We keep saying Celaena Sardothien is gone. That she is dead and with Sam.
But even so, Celaena shows up time and time again.
When she talked with Arobynn
When she talked with Rolfe
When she “learned” about Arobynn’s death
Even a little bit when she fought the Valg in the Pits
So really, Celaena isn’t dead, she just is dormant.
And because of this, I don’t think it will be Aelin who Rowan finds when he goes to save her from Maeve. Instead, he will find Celaena.
Now, this distinction is key, because Celaena is the person who endured Endovier, who could survive the darkness and the whipping. She is the one who has endured the pain that Maeve will make her go through. Not Aelin.
Aelin became Celaena to save herself and her Kingdom and to survive. So I think, to save her kingdom as she has done before. And to survive, I think Aelin will become Celaena. I think that is who will emerge from the iron coffin and who we will meet when ToG7 comes.
FAHC Gavin whose at a deal, in full Golden Boy mode, all smiles and sharp wit. One of the boys are with him, acting as bodyguard, but Gavin doesn’t think he needs it. The deal is going wonderful, splendid, the other guys are eating out of the palm of his hand. Gavin is about to tie the deal up in a neat little bow when he sees it.
An unholy screech comes out of his mouth, setting everyone off, guns raised and on red alert. While they are looking around for the threat (eyeing each other, was this a trap?), Gavin prances (fucking prances) over to where a kitten is and scoops it up. Cooing and smushing the cat against his face, phone raised to snap a selfie.
The boy that’s playing bodyguard (most likely Ryan or Michael because Jeremy can’t make too much a deal of it when he does the same thing only with dogs) just. Facepalms. Because of course Gavin would pull this shit during an important meeting. The asshole can’t help himself.
And Gavin feels no remorse. Not when the other crew demands an apology (or a favor from the Fakes. Which. Geoff would laugh in their face if he wasn’t so busy fuming) for almost causing a shootout. He doesn’t even look sorry when Geoff and Jack pull him aside to chew him out for potentially ruining a big deal or worse, ruining his reputation.
It doesn’t help that Lindsay fist bumps him and demands the pictures Gavin took so she could squeal about it too.
Requested by @memento-amare: “How about reader and Jason meet in a bookstore and bond over similar taste in books? Just a note the “friends to lovers” trope would be really cute here, but I am gonna leave that up to you lol“
It’s a true statement to say you’re an avid book lover. Fiction, Non-Fiction, Historical, you’ve read every genre. Though your favorites being classic Literature. You couldn’t get enough of it. So your parents owning a book store was a god send.
Except for when they were out of town, leaving you to tend to the store and it’s customers, most of those being regulars. Very rarely you’d get someone new to visit your parent’s quaint corner bookstore.
It made things rather boring, especially now.
Leaning against the counter, chin resting in your hand whilst re-reading your personal copy of Pride and Prejudice. Hearing the bell above the door ring you called, “Welcome to [L/n] Family Books, if you need anything feel free to ask” not bothering to look away from the page.
Completely unbeknownst to the handsome, blue eyed, six foot, raven-haired male to just enter the store.
He went on about his business skimming the shelves as you continued on with reading about the flaw that is Mr. Darcy’s pride. Stuck in the book until you were lured away by a deep voice.
“Excuse me” eyes flickering up from the page to meet stunning blue hues. “Oh, uh, sorry.” Setting the book down. “What can I do for you?”
“Don’t worry about it. Do you know if you have any Hemingway?” Shocked a bit at the author. Not many people around his age, which must be close to your own, read the legend unless they were assigned too. “Oh yes of course” stepping from behind the counter.
Heading to the Classic Lit section. “Anything in particular?” you glanced back at him. “Yeah, The Sun Also Rises?” he questioned.
“Ah, a good choice” you smiled stopping in the front of the bookshelves. “You’ve read it?” he inquired.
“I have, I was surprised to hear you request Hemingway. I don’t normally get requests for it for people under 40.” You chuckled.
“Looks like we’re both two of a kind then” he smiled. You reached up slipping the book from it’s place. “I guess so” handing it to him
“Awesome” he smiled whilst skimming the first page. You took the moment to get a full look at him. He had to be at least six foot, and his arms were huge! Damn he looked solid. Eyes immediately catching the white streak that ran in the front of his hair. You couldn’t help but wonder if it was natural.
Realizing your staring you blushed before saying, “I can ring you out whenever you’re ready” making your way back to the register.
“Thank you, uh” he paused where a name would be. “[F/n]. [F/n] [L/n]” holding out a hand.
He took it, “Ah, [F/n]. I’m Jason. Jason Todd”
You smiled before retracting your hand and returning to your own book. Once he was finished he found two more books and came over. You were impressed by the roster. Devil in the White City, The Sun Also Rises, and Martin Dressler.
“Oh wow I love this book” You commented picking up Devil in the White City. “Really no way! I had to get a new copy of it my brother spilled his coffee on it.” He laughed, a genuine smile gracing his face.
“Oh my god I would commit murder” You laughed totaling up the books. “Trust me I came close, my other brothers had to hold me back when he told me” You laughed, not realizing how true the statement actually was.
“Well your total is $21.09“ you smiled as he pulled out his wallet. “I’m going to have to come back here, usually I’d be paying like $30 for three books” handing you the money. Putting it in the register and giving him his change. “You should, it’s not often we see new faces. Everyone has gone online but I don’t get how you can enjoy a book without paper”
“I know right. But I really should go before my family thinks I fell down a well. It was nice meeting you [F/n] I hope it’s not the last time” taking yhe bag before sending you a charming smile. “I hope that too” smiling back before he made his leave.
And it was indeed not the last time you’d see Jason. He started by visiting once a week, then it was twice, then it was every other day. He really had taken a liking to the store and you guys became friends by bonding over books. Often recommending books for the other, you had even helped him pick out a book for someone named Alfred who’s birthday was that week.
Every time he came in when you were there you’d always insist on helping him even though your parents offered.
And today was no different. You were doing some re-stocking in the back when you heard the door chime. “Good morning Mr. and Mrs. [L/n] is [F/n] here today?” he asked coming to the counter.
“Good morning Jason, Yes –” your mother began but you emerged from behind the curtain. “Good morning Jason” you greeted with a smile. Your parents chuckling at the timing. They were well aware of your feelings toward the man, able to tell the first time they saw you helping him.
“Well we’ll leave you both to it. We’ll finish your restocking” Your father smiled before retreating into the back room with your mother.
“So what can I do ya for today?” grinning at him. “Hemingway? Shakespeare?”
“Uh I’m actually not here for books today“ Scratching the back of his neck nervously.
“Really, what’s up?“ Face contorting into one that of confusion. “I was actually wondering when your lunch break was?” not meeting your eyes.
“Oh” feeling a heat rise to your cheeks. “It can be really whenever” smiling at the ground. Both shy like a couple of teenagers.
“Well uh, would you like to, um” meeting your eyes. “God why am I nervous I feel like I’m in high school” he laughed as you did the same. “Okay lets try again. [F/n] would you go to lunch with me today? You know, like a date?”
You blushed before bashfully smiling at the floor. “I’d love too” meeting his eyes again.
“Great, would you like to go now?” he asked gesturing to the door. “Yeah, sure. Let me get my coat” turning and going behind the counter. Slipping you jacket on and grabbing your bag.
Poking your head in the back room, “I’m taking my lunch break be back soon!” yelling to your parents. “Okay sweetie have fun” your mother called back.
Meeting Jason’s side again he offered you an arm, “Shall we?”
Masquerade III: The Rules of the Game – Part 5 (Jungkook x Reader x another BTS member)
One must know the rules of the game, in order to come and play.
!! If you haven’t, please read the first two sagas in this series: MASQUERADE & Masquerade II !! [There will be spoilers if you read this story first.]
Summary: With Club Masquerade’s original hosts “graduating” one at a time, it’s up to the newcomers to pick up the slack and keep the customers happy. And who better to take the reins than the notorious Red Mask’s prodigy, Jeon Jungkook. But things become a bit difficult when you come into the picture, with your desire to do research on the rules of love and dating through your experience with your host. Will Jungkook be able to satisfy your curiosities… or will someone else?
Jungkook x Reader x BTS member [Read on to find out who >:P] (ft. Jimin & Hoseok) CEO au, Host au, Cop!Kook au Fluff & Smut
A/N: Hey everyone ~ this one’s long again so I put another “Keep Reading” link so let me know if it isn’t working ^^ This is straight up SIN (You have been warned)…I’m sorry…Enjoy ~ and stay hydrated LOL.
say something had stirred inside of you after having sex with Namjoon would be
somewhat of an understatement. Rather than “stirred” it seemed that
it had been unleashed… unlocked.
There was a gnawing need inside of
you. Like that one time hadn’t been enough. Like you were intoxicated and
obsessed with chasing after the high, the pleasure, the satisfaction that you
had felt in that moment. But what worried you was that you knew that moments
and feelings hardly ever replicated themselves to the same degree, and to
expect the same feeling would be setting yourself up for disappointment. Yet
you still hoped; you still searched.
Every time you met with Namjoon, it
would end up with clothes strewn on the floor; your limbs tangled around each
other, like both of your bodies knew no other place other than each other’s.
When your frustration was so great,
you turned to Jungkook, who more than happily consented to your advances. He
was well aware of your feelings for Namjoon and of your great thirst and search
for physical intimacy. Most of the time, you and Jungkook would meet at the
Club, neither of you daring enough to initiate anything at work, not sure
whether it was something that crossed the other’s thought, and certainly not
wanting to cross that line.
Until one day, your growing heat got
the better of you.
As far as logical went, you always
thought your mind was in full control of your body, but it seemed that those
many years of tight reign had dissolved with a single taste of worldly
pleasures. And you couldn’t think of any reason to deny yourself, especially if
all the parties involved were on the same page and in the loop with everyone’s
desires and circumstances.
And so, seated side-by-side with
both of your backs to your co-workers, you and Jungkook were brainstorming some
ideas for improvements in marketing and advertising, which you had to pitch to
Mr. Jung and Mr. Park by the end of the week. You crossed your legs in an
attempt to dissipate the throbbing of your center as flashes of heated nights
with Namjoon and with Jungkook separately seeped in. Licking your lips, your
eyes flickered over to Jungkook’s concentrated expression and pursed lips. You
silently argued with yourself about the consequences of being caught in the
workplace and possibly pushing Jungkook too much out of his comfort zone,
especially when he wasn’t Nochu. But before your mind could register it, your
hand began travelling down to Jungkook’s muscular thigh.
You find out that Shiro’s birthday is on a leap day but ‘won’t’ have one this year. You decide to change that and give him the best non-birthday yet. (Modern AU)
You’re jaw dropped staring at Lance and Keith.
“What do you mean he doesn’t have a ‘real’ birthday this year?” disbelief in both your voice and plastered on your features.
“You’re his girlfriend, shouldn’t you know this?” Lance pointed an accusing finger at you. “Yeah but he never said it was a leap year, he always just told me it was the 28th” you confessed, falling back in your chair.
“He’s not really find of his birth date so he always tells everyone the 28th not the 29th.” Keith cleared up for you. Still feeling slight betrayal.
“Is this why he never wants parties or anything?” Lance asked as Keith nodded.
“Oh he’s getting a party this year, and he’s gonna like it” pulling out your phone and finding a few necessary numbers.
“Who’re you calling?” Lance peeked at the screen of your phone. “The others , it might be short notice but I’m throwing Shiro a surprise party” a mischievous smirk on your lips.
“I’m pretty sure he hates surprises. He likes to have everything in control remember?” Keith reminded you, but you didn’t care. It will be some payback for lying about the date. Surprises always made him a flustered mess and you were looking forward to that now.
Luckily you were able to pull everything together in a matter of two to three days. The plan was you’d get him out of your apartment, just taking him out to lunch and keeping him busy. While Lance, Keith, and Pidge decorated the apartment, Allura got the cake, and Coran & Hunk planned out dinner. It was flawless. Everything was set and all that needed to be done was the execution.
The morning of February 28th you woke up like any other morning. Shiro had his arms around you and pulled into his chest protectively. Letting out a sigh as the sun rays began to make you stir.
Your eyes fluttered open, after adjusting to the new light filtering in.
Looking up at whose arms you were wrapped in, smiling when seeing his peaceful expression. Though you noticed his eyebrows furrowing as the light met his face now.
Glancing at the alarm clock on your night stand. 10:34 it read, you had to have him out by noon. Meaning you had to elicit consciousness from him.
Running a hand through his messy morning hair. Gently playing with the ends of the white strands. Seeing a smile pull at the corners of his lips. “Good morning” his voice was deep and thick with sleep.
“Morning birthday boy” nuzzling into his chest. His arms tightened around you. Giggling you placed kiss on his chest, trailing up until you reached his jaw. “Okay I’m up” he met his dark grey eyes to you [e/c] ones.
“Good” smiling you kissed him. Before pulling away and slipping out of the bed. He groaned, “Come back” watching you slip on a pair of sweat pants under the shirt, which was his, you were wearing.
Walking over to stand by his side of the bed, “I’ve got a whole day planned, so get up, get dressed, and maybe we can do this later.” pecking his lips before retreating out of the room, hearing him chuckle behind you.
You took him out to his favorite restaurant for lunch, and everywhere you could think of to distract him. It was around five o’clock when you got a text from Lance. You were at the museum checking out the new constellation exhibit.
Of course it suited Shiro perfectly. So he was a bit torn when you said “Let’s go home”
But he went anyways. The walk back consisted of the both of you talking and joking around. He was curious however because of your constant checking the phone. Though he didn’t question it just carried on the conversation.
Reaching your apartment building, you both boarded the elevator a huge grin plastered on your face.
“What’s got you so smiley?” he rose a suspicious eyebrow at you.
“Nothin” You stated, rather unconvincingly. “Oh because that was convincing” he teased, intertwining his fingers with yours.
“You ask too many questions, come on” Tugging at his hand as the elevator opened.
Sliding your key in the lock and shoving the door open. The lights were still off and you walked in cautiously, to make sure not to trip over any balloons or anything.
As soon as he stepped through the door the lights flicked on and everyone in the room jumped out yelling “SURPRISE”
He about jumped out of his skin, letting out a yelp, becoming flustered and embarrassed. Just the revenge you wanted.
“Oh god guys” He laughed looking around at his friends. “Who?”
They all diverted turned attention to you. Smiling sheepishly up at him, “So that’s why you had so much planned” pulling you against him.
“What can I say? I’m good at day planning. And I’m good at getting my revenge, thanks for the little yelp back there” A mischievous glint in your eyes.
“Revenge? For what?” He chuckled, punching his shoulder “Not telling me your real birthday you goof”
“But it doesn’t matter now, lets have some eat dinner, have some cake, open gifts. It’s your kinda birthday after all.” Pulling him into the living room with the rest of your friends.
After eating and very horribly singing happy birthday, that last thing to do was gifts. Some gifts were thoughtful, others were gag gifts. But nothing was funnier than Lance’s. Giving Shiro an envelope and small box. “The box is for you guys to share” simply stating, neither of you expecting it to be a box of condoms with a note with a winky face on it.
You died laughing as Shiro just turned bright red and thanked Lance with a stutter. Meanwhile you were still laughing, it proving contagious and the whole room joined you.
Shiro had to admit it was a pretty nice non-birthday. But it wasn’t over yet. Deciding to get one last blush out of him when it was just the two of you.
Sneaking away from where he was doing dishes in the kitchen. Grabbing Lance’s gift from the living room coffee table.
“Hey babe” calling as you walked back into the kitchen. Coming to his right side and running a hand down his metal prosthetic. “What do you say we cash in Lance’s gift tonight?” twiddling the box between your fingers
It was too damn easy to get him flustered, “Would you quit that” he laughed before going to snag the box from your hand. Quickly pulling it back you teased, “If you want ‘em you gotta catch me” before running out of the room.
He chased after you yelling your name. Trapping you in the living room. He wrapped his arms around your waist and began to pull you with him. Though you were expecting to be pulled back to the kitchen. However he made an unexpected turn toward the bedroom.
When he saw your expression change, he smirked “You still have to give me a present”
The next morning Shiro woke up, only to find you missing from his arms.
Sitting up he looked around the room to see the floor cleaned of the scattered clothes from the previous night’s activities. Slipping out of the bed he found you cooking breakfast in the kitchen.
Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, “What’s this?”
“A birthday breakfast” you chuckled, causing a confused expression to grace his features. “But my birthday is over”
“Technically you don’t have a birthday this year. Sooo, since we’re not sure if the day before or after the 29th would count as a birthday, I decided to make both special” turning in his arms.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, he smiled at you lovingly “You know I love you, right?”
“I do know that birthday boy part 2. And I love you too” pecking his lips.
“Best birthdays ever” he mumbled against your lips. Before connecting them for another time.