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[princesseilish]

BLOOD MOON 4.

Vampire!Paige x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of blood, stalking, obsession

Synopsis: paige's obsession with you is starting to crack, will you let her bite you?

Chapter Four: The Edge of Trust

The next morning was a quiet lie.

Birdsong filtered in through cracks in the windowpane like nothing had happened, like the world hadn’t shifted on its axis just hours earlier. But for Y/N, sleep had been a distant stranger, and her heartbeat hadn’t settled since Paige vanished into the night.

She’d stood by the window for hours after Paige left—watching, hoping.

But she didn’t come back.

And yet, something in Y/N had already changed. A thread had been pulled loose inside her, and now it was unraveling faster than she could stop it. Curiosity wasn’t enough to name it anymore. It was something deeper.

It was knowing.

Paige wasn’t human.

And somehow, Y/N wasn’t afraid of that.

She was afraid of what it meant.

Afraid of what it would cost.

Azzi didn’t speak to Paige for two days.

She didn’t have to.

Her absence was its own punishment—a silent, growing void that shadowed every step Paige took. Even when Paige tried to feed, tried to find a moment of control in the quiet act of survival, it tasted like ash in her mouth.

She couldn’t stop hearing Y/N’s voice. Couldn’t stop seeing her face when she asked, What are you?

Couldn’t stop wondering what would’ve happened if she’d just told her everything right there under the streetlight.

But she hadn’t.

And now the silence was catching up with her.

On the third night, Paige returned to the rooftop.

Y/N was already there.

She didn’t turn when Paige landed behind her—just kept her gaze fixed on the dark skyline, legs drawn up to her chest, hoodie pulled tight around her shoulders.

“You’re late,” she said softly.

Paige didn’t answer right away. “Didn’t know we had plans.”

Y/N smiled without looking. “We always do.”

That struck something deep inside Paige—something old, something buried.

“I wasn’t sure if I should come back,” Paige said, voice low.

“I wasn’t sure you would,” Y/N replied.

Silence settled between them, thick with everything unsaid. Paige stepped closer, the wind tugging at her coat, her eyes locked on the edge of Y/N’s profile.

She looked tired.

Strong, but tired.

“I’m not supposed to talk to you anymore,” Paige said.

“Why?”

“Because you saw too much.”

Y/N turned then, slowly, her eyes catching the faint glow of the city lights. “And if I hadn’t? Would you have kept pretending forever?”

Paige didn’t answer. She didn’t need to.

The answer was yes.

And they both knew it.

Y/N stood, crossing the rooftop until only a breath separated them. Paige could feel her heat, could hear the rush of blood beneath her skin—steady, unwavering.

“You’re dangerous,” Y/N said quietly.

Paige flinched.

“But not in the way you think,” Y/N continued. “You didn’t scare me, Paige. Not when you showed up without a shadow. Not when your eyes glowed in the dark. Not even when Azzi looked at me like I was already dead.”

She paused.

“You scared me when you left.”

Paige’s breath caught.

Y/N reached up, her fingers grazing Paige’s wrist—not quite a touch, but close enough to burn.

“So don’t lie to me,” she said. “Don’t run. If you want me to walk away, say it. Say it now, and I will.”

Paige stared at her.

And then, softly—

“I can’t.”

Y/N smiled, slow and sad. “Good.”

Later, when the moon was at its highest and the city slept beneath them, Paige told her more.

Not everything.

But enough.

She told her about the Others—those who ruled from the shadows, who fed without restraint, who had eyes and ears in every city. She told her about the blood pacts, about the history buried beneath cemeteries and old cathedrals. About why Azzi was sent to watch her, and what would happen if the wrong people found out what Paige had done.

What she had risked.

“What happens now?” Y/N asked.

Paige looked down at her hands. “That depends on whether you trust me.”

“I do.”

Too fast.

Too certain.

Paige looked up. “Why?”

“Because you’re terrified,” Y/N said. “And people who are trying to hide the monster they think they are? Usually aren’t the ones you need to worry about.”

Paige swallowed hard, the words catching somewhere between her ribs and her throat.

She didn’t deserve this.

Didn’t deserve Y/N’s belief, her calm, her faith.

But she wanted it.

And that made her dangerous.

Not to Y/N.

To everyone else.

Because now?

Paige had something to protect.

And she would burn the world to keep her safe.

The wind had teeth that night.

It slid through the narrow alleyways of the city like it was searching for something — or someone. Y/N pulled her jacket tighter, but it didn’t help. The chill wasn’t from the cold.

It was from the absence.

Paige hadn’t come back.

Not since that night under the streetlight, when Y/N asked the question no one was supposed to ask.

What are you?

And Paige had almost answered.

Almost.

But then she’d disappeared again — the way she always did — like a shadow retreating from the dawn. And Y/N was left staring at empty air, wondering if any of it had even been real.

But she knew it was.

She could still feel Paige. In the places she had stood. In the way the world bent slightly around where she wasn’t anymore. In her own chest — the ache that hadn’t stopped since Paige left.

It was like gravity had shifted.

And she was still falling.

When Paige finally came to her again, it wasn’t at the window.

It was inside.

Y/N had left the balcony door open. She didn’t know why. She just… had.

She was sitting on the edge of her bed, barely blinking, wrapped in a blanket and a silence that felt endless — when Paige’s voice, soft as breath, spoke behind her.

“You’re not safe with me.”

Y/N turned slowly.

Paige stood just inside the doorway, barely lit by the golden spill of the streetlights below. Her coat clung to her like shadow, and her eyes — dark, too-dark — locked on Y/N like they were memorizing her all over again.

“I don’t care,” Y/N said, voice steady.

Paige flinched like the words had struck her.

“You should.”

“I don’t,” Y/N repeated, standing now. “I’m not afraid of you.”

Paige looked away.

“You should be,” she whispered. “I’m not… I’m not made for this. For you.”

Y/N took a step closer. “Then why are you here?”

A long silence.

Paige’s jaw tightened, and her voice broke when she finally answered. “Because I can’t stay away.”

The words hung in the air between them — fragile and sharp.

Y/N felt something shift in her chest. Like her heart was learning a new rhythm, one that beat only for Paige’s voice.

“Then don’t,” she said.

Paige laughed softly, bitterly. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“Then tell me,” Y/N said. “Tell me what you are.”

Paige was still as stone. A statue cast in regret.

And then—quietly, reluctantly—

“I was human. Once.”

Y/N’s throat tightened.

“What happened?”

Paige hesitated, then looked up at her, and the weight in her eyes was centuries deep.

“I died,” she said.

And Y/N knew she didn’t mean it metaphorically.

They sat across from each other in the half-light of Y/N’s apartment, knees nearly touching, breath mingling.

Paige was too still. Too quiet.

And Y/N couldn’t stop watching her.

The way she barely moved.

The way her chest didn’t rise unless she forced it to.

The way her eyes seemed to catch the light differently than any human’s ever could.

“Do you feed?” Y/N asked, her voice barely audible.

Paige closed her eyes. “Not like the others.”

“You drink blood?”

“Yes.”

Y/N didn’t flinch.

“Have you ever… hurt someone?”

A beat passed.

Paige opened her eyes again. “Not in a long time.”

Silence.

Y/N could feel the thread between them now — like a string pulled tight across the room, fraying at the edges with tension.

“I should leave,” Paige said, standing too quickly. “They’re watching you now. Because of me. And if they know how much I care about you—”

“Then don’t leave,” Y/N said, standing too. “Stay. Let them watch.”

“They’ll hurt you.”

“Then teach me how to survive them.”

Paige’s hands were trembling. She hadn’t trembled in decades.

“You don’t understand,” she said hoarsely. “You’re everything I’ve tried to stay away from. And now that I’ve let you in—if they take you from me—”

“They won’t,” Y/N said. “You won’t let them.”

Paige’s eyes met hers.

And in them, Y/N saw everything she’d suspected from the beginning.

Hunger.

Agony.

Longing.

And something far more terrifying.

Hope.

Paige reached out, slowly, like touching her might shatter everything.

When their fingers met, the world stopped spinning.

“I don’t know what this is,” Paige whispered, “but it’s killing me.”

Y/N stepped closer, until there was nothing between them.

“Then die with me.”

Paige let out a breath she didn’t need to take.

And then, without a word, she brought Y/N’s hand to her lips.

Not to bite.

To promise.

“I won’t let anything touch you,” she murmured. “Not them. Not even me. I swear it.”

Y/N closed her eyes.

And Paige knew she was lost.

Not in blood.

Not in death.

But in her.

Perfect. Let’s raise the stakes and test that promise.

It started with the smell of smoke.

Faint at first — just a strange hint in the air outside Y/N’s window. But Paige wasn’t fooled. It wasn’t fire.

It was ash.

Old. Ritualistic. The kind burned by trackers.

By predators.

She was out of the apartment before Y/N even noticed she’d moved. One moment she was standing beside her. The next — gone.

A blur in the dark.

Y/N called her name, heart already pounding, but Paige didn’t come back.

Paige landed hard on the rooftop across the street, crouching low. The scent was stronger here, curling around the edges of her senses like smoke with a purpose.

Not human.

Not quite like her either.

One of them.

But not Azzi.

This was worse.

She scanned the skyline. The wind shifted — and then she saw him.

Perched on a water tower like a gargoyle from some long-forgotten nightmare. Pale. Grinning. Too still.

His name was Kael.

He hadn’t been seen in years. Which usually meant he’d been feeding.

Paige’s fists clenched. “You’re not supposed to be here.”

Kael tilted his head, all sharp edges and mockery. “And yet… here I am. Funny how rumors drag us all back to town, isn’t it?”

Paige’s jaw tightened. “She’s off-limits.”

“Oh,” he said, smiling wider. “So it’s true, then.”

Paige didn’t answer.

Didn’t need to.

Kael’s eyes sparkled — gold-tinted and feral. “You’ve gone soft.”

“She’s under my protection.”

“Then I suppose she dies under you,” he said, dropping from the tower with a predator’s grace.

Paige launched forward.

The fight was fast. Brutal. Violent in a way humans couldn’t comprehend.

Claws out. Teeth bared. Movements too fast for the eye to follow.

They hit the alley wall, slammed into steel and brick. Paige took a blow to the ribs and didn’t feel it. Kael laughed.

“She smells like fear and sunlight,” he hissed. “Delicious little thing. I bet she even trusts you.”

Paige snarled — and slammed him through the hood of a car.

The metal screamed. The windshield shattered.

Kael vanished in a blink of shadow.

Paige straightened slowly, blood dripping from her knuckles. Her skin was already healing — but she felt raw. Exposed.

She turned.

And froze.

Y/N was standing at the edge of the alley.

She had followed her.

Of course she had.

She wasn’t breathing.

“Paige?” her voice broke slightly.

Paige turned slowly, skin pale, veins still raised from the fight. Her eyes — black, starless, bottomless — locked onto Y/N’s.

She had never let Y/N see her like this.

And now there was no hiding it.

Y/N stared.

Not in fear.

Not yet.

Just in shock.

Paige didn’t move.

Didn’t speak.

Didn’t blink.

Her voice, when it finally came, was cracked.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Y/N stepped forward anyway.

Paige stepped back.

“I could’ve killed him,” she said, more to herself than to Y/N.

“I know.”

“I could’ve killed you.”

“I don’t believe that.”

Paige’s jaw clenched, and something flickered behind her expression — hunger, sharp and aching, twisted with guilt.

“You don’t understand what I am,” she whispered.

Y/N’s voice was barely audible. “Then show me.”

Paige stilled.

The wind caught her hair. Her coat. Her breath.

“You’d never see me the same again.”

Y/N took another step. “I think I already don’t.”

Somewhere beneath them, Kael pulled himself out of the wreckage.

His smile was a promise.

“I’ll be back,” he murmured to no one.

And when he returned, he wouldn’t be alone.

The night had swallowed them whole, and Y/N was still standing there, frozen in front of Paige, her heartbeat steady yet loud in Paige’s ears. There was something dangerous in the air, an invisible thread pulling them closer, no matter how much Paige wanted to fight it.

Paige had always been in control. She’d learned to be. She’d learned to exist in a world where nothing lasted, where trust was a weakness and attachments were a luxury she couldn’t afford. But Y/N was different. She always had been.

And now, standing here, Paige felt the weight of that difference more than ever before.

She was close — so close — that she could feel the heat of Y/N’s skin. The pulse of her blood beneath her. It was intoxicating. And the words on the tip of her tongue almost hurt to speak.

“You don’t understand,” Paige whispered, her voice a low, dangerous rasp. “What I am. What I need.”

Y/N didn’t move. Didn’t flinch.

“I think I understand more than you realize,” Y/N said softly, stepping closer.

Paige felt the ground shift under her feet. Her heart — or what was left of it — skipped a beat. She wanted to pull away, to run, to keep Y/N safe from the hunger that was clawing at her from within. But she didn’t.

She couldn’t.

“Y/N…” Paige’s voice was rough. “This isn’t a game. If I—if I do this, you can’t take it back. You can’t walk away.”

Y/N’s eyes softened, that warmth she always carried there pulling at Paige in ways she didn’t want to acknowledge. “I don’t want to walk away. Not from you.”

And then, in that moment, everything inside Paige snapped.

She couldn’t stop herself.

Before Y/N could speak another word, before she could process what was happening, Paige’s lips were on hers — the kiss desperate, searching, hungry.

But this wasn’t a kiss. Not entirely.

This was something darker. A need. An undeniable pull that had taken hold of them both. Paige’s fangs, sharp and deadly, scraped against Y/N’s lips as she deepened the kiss, tasting the blood that was now so close to the surface.

Y/N didn’t pull away. She didn’t flinch, even when Paige’s hand slid into her hair, fingers curling and tugging her closer. There was no fear in her, only trust. Only a quiet, dangerous determination.

Paige could feel the shift in her, feel the way Y/N’s pulse raced faster, the blood inside her rising to the surface, calling to Paige’s hunger. The blood was calling to her, begging for the inevitable.

With a growl that barely escaped her throat, Paige broke the kiss and pulled away just enough to look at Y/N, her eyes burning with a dangerous hunger.

Y/N was breathing hard, her lips swollen from the kiss. “Paige…” she whispered, and there was something in her voice now — something that wasn’t quite fear, but something just as intense. “Do it.”

Paige’s heart stuttered in her chest. She had to stop this. She couldn’t. She shouldn’t.

But the hunger was overwhelming, the need unbearable.

Y/N didn’t need to ask again.

Without another word, Paige leaned down, her lips brushing Y/N’s throat, just below her ear, where the pulse beat so beautifully in time with her own.

Her fangs extended fully, sharp and ready.

Y/N’s breath hitched as Paige’s teeth grazed the soft skin of her neck.

“Are you sure?” Paige breathed against her skin, her voice strained with the effort to hold herself back.

Y/N’s voice was barely a whisper. “Yes.”

And then, with one swift motion, Paige’s fangs sank into Y/N’s skin.

A gasp escaped from Y/N’s lips, sharp and pained, but there was no hesitation in her. Paige could feel her pulse surge beneath her fangs, could taste the rich, warm blood that poured into her mouth, filling the emptiness inside her, silencing the beast within her.

Y/N’s body tensed, but she didn’t push Paige away. She didn’t scream. She didn’t run. She just stood there, trembling, as Paige drank deep.

The world around them seemed to vanish — there was nothing but the heat of their bodies pressed close, the sound of Y/N’s breath, the pulsing blood that was now forever hers. It was intoxicating. Overwhelming. Paige could feel everything — every thought, every feeling Y/N had, flooding her like a river that could never be dammed.

When Paige finally pulled away, Y/N’s neck was marked — two twin punctures that would never fully heal, a permanent symbol of the bond they had just forged.

Y/N was breathing heavily, her eyes wide and dazed, but there was no fear there. Only a deep, aching trust.

Paige could feel the shift inside her, feel the bond tighten. She’d crossed a line that could never be uncrossed.

The moment of hunger passed, and Paige’s mind cleared — but only just. She wanted to apologize. To pull back, to give Y/N space. But she couldn’t move. Not yet. Not when Y/N was still here, still standing before her, with that quiet acceptance in her eyes.

“I told you,” Paige whispered, her voice breaking. “You don’t know what this means. You can’t walk away now.”

Y/N reached up, her hand trembling slightly as she touched the bite on her neck, her fingers brushing over the tender skin.

“I don’t want to walk away,” she said again, her voice soft but steady.

Paige felt a knot tighten in her chest. “This is dangerous. For you. For me. For everything.”

Y/N’s eyes held hers with an intensity that burned. “Maybe it is. But I’m not afraid of you, Paige.”

Paige swallowed, the weight of her own thoughts pressing down on her chest. She wanted to tell her to run. To leave before it was too late.

But it was too late.

Y/N had already made her choice.

And so had Paige.

[hearts4chriss]

WHEN ARE WE GETTING PRINCESS PART 2😫😍 (AND ALSO I LOVE YOUR FICS DONT EVER STOP🫶🏽)

VERYYY SOON ITS DONE :))

( I’m jus going thru a lot rn )

[riaki]

i’m behind h

[chlosology]

HELLO!!!!!!!

CLAIREPRINCESS MY LOVE

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[daughterwifed]

forget jimmy getting you pregnant. i’ll do it my damn self

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[bangchanwifey]

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contains: bf!sim jaeyun x female!reader

warnings: nsfw, fluff, suggestive content, language, mentions of sex/oral sex, jake being a simp, mdni!!!

-bf!jake who treats you like a princess, never saying no to you and buying you everything you want

-bf!jake who’s utterly obsessed with you and isn’t afraid to hide it

-bf!jake who’s shows you off and posts you frequently because he needs everyone to know you’re his and he’s yours

-bf!jake who will often facetime/call you when you’re apart because he can barely go a day without talking to you

-bf!jake who loves to spoil you even when you tell him it’s too much (it only makes him want to do it more)

-bf!jake who is clingy as hell especially when he hasn’t seen you in a while

-bf!jake who absolutely worships the ground you walk on and would literally do anything for you

-bf!jake who is your number one supporter and has always been by your side no matter what

nsfw warning!!!

-bf!jake who could eat your pussy for hours straight and never get tired of it

-bf!jake who is obsessed with your thighs, ass, tits, etc. and can never keep his hands to himself

-bf!jake who begs you to sit on his face because “he just loves the way you look on top of him”

-bf!jake who whispers the nastiest shit during sex because he knows how much you enjoy it

“my good fucking girl, taking daddy’s cock so well.”

-bf!jake who loves to cover your body with hickies and make you look like your practically ruined

-bf!jake who becomes a complete mess when you’re riding his cock, it’s his favorite thing in the world

“holy shit- baby.. you look so beautiful riding me like this. don’t stop.”

-bf!jake who lowkey gets turned on when you call him daddy even if you’re joking, though he tries to hide it (he’s not good at it)

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[princesseilish]

Heyyyy been missing your writing had an idea of Rosie going to billies show for the first time? Please? If not that's fine

FIRST SHOW

Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, that’s like all

Synopsis: it’s Ro’s first time going to one of billie’s concerts, and she can’t contain her excitement

Rosie had always known her mommy was Billie Eilish, but to her, that was just a name. Just something other people called her. Because at home, Billie wasn’t some worldwide superstar—she was just Mommy. The one who made her pancakes shaped like bears, the one who let her sit on her lap during movie nights, and the one who sang her to sleep every night.

So when y/n finally told Rosie that she’d be going to Billie’s show for the first time, the little girl screamed.

“I get to see Mommy sing? Like, for real?”

Y/n laughed as she helped her daughter pick out her outfit for the night. “Like, for real.”

Rosie gasped, dramatically placing a hand on her chest. “I need to look so cool.”

Y/n bit back a smile. “You always look cool, baby.”

—

The moment they arrived at the venue, Rosie’s excitement reached an entirely new level. Dressed in an oversized Billie Eilish hoodie (courtesy of her mommy, of course), her tiny noise-canceling headphones hanging around her neck, she held y/n’s hand tightly as they were escorted backstage.

Rosie’s big brown eyes widened as she took in the busy energy around her—crew members running around, instruments being tuned, cameras flashing. It was a whole new world.

And then—

“BUG!”

Before Rosie could even react, Billie sprinted towards her, scooping her up into her arms.

“Mommy!!!” Rosie giggled, throwing her arms around Billie’s neck. “I’m at your show!”

Billie kissed her cheeks repeatedly, making Rosie squeal. “You are at my show! And you look so cute, bug, oh my god.”

Rosie pulled back just enough to give Billie an intense look. “Mommy, I’m so excited.”

Billie let out a soft laugh, rocking Rosie side to side. “Are you ready to watch me sing?”

Rosie nodded aggressively. “Yes! But—” she held up a finger, “—can you sing Mommy Song first?”

Y/n covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.

Billie raised an amused brow. “What song, baby?”

Rosie blinked up at her. “I Love You,” she said, as if it were obvious.

Billie’s heart melted. “Bug… I love you so much.”

“I know,” Rosie grinned, poking Billie’s cheek. “That’s why you gotta sing it first!”

—

When the show finally started, Rosie was mesmerized.

She had seen Billie sing before, of course—but never like this. Never with flashing lights and thousands of people screaming her mommy’s name.

Rosie stood on y/n’s lap in the VIP section, wearing her little headphones, her eyes huge as she watched Billie move across the stage.

“She’s so cool,” Rosie whispered, completely in awe.

Y/n kissed the top of her head. “She really is, baby.”

And then, during a quieter moment in the show, Billie looked towards their section.

“This is a really special night for me,” she said into the mic, a warm smile spreading across her face. “Because my baby—my little bug—is here at my show for the very first time tonight.”

Rosie’s eyes lit up as the crowd cheered.

Billie looked directly at her and said, “Hi, bug.”

Rosie gasped. “SHE SAID HI TO ME.”

The crowd lost it.

Billie grinned. “This one’s for you, baby.”

And when the first chords of I Love You started playing, Rosie immediately turned to y/n, whispering very seriously, “I told you she would sing it first.”

Y/n laughed, hugging her daughter tight. “Yeah, baby. You were right.”

And for the rest of the night, Rosie didn’t take her eyes off her mommy—not even once.

[hearts4chriss]

will we get his princess chap 4???

Yesss working on it now :))

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

I feel like tan is touch starved and the reader is very cuddly and loves showing him affection. Like he gets home from a job and is drained and tired, it's the first time the reader is staying the night and she's constantly hugging him and making sure he's OK after the job, he feels safe around her. Ends with something cute like there watching a film but he gets tired and lays his head on her lap and she gently strokes his hair and as he falls asleep he tells her he loves her

hii!! omg I love stuff like this sm!?! thank you for requesting, hope you like it 💌

reverse comfort

tangerine x fem!reader

wc || 425

again sorry to all those on the tan taglist, my inbox it full of tan so you guys got some reading to do 😭😭

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Tangerine had not long been home from work, and you could instantly tell by his sluggish expression that his day had not been easy. Whenever you saw him like this, all you wanted to do, was love and care for him. His job wasn't the healthiest, and occasionally you could tell that some days had more effect on him than others— and today was one of those days.

You were still in the early stage of your relationship, so this was the first time staying over his for the night. You have never seen him immediately after a mission- he would always go home, clean up and refresh before seeing you- so this was something very new to you— more intimate even. 

He looked so defeated after his day, and the sight of him was enough to tug your heartstrings. All you wanted to do, was make him feel better. So, you did. You ran him a bath, washed his hair, cleaned the blood from under his nails, dried and dressed him; you did everything you could to lighten his heavy load of the day. Whatever you thought he needed-you did it.

Once Tangerine was clean and semi-relaxed, you ushered him to the sofa, allowing him to lay flat with his head resting upon your lap as you watched a film. Your hand is tender and warm, cupping his cheek and brushing over the apple with your thumb. You watched over him, counting the tiny patch of sun freckles under his eyes, looking down at him with nothing but admiration. His blue gaze softens as he looks up at you, and he seems content, happy- much unlike an hour ago.

"How you feeling?" you quietly ask, brushing your fingers over the small curls that framed his face.

"Better," he gently smiles, closing his eyes as he melts into your delicate touch. "Thank you," he adds, extending a hand into your spare one, lacing into your fingers. Tangerine brings your entangled hand to his mouth, and he places a soft kiss on the back of it, never once leaving your gaze. "I appreciate you,"

"I appreciate you, too," you smile and lean over him, peppering his forehead with a tender kiss. "You're so beautiful," you whisper, stroking over his brows as if to soothe him, watching his lids grow heavy under your touch. "Now you get some rest,"

"I love you," he murmurs, loosening his grip on your hand.

"I love you," you grin, tucking the blanket around his sleeping form. "So much."

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Checking up on my shifter mooties, got some questions for you to answer if you wanna! Its to help with connecting to your drs and remembering we are literally in our drs rn cus ik it's east to sometimes forget that fact🤫

🐦‍🔥 :: What is your government name in your dr and what are some other names you go by? Do you have any nicknames?

🩷 :: What does your bedroom look like?

🎀 :: Do you have a routine to relax and wind down? What do you do after a long days work.

💌 :: Show me some of the food you are most excited to eat in your dr like desserts, meals all that stuff

💋 :: If you have one, whose your s/o and what do yall do to spend time together? (Your s/o can be platonic like your bestfriend for this!)

🫀 :: Show off your wardrobe style or your aesthetic

🐙 :: What are you most iconically known for I your dr? This can be multiple things

🦩 :: Describe your scent(s)

🥀 :: If you have any, what are your powers and your drawbacks/side effects

🌺 :: [Specifically for hero themed drs] Who is your favourite patrolling buddie(s), and do you prefer nighttime or daytime patrols

🍒 :: [Highschool/College themed drs like MHA] What subjects do you do and what extra curriculum do you attend? Also are you behind on your homework...🤨

Answer as many or as little questions as you like, and copy paste these into another shifters inbox! Have fun! Sending yall so much loveeee mwah mwah mwah

You are so so so right. We are in our drs right now, we've already shifted. This is totally a good way to remind ourselves (◍•ᴗ•◍)

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🐦‍🔥 :: My full government name is Jasmine Aurora Usagiyama. Some of the nicknames I have include Jaz/Jas from my big sis, Aurora from a lot of my cousins, or ironically princess

🩷 ::

The first photo is the lovely bed I wake up in every morning. The second photo and third is more features of my room. It's quite big as well. So imagine my surprise to how small the dorms were 😭

🎀 :: Most times, it's either me playing with my pet bunny, or reading up on a new language that I have to learn for my spells. I also love to play roblox or any other video games with anyone else in the class

💌 :: so I'm a foodie, no matter where I go. And I love to cook, so if I see something I like, I'm gonna try to find the recipe and cook/bake it!! Most times I go for something with more protein though. Here's a few that I made that I've enjoyed or most of my classmates can't stop asking me for 😭

💋 :: my s/o is Shoto, and I can't lie we've spent a lot of times in the kitchen while talking together. He loves my cooking, especially when I make Soba for him. But I'm trying to expand his taste to other food. We also spend together when we study, which in turn goes from a study session to us just playing games together. I love playing horror games with him, only because he always seems more calm then me, and I rather play it with someone else that can lead 😓

🫀 :: If I see anything cute and pink, it's going to my closet ❀(*´▽`*)❀

🐙 :: oh this is very simple (maybe, maybe not 😭). My mom's family is a very famous family known for their magic quirks called the Arcania family. They are famous due to the fact that everyone has a different aesthetic to their magic. Some can be set around from fiery, shadow-like, or stormy visuals all the way to having magical visuals that are all cards (for example, all they're spells are casted through cards) or even having a more celestial visual. It can effect how we look too depending on what we get for our magical visual (I can make a more detailed post if anyone wants more info)

So for me, my magic visual/aesthetic is more on the pink and whimsical princess vibes. Soft and pink like Disney princesses (hence my middle name Aurora) Once somebody in my family develop their aesthetic, it can never be copied or found again in another person. So I've also gotten the nickname 'Princess of Arcania' which doesn't mean I am a princess of some land 😭, it's just what I've been described like through the family. And I'm also known for being Miruko's sister, even though we have very different...everything. Our personalities, our overall aesthetic is all different, but we are very close <3

🦩 :: my scent consists of vanilla and strawberry, and whenever I use my magic, it leaves off the notes of these scents as well. So I love using them ♥︎

🥀 :: so I have two quirks - bunny mutant (like my sister) and my magic quirk from my mom's side called mystic manifestations. I'll probably make a more detailed post about it, but some drawbacks include ➩

Using up my mana is like losing my blood, but I can have more control over my mana and more in general through practicing, meditating, and pushing my past my limits

Because my magic flows through my blood, it kinda effects how I see the world. For me, I see more soft hues of pink, soft sparkles, etc! It gets worst when I have my drawbacks. Everyone on my magical family side has the same thing. We all have magic flowing through our veins, yet everyone’s magic just looks different (visuals and aesthetics, etc!)

Also due to my magic, I have a whole lot of side effects. There are normally harmless, but they can make me stand out. I'll probably make a post just on all of them because there are a lot, but here are a few ➺

Harmless side effects: Emotional pink, glittery sparkles appear whenever I experience strong emotions like joy, excitement, or embarrassment. My eyes or hands might emit a faint rosy glow during moments of happiness or creativity. Tiny heart-shaped puffs, starry bubbles, or glowing butterflies occasionally appear and float around me, especially when I'm feeling playful or dreamy. Objects might shimmer or glow when I'm particularly animated. My presence seems to make lights more warmer and comforting. I leave behind faint trails of sparkles when moving quickly or gesturing dramatically, like during an excited conversation. Food and drinks I prepare might swirl into heart or flower shapes without me noticing, etc!!

🌺 :: my favorite patrolling buddy has to be Uraraka. I love my girl so so so so much! She's so adorable, yet can get seriously when we have to fight or encounter villains. We joke a lot, or talk about anything in the between. She doesn't make me feel bad for my likes and the way I present myself. I'd probably prefer day time, only because there's no way for me to be all stealthy with my magic and all!

🍒 :: well some of the subjects that are specific to the hero courses are: Foundational Heroics Studies, Battle training, and Hero lessons. We take the general courses like Math, Science, English (which I don't really need due to me growing up in America), Japanese, PE, Health Class, and World history. (we do not have classes on Saturday, and they end at 3pm <3)

I attend the music classes, as I play in the band and orchestra (I play violin and flute, piccolo, trumpet, piano, and guitar) And I make sure to stay up on my home work, so I have free time for all of it as well

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Ask anymore questions, as I love to answer them all!! I'm already in my dr, I have already shifted, it is done

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✧˖°. PAIGE BUECKERS Masterlist! 𝜗ৎ

There's sooo much more to come enjoy !!

♡ Fluff (coming soon)

✦ Angst

Nobody Gets Me ✦→ Singer!reader who makes a song about her now ex-girlfriend, Paige bueckers who is desperate, but failing to ignore it all completely

★ Others/AU

Surfer!Paige 🌊

The Calming of the waves ♡ → the reader is a young single mom to her daughter Hazel, they catch the eyes of a certain surfer who so happens to be a regular at that beach

Boxer!Paige🥊

Make it out ♡ ✦ → Paige is an underground boxer trying to make it to the big leagues, for her girlfriend, the reader, who is working double as a waitress at some crummy diner. The young couple face many hardships throughout, it's a rough journey

Officer!Paige 🚔

No matter what ♡ ✦ → Paige's pregnant wife gets kidnapped in their home while Paige is at work, go with her on her mission to save and find her wife, no matter what it takes

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