looking rather dashing i must say

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Due to extenuating circumstances, Obi finds himself Titled, Landed, and with a... home... all his own.

The carriage lurches to a halt, and for one, singular moment, Obi screws his eyes shut and hopes they’ve gotten stuck in the muck. He can handle incompetence; he can’t handle –

The door swings open. “We’re here, my lord.”


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Perfect for Me- Aaron Burr x Reader

Part Two

She caught his eye from the beginning.

She was running alongside her sisters, laughing and twirling. Her smile lit up the town, and for Burr, it was contagious. Y/N Schuyler- the young woman he was determined to win over.

As he approached the group, the youngest Schuyler turned to her sisters, her eyebrows furrowed and her bright eyes fixed on the approaching man.

“Who’s that?”

Angelica rolled her eyes. “Aaron Burr. He’s been after us since the day we met.”

Y/N nodded, looking curiously at him. Burr watched as she studied him, her eyes scanning his

physical appearance. As he grew closer, he began to hear their conversation.

“He looks nice,” Y/N commented, smiling a little.

“He may be handsome,” Peggy replied, pulling her sister back a bit. “But he’s only after us for our wealth.”

“Good afternoon,” Burr said easily, standing in front of the girls.

“Hello, Burr,” Angelica replied in a bored tone. “What possibly could you have to say to us this time?”

“I just wanted to introduce myself to your lovely companion.” Burr grinned, looking at Y/N. “I haven’t seen you around.”

Y/N cleared her throat and stood a little taller. “This is the first time my sisters have allowed me to come with them into the city.”

“Then allow me to introduce myself. My name is Burr- Aaron Burr.”

“Y/N Schuyler,” she replied.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we really must be going,” Angelica said, grabbing her sister’s arm.

“Of course,” Aaron smirked, bringing Y/N’s hand up to his face and kissing her knuckles. “It was a pleasure to meet you, Y/N.”

“Likewise,” she stuttered out before her sisters dragged her away. For the rest of the day, a huge smile rested on her face.

Y/N studied herself. She ran the comb through her hair again, making sure it looked shiny and that every curl stayed in place. Eliza, who was standing behind her, smiled.

“You look beautiful, Y/N.”

“Not as beautiful as you,” Y/N replied, looking back at her sister. “I don’t know how you manage to keep your hair so neat!”

Eliza shrugged, giggling. “I suppose I was simply born to be this beautiful.”

Y/N laughed. “I suppose so.”

Eliza placed a gentle hand on her sister’s shoulder. “It will be fun, Y/N. Don’t worry.”

Y/N had no idea how Eliza had known about her nerves, but she nodded. “I hope so.”

“Abandoned by your date?” a smooth voice asked from behind her. Y/N turned around to find Aaron Burr. She couldn’t help the smile that lit up her face upon seeing him.

She meant to say something witty but instead said what she had been thinking. “Aaron! It’s so nice to see you again!”

Burr laughed, kissing her hand. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, Y/N. How have you been.”

Y/N instantly began to talk about anything and everything. Aaron smiled and laughed in the right places, and was absolutely enchanted by her. He noticed little things about her, he memorized the little quirks she had while talking.

“Are you listening?” she asked after a while. He blushed.

“Yes, yes,” he said. “I was just infatuated by your appearance.”

Now she was the one turning red. She let out a soft giggle. “Thank you, Aaron. I must say, you do look very dashing in your uniform.”

He chuckled. “I was rather pleased with my appearance myself.”

They talked for so much longer, the party was almost over when they separated.

“Y/N, I haven’t seen you all nigh- oh.” Angelica looked over Burr, eyes narrowed. “Hello, Mr. Burr.”

“Miss Angelica,” he said with a smile. Y/N found herself a bit jealous at the way he looked at her, though his arm was wrapped securely around her waist.

“Y/N, Mother is ready for us to go,” Peggy said, appearing suddenly. Y/N jumped a bit, making Aaron chuckle and pull her tighter against him.

“But, we just got here!”

Eliza, who arrived just as spontaneously as Peggy, laughed. “Y/N, the ball is ending in just a few minutes.”

The youngest Schuyler’s eyes widened. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” she turned to her companion. “Aaron, I am so sorry, I’m afraid I must be going.”

Burr nodded. “May I write to you, Y/N?”

She blushed yet again, nodding eagerly. “Yes, yes!” she laughed as her sisters pulled her away.

“You can’t be with him,” Angelica said with a frown. “He’s no good for you, Y/N.”

“How can you say that Angelica,” Y/N whispered to herself. “When he’s so perfect for me?”

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Ménage à trois

Originally posted by biathenas

Pairing: Bela x Reader x Dean
Word count: 1,583
Request: @sandlee44 I would like a Bela x Reader x Dean story added to your other character list. I loved Bela and thought she and Dean should have hooked up
Warnings: Swearing, smut, threesome 

Dean made you giggle as he leaned you back, giving him a perfect view of your cleavage. You were currently working a case which required the two of you to get all dolled up. And boy was your boyfriend in love with it. You’d allowed him to pick out your dress and accessories. You were in a floor length black gown.

With that, he chose a simple necklace that brought his eyesight to your chest, earrings that matched, and a bracelet. For heels, you picked simple black ones. Your hair was left in loose curls, your make up reminiscent of the 1940s.

Getting all dressed up wasn’t something you were able to do a lot in your line of work, so you cherished when you could. Especially when it made those gorgeous green eyes devour you like that. You smiled up at him as the two of you moved around the dance floor, his arm lovingly around your waist. “You’re the most beautiful woman in here.” He smiled at you.

“You’re already getting laid, Dean. No need to sweet talk me.” You teased. “Although, I must say, I do like the sight of you all cleaned up like this.”

“I agree. He does look rather dashing.” A very beautiful woman with a British accent came over. “My name’s Bela. An old acquaintance of Dean here. It’s been too long.” She smiled at him. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to this ravishing woman?”

You blushed as her eyes looked you over. “I’m Y/N, Dean’s girlfriend.” You smiled at her.

Her eyes seemed to scream trouble, and you wanted in on it. “Well, Y/N, I do hope I’ll be seeing more of you.” She winked as she walked off.

Dean pulled you close to him and looked down at you, smirking. “You think she’s hot, don’t you?” He chuckled.

“How could I not?” You replied bashfully.

Leaning down, his lips brushed your ear. “Go upstairs to the study, I’m going to give you exactly what I know you want tonight.” He breathed in your ear, making you whimper. “You do want your tongue on her dripping pussy while I pound into you, right?” You felt him smirking, knowing the effect he was having. Pulling away, he smiled. “I’ll be there shortly, sweetheart.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and wandered off to find the British beauty.

It wouldn’t be the first time that you’d shared a woman with Dean, and it wouldn’t be the last. However, that accent turned you on like nobody’s business. You watched him walk away for a moment, biting your lip at the view before you made your way up the stairs. No one batted an eye at you, as they had all seen you mingling and dancing all night.

You slipped quietly into the study, growing wetter at with the anticipation of what was to come. Sitting on the edge of the desk, you watched the door, willing it to open. Finally, Dean stepped in, Bela with him. “I was wondering when you’d get here.” You smiled as Dean locked the doors.

Bela smirked at you. “Like I’d turn down an invitation like this.” She told you, setting her clutch down on a small side table. “First, I think we need to get you out of all those layers.”

“I think I’d like to help with that.” Dean grinned, moving towards you. His hands moved you away from the desk enough for him to get behind you. He moved your hair to the side, his lips brushing against your neck as he slowly started to unzip your dress.

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I’ll Think About It

He couldn’t count the amount of times he had proposed to her

Chapter 14: The Rise & Fall of Roy Mustang’s Mustache 

“Um, Captain Hawkeye?”

“Yes Fuery?”

“The Fuhrer fell asleep at his desk again.”

“Thank you for letting me know, I’ll take care of it.”

Riza sighed as she rose from her desk and let herself into Mustang’s office. Sure, Roy was no stranger to napping during the day, but that was when he was colonel. Not that he wasn’t important back then, but his new rank certainly had given him more responsibility and Riza knew he only slept at the office when he was overwhelmed. Before it had been extra research, now it was that in addition to spreading himself too thin. He tried to hide from her the best he could, insisting he could balance the usual duties of the Fuhrer as well as several side projects. Try as he might, there simply weren’t enough hours in a day and she wasn’t about to let him make himself sick or risk the press seeing him like this.

“Sir?” she said sternly, clearing her throat. He jolted awake, attempting to make it look as though he hasn’t just been passed out.

“Hawkeye, yes, you’re here for the case files?” if his messy hair didn’t give him away, his voice did.

“I collected them two hours ago sir,” she said gently. “Sir, if you need to leave early to catch up on your sleep, we understand.”

“Nonsense, captain,” he insisted. “I can’t let my team pick up my slack.”

“If you keep falling asleep, that won’t be optional, sir. How can I trust you’ve read what you’ve signed when you keep dozing off?”

“I’m fine,” he said firmly. “Besides, it’s just this week.” That’s what he said last week. “It’s a little hectic, I’ve been visiting the orphanage more often and state alchemist exams are coming up, these are things I need to oversee personally. I assure you, my work will not suffer.”

“If you say so,” she was not convinced. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you: if you fall asleep in the office again, there will be consequences.”

He smiled at her. “I assure you it won’t happen again.”

It did.

The very next day, Riza walked in to find the fuhrer, leaning back in his chair snoring. What could she do? True, her job was protecting him but she couldn’t spend her entire day keeping him awake without falling behind herself. Needless to say, paperwork did little to keep him alert. As much as they joked about, he knew she wouldn’t ever actually shoot him for falling asleep, so how could she follow through with her threat?

Suddenly inspired, Hawkeye acted quickly. True, the whole thing was rather childish of her, she hadn’t acted this way since the two of them were young but its how she knew it would work. She was almost giddy, though unworried about being caught should he awaken. She finished quickly and excited his office as if nothing was out of the ordinary and sat at her desk to wait.

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