So here is a bunch of AU’s that I’ve collected over…. a long time. Enjoy

Awkward Meetings

  • I broke your nose in a mosh pit, sorry
  • I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital, this is sort of awkward, are you okay?
  • You’re getting chased by the police and you just jumped in my car and yelled drive, wtf man
  • You just punched me in the face while gesturing wildly to a friend, your friend can’t stop laughing and im too shocked to respond to your apologies
  • You laughed in a restaurant, but your laugh is really weird and I thought you were choking so I’m awkwardly humping you while attempting to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre and why isn’t this working, you’re just choking harder now this is aweful
  • We met on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame
  • I get really sick on roller-coasters and you are sitting in front of me, im so sorry
  • You’re the bastard who keeps parking in front of my house and you just caught me drawing a dick on your window with a permanent marker… ugh, oops.
  • I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold another fucking shirt and just leave it, I’m going to fucking shove it down your throat
  • You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friends place and I should call the cops by my cat likes you so????
  • You’re my new dealer and you just friended me on Facebook and idk how to react to that
  • You saw me reading the same book you are and now we are arguing about the motives of the antagonist
  • This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and  you’re deathly afraid of flying. 
  • I got into a cab to find someone already inside
  • You thought I was your friend/sister
  • Holy shit, im in the wrong car.
  • I was walking by a roller coaster and your shoe flew off and hit me in the head and now I’m on the floor trying not to fall unconscious.
  • It’s 2am and I’m drunk and I need some salt for my fries and I know your awake so OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR
  • You fell asleep on me in the subway and I should probably wake you up and its my stop next stop but it’s okay, I can always just catch the subway back…
  • I know nothing about camping and all my friends left me at the site. Please, help me, I think I just heard a bear
  • This has been a shitty week and you just grabbed the last box of my favourite comfort food from the shelf, do you really want to fight me rn?
  • We met in a movie theatre and now you’re clinging to me because your terrified and I’m okay with that because it means I get your popcorn.
  • You had a party and I got really drunk and stole your microwave, so now I’m at your place and your super hungover so here, I made breakfast?


  • The guy living below me has a really loud alarm clock that always wakes me up at the crack of dawn
  • I went to investigate a scream and found my neighbour standing on a chair to avoid a rat/mouse/cricket (etc.)
  • My neighbour has a really squeaky bed and my bedroom is below theirs
  • You keep stealing my doormat and HAH, I’ve got you this time thief!
  • The apartment above me has left their tap on or something and water is leaking through my ceiling
  • My neighbour’s sibling got the wrong house number and barged into my apartment on accident.
  • My roommate keeps stealing my coffee so now I make extra 
  • You’re my new neighbour and wow man, you have some really weird habits.
  • You’re my neighbour and you are stealing my wifi to watch porn and can you not?
  • You locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so please come into my apartment I’ll make you hot chocolate?
  • I heard you singing at 3 am and joined in and now you’re at my door and wtf mate I think your drunk but your voice is really nice so?
  • I just set the fire alarm in our building off again… sorry. I know its like the fourth time this week…
  • You keep mowing your lawn when I’m trying to sleep and seriously FUCK YOU
  • My new neighbour is really hot and wow I didn’t even like women until now? And now she is in the garden planting flowers in her bikini wow… im in too deep
  • It’s 3 am and you’re blasting off classic rock at full volume and your music taste might be awesome but soME PEOPLE are trying to sLEEP
  • We’ve never met but we shower at the same time and our showers are on opposite sides of the same apartment wall so sometimes we start duets?


  • I’m out walking and my dog started chasing your dog. 
  • My cat/dog ran away and you just found it but refuse to accept the reward. 
  • We are neighbours and your cat got my cat pregnant… so, wanna raise this little kitty family?
  • My pet tarantula/snake (etc) escaped and I forgot to warn the guy below me who is terrified of snakes/spiders
  • I need you to pet sit my pet for a while and I forgot to mention it’s a snake, the mice are in the freezer. Thanks, bye
  • My cat really hates you cat and that’s the third time this week I’ve had to pry them apart.
  • My cat keeps breaking into your apartment and it ate all your plants… dinner to make up for it?
  • My cat sneaked out on the balcony and into your open window and he has this habit of destroying furniture and pissing everywhere so I followed him inside and you cam home earlier than I expected and found me in the middle of your living room and honestly I’m not a burglar
  • Your dog likes me a thousand times better than she likes your partner and sorry not sorry I love this dog
  • You were walking your dog when you found me passed out on a park bench and thank you for waking me up and buying coffee instead of stealing my wallet


  • I’m on a bus and wow, you’re singing really loudly and everyone is giving you weird looks, hey bud, tone it down, also great choice in music
  • You play Double Bass/Cello and I play 1st chair Violin and we keep making eye contact and damn your super cute.
  • You play in an orchestra and I love these songs so much, plus you’re really cute. Shit man, you’ll never notice me in the huge crowd…
  • Music is kinda illegal and my friend just died and apparently he wrote music and wow I want to know what it sounds like and to play it at his funeral but I don’t know how to. You’re a well-known music dealer, do you happen to understand these notes? Can you help me?
  • I tried to act cool at this concert and I thought I was leaning on a wall but apparently it was a speaker and now it’s on the ground in pieces and everyone’s glaring at me… sorry?


  • I’m a wizard and I just accidently apparated into your house. Oops.
  • I died over 2000 years ago and you’ve been dead for like 2 hours, man, damn it now I have to explain this shit to you. Great.
  • I’m immortal and you’re mortal and I don’t know how to explain this to you and soon enough you’re going to realise that I’m not aging… shiiittt
  • You’re a greek god and I’m the roman counterpart. 
  • I’m a ghost and your alive and I think I’m in love with you…. Fuck. 
  • You’re a faun and I’m a Satry
  • I’m half demon and people often judge me based on my looks, but your blind and wow you actually like me? 
  • I’m a time traveller and I went back in time and wow I think I’m in love with you, fuck this isn’t good, I just faked being George Washington… wait what? George Washington doesn’t exist here? Shit… I actually am George Washington.
  • I’m a writer and your my character and wtf how the heck did you just literally climb out of my first draft? 
  • I’m a werewolf but I don’t want to tell you because my wolf form might be that really small chihuahua you keep mentioning you see when I go out…
  • I’m an android and you’re a human and wow what is that warmth I feel when I see you?
  • I’m a homesick telepath and you’re the poor soul who is receiving all these emotions, sorry
  • Somehow I’m in your body and you’re in mine and shit man being this close to the ground is fucked up.
  • I’m a genie an d you rubbed my lamp so congrats you get three wishes but you can’t seem to think of shit and why the fuck do I have to be stuck with you? Hurry up and think of some wishes okay?
  • I was an awful angel and as punishment I have to be your guardian angel and wow your super cute and nice but I still hate you
  • You keep having strange dreams that turn out to be us in a past life and you’re determined to fine me again but in this life I’m already dead.
  • We live in the year 3090, you’re a scientist and I’m your assistant. Unfortunately and experiment goes wrong and I die. Now you’re trying to put my brain into a robot but its not the same
  • I’m a vampire and I have a moment of weakness, you’re nearby and lets just say it doesn’t end well
  • I’m a dragon and you’re a really hot prince, that’s right, they locked up the wrong royalty.
  • You’re a pirate and I’m a siren and woah… are you asexual? That’s so cool, hey wait, don’t go I just want to talk
  • Your mirror is a doorway into my dimension and I can see everything…. 
  • Listen I am genetically modified and you WILL let me hide in your house
  • Ok, so I panicked and kissed this human so he wouldn’t drown. And I know you don’t want me to keep him, and we can’t let him leave if he knows about us mere people so what do you want to do?


  • I just got partnered with you in dance class and I can’t dance for shit
  • You’re my science lab partner and how the fuck did you just explode that beaker?
  • I’m an art student and you just found my sketchbook and you’re going through it. Shit man can you give that back, I don’t care how good you think they are just don’t turn that page…
  • You’re the school dork and I’m the school jock and fuck you can see where this is going
  • We are the only two kids who ride this school bus, maybe we should carpool?
  • I thought you were my roomies new boyfriend so I invited you in but your actually the RA of the dorm and now you think I want to have sex with you
  • I accidently flooded the laundry room and you really need to do laundry
  • You’re sitting in my seat in this lecture and who even are you? I’ve never seen you before… wait what, stop checking me out!
  • We argued so much during a class discussion that we both got kicked out and we’re still arguing outside the class
  • You left your USB in the library computer and I had to go through your files to figure out who you are and in the end I read the entirety of this book you’re working on and wow you’re really good?
  • I’m a traditional painter who has to take a basic Photoshop class, you’re a graphic design major sitting next to me and getting sucked into helping me out because Im so shitty at this
  • My pottery bowl exploded in the kiln and I feel like a failure, you found me crying about it in the hallway and are now trying to comfort me and your sweater is really soft wow sorry
  • You and your friends have been playing the penis game in the library for the last five minutes and none of you have gotten above a quiet yell and fuck it I’m trying to study over her so fuck you I’m going to put an end to this game by winning 
  • We are both teachers and at the end of the year we compare how many gifts we’ve received from student and you’ve won for the past three years
  • Romeo and Juliet of the math and English departments 
  • I want to get along with you roomie… but I like star wars… and you like star trek… this isn’t going to work.
  • I usually talk to my friends through morse code in class but… apparently you know morse too… and now you know I think your butt is cute
  • I got cursed and turned into an animal and taken to the shelter and now I’m being adopted by someone who is really hot OH FUCKING NO

Near Death Experiences

  • Wow I was just in a fatal accident and who the hell are you? What is this I’m I dying? Wait no, I don’t want this, how do I get out of it? A deal you say, I’ll take it.
  • You’re an executioner and I’m about to be executed but you can’t seem to run the guillotine, wait what, why are we running away, man you’re my favourite executioner
  • Our plane/boat crashed and now it’s just us on this island. 
  • I just took a super dangerous job and your trying to talk me out of it, but we really need the money
  • It’s the middle of a war and I’m on a ship that you’re ship just torpedoed. Now I’m a prisoner and wow why can’t I feel my legs. I’m not cooperating until I can feel them again. What the fuck do you mean I’m paralysed?
  • I’m addicted to ____ (drugs/alcohol etc) and you found me in an alleyway due to after effects of my addiction (beat up, overdose etc) and decide to take me in.
  • I sold my soul to bring you back to life and I don’t have long left please make this time count

Mistaken and Secret Identities

  • I’m  a thief/hacker/murder and you’ve found out my identity and have been bugging me for days to take you on as your partner
  • I’m a superhero and you want to be like me but in doing so become a supervillain, what do you mean you don’t understand why I’m punching you?
  • I’m a superhero, you’re a supervillain, but we don’t know each other’s identities and we are actually best friends
  • I’m runaway royalty and you’re a commoner, fuck I’m so screwed I need your help, I’ll explain later
  • You think I’m a celebrity and you’re talking too much for me to explain I am defintely not… that dude. What was his name again?
  • You’re a superhero and I’m your best friend and what the fuck man? Why the hell didn’t you tell me? If you had maybe I would be fucking caught with this stupid ass monologue-ing villain
  • I have a very cute neighbour and very thin walls and one day I call you and err… your moans are very synchronised with my neighbour's…
  • I’m a superhero and you’re a supervillain and I saw you visiting kids at the children’s hospital and letting them act like they defeated you and now it’s really hard to punch you in the face

Profession Based

  • Your my mailman and I can’t help but notice that you linger at my door slightly longer than you need to ever since you saw me that one time. Do you want to come inside?
  • I’m a private detective and your my client and fuck man you’re in some deep shit
  • You’re a protester and I’m a police officer. Seriously can you please calm down a little bit, this is my job not my  beliefs.
  • I’m a make-up artist/hair stylist and I you’re an actor/model and are you flirting or???
  • You’re a celebrity and sorry mate, I have to take pictures to pay rent, I know its invasive seriously, sorry
  • You’re a store clerk and fuck, is that my ex? Can I please hide behind this counter?
  • You’re a lifeguard at my kid’s swimming competition and I fell in the pool with all my clothes on and you awkwardly tried to save me even though I didn’t need it.
  • You work at a pet store and I came in to look at tarantulas but somehow we lost the biggest one and its loose somewhere in the store and it really doesn’t help that you’re terrified of spiders
  • I’m a firefighter and you started a fire in your kitchen but you’re still flirting with me even though you’re not wearing pants and I’m carrying you down a ladder. Stop complimenting my muscles for fucks sake
  • We work at the same company and I kind of had a crush on you until I noticed that you’re the asshole stealing my lunch from the office fridge.
  • I’m a firefighter and you live near the station I work at and we talk/flirt with each other a lot. One day me and my team get called to put out a fire and it’s your home ablaze. You don’t make it.
  • I work at a fruit store and you come in almost every day and rearrange stuff on the shelves and then leave. Today you made the apples spell ‘call me’
  • It’s 2am and I was just trying to get home but I left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and I drove into a pole - stop laughing! You’re a cop, aren’t you supposed to be helping?
  • You’re drunk and want my name tattooed on your ass.
  • You always bring your dates to the restaurant I wait at and now you’re here alone… you okay mate?

Winter Times

  • It’s snowing and I usually walk to work but that’s not happening, hey roomie, can you please drive me? Yes I know its 4am
  • I accidently gave all my winter clothes to charity over the summer and not its not so much summer, but I’m broke and hey… could you give me your old winter clothes… maybe?
  • I love the cold, but I promised to visit you for a good 4 months and wow, why did I do this? There isn’t snow here?
  • I don’t know you, but you just threw a snowball at my face, mate, its on.
  • I don’t know who the hell you are, but my roommate has someone over and It’s really cold outside…. Can I come in? Or like, have a blanket, or even a towel?

Old Friends

  • I knew you in high school and I ran into you at a renaissance fair wearing full knight regalia
  • I met you once when I was 12, we started a pen-pal relationship across the world and haven’t stopped even though we are a lot older now. 
  • You were my best friend when we were younger but your family moved to the other side of the world, and we haven’t talked in years. But now your back and wow how did you recognise me when I can’t even remember your name?

Fake Dating

  • I hired you to be my date for a wedding but your super cute, maybe we cannot fake-date? 
  • I’m fake dating you to have someone to vent to on family gatherings while also pissing off my conservative uncle that I never liked and wow… have your eyes always been this nice?
  • We’re both cosplayers and we somehow always manage to meet each other at cons dressed as a popular ship and people always want photos of us in compromising positions and so we always end up fake-dating the entire day but you’re actually really hot and I’m head over heels for you
  • My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you.


  • I’m blind and wow your voice is absolutely beautiful can you just keep talking? Forever? Please?
  • My younger sibling is besties with your sibling and even though we hate each other I guess we’ve got to start hanging out a little
  • We are both at a grocery store at am and you offered to arm wrestle me for the last box of cereal, its on!
  • You’re sleeping on my best friend’s couch while your house is being renovated and you have really weird habits like attempting to sing opera in the shower and you keep eating all my Nutigrain 
  • We bump into each other every Friday at the supermarket to buy the same ice-cream and maybe we should eat it together?
  • Our parents are dating and thank god I’m not the only one pissed off about this
  • I went to museum to get some inspiration and then I saw you staring at one of the paintings in awe and wow you just noticed me drawing you and this is awkward
  • I decide to take a shortcut home that involves crawling through a really tight hole in a fence and I end up getting stuck and you just happened to pass by and now you’re laughing at me
  • I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly
  • We are trapped in a bank during a robbery
  • Your country is trying to take over mine and I might be a little attracted to you and stop this it’s really hard to retaliate okay?
  • I was on my balcony and you started loudly quoting romeo and juliet at me

@sherlockchallenge - November 2016.

Prompt: smell

Amortentia, the most powerful love potion in the world.

[“It’s supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us” - 
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince]


chamomile, rose water, and other unlikely intoxicants

written by callmearcturus. cover art by nightcigale.

“I do swear by Skaia’s guiding light to eschew ambition and direction to serve in the holy retinue. I will lay my head in the safety of the bower and pay penance in thought and deed. For the King of All Winters and the Undying Prince, I will provide succor and balm, and yield my being to ease the burden he carries for us all.”

An off-the-cuff jamfic for the Strilondes discord that spun rapidly out of control. In which Dirk plays the role of resigned god-prince of Skaia, locked in a twisted version of the Year King fable. His life is a sorry routine until one year, he receives a very bold, strange offering from the heir to House Harley, Jake.

A story about cycles, and how to break them, and the patterns left in the scattered pieces afterward.


or, already caught up? then:


anonymous asked:

Hey guys! I had this crazy idea I can't get out of my head: RFA+V & Saeran in some disney scenario lmao. But! They're the 'princess' and MC is the 'prince' :D Just a random example to illustrate my point: Jumin is a rich and bored prince and only his tigress Elly is bringing him joy, but then this sneaky plebeian girl rolls up singing 'I can show you the world' lol

This is a really creative prompt! Hope you like these~



  • Zen thought he was just a lowly boy in a household with his brother and mother 
  • His mother wasn’t the kindest of people
  • She made him clean a lot and she rarely let him leave the house
  • She never praised him for his actions, and always put him down for his looks
  • It grew to the climax when you, royalty, invites him to a ball
  • His mother locked him up in his room and refused to let him out, attending the party herself
  • Then one day, a fairy–er–godmother named Seven visited him and freed him from his room
  • Using magic, Seven dressed him in the finest suit and placed two glass roses in his suit pocket and sent him on his way
  • His beauty caught your eye, but there was something else about this man that intrigued you
  • You asked him to dance, and afterwards you both retreated into the nearby garden
  • You saw his kind heart and knew there was something about him
  • But then the clock struck midnight, and he rushed away from you in a fluster
  • A glass rose had fallen, miraculously intact on the stairs
  • You determined to find this kind heart someway or another
  • Meanwhile, Zen returned to his life unsatisfied with everything, but managing nonetheless
  • When he finds out you’re searching for someone with a glass rose, he’s ecstatic 
  • With the help of Seven, he manages to bypass his mother’s schemes and show you the matching rose
  • You two live happily ever after in a castle


(Sleeping Beauty) 

  • A prince with brown hair born to a kingdom and his name was Yoosung
  • His three fairy caretakers gave him gifts at his birth
  • Zen gave him beauty, which changed his hair to a bright blond
  • Jumin gave him wealth and wellbeing
  • Before the last gift could be given, an evil witch named Rika Morgana intruded and put a curse on him
  • So, as the last gift, the fairy V bestowed on Yoosung a blessing that made him go into a deep slumber instead of death
  • The king and queen still worried for their son, so they sent him with the three fairies to grow up away from troubles
  • Years later, Yoosung had a tendency to wander away from the small cottage
  • It was on one of these outings he met you, a princess from another land
  • He feels like he’s met you before, and instantly falls you *Cue Once Upon A Dream playing*
  • When he returns to the cottage and the fairies find out, they instantly separate you two to his chagrin
  • In his fit of anger, he runs away from the cottage and stumbles upon a castle
  • Morgana tricks him into pricking his finger and Yoosung falls into a deep sleep
  • But Morgana also pulled you in, luring you into the castle and becoming a dragon
  • She tried to kill you off but you persevered and slayed the dragon, suddenly motivated by saving Yoosung from his sleep
  • You rescue him by giving him true love’s kiss
  • You two return to the castle, reunite with Yoosung’s parents, and live happily ever after



  • Jaehee was in charge of a kingdom after your parents died
  • But she had these special powers that she was unsure of and didn’t know what to do with
  • So she did her best to suppress her power and hide…even from you
  • But finally the day came where she was coronated, and you two would finally bond…you hoped
  • You met a man there…he seemed amazing
  • He was a prince and you two just seemed to click, and his name was Jumin
  • But Jaehee disagreed when you said you wanted to marry him
  • The argument caused her powers to slip out and the whole kingdom fell in fear
  • So she fled, and you couldn’t catch up though you tried
  • On your way to find her, you met a tall, really handsome man who somehow joined you on your search
  • This man, Zen, seemed to give you advice about marrying a man you just met and how it was ridiculous and how men were beasts
  • He also had this quirky reindeer named Sveven
  • On the way, you also met this happy little ball of snow named Yoosung
  • With their help, you found Jaehee’s castle of ice and approached her
  • Things didn’t go well and you got shot in the heart with ice
  • Zen hurried you out of there to the magical trolls while Jaehee continued to detiorate in her fear
  • When he hears about the act of true love, he takes you home to Jumin
  • Only, Jumin betrays you for the sake of a kingdom and takes over for awhile
  • Finally, Jaehee embraces her power and before she can be annihilated by Jumin, you intervene
  • This act of love melts your heart of ice
  • You and Jaehee  bond again and everyone lives happily ever after



  • He was a prince who was locked up in an extravagant castle
  • His father wanted him to marry, but Jumin wasn’t thrilled with the idea
  • One night, he kissed his tiger Elizabeth the Third before sliding over the wall in disguise to see the city
  • Not knowing much of commoner ways, he soon got lost, but thankfully a peasant girl intervened and helped him through
  • He had never felt a connection with anyone before you and he found the night flew by
  • Unfortunately, you were caught by his palace guards thanks to his father’s evil advisor Sarah Choi
  • Meanwhile, Sarah convinced his father, by nefarious means, to betroth Jumin to herself
  • You escaped prison, in the meantime, and followed a Sarah in disguise to find a genie lamp
  • You entered a cave with your monkey Saeran and passed a few obstacles
  • You befriended a magic carpet named Yoosung and found the genie lamp
  • The genie named Seven offered you three wishes, so you started your transformation to be worthy of Prince Jumin
  • With Seven’s help, you appear as a princess and go to Jumin
  • Your first meeting is rough, but you take him on a magic carpet ride and somewhere along the way he founds out you’re the peasant girl from the market place
  • Unfortunately, so does Sarah Choi
  • She plans your downfall but ultimately fails
  • You and Jumin end up together after all, despite your varying classes, and live happily ever after



  • Saeyoung was a prince with magical red hair
  • As a result, he couldn’t cut it or the hair would turn normal
  • Because of this, he was kidnapped by a cruel woman and locked in a tower while she claimed to be his mother
  • He was never allowed to leave and didn’t have any friends but his chameleon Vanderwood
  • Still he had this longing to see the stars near the castle
  • One day, while his evil mother was out on “errands”, he made up his mind to finally leave the castle
  • But his plans were thwarted when a thief broke into his house while on the run from the castle guards and their dedicated royal horse Saeran
  • “What brought you here? Fate? Destiny?”
  • Your brother A horse.”
  • He makes an agreement with you that he would return your stolen crown if you took him to see the stars
  • You agree, though you try to get rid of him somehow
  • He has a bunch of mood swings, feeling happy at his freedom but also guilty for leaving
  • Unfortunately, you drag him into your own problems as you try to run away from your old partners in crime
  • Finally, you make it to the city where you reunite with your enemy…Saeran…who happens to be protective of Saeyoung
  • Still, since it’s his birthday you two get along and spend a day in the city
  • During this time, you realize you had fallen for him and you want to quit your old life
  • Your magical boat ride underneath the stars goes awry when Saeyoung’s mother intervenes
  • You get wounded, you cut his hair, but in the end everything ends up okay
  • You get free from your life, Saeyoung ends up with his happy family, and you live happily ever after



  • You never really fit in anywhere because you had magical powers that made you super strong
  • After seeing you struggle, your parents revealed that you were actually the daughter of a god
  • But Hades intervened and drained you of your divinity, but your powers still remained
  • With this information, you went to training with the best of the best…Zen
  • With his help, you got even stronger and better
  • On your very first mission, you came across a damoiseua in distress
  • Only…the boy could handle himself
  • You found out the boy’s name was Saeran, and you were completely infatuated with him despite Zen’s warnings
  • Hades finds out Saeran met you and suddenly traps him into another agreement
  • Saeran is forced to lure you into a trap where Hades can get rid of you forever
  • But he finds himself falling in love with you on the way
  • When you and Hades face off, Saeran sacrifices himself, getting himself sent to the underworld
  • Desperate to get him back, you venture there and pull out his soul from the pool 
  • In the process, you showed you were truly the daughter of a god and regained your divinity
  • With your newfound power, you sent Hades back into the underworld and are reunited with your divine parents
  • But…you wanted to stay with Saeran
  • So you gave up your immortality to stay with Saeran and live the rest of your lives happily


Winnie the Pooh

  • V is Winnie the Pooh
  • MC is Christopher Robin
  • Jumin is piglet
  • Seven is Tigger
  • Yoosung is Roo
  • Jaehee is Eeyore
  • Saeran is Rabbit
  • They all live happily…no drama happens…everyone has a happy ending

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If You Could Forgive Me

King Oropher finds you and Prince Thranduil together in bed and it infuriates him.

Warnings: Oropher being a real dick, like wowza, light nsfw themes, protective!Thranduil (that’s the opposite of a warning), Oropher yells at you and Thrans all like bro fight me, you do get hurt tho (Oropher slaps you and thran loses it), humiliation…
I think that’s all? There’s probably some more I can’t think of…


The Prince had his lips locked on Y/N’s, sealing a deep kiss. His hands gently touched her neck as his tongue touched hers.
She lets out a soft moan, and Thranduil smirks.

Y/N smiles. “Oh shut it.”

“Mmm, as you wish.” Thranduil’s large, warm hands traced underneath her light robe. He felt her soft skin and he let out a moan.

Y/N touches her lover’s cheekbone, ear, down his jaw, and gently through a few strands of his long, white hair.

Thranduil was ready to take off Y/N’s robe when suddenly the door slams open.

“Get her away from him.” It was the King.

He did not fancy Y/N, a soldier, he wished Thranduil to wed an elf of higher rank.

The guards hesitated. Thranduil tried cover Y/N with his large frame.

Oropher yelled at them again. Y/N immediately felt two rough hands on her arms as the guards dragged her off the bed. They force the maiden to stand up in front of Oropher. Her robe was hanging little off her shoulders, nothing was exposed but she felt glared and hated upon as Oropher’s eyes filled with hatred.

“What do you think you are doing with this elf in your bed, my son?” The king asks turning his gaze from hers and turned to his son who stood from the bed.

“Father! Do not harm her! She had nothing to do with this!” Thranduil spoke loudly. He treads to Y/N’s side and takes her sweaty hand in his.

“You’d dare touch a lowly elf soldier instead of a high Silvan maiden?”

“Yes. I would. I love her father, and I would see that I would be with her for the rest of my days instead of anyone else you bring to me.” Thranduil straightens up and squeezes her hand.

“Thran…” Y/N tries to whisper.

“Silence, whore!” He strikes her. She lets out a squeal as she felt his nails lightly dig into her cheek. Oropher orders the guards to drop her.

She fell to the ground, holding her face and did not notice her prince lunging towards his father.

“You dare lay a hand on her!”
Thranduil is suddenly held back by the guards. “Get your hands… off me!” He struggled to get out if their grip.

Thranduil wanted to kill the guards holding him, he wanted to strangle his farher, but most of all he wanted to take his elf in his arms, kiss her tears, heal her wound and take her away with him. Away from here, away from his father. He feels his knees being kicked, and he kneels on the ground, right next to where Y/N’s laying. His eyes grew wide upon hearing her small breaths coming out her quivering mouth. She held her hand tightly to her face. If she was bleeding he did not know.

“Oh, Y/N.” The elf prince’s voice was laced with worry. He looked at her, his eyes were wide with a deep concern.

“Look at her. A eleven soldier couldn’t even take a small slap to the face before she’s on the ground, sobbing like a child.” Thranduil glared at his father. “Tell me Thranduil what exactly do you see in her as opposed to all the other maidens I bring here? They are here for you, you know.”

“None of them want to be. None of those elves want to set foot here, being forced to marry some elf prince they had never seen before. Y/N is-”

“You think you love her? You think you love this weeping snake?”

“Do not call her such names!” Thranduil could feel his face getting warm. “Her name is Y/N. She is a captain of your guard. She is my longest friend and she will be the person I marry!” Thranduil shouts.

Y/N had finally opened her E/C eyes upon hearing what he had said. She knew she loved him. She knew. But of course there was that tiny little voice at the back of her mind that tried to prove her otherwise. Y/N places a hand on Thranduil’s thigh and looks at him.

“Thranduil, please. Don’t do this on my behalf. Your father is right,” She hated these words. “You deserve someone else. Not me. I’m sorry Thran.”

He looks at Y/N. “Don’t say that-”

“Enough!” Oropher raises his voice and drowns out any other sound. “Guards take her to the dungeons. Let no one see her.”

“What? No, my king, please, forgive me. I do not want to be sent there. I’ll do anything. I beg of you!” Y/N cries as one guard takes her out of the room as the other holds her prince. She tries to ignore his desperate pleas and screams.

I’ll probably do part 2 but we’ll see.

Reunited (Ahkmenrah x Reader)

A/N: This is the last chapter to my Ahkmenrah serie. (A maid for Ahkmenrah, Unexpected, Gone) Make sure to check the other writings if you haven’t read them yet. Enjoy!

Three years. It had been three years since Ahkmenrah had last seen, kissed and held his lover. Those three years without you were the most painful and agonizing years that he had experienced. There had been no second that he was not thinking about you. His mind was constantly consumed with thoughts about where you had been and if you where okay. And the baby? Was it doing fine as well? Ahkmenrah wished he would know the answers to his questions. Since your leaving, there had developed a big questioning mark in Ahkmenrah’s head. Why did you go? Why did you leave him behind?

Once the young prince found out about your absence on that day three years ago, he sent a troop of his guardians in order to search for you in the entire city. But unfortunately, they had no luck. Ahkmenrah himself went to your parents’ house, kneeling down in front of them in desperation, a prince on his knees asking them about your whereabouts. But neither your parents had an idea. They were as clueless as Ahkmenrah was. But to be honest, they had been very surprised as they found out that their daughter was secretly dating the royal man in front of them. They didn’t even expect that Ahkmenrah developed some interest in you. Your mother was crying the whole time, worry consumed the poor woman because you left without saying goodbye and without telling them where you were heading.

Ahkmenrah promised them to find you and bring you back home where you belonged. You belonged to him, staying by his side. That was what you were supposed to do. Not leaving him in deep oblivion and a broken heart.

The guardians were looking for you for weeks. There was no corner, no alley and no street they were missing. They even interrogated the people in the city, asking them if they had seen or heard anything. Ahkmenrah was so determined to find you, cost it what it wants. He wanted you back. He was pressured to do things that he was no fan of. He threatened his men not to come back to the palace if they had not found you. He had no power to see his guardians coming back with empty hands. However, the more time it took for the search, the more hopeless Ahkmenrah became. Sending letters to other cities were his last hope but even those had not brought any luck.

The young prince always locked himself in his chamber, refusing to come out. It had been his only safe heaven because in there he still felt your presence. So many memories had been made between those for walls. Secret meetings at midnight, sweet and passionate love making sessions and pillow talking afterwards until the sun would rise and you were obligated to go were something you two were doing on regular basis. Ahkmenrah showed you both sides of emotional and physical love. He loved and he cared. He never failed to show these. And he was wondering how you could just throw all of this away. The worse thing was also that you tore him away from his child. He had no chance to hold his child in his arms and admire the creature that you two have created with love. He would probably never get the opportunity because his child was now a grown three year old. Three years. He missed three years of its life.

He was not sure how he should react. One the one side he was mad, beyond mad. He could have set up the entire city in flames. His body was filled with so much rage. But on the other side he understood. You were probably too afraid and saw this as the only way to escape a punishment.

But Ahkmenrah would have done everything to protect you. Hell, he would have sacrificed himself for your well-being. He just needed this chance and you didn’t give it to him. You gave him no possibility of talking things through.


Ahkmenrah stood on his balcony, his eyes observing the life full city in front of him. Again he was thinking about you and wondered if you had come back without his knowing. Something in him told him that you were there, somewhere on the streets of Thebes. He just was not sure if he should listen to this voice. He had given up hoping a long time ago.

A knock on the glass door threw him out of his thoughtful state. As Ahkmenrah turned around, his eyes meet the gentle ones of his mother, Queen Shepseheret. The queen you had worked for. The beautiful woman joined her young son, taking a place beside him. Laying her head gently on his shoulders, she wrapped one arm around his waist. A gesture of comfort that the young prince needed. She always knew when Ahkmenrah was distracted with you again and she had provided him so much comfort in the last three years.

“How are you, my son?” She asked even though she knew the answer. She could feel the immense pain that he went through. A mother’s instinct, that was what it was.

Ahkmenrah only shrugged his shoulders. His mother sighed.

“My dear son, Ahkmenrah, it pains my heart to see you in sorrow. You’ve been hurt enough for three years, don’t you think? I miss seeing your precious smile.”

“There is nothing to smile for anymore, mother.” He mumbled.

“Of course there is! There are so many things that are worth to smile about, my son. But you don’t see them. I know you loved her dearly Ahkmenrah, but it’s been three years now. If she had loved you so much, she would have come back long time ago, don’t you think?”

“What are talking about?” Ahkmenrah growled. He was shocked and surprised that his mother would accuse you of not loving him.

“I know (Y/N) is a good girl, my dear. I liked her so much. She was always a hard worker, kind and polite. And under other conditions I would have wanted you to marry her someday. But Ahkmenrah, there are things that are probably not meant to be. Have you ever thought about that? Maybe this is a new chance for you to become happy? Maybe you and (Y/N) are not perfect together.”

“Stop it! Please stop saying those horrible words!” Ahkmenrah demanded with a croaked voice. “No matter what you’re saying mother, deep down I know we are meant to be. We have to be together. We have a child, isn’t that enough proof for you? I cannot imagine a life without her anymore. I just want her.” He stopped to take a deep breath. His chest ached terribly.

“One day she will come back to me and I’m going to marry her. I may be able to forgive what she did to me because my love for her is much stronger than anything else. Yes, I feel betrayed, she left away but… but people make mistakes. I’m sure she’s aware of what she had done. I know we’re connected to each other. Our souls are connected mother. I can feel it. She’s my soul mate and I’m not going to stop loving her until she tells me so…”

By know, the tears that were brimming his eyes ran down his soft cheeks. His mother raised her hands to put his face between them.

“Ahkmenrah…” She sniffled, overwhelmed by her own tears. “Don’t cry, my beautiful child.”

“It hurts, mother, it just hurts terribly. I’m so empty without her.” Only his lover could mend his broken heart.

And Ahkmenrah prayed to Ra, that she would appear soon.


“mwt (mother), mwt!” A little girl tugged at her mother’s arm, pointing at a certain direction. “Doll!” The girl tried to lead her mother to the stand were self made dolls were sold however the young woman stopped her.

“Not yet, my love.”She spoke gently.”Another time, is that alright for you?”

The little girl pouted with her arms crossed in front of her chest but still nodded defeated. Another child’s cry took her attention, and as she turned around she was greeted by her tiny boy who had his arms opened for her so she could take him into her arms. Right behind him the best friend of the young woman came running, her expression stressed and exhausted.

“Femi!” The best friend grumbled. “I told you not to run away like that. What if you went missing in this whole mess?”

The little boy just buried his face in the crook of his mother’s neck, indicating that he was tired.

“Monifa, could you just take care of Feme, please?” The young mother of two children, twins to be precisely, asked her best friend, gesturing to the little girl beside her. They walked through the market of Thebes, visiting different stands and looking what they could buy. They had already bought lots of food, especially for the little children. From the long journey they had back to Thebes, the children became hungry and the food they had packed before the trip began for them, had been eaten mostly by the little ones.

“It’s weird to be back.” Monifa said to the young woman.

“It is.” The other woman responded.

“It feels like an eternity since we’ve been last here and to be honest I have not missed it as much as I expected.”

The young woman laughed at her best friend’s remark. Admittedly, there had been two reasons why she returned at all. The first reason was her parents. She had missed them so dearly while she was away and at the same time she felt guilty of not telling them anything. She couldn’t wait to have them in her arms again, to hug them and to be embraced by their warmth. She needed to introduce her children to them. The second reason was the young man she still loved with her whole heart. She knew she broke him when she went away and she had no idea yet how to make it up to him. How would she react when she saw him again? What would she say? She had not thought about it to be honest.

“mwt…” The little boy in her arms whined. “Tired, mwt!”

“I know, my dear. Just hold on a little bit, alright? We’ll go home to aunt Monifa soon and then you can sleep as long as you want, okay?”

“Do you have anything you need?” Monifa inquired. “We can head back to mine if you’re finished. Seeing these delicious things you bought made me hungry and I’ll die if I don’t get something in my stomach.”

“Don’t exaggerate it.” The young mother smirked. “I’ll just go and get some grapes for the children.” She placed the little boy in Monifa’s arms, entrusting her children to her.

At the same time at the same place, prince Ahkmenrah trudged along the market, being surrounded by two guardians. It was his mother’s birthday and he went to the market to buy her a nice gift. He knew she didn’t want anything expensive, just a simple cheap thing would also please her. He was at many stands but still had not found a perfect present. He became slightly frustrated because in a few hours, a celebration would take place and Ahkmenrah couldn’t appear without anything.

He saw a stand with lots of jewelries and went straight towards it. The seller bowed down politely once he saw the young prince and after an exchange of few words, Ahkmenrah bought a beautiful necklace and bracelet for his mother.

“I hope she will like it.” Ahkmenrah sighed. All he wanted to do was turning to the palace and to get ready. It would be a long night since many other royal families would attend the celebration.

He turned around and suddenly the air got stuck in his lungs. The jewelry he held in his hands slipped between his fingers right to the ground. He must have been hallucinating, it was the only explanation for it. He opened and closed his eyes, just to make sure that he was not dreaming. And he didn’t.

She was beautiful than ever. A few meters away from him, there she stood, his lover, his life, his heart. You. You wore a pretty gown that highlighted your beauty even more. His heart pumped hard against his chest and Ahkmenrah threw his hand on his mouth to cover the sobs that escaped his throat.

“Your highness?” A guardian asked. “Are you alright?”

Ahkmenrah nodded and made his way towards you, ignoring the calls behind him. He would die if he couldn’t hold you in his arms again. A few more steps and he were right next to you. Just a few more steps.

You just gave the vendor in front of you a few coins and took the grapes from his hand as you felt another warm hand on your shoulder. Wondering who could it might be you turned around to face the person and you were shocked to see a familiar face that you had not seen in three years. His face was tearstained from crying and his eyes were red but still he looked handsome as ever.

“(Y/N),” He asked, his voice clearly trembling, “is that you? Is that really you?”

You were out of words. Totally lost of words. Not in a million years had you expected to meet him, right here, at the center of Thebes.

“Ahkmenrah?” You whispered questioningly.

“It is you!” He exclaimed, wrapping his arms around your body and pressing you hard against his chest. He clung onto you as if his life was dependent on this simple hug. “It’s you…It’s you…” He whispered all over again. Finally he could breathe again. Finally he had his love back.

He pulled slightly away, cupping you cheeks with his fingers and stroking them gently. He observed your features and all he could think about was how beautiful you were. You hadn’t changed much, you were still the young woman he had deep feelings for. His captured his lips with yours, kissing you hungrily in front all of these people.

“I missed you so much, lotus.” He breathed, resting his forehead against yours.

“I missed you, too, your highness.” You responded, laying your hands on top of his.

“Why have you left me, (Y/N)? Why did you go away?”

You were about to answer as Monifa joined you with a shocked expression on her face. She carried Femi in her arms while Feme held her hand tightly.

Once Ahkmenrah saw the little children, he fell down on his knees with more sobs escaping his mouth. You felt terrible for the state that he was in because you were too selfish. You examined your surroundings and caught people staring at the scene with bewilderment.

“Ahkmenrah…” You bent down to comfort him. “Please calm down.”

“Y-you g-gave me t-two children?” He sobbed. He eyed the two little creatures precisely. One boy and a little girl. Both made of love. Ahkmenrah couldn’t be happier in this moment.  “They a-are so b-beautiful.”

“mwt? Why is this man crying?” Femi asked his mother innocently, out of explanation why Ahkmenrah was clinging onto his mother. You gestured Monifa to come closer with the children and took each of them on the hand. Ahkmenrah was still crying but fascination was evident on his face.

“Do you remember the stories I’ve told you about a prince?”

“Yes, he was brave and strong and you said you love him.” Feme said.

“That’s right.” You smiled at them. “This is him. This is the prince I’ve been talking about. Your father. He’s your father, my loves. Do you want to say hello to him?”

They nodded their hands instantly, their face copied the same fascination from their father’s face. Ahkmenrah examined them exactly. Feme, the little girl, looked so much like you while his son Femi was the exact copy of himself. Both of them had mixture of your eye colors and their skin was tanned like their fathers.

Ahkmenrah engulfed his arms around his two children, tightly holding them. He wouldn’t give them away anymore. He wouldn’t leave them alone. He took in their sweet scent, kissing their heads all over again.

“My children…” He whispered.” We will never be parted from this day on. I promise.”

He stared up at you. “We have lots of things to talk about.” He said.

You nodded with your head. “I know.”

  But right now he didn’t want to think about it. All he wanted to do was to enjoy the moment of reuniting with his family.

The Green Island

Parring: Peter Pan X Reader

Word: 1421

Warning: none

Summary: Y/N is Peter’s Lost girl, and he isn’t exactly the boyfriend Y/N expected.

A/N: i’m not dead! I know i should write the next part of 3317, don’t worry, i will soon, i just really wanted to write this!

Part 2

Originally posted by my-fxxfics

The stick moved easy over the ground, drawing a line from the end in the sand. The lines became a castle as they so often had before. Peter would soon come back and destroy it, as he so often had before.

You sighed, and looked around at the camp. Some of the boys were cooking dinner, some hunted, some fooled around, and Peter was out doing god knows what. He did that a lot, he was almost never at the camp anymore.

“it has its purpose” he had said when you had asked. “don’t ask again”

And you hadn’t. Not because you were scared, no. You had never been scared at Peter, not like anyone else had, he treasured you. Nobody dared curl a hair on your head, everybody knew what had happened to the boy who by accident had hit you with an arrow, sometimes you could still hear his scream in the dark night. Every time you asked Peter to let him go, forgive him, it was just an accident!

“nobody hurts my queen” Peter always said, and kissed your forehead.

You stood up, and started walking out of the camp. Peter wasn’t here, surely you could leave for just five minutes.

You knew the forest almost as well as Peter. All the times you had snuck out here, just for him to go after you, to spend a little quality time with your king.

The forest went on and on, but you didn’t mind, why should you? The forest was a nice place, it was as if even the plants was afraid of what Peter could do to them, and not dared hurt you.

A voice cut through the silence on Neverland, and you followed the sound. It didn’t take many steps for you, before you stood in front of a group.

“hello” you said, all of them turning to you. There were five, a woman with long blonde hair, a woman with dark shoulder length, and one with short black hair. There were also two men, a blonde and a dark haired, the last one had a hook instead of one of his hands. Captain Hook no doubt, Peter had told you about him, you had never meet him however, until now.

“welcome to Neverland! “you said with a smile, but none of the adults returned it.

“who are you? “the women with shoulder length dark hair said, no doubt a leader.

“I’m Y/N, and you are? “you asked, looking at them.

“wait, Y/N? “the blonde one said and took a step towards you. “as in The Golden Castle Y/N? “

“I’m sorry to disappoint, but I only lived in one place before this island, and it was no castle for sure” you said with a smile. Again, nobody returned it. You waited for an answer to your earlier question, but they didn’t seem to want to give it.

“so, what brings you to Neverland? “you asked. “it’s not most people who choose this place for a holiday”

“it doesn’t concern you” the one with the shoulder length hair said.

“we’re looking for someone” the women with short black hair said, and you nodded. You had a feeling of who it was. “maybe you can help us, do you know where Peter Pan is? “

You opened your mouth to response, but never got to. A loud noise made you turn around, and you saw a lot of birds flying up from the forest, their voices ringing through the trees.

“that’s my sign” you said, and looked back at them. “sorry, but it was nice to meet you! “


The five adults watched you disappearing through the trees, before four of them turned to the last.

“what’s the golden castle? “Mary-Margaret asked Emma.

“it’s a fairy-tale” Emma said.

“about that girl there? “Regina asked, and Emma nodded. “well, tell us! “

“it’s about a poor girl called Y/N, that lives in a village with her younger sister” Emma started telling. “but one day an evil witch finds them, and kills her younger sister. Y/N is of course crushed when she finds out, and she runs out in the woods, where a prince finds her. He gets sympathy, and offers her a place at the castle, but of course the prince falls in love with her, her with him, and they get married”

“a poor girl that marries a prince and become princess, where have I seen that before?” Regina said sarcastic.

“that’s the point of this fairy-tale, this is the beginning” Emma said, and the forest became quiet, as if everything waited for Emma to continue the story.


“where have you been?! “Peter asked angry, and you turned around to watch him. You were on your way back, but of course Peter wanted to talk private first.

“I took a walk” you said, not looking him in the eyes. “nothing happened, I’m fine”

He held a hand out, and turned your head to look at him. his forest green eyes meet yours Y/E/C, and suddenly it was just you two.

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you… “he said in a quiet voice.

“I know” you replied, and he leaned down to let his lips meet yours.


“Y/N is not what people expect of a princess” Emma continued her fairy-tale. “she wants to go on adventures, explore the world, but the prince won’t let her. He keeps her in the castle with nothing to do but what he expects princesses to do, stare at gold”

“he wants princesses to sit and stare at gold all day? “David asked, and Emma nodded.

“well, I’m glad you’re not like that” Mary-Margaret said to her husband, trying to sound joking.

“how does she escape? “Regina asked, making them all look at Emma.

“she doesn’t”


“Peter stop” you said, showing his hand off your arm.

“no! “he said. “you can’t leave this camp, I won’t let you! It’s not safe! “

“I can take care of myself! “you said angry. This argument happened far too often, and you both knew exactly what the other would say next.

“but you don’t need to! “he said, following the script down to every detail. “the boys and i can protect you, you don’t have to do it yourself! “

“you can’t keep me a prisoner! “you said angrily, knowing this wouldn’t last much longer.

“oh yes, I can! “he said, and you widened your eyes. He had never threatened you before.

“what? “you asked in a whisper, not being sure you had heard correctly.

“I said” he took a step towards you, so you had to tilt your head back to look him in the eyes. “yes. I. can! “


“what do you mean she doesn’t escape? “Mary-Margaret asked.

“I mean she doesn’t escape” Emma said, looking at her mother. She had never liked the story, and had felt relived when there was no Y/N in Storybrooke, now it turned out she was here. “she wants to, but right before she does it, the prince lock her up in the castle”

“but all fairy-tales has a happy ending! “David argued. He had always trusted his story to have a happy ending, to live happily ever after, that was how it should be.

“except this one” Emma said, her eyes dark by the thought of the story.


“LET ME OUT! “you screamed, but nobody answered. The wooden bars were rough under your hands, the cage swinging in the air. You could see two lost boys on the ground, but they were too far away for you to recognize them.

It wouldn’t make any difference, all the boys feared Peter, no one would dare to cross him. Before it had been nice, feeling so safe, but now you were a prisoner, trapped in a cage like all of his’ enemies.

“Please… “you begged quiet, letting go of the bars, feeling a single tear run down your cheek.

You had never been afraid of Peter, why should you? He had only protected you. He still wanted to protect you, and he thought he did just that. But you didn’t feel protected, you felt scared. Scared of the boy you loved.

Oh, what a horrible feeling. Fearing someone you loved. Wanting to run so far away you possible could, but also wanting to throw yourself into their arms. Oh, what a horrible feeling, being trapped on the green island you once had ruled with your king, calling it your kingdom.


So it seemed my little summary for an Gajevy au was quite popular, and I have always wanted to attempt to write a fanfic, but I haven’t written much along the lines of fantasy… like ever. And haven’t written an essay in years. I kind of got swept up in this idea, I’ve been working on it all day.
Anyway, this is my first fan fiction, so please leave *kind* constructive criticism, and most importantly, enjoy!!

Summary:Young Levy McGarden, betrothed to the cold hearted Iron Prince she has never met, falls in love with a young knight. Dressed in black armor with a dragon crest, he spends his time attempting to woo her with red roses and leather bound fairy tale books. Little does she know her knight and the prince are one in the same.

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anonymous asked:

id love a little fic about dex/nursey dropping their gloves in a game because someone said something about the other. yknow, just craving a little hockey-induced anger.

(this is part of the NHLAU)

Nursey is a professional hockey player. He has been skating almost as long as he’s been walking, and he doesn’t remember a time before he was playing hockey. He’s won a Stanley Cup. He’s won a fucking gold medal. He has an A on his jersey. He’s played a lot of hockey, is the point.

He should be essentially immune to hockey-related boners.

He shouldn’t be turned on by the smear of blood on knuckles. His breath shouldn’t hitch at the sight of a split lip. He shouldn’t squirm in his stall as he replays the memory of gloves dropping and fists flying.

Or maybe he should, considering the blood is covering up a pattern of freckles he knows too well, and the lip that’s split has been pressed against his neck too many times to count. It’s okay, he thinks, because the gloves that were dropped belong to his husband, and it’s okay to have husband-related boners.

It’s especially okay to have hockey-husband-related boners when your husband was fighting for you.

“My enforcer,” Nursey coos when he comes into the locker room, smiling at Dex sitting in his stall, pressing a bloodied rag to his lip. He can joke through the locker room and the media scrum until he can get Dex home behind a locked door.

“Prince Charming, over here,” Rhino laughs, hitting Dex in the shin when he passes. “You can tell Poindexter that he’s a scumbag and that a PeeWee could out-stickhandle him and he’ll take it with a smile, but tell him his husband’s not the prettiest person you’ve ever laid eyes on, and the motherfucker will rock your shit.”

“No fucking way you fought for this non,” Jase laughs, shoving a hand in Nursey’s face. Nursey’s happy that Jase is partaking in the chirping. Rookies being scared of Dex only inflates Dex’s ego.

“He had to defend my honor!” Nursey shouts. “What was it he called me, Dexy?”

“Twinkle-toes,” Dex admits, shrugging because at this point he accepts the chirping instead of fighting it.

The room explodes. It’s a good cover for the way Nursey can’t keep his eyes off the smear of blood on the shoulder of Dex’s jersey.

“Later,” Nursey whispers once the noise and attention has died down, “I’m going to thank you properly.”

Meeting Ardyn

 Time for everyone’s favorite Gucci Hobo to make an appearance! Ardyn is such a tough character to write! 

You hardly had time to react as your felt the hand wrapped around loosely around your neck, as you immediately tense, head and eyes forward as you knew the person behind you. When Ravus had slammed Gladiolus into the car, it stunned you all, leaving you open to the grab. The only noise you couldn’t choke down was the small whimper as you felt yourself be tugged as you were dragged along with Ardyn to stand before the others.


“Y/n,” Noctis gasped in shock, noticing the horror on your face, “Let her go!”

“Noct,” You whisper softly, gasping as the red head man leaned forward, his other arm going in a loose embrace around your chest, as he had the height advantage on you, as you leaned away from him as much as possible.

“Young Prince, you seem to be astrayed. Yet I have to admit that this one is a special little treat.” Ardyn chuckled in your ear, as you turned your head away  from him, “She is actually quite the little beauty, isn’t she?”

“I said let her go.” Noctis hissed, summoning his sword, as the others quickly mimicked his moves, ready to go on the offensive.

Ardyn chuckle only seemed to get louder, as he moved his hand to grab ahold of your chin, as he turned you to face him, the arm holding you in the tight embrace moving so that he caressed your face with back of his hand, his lips barely ghosting over your own.

You flinched away expecting for his hand to feel slimy, yet instead it felt extremely hot to the touch, almost as if it was going to burn your face. “Noct…”

“Oh sweet little thing, why are you so scared, you handsome prince is right here.” Ardyn replied, as he jerked your head forward to Noctis, his other hand going back to your neck, as he begun to apply pressure to your windpipe.

“You bastard!” Noctis yelled as he rushed forward.

“Noctis, please stop!” You yell around the pressure on our throat, only for the Prince to quickly halt at your cry. “Don’t, it not worth it…” You let out a shriek as Ardyn wrapped a hand in your hair, snapping your head back.

“Smart girl.” Ardyn chuckled, as he put more pressure on your neck, as you begun to slowly feel yourself losing consciousness. “After all what good are you to me dead.”

You felt your eyes getting heavy as you whimpered softly, your eyes locked with Noctis, only to gasp as you felt Ardyn’s hand leave your throat, as he shoved your body toward the others. You somehow managed to stay on your feet, as you stumbled back to your side of the battle field. Placing up a battle front, as you summoned your weapon to a shaky hand, trying to shake the black from the side of your vision.

“Don’t think this will be the last time we meet Prince, as we are not done just yet.” Ardyn chuckled.

You all watched as the two men left just a suddenly as they came. You heard a soft gasp, only realizing it had come from your own lips as you collapsed to your knees. Your body felt so weak, you hearing went mute, almost as if your head had been dunked underwater, as you heard the others muffled call your name in concern.

Closing your eyes to stop the rush, you gasped as you felt someone pick you up, managing to crack open your eyes as you noticed it was Noctis who had picked you up, carrying you close. Only allowing yourself to drift away once you were safely in his arms within the backseat of the Regalia.


“Aren’t you the cutest little thing?” Ardyn chuckled, his hand resting on our shoulder, as his other pinched your cheek.

You made to pull away, for the hand on your shoulder to grip ahold of you tighter causing you to flinch.

“Now, Prince you wouldn’t want anything to happen to this little cutie would you?” Ardyn chuckled, as he pressed his cheek against your own, as you swallowed a gag.

“Noct,” You muttered softly, as you tried attempted to have the man follow where you were looking at Prompto who had summoned his gun while Ardyn begun rambling. Getting a soft nod from the Prince as you locked eyes with Prompto, you trusted him and you knew he couldn’t, no wouldn’t miss.

Prompto quickly took stance as he fired the bullet clearly aimed for the man beside you, shocking Ardyn to let go of you, as you brought around own summoned weapon to slash at the man, the same time Noctis rushed forward, causing Ardyn to jump back in defense.

“My, my you all know how to catch someone off guard don’t you, quite the trick you have there.”

Both you and Noctis jumped back to regroup with the others,  weapons all raised as you stared the redhead down. Glancing down as you felt a hand slide in your own, only to see that Prompto had grabbed your hand tightly, the other still holding his gun pointed at Ardyn.

A stern look over that freckled face, a look you had never seen grace the normal sunshine. He was absolutely pissed, and if given the signal he was ready to fire away.

You couldn’t blame him.

“Shall we continue this at a later date. Until then, adieu.” The man chuckled.

You all waited, as the man disappeared with Ravus, only than releasing a sigh you didn’t know you were holding, yet your nerves still shook horribly in the arm that Prompto had a hold of. The moment his gun disappeared the blonde pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly, only than did the entire situation dawn on you, as you felt yourself grow weak, happy that Prompto was there to keep you up right.

What was that creature?


“I think now you would like to hear me out.” Ardyn stated.

You recall, rushing to Gladiolus’ side after Ravus shoved him away with relative ease alongside Prompto, only to feel a pressure at your back, and then a quick pulling movement to yourself. Now a strong pressure on your throat, as your hands fly up to the pressure. Your watering eyes strained to look at the others, only to notice the shock horror on their face.

“Now, my dear don’t be so this way.” The deep voice chuckled before for you.

You made to retort, as it only came out as a  wheeze as the man slowly raised you from the ground, you legs kicking to gain purchase, as your fingernails dug into the fabric of his coat. Using all your upper body strength to avoid being strangled by his horridly strong grip.

“Drop her, asshole!” Gladiolus barked, as he moved to rush forward with the others.

You let out a short scream, that was quickly cut off by Ardyn’s hand tighten harder around your windpipe, as you gurgled slightly. “Glad…”

“Yet than again we wouldn’t want our fun to end here so soon.” Ardyn chuckled, as he pulled you close so that he could stare you in the eye. Your eyes locking with the deep red, staring in shock at the black that begun to creep across his eye. “A shield should be more sturdy, wouldn’t you think?”

You forced the words out your mouth, as you felt his hand tighten, “Fuck…you.”

“Hm, seems you still have some fight. I enjoy that.”

You couldn’t even scream as he pulled you back, before tossing you forward, only able to grunt as you landed in Gladiolus’ out stretched arms.

“Y/n, are you alright?” Gladiolus’ inquired.

You couldn’t have him worry about you now, you didn’t want him to worry about you now. Your throat hurt, but you were determined to repay Ardyn back tenfold, along with his little pet Ravus, as you summoned your weapon as the tall man set you down. Only to watch as the two men turn walking away.

“Y/N,” Gladiolus called, as he turned to you, slowly rose your head with gentle fingers under your chin, letting out a growl.

You rose a tentative hand to your neck, flinching at the pain, knowing it was going to bruise something horrible, yet you needed to stop the rage rising in Gladiolus right now, “I’m fine, I promise, all I need is little potion.”

You watched as the fury slowly disappeared from his eyes, only to feel him embrace you tightly, pressing you against his chest. The moment seemed to break you, as you buried your face into his chest, clenching tightly to his shirt, as you promised yourself you weren’t crying.


In the pull you hadn’t realized that you had closed your eyes, only when you stopped did your eyes snap open, as you realized what happened.

“Now, perhaps you’ll hear what I have to say.” Ardyn chuckled from behind you, as he twisted your right arm up and back, the pressure he was putting on it you felt your muscles scream in pain. “Should you follow everything I have to say, we can put this entire manner behind us all.”

Through the pain you glanced toward Ignis, his calm demeanor never seemed to faluter, yet you noticed the small movements only people intimate with the man would notice. His fingers flexed, as if to summon his daggers, or perhaps a spear, as his green eyes dashed around the battlefield analyzing everything.

“It would be rather fun to see how far you can get without your little nurse, wouldn’t that be fun.” Ardyn replied, as he slowly applied more pressure to your shoulder.

You weren’t sure if it was out of reflex, yet you rocked back your free left hand coming into contact with Ardyn’s cheek with a loud smack. Only to shriek as he grabbed the wrist that had dare strike his face, freeing you from his previous hold, now holding you in spot as you stared up into his eyes.

“I could end you here and now, little one without a second thought.”

“Y/n!” Noctis called, as you pulled weakly at the hold Ardyn had on your wrist. “What is it that you want?”

“Don’t give it to him, Noctis!” You yelled, “My life isn’t worth whatever he’s…” You were cut short as you felt a force against your right cheek, the pain rushing through face as you sank to your knees, wrist still within the man’s grip, you didn’t even have time to scream. He had hit you hard enough to throw off your equilibrium and causing a horrid ringing in your ears.

“Y/n!” Ignis called.

You turned watery eyes to the man, “I’m, i’m fine Iggy.”

“Perhaps next time we should have a more private setting.” Ardyn chuckled releasing you left hand, as you cradled it to your chest, checking for sprained and broken bones, at the moment it only seemed bruising. “With this I bow out, see to it that your nurse gets herself fixed up.”

As the man’s coat tails disappear from your view, you slowly stumbled to your feet, the ringing in your head still going full force. You forbid yourself from swooning, you absolutely forbid it. Yet even you knew with the strength he hit you with, he was holding back, and you were lucky he was otherwise…you didn’t want to think about it.

“Y/N!” Ignis gasped, as he appeared at your side, always on time you thought as your legs finally gave out.

“Are you okay, y/n?” Prompto asked, appearing on the other side, ever the concerning type.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, just some bruising.” You forcibly smile, despite the movement causing your face to hurt. “We should get going.”

“You’re in no shape to be walking,wrap your arm around my shoulder.” Ignis replied, as he placed a hand under the back of your knees, swiftly standing, jumping slightly, as Prompto reached out to make sure the man didn’t drop you.

“Prompto, would you mind grabbing an ice pack from the car.” You smile to the small blonde, knowing he wanted to be helpful but didn’t know how, resting your uninjured cheek against Ignis’ shoulder. “I’m not sure what that man is, but he’s not human.”

“For the moment let’s tend to your needs, my dear.”  Ignis replied, as he walked back to the car, Noctis already in the driver seat, allowing you to rest  in Ignis’ lap. The hold he had on your lower back tighten, almost to ensure that you were still there.

The dizziness was tenfold at this point, not wanting to sleep at fear of a concussion, you instead stared straight ahead, realize just what you were up against.

drunken fairytales - a Tom Holland imagine

Hey y'all! I haven’t done an imagine in a while, so here’s an idea that popped into my head earlier.

Summary: Tom saves Y/N from her drunken state and helps her to fall asleep.

Warnings: a bit of swearing, light abuse, alcohol, fluff? idk (let me know if there’s any I missed!)

Word Count: approx. 1763 (it got edited a few times post counting, sorry)

Y/N = your name, Y/E/C = your eye colour

Also, I’m really sorry, I don’t know how to do the ‘Keep Reading’ thing on mobile. Any tips are greatly appreciated!


Tom glanced at his watch as he walked up to the door of Y/N’s apartment with nervous anticipation. He knew it was a bit late to turn up uninvited, but they were close friends, and Tom really wanted to see her. He always loved seeing her, talking to her, being with her, and he was always a little nervous, as he wanted to be the best he could be for her. He was just particularly nervous tonight as he was hoping that her boyfriend, Theo, wasn’t there with her.

Tom despised Theo with all of his heart. Apart from being a total and utter prick, he just wasn’t right for Y/N: too loud, too materialistic, too judgemental. Plus, he treated her like she was just another girl. But she wasn’t just another girl. She was special. She was beyond special.

Y/N and Tom had had a fascinating conversation the other day about classic novels; with Tom realising what he was missing out on, and being lent Animal Farm by George Orwell by Y/N. In just less than a week he had read it, and was coming to return it to her.

He knocked on the door.

No response.

He knocked again.

No response.


The silence continued.

He cupped his hands around he side of his face and tried to look through the peephole, and then the letterbox. He heard muffled loud music, and could have sworn he could smell burning.

“Y/N?!” There was panic in his voice now, fearing the worst.

He realised that he would have to try and enter the apartment.

He looked around for a spare key, but there were no plant pots or mats outside of her apartment.

“Great,” Tom muttered to himself.

Just to satisfy his curiosity, he tried turning the handle.


Y/N always locks her door, Tom thought to himself.

He let himself in, taking in the chaos around him.

The TV was on the music channel, blaring some awful pop song. There was smoke coming out of the oven. And Y/N had collapsed on the sofa.

“Holy shit Y/N,” Tom said to himself, in utter disbelief at the current state of her apartment.

Instinctively, he set down the book on the sideboard next to the door, rushed over to Y/N’s kitchen area, grabbed an oven glove, and retrieved a very burnt chicken from the oven. Smoke left him blind for a second, but he managed to set the tray on the side.

Practically throwing off the oven glove, he rushed to Y/N’s side. He turned down and switched off the TV, noting how the song differed so much from their similar music taste, and lifted Y/N up slightly. Black mascara was smeared all over her face - half from crying, half from propping herself up against the cushion, which now also had makeup smeared all over it.

“Y/N…?” He asked, hoping to get an answer.


“It’s Tom, Y/N. Tom.” He said slowly, reassuringly. “It’s okay, it’s not Theo.”

She muttered incoherently.

He surveyed the table around him. His eyes set on the empty bottle of red wine, and the bottle of vodka that had considerably less in it than it should.

Y/N wasn’t a particularly big drinker. She’d have a glass of wine with dinner perhaps, maybe one or two drinks on a night out. But she was responsible enough to limit herself; more often than not she was the designated driver or helping her own friends out of the club. She got a bit tipsy occasionally, but she was never like this.

“Y/N…how much did you have to drink?” Tom’s voice was etched with concern.

“Hmmm…drink…” Y/N turned on her side, visibly pained. Tom could smell the vodka on her: he didn’t think she’d been sick, which was surprising given the amount she’d probably drunk.

“What happened? Talk to me Y/N, please,” Tom pleaded.

“Theo…ditched me…someone else…ruined…night” she was struggling to stay conscious, let alone form sentences.

Tom immediately decided that she needed to sleep this off.

“Come on, buttercup,” he hoped his affectionate nickname for her would comfort her.

He placed his arm around the back of her neck, hoping to steady her; and surprisingly, her hand found his. She nestled her head into the beginning of his neck.

Tom guided her to her bedroom, easing her on to the bed. Hoping that she’d stay up, he went and got a make-up wipe from the bathroom.

He returned, carefully cupping her face with his left hand, and gently wiping her face with his right hand. Y/N always looked beautiful to him, with or without make up, but she looked most gorgeous when she was natural. He studied her face: her usual soft lips were now slightly chapped, her perfectly shaped nose snivelled every now and again, and her stunning eyes stood out as much as they always did, but it saddened Tom to see that tonight they were complimented with puffy eyes from crying. As he looked deeply into the windows of her soul, she said:

“I look awful…don’t I?” She welled up as she spoke.

“No, of course you don’t…you never do. Please don’t cry, darling,” he caressed her cheek with his thumb, attempting to wipe away the tears. Then, before he knew it, she pulled him into one of the most meaningful hugs he had ever had the pleasure of receiving. Her head was buried in his neck, her arms tightly sprawled around his back. It was etched with pain, almost screaming help me, but it echoed appreciation and love over and over again.

She whispered into his ear, “Thank you.”

“Anything for you,” he whispered back, whilst they soaked up each other’s company.

Eventually they pulled away.

“Here, I’ll help you get ready for bed.”

Y/N appeared to lapse in and out of consciousness again (which to a certain point she was), but she was also taking in Tom. His slightly crooked nose. His cheekbones. His muscles. The little lock of hair that bounced on his head. All of the stories which were spelled out in his eyes. He was the light of her life, and he shone more brightly than ever before.

Tom registered Y/N’s clothes properly for the first time that evening. She was wearing a black, skimpy dress - which Tom instantly recalled to be a choice of Theo’s, not Y/N’s. She looked amazing, but it wasn’t her. It wasn’t the Y/N that Tom knew. She had obviously attempted to cover herself up a bit, as she was also wearing a black cardigan.

As Tom began to slide the cardigan off her arms, he noticed something that he almost wished he hadn’t.

A red mark on her right arm.

A mark that looked relatively raw and very painful.

Y/N winced slightly but didn’t seem to notice that Tom had picked up on it. He decided not to ask her now, but to check it later.

He then began to take her dress off. At this point, Y/N was practically asleep; so with great care Tom unzipped the back of the dress, trying not to catch her soft skin. He then helped slip her legs through, letting the dress fall to the floor. He then picked up both garments and gently lay them on the chair by the window.

He realised that it was probably uncomfortable to sleep in underwear, but he also understood that as much as he wanted to take it off, take his own clothes off, and keep her close to him all night, telling her every now and again how he was never letting her go, it was wrong of him to do so in her current state.

He gently lifted Y/N up (whilst trying not to stare too much at her figure), opened the covers, and helped her in. He decided that he would leave the room for a few minutes.

Tom went back into the kitchen and discarded the chicken, cleaned up a bit, soaked the (hopefully not) stained cushion, and wrote a note to explain the situation to a hungover Y/N in the morning. Signing it ’T x’, he wondered if she would realise it was him and not Theo. Holding the book and the note, he went back into the bedroom.

Placing both items on the beside table, Tom looked at Y/N one last time - thankful for arriving when he did - and turned to leave, when Y/N’s fingers lightly brushed his.

“Stay…for a minute please.”

Tom smiled slightly, sitting beside Y/N, looking down at her sleepy face.

“Tell me a…story.”

“What kind of story?”

“A good one…a fairytale.”

Tom remembered the classic fairytales that Y/N had passionately gushed about, such as those of Hans Christian Andersen and the Brothers Grimm.

He paused for a moment.

“Okay,” he breathed, thinking as hard as he could.

“Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl. A knight and a princess.”

Tom cringed inside. A knight in shining armour? Really?

“They were friends. Well, the knight loved the princess, but she was engaged to the prince of the next kingdom, and he was too scared to tell her.”

“Tell her what?”

Does she not realise, Tom thought to himself.

“That he loved her.”

Y/N seemed to think about this for a minute.

“I think he should. I’d want to know if someone secretly loved me.”

Tom smiled; regret, admiration and love pumping through his veins.

“But the prince treated her really badly. Like she wasn’t worth anything. When really she was worth the kingdom’s weight in gold.”

Y/N looked intrigued, gripped. She really doesn’t get it…

“Then one day, the prince locked her away, saying that if anyone came to rescue her, he would capture her kingdom to be his own forever. Everyone ran away, but the knight knew that he had to save the princess - not just for the kingdom, but because he loved the princess.”

Where are you going with this, Holland?

“The prince and the knight duelled, and the knight easily won, as he…he really loved the princess.”

He paused.

“How does it end?” Y/N asked groggily, but excitedly.

“I don’t know. I…haven’t decided yet.”

Y/N smiled wearily: “Okay, well…let me know when you do…” and with that, Y/N turned on her side and instantaneously let sleep overcome her.

Tom smiled. He knew how he wanted the story to end, but would it?

He brushed Y/N’s cheek again, smoothly placing a stray hair behind her ear.

He kissed her cheek: “Sleep tight, princess.”

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I loved writing it! Let me know what you think. Also, I have some ideas for a part two, so if you want it, request, message or comment! Have a great day xx


more blindshipping mlb au

one of the many close calls where they nearly figure out each other. cat keeps his word during the ordeal and both walk away with their civilian identities intact. 

yuugi isn’t as keen on his secret identity being exposed to anyone - he doesn’t want his friends and family to ever be targeted, especially since some of them do happen to have connections to the pharaoh’s court. things have been getting a little tense lately. (tho he claims that he has no interest in cat whatsoever, he still doesn’t want cat to be disappointed in how orginary yuugi is. cat is very important to him. and atem definitely never needs to know, even if a relationship btwn him and yuugi would never actually happen.)

atem, while equally concerned with keeping his identity as the prince locked down, is secure in his trust in ladybug. still, he understands the need for secrets and does not actively push for answers. (that’s not to say that atem doesn’t hoard every single fact or hint that ladybug accidentally lets slip about his civilian identity. part of the reason why atem doesn’t push is that he’s sure he’ll eventually figure out who ladybug is. it’s like a game, and he’s so good at games.)

i think this would probably take place a bit after yuugi and cat officially become friends, and this moment would weigh pretty heavy in yuugi’s head when cat drops in on him the next few times. while ladybug has been slowly gravitating to cat over the course of their partnership, this is probably what really pushes yuugi into starting to consider cat and the possibilities. 

atem is pleased that yuugi is warming up to him, even if yuugi doesn’t know that it’s actually the prince that he’s been sharing those long games and conversations in the dead of night. while his feelings for ladybug haven’t wavered, yuugi’s bright smiles and gentleness make atem feel so warm and happy.

it gets to the point where atem will find himself looking for yuugi when he enters the room, and staring just a bit too long when he does see yuugi. mana (and mahaad to a much lesser extent) teases him mercilessly over this.

yuugi adds cat to his daydreams.