#wealthy f/o imagines

[darkestselfships]

Imagine your rich/wealthy F/O financially abusing you, making you stay in a toxic relationship because they know that without them and their money, you'd be absolutely screwed.

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[sunnylands-world]

Draco Malfoy SFW Alphabet

A/n: I know I'm late 😶‍🌫️

A – Affection

“how do they give or show affection?”

Draco secretly shows you affection because he doesn't want to be teased about it by his friends, But when he has you in his room and all to himself without anyone to judge in the place he's comfortable in, he'd have you cuddle with him. wrapping his arms around you when you stand, he'd run you baths, and kiss your shoulders while you read or whatever you like to do when you're in the tub relaxing.

B – Beauty

“what would they find beautiful in their s/o?”

I think his s/o would be his opposite, so if he's less happy you are, and I think that would be what he finds attractive in you. That would be what he loves about you if that is how you two met. If they met you through him seeing you and trying to hook up, he'd say looks in the beginning till he falls in love with you, then he'd say because of how smart or intelligent you are or maybe you're the type to stand up to him.

C – Comfort

“How would they comfort them? How would they like to be comforted?”

Draco isn't the best with these things, but seeing you hurt would put him in the position to hold you regardless of who's around. He'd get revenge on whoever hurt you, probably send Crabbe and Goyle to do something to them. If it's you and your thoughts, he wouldn't stand for it. He'd probably be upset that you could think badly about someone he thinks is amazing. As far as Draco being comforted, he'd completely shut down when he's hurt, so having you talk him out of it and hold him would soothe the pain that he feels. Something about you caring would make it all better.

D - Dance

“Do they like to dance? How would they dance?”

On special occasions, he would, but he'd find it cute seeing you dance. When Draco does dance, it's like a scene from a movie at a ball or something where the two characters are secretly in love and dance together. Basically, he'd take your breath away.

E - Excitement

“how do they act when they’re excited?”

Draco is rarely excited, but when he is he smiles more than usual. If the news was life-changing he'd be shocked, possibly cry a bit, not sob more like he'd, lose a few tears he was holding in.

F – Future

“What are their plans in the future?”

Well, Draco doesn't have to work. His family is wealthy and he'd insist that you don't, but if you did he'd have no choice but to accept it because he wants you happy, but he doesn't just sit around, he'd most likely have some type of business or something despite all the money.

G – Gifts

“What gifts would they give you?”

Draco would spoil you. He's got all this money and nothing to spend it on! If he's not sending you tons of roses and such, then he's ear hustling to hear whatever you want or buying everything you look at, even if you scold him later.

H – Hold

“how would they hold you? How would they like to be held?"

Draco could be an awkward hugger in the beginning because he wasn't hugged often, but he'd eventually get comfortable and hold you with your face bared in his chest and rub your back. He'd touch your hair, maybe put his chin on your head. For him, he'd be okay with whatever way you hold him as long as you're touching him.

I – Ideal

“What's their ideal date like?

Draco thinks about bringing you up to the tower. He clears his head there. Imagine if the person he loved was there with him! Or he'd take you somewhere expensive. The third option being at the lake with you, the water and the breeze.

J – jealousy

“Do they get jealous easily?”

He does, rather that be with friends or anyone, even a waiter! It's not you, he's just very possessive of the person he loves, because that's a big thing for him and he wouldn't want to lose you to anyone.

.K – Kisses

“how would they kiss you? How frequently?”

He'd kiss you like he was trying to say all the things he couldn't because he's still learning to tell you, but he'd put his life into the kisses he shares with you. He'd occasionally peck your lips and other times he pulled you close and kissed you like there's no tomorrow!

L - Love language

“how would they show that they love you? what love language do they enjoy receiving?”

Draco is a toucher and a giver. Again, he's bad with words, but he can give you the world! He'd touch you enough to have you clinging to him. [which is what he wants] he likes hearing you say how much you care. Just something about you saying it makes him feel wanted.

M - Melt

“What are the things you do that make them melt?”

If you're a Hufflepuff, he'd love seeing you help others because you always look so happy to care for people and the thought that a kindhearted person like you loves him would turn him into a puddle. If you're a ravenclaw he likes watching you study, you work so hard to achieve your goals and pass your classes, he'd just admire that about you. If you're a Gryffindor you're very brave and take charge and even if he's scared you'll get hurt, he knows you've got this. He'll be hooked on watching you in action! If you're in Slytherin, you're pretty badass. his queen counterpart. You own the rooms you walk in, making him feel like he's just your shadow and that has him on his knees.

N – Nickname

“What would they call you? What would they like to be called?”

Draco obviously says darling, my love, but he'd also be inventive and he's good at it! He'd naturally have something that just felt right to call you. He'd say beautiful because you are and he'd throw in a few that make you squirm. [sweet cheeks] and you'd be like "don't call me that again" with a laugh. You teasingly call him Blondie in the beginning, but he developed a thing for it. He'd like to be called dray too, but I can't say he'd like ferret boy.

O – Obvious

“how obvious would they make their love for you?”

He'd try to hide it, something about this boy and his reputation, but he's bad at it. He'll be watching you with a sparkle in his eyes when you're across the room or randomly mention how pretty you are and how good you are at something.

P – Pets

“Would they want pets? What pets would they have?”

Draco can be rather lazy and very much: "it can wait or I don't have to do it because I'm Malfoy," so if you asked for one he'd say no but you'd convince him to get one and it would be your choice.

Q – Quiet

“How are quiet moments with them?”

He just looks at you with something you can't describe but if you had to say it, be love, it's like you glow in his eyes. If he can touch you, he will just do simple things like kissing your skin or tucking your hair behind your ear so he can see your beautiful features.

R – Romantic

“How romantic are they?”

He goes all out for his girl! letters, flowers, rides in magic cars or on his broom. the type to write you love letters with Rose petals.

S – Safe

“how safe would they feel around you?”

You are his safe place. He'd feel small in your arms, like a child with his mother. You give the I'll protect you vibe so he'd just be a lot less tense, but that wouldn't be the case with you and your safety. He'd constantly worry even if he wouldn't always say, "Hey!" "Yeah?" "Stay safe out there okay," he'd say, and you'd give him a warm smile and nod.

T – Take care

“how would they take care of you if you’re injured or sick? How would you take care of them?”

He'd baby you even after you protest. He'd make you soup and keep you in bed. If you cut yourself he'd be worried, rush to you, then scold you about it. "I told you not to use the sharp knives, only use the butter ones!"

U – Unique

“What is a trait that is unique to them?”

If the person he's with likes nature or history, he'd find that unique. Listening to you talk about it because he doesn't run into people like that often and you'd go full nerd about history! Or if you like nature, he'd like to see you run through the forest with animals like it was your home, like you were the queen or something and the animals, plants, and trees were yours to protect and would trust you with their lives.

W – Wish

“What is their greatest wish?”

His wish would be to live a life without people thinking he's a bad guy and that his father wasn't around. A new start where no one knew him as anything else but Draco, a simple boy or man.

X – Xmas

“how would they spend their holidays with you?”

Now he had house elf's to decorate till you told him you wanted him and you to do that, so he'd end up helping you decorate and cook and you'd end up having a lot of fun together!

Y – Yearn

“What do they do when they miss you?”

He sits and lets his memories of you flash through his brain, then he'll write to you or be anxious about seeing you again.

Z – Zzz

“how do they sleep?”

He has nightmares but they would A stop completely because of you or B happen less and something would have to trigger them.

Request open 👐

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[0bfvscate]

Spruced up DEATH CLERIC in time for Pit Dark on Twitter, and I'll probably post chapter three tomorrow if you want to subscribe.

Blurb:

Disgraced clergyman of the Church of the Eternal Mysteries Dr. William Savage is illegally resurrected by his estranged wife after being murdered in jail, where he was serving time for propositioning his congregants. While Dr. William Savage struggles to return to his normal life without the institutional support he enjoyed before, he takes on odd jobs to supplement his income by offering to be a guide for wealthy tourists. One of his clients, Mr. Lamus Basil Maddox, is revealed to be a spy from a competing world power. Maddox tries to implicate Dr. Savage in his espionage by making a bet with him to see whose model of ethics will change the world first. As the novel progresses, war begins to overwhelm Dr. Savage's humble plans to find equilibrium after death. Originally inspired by books from the French Decadence, it's a good fit for fans of Tamsyn Muir's Gideon the Ninth, S.T. Gibson's A Dowry of Blood or Vajra Chandrasekera's The Saint of Bright Doors. The Death Cleric features critical deconstruction of traditional fantasy tropes about curses, gods and monarchies by re-imagining family curses as equivalent to nuclear weapons, immortal aristocrats who are literally out of touch with their modern times, and gods as a knot of loose associations that may not be sentient.

[karizard-ao3]

Eren as the headless horseman? Sleepy Hollow? Modern au? I’m beyond invested, I have so many questions

First of all, you casually mentioned he rides a motorcycle and this feels illegal, because the idea of Eren doing that is very very hot. Imagine that’s how he drives to school, he takes Mikasa back home everyday with her arms around his torso.

And then ok, Eren is the type of evil maniac to hatch a plan to scare off his romantic rival as the headless horseman. But what’s the context? A Halloween costume party? He’s so smug and proud of himself as the guy flees away, screaming, never to be close to Mikasa again.

But just imagine Mikasa catching him. It all makes sense. The motorcycle, and she even saw Eren carving out the pumpkin, careful to make the most frightening face possible and kinda failing. She unmasks her headless horseman, maybe? A bit exasperated at his antics?

I’m just making things up as I go, a totally defer to your judgment, I just need some more sleepy hollow content! :) Btw I think the character that most resembles Ichabod is pre timeskip Armin, nerdy and all, but I think we can agree it would be weird, and it’s even funnier to imagine a guy like Jean running away screaming from Eren wearing a pumpkin in his head, chasing him on a bike in the middle of the night

I agree about Armin but for two things: Ichabod is verrrrrry superstitious and he's a glutton. These are two of his defining personality traits and I just don't think Armin fits the bill in that respect. But I'm on board shoving those qualities on Jean, so let's go!

I'm thinking Eren and Mikasa have a situationship and she cannot get him to pick up the hint that she wants to make it official. Yes, she could ask him but he's so hard to read (comes up to greet her, touches her lower back, then says, "Hey, pal") that she doesn't want to make a fool of herself in case she is misreading his feelings for her.

Enter Jean.

Ichabod is a school teacher, so let's have Jean in a role like that. I don't want to make him a professor because if that was the case I'm sure Eren would just get him fired, so let's say he's a teaching assistant because there's more of a gray area. Now, in the story Ichabod is really more in love with Katrina's wealth then with her. Although she is very beautiful and he appreciates that. With this in mind, let's say that Mikasa is also very wealthy. She is the air to the a z u m a b i t o Fortune and she's really just in school studying French literature or whatever for kicks. So, j e a n starts sniffing around and m i k a s a sees the opportunity to make e r e n jealous and maybe get him to finally admit whether or not he loves her or feels romantically towards her at all.

She starts shunning e r e n in favor of flirting with Jean and he is in hell. He hates that stupid ass hole and he wants him out of the picture so he can get his girl back!

And that's how we get to the Halloween party. I'm not sure if teaching assistants can go to student Halloween parties but that's probably also gray area so Jean is there, e r e n is there, and m i k a s a is there. This whole time, m i k a s a didn't really think that Jean was doing more than flirting with her and if he was, she didn't think it would really come to anything since, again, he's a teaching assistant and she doesn't think he would ask her out until he was no longer the teaching assistant in her class and by that point she's hoping she'll be going out with Eren.

Thus, she is quite nonplussed when Jean approaches her at the Halloween party and confesses his love for her. She is not sure what to do but in the end she tells him that she is simply not interested because she has feelings for someone else. E r e n doesn't know any of this because he is too busy scheming on how to get j e a n out of his hair. Since it's a Halloween party, everyone has been telling ghost stories and things of that nature and e r e n has ascertained that Jean is actually pretty f****** scared of ghosts. He is excited to hear this information and begins to improvise a plan. For his costume you I'm going to say he dressed up as a scarecrow with a pumpkinhead. He decides that his best course of action is to use the super normal to terrify John and scare him away from campus. He wants him to drop out of school because he's so terrified. E r e n goes ahead and tells his own ghost story all about the headless dean that roams their University at night and terrorizes students. He's not actually Super creative so this is already a campus folktale, if you will there was in fact a Dean who was decapitated under what are considered to be mysterious circumstances and so the students do like to talk about how he rides around and terrorizes people as he searched for the man who cut off his head. J e a n was not familiar with this legend because he got his undergraduate at a different school and is doing his graduate work here and it's his first year and so he had no idea that there was this school legend he is very freaked out and is already nervous when he has to walk through the campus after dark so he is not looking forward to having to leave this party, which is at a frat on campus or something. I don't know. He's going to have to walk through campus to get back to his apartment basically.

He figures, though, that if his confession to Mikasa works out he might be able to just go home with her and avoid having to go through campus at all. Unfortunately, she does turn him down and so he finds that not only is he going to have to walk through campus to get home he is leaving the party a lot earlier than any of the guests and so there's going to be no one else out when he is.

While he's walking.. actually, no. He borrows a scooter from someone so he can get through campus faster. So while he's scooting through campus he hears the roar of a motorcycle. He does not know if the headless Dean rides a motorcycle but when the rider appears in front of him headless and wearing a suit with his head on the handlebars in front of him he can only assume that it is the headless Dean and he's come for him. He is terrified. He's scootering as fast as he can, desperate to make it home but a scooter is no match for a motorcycle and mysterious figure. Eventually Jean gets cornered and the biker throws his head at Jean. J e a n screams he falls off of his scooter, he is weeping. Blessedly, the biker then Rides away and Jean is safe. No one sees him again. They find his school bag which he dropped in his escape and they find the shattered remains of a Jack O'Lantern nearby and it is just this huge mystery. Why no one thinks to look him up on social media and see what he's up to I don't know. I guess no one really cares that much. Or maybe it's just so much fun to pretend that he was killed under mysterious circumstances that no one wants to be proven wrong. What we do know is that Eren, who went missing from the party for a little while, reappears again and goes up to Mikasa and gives her that kind of Kiss where it almost knocks her over and he's got to hold her up with his arm. Basically he dips her. Then he says, you're my girlfriend now, and they live happily ever after.

Eventually, people do start to wonder what happened to Dean and someone runs into him out and about and discovers that he did indeed finish his degree at a different college and if he's now doing whatever he's doing with it and he got married and he has a nice family and everything is great but they still prefer the idea that he disappeared because of a ghost on Halloween and so that's what they choose to believe.

I'm writing this with voice to text while I get ready for work so please forgive any misspellings or gross errors or anything like that. I am at the mercy of my smart phone's limited intelligence and do not have the time for a quality edit.

[yournightowl]

Your NightOwl #041

Got invited to a protest today. i wasnt able to go, sadly, because i had a prior engagement- which i could've easily gotten out of.

But i didn't

Because i'm scared.

It's a good cause, obviously, organizing against the constant simmering fighting in the tropics. Making people pay attention to where the rare earth metals in their phones and cars and androids are coming from, making megs and politicians acknowledge the blood on their hands. Hell, everyone should be out there, marching and yelling and refusing to stay quiet.

But you don't get to show up, voice your opinion, breath a sigh of contentment and then go home.(￣ε￣＠)

What you say online can follow you for a long time,

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴

but what you speak up against in person follows you for life.

There are cameras everywhere. Everywhere.

Traffic stops, security systems, androids and robots and advertisements watching where you go and what your eyes look at. Not to mention the cameras we're all carrying around in our pockets every waking moment of every day. Any one of those frames, just ripe for f-rec to scrape from.

i saw it myself last month- a boy got pulled out of history class because the police wanted to talk to him. Apparently, they gave him crap about breaking curfew, or not having a permit, or someone at the event was smoking something near where his underage nose could smell, or whatever-

But the important part is, they were ready to charge him.

If we were a different school, in a different part of the city, with families that operated in a different tax bracket

He could've been arrested.

As it is, his parents paid a fine and it went away, but its not like he went unpunished. Everyone can tell, since he's changed so much afterwards. Very "focused on his schoolwork". Very apolitical. Whatever they did to him, you can bet it was a lot worse than a spanking.

See there's no chance his family cared about the money. i mean, i can't even imagine how big a fine would need to be for them to take notice. But the rich and powerful hate nothing more than they hate being embarrassed in front of the competition- ୧((#Φ益Φ#))୨ which is everyone, around here.

Because the real elites- the truly, obscenely wealthy? The ideal that they're all aiming for?

Those kinds of people never pay for anything.

i write all of this in part to educate you, but mostly to give a longwinded excuse for my own cowardice.

It's all bull.

There are kids with one percent of what i've got that've got a thousand times more guts- And none of them are out here pretending to be something they're not- hiding on the oldnet, playing at journalistic integrity.

The next time i get invited, i should go. o(TヘTo)

Easier said than done. There may never be a next time.

No one ever asks a coward for help twice (╯︵╰,)

on the sidelines again, your nightowl

[starleska]

Expressionism and Red Academia for Jack? 👀

hehehe oh my goodness what a great set you've chosen!!! okay, here they are for 'Big' Jack Horner 😉

😱Expressionism😱 ~ Describe to us exactly how your F/O makes you feel! Or, for a twist, describe how you make your F/O feel! Or do both!

oh…Mr Horner makes my gut twist with excitement 😖💖 he's just so imposing and forthright, with absolutely no qualms when it comes to speaking his mind and taking what he wants…it's that domineering, single-minded focus that leaves no room for distraction or inadequate results which really gets me;;; i know if i met the man in real life i would be a trembling mess and wouldn't be able to get a word in edgeways…something he would doubtless exploit, either for his own gain or amusement 😳 take a shot for every Jack fan who enjoys being bullied by a big, awful man!! 😂 because the idea of Jack holding any feelings for me makes me want to fold up into a pretzel shape, i'll answer with how he feels towards my OC, Aspen Branch 😉

i think Jack is quietly horrified with himself for giving in to what he considers his 'baser urges' - and he can't even begin to think about being in love. he tries to rationalise his desire to be with Aspen as a natural reaction to a beautiful woman, and that it's a strong, powerful emotion…but in reality, he's scared. intimacy is something Jack feels he has no room for, not anymore...he discards people with ease now he's so big and powerful. love is something which makes him feel small, and weak, and powerless...and to not be in control of who he falls for - especially such a delicate, soft individual? it's something which makes him tear his hair out 😖

🍷Red Academia🍷 ~ What’s your favorite fun-fact about your F/O?

haha, less a fun-fact and more a personal headcanon!! i like to think Jack artificially enhanced his enormous body with magical items - kind of Shrek-universe equivalent of steroids. i just find it very unlikely that Jack ended up that huge when his parents are a very normal size!! after all, we do see Jack tinkering with the Alice in Wonderland size snacks…i really love the AU some folks have come up with, where Jack meets The Fairy Godmother and they strike up a highly unethical deal to get Jack his desired size. i imagine The Fairy Godmother sizes Jack up as a useful 'friend' - a wealthy connection with a pie empire which almost certainly smuggles illegal circumstances in its pastries 👀 ahhh, i love answering for Jack!! thanks so much for this one :3c [ask game]

[zombieplaguedoc]

From the AU ask game: Masquerade AU? Any F/O that you like!!

I'm picking Estonia since I hardly talk about him despite him being my first husband. 😅

Estonia is the host of the ball in this AU. As a well-off country, I imagine he's pretty wealthy, or has gotten some wealth since he left the USSR. Plus, he has the energy to go with it, so he'd make a great host.

I'd be the mysterious guest in a black gothic gown and a crow mask since crows and plague doctors are my aesthetic now. I've also had a long-time crush on Estonia, but due to my father's (SCP 049, to be exact) reputation as a, eh, crooked doctor, I've been too afraid to come forward about it. Also, I'm an opera singer in this AU.

One thing I want to say about this AU is me and Estonia have actually known each other for a long time, we're actually childhood friends and his mother was a client of my father before she died. He can confirm that my dad's not a bad man, he's just got some interesting clientele and methods of treatment. Also, Estonia is just a wee bit clueless in this AU, as he still hasn’t figured out it's me in the mask. 😆 He'll figure it out eventually.

[assfuckeryyy]

heyo! :3

dumb f/o question but! if someone gave your f/os a lot of money, would they walk down the street naked? ôwô

🤣🤣

Heh I love it.

I’d imagine Fuyuhiko would yell fuck no no matter what, cuz he’s from a very wealthy family and money doesn’t mean much to him. But he gets embarrassed easily, so.

With Kazuichi there’s differences between the normal version of him and the version I ship with. Normal Kaz is pretty damn poor, so honestly yeah I think he’d do it for the right amount. Whereas the Kaz in my AU is at least eventually wealthy, so by then he wouldn’t see the point, but he wouldn’t yell at the person like Fuyu lol.

[shirogane-oushirou]

Heyooooo!!! I really wanna learn more about your f/os, so I'm gonna ask 🍫, ⚔️ and📱 for anyone you wanna answer for hehe :3

( @verykissablepixels )

AAAAA, thank you so much reffie!!! 😭 sorry it took a little while to answer kjsndfjk -- i decided, though i'm still DEEPLY in ren brainrot hell, that i miss talking about my main man oushirou... so i answered for both of them hehe ^^

🍫 Does your f/o have a favorite candy bar?:

REN: i think both versions of him would prefer something with just a bit of crunch and some other sweet ingredient to match the chocolate, like butterfinger or twix!! he keeps a bag of mini-size bars in his room so he can grab one when he needs a little pick-me-up.

OUSHIROU: not to be all ERMMM 🤓 about this one with him but i imagine he'd be more into like... nice, flavored chocolates? he wouldn't turn his nose up at normal candy bars, but he grew up a RICH household and, if buying for himself, he'd spend more money to get something nicer with more subtle flavors.

...that being said, there is a scene in his "in winter" route where he stays behind at seigetsu after a chocolate hunt? event? for valentines day to find and take any leftover chocolates, so if it's FREE he'll take what he can get no matter the flavor and no matter the effort KJNSDKFJN.

⚔️ If your f/o were a D&D character, what would their class be?:

(i'm not a dnd girlie, so i'm basing all of this on simple descriptions of the classes and a "tag yourself as a dnd class" meme lmao ;;; )

REN: he seems like an artificer! even though r!ren didn't go into the medical profession, he has the same creativity and ingenuity that makes doc!ren so good at his job.

(and he LOVES dnd. he wasn't able to play often as a kid due to his strict upbringing, but doc!ren occasionally joins one-off campaigns online when he has the energy, and r!ren plays with a couple of people from work when their off days line up.)

OUSHIROU: sorcerer! he comes from a family of very successful, very wealthy practitioners of western fortune telling, and he absolutely inherited the gift. 👍🏻

📱 What’s your f/o’s phone wallpaper?:

REN: not to be cheesy, but he'd 100% have a selfie of the two of us being goofy together as his lock screen. doc!ren would use a simple geometric design with a lowkey color palette for his home screen, while r!ren uses a louder, maybe more neon palette with a more complex pattern.

OUSHIROU: he'd also have a selfie of the two of us on the lock screen (though the composition would be more intentional lmao), but his home screen would probably be a flat color for utility's sake; he'd need to be able to flip through apps quickly to take notes, do research, take quick photos of things he doesn't plan to include in his articles but still needs to reference at some point, etc, and he doesn't want a distracting background to slow him down.

he probably WOULD, however, choose a NICE flat color and then fully customize his multiple screens with widgets, dividers, etc... partially to organize his apps for ease of use, and partially bc he can't make it NOT look nice, no no no, he needs his phone to be both useful AND ~*~aesthetically pleasing~*~ 😤

[darkestselfships]

Imagine living in a rural area on a farm. You and your family are surviving from the corn you grown all year and getting water from the well to drink or to use to clean yourself. You're wearing the same overalls and cowboots everyday and get made fun of by the rich kids in town.

This is when you're f/o comes in. They're a wealthy respected preacher who lives in the woods in a cabin with a chapel near it. You find out one day your father made an agreement with them for you work on their land and they pay your family big money.

You're upset at first, but become close friends with your f/o while staying with them for a few weeks, until you noticed something weird. You felt like someone was in your room while you were asleep at times and your f/o would know things about you that you never told them.

It's then revealed that your f/o is a complete pervert and was secretly watching you all these years and started to like you. They then take you to their chapel every night and make you say a prayer with them, before they rape you for hours.

You try to tell your family this, but they ignore you, and your f/o continues using you, until you eventually start to like it and fall in love with them.

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[havinganfois]

Imagine your f/o changing the name on the water bottle to be yours.

Your rich f/o buying out Big Water just to add your uncommon name to the roster.

Your magic f/o going *woosh* and changing it immediately.

Your artistic/engineer f/o reprinting or redrawing a new plastic cover and with your name.

[kutemouse]

I Missed You

Disclaimers: I don’t own the gift I used for my header 😁 Creator is credited.

Original Request: “Hi there! A request. Maybe you will do or maybe you wont' but still, can you do a imagine where hobi is a sugar daddy, and he spoils the reader annd you know what happens next😅”

A Note from Kutemouse: Well hello there kutie pie! You’re the first requester I’ve had in so long, thank you so much for sending this in! When I read your request, my first thought was, “Oh hell yes.” I’ve been feeling Hobi lately (hence “Pillow Talk” 😂), but I haven’t written a dom Hoseok fic yet. Thank you, dear kutie, for allowing me to write this. It was honestly such a pleasure.

Btw, doesn’t this amazing gif SCREAM daddy Hoseok? 🥵

(Like half of this is unedited)

Rating: R (18+ only)

Genre: Smutty Smut

Warnings: Sugar daddy Hoseok, sugar baby Y/n, a shit ton of making out described in detail, sexual descriptions and words, oral (m receiving), Daddy/Baby Girl relationship and kink, Hobi softly collars Y/n, dom Hoseok (f*ck yes), swears to the max, bit o’ fluff.

Word Count: There are words.

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I Missed You (Jung Hoseok, One-Shot, Smut)

Jung Hoseok sighed as he unlocked the door to your apartment. It had been a long few weeks, full of non-stop travel, interviews, photoshoots, and of course, live performances. Now that the pandemic seemed to be ebbing, BTS’ schedule was busier than ever. But this weekend? This weekend would be dedicated to you.

He hadn’t seen you in nearly a month, and except for the occasional text and video chat, you seemed to be keeping busy as well. You joined a pilates class and threw yourself into doing well at university. Your last paper had received resounding praise from your professor, thanks to the hours of research you had poured into it. The truth was, you were keeping yourself occupied so you wouldn’t have time to miss, or even think about, Hobi.

The arrangement the two of you had was unique, that was for sure. Hoseok knew he barely had any time to date, along with the fact that he was constantly in the public eye, and the last thing he wanted was to have to sneak around and subject his partner to possible hate and humiliation. With that mindset, Hoseok kept his eye out for a girl who he could share a few days here and there with, who wouldn’t mind hardly ever seeing him, and who wouldn’t need the type of commitment he knew he could never give.

The pandemic allowed Hoseok to easily go out without being recognized, and one morning he donned a mask and baseball cap to pick up coffee at the cafe down the block. You were nearly at the end of your first shift on the job, thank god. A number of wealthy snobs lived around the area and were extremely particular about their order and service, plus you still had your second job to get to.

You caught Hoseok’s eye the second he walked in. “Hi there, welcome,” you greeted, turning from a table you were wiping down. “What can I get you?”

For Hoseok, there was no going back after that. He visited the cafe as often as he could, always in disguise and always hoping for a brief conversation with you. He enjoyed the way your soft, pink lips would turn up in a small smile whenever you saw him and the way your cheeks flushed whenever he flirted with you. If only he could get you alone.

He finally got his chance. You were taking the trash out to the dumpster behind the building when he approached you. You felt like a mess, what with coffee stains littering the front of your apron and your hair falling out of its bun, but he would’ve taken you right then and there if he could. “Hi Y/n,” he said, lowering his mask to reveal himself at last. You started. “O-Oh! Hey there! Um, this is actually the back entrance, but if you come in through the front, I’ll start on your order right-”

“I wanted to speak to you, actually,” he said.

You stood there, holding onto the garbage bags like they were your lifeline, a flush already creeping up your cheeks. “A-About what?” you stammered, nervous in the presence of such a handsome guy.

“I know this may seem strange, but I’d like to take you on a date. It can’t be anywhere public, though. Would you be willing to meet me at this address?” He lifted the strap of your apron and slid a business card underneath it, staring deeply into your eyes as he bit down on his bottom lip.

Your face was so red it might as well have been on fire. “A d-date? With me?”

Hoseok nodded. “My phone number is also on that card. Text me if you can’t make it. Wear something nice. See you at eight.”

Without giving you any time to protest, he spun on his heel and left. Later that day, the latest BTS song, “Life Goes On,” played over your cafe’s radio. As Hoseok’s heart-warming, mellow voice came through the speakers, you dropped the mug you were holding, ceramic shards flying everywhere. Your coworker asked if you were okay but you couldn’t answer. You couldn’t tell her you’d been asked out on a private date with Jung Hoseok, and you hadn’t even recognized who he was until that moment.

You showed up for your date much too early, wearing a halter-neckline peach-colored dress underneath a black coat. It turned out the address was in a large, ornate apartment building. You had to get through a gate where a security officer checked your ID to make sure it matched a name on a list, as well as be issued a visitor’s keycard that would allow you access to the elevator for one night only. You knocked softly on the door, pulling down your mask so you could be recognized through the peephole. Hoseok opened the door, wearing a custom-tailored suit jacket over a white shirt, the top few buttons undone to show off his caramel-toned skin.

“Thanks for coming,” he said as he slipped off your coat, admiring the soft skin of your shoulders. He couldn’t wait to taste it.

The date went well. Hoseok had ordered the most exquisite food and a few bottles of wine. After a glass, you loosened up a bit. You had questions, of course. Hoseok answered them all before presenting the idea that had been filling his head since he first laid eyes on you. He said that he wanted the two of you to keep seeing each other but with conditions. You would move to this apartment, only mere minutes away from the apartment complex BTS lived in, and Hoseok would pay all your living expenses. He knew the reason you worked two jobs was to try and save up to go to university, but if you agreed to the arrangement, he’d pay your tuition and fees in full. The only thing he asked in return is that you would essentially be his girlfriend whenever he was in town, providing him a respite from being one of the world’s biggest pop stars. You’d have to sign an NDA contract, of course, but other than that, you were free to come and go as you pleased, free to pursue whatever course of study you wanted at university, and free to live your life without worrying about money.

You could hardly speak after all that, let alone provide him with an answer. He’d pay for everything? Everything? And all you had to do is act the devoted girlfriend whenever he happened to have time off? But Hoseok was clear. This wouldn’t be a typical relationship. He’d be gone for weeks, if not months, at a time, and he’d only have a few days a year to spend with you. You couldn’t get clingy or demand more from him, otherwise, he’d cut ties and let you go. He didn’t have time for arguments or drama.

After a couple days went by with nothing else on your mind, you texted him to tell him you concurred with the arrangement. After all, you really wanted to go to university and study medicine. A medical student’s schedule was extremely busy, so you wouldn’t have time for love anyway. The two of you seemed meant to be.

A year went by without incident, but you found with each visit, you began to miss Hoseok more and more. You missed talking to him, missed his contagious laughter, his bright smile, his jokes. You missed the nights spent tangled up in the sheets, his heated kisses, and the marks he left all over your body. And he, in return, began to miss you as well. He chose to show his affection with gifts, however, trying to hide how he really felt behind showering you with designer clothing and accessories.

This time, he showed up with a bouquet of purple tulips, your favorite, and a scarlet velvet box. “Y/n?” Hoseok called out.

“In here!”

He stepped into the kitchen, where you were stirring a pot over the stove. You wore a white apron over your blouse and skirt, your hair held up in a clip as you cooked. It was enough to ramp up the needy desire for you Hoseok had been feeling into overdrive. He wrapped his arms around you, hands sliding up to grope your breasts, grinding his hips against your backside. “Baby girl,” he murmured against your skin as he nuzzled your neck, taking the clip out of your hair and letting it fall down your back. He began to leave hungry, wet kisses along your jaw.

You groaned, your eyes fluttering closed. “H-Hobi, wait, I’m in the middle of making dinner.”

Even as the sentence came out of your mouth, you knew your protest was only half-hearted. Truth was, you couldn’t wait to get him in bed.

“Let it simmer,” Hoseok growled, reaching over the stove to turn down the heat. “And give me what I’m really hungry for.”

You turned, eyes wide. “Wh-What are you hungry for?”

He smirked. “You.”

Hoseok lifted you on the counter, his palms sliding up your skirt and teasing the edge of your thigh-high stockings as he eagerly devoured your lips. You allowed him to dominate your mouth, moaning as his tongue twirled around yours.

He separated from you, leaving you with eyes closed and breathless, before slowly peeling off each of your stockings, trailing kisses along your inner thighs as he did so. With a sly grin, he sat in one of the kitchen chairs, spreading his legs apart to show off how hard you made him. “Daddy’s had a long week, baby girl,” he murmured. “Why don’t you come over here and make me feel better?”

His words had you slipping off the counter to your knees, crawling eagerly towards him until you got close enough to undo his belt buckle and lower his zipper. Eyes locked on his, you took out his rock-hard length, your mouth watering at the sight. It was, to this day, the most gorgeous cock you had ever seen. Long, thick, with a perfect curve that served to hit all the right spots inside of you, it was safe to say you were addicted.

You licked a long strip up to the soft skin of the head, which you sucked gently like it was the most delectable lollipop. Hoseok hissed in appreciation, his fingertips scraping along your scalp until he gathered your hair in a fist and shoved his cock fully in your mouth. “Fuck,” he groaned, holding himself deep down your throat as you swallowed around him.

Hoseok didn’t let you breathe until you tapped his thigh, causing him to slide his cock out of your mouth all at once before shoving it in again. You let him fuck your mouth, grunting as he set a brutal pace. Occasionally, he let out a moan that sent heat straight down to your core, finding pleasure in his gratification.

He withdrew his cock from your mouth for the last time, panting as you coughed and sputtered. He took a napkin and bent down, gently wiping your mouth and cheeks until the only evidence of your debauchery left was the flush of your skin. “I have a gift for you,” he said, helping you stand.

“You do?”

“Mmhmm.”

Hoseok took your hand and led you down the hall until you both stood in front of the full-length mirror in your bathroom. He drew the velvet box from his pocket, smiling as you gasped. “Oh, Hobi, you didn’t have to.”

“Hush,” he said, stepping behind you.

This gift, unlike his others, was simple yet expensive. It was a gold necklace with a thin chain and a small, emerald-encrusted pendant that read, “Hoseok” in gold lettering.

He put it around your neck, smoothing your hair out of the way. “Do you like it?”

“I actually love it,” you said, touching the pendant in disbelief. “But you didn’t have to get me anything.”

Hoseok met your eyes in the mirror. “This will remind you of me when I’m gone. It even has my favorite color gemstone. Green, the color of hope.”

You smiled. “I noticed.”

He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “I’ll wait in the bedroom. I want you wearing nothing but the necklace.”

You nodded, shivers running down your spine. He left you to undress as he also undressed, tossing his clothes in a corner and stroking himself as he sat on the bed to wait. You came in shortly, completely naked except for the necklace as told. Hoseok grasped your hips and yanked you close, twirling his tongue around each of your nipples as you gasped, running your fingers through his dark, silky hair. He nipped at the flesh of your breasts, occasionally sucking and leaving deep purple marks. “Turn around,” he ordered softly.

You obeyed, presenting your ass to him. He sat you on his lap and spread your thighs apart before taking his middle finger and stroking your clit. You shuddered, gasping as he continued his ministrations, relishing in how wet you were for him. “You’re always so ready for Daddy, aren’t you baby girl?”

You nodded, leaning back into Hoseok’s chest as he sped up his pace. He dipped his finger inside of you and circled it around, the pad of his palm pressing against your clit. “Oh god,” you gasped, knowing you weren’t going to last much longer.

Without warning, Hoseok began to rub your clit again with the tips of his fingers, circling your sweet spot faster and faster until you were squirming in his hold. “D-Daddy, I’m going to-”

“Cum baby girl, c’mon, soak these fingers,” he growled.

You cried out as your orgasm washed over you and drowned you in pleasure, cum squirting out all over Hoseok’s fingers and his lap. He didn’t let up, continuing to rub your clit until you grabbed his hand, begging him to stop due to the overstimulation.

You whined when he took his fingers away, the open air flowing over your wet pussy making you shiver. Hoseok turned you around and licked his fingers, the sight of his lips wrapped around each digit driving you crazy. He kissed you then, letting you taste the sweetness of your pussy.

He maneuvered you onto the bed and grasped your hips once more, lifting them until they were level with his cock. “Ready, baby girl?” he asked, pressing a palm in the middle of your back.

You nodded. “Please Daddy, please fuck me.”

Hoseok growled. “I fucking love it when you beg.”

He shoved his cock into your dripping pussy, stretching you out until you didn’t think you could take any more. A whole year of getting fucked by Hoseok and you still could barely take the full length of his dick. He slid almost all the way out of you before shoving himself back in and repeating the action, causing your entire body to tremble with the force of his thrusts. Your legs buckled and began to slide down the sheets until you were practically lying on your stomach, which was just fine with Hoseok as he leaned over you and rammed himself into you even deeper than before.

You moaned into the mattress, grabbing at the sheets until your knuckles turned white, trying to keep yourself grounded as Hoseok fucked you so hard you saw white spots at the edges of your vision. His grunts got louder and higher in pitch, and you knew he was getting close. Just the thought of him painting your insides with his cum had you on the edge, crying out as he hit your g-spot.

“Cum for me baby, squeeze that pussy around my cock,” Hoseok panted, feeling you beginning to contract.

You moaned loudly. “Right there, Daddy, right there, oh my god, I’m gonna-” Your second orgasm hit you like a truck, causing your eyes to roll back in your head, your mouth parted open as your breath stopped, every muscle in your pussy constricting around Hoseok’s beautiful cock.

He couldn’t take it anymore and thrust into you one last time, shooting load after load into your tight hole with a loud groan. He lifted you up as his cock softened inside of you, pulling your sweaty back against his torso, rubbing your stomach affectionately. You rolled your head to the side to capture his lips in a kiss, pushing and pulling at lips with yours. “God, I missed you,” you murmured.

Hoseok tensed. Shit. You weren’t supposed to let him know you felt attached to him and missed him when he was gone. That was the type of commitment he swore he didn’t want in this relationship.

“I mean, I missed this,” you said, backtracking. The way his eyebrows were furrowed worried you.

“Yeah,” he muttered, pulling out of you and going inside the bathroom.

Damn it. You lay down, rubbing a hand over your forehead. Why the hell did you say that?

Hoseok came back with a washcloth and wiped down your body, erasing the mess he made from your body. He caught sight of the necklace bearing his name and smirked before laying down beside you, cuddling your body close.

“Hey,” he murmured, causing you to look up at him into those dark, sparkling eyes. One corner of his mouth turned up. “I missed you too.”

Warmth flooded your chest and you snuggled into his side. You didn’t know if he had feelings for you, and you didn’t know if you had feelings for him, but you did know that he cared about you enough to miss you, and that, for now, was enough.

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hiii!!! i just want to say that i really love your gintoki headcanons/imagines :] may i request a gintoki x f!reader scenario where gintoki has this typical shoujo manga moment when he goes like „SHES SO CUTE I THINK IM GONNA DIE” (its just an example) HSJSJSHSJS thank u <33

thank you so much! 💜 I don't read a lot of shōjo manga, and the one's I have I end up dropping (I guess I just can't get into the genre). So I'll try my best, the closest shōjo I can think of that would fit gintoki is black bird.

gintoki's made enough money thanks to a wealthy client to go out on a dinner date. of course as much as he would love to have a romantic date alone with his partner. something always gets in the way.

this time, it's kagura and shinpachi tagging along because they won't let him hog all the money. not when there's good food to be shared. he quietly grumbles as they make their way to a bbq restaurant.

his s/o hooks her hand into his bicep, drawing closer to him. she reassures him it's alright and they'll still have their moments together alone after dinner. he smirks and whispers in her ear,

"oh? and what plans do you have once we're alone?"

his s/o becomes completely red not only from him teasing her in public but in front of the other yorozuya members.

"stop it gin-san! not in front of kagura and shinpachi!"

kagura doesn't understand what's going on. meanwhile, shinpachi has the most disgusted look on his face. as they reach the bbq restaurant and everyone's enjoying food together. gintoki forgets about his annoyance before coming.

but that's most likely due to him getting drunk and shinpachi having to help him walk home. once they've arrived to the yorozuya, his s/o tells shinpachi she'll take care of gintoki from here as she helps him walk up the steps with kagura and waves goodnight.

kagura does her own thing and gets ready for bed once inside. his s/o drags gintoki onto his futon as he says for the thousandth time,

"I'm never drinking again."

"we'll see about that."

the response annoys him, but he doesn't say anything because he knows she's right.

"say (y/n)-chan. now that we're alone together-"

"you're drunk gin-san."

"it's not that, I've never told you how much you mean to me. I mean I never really know how to say it."

he sits up and holds her hand as he continues,

"but...your smile helps give me strength. hearing you laugh can brighten my day. I don't know how to thank you for wanting to be with someone like me."

he says all this as he squeezes her hand tighter.

"you don't need to thank me. I'm with you because I want you gin-san."

he looks up from his lap at her soft smile and hugs her, holds her in his arms as he gives her a deep kiss and begins to make out. but it doesn't last long as he slumps over her shoulder, snoring.

he probably won't remember saying any of this but it doesn't matter. his s/o already knew with the effort he puts into the relationship and the love he gives through his actions.

[juviasmel]

NSFW alphabet - Lubbock (Akame Ga Kill)

If you’d like me to do this with any other characters check my character list and let me know! I write for Akame Ga Kill, Castlevania, Jojos bizzare adventure and mystic messenger!

Warning: NSFW under the GIF

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He likes to lay on his back, while your head is resting on his chest. He’ll stroke his fingers through your hair asking if you enjoyed it, and asks if there’s something he needs to do differently next time you two are intimate.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He would have a strong thing for thighs. He doesn’t know the reason why but he does, he loves to imagine burying his face in between your thighs and leaving love bites and hickeys on them. He would also have a thing for your boobs, is mesmerized when they bounce or even move the slightest bit. His favorite part of his body is his hands, because he loves pleasuring you with them and knows what he’s doing.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

If you two don’t plan on having a child, he will not release inside. One of his favorite places to cum is in between your breasts.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has fantasized about tying you up before, not with the strings of his imperial arms because that would cut off all your limbs. But with any sort of rope, he can find in the hideout. No one knows he’s into bondage, and wants to tie his s/o up in various ways.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Probably not experienced. He grew up in a wealthy home and left to join the imperial military, so he never had time to sleep around with people or get into a sexual relationship. The first couple times he most likely won’t know what he is doing but will eventually pick up and become a pro.

F = Favourite Position

He’s up for anything as long as he’s on top. It makes him feel powerful and in control, and he likes when he can see his partners face. He doesn’t mind his partner being on top every once and a while but definitely prefers dominating his partner.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s more serious in the moment. Outside of sex, he’s always goofy but he cherishes this moment with his partner and doesn’t joke around.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He would keep it trimmed neatly once he meets you. He find it’s uncomfortable and annoying when it grows out too long, so if it were to get to long he always makes sure to trim in the shower. But he’s not a neat freak with his hair down there.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

VERY intimate. He is mesmerized by your body, and loves to watch your body while he’s inside you. He would cherish you in the moment, and make sure you know he loves you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He’s definitely jacked off to thoughts of leone taking a bath, so I wouldn’t be shocked if he did it every week. Sometimes he would visualize the person he loves and go at it. Because he’s busy with night raid he doesn’t do it EVERY day but once a week at least.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Is probably into bondage, but wouldn’t use his own strings because that would harm you. (Obviously)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He would be hesitant to do it in a public place because he is a part of night raid and doesn’t want to be caught. And would be extremely embarrassed if one of the other members walked in on him doing it with you. So he’d prefer his bed, or somewhere private.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Boobs. Seeing them bounce, jiggle etc. it makes him go crazy! And being intimate with partner and giving them neck kisses gets him going.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that has to do with bodily fluids. And would never do something involving his imperial arms! Another big NO for him is involving stuff that may hurt you like weapons, sharp objects, electricity etc.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He is cool with both, and doesn’t mind receiving or giving. He would have a slight preference for giving only because he’s in love with your body and loves seeing the expressions on your face.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the day. If he’s frustrated or angry with someone, he would be rough and pound you into bed. But when he’s relaxed, and wants to show you he loves you, he’s gentle and caring.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t enjoy quickies as much. When he’s intimate with his partner he wants it to be special, not something quick or something to do to pass time. Plus he really needs to be in the mood to do it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He would take risks and experiment new things with you, as long as they don’t hurt. Like knife play, or something involving blood, weapons etc.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He would go for however long his partner can handle it. If he’s feeling good and isn’t too tired, he would go for 2 rounds in a row. But most of the time it’s 1 round, but they’re long sessions.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Probably not. He doesn’t care for toys as much, and would rather it be him and his partner.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

100% teases his partner a lot! If you ever try to tease him, he will definitely do it back to you and see if you can handle it. Especially when he’s eating you out, he would be teasing you and might even edge you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He isn’t that loud, only a couple grunts here and there. But he is in awe when his partner is loud, and makes noises. Sometimes a moan will come out of his mouth, but it’s not very often.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Would have a thing for facesitting, definitely has fantasized about having his face between his partners thighs and having them sitting there for hours.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Definitely around the average size! And he’s got some good girth as well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

It’s not extremely high. Based on his job he’s busy and had to learn how to keep himself under control. But whenever he gets a break or is stuck at the hideout, his sex drive is through the roof.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quick. He gets sleepy after doing the deed with you. Once he knows that you’re fully pleasured, he’ll become the big spoon and cuddle you until he falls asleep

[silenceofthecookies]

Gin Ichimaru x reader(F) - perspective

Okay so, story time, several years ago I promised @nakunakunomi​ I’d write her a Gin fanfic for her birthday. Time passed, I started writing in character, and I found out Gin is ridiculously hard to write for. I’ve started about 4 stories, all of which I ended up deleting because they didn’t fit Gin well enough to my liking. About 4 hours ago I got this idea, and I’ve been writing it non-stop since to just finish and publish this before I decided it was no good as well and deleted this as well.

Hazel, I am so sorry this took so long, I hope you like it! 

Word count: 3344 Warnings: none

A young man had entered the castle. A commoner. Apparently he had helped out some soldiers capture an enemy spy. There was a war going on with the neighbouring country, and the situation had been tense lately. Spies were not uncommon, though they were hard to catch. This man had not only discovered one, he had also worked with the soldiers to apprehend the spy. The soldiers took him to the king so he could receive a reward for his deeds.

The man was long and slender, certainly not the kind of man you’d think of when you thought of a man who captured an enemy spy. If anything, he was exactly the kind of person you’d think of when imagining an enemy spy. His white hair hung partly over his face, hiding his eyes just a little from sight. But that was not what unnerved you about this man. It was the man’s smile. It was an eerie, long, stretched smile that almost made it seem like he was guarding a secret he would soon reveal. One that would lead to very negative consequences. You did not take your eyes off the man for as long as he was in the throne room.

Against your expectations, he did nothing that would worry you. The man simply accepted the reward from the king for his services and left. Your father had offered him to join the army, saying that surely with his abilities and intelligence he would quickly rise up the ranks, but the man had declined, saying that the life of a soldier was not one suited for him. You were glad when he was gone and let out a breath you were not aware you had been holding. The king laughed at your reaction, having been aware of your caution from the start, and warned you that men could not be judged on looks. You agreed with him and quickly composed yourself before the next person entered the throne room.

After the audiences were done, you went to the library to read a book while you waited for dinnertime. One of your personal maids, Rangiku, went with you.

“Shall I bring your tea to the library, your highness? Or will you be reading in your room?” “In the library is fine, thank you, Rangiku.”

The young woman bowed and left your side to go to the kitchen. You entered the library and took the same book you had been reading for a few days now. It was a romance novel. The protagonist was the daughter and second child of a merchant. Though she was not extremely wealthy, she was smart and beautiful, and she attracted many suitors from higher standing, who offered her father financial support for his company in return for his daughters hand in marriage. Her father refused them all, saying his daughter would marry out of love. After many hardships, she fell in love with a blacksmith’s assistant. He had little to no money to his name, but he was kind, respectful and romantic, and they were going to get married.

The thought seemed almost absurd to you. Didn’t commoners live a very hard life? Why would she turn down all those well-off suitors to go live with a blacksmiths boy? As she was the second child, her father’s company would go to her older brother. Why not marry a well-off man and live comfortably? It confused you so, that you decided to ask Rangiku about it when she arrived with your tea.

“Excuse me, your highness?” she asked, a little shocked as she heard your question. “I asked if it was hard living as a commoner. You once told me you were an orphan and you lived on the street for a while, right?” “That’s true but… your highness, if I might ask, where does this sudden question come from?”

You explained the story you were reading to her, and Rangiku’s eyes softened.

“To answer your question, yes, it was hard. However, it was not all bad. I lived together with another group of orphans. Sure, living wasn’t easy, but we were happy together. Having the right people around you can bring you more happiness than money ever could.” “I see… if they made you so happy, Rangiku, don’t you miss them now you work here?” “Of course I do, your highness. But I visit them regularly on my days off.” “I see… what are they like?”

Rangiku happily told you about the people she grew up with, people who were all like brothers and sisters to her. There were two people who she spoke of more than others though. They were Gin and Toshiro, her older and younger brother respectively. According to Rangiku Gin had a weird sense of humour, but he was very reliable. Toshiro on the other hand was way too serious, but he was always thinking about others. Seeing her face light up as she spoke about her little makeshift family made you think that maybe, the book that now lied neglected on the couch next to you was not just pretty words.

“They all sound so wonderful.” You told Rangiku as she finished talking. “They really are.” She agreed with a gentle smile on her face. “Do you think I could meet them?” you asked carefully, in a small voice. “Of course! If that is your highnesses’ wish, you could invite them here at any time, I’m sure they’d be honoured to-“ “Actually, I’d rather meet them at their home. And maybe without them knowing I’m the princess. I feel like… I don’t know… it would give me a better understanding of commoners and their life? Listening to you just made me realise that I have no idea how commoners live… but this country will be mine to rule one day…”

Rangiku’s eyes widened in surprise before an excited smile appeared on her face.

“Your highness, that is a fantastic idea! In that case, how about I bring you with me on my next day off? We’ll put you in one of the maid’s dresses and tell them that you’re another maid who grew up in the castle.” “Would that really be alright?” “Of course!”

You and Rangiku worked out all the details, how to sneak you out, how to make sure nobody would realise you were gone,… and then agreed that next Sunday, you’d head to the kitchen after breakfast and that you’d leave with Rangiku.

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You adjusted the hood of your cloak as you walked through the gates of the castle. As the princess of this country, you had never been allowed to leave the castle without a guard and yet here you were, leaving the castle with a maid. You briefly wondered if this truly was a good idea, wondering what the consequences would be for both you and Rangiku in case you got caught, but these thoughts were soon banished from your mind when you came across a market in the castle town. Rangiku bought a pie from the baker. The baker happily chatted with Rangiku as she did so, and from their conversation it was clear that Rangiku did this every time she went home. After a while of walking, the two of you left the walls of the castle town and walked in between the fields that surrounded it. There were a lot of farmers out on the fields, watering their crops and milking their cows. Most of them waved at Rangiku as she passed by, and Rangiku happily waved back. Several of them yelled ‘good morning’ and ‘have a safe trip’ as well from across their fields, and the happy atmosphere caught hold of you. You had always thought that commoners were unhappy because they did not have a lot of money, but perhaps Rangiku was right. Maybe happiness required the right people around you instead of a lot of money.

Not too long after the two of you left the castle walls, a small house came into sight. It looked a bit old and worn-out and it was clear that there had been work done to patch it up here and there. In fact, as you approached, you noticed a small figure sitting on the roof, attaching a few new planks to the roof.

“Toshiro!” Rangiku called out. The young man jumped at the sound a little and turned around. You immediately recognised the name. “Welcome back Rangiku. I’ll be down after I’ve fixed this. There’s a small leak in the roof.” “Take your time~” “Who’s that with you?” “This is Shiori, we work together at the castle.”

You resisted the urge to curtsy at the introduction. Shiori had been the name you to picked to cover up your identity, but Shiori was an attendant of the princess, not the princess herself.

“Nice to meet you, Shiori, I’m Toshiro.” The young man showed a small smile as he addressed you. “Nice to meet you, Toshiro.” You answered with a smile of your own. “Toshiro! Where is Gin?” Rangiku asked once introductions were over. “He’s out helping the old man next door with milking the cows, his son is sick. He should be back any time now.” “Alright~ Come in, Shiori, I’ll make us some time. Toshiro, come down soon too, I’ve got pie~”

Toshiro did not reply, instead the sound of hammering was soon heard again. Once you entered the house, it sounded extra loud, but you would bear it for a little. For now though, you were more distracted by the interior of the house. You had never been in a commoner’s house before. Everything was dark because the windows were small, there was very little furniture, and most of what was visible seemed older than you. It was truly a culture shock. Rangiku started boiling a big pot of tea.

“It’s not much, but make yourself at home. I’ll prepare some tea and cut the pie already.”

You somewhat carefully sat down on a chair, wondering if it would give out under your weight. It didn’t take long for Toshiro to come back in. Rangiku put down cups of tea and handed out plates with pie, both were made of simply, unpainted clay. They were very different from the cups and plates you had back in the castle.

As you were enjoying the refreshments, you found out that most of the people Rangiku had mentioned no longer lived with them. Most had taken up trades and were living with their masters. Some others had moved town, hoping to find happiness somewhere else. Only Gin and Toshiro had remained in the house. They made a living by tending to a patch of land that as attached to their house and by helping the farmer, who was also their landlord.

Just when you were starting to relax and enjoy the company, a fourth person entered the small home. As you looked up, your heart sank. It was the man you had seen at the castle, the one with the unnerving smile. Certainly he would recognise you. His eyes lingered a second on you before he turned to Rangiku, his smile never wavering.

“Rangiku, who did you bring with you?” “This is Shiori, she works at the castle too. I talk about you two all the time so she wanted to come with me. Shiori, this is Gin.” “Nice to meet you” Your voice came out shaky, partially because of the fear of being recognised, partially because of his face. “Nice to meet you, Shiori. Oh by the way, Rangiku, did you know I went by the castle last week?” “What? No way! And you didn’t come say hi to me?!”

As Rangiku got the details from Gin about his business in the castle, you let out a shaky breath. Did he not recognise you? Certainly not, otherwise he would have treated you differently, right? This was good, your cover was safe.

“Wait, Gin, you refused the king’s offer to join the army despite him offering you a higher position from the start?!” “Yeah.” “Are you mad?! Those guys earn good money!” “Aw come on, Rangiku. Then Toshiro would’ve been lonely.” “I would definitely be happier without you around!” Toshiro yelled. He had been silent ever since Gin had entered and he had seemed more tense too. “Of course he would have been! Then he and Momo could’ve lived here together~!” Rangiku quipped in. “Wha-?! Rangiku!” Toshiro yelled, a light pink dusting his cheeks. Rangiku and Gin laughed. “Yeah, maybe I should have thought about that earlier~” Gin joked. “As if, you just don’t want to work for the king because you hate that guys guts, right?” Toshiro asked. “Toshiro!” Rangiku lightly slapped his arm. “What?! I know you work in the castle, but that’s not changing the situation!” Toshiro yelled.

You looked in confusion between the three. Your father was a beloved king, right? Why did they act this way? Rangiku noticed and immediately tried to steer away from the subject.

“Oh I’m so sorry you have to see this, Shiori. Toshiro, Gin, we have a guest. Let’s not do this now.” She said. “Oh come on, Rangiku. Certainly she’s just as fed-up with the king as we are. Aren’t you, Shiori?” Gin asked, his attention, and grin, now directed at you. “I…I think he’s a fair king.” You said. “Let me guess, you were born in the castle?” “Yes…I was. What does that have to do with it?” “It means you lack perspective. The king wanted more power, so he started a war with the neighbouring country. To pay for said war, he’s raising taxes.” “Yes, but when he wins the spoils from the war will certainly be plentiful.” “When? You’re naïve, aren’t you? If. If he wins. And on top of that, those spoils will go into his pocket, not ours. And then we’re not even talking about the people who have died fighting this stupid war. Do you know how many have already died? How many more need to die for that bastard to fill his pockets? The king is a greedy son of a bitch, that’s what he is.” Gin spoke calmly, as if reading a line from a book. And yet, there was something menacing about his tone. There was a certain edge to it. One that made you very nervous. “I…I think the king is doing what he thinks is best for the kingdom.” “By killing his people and robbing them blind with taxes?” “I… I cannot deny that that’s happening, but I truly believe the king means well. Maybe… he’s lacking perspective.”

Gin’s grin grew and Rangiku was about to get up and drag you away before Gin got up and got closer to you.

“Let’s say you’re right. He’s still doing bad stuff. He only has people advising him who will also fill their pockets after the war. His perspective will never expand. He has no-one around who has the guts to point out his mistakes.” “The why don’t you join the army and become that person?” “Because the moment I speak up, I will be branded a rebel and executed, that’s why. Life is not that fair, young lady. Usually when you point out mistakes to nobles and royals, they’ll have you hung.”

Your head dropped. He was right, whenever someone was rude to a royal, said royal needed but say the word and the offender was executed. Nobles had the same power to a certain extent. In the past, it has been used to repress rebellions by your ancestors. And you had never thought anything of it, you had seen it as normal.

“Gin! That’s enough!” Rangiku huffed, pushing Gin out of your face. “Aww don’t be so serious, Rangiku. I was only playing teasing her~” “You were harassing her, Gin.” “Oh, was I? I’m sorry, Shiori~”

His apology was light-hearted and sounded as a joke. As if he did something funny. Rangiku continued to scold him for a little longer, before stepping back and grabbing your cloaks.

“I think we should leave, Shiori. I’m sorry about my brother.” “It’s alright, Rangiku. He… he had a point.” Rangiku stared at you in shock as you put your cloak on. “Despite the topic just now, I had fun while I was here. Would it be alright if I came with you more often?” “O-of course. If that’s what you want…”

You thanked Toshiro and Gin for their hospitality and left their home, Rangiku following behind you in a daze. The sound of the door closing behind her seemed to snap her out of it, and she quickly ran up to walk besides you.

“Your highness, I am so sorry for Gin’s behaviour. He was out of line, talking about your father like that.” “No, Rangiku, he wasn’t. He voiced his a opinion. Gave me a perspective I never even thought about. As the future queen of this country, I need to hear things like this. The rich are only a small portion of this country, yet it’s the only view I know. Sure, it hurt to hear him speak about my father like that… but I want to be a good queen. I want to make the people happy. All of them, not just the rich. I can’t keep walking with my eyes shielded from the ugly truth.”

Rangiku was unsure of what to say to you as she continued walking besides you on your way back to the castle. Unknown to you, Gin, who had been listening to the conversation from next to a window that was open, grinned and walked back to the kitchen, where Toshiro was still drinking his tea.

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Your little escapade had gone by without a problem. Nobody every knew you were gone, so nobody got in trouble. That had been a few days ago now, but Gin’s words were still etched into your mind. You pondered over them as you read several books about history and politics, trying to think about them from a commoners perspective as much as you could, the romance novel you were reading long forgotten.

You tucked the books you wanted to read under your arm, ready to bring them to your room with you to enjoy them in the safety of your room. As you walked though a hallway, a man in light armour walked by. It wasn’t uncommon, as the strategy room was close to the library. What was uncommon though, was the man’s white hair. As you got closer, you realised exactly who that was.

“Gin?” you gasped. “Good evening, your highness. Or can I call you Shiori? Wait, your real name was Y/N, right? Can’t I just call you that? I do hate formalities, certainly when you’ve visited my house already.” “I- Wha- You knew?” “Oh yes, all along. You’re not very subtle, you know that?” “But, I thought you hated my father? Did you change your mind?” “Oh no, not at all. I still can’t stand the guy. But I heard the princess needed to hear the opinions of the commoners.” “You overheard that?!” “The walls of our house aren’t nearly as thick as the castle walls, my lady.” “So… you came here to help me?” “I had three reasons for doing this. That is one of them.” “What are the other two?” “Easy. Toshiro has a girlfriend and I’m pretty sure he wants to marry her, but as long as I live at home nothing is going to happen.” “And the last?” “Oh, the third reason?”

Gin stepped closer to you, which in turn made you step back. You continued retreating as he kept advancing until your back was against the wall. He stared at you, that unnerving smile of his present as always.

“Because you caught my eye, Y/N.”

Your eyes widened and you felt your cheeks heat up. Before you could even process the words, Gin was already continuing down the hallway.

“Anyway, I have a meeting with the king. Have a nice day, your highness~”

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h i i m i n l o v e w i t h hogwarts school for *tap dancing* (hehehe) youth i t h a s t o b e m y f a v o r i t e modern school au !!!!!!! i re-read everything you have written about it annnnnnd now im *super curios* (again lol) what would hermione and ron get in for? also, i was wondering whether you've thought about dumbledore and what he would be- in the books ive always seen him as a mastermind-puppeteer-who-moves-the-strings-of-the-war man, what would that make him in ur au?

Ahh thank you so much!!! It’s been really fun coming up with ideas and things for it!

To answer your first question - Ron would be in for drug manufacturing. I’m sure the Weasley’s have a whole little empire - Bill manages, Charlie collects ingredients, the twins make it and Ginny and Ron distribute. (Percy probably manages finances haha.) Obviously Ron gets caught and he takes the blame to make sure Ginny gets let off! Hermione would be in for being a general nuisance to her parents - her dad runs a very shady company (that actually has ties to the Weasley gang!!) and she basically tries to expose and raise attention to it. Cue her parents getting pissed and dumping her into Hogwarts on some bs excuse. I’d imagine a very Romeo and Juliet style romance for Ronmione ☺️

To answer the Dumbles question - I absolutely love how twisted Dumbledore is haha. I think he’s pretty wealthy and powerful politically, and he carefully runs Hogwarts to keep that power. Because Hogwarts caters to rich and poor right - obviously he has so much power over the richer people because a) he’s handling their kids and they basically don’t want to piss him off and have him leak names/refuse to enroll their children and b) once those children get ‘fixed’ the family is also in his debt. For poorer kids - it’s kinda similar to Harry in HP. He gives them a home, a chance to turn their life around - he basically spins it so they’re so bloody grateful and just super loyal to him as a whole. Obviously the Marauders aren’t too fond of him but I think for the most part he’s pretty successful!