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moon kiss.

hi, it's 1 am and I just saw the new champion for league of legends. and I am in love with how they look. but I did fall for the brother the most.  so my mind went into overdrive and came up with a story.  so please keep in mind I almost know nothing about him and just go of on what I know for now. I hope you still enjoy it. 

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Watching the stars from the mountains was always a treat to behold. The moon shining at it's brightest, the stars adorning the sky aswell. But you weren't here for that, it seems like the moon was guiding you somewhere on to the mountains, little whispers, and lights guiding you. Slowly climbing up the mountains, your hands and knees red from gripping on to rocks and other stuff, but you kept on climbing. This must be it, if the universe was here to guide you to where you need to go or even needed to be, you do it happily, just to get away from your boring life. Pulling yourself onto a platform herself hitting the water, the whispers stopped, no lights seem to light your way around. 

A soft sigh left your lips, unsure of what to do. Do you have to do something... Where you here to rest? Or had the universe something else planned for you. When soft music seems to enter your head. Only to start over after some time, the music cutting itself off and start again with the same notes. Looking up at the moon, her eyes held confusion, why would the moon make her listen to music. Moving around in the water, the moon making the water seem to glow. She saw the platform in the middle.

Unknown to her she was not alone on the mountain, a young man was there as well. He was looking around for a special flower, but hearing her made him stop in his tracks. 'I heard it as well Aphelios. We should probably see who that was. If they find the Lunari she could tell the world.' The brother nods his head, slowly trying to find where she was now. She hadn't said anything for some time so he just followed where he had last heard her make sounds. 

"Do you want me to sing?" You called out to the moon, hoping for an answer to come. Silents. "I'm unsure of what to do now! You have brought me here, what now?" Your voice rings out into the silents of the night, the moon seems to glow a bit brighter pointing you to send in the middle of the platform. Now that you look around, the ground was covered in moon symbols, as two arc ways were over the platform. On the arc ways where more moon symbols, you slowly walked to the middle. when the music seems to start again. "You really want me to sing don't you..." You softly whispered to yourself.

Aphelios found her, the platform where the moon was shining down on as she moved to the center. Water dripped from her legs onto the ground, as she ran a hand through her hair. She slowly start to hum, he couldn't hear the music but his sister could. 'The moon is singing to her, it seems to want to show her something. it guided her here, I'm unsure why but we should keep an eye on her.' Once more Aphelios nob, as he looked at the girl. The light of the moon seems to make her glow, like she was a ghost. a soft sigh left her lips, closing her eyes as she slowly swayed from side to side.

As you took a breath, words seem to pop into your mind, as you slowly began to sing. "Distant moon, so big and bright. Softest silver glowing through the night. High atop, the mountain gold. Sun unseen, the world is cold." Slowly lift your hands to the moon, from your point of view it seemed like you were holding the moon. The moon seems to flicker, almost as it seems that it was happy that you were finally singing to it. "Here I wait, and here I stand. Early morning northern hour hand. Studying, in solitude. Looking for, a hidden clue." You couldn't see it but the water seems to slowly glide up onto the stone platform reaching for you.

Aphelios eyes where wide seeing the woman sing to the moon, the magic he felt coming from her seem to be so strong. 'Such a pretty voice, the moon seems to enjoy it.' His sister whispered to him, he could hear on her voice she was enjoying it too. Her hands dropped to her sides, a troubled look on her face. "I wish, to see this world through my own eyes. To calm, the elders and silence their cries. Because of you, I now gaze up and sing. The lullaby of the moon." The water reached her legs as white lines began to glow on her skin. She slowly turned around almost in a trance, as the white lines creep up her body, slowly reaching her eyes, who were closed.

Slowly your eyes opened, the world seems to be more bright, seeing everything better as the moon began to guide your way again, so you kept on singing. "Found at last, I steal away. Moving faster through the silent shade. Sea of stars, like flowers bloom. Looking for, the hidden tomb." Rushing through the thickness of the woods, but you kept on going, the powers of the moon seem to pull you to this other strong force. When a big door overgrown by the greens of the earth, was there in the middle of the woods. Moving closer you pull away at the green slowly revealing the door more and more. Moon ruins where on the door, as her hand was full pressed against it, it lite up. The green of the earth seems to pull itself away from the door.

The man followed the woman into the deeps on the woods, his sister softly talking to him, telling him the moon was guiding her to a secret tomb who none could enter unless the moon wants them to. In the tomb a crescent blade laying in wait for its owner, to help out the lunari. 'I think to moon wants her to find it.' As they see the door lit up, they knew for sure. Her glowing white eyes, but a soft smile on her face as she entered the hidden tomb. Aphelios following her inside, he felt the power coming from the moon but also the tomb. Her soft footsteps echoed through the tomb, her soft breathing seemed to come out fast, almost like she was scared.

Once entering a bigger room a nagamaki was stuck in stone in the middle of the room, the moon shining down on it. The wooden part of the weapon was engraved with moon symbols and writing, as the blade itself was shaped like a normal nagamaki, only for it to have a row of moons cut out in the middle, going from a beginning moon facing the left to an ending moon facing the right. You slowly walked to it, as soon you got close the moon to seems to glow. Pulling the blade from the stone ground a gust of power was released making your hair going everywhere. The music slowly picking itself back up in your head. A soft smile on your lips you turned around, only to see ahead pull itself back behind the door. They didn't feel like a  threat, more a welcoming person, that you have known for years. 

As the woman had turned around he had quickly pulled himself back behind to door open she hadn't seen him, only to hear her soft voice sing again. "Here I found, the crescent blade. Forged by Rakkor, surely lunar made. Shining down, upon the earth. Now they'll see, I'll prove my worth." Her soft footsteps seem to make it's way back to the door, making him jump up wanting to run away from her. 'Don't worry brother, she will do you no harm' As she slowly came into his sight, her soft eyes making contact with his. She nods to him, a half-moon appearing on her forehead, his eyes widen. She walked further past him, he was mesmerized by her beauty, the moon always seems to pick the once who were graceful and elegant.

Once outside you began to walk back to the platform, you could feel the unknown man follow you. You couldn't help yourself but let your mind wander to who he was. He sure was handsome, but his eyes seem to hold so much pain and sorrow. Returned to the platform you stand at the edge so you could touch the water if you wanted to. "I wish, to see this world through my own eyes. To calm, the elders and silence their cries. Because of you I now gaze up and sing. The lullaby of the moon." The cutout moons on the blade seem to glow as you grip on to the weapon tighter. Memories of the past came flooding into your mind, what the solari had done to the lunari. Telling you to help them, and protect them from the Solari. The moons cries made you feel so much hatred for the Solari. "Condemned me to death. With my last breath. Sorrow and anger. Fill my head." 

The water seem to move around, the wind picking up, the moons light dimming down. Aphelios felt her anger and sadness, him slowly making his way over to her. 'The moon as shown her what happened to our kind, the lunari, her emotions are taking over. Please, Aphelios help her calm down.' His sister softly whispered feeling her presents closer than ever before after her entering the fortress. "Distant moon, so big and bright. Softest silver glowing through the night. High atop, the mountain gold. Sun unseen, the world is cold." Her weapon touched the water, making it turned silver as she slowly stepped into it, the water reaching her waist. He quickly rushed over to her, pulling her from the water, the sadness seems to leave her. Hands grabbing his coat, turning her head around looking up at him.

As your eyes made contact with his again, the feeling returned once more of knowing him for years. But seeing a figure appear behind him making you push yourself out of his arms and away from him. He reached out to him but you backed away. But you slowly called down seeing a woman appear more a soft smile on her face, but her eyes widen as they made eye contact. 'You can see me..?' You nob slowly pulling yourself onto your knees, a confused look on her face. 'And hear me?' You nob once more, a joyful laugh left her lips as she turned to the man sitting in front of you. 'Aphelios, she can hear me! Can you believe it?! It's wonderful!' Now knowing his name you turned to him, a soft smile on her lips. "Sorry for pushing you away, but seeing her behind you made me back away." A small smile was on his face shaking his head. "Are you mute?" He nods, as you softly smiled moving back to him. 

Aphelios looked the woman over, the lines now gone, showing him her glowing (colored eyes) eyes, a soft smile on her pink lips. The moonlight making her skin seem to glow. "So what were you guys doing here?" 'We were looking and following where the moon leads us.' The woman softly said, as she nodded. Aphelios reached for the younger women's hand as he pulled himself up as well as the woman. "Wow, thank you" He nodded as she leaned down picking up the weapon, soon after looking out over the view over shurima land. The moon once more seems to tell her to do something. "Now I know, my chosen path. Higher calling they will know my wrath. Raise my relic blade. I will not be swayed. With the might of the moon by my side." She lifted the blade over her head the moon seems to be blinding for a second, as a moon now appeared onto her upper torso. 

Feeling a hand place itself on top of your own, making yourself look up at Aphelios. 'He says, that you did your duty, for now, tomorrow is another day.' "But seeing what the solari did to the lunari-" He shook his head, pulling you away from the edge of the platform once more. 'Rest is what comes first, tomorrow is a new day.' You nod, rolling your shoulders you softly sigh. "You know Aphelios, the first time I saw you in the tomb you felt like a year old friend, just calming and relaxing." 'Aphelios agrees, he felt like he knows you from maybe a past life. one where you where friends or even more...' You looked over to the moon, almost like it brought you together. "Do you think the moon wanted us to meet?" A silent laugh seems to leave his lips, a small joyous smile pulled at his lips as you could also hear the woman giggle. Standing on your toes, you softly kissed his lips, quickly pulling back. "Thank you for saving me from my own anger and sadness."

He felt her lips against his, quick and fast, but soft and delightful. Her words almost seem to fly over his head, as he just stared down at her. Slowly making her flustered, slowly pulling herself out of his arms and apologizing for stepping over the line. But he slowly places his hand on her cheek, making her eyes return to his. Slowly leaning down kissing her, longer them before as well as pulling her close. Strangers kissing in the moonlight, but to them, it felt they knew each other for so long. Slowly pulling back, a few seconds of silents before she softly laughed pushing her forehead against his. "Strange how we only have known each other for a good 20 minutes and here we are." She felt him laugh as he still caresses her cheek, as she leans into it kissing the palm of his hand. "Thank you." She softly whispered into his palm, her eyes looking into his. He shook his head after it nudging his nose against hers, silently telling her not to thank him anymore.

Viktor x GN!Reader x Jayce A love so soft.

"Viktor?"

"Mmh?"

"Care to sleep with me tonight?"

Looking up from the notes he was reading and writing on, his bags under his eyes were bigger than ever, his cheekbones on full display. He sighs, but nods, pushing the notes away from himself. Smiling, I opened the door to one of the side rooms, after seeing them pull all-nighters I made the cleaning closet into a small sleeping room for the both of them to use. I had my own lab but usually, I was found in their lab, my own project pushed into a corner as they worked tirelessly on their hextech dream.

A small grin was on my face as I had light up some candles, together with some sweet milk in the corner for him to drink. Hearing his cane hit the ground a few times I knew he was standing beside me. With a grin on my face, I turned around, seeing his eyes slightly widen. Kissing his cheek, I pulled him inside, helping him sit down as the beds were right onto the ground. Softly asking him if he needed help. The only answer I got from him is him leaning into my side, with a soft smile, I undid his tie. Whispering sweet nothing to him, telling him how proud of him I am, and to be lucky to have him in my life. Only for him to push a hand against my face, telling me to stop, covering his face, as he had turned red. Offering him an apology, undoing the buttons of his blouse, kissing his shoulder, folding it so he could wear it again later.

Telling him to sit up, I slide off the bed onto the floor, undoing his brace, softly massaging at the joints, a groan leaving his lips. Eyes staring down at me, and the only thing I could see in his breathtaking eyes was love and a certain kind of softness. Carefully laying away the brace, I helped him out of his pants, a small hiss leaving his mouth as he moved his leg wrong. Kissing his knee, his hand cupping my face, leaning into his soft touch, he slightly pulled on it telling me he wanted me to join him on the bed again. Climbing in, I crawled to the back, patting the spot next to me as I pulled out the sweet milk and my own favorite drink.

"Thank you, Darling."

Kissing his jawline, I hummed shimming into the covers, a laugh leaving Viktor, pressing against my side. Staring up a conversation about how far they are into their current project, but him also asking about my own project. As our drinks were emptied, Viktor was slowly falling asleep as I quickly undressed, I pulled the covers up to our chin his hands already reaching for me I chuckled, kissing his nose I blew out the candles. As soon as light left the room, Viktor pulled me into his chest, running my fingers through his hair, feeling him lean into my hands. When light broke our peaceful moment only for a soft and familiar voice to reach our ears.

"Seems we are finally getting some sleep, Viktor."

A groan was all he got, Jayce himself laughing, taking off his clothing crawling into bed. Pulling Viktor close to him, kissing the side of his head a pleasant hum left Viktors mouth, softly smiling at them. Pushing myself closer to Viktor, laying on my side pushing my legs under Viktors so his leg was resting, Viktors hand found mine.

"Hello to you too, my dear."

Leaning over Viktor, Jayce lips softly pushed against me, not leaving me behind in affection. As he pulled back I leaned up to him quickly giving him an extra peck on the lips. With a grin on his face, he plopped back next to Viktor, taking hold of my other hand, trying to pull me closer to the two of them. The conversation started up again, Jayce talking about the council and how they were super boring, Viktor chuckled his head laying on Jayces' shoulder, my chin resting on his shoulder. A soft smile present on my lips, I stared at the two, just so lucky to have them in my life. Jayce golden eyes were filled with love as he listened to Viktor talk, Viktor himself had his close, sleep was slowly pulling at his mind, words coming out softly. A hand on my cheek was what snapped me out of my mind, looking up at Jayce, a grin on his face, his thumb rubbing my cheek as it burned red.

"What is your beautiful mind thinking about, Love?"

"You and Viktor."

Viktors amber eyes opened looking at me, soft smile playing on his lips, hand moving to my neck.

"Sorry, I just... I love you guys so much."

Hands slid down my body as I leaned over them, bringing them into a hug, digging my face between their shoulders. Feeling them hug me back, soft whispers of how much they loved me too, never wanting to lose me and they would always be here for me. Sliding back, I kissed them, whispering against their lips again how much I love them. Fully laying back onto my place, their hands found my own, sleep finally settling in with Jayce and me. Pulling us closer, Jayce hummed, Viktor asleep, as I brushed his hair out of the brilliant scientist face, Jayce and I made eye contact, so much love in those golden eyes, as they slide close. I hoped this moment could last forever, save tucked away in the arms of my lovers.

what a life that would be.

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SFW Alphabet: Christian (Moulin Rouge!)

I was inspired to make one of these thanks to @parvulous-writings 😁 This is based on the movie version of Christian and it was really fun to imagine how I think he would act. I can totally see myself doing this again with a different character. Also, shoutout to @palfriendpatine66 and @elysabeththequeene for helping me when I got stuck 🫶. @elysabeththequeene writes a lot of Moulin Rouge fanfic btw and they're amazing! Tell me what y'all think!

A - Affection (How affectionate is he? How does he show it?)

If you look up the word affectionate in the dictionary there's just a picture of Christian. The man is SUPER affectionate! He would like nothing more than to always be within arms reach of you. As far as showing it, anything goes as long he can touch you. He likes giving and receiving subtle touches like letting your legs rest on each other while sitting or brushing hands when walking past the other.

B - Best Friend (What is he like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Christian is a very supportive and present friend. He values your opinion and asks you for advice or to read over his writing. The two of you could talk for hours about nothing in particular. You just enjoy spending time together no matter where or when. The friendship started when Toulouse invited you to have dinner with him and his friends. You and Christian didn't talk a whole lot that night but you felt a spark which only grew the more you hung out.

C - Cuddles (Does he like to cuddle? How does he cuddle?)

Of course he loves to cuddle! After a long day of work, he looks forward to decompressing by tangling his limbs in yours. He's fine with any cuddle position and especially loves laying in your lap while you stroke his face or hair.

D - Domestic (Does he want to settle down? How is he at cooking, cleaning, etc.?)

100% he wants to settle down though he's not skilled at cooking or cleaning. However, he doesn't expect you to pick up his slack. He's willing to learn so he can take care of you.

E - Ending (If he has to break up with his partner, how would he do it?)

Christian is a sensitive soul so if he had to break up with you it would tear him apart. He would agonize over the decision but ultimately would tell you face to face in private and be as gentle as possible. He would try to stay composed but would probably get misty-eyed seeing you hurt. Once he was alone, he would break down.

F - Fiance (How does he feel about commitment? Does he wanna get married?)

He is not afraid of commitment whatsoever and takes it very seriously. He is completely loyal to you and definitely wants to marry you. He's just waiting for the perfect moment to pop the question. He wants it to be magical!

G - Gentle (How gentle is he both physically and emotionally?)

Christian is the most gentle man you've ever been with. This gentleness extends to all living beings, not just the person he is dating, which endears you even more to him. He is very considerate and does things like shield you from the rain even it means he gets wet, or massage your feet after a tiring work day. Emotionally, he is great listener and always wants you to feel safe talking to him about your troubles.

H - Hugs (Does he like hugs? How often does he do it and what are they like?)

Christian is a hugger for sure! Greetings, goodbyes, comfort, celebration, you name it, he does it any chance he gets. He likes to engulf you in bear hugs and always rubs your back before pulling away. His body is soft so his hugs feel like you're sinking into a pillow.

I - I Love You (How fast does he say the "L" word?)

Pretty quickly, nor does he try to hide when he falls in love with you. He wears his heart on his sleeve. Once he knows that he loves you, he doesn't have a problem saying it.

J - Jealousy (How jealous does he get? What is he like when jealous?)

He's not an especially jealous man. He's very secure in his relationship with you and trusts you entirely. If he ever does feel a twinge of jealousy it's usually because one too many wealthy suitors have flirted with you. He knows that you can have someone more rich and successful than he is and he wonders if you'd be happier with someone who could give you the life he wishes he could. Luckily, it's not difficult to reassure him that your heart belongs to him alone.

K - Kisses (What are his kisses like? Where does he like to kiss you? Where does he like to be kissed?)

His kisses are passionate and a bit inept. He is new to the whole love thing after all. His lips are silky soft and he always kisses you like you're water in a desert no matter how brief the kiss. He loves to cup your cheeks and kiss your forehead. His favorite place for you to kiss him is, well, his lips lol.

L - Little Ones (How is he around children?)

He's very good with children and they pretty much flock to him! He would love to be a father one day.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with him?)

Mornings are a quiet affair. He wakes up early when he's working on a show and gets ready for the day as quiet as possible so as not to wake you. You wake up anyway, if just to give him a sleepy "have a good day" before falling back into slumber. When he doesn't have to rush off to rehearsal then you enjoy coffee and the morning paper together.

N - Night (How are nights spent with him?)

If mornings are quiet then nights are the exact opposite. The two of you make a mess in the kitchen while cooking dinner and singing all the while. Sometimes, you catch the latest moving picture at the theatre or dance the night away at the Moulin Rouge. When it's time for bed, you catch each other up on the day's events while snuggled close. You often awake alone in the middle of the night to find Christian frantically typing away on his typewriter, desperate to get his sparks of inspiration on paper before they disappear. You kiss him on the cheek and he guides you to sit on his lap while he writes. A cute gesture which never works well for long.

O - Open (When does he open up about himself?)

To reiterate, Christian wears his heart on his sleeve. He doesn't really have any secrets. If you want to know anything about him, just ask, and he'll be happy to answer. He's also a great conversationalist so he volunteers information about himself pretty naturally.

P - Patience (How easily angered is he?)

He's not quick to anger at all. Since he's a writer, he'd rather use words to solve conflicts.

Q - Quizzes (How much does he remember about you?)

Everything! Not just the things you tell him directly either. He pays close attention to what you say and do. You're constantly surprised by the little ways he brightens your day all because of a random comment he remembers you making .

R - Remember (What's his favorite memory with you?)

It's impossible for him to choose his favorite memory with you for they are all dear to him. One memory that holds particular fondness for him though is from early on in your friendship. He was working on a song and softly singing it to himself. You were sitting next to him and you laid your head on his shoulder like it was the most natural thing to do. You said you liked the feeling of his voice vibrating. Your touch made his heart feel like it would burst out of his chest. He knew in that moment that you were going to have a special place in his life.

S - Security (How protective is he?)

He has an average level of protectiveness. Of course he doesn't want his loved ones to be hurt or taken advantage of. If he feels like that is happening then he'll do what he can to remedy the situation.

T - Try (How much effort does he put in?)

For Christian, there's no such thing as too much effort. He's a sincere man who loves wholeheartedly. He would walk a thousand miles on his hands just to see you smile.

U - Ugly (What are his bad habits?)

He needs to dial back on the absinthe.

V - Vanity (How concerned is he with his looks?)

Not very. His looks are important to him only as much as they affect you. If he knows that he's going to see you then he primps and preens so you'll hopefully like what you see. (You always do)

W - Whole (Would he feel incomplete without you?)

What is a singer without their voice? Or a house without a roof? That is Christian without you. You are the very air he breathes.

X - Xtra (Random headcanon)

He likes when you read to him. Even when he's taking a bath, he'll ask you to sit with him and read a story.

Y - Yuck (Something he doesn't like in general or in a partner)

He doesn't like pessimists. He's a very optimistic person and people who constantly tear down others' dreams or can't find the good in anything aren't people he associates with.

Z - Zzz (What is a sleep habit of his?)

He receives a lot of inspiration from his dreams and keeps a dream journal.

I hope you enjoyed this! Anything you agree or disagree with? Let me know! I love talking about Ewan's characters!

SFW Alphabet: Catcher Block (Down with Love)

shoutout to my bestie @hellsalad for being a listening ear, helpful guide when I got stuck, and general inspiration for me to keep writing 💞

A - Affection (How affectionate is he? How does he show affection?)

Catcher is very affectionate and not afraid to display it publicly. He likes walking arm in arm or with his arm around your waist. When you hold hands, he periodically kisses your knuckles making you feel like royalty.

B - Best Friend (What is he like as a best friend? Where does the friendship start?)

Being best friends with THE Catcher Block means that you can truly say that you have friends in high places. He has the hookup for all the best restaurants, sports games, and nightlife entertainment. There's always something new to do when you're with him. He's a very fun and energetic person to be around. Your friendship began at the Know Magazine office. You were a junior journalist and had the great fortune of being paired with Catcher (much to his chagrin at the time) as your mentor. The friendship had a bit of a bumpy start but you showed a lot of promise in the field and impressed him. Now, it's hard to imagine never being friends!

C - Cuddles (Does he like to cuddle? How does he cuddle?)

Absolutely! He likes when you lay your head on his chest with one leg over his. He holds one of your hands with his and his other is wrapped around you rubbing your back. He's not really into spooning as he likes to see your face.

D - Domestic (Does he want to settle down? How is he at cooking, cleaning, etc?)

He's not eager to settle down preferring instead to enjoy the relationship one day at a time. It being the 60s, he most definitely doesn't ask you to move in with him before he puts a ring on your finger. He's not a good cook and mainly eats out or has the occasional TV dinner. He hired a maid to clean his bachelor pad but still keeps things tidy on his own.

E - Ending (If he had to break up with his partner, how would he do it?)

He would take them out to dinner and rip the bandaid off. He would try to spare their feelings by saying the cliche "it's not you it's me." or get them to to think that breaking up is their idea. He doesn't want the breakup to be nasty so that the door's still open for "sex a la carte" in the future. He's not heartless though, and if the relationship was a deep one then he'd mourn the end in private just like anyone else. (Ice cream and sad movies included).

F - Fiance (How does he feel about commitment? Does he want to get married?)

Catcher avoids commitment like the plague. He likes having many lovers to choose from like a buffet and being tied down would ruin that. He's one of the most desirable and eligible men in New York so he wants to have fun while he still can. Marriage isn't something that ever interested him until he met you. He can't help but feel like the two of you could make a beautiful life together. He's not yet ready to admit these feelings to you but giving up his lifestyle of rotational lovers in favor of exclusivity with you is a start.

G - Gentle (How gentle is he both physically and emotionally)

He's a gentleman so is very gentle physically. Of course he doesn't want to hurt you and loves pampering you at every opportunity. As far as emotional gentleness, he still has some learning to do. It's not that he enjoys hurting your feelings; far from it! But he's brash, arrogant, and used to getting his way which causes him to be insensitive at times especially to things he doesn't understand.

H - Hugs (Does he like hugs? How often does he do it and what are they like?)

He's not really much of a hugger unless you consider his embraces while making out "hugs." Catch doesn't hug often but when he does he usually opts for a side hug or a brief front hug if it's a friend.

I - I Love You (how fast does he say the "L" word?)

"I love you" falls off his lips easily....a little too easily. During his philandering days it wasn't an issue for him to say it to get what he wanted. Now, getting him to say it and mean it is a whole different ball game. Vulnerability is not one of his strengths. While the love he feels for you is genuine, it's still a new feeling for him. Be prepared to wait awhile to hear him confess his love.

J - Jealousy (How jealous does he get? What is he like when jealous?)

Catcher is a jealous man through and through. A bit ironic considering his background. He keeps his cool though and doesn't make a scene. He doesn't need to. Everyone knows who he is. A steely gaze and a snide comment is enough to send a suitor packing. When the two of you go out, you're practically joined at the hip and he makes sure everyone knows you're an item with his public displays of affection.

K - Kisses (What are his kisses like? Where does he like to kiss you? Where does he like to be kissed?)

Kisses with Catch are very heated and he loves making out anytime, anywhere. He likes to kiss a trail from your mouth, down your jaw, to your neck where he lavishes you with tender kisses and gentle bites. He likes to be kissed around his ears. It's a major weakness for him. His whole suave persona crumbles when you kiss the shell of his ear. Give him a nip and nuzzle and he's putty in your hands.

L - Little Ones (How is he around kids?)

Catcher says he wants a big family one day but how he acts tells a different story. Simply put, children and Catcher don't mix. Occasionally, a young boy who looks up to him will ask for an autograph and he'll oblige. Otherwise, he's content to not interact with them. It's in the best interest of his suits after all.

M - Morning (What are mornings like with him?)

Since Catcher started his "New Man" era, he knows that he can't spend the night with you as the temptation to *ahem* get to know you "all the way better" would be too strong. Therefore, on weekdays, your mornings together start at work. If he's not traveling, you share a pot of coffee in his office before starting your hectic workday. You guys chat about how your evening was, how you slept, etc. On weekends, he picks you up to go out for breakfast or you attempt cooking together which is always a fun experience.

N - Night (How are nights spent with him?)

Catcher takes you on a date somewhere new every night! He loves the nightlife and sharing new experiences with you. Sometimes, you like to have a more calm evening by enjoying an intimate dinner before slow dancing to his extensive music collection. He always walks you back to your apartment and you end the night with a lingering kiss.

O - Open (When does he open up about himself?)

When it comes to physical intimacy, Catcher Block is bar none. But emotional intimacy? Well, he's a tough nut to crack. His debonair persona, while flashy and alluring, doesn't have much substance. He is very keen on making sure that people only know about him what he wants them to know. It takes him several weeks to get there so it's very special when he does let his guard down and shares his heart with you fully. This vulnerability usually happens in the quiet moments of life together. Sitting on the veranda watching the sunset, reading together on a rainy day, or enjoying a quiet Sunday breakfast. Moments when he doesn't have to be The Man About Town™️, just your man.

P - Patience (How easily angered is he?)

99% of the time Catcher is cool as a cucumber. The 1% of the time he gets riled up is because someone insulted his sex appeal, journaling skills, or you. At that point you might as well step out of the way and let him do what he does best: destroy the offender with an exposé.

Q - Quizzes (How much does he remember about you?)

He's capable of remembering a lot about you, however, because he's had so many partners during his playboy days, he sometimes confuses an ex's info with yours 😬.

R - Remember (Favorite memory with you?)

Catcher's favorite memory with you is of the first time your bond began to form. You got to accompany Catcher to Japan while he worked on an article. It was there that you both were introduced to karaoke by the man you were interviewing. It would be offensive to turn him down so you nervously went through with it. Turns out, Catcher is actually a good singer! The two of you grew more comfortable as the night went on and even sang several duets! Catcher was impressed with your willingness to put yourself out there for the job. Belting his heart out with you by his side felt like magic.

S - Security (How protective is he?)

He's not super protective. He knows that you can take care of yourself. If you couldn't, then you wouldn't be in the cutthroat world of journalism. Of course, that doesn't mean he won't always have your back.

T - Try (How much effort does he put in?)

Catcher is a man who believes in going above and beyond. It's how he become the best journalist in New York after all. He applies this mentality to anything he sets his mind on. Or in this case, anyone. He pulls out all the stops when wooing you and even after you start going steady. Of course, he doesn't want to seem like he's trying since that would ruin his laid back persona. But in his heart, he's genuinely eager to please.

U - Ugly (What are his bad habits?)

Let's just say that putting others first is not second nature to him. It's not that he goes out of his way to be selfish, he's just never had to share before. He's used to going where he wants and doing what he wants whenever he wants. He hasn't had a relationship deeper than a fling so thinking about how his decisions affect you doesn't really cross his mind. This also leads to another bad habit which is assuming that what he wants is also what you want.

V - Vanity (How concerned is he with his looks?)

VERY! Never a hair out of place or a wrinkle in his wardrobe. He's sexy and he knows it and you best believe he flaunts it.

W - Whole (Would he feel incomplete without you?)

He would be heartbroken if your relationship didn't work out and he does miss you when you're apart. However, he would be able to bounce back eventually though you'd always have a place in his heart.

X - Xtra (Random headcanon)

He's not quick to cry but the song "Moon River" never fails to make him misty-eyed.

Y - Yuck (Things he doesn't like in general or in a partner)

Catcher is very open to new experiences. His motto is: "I'll try anything once, twice if I like it" (wink wink). Therefore, someone who prefers living in a set routine or refuses to step outside their comfort zone isn't going to last in a relationship with him.

Z - Zzz (What is a sleep habit of his?)

He's a wild sleeper. Limbs all over the place, tossing and turning, all that jazz. He's also a blanket hog.

i still can’t get over the fact that there are people who don’t read self insert fanfics, & just fanfics about character ships???

you’re telling me you can sit throughout a whole fanfic without wanting to be there 😨

I love him

So much so

That even though

He is gone from my arms

My love for him lives in me

As grief

Because all grief is,

Is love that has no where

To go

So I will gather it in me

Until I can give it to

You again

A soothing thing for you

Poison for me

⇝ 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘰

RUN AWAY WITH ME, JOHN

(I think about this scene between Arthur and Mary often but i cant handle to write angst🙁)

John watched you. It was almost as if he was admiring your courage for a moment, but you couldn't be too sure about what was going through his mind, not when he was as still as a statue frozen in time.

Running away from your troublesome life to start anew with the only person you needed in your life seemed appealing, even to John's eyes. The family you had made along the way was the only thing holding both of you back, but if you want to live a better life, you have to make the necessary sacrifices.

The cowboy standing before you took a sharp breath in – he had considered running away with you before, yet now that you've made it come to reality, he wasn't sure why he was hesitating.

Every thought was now crossing his mind in just a few seconds. Thinking about how much freedom could come with starting a new life with you, but at the same time, there would be consequences.

John felt some tension leaving his body as he released a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

“I'll follow you.” You felt a wave of pure relief wash over you as you read his lips before the sound of his rough voice could reach your ears. His body language gave away everything he didn't allow to escape – his posture mimicking yours as he relaxed his shoulders, resting his hands on his belt as he held your gaze.

He embraced the idea like no other; after moments of hesitation, John realized that was what he was born for; to run wild and free from the law or a gang that was now causing itself to crumble to pieces. It was useless to stay here when almost everyone had run off to live a better life and start anew – so why couldn't you do the same with him?

Being a part of this gang wasn't an easy task, constantly on the run with people other than yourself to care about. The unfair sacrifices, the losses of human lives along the way left your soul anything but unbruised.

The soft wind worked in his favor, tousling his wild hair and sending a few strands across his face. It wove effortlessly through his dark locks, as it did between the leaves, leaving a quiet melody in its wake while some of them gracefully fell on the ground.

Everything comes to an end, the only thing you can control is whether you are content with the life you had before it's your time to fall.

John was aware of the kind of life you wanted to lead, and he wanted to play a part in it, have a place in your memories, and make new ones together.

credit: @dear-november19 <3

M A R C U S L O P E Z M A S T E R L I S T

OR

M A T H E O R I D D L E M A S T E R L I S T

currently playing- forever favourite

annoying face

The readers on her phone relaxing after spending all Saturday on homework, and she opens tiktok and watches edits edits of her boyfriend and watches some for like hours and then he walks in- (stay with me bestie-) and she dosent notice, and she’s gotten really horny, needy and turned on *cough* maybe she goes on character ai to try to make her miss him less and she’s just super horny- he sees her watching edits of him and it’s just super smutty? [by annon]

warnings-

modern au, he's famous, smut, undergarments [help], previously annoyed reader, sitting on his face-, what are you even doing here? go study or touch grass or smthn

dating matheo riddle

just basic head cannons, there aren't any warnings, pretty sfw :)

HOUSEWIFE HCs

Gender Neutral Reader

HEAR ME OUT PLEASE

Iori is a relatively quiet person excluding when he is causing CHAOS in the KOF tournament

He wouldn’t IN THEORY love the idea of relying on someone else

But bfr if someone was willing to fund your life while you did whatever you wanted wouldn’t you accept?

Now, down to the good stuff

He’s a decent cook

Nothing spectacular but you won’t be starving🤒

EX. He has definitely tried cooking with his flames once jus bc of curiousity(the place almost burnt down)

RIP if ur vegan/vegetarian though(he loves meat-based foods)

Will help with anything you need

May or may not seem annoyed by it but he’s really not it’s just his face💀

Absolutely adores cats so you’ll have at least one roaming your halls

Dw though he’ll primarily take care of it

When he finishes with house-care and cat-care he’ll relax by a window playing his bass

He’ll totally teach you too if you’re interested

If not he’ll play for you when you’re off from work

Idc what anyone says Iori is a FASHION GOD

Every outfit EATS.

Will (If asked) plan out your outfit

No children.

It’s not that he’s bad with kids

Biological or adopted doesn’t matter

He just doesn’t trust himself to properly raise a kid

Reserved for just a “fur-baby/babies”

He’s grateful for your support and everything but is still pretty standoffish

Very sparse with affection at first

He’ll adjust it’s just that he doesn’t have many people close to him

Sticks to hand holding or small pecks on the cheek

If you were to legally get married

He’d switch to your surname without any complaints

He might not say it everyday but he truly does share a strong and passionate love for you and will do his best to make sure you don’t forget it to a certain extent

In Another World - MHA x Reader

A/N: This is my fist fanfic I've ever written so I apologize if it's cringy and all that. I just wanted to write some of this for fun, I know that there might be some words that shouldn't go where they are supposed to be but I'm just testing the ropes. Hope you enjoy and all. This fic is posted on Quotev under the username:

InsertName (InsertName89437)

And on Wattpad under the unsername:

What- (@Someone__random)

Key:

Y/n - your name

b/n - brothers name

s/n - sisters name 

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POV: Y/n

Location: Minnesota, USA

Date: ##, ##, ####

Earth - 2097

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Everything happened so fast, one moment I was walking on the sidewalk to school until I ended up in a hospital bed fighting for my life, literally. I got here due to an incident that will forever change my life. 

It started off when I was getting ready for school at 6 am. Yes, 6 am because I have three other siblings and two of them; my older brother and younger sister; love to take up to almost an eternity in the bathroom. 

Having the strength I needed, I got up and made my bed, went to a show and other bathroom business, went back to my room and got dressed. My outfit for today was black leggings, white Airwalks with white low socks, a tight gray shirt, an oversized brown hoodie, my red glasses, the ring that had my name engraved in it, and finally, I did my hair into a ponytail. 

I then went back to my room to grab my forest green backpack that has whatever I needed for school and other random stuff. 

Walking into the kitchen, I ate some breakfast and went on my way after saying my ‘goodbyes’ and ‘I love you’s’ to my parents. 

My siblings were still in bed due to the fact that I decided to walk to school instead of taking the usual bus that came to pick us up at around 7:25. 

The walk to school is usually around 30 minutes. So, I pulled out my phone with an anime YMHA themed case and checked the time; 7:00.

“I should get there in about 30 minutes.” I noted myself as I went onto Spotify and played Hamilton's musical playlist, popping in my ear buds as I walked my way out of the neighborhood and began my trek towards school. 

My parents think that having an All Might themed, and an Eraser head themed phone case was weird, and that I should’ve bought a book or something at Barnes and Nobles. But it’s whatever, I guess. 

It’s not like I’m obsessed with that anime only though, I also like Demon slayer, Tokyo revengers, and Attack on titan. The fandoms are okay, except for Mha’s fandom. It makes me want to bleach out my eyes and pour holy water on them. Other than that, I actually like it.

At least I’m not like any other typical (your ethnicity) 15-year-old girl who likes to be out on the streets doing who knows what. 

As I looked around, I noticed that I’m just under the bridge. Not even at the half point yet, and so to save some time later on I ran across the road after looking both ways to get to the other side and continue on my way.

“Why does the school system request we bring textbooks home?” I complained while walking. 

I finally made it to the fairgrounds, and it was already 7:30.

“Shit I’m goanna be late!” I said as I sped past the fairgrounds and by the time, I finally made it to the crosswalk that separated me and the school it was already 7:50.

“Dammit, only 5 minutes before the first bell.” I thought as I waited for the cross guard to say I could cross.

“Can’t these cars go any faster?!”  I say in my mind as I check the time; 7:55. I only have 5 minutes before I’m officially late for school. And I really don’t want my parents yelling at me for that.

As if a god heard my prayers, the cross guard let me cross the street.

I started speed-walking across the street until something decided to body slam me hard while taking all my breath away. And guess what, it was a Ram truck that rammed into me. 

“Too much ram not enough dodge” I thought as my body flew across the street a couple of meters.

I finally landed with a thud and felt pain and only pain throughout my entire body. It feels like I’m there but I’m not there at the same time.

As I lay on the road like roadkill, I began to hear a lot of commotion at the same time. I hear what sounds like doors slamming, people shouting and a lot of gasps here and there.

Was this the way I was going to die? On the road? I mean, at least give me some time to make my will and shit. 

I then felt myself being shaken by someone, telling me something inaudible.

What felt like forever to me but only 5 minutes to the people around me, blue and red flashes of light were seen and sirens were heard. 

It all sounded very faint to my ears, but I could still hear it.   

I felt myself being lifted up from the ground and onto something softer. That's when I noticed that it was a stretcher and that the ambulance had come. I felt being transported into an ambulance and as the doors closed shut, the paramedics/medics surrounded me and started doing something. 

They started asking things or talking but it was hard to hear, and so I closed my eyes and lost consciousness. 

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I finally woke up.

Sitting up straight I look around to see the room dark. “So, it was night.” I thought to myself as I noticed some type of plastic bracelet on my ankle.

“So, I am in a hospital.” I say to myself. My body still hurts like hell though, and only now do I notice that I have an oxygen mask on.

I look down to my arms and see PICC lines intact and connected to a blood bag.

“So, I am dying…” I thought as I looked around once again. I find a balcony this time, and so I pull out the lines and take the mask off and head my way towards the balcony.

Opening the screen door and closing it behind me, I notice a rocking chair, making my way towards the chair and I finally sit down. 

Looking up at the sky, I begin to just talk to the stars and the moon as if it were my family. 

“I remember having a rocking chair at home, it was blue and white. Dad and I would always sit outside late at night like this. Enjoying our own company.”.

Silence, so I continue to talk more.

“Oi mom, do you remember that one time I burnt the beans? Huh, I always seemed to blame you for it…I’m sorry….”.

“Hey b/n, s/n, b/n. Sorry for being a prick to you guys. I really do love you guys…I’m just bad at showing it.”

Tears flowed down my face. I’m goanna miss them all. Mom, Dad...b/n, s/n, b/n... 

I start to feel my eyes closing shut, and so with my last breath I say:

“.... I’ll be sure that I’ll say ‘hi’ to grandpa for you guys………”.  

As I said those last words, my eyes finally closed shut from the world I used to live in, now falling into oblivion.  

“I can finally rest properly now.”

E̸͕͑̌̊́̎̾͘͝͝r̷̛̍̓̄̽̀̓̓̒͘ͅR̶̨̞̥̘̞͙̠͔͗̎̑̋ọ̸͔̪̅̓̍̇̈́̄̔̍R̷̛̗̻̆̽̾̑̈́̈̉͒͘͝ ̸̡̞̳̱̯̦̖̂͐̓ ̴̺̥̌̍̽̋͋́̾̀̾̋̇ ̸̢̧̭̤̯̥̙͍̰̟̟̹̈́̅̎͊̀̏͐̀͝͠ ̷̡͎̻͔̙̙̞͚̬̈́̈́͗̌́͒̋̐̅ ̵̧̧̗͕̩̣̤͔̟̀́̏̅ ̸̧̢̪̗̞̫̺͚̲͓̞͕̯͛̅̂͒͑́̓̂̓̔͋͜͠ ̴̝̺̽̽̎̎̄͂̿̇̏̃̈́̊̃̚̕͝ ̶̘̥͉̼͛̑̽̈̾͌̈́̒͜ ̵̢̢̨̛͎̳̪̠̞̙̩͉̯͑̈́͒͗͜ͅ ̵̩̹̰̠͉̤͓̗̝́͋̔͗͑̃̅̓̾̆͘̚̚ ̵̨̯̭̬̩̺̣̭̽͠ ̶̨̧̮̖̗̫̟͙̮̰͂͂̑̔̕͘ ̸̲̲͉͍̲̩̻̲̝̯͕̬̈̍͌̔̕ ̸̢̡̢̝͓̘̳͚̟̻̬̰̼͐͊̿͒̑͗͗̑̑̃̑͗͌͝͝ ̴̜̘͈͖͔͉̹̲͌̉͛̇͌̑͜ ̵̬́͒̒͒̂̽͘ͅ ̶̢̤̩̬̿̊̇̉͋̄͛͂̾͆͝͝͝ ̸̨̢̡̭̗̠͕̺̼̬͎͕̮͚̓͌̊̄ͅͅ ̶̫̗̠̗̩͌͌ ̶̱̗̐̂͋ ̵̹̙̣͖̩̘͈̻̤͉͖̒̓̀́̈́͑͒̅͜͠ͅġ̷̛͍̖̝͋́͐̈́͗̐͋͐̏̀̓͝Ļ̸̞͙̘̥̼̥̹̩̫̬̣̻̿̈̿͋̊͂̅̓̓̆͊̓́̿͛̊͜͝ͅi̴̧̛̙̦̇̅̀̈́͜T̶̨͎̹̮̮̀͐̈́̇̊̂̔͛̚͠͝ç̶͇͙̓͒͌̾̏͂͗̽̈́̈́̈́̀͘͝͝H̵̤̬̲̭̪̝͉̺̳̦͈̼̖̺̹̳̱̎͊́̆̃͠ ̴̤͎̇͑̒͒̍̐̇̋̓͗͛͘͘̚͜ ̸̧̯̱͖̟͊̃̒̌̂̇́͋̐̀̍͆͋͌͝ ̶͕̱̦̥͈̣̳͇̮̦̠̭̙͇̦̐̋̿̈͐͒̕̚͝ ̶̫̳̮̝̻̄̄̔̈́͐̋̆͜͜͝͝͠ ̴̛̥̩̼̩̝͕̥͕͈͎̹̍̓̌̎͒̅͊̕̕͝ ̵͍͖̥̮͍͓̱̠͒̅̾̀̂͗̌̀́ ̴̨̛͈̭̲͍̘̮̘͉̪͉̖̰̦͓̈̏̑̑̍͗̏̾́̓̉̈́͆̋̚͝ ̵̢̤̗̱̀͐̿̏͘̚ ̶̢͚̯̻̯͇̘̳̞̳̲̯̩͖̪̋̔̔̌̏͂̆̈́͘͜͠ͅ ̷̡̛̦̟̼͙͔͓̰̒̉͆̀̉̚ͅ ̸̨̧̘̳͉̫̳̥̹̩͊̈́́̅̂́͐̕͝ ̴̫̐͒̓̂̾̀̅̄͐̕͝͝͝ ̵͈͇̻̗͇̖̗̐ ̸̨̨̹͙̩̱͇͕̟͚̘̟̱̋͋͜͠ ̴̧̨̡̥̹̦͚̙͇͙̮̱͉́͊̊̇͛́͒̆̒͆̍́̎͊̽̀ͅ ̸̨͖̪͚̼̥̀͝ ̴̠̤̻͒̀̓̃̈́̌̇̋̾́͗̋̽̌̽͜͝ ̸̡̢̨̟̱͉̩̰̰̜̦̳̖̮͈̉̌͒̎͊̌͊̏̏̿͗̄̀́̇ ̶̛̪͔͕͇̆́̾͆̈̄́̂ ̴̡̡̛͎̳̝͚̻̗͉͓̼̩͕̜̝̘̽̈̀̒̍̆͆́̒͋͋̕̚̚̚͝ͅ ̴̨̛̪̬̇̀̀̐̓́͗̌̚ ̷̨̺̞̙͓̣̺̲͑̎̿̉̍̇̑̇̔̓̈̕͜͝ ̷͓͓̖͌̉̔̅̄̐͊͋̄̎͂͗ ̶̨̧̦̩̳͚̹̖͉̣̱̰͕̱̻̯̀̀͋͛͒́͋̋̀͝

I open my eyes.

Wait, didn't I just die? All I see is white. Just white.

Looking around in confusion I thought, “Is this really what happens after death?”. I don’t see anything but white, and it makes me sick. 

I now look at myself, I’m still wearing the same clothing I died with. And I still have the things that I died with, which included my backpack, phone, and earbuds. 

I finally look down to my hands, specifically my middle finger on my left hand. There layed a silver ring that has my name engraved in it. It was a gift from my dad. I ran my other fingers from my right hand along it and felt tears consuming up in my eyes, ready to go down like a raging river. I wipe the tears away before they could fall, no use in crying now.

Looking up, I let out a loud gasp as I saw a figure standing right in front of me. It was about average height, and it didn’t have any physical appearance other than the shape of a regular human.

“Are you Jasmin?” they asked. I was stunted, but nodded slightly as it then continued to speak.

“Do you wish for another chance?”. 

“...What do you mean by another chance?" suspicion started to seep into my mind as I asked that question to them. 

“Another chance at life, in another world.” they simply said as if it were so obvious. 

I was bewildered, another life in another world. They seemed to sense my hesitation because they spoke again.

“I know it sounds too good to be true, but I offer this to those who didn’t get to live their life to the fullest. So, I’ll ask you again, Jasmin. Would you like another chance?” 

Giving it some thought, it didn't seem like such a bad idea. Infact, I think this is the perfect chance at where I want to live again.

“Can I keep my memories and choose which world I want to live in, along with the timeline?” asking them while having an idea of what I want. 

They seemed to think about it for a second and slightly nodded their head. And so that was the moment where I went full on anime mode on it.

“Alright. I would like to live in the MHA world and grow up during the time where all the characters like Midoriya and all the other characters are growing up. And that should be around the year ####. I’d also like to have a hero worthy quirk as well so that I can become a hero or something. I’d also want to be able to live in Japan, anywhere that works as long as I’m close to UA. And I’d like to keep my normal appearance but other than that, I’m done.”. I end that with a serious face while looking at them. They began to speak back to me in response, “I don’t think you know how this works-”, before they could even finish, I gave them a dead serious look.

“Man, I’m dead. At least let me live in a place where I choose.” I said as they finally gave in., they began to put their hands together and all sorts of colorful lights surrounded them. After a minute or two, they finally opened up their hands and revealed a black and yellow pill in their hands.

“Once you swallow this pill, you can’t go ba-” before they could even finish their sentence, I already snatched that pill and swallowed it whole. Nothing happened for a hot minute, but I started to feel off. My vision started to get blurry and black spots started to cloud my eyesight and soon enough I was in the void again.

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POV: Y/n

Date: (Your birth date, minus the year)

Location - Tokyo, Japan

Earth - 2376

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As the effect took place, it finally began to fade away. I opened my eyes to be greeted by adults surrounding me. One of them was holding me up, a woman. And beside her was a man. I looked around at the other adults and realized they were doctors. So, I was in a hospital after all.

“I think we’ll call you, y/n. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” the woman said while the man smiled happily along with her. The doctors around us were congratulating as they got some paperwork out. At that moment I realized that one of the doctor's faces had not two, but three eyes. And that’s when I realized that I was where I wished to be.

In the Mha-world.

| | | | Well, I'll be posting more and keeping you all up to date, see ya!

fucking smartass characters dumb>>

warnings: male reader, any gender for {{char}}, character getting dominated, sub!char, dom!reader

They were helping you with your homework after school today, because you were failing advanced math. He degrades your ability to solve the problems and laughed in your face if you told home to help you solve the problem when you got it wrong. As you kept coming back for more help, one day you snapped and pinned {{char}} against their couch, watching smugly as {{char}} squirmed underneath you.

How pathetic!

Their beautiful eyes looking up at you, both nervously and aroused, feeling a problem stirring in their pants/skirt. You sense their aroused feelings towards you, you then rub your knee against their sex. {{char}} let out small moans as you press your knee harder against their sex.

should i continue this??

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 ~ 𝙻𝚊𝚔𝚎

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑠， 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜， ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢，𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒．．．

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚜𝚆𝚒𝚏𝚎𝟽𝟽𝟽. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎.

𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷𝟼𝟾𝟺

𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛

Narrators' P.o.v:

Your feet slam against the cold stone pathway as Aurora drags you by my arm down to the river. It's about 6 in the morning and she decided to drag you down to the river for an early morning swim. Not that you're complaining though. You've always had sort of a connection with water you guess? The way it flows around you, the refreshing feeling of fresh water on your fingertips, the way it moves when you practice bending.

You snap out of your thoughts when you feel the ground under you change textures, switching to the cold sand you know from the lake. Aurora lets go of your hand once you get to the beach, tossing her towel on the dock that extends a couple of yards out into the water. She runs full force off the deck, tucking her legs to her torso with one hand and squeezing her nose shut with the other.

"CANNONBALL!" she yells as she jumps off the dock. A small grin spreads across her face as she emerges from the water, hair soaking wet. She shakes like a dog before turning to you and giving you a grin.

You set your towel down on the dock and walk to the edge, sitting down and swinging your legs over the dock plunging them into the cold water. It feels fresh on your skin like a cold breeze on a hot summer's day.

"Y/n get in the water already!" Aurora whines.

You swing your legs back and forth, testing the water before lifting yourself off the dock and sinking into the water. You dunk your head under the water letting it soak into your hair, emerging from the water, you run your hands over your face pushing your hair out of the way.

As you have your eyes shut to avoid getting water in them, you feel the cold water splash onto my back. You turn around slowly your jaw dropped. "What the hell Aurora?!" you yell, "You were already wet anyway!" she yells back defensively, her hands raised above her head, surrendering. You splash her back aggressively but not enough to hurt her and she covers her face but ends up getting water in her eyes anyway as you continue to splash her. « Stop itttt! » she screams, but you don't stop.

You use your water bending to pick up a ball of water, bringing it over to her and letting it go.

"Aahh! Y/n! Why would you do that?!" she yells, wringing out her hair.

"You deserved it." you shrug a small grin spreading across your face. You swim back over to the dock and climb up onto it while Aurora is still in the water.

You watch her for a couple of minutes in silence before she turns to you to say something "Do you want to go into the town today? For like a girl's day?" she asks while doggy paddling over to you.

"Yeah sure, any specific reason why?" you ask, tilting your head to the side slightly.

"No not really," she climbs over the edge of the dock and walks to the shore, she picks up her towel and wraps it around herself. "Is it illegal to want to spend time with my sister?" She asks sarcastically, raising one eyebrow.

"I mean no but I don't recall a time you didn't have other reasons to hang out with me," you stand up from the edge of the dock and turn around to face her, crossing your arms.

She rolls her eyes and turns away from you starting up the beach and to the house. You run up to catch up with her and you get to the house shortly. Once you get to the house you open the door to a heavenly aroma coming from the kitchen. You walk into the kitchen and take in a big whiff of, pancakes? You're not sure.

"That smells really good Mom," You say leaning against the doorway. "Thank you, sweetie, it's chocolate chip pancakes." She says as she flips a pancake. "Do you want any?" She turns around to face you. "No I'm good," Yourespond shaking your head. "I need to go take a shower. But I'll have some after." you walk to your room and into the bathroom connected to it.

After you take a shower you wrap yourself in a towel and pick out an outfit from your dresser.

The outfit:

(You can choose a different one if you don't like it this is just a suggestion btw)

You walk into the dining room again where your sister is sitting at the table reading the newspaper. She looks up at you and a mischievous grin spreads across her face.You raise one eyebrow at this.

"What?" you ask as you slide onto the bench against the wall at the dining room table. She turns around the paper and doesn't give you time to read it before talking excitedly, "The prince is choosing his wife today Y/n!" she blurts out wiggling her eyebrows in your direction, "you need to get over it already, it was just a childhood crush. Nothing more, and anyway I don't have an ounce of attraction to him now. I mean with all the horrible things he's done, he doesn't even interact with his people! If I were a princess I would actually connect to my people..." you mutter that last part.

"I know, I know," she says as she waves her hand dismissively, "but you have a chance to be princess technically, I mean with the whole having to choose his wife today thing." she stabs a piece of pancake with her fork and shovels it into her mouth. "He has been very picky about his spouse, he even rejected Luna of the water tribe. LUNA! She's gorgeous." she shovels another piece of pancake into her mouth and you grimace.

Mom slides a plate to you full of steaming hot pancakes and you give her an appreciative smile. "Yeah. You wonder why he has? Cause he's stuck up. I mean he's been waited on by servants his entire life, he's probably a whiny man baby that can't do anything for himself." you stab a piece of pancake with your fork and shove it into your mouth.

"He would be a dreamy man baby either way," she plops her head into her hands "I mean have you SEEN him after he got rid of that god-awful ponytail?"

You shake your head disapprovingly, "First of all don't call him dreamy you should stick to liking boys your age, and second of all I have but it doesn't make it any less of a horrible person and worse ruler." you take a sip of my water. "Personality is a huge part of the attraction as well as looks."

She sighs and rolls her eyes at your statement. "What if he's not a horrible person? How do you even know he is anyway? It's not like you've actually met him before."

"He hasn't exactly proven himself to be a good person, he's made horrible decisions for the safety of his people just for more power."

Obviously.

"What if that was his dad or someone else? You don't know if it was him," she says furrowing her eyebrows.

"Y'know what fine, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt. But the moment he does something that would prove my point I'm going right back to hating him." you finish the rest of your pancakes and bring my plate over to the dishwasher placing it in with the other plates. Aurora follows shortly after you, putting her plate in the sink, "I wonder who he's going to choose though." She leans against the counter and faces you. "Just think it could be anyone in this town, at least the girls his age. It could be you!" She throws her arms up in the air dramatically while saying this.

"I'd rather not it be me," you say my voice laced with repulse. "I mean to be quite frank marrying a man I just met is nauseating. The lifestyle wouldn't be half bad though, the dresses, the money, the palace, seems pretty great."

She scoffs at your statement, "Who cares if you don't know anything about him? You probably wouldn't even have to interact with him half the time. He would be bust with all his lordly duties or whatever. You would basically just be a trophy wife, something to boost his image."

"I'd rather not be treated like an object, knowing there's so much wrong with the nation and not being able to do a single thing about it would quite literally put me in a mental institution." you turn away from her, heading back over to the table and sitting down again. "How soon do you want to go into the town?" you ask.

"In like 5 minutes," she lowers herself onto the chair next to you while saying this. "Are you going to drive us or do we have to walk?" She asks, obviously hoping it's the former.

You try to resist a smile fighting itself onto your face at her obvious favor to driving, "Don't worry I'll drive us there." you say slightly shaking your head.

"Great!" She responds shooting up from her chair and making her way to where we keep our shoes. You make your way over there as well, grabbing a pair of navy Converse and cramming your feet into them (Converse are actual hell to put on). You quickly put your hair up with a claw clip and tie your shoes just as Aurora finishes putting hers on.

You walk out the door and you close it behind you, walking to the car where Aurora is already sitting in the passenger seat. "Ready?" you ask as you get into the driver's seat. You buckle your seatbelt and turn to her as she nods. "Ok," you respond and press your foot to the gas pedal.

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𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 ~ 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙰/𝙽: 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍. Word count: 1295 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙�…

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗? Warnings: none, A/N: this is not my work, my it’s my sister’s from Wattpad Narrator's P.O.V: Oh god... You tu

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 ~ 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍.

Word count: 1295

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛

Narrator's P.O.V:

The drive to town is peaceful, it always is. With the music playing on the radio and Aurora shutting up for once in her life it's basically heaven on earth.

But then you get into the town.

Don't get me wrong you love living so close to the capitol of the Fire Nation, the dense variety of people, the fresh food, the festivals, and just the culture in general, but it can get a bit chaotic at times. It's a very bustling place. People always seem to have somewhere they need to be immediately.

Today seems like a chiller day, the weather is perfect and people seem to be calmer than usual. There are only a couple of people that you can see from your line of vision, an older couple, a mom and two children, and an old man walking with a cane.

You park on the side of the street and pull your keys out of the car. You gather up all your stuff and place it in a tote bag you brought. You step out of the car and close the door behind you, walking over to Aurora.

"Where do you want to go first?" She asks while slinging a bag over her shoulder.

"We should go to the boutique," You respond. We can't exactly afford it but it's fun to see.

"Ok!" she responds eagerly and starts skipping towards the boutique, she's always loved the town and is practically begging you to take her every day, and we do end up going most days.

You pick up your pace to catch up to Aurora who is about a block ahead of you now and we come to a stop. You look up to see the familiar swoopy letters spelling out boutique in fancy cursive on the sign above the shop. Aurora walks into the shop and the bell dings above us as the door swings open. "Welcome in you two!" the shopkeeper says as Aurora briskly walks from dress to dress examining every single one with care, "Good morning Miriam," You wave at the older woman who runs the shop. She has gray thinning hair and a bony frame but somehow is still glowing in her old age.

"Any new shipments?" You ask while leaning against the front desk. Miriam has gotten used to our visits at this point and doesn't seem to mind when we don't buy anything.

"I got some new dresses for some of the girls to wear during the prince's choosing of his spouse." She shakes her head, "About half the girls in the city are going to be dressed up for him, the other half couldn't care less!" she lets out a small laugh at this. "I wouldn't either, I already told Aurora but being forced into a marriage isn't exactly as glamorous as the books make it out to be," You look back at Aurora who is now trying on different hats in the mirror. A smile spreads onto your face before you turn back to Miriam, "There's just so many factors that could go wrong. Not liking them, them being abusive, cheating. It's too much to even think about,"

"You're always looking on the darker side of things when it comes to a relationship Y/n, you're always such a bubbly person but when it comes to relationships you only think of the worst-case scenario, why?" She leans against the other side of the counter giving you a look that says even if you don't tell me I'm going to find out, she always does.

"Honestly I'm not completely sure, I've heard so many horror stories about guys who have done crazy things in relationships. One time a girl told me her ex snuck into her house and lived under her room in her basement for a whole month before they found him!" a hint of worry flashes across your face even thinking about that.

"You do know that those things don't happen as often as you think right? People tend to focus on the bad  things and lose the good along the way." She looks into your eyes before walking around the counter and placing her hands on your shoulders, "I'm sure that whoever you end up with will be great." She says with a reassuring look on her face.

You nod your head slightly and look up at her, "Thank you, Miriam." You say a small smile on your lips.

She lets go of your shoulders and turns to Aurora and walks over there to start talking to her. You tune out their conversation and go over to some of the dresses on the rack. You're flipping through them when a pearly white dress catches your eye. It's floor-length with bits of see-through fabric flowing down from the side and sleeves of the same material.

The dress:

(If you don't like it imagine something different.)

You pull the dress from the rack and walk over to the mirror holding it in front of your body. It is perfect, everything about it. It's the perfect length, color, fabric, everything. You do a spin still holding the dress to your body and the fabric flows like something from a storybook. You run your hands over the silky fabric before placing it back on the rack where you found it, sighing.

You turn away from the array of dresses and to Aurora and Miriam, Miriam holding a dark red dress in front of Aurora and looking deep in thought. A slight giggle comes out of your mouth at the scene when you see Aurora reaching for a completely different dress than is held in front of her. You make your way over to them and just stand to the side to watch the scene play out.

"No no no," Miriam scolds Aurora "this one will go better with your color palette." She knocks Aurora's arm back to her side but she raises it up again.

Aurora starts whining "But Miriammm, that one is prettier!" She points to a light blue dress and reaches out for it. "No, not for you." Miriam slaps her hand away again. You walk behind Aurora and put your hands on her shoulders, "She's right you know? That dress would look better on you." You peek out from behind her to look in the mirror. "Fine! Fine..." She mumbles begrudgingly.

After a couple more dresses are shoved in front of Aurora we tidy up the place and say our goodbye to Miriam, exiting the shop. You follow Aurora into an old antique store where we look around for a bit at different trinkets and other things. While we are in the shop you hear some girls talking about something that catches your attention.

"Who do you think the prince will choose to be his wife?" The girl on the left asks, she has long blonde hair and brown eyes and is wearing a gown.

Probably from Miriam's.

"Probably one of those stuck-up rich girls that go to school with us." The girl next to her says while rolling her eyes, they both look about 17. Too young to even get picked by Prince Zuko.

Before you can hear the rest of their conversation Aurora grabs you by the arm and drags you out of the store, mumbling something about the shop owner. You're not paying attention until she taps you on the shoulder aggressively obviously trying to get your attention.

"What?" You ask, whipping your head around to face her.

Oh god...

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𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗? Warnings: none, A/N: this is not my work, my it’s my sister’s from Wattpad Narrator's P.O.V: Oh god... You tu

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 ~ 𝙻𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜…

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𝐼𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜’𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 1 ~ 𝐿𝑎𝑘𝑒

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 2 ~ 𝑇𝑜𝑤𝑛

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 3 ~ 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛?

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗?

Warnings: none,

A/N: this is not my work, my it’s my sister’s from Wattpad

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛

Narrator's P.O.V:

Oh god...

You turn around to a massive crowd of people that came seemingly out of nowhere.

"I think the price might be coming," Aurora says, staring out into the crowd trying to spot the royal family.

"You think?" You say bringing your hand up over your eyes to shield them from the sun. People fill the streets as far back as your vision goes, craning to get a look and the bachelor.

"I feel bad. For the girls, the majority of them won't even end up getting chosen. They'll probably end up beating themselves up, thinking they aren't pretty enough or something. It's heartbreaking honestly, no girl should have to go through that."

She just nods still peering into the crowd. "Wanna bet on who he'll pick? Feature-wise, it would be impossible to predict the exact person.” Aurora offers.

"Sure." Scanning the crowd my eyes land on a specific girl. Blonde, blue eyes, gorgeous.

In the past Zuko has dated one girl. That girl was Mai. So his wife will probably have her features.

"Black hair," I say all of a sudden, and Aurora turns to me with her eyebrow raised.

"What makes you think that?" asks Aurora.

"Educated guess. Based off of past girlfriends, or girlfriend I suppose."

With her jaw slightly dropped she turns to me, "That is FOUL,"

"What it's the truth?!" you defensively say back, and turn back to the crowd.

Suddenly Aurora takes your hand and drags you forward

"hey!" you say, in a slightly louder tone. "Where are you planning to go?"

She doesn't answer and just continues weaving through people carefully.

Well, this will be fun, you think, mentally rolling your eyes.

The girl weaves through the crowd eventually making it to a tall light post and hoisting herself onto it, gesturing for you to join her.

You plant your foot on the hard surface and step up, being careful to not lose your footing.

The crowd is still dense but at the new advantage point you can see slightly farther, and this includes a... carriage of some sort.

In a couple of seconds, the object comes more into your line of sight and you now realize what it is. Or rather what it is carrying.

The current fire lord and his close family, including Azula and Zuko sit in the vehicle, Azula waving to people as they pass and Zuko sitting still. He has a look on his face that looks, in the most simple terms, undecided, a mix of stoic and anger.

As the carriage moves closer you can tell that both Zuko and the Firelord are scanning the crowd thoroughly. Probably looking for a girl up to Zuko's standards. One they know is of age.

A couple of times the princess points into the crowd at girls but the prince rejects them every time.

"See what I said about him being picky," you whisper to Aurora and she stifles a laugh.

~

Zuko's P.O.V:

I don't understand why I can't just stay unmarried, it's not like the world is going to end if I don't have a spouse by the time I become Firelord.

I have great people skills.

Scanning the crowd my gaze lands on a couple of young women about my age. They're pretty but the second I make eye contact with them they squeal and make a big deal about it to their friends. Then they don't seem too pretty anymore.

I would rather I don't have a fan girl for a wife. It would just be... weird.

Don't get me wrong I don't want my wife to hate me but being obsessed with me before she even knows me is a bit unattractive.

My sister taps my shoulder to get my attention and points into the crowd at a young woman's wife with long black hair and tanned skin. The minute I look at her she faints, and I shake my head.

"This is stupid Father, why can't I just go wifeless," it's a bit of a risky question but I ask it anyway.

"I know very well that you cannot work a room, and you can cook and clean but refuse to," Father says, his voice filled with regret.

"Why would I do useless things like that when we have servants?" I ask and my father just shakes his head and turns back to scanning the crowd.

This is so idiotic...

~

Narrator's P.O.V:

As the family inches closer to you the crowd also seems to flow with them, some people pushing through it to follow them.

You could never...

Suddenly you lock eyes with the princess and maintain eye contact for a few seconds before looking away, you don't want her to kill you or something.

She nudges her brother who is right beside her and points right at you, making eye contact again.

Zuko scans the area she pointed at until his eyes land on you and they slightly widen for a fraction of a second. He gains his composure and examines you from head to toe glancing down and slowly raising his eyes back up again as if he needs to force himself to.

Weird

Once he raises his eyes back up his father is already beside him also looking at you and you try not to make a fool out of yourself in front of the entire royal family. Trying to read their lips is not as easy as it seems as they talk quickly and in brief sentences. "Her?... Pretty... and Go." Is all you can make out from your attempts. The family doesn't take their eyes off of you as they continue talking.

Strong arms suddenly wrap around you and you struggle thinking it is some sort of criminal before you get a glance at the clothes they are wearing, the royal guard uniform?

When you turn your head you see Aurora also being taken away by a different guard as you two are pulled backward. In turn, the crowd parts behind you watching the scene play out, whispers and murmuring spreading throughout it.

Fuck.

~~~~~~~~~~~♕♔~~~~~~~~~~~

𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐...

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 ~ 𝙻𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜…

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 ~ 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙰/𝙽: 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍. Word count: 1295 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 Narrator's P.O.V:…

💫🌷Flowers for you•°~

Sucheon Kang × Reader

[User: SCHNKXG, Wants to send you a message!]

Said the notification that popped up on your screen. "Is this at my main or business account?" As someone who runs two accounts for two completely different reasons, You ask this question to yourself a lot to avoid any incidents of messages being sent to the wrong person at the wrong account.

You swiped down the notification and looked at the small text on top that determines which account of yours received it. Business account. You clicked on the notification and read the customer's message.

"SCHNKXG: Is the Everlight bouquet variation still available?"

"🌷Hi customer! Thank you for contacting Shelter of Flowers through our official Instagram account!

Yes! The variation Everlight bouquet is still available! Would you like to place an order?" You replied with the thought of the customer being someone familiar thanks to their username, The account having no profile picture nor posts and on private doesn't help satisfy the curiosity unfortunately.

"SCHNKXG: Yes, I'll be placing an order for that bouquet."

"🌷Certainly! Would you like the bouquet to be made of paper, crocheted yarn, or real flowers? Would it also be a small, medium, or large bouquet?"

Shipping might take a while... Wilting or nearly wilted flowers isn't ideal at all... Having it crocheted will take long too... "SCHNKXG: I'll have it made from paper, Can I also know the price range for the sizes and variation type?

"🌷Certainly! Here is our price range:

-Bouquets: Crocheted, made of paper, real flowers.

•🌷: ₩1500 [Small, 1 to 10 flowers in total]

•🌷: ₩2500 [Medium, 10 to 15 flowers in total]

•🌷: ₩3500 [Large, 15 to 20 flowers in total]

•🌷: Custom [Negotiable]"

"SCHNKXG: Would it be weird if I gave the receiver a large bouquet?"

Your head slightly tilted to the side as your brows furrowed, "Personally, that would depend on the circumstances/relationship you have with the person you're going to give the bouquet to, Maam/Sir."

"SCHNKXG: Right... Would it be alright if we went with your judgement? I'm not great with matters such as this."

Oh they're inexperienced, Cute that they're trying though. "Of course! It may be a bit of a personal question however, How would you describe/what is your relationship with the recipient?"

"SCHNKXG: I know deep down that I do have feelings for them no matter how much I deny it, I don't want them to know just yet either considering how we're not even that close.. And I'm afraid of doing something that would make them feel uncomfortable."

Sometimes you just want to close down your shop with how jealous your customers make you feel, Yet, Playing a small part in your customer's love story makes you happy too, For the beauty of running a flowershop is seeing the efforts of people make someone feel loved, thought of, and cared for; dead or alive, In a romantic relationship or not. The bravery to confess despite the uncertainty of it, The happiness, Effort, Care, and Love that comes along with it is something who's worth is unmeasurable, Would I get to receive flowers one day too? Dreaming about him gifting me flowers wouldn't hurt to do right?

"I suggest starting off with a small bouquet with a dedication for them :)!"

"SCHNKXG: Okay, We'll do just that."

"🌷Noted! Please fill out the form sent to complete order details!

•🌷Customer Name:

•🌷Order Details: Everlight Bouquet [S] [W/Dedication] [Paper]

•🌷Address:

•🌷Contact Information:

•🌷Method of Payment:

1). Electronic Money/Transaction

2). COD

•🌷: Dedication message:"

"SCHNKXG: Name: Sucheon Kang, Address: --------, Contact Information: ---------, Method of Payment: 1."

Sucheon...? You placed your phone down to the side, staring at the ceiling as you lie down on the soft mattress of your bed. Well thats a new level of hurt...

That's one thing hurtful when you run a flowershop, sometimes the person you like will order a bouquet from your shop for someone special to them. And we can't say that the special someone is you.

But why Sucheon Kang? out of all the people you could've liked why him? Why him of all people? Why did you like the hot-headed and prideful heir of Baekdu? Is it because of how he looked at you in the eyes with acknowledgement every single time? How he treated you like an actual authentic person and not just by an assumption of your character? Or something deep that struck right through you that weaved you to him immediately? Everything perhaps?

What should I even say? I don't want to seem like a creep or an obsessive stalker. I mean my name wouldn't be put on the note but still... Sucheon paced around his room, thinking.

Your phone vibrated against the mattress, catching your attention. Right, he didn't send the dedication message yet and must've typed it last. He must've sent it now- HOLY SHIT?

"SCHNKXG: I like you, [Reader]. -Someone who admires you from afar."