact he;d gone to such great lengths to make it something special just melted your heart.

“I got you something too.” Rooster crawled under the tree to fetch the box he’d snuck under the tree last night. Grabbing it out gently before passing it your way. “Here.”

“Oh–Roo you didn't have to.” You had grown up in a family where gift giving was barely non-existent. And when there was a gift involved it usually came with a but or would be thrown in your face at a later date. “Really–”

“Just open it.” Bradley huffed as he sat beside you, an arm coming to rest behind you as Dot squirmed out of your lap to investigate her newest toys. “And I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to.” Yuu didn't think arguing would lead you anywhere, so reluctantly, you opened the gift Rooster had gone out of his way to get for you.

“Oh Rooster–” You gasped when you opened the bracelet box. Speechless as Bradley kissed your shoulder.

“I've still got the receipt if it needs to get resized, the lady said the warranty should cover it.” It was the white Gold bracelet you'd been eyeing off each time you went past the jeweller in Westfields. “But I'm hoping it fits just right.”

“Can you help me put it on?” You asked just above a whisper as you held yourself together, not wanting to cry on Christmas morning. Noone had ever gotten you something so special. “It's beautiful.”

“Beautiful women deserve beautiful things.” Bradley clipped the claps together as you held out your wrist. “See, it fits perfectly.”

“Okay well, now you have to open your gift.” You sighed as you reached under the tree for Roosters present. “And don't argue that I got you something when you just did the same thing.” Calling Bradley out on his bullshit before he could even start, he held his hands up in surrender before accepting the gift.

“Oh. My. Gosh.” Bradley laughed as he unwrapped the present you had given him. “He’s gonna love these.” You couldn't help yourself after the whole boxer brief incident with Jake in the Kitchen. You'd given Bradley a few pairs of briefs with Jake's face plastered all over them. “For when I get up for water right?”

“Exactly, for when you get up for water.”

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Jake Seresin stood in the kitchen of his parents place on Christmas morning helping his mum peel potatoes of the potato bake she was planning to make for Christmas lunch. He’d already gotten over the festivities when he’d been asked about the possibility of a girlfriend in the future. He loved his family to death–but sometimes they were a little much. And when they all got together, they were a lot.

“I forgot to mention earlier that I ran into Jaidyn earlier in the week.” Jake recoiled at the name, he hated that the man who’d caused you so much pain behind closed doors for so many years played it off that he was an upstanding citizen.

“Who?” He pretended not to care as he peeled the russet potatoes for his mum.

“Oh you know Jacob, Jaiydn Dolan, He was dating Y/n for the longest time.”

“Ma, I haven't spoken to either of them for at least two years.” Jake had chosen to play dumb when it came to you for your own safety. He didn't even want his family knowing you were still as close as you were. “What's Jaidyn doing talking to you?”

“I ran into him at the grocery store, it turns out his reposting to North Island cone the new year.” If Jake hadn’t been paying so much attention to what he’d been doing, he was sure he would have cut his finger off with the potato peeler he was using. Gasping a sharp hiss when he slipped and nicked his finger.

“Ah fuck, Mum what do you mean he’s reposting to North Island?” Panic. Pure panic rose in the Depths of Jake's heart. This couldn't be happening.

“Well as it turns out that Y/n girl ran off with his daughter a few months back, just took off with her without a trace, he hasn't heard from her since and with nothing left for him here he decided to take up a new posting.”

“And he just told you this in the aisle of Wholefoods did he?” Jake huffed as he ran his hand under the stream of water racing out of the fossett. “Y/n probably left his bitch ass because he’s a wife beater.”

“Jacob Seresin!” Jake's mother hissed his way. “You know that girl’s no good, you always have, ever since you were kids.”

“Yeah well, not everyone can come from money ma—Y/n’s good people, she always has been—she just didn’t have good people around her, you know that.” It’s not that Jennifer Seresin disliked you. She’d taken you in more times then she could count on one hand. She’s even been the one who helped you get your driver's licence. But she had a distaste for people who could easily drag her beautiful baby boy down into the gutters. She knew with your background that wouldn’t be hard. “You know she’s a good person, heart of gold.”

“A girl with a heart of gold would run off with a man’s only child?”

“Just because you never had the guts to leave dad doesn’t mean Y/n had to tolerate the same treatment.” Jake was seething, he loved his mother with all his heart but sometimes she saw the world from a less than perspective. He couldn’t blame her all too much—it was his dad who’d reprogrammed her to believe the things she did. “If Y/n ran? She’s running from him mum.”

“What do you know, Jacob? Hmm? For someone who hasn’t seen or spoken to either of them in two years you seem to have an awful opinion on the situation?” Jake knew he had to quiet before the questions came down on him like an avalanche. He also saw just how much of a bullet you’d truly dodged forfeiting the invite he’d given you to the Seresin family Christmas. “That girl will always be family, you know that–if she's in trouble she can always come to us for help but lord have mercy on my soul if she ever corrupts my baby boy.”

“Did Jaiydn really say North Island?” Jake asked as he stood with his mother in the kitchen. Holding his finger under a cloth to dry it, stop it from bleeding.

“Sure did.” His mother confirmed as she went back to cutting her russets. Fishing his phone out of his jeans, Jake went to send Rooster an SOS message. Before he did, he noticed the text he’d missed from Penny yesterday afternoon.

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caramelstarlight · 1 year ago

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Shsjs I don't have any ideas anymore but maybe a sumeru men with a reader that like has a cryo vision where sometimes when they sneeze or get scared snowflakes appear randomly around them

OMG R U ELSA THAT YOU???? /j

The sumeru men are usually referring to our good 4 Kaveh,Alhaitham,Tighnari and Cyno I’m pretty sure. Sorry if you wanted all the male sumeru characters-

I love getting replies from Tighnari people bc they all say they’re coming home. Also does anyone know where which mcdonald he works at?

(YES I USE LIGHT MODE DONT BULLY ME-)

Snow-?!

How the sumeru boys react to snowflakes appearing around you at certain types of interactions.

Tighnari,Cyno,Kaveh and Alhaitham (Separately and by order) (Stalking / Following in Kavehs and Alhaitham’s.)

Tighnari

As you sat around his room in Gandharva Ville while he did research a bit of oxygen came into the room. With pollen. It landed right onto your nose somehow and you sneezed.

Snowflakes appeared around you as Tighnari turned around to checks up on you from the sneeze.

He was confused,startled and worried seeing you sneeze when snowflakes were around you. It rarely snows in the avidya forest so he figured it came from your vision. Maybe you haven’t finished your learning with it.

“Y/N are you alright?” He’d say as he came closer to you. Watching a few snowflakes dangle and dance around you before they melted to the floor from the heat.

“Yeah it’s just pollen. It triggered my nose.” You would say as all the snowflakes melted. Dangling your feet off his bed.

He sat down next to you and curled his tail around you bringing you closer. “It’s not too cold for you is it…-?” He would ask as he rarely got cold due to the extra heat he gained from his tail and ears. Seemingly trying to warm you up before you answered.

“No it’s at a comfortable temperature. Well only at the daytime I suppose. It does get more chilly at night sometimes.” You would reply to him.

“Tell me when you get cold then alright?” He’d ask and you’d nod at his words. You both sat in silence for a few moments. Playing with his tail as his head was buried into the crock of your neck. He held back purrs till he couldn’t. Not knowing until you pointed it out.

He’d get up and go back to his desk quickly afterwards. Focusing on his research again as he tried to hide his blush. You laughed slightly amused about it before going onto your phone as you waited for him.

Cyno

He sat next to you looking at the night sky. Maybe trying to come up with more jokes at the moment or thinking of new TCG strategies.

A sudden gust of wind from a sandstorm made you sneeze from the dust. Snowflakes appeared around you and cyno craned his head around. Feeling a few land on him.

“You sneeze snowflakes-?” He’d question most likely coming up with a joke. “Yes, I do.” You would say as he changed his siting position. His gaze lingered on you and the snowflakes watching them melt quickly in the heat.

He seemed to be stumped on any jokes with sneezing and snow. His eyes still on you as you waited for him. Knowing he was thinking.

“If you cryo’d(cried) would they still appear or freeze?” He’d ask. “Really-? I don’t know actually.” You would say at the joke.

“Maybe the snowflakes are getting to you. My audience seems cold(no reaction) with the jokes.” Cyno said. “Yeah…” you’d say still not laughing or finding it funny.

He’d stopped telling jokes as he seemed to not come up with any more. “Do you want to go to sleep yet? I can keep watch.”

“Why can’t we both sleep together at the same time. I don’t want you to always keep watch and end up tired.” You’d say with concern. “Don’t worry I’ll join you once I know nobodys coming to harm us.” He’d say as you went inside the tent.

Only feeling his presence within 2 hours later. He would wrap his arms around you as he fell asleep. Getting your rest from the lengthy trip.

Kaveh

Someone was following you at the store. Hurrying to get what you needed from the isles. Doing it quickly as he kept following. Calling kaveh while using the shopping cart.

“K-kaveh…-?” You’d ask as he picked up hearing your voice his heart shattered. “Y/N?! What’s wrong-?!” He’d ask with panic hearing the fear. “This guy won’t stop following me Kaveh please help… I’m at (store in port ormos or sumeru city)” walking faster to the register. “I’m on my way! I’ll be there. Kavehs coming.”

You’d make a slight whimper as you reached the cash register. The man didn’t go into your lane and instead watched you from the distance.

The cashier saw you scared with snowflakes around you. “D-don-don’t worry about me or my snowflakes it’s just comes with emotions. This guy won’t stop following me. I’m scared…” You’d tell them as the guy came closer to you and the lane you were in.

When kaveh busted in to the threshold. Seeing you about to be taken by this guy. You letted out a few whimpers until kaveh kicked them away. (In the nuts LMAOO-)

“Are you alright Y/N dear?” He’d ask holding you immediately from their grasp. He saw you sobbing into his chest as he became angry at them. “How dare you make Y/N cry! Why I will report this to the corps of 30 on you with evidence!”

He’d say angry at them as the man was on the ground. The cashier recording the situation for evidence later on.

Kaveh carried you Bridal style back to Alhaitham’s house. After knowing you weren’t injuries and just scared he held you. Letting you sob with your head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry Y/N… It’s my fault I should’ve came with you.” He’d tell you. “It’s not your fault Kaveh…” you said to him as he comforted you.

“Next time I’m coming with you.” He would say as he ignored the snow falling onto his clothes. “Thank you kaveh.” You would tell him. Grateful he arrived quickly.

AlHaitham

As you arrived in sumeru city you noticed someone following you. From the grand bazaar to lambads tavern.Seemingly trying to take you when no one was around. You went inside lambads cafe as you told lambads what was happening. You quickly went upstairs to order. Hiding your phone behind the menu.

“Al-alhaitham…?” You’d say quietly as he picked up his phone and responded to the call. “Do you need something- Oh Y/N. Are you okay-?” He’d question as you informed him on the situation. “Alright I’ll be there with backup. I’ll get him behind bars don’t worry.”

He stayed on the call to keep you company as you waited for your food to arrive. Trying to hide yourself from the stalker. Who was near your table. Suddenly the door was opened by Alhaitham with multiple corps of 30 people. Everyone was shocked as he went towards lambad to know your table.

He went upstairs to you and near the stalker. Who seemed to want to fight with alhaitham for some reason. Definitely not a smart move. “I don’t need to fight when all I need to do is think.”

He’d say as he showed the video recording you gave him of them following. He was already telling the corps of 30 multiple pieces of information of this man and he seemed to match a description of a person perfectly.

The man was then arrested as the corps of 30 left to go deal with the man. He sat with you at the table to eat lunch as you ordered what he and you wanted.

“I’ll pay for us Y/N.” Alhaitham stated as you both began to eat. Enjoying the food in the little chatter and mostly comfortable silence.

Once he payed he took you home. Already knowing about the snowflakes you would have appear at certain situations. He held you close to him as he helped you try to forget about the encounter you had.

Which seemed to work. You fell asleep on him and he put you on his bed before sitting down next to you and reading a book.

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mzblkauthor · 11 months ago

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Bliss

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Plug!SunaXStoner!blackreader

Warnings: Smoking, and cussing.

WC:1.5k

Summary: You decide to hang with Atsumu's friends and one happens to have the best weed you've ever smoked

Genre: I honestly don't know

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You ain’t know what was wrong with you. Probably cause you were high as hell and had the munchies. “Girl lets go you bout high as hell,” currently you were at a party at Atsumu’s house and your bestie ,Kiyoko, was the designated driver and she couldn’t stand seeing you high out your mind while any nigga there would try to take of advantage of you. “Now you know damn well you’re the one that dragged me here. Don’t blame me for enjoying the party in my own way,” you told her scrunching your face up. But, you got up anyway cause ain't no way you bout to listen to her complain and blow your high. The music was fuzzy in your ears and every time you took a step it felt like you were walking on water. Yeah it's time for you to go home.

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Yesterday… was something. You ain't have a headache but almost everything was a blur. Definitely got a little too high. Fuck. “I hope I ain't did something I regret.” Getting up to go get some food you heard your phone somewhere in your sheets. Then after patting down what seems like your whole bed you finally found it and answered the phone call.

‘YYYY////NNNN’

“Bitch wtf why you moaning my name. You must like me huh,”

‘Girl-’

“ Its aight babygirl I know you luh me. Less fuck then get eloped”

‘Whoa first off I gotta boyfriend so we can’t get eloped second what you need in your life is some dick you horny freaky kinky fuck talking bout marriage and fucking. Girl bye’

“Fuck that nigga Tanaka. I can give so much more but you over here worried bout that bald ass wigga jigga boo.”

‘Whatever I’m loyal to my man. We for real locked in tight like a bootyhole’

“Ew fuck off my phone with that nasty ass shit. Ain't nobody asked what Tanaka’s little freaky ass likes in bed. He prolly like to be fucked instead of doing the fucking.”

‘Shut the fuck up’

“You shut the fuck up”

‘Aight I gotta go I luh you’

“Aight I love you too”

Hanging up the phone you saw a big tittied bitch getting fucked from the back. Woah. Your horny ass forgot to exit out of it yesterday “Damn I guess I do need dick in my life,” Closing the tab and heading downstairs you decided to make yourself some toast with hella butter cause that shit be hitting different when you first wake up. As you turned on the TV and got ready to chill for the rest of the day. You got a text message from Kiyoko.

Be ready in 30 mins We going to atsumus to hang Why i need to go???? Cause Tanaka wanna go and i dont wanna b by myself Plus you know them That doesnt mean i wanna go There’ll be weed. Dam u makin me seem like a feen Add in food and ill go Bet.

Groaning you got up and turned off the tv. After finishing your toast you went to get ready and chose a cute little outfit cause Atsumu be having fine ass friends. It was a spiderman crop top with jeans and your favorite spiderman beanie. You was looking mad cute but not like you was trying to hard. Cause you aint stunting no-mf-body. BEEP BEEP. “COME ON BITCH LETS GO,” the ghetto. You grabbed your bag and hurried to get your stuff. “Charger, phone, keys, pen, wallet, headphones” you told yourself going down the checklist of things you always put in your bag before you leave the house. You turned all the lights off and headed for the car after locking the door on your way out. “You know you coulda just texted me right,”

“Yeah but I didn’t want to”

Straight facing her you then nodded to Tanaka in the rearview mirror and closed the car door. No matter how much shit you talked about Tanaka you knew he was a cool dude yall just like to mess with each other hella. You put your headphones on and enjoyed the ride.

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Before even walking through the doors you were hit with the smell of za. There wasn’t a lot of people, maybe like 8 and you only knew 3 of them. Didn’t really matter though cause they were to high too notice you for real.

“Y/N!”

Well now they did. Atsumu’s loud ass had to yell your name. Bro don’t ever know how to talk swear, you awkwardly waved and sat on the couch closest to the door. “What’er you doin here? I ain't knew you were coming, if I did ya know I woulda gotten ready or whateva,” he was high as fuck whenever you two would get high together he always would be a flirt way more than he usually was. That's why you stopped smoking with him. He was a little too flirty for your liking. “Boy please ain't nobody worried bout you. Where’s your brother?” you told him casually brushing him off and changing the subject. “He’s in the kitchen where he always is. But you tryna roll up?”

This tall green eyed dude cleared his throat while looking at Atsumu with his face scrunched up. He was fine like something you never seen before. His tattoo’s were hot as hell in the lighting. It looked like a whole story on his arm and you wanted to ask about it but decided not to. And his eyes were somehow fox-like and the lips. God the lips. At this point you were just checking him out. Literally from the piercings lining his ears to his uncreased forces.

“Y/N!”

Slowly tuning back into the conversation and looking at Atsumu you asked him “Why you always yelling?”

“Maybe its cause you over there eye fucking Suna instead of paying attention,” he told you while taking a hit from the blunt. “Just cause I was looking that way doesn’t mean I was checking him out. Jealousy isn’t a good look on you booboo now what do you want,” you said rolling your eyes. Honestly on the inside you were embarrassed hella cause who wouldn’t be. “Well I was gonna ask if you wanna roll up,” you turned back to ‘Suna’, looked him in the eyes and asked “If it's ok with you..”

He nodded and took another hit, eyes not leaving yours. Fuck. He was fine as hell. Atsumu passed you the tray which already had everything you needed on it. Then you were in your zone, starting grinding, pouring, then rolling it all up. His eyes stayed on you. You felt it and with chase Atlantic playing in the background it made the vibe feel even better. Next thing you knew you licked the paper and closed the ends. You did pretty damn good for it being on the spot. “Roller gets first hit,” some white haired dude said tossing you the lighter. You said thanks while putting the blunt between your lips and lighting it.

Holy shit.

After 3 good hits and 30 minutes you were already up there. It felt as if your whole body was tingling and you knew if you were to get up you’d probably stumble a little bit. “Is this shit laced?” you said to nobody in particular.

“Nah, Suna’s shit is just strong,” the white haired dude said laughing and shaking his head.

Then as if he teleported in an apron Osamu called your name. “Y/n, I didn’t know you were here,”

You smiled up at him “ Yeah I knew you were in there cooking and I ain’t wanna bother you,” he kissed his teeth and then rolled his eyes.

Gesturing for you to get up he said “You know I don’t give a fuck about that shit next time come say hi. And gimmie a hug,” You got up ,without stumbling, and gave him a big hug. You and Osamu were mad cool like literally yall would meet almost every week.

“How come you don’t greet me like that when I come through the door?” it was the white haired dude who said that. You ain't know who the fuck that nigga was.

“Whatever, ignore him. Did Atsumu already introduce everybody?” You looked at Atsumu who was scratching his head and then shook your head no.

After he introduced everybody you had the munchies and wanted the food Kiyoko promised. But looking over you saw that she was knocked out on Tanaka’s shoulder. You put your headphones on and got up to go get some food low-key annoyed at the fact that you had to get up. You went to get water from the fridge and put some onigiri on a paper towel. Then sat on the counter as you got Brent Faiyaz pulled up. Whenever you were high you had to listen to music cause it felt like a journey that no one else could experience. Like the artist was talking specifically for you and only you. And Brent did that every time. So, it was just you swinging your legs on the counter while eating your onigiri while the music pulled you into a certain bliss that couldn't be replicated from anything else.

"Excuse me," you paused your chewing and stopped swinging your legs. It felt almost like a record scratch because the voice was deep as hell. You're gazed trailed from his feet to his eyes, it was obvious you were checking him out but, you were too high to give a fuck. "Excuse me," he said once again.

This time you answered, "Do you need something?" you asked while tilting your head and taking an earbud out.

He licked his lips and made his way to you "I was wondering if you wanted to come around next time we did something like this," now he was crossing his arms and leaning against the counter in front of you. He was confident. But, you couldn't tell if he was naturally like this or if the weed was a big factor of the way he was acting now. Fuck it, you thought. He was fine as hell but, you don't wanna seem easy.

"I don't know, I mean I don't even know you," you told him sweeping your eyes over his mouth "and if I do pull up. Will I have to pay? I don't wanna smoke up all your shit, that would be rude." This time you were staring at him in his eyes. Just like yours they were red and low. You knew what you were doing and so did he.

He smirked and said "As long as you roll up there wouldn't be a problem. I'm always the one rolling up it'd be nice for there to be a change."

You shrugged, "I'll think about it," telling him as you resumed kicking your legs. He pushed himself off the counter and in 2 strides was in front of you. He crouched down to your eye level and leaned forward to your ear.

"I don't think you understand," he was so close you could hear his mouth move "I want you there," his scent was overwhelming. You took a deep breath which caused your chest to press into him. You weren't wearing a bra. He noticed too, you could tell by the whisper of his laugh.

You brought your hand to his neck and slid it up to his hair. He moved his head away from your ear and stared at you, eye to eye. You bit your lip and clutched his hair at the nape of his neck.

Then tugging it lightly you told him, "I said, I'll think about it, I don't give a damn if you want me there or not." You gently pushed him back and jumped off the counter, then made your way back into the living room.

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AN: Are yall messing with this? And should I make this into a series?

Cause I feel like only a little bit was really Sunaxblackreader.

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your-local-hoemie · 1 year ago

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HELLO HOW ARE YOU I JUST HAD LIKE A SCENARIO TYPE OF THING THAT RANDOMLY POPPED UP IN MY HEAD WHILE STUDYING

Okok so imagine mordern au with our favorite gingers coming home to us studying our ass off for a test but they dont wanna disturb us so they just plop their head on our lap T-T we take off one of our earbuds and use our free hand to like run our fingers through his hair!!!! The sound of the calculator clicking and the pencil/pen writing on the paper is so calming :( i wanna experience this GSHSGAJJS

Oay i should go back to studying HAVE A NICE DAY/NIGHT

-🐢anon

Slams fists on table YES!!

I hope your studying goes well!! Make sure to take breaks and look after yourself ok!!

Warnings: fluff, gn!reader, swearing, not proof-read.

Characters: Thoma, Childe.

Thoma~

It had been a long week of nothing but schoolwork, books, and textbooks.

You don’t even remember the last time you left your room at this point which in turn left you with a feeling of guilt at abandoning your sweetheart of a boyfriend for so long.

You knew he didn’t blame you for it or anything like that but you’d both be lying if you said you didn’t miss each other.

So imagine the joy when one afternoon. While hunched over in your chair reading the last of your notes, none other than Thoma himself knocked at your door!

“Sweetheart? Mind if I come in?”

Taking off your headphones you felt a involuntary grin spread across your face as you hurry over to your bedroom door opening it.

Without a second being wasted, Thoma immediately wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a tight embrace while peppering your face with soft kisses.

“I’ve missed you so much! I haven’t seen you in days and I got worried so I made you some (your favourite food)!”

This was a small habit you noticed he had.

If he thinks you’re upset either at him or just in general he’s always put extra effort into bringing you “peace offerings” which you had to admit; Was pretty fucking adorable!

“Oh, thoma. I’m so sorry I haven’t been free. I’ve had a bunch of studying to do and it’s still not finished. I’m sorry you had to come over for nothing”

Guilt washed over you as I can’t help but look down knowing even though you’d give up almost anything to spend time with him, you still had to prioritise your studies.

With a soft chuckle you felt his hand cup your cheek as he moved your head back up to face him with his warm smile.

“You don’t have to stop for me, sweetness. I just want to be around you. But if It’ll really be too distracting then I can come back another tim-“

“No! No, I don’t mind!”

Smiling warmly, you grab his hand pulling him over to your seat. Sitting down you give your lap a soft pat.

“You can chill here while I work!”

“W-what? Your lap?? But-”

“Shush. We’re dating, Thoma. Come on”

With slight hesitation and a face the same colour as his jacket, Thoma sits down on a chair he pulled closer to you and comfortably rests his head on your thighs.

The next few hours is spent with occasional discussions of what you’ve both been doing and the gaze of pure adoration he projects up at you when you’re not looking~

Childe~

Childe is well renowned for being a persistent little shit when he wants to be.

Which is why you’ve been warning him for a good month in advance that you have a test coming up that you need to study for, meaning you won’t be able to spend time with him.

You knew how he would be if you didn’t give him the attention he wanted.

Last time this happened, you were away on a school trip with Zhongli for a Petrology class.

It was barely three days before you ended up with several missed calls from Childe and a couple of messages threatening to come and personally find you just to make sure you were alright.

We don’t see red flags in this house.

So this is mind. Along with the fair warning to him about your upcoming occupied time, you were fairly confident that you’d be able to study in peace.

That being said. You were now situated in your room. Trying to wrap your head around how Childe had managed to worm his way into your house by sweet talking your parents.

Though even through your irritation, you can’t help but feel your heart warm a little with how excitedly he’s talking about his day while looking up at you from your lap with a giant grin.

You can’t resist the urge to run your fingers through his silky, ginger locks while he convinced you to “take a short break” which you both knew would last at least a few hours.

“You know know how annoying you are right, Ajax?”

“Aw, you wound me!”

Giving out a dramatic gasp, Childe clutches his chest deciding to flamboyantly act hurt by your words.

“Tch. You’re lucky I love you. You know that?”

“Heh~ you don’t have to remind me that I’m the luckiest guy alive. All I have to do is look at you to know that.”

You both ended up cuddling together while reading through your notes.

Not without Childe deciding to distract you whenever he wanted your attention by peppering your face and neck with smooches <3

It’s so hot oh my god I am becoming delusional

Also what’s this? A actual multi-fic without headcanons?? I’m so productive sometimes I scare myself passes out

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hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds · 2 years ago

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Aaron Hotchner and Emily Prentiss x Daughter reader

Another request thank you fir commenting!

Summary: Would you do one where Hotch and Prentiss get a call from the police station because their 16 year old daughter or son (Reader) and got into a car accident because of drunk driving (Reader didn't get hurt)

Third person pov...

It was 9.30 pm, the team had finally caught the serial killer they had been chasing after for 5 days, he had killed 10 men and woman and 3 children, the case was draining for all the team.

As soon as they got on the plane they had fallen asleep apart from two people Aaron Hotchner and Emily Prentiss.

They were up talking about the case and their 16 year old daughter who was home alone, they hoped she wouldnt get into any trouble.

Of course they were wrong 5 minutes later Hotches phone goes off and he answers the call. "Hotchner" he says it was a police officer calling.

"hello am i speaking to Mr Aaron Hotchner?" he asks, Hotch looks at Emily and puts the phone on speaker so she could hear as well.

"yes that is me" speaks Hotch. A empty pit forms in his stomache did something happen to his daughter.

"i am officer Bing calling from Virginia Police station, i have your Daughter Y/N Hotchner here for underaged drinking and drunk driving, when will you be able to collect her and sign the necessary papers?" he asks, this made Emily snd Aarons eyes widened as they hear what happend.

Emily then chooses to speak, " Is our daughter okay?" she yelled into the phone, Hotch grabs her hand calming her down.

"yes she is okay, only a concussion and a couple of bruises the other driver was perfectly okay and is not planning to charge her" says the officer.

"okay thank you for telling us, we will be there to collect her in a couple of hours, we are currently come back from a case" explains Hotch before the call ends, Then two Parents sit in silcence.

"That's our daughter alright" Says Emily jokingly, but sees Hotches face and wipes her smile on her face, she could tell he wasn't happy.

"I can't believe her, we leave her for 5 days and this ends up happening" Hotches mutters angry as Emily quickly messages her daugter.

Emily: Your Dad is very pissed

Off with you Princess.

I kind if guessed that from his :Y/N

Voice on the phone, i dont need to

Be a profiler to know that Mum.

Emily: Dont get sassy with me

Not trying to sorry Mum :Y/N

Just hurry please, i dont want to

spend anymore time here in this cell.

Emily: We will be there in a couple

Of hours Honey.

Emily then put her phone away and laid down her head in Hotches lap and legs on the seat next to her, Hotch smiled at her he knew she had messaged Y/N.

Hotch watched as the plane flew in the sky, they still had an hour left until he could see his daughter and make sure she was okay.

Time skip...

When the plane landed the two quickly got everyone into the different SUVs ans began driving to the police station. "Where are we going Hotch?" Asks Reid from the back seat as his Boss speeds through town.

"Y/N is at the police station" he says simply, eyes on the road, knowone said anything for the rest of thw drive, when they both got tocthe station they ran in and up to the desk.

"Emily Prentiss and Aaron Hotchner for Y/N Hotchner our daughter" Yells Emily scaring the guy at the desk, he then lets them through and the parents run to Officer Nings desk where Y/N was sat.

Their 16 year old daughter had a bandage wrapped around her head, a couple of bruises on her face and arms bit other than that she was okay.

Emily breathes a sigh of relief as she pulls Her daughter in for a long hug the girl quickly hugs her mum back just as tightly.

Office Bing then takes Hotch aside and begins signing the papers for his daughter to be released, when he was done Emily had finally let go of Y/N.

It was now his turn to hug their daughter, the man does he brings her close to his chest and hugs her tightly. "You worried us so much when we heard you were in a car accident Princess" he said pulling away from her.

Y/N looked down, she could bear to see the disappointed look hisnher dad's eyes. "I'm Sorry Dad" she mumbled, the Agent then lifted her chin.

"I know you are, we were just worried, don't you ever do that again" he told her, this made tears fall down her face.

For the first time that night after the accident she cried in her Dads arms, only now realising how she could of died and how dangerous what she did.

Y/N cried and cried for hours in her Dads arms, Her Mum soon joining them in their hug fest. The family off three soon let go and the two bought their daughter outside to where the Team were waiting still confused.

It's wasn't until they saw Y/N that they realised she did something, JJ and Morgan were soon running over. "What happened arw you okay Honey?" Asked JJ

"Did you do something awesome kid?" Aksed Derek at the same time.

Both looked at each other before glaring. "Derek, she could of died" Exclaimed JJ

"Like you can talk JJ, you wanted to know as well but of course you have to be the mama bear" Exclaimed Derek the two continued to argue making Y/N laugh.

The 16 year old was happy to have her family surrounding her making her laugh like always. Their argument soon git everyone laughing even Grumpy Aaron Hotchner.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot, I had lots of fun writing it. As usual sorry for the grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1023

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hellfiresmaster · 2 years ago

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Hey there!. I would like to do a request. Eddie falling in live with a hippy girl/spiritual/religious. We know that Eddie doesn't follow any faith but the reader will show him the whole peace and love, and to find inner peace within himself as a way to heal from his past traumas( like seeing Chrissy die). If you can do it, I would be veeery thankful. Peace and ♡

Hi! :) I made this a short fluffy blurb (i hope you dont mind) <3

Eddie Munson x Reader

Warnings: talk about crystals/sage/meditation, fluff

Word Count: 607

AO3

"Shit." Eddie mumbled as he struggled to open the front door and shuffle inside. The scent of fresh sage and your perfume lingered in the air of your shared home; various crystals adorned the shelf below the television and all the little nooks and crannies of the trailer. A sun catcher hung from above, illuminated by the sunset light peeking through the window and bathing the room in a warm glow. Eddie set his stuff down on the armchair by the door and let his hair loose from the skull bandana he'd been wearing all day. His uniform was worn out, and all the scuffs made it hard to tell where his skin started and where the scattered grease stains ended. Eddie paused momentarily and scanned the living room until they landed on you.

You were settled on the couch, your legs nestled under you, hands resting on your knees, and your eyes shut with a soothing expression on your face. Eddie didn't think he could ever get used to coming home to you; how did he get so lucky? The life you two had built together was more than Eddie could ever dream of. It was perfect with you teaching your yoga classes at the community center and Eddie working long days at the repair shop, even the quaint trailer you moved into earlier this year. He found himself in disbelief constantly at all of it—the physical feel of you being the only thing to ground him to his perfect little reality.

"Eds." Your eyes opened to flash Eddie a warm smile before hurrying towards him and enveloping him in an embrace. He quickly wrapped his arms around you when he felt you cling to his waist, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, taking in the comfort of being in your presence and letting all the tension and stress from the day thaw away further under your touch.

"Hey, sweetheart." Eddie sighed onto you, fingers lightly caressing your back. "I'm all dirty, hun." He tried to shimmy away from you to prevent any stains from transferring onto his t-shirt you wore, but you only pulled him closer.

"Don't care. Just missed you." Eddie chuckled under his breath and kissed your head before you pulled away to look toward him. Dark grease marks littered his face, and darkness lay under his weary eyes, the long work day clearly taking a toll on him. "Meditate with me?"

"C'mon on, babe. You know that's not my thing." He cupped your face in his palm with an apologetic look while his thumb stroked your cheek lovingly.

"Pleaseee." You pleaded with doe eyes. "I know how stressed you've been lately with the auto shop and all. It'll help." Although you meditated almost daily, it was never Eddie's thing. He always gave you the needed space and waited patiently in the next room for you, just fidgeting and passing the time until he heard your sweet voice calling him back from the living room so he could finally have you in his arms again.

"Fine. But we're watching a horror movie tonight. My pick." Eddie couldn't help but smirk at how you squealed, and your face lit up at his answer as you pulled him towards the couch with you. Maybe you were right; who knows? He didn't really know what he was in for with this whole meditating thing, if he was being honest. But he knew he loved you more than anything; Eddie trusted you with his life. And if this was another way to have you close to him, hell, he was going to take it.

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nattyluvs · 1 year ago

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CAFE CUTIE - chapter 9

"you tryna go to jay's place and get on the game?" sunghoon spoke from jakes side, as they walked side by side through the school's halls.

"nah, ive got to study for real, ill catch you guys later though" jake replied, trying to suppress the grin coming up his face.

"hey you never study...i guess she really changed you huh?

"what are you talking abou-" jake began to speak but proceeded to quickly quiet down, hitting sunghoon when he saw you approaching. what he didnt expect is that you were going to turn and talk to him after what he did.

"hey jake, were gonna need help in about two weeks, dont plan anything super important during that time" you quickly stopped in the halls to tell him this information, proceeding to leave when he acknowledged your words.

as you kept walking away, your figure become smaller as you were farther away from the boys, they finally continued their cut-short convnersation.

"i didnt know you had rizz like that."

"shut up...of course i do"

jake had to hurry home in order to keep up his "ethan" disguise, and try to get to ur meeting spot before you could possibly suspect anything was up.

he thought of telling you, even the first time you met outside of school, but he couldnt bring himself to. jake knew it was wrong and he would probably end up hurting the both of you in the end, but he decided fo continue his lie, just to live in his delusions a little longer.

"are you not getting bored helping me with this boring subject that is boring" ethan groaned, feeling the pain in his back after sitting for almost two hours.

"look! its not boring unless you make it boring. if you pay attention its actually kind of interesting, you know?"

"listen, ill give you a small quiz on the stuff i just helped you with, and if you do good enough we can go do something else." you suggested, honestly getting uncomfortable for sitting for so long.

"okay, you better not be lying though"

later, the two of you somehow end up at the pizza place nearby, zero intention to buy pizza. what ethan's attention was drawn to was the little arcade area (probably for kids) in the back of the small resteraunt.

"ethan i know i was going to treat you but im not joking when i say i only have five dollars on me right now." you spoke, breaking the silence of him staring in amazement at all of the prizes

"aww its okay...we can just get icecream or something!" ethan suggested, sulking abit at the fact he wouldnt be able to win the lego set he had his eyes on.

you thought for a seccond, "if you really want it, we can come back together again another time?" it almost sounded like you were asking him out on a date when the words slipped out of your mouth.

it wasnt like he was a bad person. he had a pretty nice personality, funny laugh, very good humor and he was pretty cute(?) i mean, you hadnt actually seen his face yet;, but when you see someine with a mask on, you can always tell from the rest of their face what they look like under it.

"its alright, we can come back. ill walk you home since you're going to pay for my ice cream."

"who said i'm paying?"

"what...i thought it was your treat cause i passed my practice test!"

"im kidding ethan...you owe me next time though"

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neteyamsw1fe · 2 years ago

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Change is devastating

Neteyam x Fem.Reader

A/n: Things are going be different like neteyam didnt die from the gun shot he just was very much hurt. And spider that dude left to go back to the dorest.Theres gonna be alot of build up btw.My spelling and punctuation is gonna suck ass btw💀.. Also theres gonna be this new Na'vi type so just wait and see what happens and if you like this tell me and ill make this like a series or sum.

"Bro wait up! Im caring the plants while your running!! This is so unfair bro!" yelled Lo'ak. Neteyam was running into their home where their mother was starting on dinner. Today was marking 3 years avatar the sullys left the forest to not put others in danger. Everyone has come to terms this is their new home and they have all grown. Jake was smiling as the children helped Neytiri cook. He was happy everyone was ok these 3 years have been hard on the whole family. But if only they knew something from their past is coming back to them. Not by force but of coincidence..

The sullys went into the water for some hours as they do every sunday if its a pleasant day. When they were coming back from their time out they heard many people talking as they began to resurface. People were crowded around just like they were when the sullys first came here."Dad whats going on?" Tuk asked scared that it was some type of danger. " Dont worry tuk it cant be anything to serious they didnt sound the alarms." Jake told tuk as they started walking towards the crowd. " Wait.. Dad isnt that a Irken?! What the hell is that doing here? Ours are resting how the hell is there another?!" Asked kiri in fear something happen to the forest." I dont know. Might as well hurry up we need to know why and how theres a Irken here." Said jake as they rushed to the crowed.

"So you wish to stay here correct?" Asked Ronal to someone. All the sullys look at the detection of the person who was about to speak. Shocked, scared, and confused. " Yes. Im not running from anything I just need a place to stay. Ill learn your ways and help in any way I can. I was head warrior from where I come. I was the strongest out of anyone. Just please give me somewhere to lay atleast." A voice said calmly that voice belonged to..

"Y/n..?" Asked Lo'ak. He wasnt heard due to everyone else speaking their mind due to this event. Ronal hummed. " You seem formidable and quite talented young lady. I supose you may stay as long as you dont bring danger and if you do to keep it in check alright?" " Yes ma'am you have my word." Said y/n gracefully. Ronal told you the basics her kids would help you to learn but you have to learn fast since their is a festival coming up and they need to get ready themselves. You understood and started to follow her kids to learn everything but as you walked you noticed it was them. The sullys. You knew them ever since you were little your mother was best friends with Neytiri. Your father was supposably dead he died after you were born for some reason. You were a forest navi well thats what everyone knew. The sullys went back to their tent but knew they had to go up and ask you what happen and where did you get such a wired Irken. Yours had scars all over it and was this magestic beige color.

For the last 2 days the sullys havent been able to go up to you due to you being taught everything you needed to know. You caught on quickly. You already mastered everything down in just 2 days so you started to meet people on the third and got to know the past of this land.

You were sitting with Roxto,Tsireya, and Aonung on the shore just staring into the sky as someone walked over to you guys. "Y/n what are you doing here?" Asked Lo'ak. Everyone greeted Lo'ak in confusin on how he knew you since you too never spoke a word before. You stayed there in silence. "Come on answer me why are you here and not in the forest? Did something happen or what?" He asked again "Nothing happen Sully I just left the forest whats so wrong with that I'm old enough to make my own choices yk." You said while turning your head and giving him a cold glare. "What do you mean you just left huh?! What abt auntie Ember?!" Lo'ak kept asking. " For fucks sake Lo'ak get the memo shes dead fuck ass." You yelled while getting up from the sand. What you just said left him stunned. "What happen was it the sk-" " Oh get over yourself! Just shut it Lo'ak I already told you what happen now chill alright!" You yelled even louder then before causing the other sullys and some over people to gather around where you were. As this was going on the 3 siblings sat with confusin. "The hell happen with you y/n? Why are you so fucking harsh huh?! We havent seen one another in 3 years and this is what goes down?!" Yelled back a angry Lo'ak " FOR EWAS SAKE LO'AK. SHE KILLED HERSELF ALRIGHT?! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO KNOW?! SHE KILLED HERSELF BECAUSE OF YOUR FAMILY. A MONTH AFTER YOU LEFT I WAS CLEANING WITH THE CHILDREN AS PEOPLE KEPT LOOKING AT ME WITH PLEADING EYES. I WAS SO CONFUSED UNTIL I HEARD IT PEOPLE SAYING MY MOM JUST UP RIGHT KILLED HERSELF. I WENT RUSHING TO MY TENT FINDING HER HANGING DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINFUL IT WAS TO READ HER NOTE?! SHE TOLD ME SHE KILLED HERSELF BC SHE COULDNT DEAL WITH THE PAIN OF HER BESTFRIEND NOT BEING HERE WITH US. ALL BC YOU FUCKING LEFT MY MOM DIED." You screamed while boiling with rage. You started to notice how many people gathered around you. You saw the other sullys crying after hearing everything you just said." So do you get it?! Sad thing is thats not even the reason I left." You said coldly as you started to walk away from the scene that just happen.

Its been a day since the incident. The sullys were having a family meeting to try to comprehend what's going on."Is this really true?Did auntie Ember really kill herself dad?" Asked kiri. "I dont know kiri but by y/n's expression it is more then likely." Jake said to kiri."I cant believe it my bestfriend killed her self bc we weren't there."Neytiri said while crying."You guys do notice she said thats not even the reason why she left right?" Asked Neteyam who has stayed silent the whole time. The all nodded. The all said goodbyes as everyone started to go back to their normal activities. But Neteyam went looking for you. Just to find you siting on a rock with Aonung. Neteyam didn't understand this feeling in his stomach it was going all over the place. He just wanted to rip Aonung apart from you just so he could be with you. When you lived in the forest you and Neteyam were bestfriends you guys would go everywhere with one another. He never felt this way before but youve changed and he has to. He could sense a fire in your burning with pride of the Navi but he knew there was some other type burning within you but he just couldnt tell what. Both of your parents were from the forest right? Neteyam had enough time thinking he went up to you and Aonung."Hey cuz." Said Neteyam. "Oh hey brother whats up?" Aonung said while taking his arm off Y/n. Thats something Neteyam didnt notice before now he started to boil up again."Oh nothing much I'm here to talk to y/n in private please?"stated Neteyam while balling his hands into a fist. Aonung agreed said bye to y/n and started to head over to Roxto.

Neteyam greeted y/n as he started to take a seat. He started to feel something new as he sat down by her something his father told him he may feel. Nervous, love, and flushed. Is what Neteyam was feeling. "What do you need Neteyam I was talking to someone."said y/n "Well I'm here to ask why you left the forest. I was there when you were telling Lo'ak abt your mother and im sorry for your lost." Neteyam stated. "Well I mean I left bc I was being forced to mate someone. I have come of age and basically every other boy navi has sought me out. I was being told i was the prettiest and etc. But I was to busy fighting as head worrier since after Jake left I took over his roll. It was tuff but fun. But the new leader and me became bestfriends since we were going to be working side by side. I guess his mother took it the wrong way. One day she just told me I needed to mate her son. I disagreed and it turned into a whole argument. I told her if she continues with this I would leave. But i guess she thought it was a joke since she continued to bother me about being the mate for her son. I got fed up and got my weapons some food and some other items and got my Irken ready to leave. When she saw me about to leave she started this whole argument again. I just told her that isnt your whole family pure blood of the forest? You dont wanna break that right and she agreed so I told her if I mated your son the child would have Crystal Cove navi inside its blood taking the pure blood of the forest with the cove. She stayed there stunned as I just rode off." Y/n finished off. Neteyam stayed silent someone else was trying to mate you?! That was wrong you were to be his he couldnt keep his feelings in check anymore. You had to be his. But those thoughts finished as he remembered you said you were not just forest but Crystal Cove navi aswell. "Is that why you dress and look somewhat different than the forest people?" Asked Neteyam. You giggled "Yep that's why I have different markings I took after my father he had many of the ones I do aswell." " But how do you know he is dead did your mother tell you that?" "No no if you remember those vacations I would go on with my mother for weeks or even a month or so it was to visit my father in the cove where the other Crystal cove navi live." "Whoa thats hella cool!" After you guys kept talking Neteyam knew it he was in love with you. It started getting late so you both were going to say your goodbyes but before Neteyam could say his you gave him a quick peck on the check. "Oh please Neteyam I was loved by all the men in the forest its easy to tell if they like you if they keep looking at me Neteyam." You said while giggling and walking away. You left Neteyam stunned but he snapped out of it when his siblings started teasing him.

When Neteyam and his siblings got back home Jake and Netiri also started to tease him. The teasing kept going on until the next morning.

"But I don't know anything else she just brought up her being a Crystal cove navi." Neteyam told his family. " Well now we know why she left the forest which hurts to know but now this?" Said jake " My jake we need to relax and find out any other type of information of the crystal cove navi that we can." Neytiri told jake while going to his side."Mom does that mean they lied to us about being apart of the forest?" Asked tuk " Oh tuk its fine even if they did they had to have had a reason to." Neytiri told tuk. "We are going to continue this talk after dinner so everyone go do your activity's then come back for dinner." Jake told everyone while getting up from his spot. Everyone nodded and said see you till dinner. They all went their own ways but Neteyam was looking for you. Just to find you surrounded by every boy your age. He was confused so he went to the crowd and asked what was going on. They told Neteyam that they found out you were single and were looking for a mate or just a very close friend. Neteyam was confused on why you wanted one since you were just forced into one. After the crowed Neteyam saw you swimming in the water so he got in to ask you something.

"Why are you looking for a mate y/n?" He asked you "Well since all crsytal cove navi need to have a mate once their 19 and im 18 and my mate needs to meet my family so I need to rush in this matter." Y/n told Neteyam. He grabbed her hands and told her "Then let me be your mate y/n. Ive liked you since we were little and I jusy notcied and seeing you with other guys makes me jelous so please y/n. I know we havent seen one another since forever but please I need you." She stayed there in silince "Oh my Neteyam yes!" She said in excitement . They kissed a long awaited kiss.

To be continued..

Or not?