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[solaireverie]

aa23 | put it into speed drive

summary: [ lawyer!alex albon x f!driver!reader — social media au ] alex is contracted to help you get out of trouble after you land in hot water

faceclaim: florence pugh

warnings: language, dirty jokes

author’s note: hello party people!! so happy to bring you the first installment of in their shoes, my series with @lorarri about driver!reader. chaotic reader is the love of my life frfr

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yourusername eat pasta drive fasta 🏎🍝

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user mother is mothering 😩

user i live for y/n's photodumps

user everyone say thank you y/n for feeding us!!

redbullracing let her cook 😌

user the way y/n looks at the camera in slide 2 🫣

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redbullracing Oracle Red Bull Racing is aware of the charges being brought against driver Y/N L/N. Oracle Red Bull Racing respects all official decisions and will be assisting Y/N in any legal proceedings. We ask for privacy and discretion during this period of time.

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y/nupdates y/n left the monaco police station this morning accompanied by her lawyer, alex albon. alex is also a family friend and was contracted by red bull to help y/n with any legal issues that may arise. y/n and alex left on motorcycle shortly after she was released. when asked about recent events, y/n stated that she isn't worried and that she's in good hands (implied to be alex's)

pictured above: y/n this morning, a photo captured by passerby of alex on his bike waiting for y/n, and a picture of alex found on his firm's website

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user y/n's slaying everywhere 😍 even getting arrested isn't stopping her from serving with every outfit

↪ user omg fr i love her jacket and boots

↪ user we should have a y/n style account ngl

user damn her lawyer's hotttt 😳

↪ user yeah exactly!!! so glad someone else sees my ✨ vision ✨

user lol i can already see this dude getting a migraine within the first two hours of dealing with y/n

↪ user she's a menace and while i love her for that i pity her lawyer 😂

↪ user our thoughts and prayers for mr albon 🕯🕯🕯

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effwontea ok so who was going to tell me that y/n's lawyer is hot, cute, AND good with animals - admin g 👾

what crimes do i need to commit to hire alex to defend me 😳 - admin t 💃

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user idk if anyone's noticed but he's actually in a few of her older vlogs 👀 guess they've been friends for a while

↪ user and she hasn't showed us him until now???

↪ user i went back to watch the videos with alex in them and omg they're so cute togetherrrrrr

↪ user ikr!!! did you see that part where she drives them around monaco and he's literally scared for his life but also staring at y/n with heart eyes 😍

↪ user guess this isn't the first time that y/n has terrorized alex with her driving skills then 😂

user is it just me or are they really freaking adorable together

↪ user omg fr!! he balances out her chaos and she makes him laugh so much ❤️ my heart can't take this

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yourusername everyone say thank you to alex_albon's savior complex 😌 love u 🫶

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user did she just... hard launch???

↪ user i think???????

↪ user knowing y/n she kept him a secret just for the chaos 😂

georgerussell63 about time, mate!

↪ landonorris thanks a lot for making me lose my bet with george 🙄

↪ alex_albon what were you two even betting on?

↪ yourusername when i would get arrested and you'd have to defend me in court 😜 btw georgerussell63 i expect dinner from whatever lando needs to give you

alex_albon love you too (even if you exhaust me sometimes 🙃)

↪ yourusername don't lie, you like it 😘

user so now on top of dealing with y/n in court he has to deal with her every day 😭 thoughts and prayers dude

↪ yourusername i promised to behave in public if he lets me misbehave in private 😉

↪ alex_albon you call that behaving???

↪ landonorris ewww get a room

↪ yourusername get a win 🤷‍♀️

↪ georgerussell63 MIC. DROP.

↪ landonorris alex_albon can i hire you to sue y/n and george for emotional damage

↪ alex_albon i'm afraid that you're on your own 😔 i have no intention of stepping into a courtroom with y/n ever again

↪ yourusername guess who's sleeping on the couch tonight!

↪ alex_albon lando because he insists that we've adopted him?

↪ yourusername correct ✅

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[tswaney17]

Shadow Puppets

For the amazing @leiaamidala!! I'm your Secret Santa this year, and I hope you love cheesy, Elriel fluff! Thank you for being such an amazing person and a wonderful friend. I wish you a year full of happiness and cheer (and confirmation 😘)!! ❄🎄

This fic is based on the artwork linked here.

My fanfic account: @tswaney17fics​​​

My ao3 account: tswaney17

Please let me know what you think about this update. I love getting your feedback. Constructive criticism is always welcome. 💕

Trigger warnings: minor language. Mostly tooth-rotting fluff

Word Count: 1,136

This fic will be posted on AO3 only. Read here.

Azriel shadow-walked them to the front door of their home from the River Manor. Typically, he preferred to fly. But with Elain two months from giving birth to the twins, and their adopted Illyrian son, flying became too much of a challenge to do so safely. Especially since Kaden was still learning how to properly fly, having not been taught before he was left at the orphanage, nor during his time spent there.

It was something Azriel could relate to more so than anyone else. That fear of flying becomes ingrained into your mind without realizing it until you’re standing on the edge of a cliff with a looming drop before you.

Kaden had tremendously improved since they began their flying lessons, but he still struggled to maintain himself if caught in a wind draft and Azriel preferred not to have his pregnant wife in his arms should he need to save his son.

So, when it was the three of them—soon to be five, gods spare him—he preferred the easier method of transportation. He still couldn’t believe they were going to be a family of five soon. He didn’t know what he did to be blessed with such a beautiful wife and the most perfect children. Lord knows he had done atrocities for the sake of his court. But somehow, through all the darkness surrounding him, Elain saw the light he never knew was shining inside of him.

A soul to match hers.

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Remember, sharing is caring! Please reblog if you liked the fic. It helps spread my work and I truly appreciate it. 💕

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[chrism02]

Hiii!!! I’ve been on a Bishop Manuel kick and wanted to request a story for him.

I was thinking could you write a Fic about Manuel seeing a new woman come into church one day and immediately wanting her. He does his best to court her and woo her. At first she turns him down but sees him in a new light when he saves her from a serial killer (or something). (The man’s head of a mafia group…I have a feeling he can open a mean can of Whoop Ass 😎) Anyway, This new light comes with steamy goodness and wedding bells!

thanks regardless 🐙🕷😘

Well, I changed your idea quite a bit, but I think you will fancy my take on it. 😏

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[bcofl0ve]

Invisible String (Part 8.5)

slight spoilers for part 9 | fake ig/phone POV ���

(parts 1-8 are linked in my pinned master post!)

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y/n thank you elvis (thank you very much)

crewmember27 queen of untangling light cords i will miss you so much xoxo

leahheartsu **thank you leah for sending me the job application

austinbutler TY Leah!

leahheartsu at least someone’s grateful

oliviadejonge will miss hearing HI MISS LIVIAAAA across the parking lot when it was bring cora to work day 😘

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austinbupdates Austin via his Instagram story today! Looks like Y/N and Cora are visiting for Christmas. ❤️

abfan86 visiting? when are they actually moving???

abfan2 it takes forever for fiancé visas to get approved so prob not for a while 💔

abutlers34 the wittle temporary tattoo i love kids

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austinbutler Missing these girls something fierce today. 50 days till they're 🏡.

elvisfan35 wait this means the visas finally got approved right omg omg

abfan203 soulmates 😭😭😭😭😭

abfan3 i’m not crying i’m weeping

leahheartsu don't forget our custody arrangement mr butler if you three don't come back down under at least twice a year i'm taking you to court

y/n 50 days!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

abfan748 this is so sweet but the sunglasses emoji is killing me help

inthechapel she’s slaying!

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tmz_tv Elvis star Austin Butler and his fiancé’s stint as Hollywood’s own 90 day fiancé episode is nearing it’s close! Y/N was spotted at Brisbane Airport with an assistant and the couple’s five year old, along with enough bags to supply a small army, an onlooker told TMZ.

abfan35 okay but as a strictly ‘sweatshirt and leggings girlie’ at the airport i commend her for actually looking cute

abfan2 they might have an overnight layover or flight that she brought different clothes for, traveling from australia is a beast

rando76 Is he sure that’s his kid? Both him and mama are pretty tall and lanky. She looks tiny for a 5 year old.

rando4 that happens sometimes, genes are weird.

abfan2 freak

abfan86 austin must be so excited i’m so happy for all of them 😭

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[erathene]

Not-Yet-Written-Fics Game

AKA sh*t from my OneNote "Ideas" page that no-one asked for but maybe I'll write ✨someday✨

Thanks for the tag @fishing4stars 😘 I've also added the likelihood of these ideas actually making it onto paper 😂

The Game-of-Thrones-Style longfic idea: An unnamed OC is the only child of the king in a kingdom east of Rûhn. The king is a widower and remarries, and OC gains a stepmother and stepbrother. The king then dies, suddenly and in mysterious circumstances. Stepmother ensures that stepbrother takes the crown, not OC who is the rightful heir, and stepbrother then makes alliances with Mordor. OC flees, taking refuge in the West. Gandalf hears of these events and does not want Mordor to have more allies, so tries to convince OC to take back their crown. Cue angst and indecision over whether or not they can face their stepfamily and grief for their father to reclaim what is rightfully theirs. Alliances are made, probably with the Elves of Mirkwood, who help OC reclaim the throne and turn the kingdom away from darkness. All events take place during the War of the Ring. Probability of this being written: 1/10 due to the world-building and OCs required to fabricate a whole new kingdom.

The tenth walker idea: Elrond sends a historian / scribe along with the Fellowship to document the ring's destruction as an important event in the history of Middle Earth. Eventual Female!Bookworm x Aragorn pairing because I am the author and I get to decide. Protective!Aragorn would be just *chef's kiss*. Probability of this being written: 6/10, I like it but it would likely break my 'don't write movie scenes' personal rule of writing LOTR fics 😅

The LOTR/Wheel of Time crossover: Nynaeve is going through the Arches to become Accepted, and the final Arch leads to Middle Earth. I think there would be a lot of potential to explore how the One Power works/doesn't work in ME, and how it is received by people if it does. I also think there are some similar traits between Nynaeve and Aragorn (wisdom/chieftain, healer, foraging/tracking) which would also be fun to explore: are they friends or do they get on each other's last nerve? Also what sin or fear does Nynaeve have to face in ME that means she was sent there in the first place? There are just so many angles that could be examined in this, if I had the time (no pun intended..). Probability of this being written: 5/10, I feel like I don't know enough about the Wheel of Time fandom, as I've only watched the TV series.

The Silmarillion/Rings of Power idea: Either an OC or Reader fic, haven't decided. Sauron has been brought to Numenor as a prisoner, OC is a prison guard. Sauron is extremely talkative, OC is very wary of him and the way he speaks; it's persuasive, manipulative and not like other prisoners. Over time, OC watches Sauron talk his way out of the prison cell and into society, climbing the ranks until they comes across him again at the royal court. OC tries to convince someone, anyone, that Sauron should be back in the cell where he belongs, but nobody listens except Elendil. The fic examines the forming of the Faithful and the events leading up to the downfall of Numenor, featuring ROP resident Hot Men™ Elendil and Halbrand. Probability of this being written: 4/10, requires more silmarillion reading, though that might increase when ROP Season 2 is released.

Aaaand that's all I have! Let's send a no-pressure tag to @emmanuellececchi, @torturedhoesdepartment and @inkedmoth (sorry if you have been tagged already 😅). If anyone else sees this and wants to join in, I'd love to see what's rattling around in your brain!

[dcbbw]

Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. Commoners Wife. 😘

Sorry (not really), I was thinking about it this morning and now I can’t stop lol

#My Meredith! Thank you so much for this ask!

I was going to throwback (it IS Thursday), but figured my readers have read through this incomplete series at least once.

I was going to snippet some of the WIP (Drake and Riley's wedding) I need to finish, but decided, naw.

So below is what the hell I pulled out of my ass while I should've been working at the job I get paid to do.

It's lemony, so giving it a blanket NSFW tag (but my smut is so rusty at this point, the story is probs safe for Bible study)

And here we go ....

The pads of his long fingers burn into her bare skin as he palms her full breasts; his lips whisper dry kisses along the side of her neck before drifting down the column of her throat. His hardened manhood, throbbing with need, presses insistently against a shapely thigh.

“I hear Lady Hana is staying at the Palace,” Duchess Riley Brooks-Walker states accusingly as she pours herself a cup of green tea.

King Liam looks over, his expression neutral but for the flash of annoyance in his eyes. “The Palace is home to many, Your Grace.”

The monarch has traveled to Valtoria for the duchy’s mid-year budget review, an appointment that has been on both their calendars since the beginning of the fiscal year. His eyes travel over the Duchess’ form, clad in a jewel-toned jumpsuit, before resuming his breakfast.

His large palms are splayed against her hips, his tongue blazing a southward trail along her midriff. Riley’s breath hitches as her legs spread open further. The faint aroma of her arousal reaches his nostrils and his ministrations become quicker, faster. Normally he is a leisurely lover, ensuring she reaches every peak and high she can consume before allowing himself release. But now is different; he feels the need to mark her as territory, claim her as property.

She allows it. They both need to be reminded to whom they belong.

“It’s not a good look, Liam. She needs to be housed in a duchy.”

The King laughs, though it is without mirth. “Currently, she resides in the ultimate duchy. And I see nothing wrong with her spending time in the Capital.”

His eyes narrow shrewdly at the Duchess who is using her fork to stab at her eggs. “You’re jealous,” he correctly deduces.

Her eyes lift and hold his gaze. “A single woman sharing the same roof as a single King who is searching for a wife? Tongues will wag, and rumors will fly.”

“Yet, you were fine with her at Ramsford.”

His shaft slides slowly into her entrance; he hisses at tight pink walls wrapping around his erection. Her legs are tossed over his shoulder and he turns his head to kiss her calf. Their dance, one older than time itself, begins slowly as he pushes into, then pulls his entire length out of her. Her hips undulate slowly against his groin, her nails scratching against random patches of skin. His scent fills her nostrils, causing her center to wetten even more.

“In case you have forgotten, Lady Riley, you are married. I am not. And as valuable as your contributions are to both Court and country … no one is looking to you to lead Cordonia. You could have been leading by my side, but again, that’s a choice you made.”

“I know both my status and my station, Your Majesty!” Riley responds snappishly. “I realize you need a wife and the country needs a Queen. All I am suggesting is that your search for one be conducted a bit more … discreetly.”

The King arches a brow. “Any potential courtships will be conducted as I see fit. I have to live with your choices, quite sure you can live with mine.”

The Duchess tosses her cloth napkin angrily, yet harmlessly against the table. “If you insist on keeping Hana at the Palace, whatever we are … whatever we have, it’s over!”

“The conversation perhaps,” the King partially agrees as he sips coffee.

The couple’s movements are frantic, almost frenzied. Slick skin slaps against slick skin as his cock sloppily slides within her slippery folds. Their breaths are gasps as they both feel their orgasms rising. His chest and back are marked and scratched, her neck and breasts are passionately marked. His fingertips dig into her buttocks as her legs slide down his body to lock around his waist. The heels of her feet dig into his lower back, spurring him on.

Muscles tighten, yells pierce the air, and stars explode behind closed eyes as they climax simultaneously. His seed splashes her walls, her juices coat his shaft; he collapses atop her, his breath ragged and hot against her cheek.

“God, I love you Brooks. The next two days in Lythikos will be the longest of my life,” Drake Walker murmurs against his wife’s shoulder before kissing her deeply.

Riley is grateful for the kiss; it swallows the answer she doesn’t have to give.

The Duchess leads the way to the formal library where the Cordornian Comptroller and the Duchy of Valtoria’s Financial Director await her and the King. Her strides are long and sure in her Louboutin stilettos; the King meanders behind her, his eyes trained on her ass as she walks.

“There is nothing between Lady Hana and myself,” he offers as both explanation and apology.

Riley stops, looking over her shoulder suspiciously at her monarch, her lover.

“I know I have no right to dictate who you see, but I’m still so in love with you,” she says softly. “I feel … I feel as if I’m losing you.”

Liam steps forward quickly, pulling Riley into a heated embrace, followed by a passionate kiss to swallow the answer he doesn’t need to give.

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[stormhearty]

Hello again, haha :)

Good luck and good work to you! I haven't read Eris's yet, just the reader's and Tarquin's (which I loved). Let's modernize it! Cass😳🙀 ah, I'm fine! It's been a bit of a slog, but today is Sunday and I've taken the opportunity to rest a bit (sleep😂).

I've never read a manwha, but it sounds good. An inspiring manwha! LOL. A recommendation of your favorite?

It's a wonder she's not dead yet. She needs to go to the police station and report him for abandoning a child🤣🤣

Maybe you need to see if the books on your to-read list are also discounted (just to check). Lmao. Well, I'm helping, since you said you have a goal of reading more!

The Narnia books give me the impression that they're much better than the movies! I'll read them one day!

A tag just for me? I feel so adorable! An emoji tag? I love ducks 🦆, or could it be a name? Emerald, because I love green things. So undecided. I could be a parrot soon, since I talk more than I should because my thoughts are always racing and I'm also racing to keep up with them so I don't forget. Make up your mind!

Don't worry, I know how working as a nurse takes up a lot of time and I'd be in bed until I had to go back to work too. I understand😹 I'm studying for today's lesson and I've jumped at the chance to come here hehe. Thank you! I love expressing my opinion, especially if it's about something I like. YES! Ms. SJM should explain a bit more about the other courts. I confess I'd like to see a bit more of the Autumnal Court(?) I don't know why, but I'd like to see more about Eris and the place my dear Lucien had to leave. I also confess that part of my curiosity is to get to know more about Eris, because, amazingly, I have a crush on him after reading a few things here! (Even though I know the poor guy barely has any screen time. Judge me) LMAO. I think a lot of fans were expecting this🤣🤣 let's make a protest for Tarquin to appear more. Maybe Helion too! Bring them all!!!😂😳 Note: Before I felt more mysterious without emoji, but I love it. I feel mysterious with a brand now😘 🦆

Sorry for the broken responses though! And I decided to just put together both of your asks~ It might be easier for me to reply to both!

And thank you! I do hope you enjoy the Eris one! It's very angsty~ Yup! I am having a difficult time with the Modern!Cassian one though~ More like always having difficulty starting it but that's a me problem.

And that's me the past few days. It was my weekend at work and all I did was lay in bed attempting to get some sleep. As usual. And then yesterday I had dinner with coworkers it was fun, that's why I haven't been able to reply to anything the last few days.

My favorite manwha reads (some are finished, some are on hiatus and some are ongoing):

Finished:

Who Made Me a Princess (this is a must to read)

Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion

The First Night with the Duke

Flirting with the Villain's Dad

Ongoing:

Villains Are Destined to Die

A Stemother's Marchen

How to Win My Husband Over

The Siren: Becoming the Villain's Family

I Married the Male Lead's Dad

The Dark Lord's Confession

Hiatus:

Secret Lady

Roxana (How to Protect the Main Lead's Older Brother)

The Villainess is a Marionette

Into the Light, Once Again

The Archduke's Adopted Saint

I can't list all of them because it'd be so much! There are many manwha's I have dropped over the years because it got really boring or I lost interest.

But I actually own already LOTR and Narnia books! The Narnia was a behemoth of a book since it was the compilation of all the books. So I have to lug that thing around when I have to read it 🤣🤣 And they are! I did just love the actors for the movie version of Narnia.

Well, I think it has been touched on here on Tumblr that Autumn Court has so many hidden secrets and the betrayal and all that stuff, the secret affairs. It sounds so spicy compared to everywhere else. And SAME! I was in love with Eris even though he barely had any scenes. And our boi, Lucien~

Oh my god. If Rhysand wasn't Feyre's mate I would have so petitioned for Tarquin to be with her. LMAO.

Mysterious with a brand~ my duckie nonnie~

[percybysshes]

tag people you want to catch up with/get to know better

tagged by @starkey!! Thank you 😊

last song: the man with the child in his eyes - kate bush

last film: young frankenstein

current/last read: currently starting villette and bleak house and deciding which one to pursue while reading some non-fic about Catholicism and the gothic in 19th c lit 🫡 just finished a book about the social context the Brontës wrote within

currently watching: the terror

current obsessions:

good obsessions: the terror? it is worrying how many times I’ve watched it recently and how deep off a cliff I have dived into all the resources and meta but I am having a whale of a time and I also work at the national archives so you betcha muggins has been in the admiralty files!; having hot baths and reading!; wearing coats and scarves and not feeling too hot!

boring obsessions: actually doing skincare with an element of routine

evil obsessions: see good obsessions section on the terror (if I start speaking about the court of chancery and what ifs shut me up (or ask me questions 😘))

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[definitely-not-iorveth]

I kneeeww you’d reblog them x3 gimme all

OKAY FINALLY THE TIME HAS COME

*rolls sleeves up*

who is/are your comfort character(s)? is anyone going to be surprised if i say iorveth

lighter or matches? matches. it is so fascinating to watch the flame slowly crawl up the stick ☺️🥰

do you leave the window open at night? i tend to, except during winter and mosquito season

which cryptyd being do you believe in? none sadly

what color are your eyes? brown

why did you do that? why did i do what

hair-ties or scrunchies? i think i'm partial to scrunchies

how many water bottles are in your room right now? probably zero? not sure tho. i'm not in my room right now. i'm not even in the country.

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee? BOTH ARE EQUALLY GROSS

would you slaughter the rich? with pleasure

favorite extracurricular activity? writing

what kind of day is it? rainy

when was the last time you ate? for actual food, about 7-8 hours ago. for a snack, like an hour

do you love the smell of earth after it rains? hmm... i'm going to say yes

are you a parent? (all answers qualify) yes i am the deadbeat father to a longcat plushie. his name is marian.

can you drive? kind of but not really

are you farsighted or nearsighted? painfully nearsighted

what hair products do you use? shampoo. that's it.

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails? hell yeah.

do you say soda or pop? soda

something you’ve kept since childhood? i don't think i have a thing like that

what type of person are you? what does that even mean. what are my options.

how do you feel about chilly weather? strong dislike

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing? i mean that depends on the rooftop??? there are so many rooftops out there.

perfume/body spray or lotion? ew, neither

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times? idk how to answer this question. scenario for what?

about how many hours of sleep did you get? 7-8

do you wear a mask? sometimes

how do you like your shower water? warm to boiling, depending on the time of year

is there dishes in your room? see the answer to bottles of water

what type of music keeps you grounded? various kinds

do you have a favorite towel? no

the last adventure you’ve been on? exploring the Court Gardens

is there a song you know every word to by heart? hmm, not anymore, i think

what’s your timezone? utc+2

how many times have you changed your url? on this blog or in general? on this blog, 4 times i think?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years? no

a soap bar that smells good? i don't use soap bars

do you use lip balm? yes my lips and the area around them cracks something awful

did you have any snacks today? yes

how do you take your coffee? i don't

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site? spotify

what’s your take on spicy foods? good for the soul, bad for the stomach

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it? there are SO many people. SO MANY PEOPLE. but i'd start with jarosław kaczyński.

can you remember what happened yesterday? yes

favorite holiday film? no

what was the last message you sent? iorveth fire emoji

when did you first try an alcohol beverage? at like 9? not quite sure

can you skip rocks? eh, not that well

can i tag you in random stuff? ALWAYS

whew

this was hard

BUT I FUCKING GOT THROUGH IT

thank you for the ask! 😘💚

[chierafied]

First Line Game

rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. if you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway💗💗

Tagged again by the fabulous @stonecoldhedwig, thanks, love! 😘💕

I've also done a similar meme a year ago, you can find it here, if you're curious!

“Oh, look at the guinea pigs! They’re so cute!” (SKFW Day 7 - Family | SessKag)

Sesshoumaru leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Kagome flit about in organised chaos, getting together ingredients and measuring cups and mixing bowls. (SKFW Day 6 - Domestic | SessKag)

It was a beautiful day. (SKFW Day 5 - Touch | SessKag)

They had chosen to forgo ceremonies. (SKFW Day 4 - Wedding | SessKag)

He woke up in the middle of the night to a pounding on his door. (SKFW Day 3 - Hurt/Comfort | SessKag)

Kagome was running late. (SKFW Day 2 - Valentine's | SessKag)

Kagome would have never called Sesshoumaru touchy-feely, but something must have happened to him three months ago. (SKFW Day 1 - Courting | SessKag)

James paces the confines of the kitchen, one hand tugging at his hair, the other holding his wand in a white-knuckled grip. (An Hour of Eternity | Jily)

Her cheeks were flushed pink. (Snowkissed | Jily)

The moon was new and the night was dark. (The Silence | SessKag)

Again, tagging anyone who hasn't done this yet and/or wants to share! 💙💙

[kylermalloy]

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#5

Don’t mind me just freaking out over The Originals again

16 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

#4

😂🙅‍♀️😜🤔 <3

Hello Yuki dear ♥️

😂 What’s the funniest comment someone has left on a fic of yours?

Funny, huh? Well, this one is more funny because of me than the commenter trying to be funny, but—

Someone recently commented on my eruri fic that my Erwin was very hot, and that made me laugh, because…I didn’t do that on purpose.

I don’t write eruri in a way that’s attractive to me, so it’s always very funny when readers do find my cold, take-what-I-want Erwin hot. Thank you, by the way, dear commenter! 😘

🙅‍♀️ What is one trope you refuse to ever write?

Never say never, isn’t that what we always find? We start out talking about a trope that I hate, but by the end of the conversation we’ve found a way for me to like it!

Like, I was about to say weddings, because I’m not interested in writing them. BUT WHAT IF…an arranged marriage, and not to the people they actually want to be with? I’d write the heck out of that angsty scenario!

So I cannot tell you a trope that I’ll never write, because odds are I simply haven’t found the right characters for it yet.

Although…

Maybe mutual pining? I’m not a huge fan of that. Or amnesia. Or any form of miscommunication, I guess.

😜 Describe a current WIP without using character names. (Points if your followers guess who the fic is for.)

Okay—I actually don’t have many WIPs right now, but here’s one.

Ella Enchanted AU. Character A has been cursed to obey any order given to them, which is both a huge inconvenience and a huge danger. Character B finds them working as a mercenary for hire and decides to make them their own. Character A’s obedience doesn’t make them subservient. Character B is determined to change that.

🤔 What’s one genre you’ve never written that you’d like to try?

Hmm, genre is a tricky word. I’ll use the broadest definition and talk about a fanfic genre—the zombie apocalypse AU.

In anticipation for The Last of Us HBO series next month, I’ve started consuming a lot of TLoU content—playthroughs, video essays—so zombies have been on my mind. I’d honestly love to explore how characters would thrive (or not) at the end of society in a world that’s trying to kill them.

Send me an emoji!

17 notes - Posted December 11, 2022

#3

First Line

@evanescentdawn tagged me to post the first line of my WIP—thanks, Yuki darling! 🥰

Rebekah misses the life she carved for herself at court—the pretty things, the attention of men.

Who to tag…who else even writes lol. @ whitedahlia13, @ konekowrites, @ gey-beans, @ lilxxbrainrot, @ caranfindel, @laertez, and anyone else who wants to share!

18 notes - Posted June 11, 2022

#2

I will not elaborate

21 notes - Posted June 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

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[khoicesbyk]

The Royal Romance.

Love Everlasting.

A/N: I had a different name and plot for this fic over a year ago. But after being in the RP community for more than a year, I've decided to write the current Royal Life of my favorite OTP.

Rated: Mature (at times can and will be Explicit. I'll be sure to change the rating when and if that happens). | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual. Y'all should be used to this from me by now 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: King Marquise Rys (LI) and Queen Shanelle Miller-Rys (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and original characters created by me and/or other authors [their characters have been mentioned and/or used in the story with their permission] ) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 50K words. (may be slightly more or may be slightly less. Look, I stop counting after editing and re-editing and driving myself insane. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

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This series is rated Mature and/or Explicit. It is NOT reading material that is safe for those under 18. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised!

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TW: Mentions of Cancer. Reader Discretion is STRONGLY ADVISED!

Matrimony. Part 3.

The next day came bright and early and before Shanelle knew it she was at her duchy, with Marquise, her parents, and especially her girls. She and the girls were all congregated on her bed.

“Girl!!! How many rooms do you have in this place?” Bron asked.

“36 bedrooms with 56 bathrooms in total in the main estate. Plus 14 guest cottages and 10 servants' quarters.” Shanelle replied.

“And it's all yours?” Dee asked.

“All. Mine!” Shanelle replied.

“Since it's all yours, can we go back to the wine cellar?” Nina asked.

“Which one? I got like 12 of them here.” Shanelle replied.

“Well shit! In that case, let's go through all of them!” Nina said. 

“Drunk. Ass.” Rob said to her. 

“H! A! P! P! I! L! Y!” Nina sang. 

The girls laughed. 

“Seriously. Thank y'all so much for coming to Cordonia.” Shanelle said to her girls.

“Chile! Thank your boyfriend. He flew us out on private jets.” Rob replied.

“You mean he spoiled you?” Shanelle asked.

“Yeah pretty much. I don't wanna fly any other way.” Rob replied. 

The girls laughed. 

“It's so good to have a friendly face around here.”

“What do you mean Shan?” Aly asked.

Shanelle sighed.

“A lot of the nobles here are still loyal to Marquise’s father and my uncle. So they're being petty and intentionally distant. Oh and then there's the floozie. She's been floating around lately.”

“Why?” Chutney asked.

“Because she's still trying to win my man back. Oh and she tried me yesterday,” Shanelle replied.

The girls all looked at her.

“Don't look at me like that. Y'all heard me loud and clear.” 

“What happened?” Nina asked.

Shanelle told the girls everything that happened the day before. 

“Excuse me?” Bron asked.

Nina looked around. 

“I'm sorry. I must've heard you incorrectly.” Nina said.

“Lemme get this straight: this bitch talked shit about your family and she's still breathing?!” Robin asked.

Shanelle just looked at Robin.

“Oh hell no!” Dee piped up.

“No, she fucking didn't!” Aly hissed.

“This bitch!” Chut seethed.

“Yup. If Marquise hadn't jumped in between us. She'd be dead by now.”

“Why is he defending her?” Nina asked.

“He's not. As much as I don't like the bitch, she's a big fish here. She can put a bug in people’s ears and turn the court against me.” Shanelle replied.

Nina nodded slowly.

“So we are gonna set a trap for the bitch.” Shanelle announced. 

“How?!” the girls asked.

“At the tea next weekend we're going to get her to show her ass right before we beat her ass,” Shanelle replied.

The girls cheered.

“In the meantime, get your best Southern Belle ready, ladies. We are going to the Derby tomorrow.”

The next day dawned bright and early. And after a good breakfast with the ones she loved the most, Shanelle was ready to seize the day. She made sure to coordinate her outfit with the outfits of her girls. She was determined to make sure she and her girls stood out. 

They arrived after Marquise and stole the show. Many were clamoring for a chance with the kingdom’s new Queen Regent. No one had ever seen a Queen dress the way she did. Many were intrigued, some were appalled, and others applauded her boldness to break the mold and standard of what a Queen should be. But all eyes were on her and her girls. Cameras flashed as they walked the red carpet. 

Marquise watched proudly as Shanelle and the girls owned the cameras, the carpet, and the paparazzi. When they got to the private box, there was champagne waiting and the girls were over the moon.

“Oh. My. God! That was amazing!” Bron squealed.

“So much fun!” Nina and Chut agreed.

“Those cameras loved us!” Rob quipped.

“That was so exciting.” Dee added.

“I will never get tired of that,” Aly said proudly.

Marquise chuckled at the girls’ excitement.

“I am very glad to hear you girls had fun walking the red carpet. This event is a big deal.”

“I don't see my parents,” Shanelle said.

“They have their own private box next to this one. See?” 

Marquise showed Shanelle and the girls where her parents were sitting.

“Awwww!” the girls said in unison.

“The box to the right of theirs is where King Edward and Queen Genevieve are sitting. And the box to the left of this one is where Regina and my father are sitting. As I said, The Derby is a big deal. A lot of money is raised and won. And since this is our first event as the new Regents, all eyes are on the two of us.” 

“I like the sound of that.”

“Good. Now get comfortable ladies. The first set of races is about to begin.”

“Question! Do we get to bet on the races?” Rob asked.

Marquise snapped his fingers and a primly dressed man appeared.

“Place your bets with Gustav. And here's hoping one if not all of you win a little money.”

Shanelle watched as the girls scrambled to Gustav and placed bets on the race. 

“How many bets have you placed?” Shanelle asked Marquise.

“A couple. The main race is the one to watch, bet on, and win.” Marquise replied.

“Have fun y'all?” Shanelle asked her crew. 

The girls all answered at once.

“I'll take that as a yes,” Shanelle said with a laugh.

Just then the first race was announced and began shortly after that. The race ended with Nina winning a little money. 

“Congratulations Nina. A $500.00 bet in the Cordonian Dollar converts to a $1,000.00 win in the American dollar.” Marquise said to her. 

“I just won $1,000.00 on one horse?!” Nina asked him.

“Place your bets, ladies. The next race will start soon,” Marquise replied.

Marquise watched the girls place a frenzy of bets. 

“Satisfying isn't it?” he asked Shanelle.

“Yes, it is. Also, I didn't know the Cordonian Dollar was ½ that of the American dollar,” she replied.

“It used to be ¾ of the American dollar but it's depreciated over the years. Thanks to those who shall not be named.”

Shanelle nodded before looking over his shoulder at her parents.

“Is it okay if I go check on them?” Shanelle asked.

“Be my guest,” Marquiss replied. 

Marquise motioned to the guard standing by the door that connected the suites. Shanelle quietly slipped into her parents' suite.

“Well don't you two lovebirds look cozy?” she said to her parents as she sat down next to them.

“It has been a long time since your father took me to a horse race,” Shantel replied. 

“I thought you two used to go to the races all the time.”

“We did until you showed up.” her father piped up.

“Not my fault you two decided to be a couple of horny rabbits.”

Damien rolled his eyes with a smile. 

“How are you enjoying yourself at the race my darling?” he asked Shanelle.

“Me and the girls are having a blast. Nina even won a little money in the last race,” she replied.

“She did? That's wonderful. Now if only your mother would quit being so stubborn.”

Shantel scoffed.

“Oh no, you don't Damien! You are not about to gamble away my retirement money!” 

Damien grumbled under his breath.

“It's okay, Daddy. I'll put a bet in for you.”

“Thank you, my darling.” 

Just then Queen Genevieve walked in. 

“Well isn't this just adorable? The two parasites I mean parents of the woman who will doom us all look mighty comfortable.” she sneered.

Shanelle set her jaw and Shantel rolled her eyes.

“Hello, sister-in-law. Do you need something? Does Edward?” Damien asked.

“No no. I just wanted to see how much damage and destruction Her Regency has done to the kingdom.” Genevieve replied.

“Anything I do for and to Cordonia can't be any worse than the havoc you and your husband have wreaked over the years.” Shanelle snapped at her.

Genevieve scoffed. 

“You'll fail soon enough child. You don't belong here.” Genevieve sneered before walking back into her suite. 

“Don't you dare let what that snake said get to you Shanelle,�� Shantel said to her.

“I'm not worried about her momma. I can handle her. I'm worried about you and Daddy. I don't want her or Edward coming after you two.” 

Damien waved her away.

“You don't have to worry about us. Your mother and I can take care of ourselves.” 

“Your dad’s right. We will be just fine.”

“Okay. How was your visit to your duchy Daddy?” Shanelle asked her father.

“It was great. Your mother and I had an amazing time in Granier.” Damien replied.

“We really did. We visited a new vineyard there. It was named after your grandmother.”

Shanelle cleared her throat. 

“Speaking of…Marquise and I went to see them. Well, we went to see where they are buried.”

Damien nodded.

“Good. I have been meaning to take you and your mother to where they were laid to rest for years.”

“I know. It was good to see them. I even saw the inscription of their nicknames. I know that you had something to do with that.” 

“Of course I did. Edward Dominic Miller may be the oldest child and the one who became King but he has never been the only child. Our father's final wishes made sure that I had as much input on his and our mother’s burial as he did.” 

“It made me smile to see it.”

Damien smiled at her.

“Good. The last thing your grandfather said to me was to make sure you got everything you deserved to have.” 

Shanelle smiled softly at Damien. 

“I wish I could've gotten to know them.”

Damien nodded slowly.

“As do I, my darling.”

The race began and ended winning Shanelle money. 

“I knew Starfall Lane would win!” 

“Congratulations my darling. The owners of that horse are also the owners of the odds-on favorite to win the main race, Marabelle’s Dream. They're old friends of mine. They'll be happy to know you went with their horses.”

“I should go. I'll check on you two later.”

“Alright, baby. Have fun.”

Shanelle took one last look at her parents before heading back to her own suite. When she got back she was greeted by a very drunk Bronwyn.

“Princessssssssssss!” she said as she ran up and attached herself to Shanelle. 

“Oh, Good Lord,” Shanelle said as she peeled Bron off of her, “Bron! Baby, how much alcohol have you had?” 

Bron hiccuped.

“Including this glass? Maybeeeeee a bottle and a half?” she replied while swaying and near losing her balance. “Whoooooaaaaaaaaa! Good save Princess!”

Shanelle looked at the girls.

“Why y'all let this child drink so much? You know this girl’s a lightweight!” Shanelle asked as she guided Bron back to her seat.

“They kept serving. We kept drinking.” Nina replied.

“That's it! No more alcohol for y'all!” Shanelle says. 

The girls booed.

“Don't boo me! Y'all are drunk. Off your asses mind you. I don't need y'all wobbling all over the place.”

“Whatever! Where'd you run off to anyway?” Robin asked.

“Went to check on my parents. And while I was there my dad’s monster-in-law showed up.” Shanelle replied.

“His monster-in-law?” Dee asked.

“His brother's wife,” Shanelle replied.

The girls groaned.

“What did she want?” Nina asked.

“Nothing other than to give me my daily reminder that I’m going to destroy Cordonia,” Shanelle replied.

The girls groaned. 

“Exactly,” Shanelle said as she swiped a glass of champagne.

“She won't be at this tea thing next week will she?” Aly asked.

“Unfortunately. She and Queen Regina are required to attend. But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun at their expense.” Shanelle replies.

“So does that mean we have Carte Blanche to act a fool?” Chut asked.

“As long as you're subtle about it. We want those who don't like me to jump first.” Shanelle replies.

“Say no more.” the girls say to Shanelle. 

“That's why y'all are my squad,” Shanelle said before taking a sip of her champagne, “this is good. No wonder little miss lightweight is drunk.” 

Bronwyn rolled her eyes.

“Ya, mama!” 

“I dare you to walk yo drunk ass over to her suite and say it to her face!” Shanelle dared her.

“Umm, I’m brave, not stupid.”

The girls dissolved into cackles.

“Now can I have another glass please?” Bron asked.

“Just one!” Shanelle replied. 

Bron waved one of the staff members over and plucked a champagne flute off their tray.

“Thank you, Johann!” Bron said to the server.

“Ooh! Look at you being all prim and proper!” Shanelle teased.

“Marquise taught us how to flag down the staff. They're really nice. They call us each Lady.” Bron said before taking a swig of her champagne. 

“Speaking of which, where'd he run off to?” Shanelle asked.

“He was summoned by his dad,” Dee replied.

Shanelle groaned. 

“That is not going to end well,” Shanelle muttered.

“What do you mean by that Shan?” Aly asked.

“To put it mildly, those two hate each other,” Shanelle replied.

“WHAT?!” the girls exclaimed.

“Yeah. They have no relationship. Marquise literally wants nothing to do with Constantine. But he has to deal with him until we're married.” Shanelle replied.

“How bad is it between them?” Robin asked.

“When I came here with him a few months ago, we were in the throne room when Connie threatened to have him hung. So if that isn't a prime example of how bad it is between them then I don’t know what is or will be.” Shanelle replies.

“Yooooooo! Are you serious?” Robin asked.

“Yeah. That was the same day I had met Edward.” Shanelle replies.

“Geez! I can't imagine what that's like.” Bron said.

“Same.” Nina agreed.

That's when raised voices were heard coming from Constantine’s box.

“That's not good. They must be arguing about something major.” 

Just then Marquise walked into the suite. Annoyance and agitation clearly written on his face. With a deep breath and a frustrated hand running down his face, the look on his face changed. 

“Everything okay?” Shanelle asked him.

“Nope. Not even close. But there's nothing I can do about it.” Marquise replies.

“Do you want us to jump him?” Robin asked.

Marquise snorted. 

“While I appreciate your offer, you'd never get past his guards. And I would never forgive myself if they hurt any of you.” Marquise replied.

“That's why we'll get our chance next week.” Shanelle quipped.

“Indeed. Now have any of you made your final bets?” Marquise asked.

“Yep!” the girls replied.

“Good. Because you are in for a surprise.” Marquise said to Shanelle.

“What surprise?” Shanelle asked.

“The winning horse of the main race will be gifted to Her Regency.” He replied.

“I get the winning horse?” Shanelle asked.

“That's what I said,” he replied.

The girls looked at each other.

“Umm, Your Majesty!” Bron said.

“Your Regency actually.” Marquise corrected her.

“Yeah, that too. Umm, is your Spanish Prince friend still available?” Bron asked him.

The girls cackled.

“Bronwyn Davis you just got engaged!” Shanelle said to her.

“I know but still! If that offer of a 90-day marriage still stands, I'm taking it!” Bron said.

“Logan would be so mad at you!” Nina said to Bron.

“Yeah well, when he sees the million-dollar alimony checks start to roll in he'll get over it real quick.”

Shanelle shook her head with a smirk. Just as the main race was announced.

“Let's take our seats and watch who wins,” Marquise said to Shanelle. 

They watched as the horses lined up and soon were off. The winner Marabelle’s Dream won the entire box a lot of money. 

“Congratulations ladies! Enjoy your winnings.” Marquise said to the girls as they cheered.

Shanelle watched her girls collect their winnings before turning her attention to her fiance.

“So are you gonna tell me what you and your father were arguing about?” she asked him.

“Trivial bullshit,” Marquise replies.

“Marquise…”

Marquise shook his head.

“He's pissed that the Derby is going to be given to you and not Regina or Genevieve like it would normally be.”

“He's pissed about a horse?” she asked.

“Yup. Under normal circumstances, the Derby winner is gifted to the Queen. But the owners of this Derby winner have decided to give the horse to you. As a sign of good faith.” he replies.

“You mean as a sign of good faith for the new Monarchy?” she asks.

“Precisely. Now, are you ready to meet your new horse?” he replied.

“Let's go.” 

Marquise led the girls from the suite down to the track, where Shanelle was presented with a dozen red roses and her new horse. 

“First you get me a Corgi and now you get me a horse. Not bad, Your Regency.” Shanelle whispered to him.

“I'm just getting started,” he whispered back. 

The couple snapped a few pictures together before she called her friends over and got a few pictures in with them. When they returned to Shanelle’s duchy everyone was buzzing. Later that night while everyone was off in their rooms, Shanelle was standing on her balcony with Marquise with a glass of wine in her hand. 

“Today went well, don't you think?” she asked him. 

“I think so. A lot of money was won and raised today.” he replied.

“How much of the money raised will go to charity and how much of it will go to the nobility?” she asked.

“Ideally, none of it would go to the nobility but since it does for now, half and half,” he replied before taking a sip of his drink. 

“Just imagine this time next year, all of the money raised will go to charity,” Shanelle said to him. 

“What a glorious future that will be. Did you have fun today?” he asked.

“Yes. I've never been to a Derby before. This was an amazing experience for me. And to be able to share it with you, my parents, and especially the girls, I couldn't ask for anything more.” she replied.

“You can always ask for more. I will always give you more, my love.”

The two smiled at each other as they clinked their glasses together. They spent that Sunday with her friends and her parents touring the new vineyard at her father's duchy. The next week Shanelle and the girls spent the week in Paris strategizing over the Queen’s tea, sightseeing, and even doing a little retail therapy, while Marquise was in Cordonia starting the process of forming the new Monarchy. Her friends were there, he didn’t want her to stress. 

That Saturday was the Queen’s tea. And Shanelle was nervous and excited at the same time. But she was thankful for her girls being there and having her back. As they each got ready, the girls went over the plan to Naya to show her ass.

“Okay so let's go over this one more time, nobody makes a move until she does.” Shanelle said to the girls.

“Yeah yeah, whatever! Just let me know when we get to beat her ass.” Nina replied.

Shanelle snickered.

“Chile! You gonna give me a bad name,” Shanelle said to Nina.

“As you always say bestie, if you stay ready and y’aint gotta get ready.” Nina said with a shrug. 

Shanelle nodded. 

“Amen! Well, ladies, I’m ready. Let's go turn this shit out.” Shanelle announced.

With one final look in the mirror, the girls were out the boutique door and headed to the main dining room where the tea is being held. After looking around and appraising the theme and decor, Shanelle was impressed.

“Alright, y'all. This is it. You ready?” she asked her girls.

“Hell yeah!” they replied.

Shanelle nodded before turning to Gladys.

“Open the doors, Gladys.”

Gladys nodded before opening the doors. Soon the dining room was filled with many of the ladies of the court. Including Naya, Queen Genevieve, and Queen Regina. Once everyone was seated Shanelle stood up to give her welcome remarks.

“Good afternoon one and all! I am truly honored and humbled that many of you have joined me here at my duchy for this tea. This is the first of many events that I will be hosting. I know that many of you don't know me and I don't know you, but after today I hope to change that. That way we can begin to form a strong and thriving Cordonia. So please do enjoy yourselves this afternoon.” Shanelle said to the ladies in the room.

As the crowd began to mill about, Shanelle returned to her friends.

“Well, that was nerve-wracking but I did it!” 

“You did great! I heard so many people compliment your outfit.” Robin told her. 

“Thank you, babe. Now the game really begins.” 

Shanelle looked across the room at the many different ladies.

“So now comes the fun. So ladies, how about a game of divide and conquer?” Shanelle asked the girls. “And no throwing drinks on people. Yet.”

The girls laughed before dispersing into the crowd. Shanelle was reminded of what Marquise had told her, that this tea was also a great networking opportunity for her. She spent most of the time at the tea making the rounds. Meeting and greeting as many of the ladies as possible.

As Shanelle was in the garden speaking to a Duchess of a lesser-known noble house, Naya struck.

“Hello, Duchess Mildred! It's been too long.” Naya said to the Duchess.

“Hello, Princess Naya. Indeed it has been. May I help you?” the Duchess asked.

“Yes actually. Do you mind if I steal Her Regency for a moment?” Naya asked the Duchess. Shanelle silently prayed the Duchess would say no, but unfortunately, she obliged Naya.

“Sure. I'm sure Her Regency and I will get the chance to speak again.” the Duchess said as she left. Leaving Shanelle with Naya and her cronies. 

“Well, this event isn't as much of a disaster as I thought it would be. Although you still don't belong here or with him.” Naya sneered. 

“And yet here I am. And I’m still engaged to His Regency.” Shanelle shot back.

Naya scoffed. 

“Not for long.” Naya spat at Shanelle.

“You rejected my invitation weeks ago. So what are you doing here Naya?” Shanelle asked.

“Oh, I was always going to turn you down. I wouldn't be caught dead attending any event that you’re hosting. But I was invited to a tea by the actual Queens of Cordonia and I would never disrespect them by saying no.” Naya replied.

Shanelle looked through the doors to see the Queens who were whispering to each other at a table and rolled her eyes.

“Are you here to antagonize me or does this conversation have a point?” Shanelle asked.

“Although I should just sit back, relax, and watch you inevitably crash and burn like the failure that you are, I’m actually here to help you out,” Naya replied.

“How generous of you Princess,” Shanelle said as she rolled her eyes.

“Yes, quite. Not that you deserve my help, allow me to introduce you to a few of the ladies of the court. Meet Duchess Kayla Nottingham of House Vescovi, Duchess Kaitlyn Winslow of House Fierro, Lady Jacqueline Yearling of House Weathermane, Lady Patricia Cullen of House Aster, Baroness Diana Ericson of House DiVello, Baroness Bianca Varness of Comery Isle, and lastly, Countess Madeleine Amaranth of House Amaranth.” Naya said as she introduced each of the ladies.

Shanelle smiled politely.

“It's nice to meet each of you, ladies.”

Naya scoffed.

“My dears, meet the woman who will plunge us all into debt, death, and despair,” Naya said to the ladies as she introduced Shanelle. 

“It must really bother you that Marquise is my soon-to-be husband.” Shanelle quipped. 

Naya waved her off.

“Oh please. You two won't make it to a year.”

Shanelle shook her head.

“It must really bother you that he chose someone who isn't a drunk just like her mother.”

“Excuse me?!” Naya’s voice raised. 

“Yes, I know all about her and how she died. I even know about the ladies you brought with you. I also know you thought bringing them with you would intimidate me but it doesn't. Take Countess Madeleine for example. I know she was engaged to Marquise’s older brother Leo. But thanks to their dad it was a disaster and inevitably it fell apart. Shortly thereafter, Leo abdicated. I also know that Lady Jacqueline’s older brother was convicted in Italy of a double murder. I also know that both Baronesses are half-sisters because their father couldn't keep it in his pants or to Baroness Diana’s mother. Lady Patricia’s father and uncle are under investigation by Interpol, for their business dealings with the Saudi government. Duchess Kayla has all but squandered her family’s fortune on get-rich-quick schemes, and Duchess Kaitlyn has been accused of being a spy for the kingdom of Gemmora. But I bet you didn't think I would know any of that, did you, Princess?” Shanelle asked. 

Naya was stuck.

“That's what I thought.”

“Why you insolent little mutt!” Naya sneered as she stepped to Shanelle.

“Who you calling a mutt?” Nina asked as she and the girls walked up.

“This is a private conversation that doesn’t involve you!” Naya snapped at Nina.

“Actually it does. Princess Naya meet Nina Keane.” Shanelle said. 

“Why the hell would I want to meet her?” Naya asked.

“Because I thought it was pertinent that Nina meet the woman who set her brother up.” Shanelle replies.

“I don’t even know her brother!”

“You know how you called my ex and lied to him? That very same ex is her twin brother.” Shanelle said.

Naya cleared her throat.

“Not that I owe either one of you an explanation, but I've already apologized to Marquise for my indiscretion.”

“You mean you stood in his bedroom doorway and tried to play the victim?” Shanelle asked.

Shanelle's crew cackled, and she knew Naya was close to snapping; she just needed to push her a little more over the edge.

“You know it's sad that you, a woman who's supposed to be of such high regard and social status, would degrade and humiliate herself for a man who has repeatedly told her that he doesn't want her. As a matter of fact, I wonder what your husband would think if he found out you were actively continuing to throw yourself at Marquise.” 

Shanelle could see Naya was about to break.

“It must really truly bother you that at the end of this tea, I'll be the one in his bed. I'll be the one he wakes up to tomorrow morning. It must infuriate you that I'm the one he loves. And it must break your heart that I'm the one he'll be marrying. Not you. You made your decision, Naya. And Marquise made his. His decision is me and me alone. Not. You.”

Naya seethed before she shoulder-checked Shanelle as she stomped back inside the estate with her friends behind her. 

“Now can we beat her ass?” Nina asked impatiently.

“Patience my young grasshopper. Besides, it's time for my closing remarks. We are gonna end this thing with a bang. So get ready.” Shanelle replies as she leads the girls back inside. 

As they made their way back inside, whispered words could be heard. Most of them are positive and in Shanelle’s favor. One positive word, in particular, came from Olivia Nevrakis, the Duchess of Lythikos. Marquise told her Olivia is extremely hard to impress but it seems that she's achieved the seemingly impossible. 

As the girls made their way back to their seats, Nina took the opportunity to have a little fun. She walked past Queen Genevieve and hip-checked her, causing her to spill her drink all over the table.

“Why you clumsy little!” Queen Genevieve seethed. “Look at what you've done!” 

“Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! It was an accident!” Nina apologized.

“I should have you arrested for this!” Genevieve sneered.

“Come now, Genevieve. It was an accident. It's not like she meant to do it on purpose.” Shanelle said to Queen Genevieve.

Shanelle walked away with Nina while hiding stifling her laugh

“Have fun babe?” Shanelle asked her best friend.

“I sure did,” Nina replied proudly.

“Good. Now let's head back to our seats.”

She and Nina walked to their table where Nina took her seat, and Shanelle remained standing to give her ending remarks. 

“Once again, I would like to thank all of you for joining me here today. I know that many of you had a preconceived notion about me and I accept that. I'm a newcomer here. Many of you have been here for decades. But it is my sincere hope that I was able to change your minds, at least some of your minds, about me. So again, thank you so much for spending your afternoon with me here at my duchy.”

That's when Naya stood up and walked over to Shanelle.

“If I may, I'd like to propose a toast to Her Regency. If she doesn't mind?”

Shanelle internally rolled her eyes.

“Go right ahead, Princess.”

Naya smiled venomously at Shanelle. Luckily, her girls were ready to jump.

“Your Regency I'd like to toast to you. May you not be the common American mutt you've always been. Although I don't have any high hopes for you as Queen, here's to praying that you don't doom us all to hell. Because let's all be honest, you don't belong here or with His Regency. But here you proudly stand with your god-awful-looking goons at your side. Ready to ruin the only kingdom many of us call home. Cheers.”

Naya ended her toast by throwing her drink at Shanelle. That's when her girls stood up ready to throw hands.

“OH HELL NO!” Rob shouted. 

“Oops! It seems I've accidentally spilled my drink. Do forgive me for being so clumsy, Your Regency.” Naya said mockingly.

“NOW CAN WE BEAT HER ASS?!” Nina asked.

“You know what?” Shanelle replied.

That was all it took for Shanelle to swing on Naya. Naya stumbled back then looked at Shanelle in shock.

“Something you need to know about this American mutt and her goons: Bitch…we fight.” Shanelle said before she tackled Naya to the ground. 

And the fight was on. 

When Naya’s friends tried to intervene, Shanelle’s crew was right there to back her up. Many of the guests had to get out of dodge as shoes, glasses, and other objects were thrown as well as fists. You would've thought that it was an episode of Bad Girls Club. It took over three dozen guards to separate the two groups of women. And when the dust settled, Shanelle and her crew stood tall.

“Gladys!” Shanelle shouted.

“Yes, Your Regency?” Gladys asked.

“Get this bitch and her scallywags the fuck out of my estate!” Shanelle replies.

Gladys nodded resolutely.

“And oh! One more thing, Gladys. You see those two old crones cowering in the corner over there?” Shanelle asked, pointing to Regina and Genevieve.”You can throw their no good asses out too!” Shanelle growled. 

“At once Your Regency!”

“Are you insane, child?” Queen Genevieve asked.

“This is outrageous!” Queen Regina shouted. 

That's when Shanelle put her foot down. 

“Shut up! Both of you! I have had all I am going to take out of the two of you! Whether you two or anyone else likes it or not: I am the next Queen! And I will not be disrespected! Not by you two, not by Naya, not by her scallywag friends or anyone else for that fucking matter! And since you two invited the bitch, you can leave with her.”

Shanelle looked at Naya.

“And you! If you ever step to me and mine again…” Shanelle sneered.

“Bitch it's on sight!” Nina said.

“All fucking day!” Robin added.

“Y’all fucked around and found out!” Bron quipped

“GET THEM OUT OF HERE NOW!” Shanelle shouted. 

Everyone left in attendance watched as Regina, Genevieve, Naya, and her friends all screamed and shouted in protest as they were dragged out of Shanelle’s estate. Once they were gone Shanelle turned to her friends behind her. 

“Y’all good?” she asked.

“Yeah. We good.” Rob answered. 

Shanelle turned to Nina with a smirk.

“You feel better?” Shanelle said to her. 

“Yeah. It felt really good to beat her ass.” Nina replied. 

The two smiled at each other. That's when Olivia spoke up.

“Well, it's about damn time someone put that spoiled brat and those two bats in their places. You did well, Your Regency.”

Shanelle nodded.

“Thank you, Duchess Olivia. I appreciate your kind words.”

“Please. Call me Olivia. And you're welcome. Now I don’t know about the others that are still here but, if you need it, you have a friend in Lythikos.”

“Duchess Olivia is right.” Duchess Mildred spoke up, “we stand with you, Your Regency. You have comported yourself admirably. I honestly don’t know that I would have had the grace to put up with the Princess and her incessant pestering.” 

Shanelle nodded. 

“Thank you, everyone. And Olivia, I'm sorry about your dress.”

Olivia waved her off. 

“It's a dress. I'll be fine. Now I think you have a mess to clean up but I also think you sent one hell of a message.”

Shanelle chuckled softly.

“And what message is that?” she asked Olivia. 

“Don't fuck with me,” Olivia replied with a wink before leaving. 

Shanelle watched as the rest of the guests filed out. When everyone was gone, Shanelle let out a breath she didn't know she was holding before turning to her friends. 

“I don’t know what I would've done if you girls weren't here. I appreciate y'all more than you know.” Shanelle said as her voice hitched. 

“There was no way we would let you do this by yourself, babe. Especially me. It's been us against the world for years. And that's the way it's gonna stay.”  Nina said to her.

“Hell yeah!” the girls say in agreement. 

Shanelle shook her head with a smile.

“FabBabes for life!” Shanelle said to her girls.

“All day bitches!” the girls say back. 

The girls laughed together. 

“Now there's glass and shit everywhere and we're all barefoot. So be careful where you step.” Shanelle said as she and the girls began to make their way out of the dining room.

After a trip to the infirmary, a good long hot soaking bath, a good meal, and a change of clothes, Shanelle and the girls were sitting on her bed enjoying some wine. They may have been battered and bruised but the girls were victorious. 

“Whew! What a goddamn day. Amirite?” Shanelle asked her crew.

“Chile! We proved why we're the baddest today.” Bron replied.

“Come on somebody!” Rob agreed. 

“So just so we're clear. She's been calling you an American mutt this whole time?” Aly asked.

“Yup. The entire time that I've been here I've been an American mutt.” Shanelle replied.

“Mmmhmm. She needed her ass beat.” Dee quipped.

“Agreed.” Chutney agreed. 

Shanelle snickered.

“Y’all are the greatest support system a girl could ever ask for.”

“I just have one question. What do you think your fiance will do when he finds out?” Rob asks.

“He already knows,” Marquise replied as he walked into the room.

The girls all look at him as he walks into the room. 

“How do you know what happened?” Nina asked.

“A.) it's my job to know. B.) I had hidden cameras installed on the off chance Naya would show her ass. And apparently, I was right.” Marquise replies.

The girls looked at each other. 

“I'm gonna say this now, you sir, are weird as hell,” Bron said to him.

Marquise shrugged.

“Maybe. Or maybe it's the fact that I know how Naya operates. She is the type that will instigate a fight or argument and then play the victim. And I knew she wouldn't pass up an opportunity to try and humiliate Shanelle in public.” 

“Your ex has issues.” Rob pipes up.

“Ones that I'm so happy to unsubscribed from,” he said as he poured himself a glass of wine.

“So what happens now?” Dee asked.

Marquise reached into his pocket and pulled out a small flash drive.

“Simple. I make a phone call and the camera footage on this flash drive exposes Naya and stops whatever attempt she’ll try to make, to make Shanelle look bad.” Marquise replied.

Marquise smirked before pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

“Who are you calling?” Shanelle asked.

“Donnie! Listen I’m sorry to call you so late but you know that one favor you owe me? Yeah, that one…” he said as he walked away. 

“Who's Donnie?” Chut asked.

“Donnie is the Editor-in-Chief for the CBC,” Shanelle replies.

“What's that?” Dee asked.

“Think CNN but strictly Cordonian. According to Marquise, Donnie has covered the Royal Families for years.” 

“You mean he's talking to the press?” Nina asked.

“Talked to and convinced him to run a counter-story to the press release that Naya is having drafted that says she and her entourage were unfairly attacked by Shanelle and her friends.” Marquise replied. 

The girls all started talking at once. 

“Whoa! Whoa! Calm down ladies! By this time tomorrow, Donnie will have the footage and the story ready to publish on Monday. So you all have nothing to worry about.”

“Except for finishing this bottle of wine,” Nina said as she poured herself a glass. 

“You are gonna drink me out of house and home!” Shanelle said to her.

“And your point?” Nina asked before downing her drink.

Everyone in the room broke out into laughter. The girls spent the rest of the night gossiping and giggling. The next day it was time to say goodbye. And the girls weren't ready to say goodbye. 

“I don't wanna goooooo!” Bron whined.

“We knowwwwww!” Rob, Dee, and Chut agreed.

“Hmmmm…maybe I can convince Thom to film a movie here.” Aly quipped.

Shanelle shook her head with a smile.

“Awww! C’mere girls!” Shanelle said to her friends. 

They all came together for one big group hug.

“You girls don't have to leave.” 

“Really?” Nina asked.

“Yes really. Y'all don't have to leave. But y'all getting the fuck up outta here! Bye! Get out!” Shanelle replied.

The girls booed as Shanelle cackled.

“Look I’m trying to fuck my fiance at all hours of the night and I’m not trying to have an audience.” 

The girls each made a face.

“But in all seriousness, thank you all so much. I had the greatest time. And we got to whoop that trick.”

“Ayyy!” the girls replied.

Shanelle laughed as the private cars came around. 

“Y’all be sure to text me when each of you lands.”

The girls saluted before getting into their respective cars and pulling off. Shanelle watched until the cars were out of view before she walked back to the entrance where Marquise was waiting with open arms. 

“I hope you had fun this weekend my love.”

She felt him wrap his arms around her.

“I did. Having them here meant the world to me. Fighting and all.”

He kissed her forehead.

“Stop that,” she said to him.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because I’m beginning to love it,” she whispered.

He smirked before kissing her forehead softly again.

“That's the point, my love. I want you to love it.”

She slid her arms around his neck. 

“Why are we still outside? The faster we get inside, the faster I get to rip this suit off of you,” she said to him.

He shook his head before leading her inside the estate. Once inside he picked her up and carried her back to her bedroom. Once inside her bedroom, she wasted no time pulling him into a deep kiss. As he walked her backward to the bed their legs got tangled and they tumbled onto the mattress causing the two to break out into laughter. 

“Have I told you I love you?” he asked her.

“Lately?” she replied 

He rolled his eyes with a smirk.

“Yes, Tyrese. Lately.”

“No. But you can always tell me now.”

“Why tell you when I can show you?” he asked.

“Show me how?” she asked.

“Like this…” he trailed off. 

He crashed his lips into hers. She felt his passion, his hunger, and especially his lust for her at that moment. He went from kissing her lips, to kissing down her jaw and neck. Only stopping to nibble on her earlobe. He trailed soft slow kisses down her neck until he was sucking and gently scraping on her pulse line with his teeth. She moaned softly. He stopped long enough to look into her eyes.

"God I love making you do that."

He kissed her again before pulling her down towards the giant mattress under the stars.

"I am yours, Your Regency."

"Damn right you're mine. Now, let's get you out of this outfit."

His mouth found hers as they quickly undressed each other. He kissed his way from her lips, down her neck, and across her collarbone. He placed hungry and heated kisses all down and across her breasts. He listened to her chest rise and fall with each breath that she took.

"God I need you," she whispered. 

"As you wish, my Queen."

He went back to kissing down her lower body. He rolled over onto his back with her sitting on his face.

"Marquise!" she moaned softly.

"Try not to scream so loud we wouldn't want to scare the staff. Ohhh and you might want to hang on."

When he descended onto her clit she nearly jumped out of her skin. All she could feel was his mouth.

"Fuck yes! Feels so good!" She screamed as she leaned back on her knees as she rode his tongue.

Her body was on fire. His mouth felt like heaven. Every time he made a sound it would send shockwaves shooting through her. Her clit throbbed harder and harder every time she felt his tongue slide over it.

"Mmmmmmm..." he hummed as he feasted on her.

"Shit! Marquise! Don't stop! Don't stop! God! Don't! Stop!” She shouted.

Shanelle was about to break and he knew it. With his arms tightened around her thighs he went for it. He drove his tongue inside her hot core and didn't stop until he heard her scream. Her thighs twitched and her body shuddered as her orgasm shredded everything in its path. When he let her go he could still taste her on his lips.

"So fucking good!" He said as he licked his fingers and winked at her.

"God, you don't play fair!" She said while trying to catch her breath.

"You forget Kings don't play fair."

She rolled her eyes at him.

He slowly dragged his tongue up her body. Stopping only to play with her breasts. At this point, he wanted and needed to be inside her in the worst way possible.

"Fuck! Come here." He said to her.

He needed to feel her. He wanted to feel her vaginal muscles clench and release. When he brought her to her feet he plunged his tongue into her mouth. With his lips still on hers he positioned himself between her legs.

With a condom on, he inhaled sharply as he circled her entrance.

"You ready?" He asked.

When she nodded her head, he thrust his hips forward plunging himself inside her. As he threw her legs over his shoulders, she grabbed the rug underneath her.

"Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! Yes! Yes! Yes!" She shouted.

"That's it, love! Tell me what you want! Tell me how good it feels! Tell me how you like it! I want to hear you, baby!"

He was doing it to her. Just like she always knew him to do. He was using his words to ignite her fire and desire.

"Marquise! Give it to me! Fuck me! I need you! I need this!" She shouted.

"Yeah! That's it, baby! Take it! Take this dick!"

When she looked into his eyes he had this raw carnality in them. Every thrust was more powerful than the last. The grip he had on her thighs tightened. She begged him to give it to her and he was more than happy to oblige. She was getting dangerously close to her climax and he wasn't too far off from his own.

"I-I'm about to cum! I—!" She struggled to say.

"That's it cum on this dick! Let it out! Let it all out! Cum for me!"

He was barely hanging on himself. One final thrust of his hips was all it took to throw her over her edge. Her eyes rolled back and her body shuddered as her orgasm ran through her.

"Yes! Cum on this dick! Cum for me!" He encouraged her. One last roll of his hips was all it took; to take him out.

"Shit!" He hissed as he lost himself with her.

When it was all said and done; they were both breathless, tired, and satisfied.

"Well, that was fun!" He piped up.

Shanelle just shook her head and chuckled.

"You have no idea what you mean to me, do you?" He asked.

"After what just happened I have a pretty good idea. Although it never hurts to compare notes." She replied.

 They snuggled together under the covers.

“This is all I want. You. In my arms. Every night.” 

“Is this before or after you blow my back out?” she asked.

He just snickered.

“Both,” he replied.

“Of course. I want it to be this way every night as well.”

“Good. Now I have to get some sleep. I have to be back at the palace tomorrow.”

“Why can't you stay?” she asked.

“Well, interviews for commission and council heads start tomorrow,” he replied.

Shanelle nodded.

“Now you don't have to come back right away if you don't want to, my love.” 

“So I can stay here for a few days?” she asked.

“Mmhmm. You'll have to be back by Thursday. Because come Saturday I have a title to retain.” he replied.

“What title is that?” she asked.

“I have been Master Of The Hunt for 4 years running. If and when I win Saturday I will not only have won 5 years straight but I will become Grand Master Of The Hunt.” he replied. 

“Exciting.”

“Indeed, and once I win I will get to celebrate with the most beautiful woman in the world on my arm.”

Shanelle blushed. 

“I like seeing this side of you.”

“What side?” he asked.

“This highly confident, strong, takes no prisoners' side. Very sexy,” she replied.

“Thank you, my love. You have to remember that I was groomed for this. Readied and prepared on the off chance that I would be called upon to lead and now? That time has come.”

Shanelle softly kissed his shoulder as she snuggled against him.

“Don't do that.”

“Why not?” she asked.

“Because I need to get some sleep. Not go rounds, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, or 8,” he replied.

Shanelle giggled.

“Fine. I'll play with you later.”

“Thank you.”

She drifted off to sleep listening to the beat of his heart. When she woke up the next morning, he was already gone. But he left her a cute note and a vase filled with beautiful red roses on her nightstand.

These roses are red. And violets are blue. Never forget my love, my heart belongs to you. XOXO

She shook her head with a smile. 

Meanwhile, Marquise was in his office at the palace interviewing candidates for several different council positions. While he had a moment to himself he pulled out his phone to text Shanelle to check-in. Just as he got ready to text her, there was a loud banging on his office door. He smiled to himself because he knew who it was.

“Just open the door Naya,” he called out.

Naya stormed in. Her face contorted with rage. 

“What the entire hell is this?!” she asked.

“Whatever do you mean Naya?” he replied.

She slammed a newspaper down on his desk.

“Princess Naya Laurent-Sauvageon of House Sauvageon attacks Her Regency in a fit of jealous rage!” Naya read the headline to him.

Marquise looks at her totally unfazed.

“Maybe next time you'll learn to pick on someone your own size,” he said with a smirk.

That's when it clicked for her. 

“You! You did this! You’re the one having the press run this smear campaign, aren't you?” Naya asked.

Marquise shrugged.

“It's not a smear campaign if it's true,” he replies.

“This will ruin my reputation, Marquise!”

“Funny. You weren't thinking about your reputation when you attacked Shanelle for no reason other than you wanted to.”

“You reckless bastard! How could you be so damn cruel?!” Naya asked.

“Because you decided to be stupid enough to test my patience. I told you to stay away from her but you won't and don't listen. So now it's time for you to learn the hard way.” he replied.

“I can't believe you would do this to me. I thought you loved me!”

“I did. I loved you dearly. But now I don’t care. And that's your fault.” Marquise said nonchalantly.

Naya was flabbergasted. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. 

“What happened to you? This isn't who you are Marquise. You would never be this cruel to me. What the hell did that mutt do to you?” Naya asked.

Marquise slammed his fist down on his desk, causing Naya to jump slightly. 

“Don't you ever call her that again!” he growled at her. 

“I will call her whatever the hell I want. And there's nothing you can do about it!” Naya sneered. 

Marquise cocked his head to the side as he leaned back in his chair.

“Are you threatening me?” he asked.

Naya crossed her arms and glared at him.

“Not only am I threatening you, Your Regency. But I am here to tell you that I will use all of my influence on the court to make sure that this frivolous engagement of yours is seen as a farce and that your mutt is humiliated!” Naya replied.

“Be careful what you say to me Naya,” he warned her.

“Or what?” Naya asked.

Marquise smirked.

“I heard your husband is returning from his Humanitarian fellowship to Ethiopia today. It's been a long time since he and I have spoken.”

Naya gave him a death glare

“Perhaps we'll have a chance to speak on Saturday. After all, you and him will be hosting the Grand Hunt this weekend.”

Marquise watched the fire drain out of Naya. 

“Now that we have that settled, I have other matters to attend to. You can see yourself out.”

“This is not over you son of a bitch!” Naya hissed. 

That's when Marquise cleared his throat, stood up, and walked over to the door to close and lock it before turning back to face her.

“You never learn do you?” he asked her. 

Naya glared at him without saying a thing.

“I have tried to give you grace but you continue to try me. You continue to defy me. And now I've had enough.” he sneered. 

“I'm not afraid of you!”

Marquise shrugged.

“Maybe not but you do hold a mountain of debt that is still owed. And if you continue on like this, even with Tariq’s money in your corner I promise to make that debt impossible to pay back.”

“You wouldn't dare!” 

“I wouldn't dare what?” he asked.

“You wouldn't dare intentionally bankrupt me just to protect some commoner!” she replied.

He grabbed her chin roughly and brought her face close to him.

“I will not be defied, Naya. Not even by you. So as long as you do as I say, you have nothing to worry about. But if you intend to defy me, you and your father will get a summons of repayment with an amount that neither of you can pay.” 

Seeing the tears of fear shining in her eyes was all the answer he needed.

“You will not defy me, will you Princess?” he asked.

“No, Your Regency. I won't defy you,” she whispered.

He let go of her chin and moved her hair behind her ear.

“Good girl. Now go home. You and your husband have guests to prepare for.”

Naya took a step back from him before he opened the door for her and she left his office without any further incident. Later that night, Marquise was just about to leave his office when he got a knock at the door. It was Constantine.

“I hope I'm not interrupting His Regency.”

“What do you want?” Marquise asked him.

Connie took a seat across from Marquise.

“I had an interesting conversation with Princess Naya. You’re blackmailing her?!” Constantine asked.

“And here comes the moral police,” Marquise replied.

“As if that article wasn't bad enough, you threaten blackmail?!” 

Marquise downed the drink he had in his hand before glaring at Constantine.

“Oh fuck off! Blackmail has always been your bread and butter. So don't you dare sit here and chastise me! She and her father wouldn't even have the debt if it wasn't for you!” Marquise spat at Connie. 

“For someone who hates me so much, you act just like me, my son.”

Marquise chuckled dryly.

“So I've made our people suffer under high taxes, shuttered our borders, destroyed our kingdom’s economy, all while drinking myself into cirrhosis, and sleeping with any hole that had a pair of legs attached to it like you?”  Marquise asked.

“What I do in my life is my business!” Constantine replied.

“And yet you flaunt it for the world to see. Making it everyone’s business.” 

Connie looked disgusted at Marquise.

“I bet you enjoy this. You finally get the power you have always whined about having. You finally have the throne you always dreamed of. To think everything I worked for, everything I strived for as King will now go to you.” 

“Is there a point to this?” Marquise asked.

“Yes. Pretty soon you'll find out that you can't have it all. You will have to make decisions that you won't like. Ones that will haunt you. And you'll have no one to blame but yourself and that girl you're so in love with.” Connie answered. 

“You think I'll rule the same way you do, is that what you're saying?” Marquise asked.

“Ruling is hereditary, my son. You will pledge your life to serve the people just like I did. And whether you like it or not, I will always be your father.” Connie replied.

Marquise nodded.

“You're right it is. And thankfully for me I have my mother to thank for how I will rule. Not you.”

Constantine stared venomously at his son.

“You're lucky I have no power now. Otherwise, you'd be in chains!” Connie hissed.

“Ahhh yes. Where would I be without Constantine Rys and his now truly idle threats?” Marquise asked mockingly.

“You have always been an ungrateful brat!” Connie replies.

“And you've always been a piss poor excuse of a father. Never any good to either one of your sons.”

“I have always been good to you and Leo!”

Marquise poured himself another drink.

“Then tell me again how and why Leo and Maddie’s engagement fell apart.”

Connie went quiet.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hit a nerve?” Marquise asked. 

“You keep your mouth shut boy!” Connie hissed.

“Why of course, Your Majesty. We wouldn't want the world to find out the actual reason Leo abdicated is because you slept with his fiancee and got her pregnant. It's a good thing that Regina convinced her to terminate the pregnancy and how fortuitous for you that you got her and Leo to each sign an NDA. Just to protect your image.”

Constantine’s nostrils flared. 

“Now get out!” Marquise sneered.

Connie got up to walk away and as he did he said this.

“Try as you might, my son. You will never be ANYTHING like Eleanor. But you will always be a part of me and I of you. We are much more alike than you think.” 

Marquise watched Connie walk out the door. He took a few minutes to compose himself before he went to bed. The next morning he was just waking up the next morning when he noticed steam coming from under the bathroom door. When he looked up, Shanelle was coming out of the bathroom in her robe with her hair wet.

“Well, good morning handsome,” she said with a smile.

“What are you doing here?” he asked. 

“I missed you,” she replied.

“What time did you get in?” he asked.

“I got to the palace late last night and when I got here you were already asleep. I didn't want to disturb you so I crawled into bed with you. I woke up about an hour ago and decided to get in the shower.” she replied.

Marquise shook his head with a smile.

“Come here,” he said to her.

She crawled into bed with him. When she felt his arms around her she shivered. 

“Well, you smell good.”

“Thank you. So how was your day yesterday?” she asked.

“It was fine until Naya and my father each paid me a visit,” he replied.

Shanelle winced.

“Yikes on yikes on yikes.”

“Imagine how I felt. Thankfully, she's gone home because her husband came back from Ethiopia yesterday. And the former King is in Fydelia with Regina so I shouldn't have to deal with either of them until the Grand Hunt Saturday.” 

“You mean we shouldn't. I want to sit in on the interviews if that's okay.”

“Of course my love. I would love to have your input on the selections.” 

“I want to know who it is we're working with when it comes to the kingdom and the new Monarchy. I need to know that we can trust them to put the people’s needs first.”

That put a smile on Marquise’s face.

“Well let's get dressed, my Queen. We have a busy day ahead of us.” 

Marquise hopped in the shower, the two got dressed and then had breakfast before they tackled the selection interviews. The interview process went smoothly. Some of the leaders Shanelle liked and others she could do without. And one interview shocked her. It was the first time she met Marquise’s cousin, Giancarlo Rys.

“Carlo! It's good to see you, cousin!” Marquise said as he greeted his cousin.

“It's good to see you too, cousin. Thank you for the opportunity to interview. Although I’m not sure what position it is you want me to fill.” Giancarlo said to him.

“I'll be happy to tell you. But first, allow me to introduce you to my fiancee,” Marquise said before turning to Shanelle, “my love I know this is a shock but I want you to meet my cousin, Giancarlo Rys.”

Giancarlo bowed.

“It is an honor to meet you, Your Regency.”

“The pleasure’s all mine. I had no idea he had a cousin.”

“Yes. My father Sebastian was Connie's younger brother. He tragically passed away when Marquise was barely 2 months old.” 

“Oh goodness. Please sit down.” Shanelle says to Giancarlo.

Giancarlo smiled. 

“Thank you, Your Regency,” he said as he took his seat.

“How is Nadia doing?” Marquise asked Carlo.

“My mother is doing well. When I told her you reached out she was so excited. She wanted to come but she's still recovering from her hip surgery.” Carlo replied.

“I understand. Please give her my love.”

“I will do that.”

Giancarlo looked at Marquise with an eyebrow raised.

“Alright cousin. You have me here. What do you have up your sleeve?” Giancarlo asked Marquise. 

Marquise snickers.

“You know me well. I'll get straight to the point. I want you to join the new Monarchy that Shanelle and I are forming. More specifically I want you to have your father’s old post as Keeper Of The Royal Archives.

Giancarlo blinked at him.

“You want me?! Marquise, I'm a history professor! Not a noble.” 

“I know. But you have been a historian your whole life. You are perfect for this role. And I’m sure Sebastian would be proud to have you follow in his footsteps.” 

“Does it really mean that much to you?” Carlo asked him.

“Of course. Again you are perfect for this role. Besides, Errol has got to go. He's a relic at this point.” Marquise replies.

Carlo shook his head with a chuckle. 

“And what does my dear uncle say about it?” Carlo asked.

“He's got his own problems to deal with,” Marquise replied.

“Speaking of which,” Giancarlo began to say before looking toward Shanelle, “before I go any further does she know?” 

Marquise shook his head no.

“Know what?” Shanelle asked.

“My father has cancer,” Marquise answered. 

Shanelle was stunned. 

“What?! Cancer?” Shanelle asked.

“Yes. He has a rare and aggressive form of lung cancer.” Marquise replied.

“Oh my God. I had no idea.” 

“Not many people know about it.” 

“Mariana told me that the surgery was unsuccessful.”

Marquise nodded before looking to Shanelle.

“Giancarlo’s wife Mariana is the Surgical Oncologist who performed his surgery. Unfortunately, the surgery wasn't successful and it metastasized to his liver.”

“Meaning what?” Shanelle asked.

“He's dying. He has maybe 6-8 months left to live according to him.” Marquise replied.

Shanelle was stunned. 

“I'm sorry to surprise you, my love. I wasn't trying to hide this from you. I just wanted to find the right moment to tell you.”

Shanelle nodded slowly.

“No, I get it. It's just…a lot. And I now have so many questions but they can wait for later.”

Marquise squeezed her hand gratefully.

“I appreciate that. And I promise to answer all the questions you have. Now back to the matter at hand.”

Marquise looked at Giancarlo.

“What do you say, Carlo? Are you in?” Marquise asked.

“I don’t know, cousin. It is an amazing opportunity. But I don’t know if I can give up my job as a professor.” Giancarlo replied.

“I understand that. And I would never ask you to give up your teaching job. But I need you, Carlo. I will even give you a light schedule so you don't have to give up your students at the university.” Marquise said to him.

Giancarlo laughed.

“You drive a hard bargain cousin.”

Marquise rolled his eyes with a smirk.

“Quit being an old man and say yes.”

Giancarlo shook his head and then turned to Shanelle.

“If you'll have me Your Regency, I will happily accept the position.”

“Since it means that much to His Regency, I would love to have you.” 

Giancarlo nodded.

“Alright cousin. I'm in. And besides, it's like you said, Errol is an old relic. I'm sure he still uses filing cabinets and floppy disks to keep official records.”

Marquise extended his hand and shook Giancarlo’s hand.

“It'll be good to have you here, cousin,” Marquise said to his cousin.

“Indeed it will. Now if you and Her Regency will excuse me, I have some good news to deliver.”

“It was good to meet you, Giancarlo.” Shanelle said to him.

“Likewise. And since we're practically family, please call me Carlo.” Giancarlo replies.

“Will do.”

Giancarlo smiled at Shanelle.

“I'll see you soon…Your Majesty.” Giancarlo said to Marquise before taking his leave.

[motherflecker]

no squee don't be sorry ahah you are not disappointed you are joy bringer 😘 the superior queen of akktheo's fictional kingdom. this whole fic deal should bring you joy just like it brings joy to me (and everyone who reads it). so don't worry, relax and take your time 😌❤️ I asked just because i reread whole enchante tag on ao3 and i thought about things that i want to read about akktheo you know. it's okay squee!!!!!!

GOD THIS ASK IS SO SWEET 😭😭😭

thank you, anon!!! i think queen is a little much though. i'm more like a jester in akktheo's court. i spin indulgent bullshit for the delight of the crowd and that's who i am!!!! that's what i do!!!

i'm definitely going to get this written eventually though, because i so very much want to see it as well. i'll make my own food, as they say!!

thank you for being so lovely tho ❤️

[m-jelly]

Hi! I am currently enjoying your ao3 story about demon levi. I am a fan!!! 😍

I would like to make a request. Like Levi was in a relationship with Petra before, then when she died at the 57th expedition, reader is always there for him, because he loves him but she needed to suppress it because he was in a relationship already.

Levi gave it a try, but he can't easily forget about Petra, like he accidentally calls reader Petra, even when they having intimate moments or when he is having a bad dream and reaches for reader and calls her Petra. (angst as f). Then reader made a decision to break up with Levi because she was self pitying herself already and she can't take it anymore and tells Levi all she is feeling all through out their relationship. Levi was hurt and realizes after some time that he loves the reader so much and he ask reader tofix everything, like court her properly until reader falls in love again and Levi makes everything okay. Maybe a scene where he goes to Petra's grave and say his final goodbye so he could love the reader properly. Happy ending of course.

I love you! 😘

Aww, thank you!! I love writing Demon Levi, he's so naughty hehe. Love too! Let's get on the angst train choo-choo!

You are my true love.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: angst, emotional hurt, getting together - breaking up - getting together, love, courting, canon world, happy ending.

Concept: Petra is dead and Levi is finding life hard. You are always there for him and provide him comfort, you were even there for him when he had a lot of relationship issues with Petra. You've always been there. One day while comforting Levi, he kisses you and starts something new with you. Levi won't call you both a couple, even though you have sex, kiss, cuddle and spend time together. During an intimate moment, Levi calls you Petra and ruins the moment. Another time he wakes up fro a dream and cries out Petra's name. You leave Levi and try to move on, but he can't live without you. Levi deos everything he can to win you back because you are his true love.

You let out a long sigh as you signed papers and reports. You looked up when your door opened and closed. You smiled at Levi, still suffering from Petra being killed a month ago. "Captain." You sat up. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

He walked over to you, then paced a little. "I want to talk to you."

You hummed and smiled. "Yeah? Well, I'm all ears, always am."

He sat on your sofa. "I ah..."

You got up and walked over to him. "I have an open speaking policy, remember?"

He smiled a little. "You're so good to me."

You sat down. "I do what I can for you."

He looked you in the eyes. "So very good."

You blushed a little. "Are you okay?" He kissed you making you jump. "What...Levi?"

He tangled his fingers in your hair, then dragged you close. He lay you down on the sofa, then pushed his hand under your shirt. He pulled back and panted. "I want you."

You blushed hard. "Are you sure?"

He nodded and moaned your name. "Please."

You smiled at him. "I'm all yours."

You signed your fate that day. Levi used you as an emotional blanket and for sex and comfort. You were there for him always. You helped him when he needed you. You were there to hold him when he was hurting. You asked him what you and he were, but he wouldn't admit to being a couple. You slowly started to feel the weight and hurt of it all. You were scared that you were just an object to him.

The cracks were starting to show in your relationship, or whatever it was when you were intimate one night. Levi was on top of you showering your body in affection and love. He was moving with you as you both chased pleasure.

Levi moaned. "Petra."

You gasped, then pushed him off. "Stop. Stop!"

Levi pulled from you and said your name. "Are you okay?"

You got off his bed, then started putting your clothes on. "I have to go."

"Was it something I did?"

You gulped hard and welled up. "You moaned Petra's name while you were fucking me."

He pushed his hands into his hair. "Tch, shit I'm so sorry."

You walked to the door. "I've got to go."

Levi got out of bed and chased you. "Wait." He called your name in that way that made you melt. "Don't go. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

You looked at him with tears in your eyes. "I'm not in the mood to have sex anymore."

"Can we cuddle instead? I can't sleep without you."

You sighed. "Fine, but no sex."

"I won't touch you in that way." He said your name. "Thank you."

You pulled your uniform off, then yanked on your nightshirt. You fought tears and sighed. "It's fine." You climbed into bed and heard Levi go to the bathroom and clean up. You closed your eyes and fought sobs when he climbed into bed next to you.

Levi reached over and lightly touched your waist. "Can I hold you?"

You sniffed. "Okay."

He dragged you towards him, then held you. "I'm so sorry." He kissed your neck and upper back. "I really am."

"It's okay."

"Thank you for staying."

You rolled onto your back and looked at Levi. You reached up and touched his face a little. You smiled at him. "You have no idea how much I care about you."

He smiled at you. "You are so wonderful to me."

You pulled your hand away. "I'm tired."

"Sleep well."

You closed your eyes, then open them when you heard Levi had drifted off to sleep. You stared at him for a while, then carefully got out of bed and went to his bathroom. You sat on the floor and cried. That was the first of many nights where you'd cry alone on Levi's bathroom floor.

You put up with it. You hid your pain from Levi because he took priority over everything for you. People around you started to notice you were getting sicker. The last straw for your mental health was one night as you finished crying in his bathroom, you heard Levi whimpering from a nightmare.

You walked out of the bathroom and stood in the doorway. "Levi?"

Levi sat up and panted. He looked over at you and welled up. "Petra. Petra hold me, please. I need you."

You welled up and felt your heart break. You clutched your chest and gasped. Your body started shaking. You were scared of what was happening to you, the worst is you knew that it was over. You and Levi were over. Your expression of pain went, then you were just emotionless.

You started changing. "If you want Petra, then you have two choices, get yourself killed or go to her grave."

Levi blinked a few times in the dark, then said your name. "I'm sorry. I didn't...I'm sorry."

You pulled on your boots last. "Goodbye Levi. I wish you all the best." You walked out of his room as he shouted for you. You went to your room and started packing your bags. You grabbed your already written resignation letter because you knew this was going to happen, you knew that you and Levi wouldn't last and you couldn't stay in the scouts after breaking up.

You walked down the hall and past your confused friends to Erwin's office. You tossed the letter on the blonde's desk. "I quit."

Erwin raised his brow. "Quit?"

You nodded and put your bag down. "For the sake of my mental health, I cannot continue here. I've worked for the scouts long enough that I can leave."

Erwin opened the letter up, then shook his head as he said your name. "I don't want to lose you. Is there anything I can do to keep you? You're a fine soldier that's been here for years. You joined with Mike."

You shook your head. "I'm sorry. I can't stay. It's not the titans or losing people, it's..."

He smiled sadly at you. "A certain person here?"

You nodded. "They are more valuable to you as a soldier than I am." You bowed to him. "Thank you for the opportunity."

Erwin walked over to you and shook your hand. "It's been an honour serving with you."

"You too."

You walked out of the base and never looked back. You kept walking until you made it to an inn. You stayed there for a few days to sort out your money and living. You bought a shop with a nice apartment above it. You filled the shop with flowers and focused on being a florist.

Levi had left you alone for two months and in that time he was an emotional and unstable wreck. He missed you so much that he hurt physically. He went to Petra's grave and stared at her name. He thought about Petra and then you. He cared for Petra and she was his first in many, but the person who truly had his heart was you.

He placed his hand on her grave and smiled. "Thank you, for everything. Thank you for showing me love, but I'm afraid my heart is someone else's now. This is goodbye, for good." He smiled and felt lighter like the world made sense. He pulled away, then hurried through the streets and made his way to a popular little florist. He smiled when he saw you laughing with a customer, then handing over flowers. He slipped inside the shop making the bell ring.

You put money in your till. "Be right with you!"

Levi smiled a little. "Take your time."

You frowned when you recognised the voice. You looked over at Levi and felt your cheeks flush as old feelings bubbled away in you. You gulped hard and remembered the pain he caused you. "Petra liked yellow flowers, right? I'll get you some."

He stood in your path and reached for you, but you recoiled. "I'm not here for that."

You stepped back. "Well, then there's nothing for you here."

"Can we talk?"

You walked behind your till and wrote down the flowers in your logs. "There's nothing to talk about."

He walked over to you. "I fucked up."

"You did."

"I didn't appreciate what I had."

You sighed and slapped your book closed. "Where is this going? We weren't anything, you made that clear. I was just some warm body you could fuck and hug to replace Petra. I meant nothing. So, either leave with some flowers for Petra or just get out."

He looked so broken to you. "I used you, I admit that, but I did and do have feelings for you. I didn't want a relationship even though we had one. I was scared that I'd lose you too. You are the one person I cannot lose."

You shook your head. "So, now you're saying you love me?"

"I always loved you, I was just too terrified to admit it."

You folded your arms. "You called me Petra twice."

He nodded. "I know I did. I was wrong to. I saw you both in each other. What I mean is, being with you was wonderful, but I kept remembering the loss of Petra. The closer I got to you, the more I was thinking about how I was with Petra and lost you. I'm sorry if this doesn't make sense. What I'm trying to say is, I thought I was going to lose you like I lost her."

You let out a long sigh. "I understand what you mean. You and I got to the same level in the relationship as you did with her before she died. You were scared you'd lose me like her. The lines between me and her blurred."

"Tch, I'm such an asshole." He blushed. "You deserve so much better."

You smiled a little. "I do."

He hummed a laugh. "You've done amazing here. Your shop is beautiful and you are just." He sighed. "Sunning."

You hummed a laugh. "Thanks. I've lost a lot of my muscles because I don't train anymore. So, all that muscle you liked is gone."

"You're beautiful no matter what."

You blushed a little more. "You're sweet as ever."

He gulped hard. "Do you want to get lunch together?"

You looked at the time. "Well, lunch was a couple of hours ago."

Levi looked at the time and saw it was four. "Tch, shit."

You hummed a laugh. "You always were a bit of an airhead."

He gulped hard. "Can I walk you home?"

"No."

His shoulders slumped. "Oh."

You snorted. "I live upstairs."

He blushed. "Oh. That makes sense."

You hummed. "Sorry. You also need to leave."

"What?"

You walked to your door. "I close at four."

"Oh."

You held the door open for him. "It was good seeing you."

"Yeah." He walked out into the street, then turned and looked at you as you stood in the doorway. "I'm in love with you."

You blushed a little. "I was in love with you, but now my heart is not so sure. I'll see you around."

Levi let out a long sigh, then left you for the day feeling a little defeated. He might have lost today, but he was a determined man. He was in love with you and he wouldn't let you go. He knew his future and his forever was you. He could see a married life and kids with you, he struggled with Petra. He wanted you.

You were a little amused at Levi arriving at your shop almost every day. You thought it was funny that humanities strongest was smitten over you and was trying so desperately to win your heart. He came in with gifts every time he saw you. He'd ask you out, but you refused because of your job and you were the only worker really.

Levi came to see you so often that he was a permanent feature in your shop. The scouts would come to your shop to talk to Levi about a few things. You liked it a little because you could see old friends, but at the same time, it was a little embarrassing.

He came to your shop one day to find it closed. He grabbed a stone on the floor and threw it at your window and shouted your name. "I'm going to keep shouting to you until you see me. I don't care if people are staring."

You shoved your window open and leaned out. "Levi Ackerman shut up!"

"Never!"

You huffed. "I can ignore you."

"I'll be right here! I love you!"

You shook your head and smiled. "Good for you." You looked up when you heard a rumble. "It's going to rain. Go home!"

He smiled at you. "I am home! My home is with you! I love you."

You groaned. "Levi..."

He laughed. "I'm no longer Captain! I see that as progress."

You leaned your cheek on your hand. "You are one determined man."

"I'm a man in love."

You hummed and saw the rain start to come down on him. "I'm not Petra. I'll never be Petra. I refuse to replace her. I'm my own person."

"I know." He opened his arms to you and said your name. "I love you. I've said my goodbyes to Petra. I don't want her, I want you. My future is with you. I want marriage and kids. I want a teashop. I adore you so much."

You let out a long sigh. "This isn't some ploy to use me again, is it?"

"No. I would rather live in a house fall of shit and piss dripping from the walls than hurt you again. I'm dedicated to you and only you. I love you and no one else."

Your brows raised at Levi's dirty house comment. You hummed, then closed your windows.

Levi's shoulders dropped. "More time. I can do this." He sighed. "I love you!"

"Hey, idiot!" You smiled at him as you stood in the doorway to your shop. "Get in here before you catch your death."

Levi hurried into the shop and shivered. "Thank you."

You locked your door. "Clothes off."

He gulped, then pulled everything off so he was naked. "Done."

You handed him a blanket. "I keep this down here to keep me warm." You grabbed his clothes. "Follow me." You walked upstairs and put his clothes in your washing bucket. "I'll clean these in a bit." You went into your closet and hummed. "I have some old clothes of yours that got mixed in with my things." You handed him PJ bottoms and a top. "It was your night things."

"Thank you."

You pushed him to your fireplace. "Sit by the fire and get warm. I'll be right back."

You went into your kitchen and heated up some soup you'd made yesterday. You ripped up some bread you had baked and put it on a tray for him. You added a cup of tea, then took it into him and felt your heart flutter as you watched Levi sitting with his PJs on, blanket around him and wet hair pushed back. To you, this looked like a dream come true. You wanted this future so badly. You wanted him as your husband.

You shook your head, then placed the tray down in front of him. "Eat up."

Levi tucked in and hummed in happiness. "You're a good cook."

You smiled and hugged your legs. "Thanks."

He downed his soup and sighed. "I haven't had a good meal like that in a while."

You giggled. "The scouts have crap food. I guess I could feed you from now on." You poked his cheek. "Don't want you getting sick."

He stared at you. "Am I forgiven?"

You smiled at him. "You said that you'd rather be in a shit and piss dripping house than hurt me again. I mean, that's incredible."

"I mean it when I say I love you. I don't want anyone else in my life but you."

You blushed a little. "You're lucky I'm still in love with you."

Levi lit up in happiness. "You are?"

You nodded and shuffled closer to him. "Mind sharing that blanket?" You blushed a little. "I'm a bit cold."

Levi put the blanket around you and him. "Sure."

You scooted closer so the side of you was pressed against him. "Could you put your arm around me as well? It's for the added warmth."

He slipped his arm around you and placed his hand on your hip. He kissed your shoulder, then blushed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have done that without your permission."

You turned your head, then kissed him. "I love you, Levi. I really do love you. I warn you now, my heart can't take another heartbreak from you, okay?"

He nodded. "I understand."

"I know it's a big choice, but this is our last chance together. If you call me Petra at all, I'm gone for good. I can't do it. I loved Petra, she was a wonderful friend to me and losing her hurt me as well. Being called her..." You sighed. "I could never compete with her. I loved you since you joined the scouts, but you picked her even though I was right there always. So, I felt like a second choice. Does that make sense?"

"Yes. Perfect. You're not though."

You smiled at him. "I am certain now after your speech in the rain and the fact you got dirty as you tried to tell me you love me, well that confirmed it all. I love you. I'll always love you."

Levi smiled and tapped his forehead against yours. "I love you so fucking much. I want to marry you."

You laughed. "One step at a time handsome."

He hummed and frowned. "Okay, so...can I kiss you?"

"You can give me as many as you like."

He purred at you, then roughly captured your lips in a passionate kiss. He slowly pushed you down onto the floor and moaned with you. He pulled back and smiled. "I missed you." He lay down then pulled you into his arms. "So much."

You blushed. "I missed you too." You were a little surprised he didn't want sex. You blushed hard and felt happy because you felt like you meant more to him. You leaned up and looked down at him. "You know, you really are something, Levi Ackerman."

He smiled at you and played with your hair. "Says the woman of my dreams and true love."

You hummed a laugh and relaxed on him. "Can you stay over for a while?"

"If you want me."

"I do."

He rubbed your back. "Then I'm all yours."

[pillow-anime-talk]

a dangerous captain and an even scarier older sister.

request: can you do head canons for being rakuzan’s manager and kagami’s sister? especially the scene where akashi almost stabs him and you accidentally witness it and are furious so you do the same thing mayuzumi does, insult him and brings the old akashi back. thanks so much! love you 😘

# tags: headcanon; friendship & siblings relation; drama?; but also comedy & fluff; sfw i promise

includes: female reader ft. rakuzan team, taiga kagami & rest of generation of miracles in the background {knb}

author’s note: love you too :((( tbh, i love these two moments, so thank you for your request!

↘ “Y/N-chaaaan, do you know where Sei-chan went?” Reo came over to you, putting his big, soft hand on your tiny shoulder, which was decorated with the Rakuzan manager’s jacket.

↘ You frowned, but after a while you nodded, saying that he went to meet his former teammates from Junior High School. The tall shooting guard looked at you, giving you a loud kiss sound.

↘ “I have a bad feeling about this. Can you bring him back to us? Pretty please.”

↘ “Ahhhh, right. Maybe I can meet the rest of the Teikou team... It would be nice, I guess. I’ll be right back, boys. Don’t go too away.” You smiled at the rest of the squad, and then with the white-gray notebook in your hands you went to find the capitan.

↘ (As you left you heard a loud Kotarou’s laugh; he told you to be careful. What a cutie.)

↘ Of course, it wasn’t hard to find Seijuurou.

↘ Just like the other colorful heads around the stone steps.

↘ What’s funny, you even noticed your one year younger brother, standing next to Kuroko Tetsuya, one of the members of the Generation of Miracles. Akashi briefly told you about him some time ago. Taiga too, when both of you were talking on the phone or Skype.

↘ By the way, you both did it quite often because you lived on two different sides of Japan due to the fact that Taiga was in Tokyo and you were in Kyoto. Seeing your brother for the first time in a few weeks, you wanted to hug him and take him to the burger bar as soon as possible. You both liked meetings like that.

↘ So with a smile, you slowly started to approach the eight tall basketball players without even realizing what was going to happen in a few seconds.

↘ But your good humor disappeared immediately after you noticed Akashi’s actions. Actions that you would definitely prefer not to see both as his friend, as manager of the Rakuzan basketball team and as Taiga’s older sister.

↘ Watching your younger brother’s cheek begin to bleed made your heart beat painfully and your hands clenched into fists. And not only you felt it, ‘cause you could clearly see the surprised faces of the rest of the members of the former Teikou team and the fear in the eyes of the boy from the Seirin squad, whose name you didn’t remember well.

↘ The red-haired ace also didn’t know what was happening.

↘ “My, my. I’m surprised that you were able to do...”

↘ “Seijuurou Akashi, what do you think you are doing right now?” You asked loudly as you walked closer and closer, simultaneously attracting the attention of all the boys standing on the gray stairs. Not paying attention to anything but the silver scissors, you took them from his hands. “We are at the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium and any signs of aggression may result in the team being kicked out of the game.” You muttered giving the tall green-haired shooter his property. You didn’t even look at Midorima, by the way – you kept eye contact with the pink head all the time. “If you want to beat Taiga, do it on the court like a real player. Not outside the gym. Have you thought about the rest of the team and our coach? What do you think would happen if we were removed from the list? You can’t fix everything just by your last name or your father’s status.”

↘ Everyone was watching you, without saying a single word.

↘ They probably felt too much respect for you.

↘ And fear.

↘ Even Seijuurou felt bad for a short moment, especially because you were older than him and he respected you as a manager and team support. You two were quite close; you might even call him your best friend in high school, but at that moment you felt a huge disappointment towards him. Especially since he hurt your younger (but bigger than you) brother.

↘ “... Taiga, are you okay? I have a handkerchief. Take it. Let your manager disinfect it and apply a bandage when you come back to the gym. Also, Kuroko...?” You looked at the blue-eyed boy who straightened up. “Please take care of him.” You said in a much warmer voice, taking a colorful packet of handkerchiefs from your sweatshirt pocket. “We’ll talk privately in a moment, Akashi.”

↘ Your voice has become lower and less calm again.

↘ Rakuzan’s point guard almost felt chills down his spine, seeing in addition your blank expression and empty eyes.

↘ And hearing that you aren’t calling him by his first name, but by his surname. 

↘ You always did that when you were angry. And it was really rare, so Seijuurou was very worried.

↘ You looked again at the boys standing around you and then stood next to the pink-haired first-grader, placing your right hand on his head. You immediately bowed, dragging Akashi with you.

↘ “I am so sorry for any problems the Rakuzan’s capitan made. As a team manager, I take responsibility.”

↘ Generation of Miracles and your brother opened their eyes wider. They literally never saw Akashi who was so submissive to another person. Especially to the girl who was shorter and smaller than him.

↘ It was really weird.

↘ “Good luck with your matches, guys. We have to go.” You added when you looked up. Shortly after, you you moved your gaze at Taiga with a soft, precious smile. “After the finals we can go and eat something with your own friends, brother.”

↘ Only now, Seijuurou realized that you and his ‘opponent’ have one surname. Another shiver ran down the back of his neck. After a short second he looked at you out of the corner of his eye.

↘ “Akashi, let’s go. And once again, I apologize with all my heart.”

↘ You went away with the captain, causing everyone started breathing normally and deeply. 

↘ What an unforgettable experience and memory.

↘ “... I wish... I really wish that we would had someone like her but in Teikou.” Kise whispered, and the rest of the former team nodded.

[wanderingaldecaldo]

OC Tarot Card

tagged by @pheedraws to do this uquiz -- thank you! 😘

JUSTICE

What would you do to ensure justice? You know full well I don’t speak of lofty ideals and courts and magistrates, dearest. What would you do to those that hurt you? If I dropped them in your lap, what would you do? What kind of pain could you possibly inflict upon them? You are right to do so. You are right to want to do so. Ignore the screaming, dearest, you are the hand of justice now, and they hurt you. Do not look too closely at their faces, dearest. You are within your rights. You spell out your own rights, now. Are you happy about it? Are you certain that this is the right person you hold by the hair? Does your anger hurt less now?

I got Justice for Streetkid!Val, then took it again for Corpo!Val and gave different answers based on her different experiences. Joke's on me, she is also Justice!

Tagging (without pressure, ofc!) @starsandskies, @noirapocalypto, @rockerboyrepo, @dataterm, @breezypunk, @dustymagpie