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girlgenius1111 · 2 months

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just let go: chapter 4

Misa finally get her turn with you. Jenni is kind enough to share. Alexia doesn't enjoy not being the center of attention.

18+

warnings: strap on use. double penetration. anal. praise & degradation. dom / sub dynamics. orgasm delay / control. breeding kink. [i think that's it?]

haven't yet thanked everyone for sending in their very DETAILED requests. i truly appreciate it, it makes m job so much easier. also thank you to @vixwritesagain for giving me good ideas and generally being an Orgy Inspiration™

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Alexia's hands bat away Misa's own as she attempted to secure the harness to the younger woman's waist. It was an enticing sight, significantly more enticing than it should have been; the blonde's long fingers expertly tightening the straps over the goalkeeper's powerful thighs. As soon as Ale was done, Jenni was directing everyone where she wanted them. This was her show and everyone knew it, although there were varying degrees of defiance in all of you.

"Misa, niña bonita, lay on the bed." The striker turned her attention in your direction. "You, amor, on top of her, ass in the air."

Jenni barely gave her girlfriend a glance as she gave the blonde her instructions.

"Ale, there," Jenni instructed, nodding to the side of the bed not currently occupied by you and Misa, a fair distance away from anyone else. It was clear that Jenni had no intention for Alexia to participate in the next thing she was planning. You bit back a smirk, watching the blonde fold her arms, pouting slightly. Alexia caught your look anyway, and turned her glare towards you. Hastily you leaned down, pressing your lips to Misa's, quickly getting lost in the kiss, and forgetting about the blonde woman sitting a few feet from you.

Jenni wasn't paying attention to her girlfriend either, as she positioned herself behind you, hands just finding your back before she was interrupted.

"Jenni."

The forward still paid no attention to her girlfriend, stroking softly at your back.

"Jenni," Alexia called again, more insistently, and definitely more whiny this time. You and Misa broke apart, watching as, slowly, Jenni turned her head to face her girlfriend.

"What do you want, needy girl?"

Alexia's face grew red, not enjoying the extra attention, as she glared at the striker. "If you are in her ass, and Misa is in her pussy, where am I supposed to be?"

"Not everything needs to include you, amor. You just sit there and watch, yes?"

Alexia made a disapproving noise, sitting up more as if to move closer to the three of you. A single raised eyebrow from Jenni had her frozen in her tracks.

"Everyone else has watched, bonita. Are you going to be good and take your turn? Or are you going to be a brat, and make me punish you in front of our guests?"

Alexia scowled but sat back down on the bed. She was within touching distance of you and Misa, something you were sure she would take advantage of, once Jenni's attention was properly occupied.

"Listo?" Jenni asked, her hands beginning to spread you apart.

You nodded eagerly, jolting when you felt a lubed finger pressing against you. It slid in easily, as Jenni had already had it in before, and you exhaled happily, resting your head on Misa's collarbone.

"Misa, inside." Jenni instructed, and this time, you moaned in surprise when the goalkeeper obeyed, sliding into you all at once, her lips finding your pulse point, and sucking gently. She began to move right away, calloused hands lifting your hips, before bringing them back down.

Jenni stopped her though, shushing you softly as she pressed another finger into you.

"No, let her feel you inside her. Let her get used to it, before we fuck her wide open."

You looked down at Misa pleadingly, but the brunette had a smirk etched across her face, one you were sure Jenni was matching. Misa's hands held your hips down on her cock, as the forward worked your other hole open. Her fingers were long, reaching deep inside of you. Misa's strap was a stretch to begin with, one you would have struggled to take if you weren't so wet. Jenni's fingers were a lot, too, but it only felt good. Until a third finger teased over your rim, and you shifted, whining deep in your throat.

"You can take three." Jenni encouraged.

Until this point, the keeper had been content to watch you as you took Jenni's fingers, but she was getting impatient. Her hips bucked unconsciously, and you arched your back more, a sharp breath escaping your mouth.

"Not yet, Misa. Just let her sit on your cock. It makes her so desperate, so needy." Jenni's mocking tone made you blush, her words only making it worse. It was a good kind of humiliation, the kind that made you crave more. "We need her wet if we're going to fuck her at the same time."

It was this reminder that made Misa relent, and she settled for tugging your face away from her neck and pulling you into a kiss. She could feel it every time Jenni pressed deeper into you, feel the little breaths and sighs you let out into her mouth. Your tongue tangled with the goalkeepers, her mouth moving rhythmically against yours as you tried to relax your muscles, allowing Jenni in further.

"How do you feel, bonita?" Jenni asked, the hand that was not stretching you open running up and down your back soothingly.

You broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Full."

"Full? No, not full yet. Alexia, grab my strap."

The ease with which the blonde did as her girlfriend asked would have been highly suspicious, if only anyone was paying attention to her. All three of you were rather preoccupied, though, Misa holding you down on top of her strap, Jenni working 3 fingers inside of you.

Jenni was rather startled, then, when Alexia didn’t just hand her the strap. Instead, she took the initiative to yank Jenni back away from you, capturing her in a messy, wet kiss. The forward was a willful person, but there wasn’t anyone on this earth strong enough to deny Alexia when she was handling them so roughly. You whined when Jenni’s fingers left you, but she paid no mind, keeping her attention on the pliant blonde pressed against her.

The midfielder’s hands secured the harness and dildo around Jenni’s hips, not needing to see what she was doing to get it on exactly right. The brunette broke the kiss after a minute smiling wolfishly at her girlfriend as she took the lube out of the blonde’s outstretched hand, and began to work it over her cock.

“Back to your spot, mi amor,” She instructed. Alexia only frowned, shaking her head.

“No.” She murmured, leaning back in towards Jenni’s face.

“No?” Jenni asked dangerously, leaning away from Alexia as she raised an eyebrow at her girlfriend’s defiance.

Something on the other woman's face stopped her from reacting like she normally would, and Jenni didn’t protest when Alexia moved to kneel behind her, wrapping her strong arms around the forward’s lean figure. If Alexia was ignoring Jenni’s specific instructions, it was clear that the midfielder needed the contact badly, and though normally strict with her girl, Jenni was not one to deny her something that she needed.

Still, Jenni paid Alexia very little mind as she turned her attention back to you, though she did tilt her neck just slightly, allowing her girlfriend better access to leave soft kisses on the skin there.

Misa had taken full advantage of Jenni’s distraction, very carefully working herself in and out of you, stopping when the forward turned her attention back in your direction. You were pliant in Misa’s arms, content to rest your head in the crook of her neck. That is, until you felt the blunt head of Jenni’s strap pressing against your hole.

You’d never taken 2 before. You’d taken fingers and a strap, yes, but this was an entirely different beast to conquer, and Jenni knew that very well. You would have been nervous, if there was any room for it. Squished between Jenni and Misa, though, and feeling one of Alexia’s hands splayed across your back from behind her girlfriend, you weren’t anything but excited.

You were already stretched wide open on Misa, truly dripping all over her, and Jenni hadn’t switched to the strap until she was absolutely sure you could take it. The stretch would burn, but you could, and would, take it.

“You want me, bonita? Misa stuffing your cunt full is not enough? You need me to fill you up too?” Jenni cooed, pressing the head into you, just barely. Jenni wouldn’t ever risk your comfort, she would take it slow until you begged her to speed up. You could only groan deep in your throat at her words, and Misa exhaled sharply at the sound. It was taking everything in her not to grind up into you.

“I asked you a question, cariño,” Jenni murmured, pressed in an inch further, though her nails raked down your back warningly. You shivered at the touch, struggling to find your voice.

“Need you too, J, need you both,” you managed, the words a soft mumble against Misa’s neck.

Jenni’s teasing didn’t relent. “Where do you need me, huh?” She pressed in more, enough that you were beginning to really feel it, feel both women inside of you. Her hands gripped your hips now, and the slight movements she was directing had you clenching around Misa’s strap.

“In my ass, Jenni, please,” you whimpered. At this, Jenni pushed herself all the way in, to the base, groaning herself at the sight in front of her.

“Tan apretada,” the forward said through gritted teeth, her head falling back onto Alexia’s shoulder, even as her cock stayed buried deep in you.

“Fuck, jesus,” you cried, hands gripping onto Misa’s sides.

“Shh, you can take it,” the keeper reassured, very tentatively fucking up into you, smiling to herself when you let out a keening whine, one that was unmistakably expressing your pleasure.

Jenni and Misa kept very different rhythms inside of you, but it didn’t matter, you felt your orgasm building within you. Jenni’s was a slow rock, never pulling out too far before pushing back in. It wasn’t the action of the fucking that made it good, it was the stretch, the burn, the feeling of being so fucking full. Misa’s pace was steady, though, quickening every minute that you fell apart on top of her.

Everyone was very focused on their roles, the room quiet except for the wet slide of both cocks in and out of you, all three of you breathing hard enough for it to be audible. One person, though, was not very busy. Alexia’s chin was resting on Jenni’s shoulder, and she was watching, as her girlfriend had instructed. Alexia could tell you were getting close, unsurprisingly, by the way your legs were trembling on each side of Misa, and the soft, quiet whines that were just barely escaping your mouth.

“Cariño,” she sang softly, her voice a soft lull washing over you. You hummed in acknowledgement, and Alexia smirked at the sound. “Are you close bebita?”

“Mmm hmm,” you replied. You were, and the feeling was almost entirely overwhelming. If an orgasm was a wave, this felt like a tsunami was about to wash over you, and you already felt your body beginning to tremble and jerk uncontrollably.

“You going to come for us? Make a mess? Already dripping all over Misa’s pretty legs, I bet you feel so good, huh?” Alexia and Jenni had a way of speaking to you that made you fold completely. Even if you hadn’t already been close, Ale’s words would have pushed you there.

The alternating thrusts in each of your holes grew faster, harder, until a loud smack was sounding every half second as each girl pressed into you more aggressively. You were so close, the feeling threatening to swallow you whole, when Jenni moved her hand from your hip, threading her fingers through your hair and tugging hard.

“Jen- god, I’m gonna come,” you moaned. Misa’s lips attached themselves to your neck, unable to help herself as she took in the absolutely dazed look on your face, eyes half shut, tears leaking out of the corners.

“Come, amorcita, I want to see you come for me,” Jenni rasped, and she’d barely finished talking before you were screaming her name, words almost unintelligible as your body shuddered. You couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything more than hold tightly as you tried to breathe through it. Jenni and Misa stilled deep inside of you as you tightened down on them, until they could barely move.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you cried, nails digging into Misa under you as you grinded down softly on her, working yourself through potentially the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced. It was so much, too much, two cocks filling you completely.

“Jen, out,” you gasped, needing the stimulation to ease if you were going to be able to go again anytime soon.

Jenni listened instantly, delicately pulling out of you. Once she was no longer pressed against your ass, your legs gave out from under you, Misa’s cock slipping out as you collapsed completely down on top of her.

“So fucking good for us, tan bonita, tan perfecta,” Misa whispered, her voice softer than you’d ever heard it. Her arms wrapped tightly around you, securely holding your trembling body to hers. The post orgasm bliss quickly took over, and you turned your slightly as your head cleared a bit, at the sound of a familiar whine from next to you.

Jenni had moved quickly, getting her girlfriend flat on her back and settling in between her legs before you’d really even noticed. Ale looked completely gone, head thrown back into the pillows as she breathed hard, fingers laced in Jenni’s hair. It was, perhaps, this sight that somehow made your aching cunt ache in a different way.

You needed more. You weren’t sure how, but you needed it, deep inside you. You needed Misa to fuck you like she normally did, not in the slightly held back way she’d just done. You needed Misa, your Misa, who made you come until you thought you might explode. Misa had never been one to deny you either, and you turned back towards her, resting your chin on her chest, waiting to speak until her brown eyes met yours, tearing away from the encapsulating sight next to you.

“M, I need you to fuck me,” you told her, watching as a familiar smirk tugged at her lips.

“You sure you are ready?” She asked, soft Misa poking out, for just a moment.

“I’m ready, please baby, I need you so bad,”

Misa had you under her on your stomach within a second, yanking your hips until your ass was high in the air, face pressed into the mattress below you.

“Just fucked you full, and you already need more? Fucking slut, just for us.” Misa said roughly. She knew what you liked, and knew what you could take, and you weren’t surprised at all when Misa lined herself up, thrusting into you all at once. It coaxed a long, drawn out moan from you, still so sensitive from before, the sensation still a perfect one.

Misa fucked exactly how she looked like she fucked. Hard, fast, hands grasping at handfuls of your ass, muscular thighs working herself inside of you at a truly athletic pace. Everything around you was forgotten, Alexia’s cries and the sound of Jenni’s tongue lapping against her girlfriend fading away until it was just you and Misa.

“C-close,” you warned. It didn’t even occur to you to be embarrassed at how fast they were making you finish, the pleasure forcing every coherent thought from your head.

“No,” Misa growled, speeding up. With every thrust she was grinding into you, the pressure perfect on her clit. She’d been worked up for a while, and the sight of you underneath her, hands gripping the bed sheets as if your life depended on it was getting her so very close. “No, you come with me. You come when I fill that pussy up,”

“Misa, I’m gonna,” you said, tensing every muscle in your body in an effort to hold off like she wanted.

“No. Not until you beg for it.”

You knew exactly what she was asking for.

“Fill me up, Misa, please baby, I need you to fill me up,” you were practically shouting, voice scratchy from the strain on your throat, but it was precisely what Misa wanted to hear.

“Come, fucking come for me, mi zorrita perfecta,”

With one last thrust into you, Misa grinded in hard, sending her over the edge at the same time as you. The keeper collapsed on top of you, her orgasm ending significantly before yours did. The force of it had you practically convulsing under her, having entirely lost the ability to form multi-word sentences, you repeated Misa’s name like it was the only word you knew, the only word you’d ever need to know. Your skin was sticky with sweat under Misa’s, but she didn’t care as she pulled out, rolling you gently onto your side, and settling herself directly on top of you.

“Mi buena niña, tan perfecta para mi,” she whispered, enjoying the soft whimpers still working their way out of your mouth. It took her a minute to remember that you both were not, in fact, alone in the room. She was past the point of embarrassment, though, the other two women seeing far more of her than she’d ever thought she’d allow. Carefully, as not to jostle your quivering body, Misa twisted her head to find Jenni resting her head on Alexia’s stomach, satisfied smiles adorning both of their faces. Alexia looked properly fucked out, and Misa wondered briefly how she’d missed what must have been a loud performance from the midfielder. You were done, very clearly so, eyes half shut under the comforting weight of your brunette, cheeks flushed, an incredibly content and relaxed expression on your face. Alexia, too, looked content to never move again, her hands resting possessively on Jenni’s back.

Jenni, however, was looking at Misa with a glint in her eye, one that Misa had only seen once; right before Jenni was about to fuck you open. There was still a thick tension in the room, one that you and Alexia clearly were no longer feeling, but one that rippled between the forward and the goalkeeper all the same. Jenni wasn’t done with Misa, not even close.

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🙃 one more to go.

#woso imagine #woso x reader #alexia putellas x jenni hermoso x misa rodríguez x reader #alexia putellas x jenni hermoso #alexia putellas x reader #jenni hermoso x reader #misa rodriguez x reader

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hughesyodaddy43 · 9 days

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Pizza solves everything ⎸ L.H

pairings: bf! Luke x fem!reader. Platonic!Ethan Edwards and Mark Estapa x reader Genre: fluff warnings: angst?,mentions of cheating, stressed reader, exam season synopsis: Lukes girlfriend gets worked up over finals. Ethan and Mark attempt to make her feel better. requested?: yes word count: 3.1k authors note: I am not from America so i don't know how exams and schooling work over there, i hope this still makes sense. i gave reader a nickname, 'missy' and will probably use that name for future Luke fics.

You groan as you type on your computer, sitting at your desk with mindless tv playing in the background. You currently live in a tiny apartment with your best friend, Ethan. It's a two bedroom and can only really house two people before feeling cramped. However it is right next to Umich and is far more convenient than living in the dorms.

You only started living with Ethan last year, after your previous roommate moved out and you needed someone to share utilities with. Seeming as though Luke was leaving for New Jersey and Ethan never left your house anyway - it seemed only logical that he started paying rent.

Having a boyfriend in the NHL is both a blessing and a curse, the blessing being the fact that your hot boyfriend is in the NHL and the curse being that everyone else thinks he is hot too.

You never were the jealous type, or at least not before you saw all the girls that crowded Luke when he went to parties. Something in you cringed when you saw how awkward he got when denying girls, it was common that you'd have to step in otherwise that man would have just stood there like a statue the entire encounter. It wasn't like he would ever cheat on you, you were confident that he wouldn't. However when your hair is fitted to a much darker shade then the girls he interacts with, it's hard to not think about him wanting a more ‘conventional’ Hockey Girlfriend.

Luke is always first to tell you he doesn't care about that stuff and you believe him, but when you haven't called him in days, sometimes weeks, it gets less easy to control the unsettling feelings.

Everytime you call with Luke, it's always cut short, whether it’s Ethan banging on your door at 11 o’clock for a ‘late night snack’ or Jack barging in to argue with Luke about something, you never get to talk about what you're really feeling.

Because of the distance and lack of communication, the relationship has been a bit strained, it's not like you could tell if luke felt the same since he's too busy sleeping or playing hockey to communicate that with you. You were so proud of Luke, no doubt about it, however something in you boiled when he only ever mentioned hockey during the ten minute phone calls.

Since the last phone call you had with him, you've only really exchanged small text messages every couple hours. It was upsetting that you couldn't talk to your boyfriend about everything going on but it was also a nice way to get away so you can finish up and focus on all the upcoming exams.

You had your next one tomorrow and really needed to knuckle down and get studying for it. You've managed to get what you needed done for tonight so you thought you'd call Luke for a final call before bed.

After wriggling comfortably against your pillows, you lean against your head board. bringing your phone up close to your ear, you press the dial on luke's contact listening closely to the ringing sound on the other end.

Ring

You breathe hitches as you hear Lukes voice on the other end, only this time it was his voicemail. You take one last deep breath before shutting your phone off and sinking into your pillows.

Your phone vibrates on your nightstand and you view a message from your best friend and biggest hater, Ethan.

House rat: the team got too much pizza, if you're still up I can bring you some?

House rat : Silence speaks volumes missy

Pissy missy : no. i'm just asleep

Pissy missy : You're disturbing my slumber

House rat: oh well pizza is good for your soul. Mark is coming too ;)

Pissy missy: Fuck.

You sigh and put your phone back down, wiping your eyes, you sit up against the headboard once again and pull your computer onto your lap, Resuming your place in your essay.

“MISSY COME HERE GIRL” Ethan calls out from the front door, walking towards your room in long strides. He bursts through the door with a box of pizza in his hand and makes his way to sit at the end of your bed, Mark slowly entering behind him. Mark moves to sit further on the bed, next to Ethan, pulling out a piece of pizza from the box.

“How are you?” Mark asks as he stuffs his face with the crust.

You sigh, reaching to rip a piece of pizza from the rest, bringing it up close to your lips

“Been okay, I guess” you take a bite, avoiding eye contact with the two boys in front of you “are you sure? You've seemed a bit distant'' Mark asks “im fine.” you say, taking another big bite of the saucy crust “are you sur-” “I'm fine so quit asking” you yell, adding an edge of venom to your words. Taking the boys by surprise “wow, someones a bit extra pissy tonight” Ethan adds.

That's when something in your throat tightens, you feel yourself bubbling over. You don't understand why, your whole nickname stems from the fact that you get pissy from time to time but it feels like that was the last straw.

Tears begin filling your eyes, vision goes blurry as you feel your cheeks burn up. Sniffles are heard as the boys go silent before you. Tears drip onto the final bite of your pizza.

“Im-sorry-i-just-so-stressed-and-upset-and-luke-hasnt-been-talking-to-me-and-i-miss-him-and-i-think-hes-gonna-breakup-with-me-and-im-just-so-sad-and-i-dont-mean-to-be-mean-but-im-just-so-angry” you hurry through muffled sobs as your eyes go red and your sinuses block up.

“Woah hey hey, Missy i didn't mean to make you upset.” Ethan says , leaning forward to meet your eyes

“Yeah, talk to us..but a bit slower please” Mark says softly, careful to not make you cry again.

You take a deep breath, lifting your head up to see the two young hockey boys worried faces, your lip quivers slightly as you breathe in and out, ready to spill out what has been hurting you.

“I don't know, I'm just so stressed with these exams and I think I'm gonna do fine but I'm just scared.” you start, trying to get one problem out at a time

“I know for a fact that you'll do fine in your exams and assignments” Ethan comforts “yeah! you're like the smartest person i know!”

“Thanks.. It's not just that tho” you say, sniffling a bit as tears continue down your face and onto your swollen lips, the taste of salt sinks into your mouth. The Hockey players stay silent, waiting patiently for you to continue.

“Luke and I haven't really been talking and I think he wants to break up.”

The boys share a knowing glance but say nothing.

“And you know i've seen all the girls jack brings home, the pretty blonde girls i mean what if luke met one of them and they fell in love” you say, growing more and more hysterical as each thought processes through your head.

Logically you new Luke would never cheat but with your emotions running high you couldnt help but think that Luke had fucked the entire female poplutation of new jersey ranging from 18-25 by now.

“And all he every talks about when we do call is stupid fucking hockey” you rise your voice slightly before looking at the boys

“no offence” you add, placing your hands in your lap and finishing your pizza

“ he didn't even answer my call tonight” you finish, the last sentence being muffled as you swallow your food.

To your surprise the boys stay silent and stare at each other with Ethan looking down at his phone then back up at mark then sharing a look back to you.

“OMG SO HE IS GONNA BREAK UP WITH ME” you scream, tears streaming down your face harder

“WHAT NO NO NO” the boys choir, eyes wide.

“Then why are you looking at eachother like that? And who the fuck are you messaging at 12o’clock at night???” you yell pointing towards ethan.

“No-no one” ethan adds, throwing his phone away to the end of the bed.

Mark moves to sit next to you, throwing an awkward arm around you in a comforting embrace

“missy, he's probably not gonna break up with you'' Mark adds

“PROBABLY??” you cry

“NONO he means he is NOT going to break up with you” Ethan interjects, throwing a pointed look at Mark “oh yeah sorry that's what i meant” Mark stuttered

You groan loudly as your head flys back onto your pillows, you bury yourself into your blanket

“Okayyy so you're tired so we're gonna get outta here” Ethan says, dragging the pizza off your bed with Mark sliding off behind him.

“Good night, Missy'' Mark says, patting your head, peeking out slightly

“Good night!!” Ethan yells from the kitchen with a mouthful of pizza.

You wake up to the blaring sound of your alarm, you look at your phone that reads ‘7 am’ and still you have no response from Luke. You sigh and remove yourself from your bed, making your way towards the shared bathroom you have with Ethan.

You walk down the hall and pass Mark who is sleeping soundly on the couch, you continue walking and stop by Ethan's room, you peer in to see him sprawled out on his bed, keeping note that you should keep quiet as you get ready so you don't wake the two up prematurely.

You take time in your shower to clear your mind, enjoying the warm hug as the water runs down your back and soothes your sore neck. You recite in your head that everything will be okay and to just focus on your exam first, then worry about whatever bullshit Luke is pulling.you finish your shower and get dressed in warm attire. You pair your favourite long sleeve shirt with your fav baggy sweats and continue on with your hair and makeup. Finishing up, you leave the bathroom and are met with the inviting smell of fresh breakfast.

Walking down the hallway you are met with Mark and Ethan who have both woken up and are now stuffing their faces with every breakfast food you own.

“Good morning” you say, giggling slightly

“Morning” Mark says, eyes still drawn to the tv

“Heyy, do you want a bagel?” Ethan asks, walking over towards you “you're gonna need some brain food” he adds

“Maybe not, i'm too nervous to eat right now” you say

“Hmm, are you sure? What about I make you one for later?” he asks

“Maybe next time” you say as you turn on your heels back to your room, rummaging through your cupboard you find a comfy hoodie to throw over your body to keep you warm and toasty throughout your exam. You pack up your bag and walk back out into the kitchen. You return back to your room, retrieving your charging phone.

“Missy, do you need a ride?” Ethan asks

“Nah, the walk will be nice for me, good way to clear my head” you add, walking back out of your room.

You grab your bag and sling it over your shoulders

“Thank you by the way, for last night” you add looking back towards Ethan and Mark

“No problemo, i'm sure you'll feel better soon” Mark says, turning his head to give you a cheeky wink

You giggle a bit as You look back at ethan confusion still evident in your face

“Don't listen to him, he's weird” Ethan adds as he walks towards you to give you a pat on the back “you'll do great”

“Thank you” you say as you move out the door and towards school.

The timer blares through the room as everyone stands , making their way towards the teachers desk to send off their papers. You sit there for a minute, staring down at your paper, revising everything you wrote down. The girl beside you nudges you out of your trance as she waits for you to stand up and hand you paper i with her. All you can do is quietly walk your way down the daring stares that lead to the front of the class. You hand in your work with a deep breath and make your way back to your previous seat, ready to go home and eat your feelings.

“How do you think you went?” the girl beside you asks as you both walk out of the room,

“Um i think i did okay, passable i hope” you responde

“I'm sure you did great, you wrote a lot more than i did”

“Hmm how do you think you went?” you ask

“Good.. i hope”

“You did good, i know it”

“Thanks, missy. I was gonna ask before but how's everything going with Luke? Are you gonna see him soon?” she asks

“Maybe, idk. We haven't been talking too much recently”

“Aww thats a shame well i hope all goes well”

“Yeah, thanks”

“Bye missy” she exits the conversation, making her way over to her next class

“Bye” you add, thankful that this was the only class you had scheduled for the day.

The walk home was calming , the cold breeze blowing on your face created a refreshing cooling to your hot body as you walked through the campus, passing a couple friends and saying hi briefly before separating.

You make your way to your apartment, trudging up the stairs in a final burst of energy. Unlocking the door you walk into your heated apartment, looking down as you remove your bag, take off your hoodie and hang your keys up, not making note of the tall figure sitting on the bar stools next to your kitchen.

You turn around and are met with Luke - your boyfriend. The man who you love. The man who's been ignoring you.

“Hey baby” he says, standing up to walk towards you

You take a step back, anger and confusion plastered on your face

“Well at least you have the courtesy to do it in person” you say, crossing your arms over your body, sliding your sleeves over your knuckles.

Luke looms over at you, he stares in confusion, trying to read your emotions.

“What are you talking about?”

Your gaze leaves the floor and meets his, anger bubbling inside your stomach

“You wanna break up?” you say bluntly, mono toned and unnatural

“What?? No ??Why would you think that?” Luke argues, voice becoming higher and his breath itching slightly at the information that his girlfriend thinks he drove 9 and a half hours just to break up with her.

“Are you serious? No call? no text? no nothing, not even a stupid instagram reel and you think my mind wouldn’t wander to that?” you say, stepping forward at each word, announcing your words with a spit of fury.

“I did call and I did text” Luke defends, hands slapping against his sides.

“Barely, Luke we only called for ten minutes a week and all you talked about was stupid hockey and I love hockey but that's all you would talk about. And not to mention the dry messages I mean we barely even talked like normal people, just robots with no love for each other.” you rant on, eyes feeling heavy as tears glistened in your sockets, afraid to let them fall you do your best to blink them away before luke notices.

“Missy” Luke whispers, snaking his hands to your forearms

“I was only trying to give you space, I knew you would get stressed with your upcoming finals so I wanted to give you as much time as you needed to study. I didn't mean to be dry and unloving towards you” his voice was soothing and calm, his fingers brushing lightly on your clothed arms.

“Well it was a dumb decision” you argue, earning a snicker from luke

“yeah , it was and I'm sorry.” he agrees

“So why are you here then? If you aren't gonna break up with me?”

“I was planning to come down after your finals were finished, I was originally driving in tomorrow but Ethan messaged me last night telling me to come early”

“Oh. so that's why they were acting weird” you say, reciting the events of last night in your head.

“Yeah, Do you know why he said that?”

“Well i was a bit emotional last night, i was crying while stuffing my face with pizza” you laugh looking back up at luke.

“Oh my, so is that why Ethan sent me 43 messages at midnight?” Luke adds, smiling to himself before pulling up his phone to show you the absurdly concerning amount of texts from the boy.

“I'll take it that Ethan and Mark were not very good at comforting you?” he says, sitting back down on the bar stool and pulling you to stand in between his legs

“They weren't too bad , maybe not the best tho” you say, giggling slightly at the situation

Silence fills the room for a bit before luke speaks up

“I'm sorry I caused you so much stress, I love you and I wouldn't trade you for the world. Maybe I should try and talk to you more and not just about hockey, hm?” he speaks, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear

“Yes please” you smile before leaning in to give him a deep kiss. You both pull away before going back in for a warm and comforting hug, swaying slightly.

“I don't know about you but i'm starving, do you wanna go get some food?” Luke asks, speaking into the crook of your neck

“mhm, exams make me hungry and that breakfast bar Ethan snuck into my bag wasn't very filling” you add, moving so you can look at Luke once more, placing a delicate kiss on his lips

“About Ethan, should I talk to him about how pizza doesn't solve every problem?”

You giggle at his comment, staring softly into his muddy blue eyes before being interrupted by Ethan opening his door

“PIZZA SOLVES EVERYTHING” he shouts just before slamming his bedroom door closed.

“He's been home this whole time?” I ask Luke

“Who do you think let me in?” Luke chimes, smirking down at you.

wriggling out of his arms its not long till you're pulled back by a gentle hand on your wrist

“Wait, I gotta ask how your exam went” Luke asks, hands sneaking around my waist and resting on my lower back.

“It went okay, i didn't give up so that's good” i say, shrugging.

“Mhm good, never give up” he says, finishing his comment by patting my head.

Silence is left between us once again, eyes frowning as he tries to read my expression

“I missed you, Lukey. Don't pull that shit again”

“I missed you too, and judging by how angry you were when you came home i definitely won't” he says as we both make our way out the door and down the stairs.

#nhl hockey #nhl imagine #ethan edwards #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes imagine #mark estapa #Lh43

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ixiot-ghostrebel · 11 months

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Sagau touched starved reader but you know got trauma so not comfortable with being touched. Like staring like a cat for affection but terrified of being hugged back or things like that

You got it, Anon! Though, I will warn you a little: I'm not going to go too deep into detail with the trauma stuff. It'll be very brief.

Touch Starved! Reader Wanting Hugs From Zhongli, Diluc, and Al-Haitham...With A Twist.

Zhongli

The moment he realizes that you are touched-starved, this old man isn't exactly sure what to do. After all, you got some extreme PTSD going on after the whole "imposter-creator" fiasco.

He does try to approach it as a topic, but since you're weary of (quite literally) everyone and find suspicion in every action, you kind of catch on to his intentions. And Zhongli notices this, but he's still going to take it slow.

"I assure you, Your Grace, I will not push your boundaries lest you are uncomfortable." He's sincere and means every word. To him, this is like signing a contract. He's the God of Contracts, so this is especially important to him. What he says is solid as stone—his dedication to prove that is clear as day.

This man is also very keen—he sees how you look like a touch-starved cat when you want affection, but are too scared to approach and ask. It kind of breaks him, but he doesn't show it because he wants to prove that he's not helping out of pity, but understanding.

In the end, Zhongli will probably be able to be near you, and get in a few (with consent) head peats that you are very well aware of. It's going to take time for you to warm up to him before this guy gets to hug you.

Diluc

This guy probably understands your intense cat-staring the most. He sometimes feels like that after his father passed. He's very unsure and awkward of what to do, if I'm being honest.

After a little while, of course, Diluc feels like he should place the offer out. He feels too awkward and guilty for just noticing you like this and not doing anything about it.

"Your Grace...I hope I'm not crossing any boundaries, but please know that I am willing to offer you any assistance you need." It's only later does he realize you wanted hugs and were too scared to ask for it.

Yeah...he's not exactly that open with his emotions either, so it will definitely be awkward, but he is willing to give it a few tries. Diluc will also be the first to pull back and apologize if he realizes you are in any discomfort.

To say it took a while is only putting it in the simplest form.

Alhaitham

Oho...if you though Diluc was awkward, consider this man. He's more "thinking machine that feels" than like his roommate ("feeling machine that thinks"), so he definitely does not understand the "social cue" that is your cat-stare.

He has done research (aka read books way back in the days and remembered the contents) and understands the mental turmoil you've gone through, so he has gone through the steps of trying to get out of your way, and also try and link you to a therapist. This, of course, kind of fails.

"Your Grace...please get some therapy. It's beneficial for your mental health." Quite literally might drag Tighnari or someone else into this if he can't convince you. This is quite literally out of his expertise.

The entire "I want a hug" cue flies completely over his head, and had it not been for Kaveh (and/or Nahida), he probably wouldn't have realized his mistake.

...Yes, it took what felt like 3 eternities just for him to try and give you affection. Must I say anything else?

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: AND HERE WE ARE! Anon, I am so sorry for taking 30 years to do this, but I have finished it! Boy, I was so tired and stressed these days, but I'm kinda glad I finished this!

For anyone waiting for The Lost Shining God of Celestia Pt. 2, please have some patience—I currently do not have much motivation to work on that series. Instead, feel free to dump requests in my mailbox!

Also—feel free to dump any HSR requests into my mailbox! I want to give them a try :)

✦ Check out The Ghost Rebel’s Blog Description & Info Page to See if Their Mailbox is Open! ✦

#genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #self aware genshin #sagau x reader #genshin self aware #sagau #sagau genshin #yandere sagau #genshin cult au #sagau brainrot #sagau cult au #sagau angst #sagau isekai #imposter sagau #sagau zhongli #sagau alhaitham #sagau diluc #sagau impostor au

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twisted-lover-boys · 6 months

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Umm... Hello this is my first request. Umm I was reading your rules and I think this is okay. Sorry English is my second language. Can you do Vil react to his s/o male who is taller then he is very strong and look very scary. But actually he is very sweet and calm and loves to cuddle and love pick him up. If you don't want you can just ignore this. Have a good day/night. <3

Vil’s big puppy

{not proof-read}

Y E S

I gotchu imma spoil you

Also, sorry these took sooooooooooo long! I was doing a project break with my boyfriend and it lasted longer than I thought it would. I’ll try and finish up these last 5 in my box and hopefully get more in.

Again, so sorry for the wait but I hope you like my works!

I also probably shouldn’t say I worked on these at, like, 3 am, so sorry if they’re not great

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👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎👑🏹🍎

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Vil was honestly surprised when he first saw you, and that’s putting rather lightly—

Like, yes, Vil was relatively tall but you were tall tall. You practically towered over him and your mean-looking expression certainly didn’t help

Of course, he’d always try and see past you appearance and tried getting to know you a little better

So imagine is surprise and absolute delight when he found out what a calm sweetheart you are!

It only added to the current charm you had so it wasn’t long before Vil decided to make a move before someone else did

He loves your affection. You’re always so patient and sweet with him when you kiss him or sing his affections. It makes him feel truly loved

Is more open to cuddles in private but will not deprive you completely of PDA. Hand holding and soft & quick hugs are a must lest you get upset

With your size, Vil expected strength to come with it and oh boy was he right. When you pick him up, it’s literally…

“Do I weigh anything to you?”

“No. It’s like holding a couple of grapes.”

And just hearing you say that gets his gears turning

He does try to make you look a little more friendly but your resting face and sheer height definitely doesn’t help. Oh well, not that Vil minds

Speaking of looks, how about we move on to some events?

Vil honestly didn’t think you’d survive the onslaught of that stupid ghost bride. He just wanted to put her in her place after she called you “unflattering”. Too bad he was frozen, else he’d comfort you. For my sake, let’s say you were high frozen next to each other :)

Halloween was a treat for him since you could easily scare away awful guests and paparazzi, whether you followed the scare script or not. You got a kiss for every single monster you scared away. It was like you had an invisible tail which told him how happy you were to receive his affections

But during the frozen-time spectacle, he was worried about you even though he was the one that got possessed. He couldn’t imagine how worried you were for him

Once you both finally reunited, he kissed you, hugged you, and said just how much he missed you and how worried he was. He would absolutely allow you to carry him if you pleased, for both your sakes

Beans day was also a blast. Whether you were on the monster or farmer team, you presence alone was able to cause students to scatter when they saw you. If you’re both on the same team, I can only wish everyone else good luck

Vargas camp was…not fun. Sure, the whole camping aspect was fun but the torment from the teachers definitely wasn’t. He was honestly worried about you and you for him so you both ended up sticking together, hoping to not separate

Okay listen. I know Vil technically didn’t have a part in the event story (at least in eng) but I can’t not mention the card like, come on! Anyway, Vil definitely had a fun time in the Scalding Sands. If you went with him, he’d go through various shops with you and pick out whatever piqued your interests. If you didn’t, he’d bring you back whatever he could that he think you’d like

All that aside, Vil loves you both inside and out and doesn’t regret ever talking to you and getting together with you

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#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland x male reader #twst x male reader #pomefiore #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x male reader

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vilz · 3 months

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hello obviously there isn't anything i can really do to control this (unfortunately i deleted a bunch of posts BEFORE turning off reblogs on them) but i would prefer that people did not circulate my posts from this blog any more... i appreciate that people are kind to me about my art, but that is just my request i suppose. this blog is unprivated now, and if you'd like to see what is still up you can look at them here. my ask box is also open but i will not be making any art posts here from now on. here is a little preemptive faq:

why did you leave?

i didn't feel comfortable or happy posting on this blog any more!

do you still make art? do you post it somewhere else?

yes. but i've been pulling away from posting very much online, and the things i'm interested in drawing nowadays are generally more private, so i won't be directing anyone there or anything. i don't consider my new blog to be a continuation of this one.

i know your new blog!

that isn't really that surprising since i didn't honestly put great effort into concealing it or anything. we are probably not friends, so i hold no sway over you, but i would still prefer you did not share it or treat me as if i am still "vilz who posts fnaf art". i'm just a whatever blogger who blogs about whatever things. also to be frank i do not think my new blog has anything that interesting for people who followed for the kind of art i used to post here. this is not an invitation to say "it is interesting!".

we are friends!

if we have not been in direct, mutual conversations i highly doubt that. i'm sorry if that hurts anyone's feelings.

why did you delete all your self ship art?

people seem to enjoy my self ship art a lot, which is very flattering, but i don't want people to be looking at them any more. i realize that they are still rebloggable and are still circulating around, which is nobody's fault but my own, but i would prefer they were not shared any more. i can't really do anything about it and i also don't blame anyone for reblogging those posts since it's obviously not something they would know, but yeah.

i saw your art on pinterest!

i did not and do not consent to my works being put on pinterest. the art from "vilz" has not been uploaded by me to any other website besides tumblr. if someone is posting my art from here on a different platform, they are doing so without permission.

i saw you on magma!

i still join magma boards sometimes lol. it's a fun site.

what about your ocs?

they are still my ocs. sometimes i still draw them. currently, i do not have any plans of posting my oc art online ever again. i would prefer that people did not reblog the oc art i have posted to this blog.

what about your fics?

all of my fics are still up on ao3 anonymously. they are: small mercies obscura floriography baying of lambs scrape bitch, bastard, bullshit almost human a dream, recurring countdown i'm very flattered and happy that people have left kind comments on these. thank you very much for reading the words of an amateur and for sharing an experience with me.

are you going to finish your uncompleted fics?

i would really like to say yes, because i care a great deal about aspects of them, but it's looking pretty unlikely. i lost all my files (and my calmlywriter key !!! always save your emails and receipts, everyone!!!) and also it's hard to feel motivated about them now. i guess i will leave this up in the air just to soothe my own feelings but in reality the answer is Probably Not.

are you going to post new fics?

i might, because i've been in a writing mood lately, but please don't expect anything. if i do, they will be anonymous on ao3. i will not post about them here or on any other blog.

i really liked your posts and blog!

thank you. i'm glad that people could feel that way about the things i made and thought about stuff i care about. irregardless, i would prefer that people did not share my old posts from this blog.

i will do it anyway.

i cannot stop you, so there isn't really any point in pleading. i just thought i'd make a little info post for people who are inquiring. after this, there won't be any "posts" from me. if there are relevant questions or messages i might reply to them or just update this post.

thank you for reading and for enjoying my blog. goodbye !!!

#this has been a missive from ur friend valentine #sincere regards #vilz

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kinzis-writing · 2 years

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Only Exception | Robert “Bob” Floyd

Pairing: Robert “Bob” Floyd x Fem! Mitchell! Reader, Rooster x Fem! Mitchell Reader (platonic)

Summary: Y/N Mitchell swore to herself that she would never allow herself to date or get involved with anyone from any branch of the military. After worrying about her father, the past few years, she knew that she never wanted to experience that worry for a significant other. After her father gets ordered back to California, she may just meet the one that ruins all her plans.

Request: Yes | No

Warning(s): swearing, slight angst, mentions of sexual material, top gun related themes, Top Gun: Maverick spoilers! Also timelines probably won’t add up for this imagine.

note from me: this is my first top gun one-shot and I am not sure how I feel about it. This may end up being really long or multiple parts. I personally wrote this because Bob is one of my favorite characters. I don’t feel like he gets enough love but that is just my opinion. I have always been one to like the characters who are more quiet and shy.

I have watched the original Top Gun multiple times (I thank my mother because she loves the original) and I’ve went out with my college friends and watched TGM four times now (i know). With this being said, I still do not know much about the navy or such. However, reader will have a nursing profession because I do know about that. I am currently a nursing student so... just so I can talk about one job that I actually know about.

Update: this is now a mini series! *Not Edited*

Series Masterlist: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four.

Gif NOT mine, all credits to owner/maker.

The wind blew through the y/c/h girl’s hair as she drove down the street. She had a feeling that she knew the exact reason her father had been called back into town. It was obvious that he had a job here, or else he wouldn’t be back. She also knew that there was a reason that her father had made her wait until Penny called her to tell her that her father was back in town. It did irritate the girl, that her own blood wouldn’t tell her that he was back. She would have appreciated a text or phone call instead of relying on his ex-girlfriend to tell his own daughter.

pushing her anger and irritation to the side for this moment, she pulled into a parking space. The hard deck was already crowded and there was no doubt that more people would pile in as the night progressed. It was the best bar in town for the Navy folk and everyone in between. Y/N took a deep breathe, what was she preparing to hear, she wasn’t sure, yet she knew that she would need to prepare herself for whatever the outcome may be. Walking through the doors of the infamous bar sent her memories skyrocketing. She had been here many times, lately she had neglected the place due to her hectic work schedule. Y/N made sure to ignore the looks that some of the guests sent her or the obvious man-whores making comments. Luckily, the girl had inherited some of Pete’s attitude, meaning part of his cockiness rubbed off on her.

“Y/N,” Penny greeted with a smile causing Maverick to look over to his daughter. “Can I get you anything?”

Y/N gave a light smile to Penny as she sat on the barstool beside her dad, “No thanks, I have an early shift in the morning.” She dismissed as she heard cheering and chaos behind her. The girl rolled her eyes as she slightly turned her head noticing a tall blond-haired person in uniform. “Top gun students?” the younger girl spoke up as she waited for Penny or her father to answer her question.

Maverick cleared his throat before speaking, “Top Gun graduates.” He corrected his daughter making the younger girl turn to her father with a knowing look. “I’m teaching them, training them for a mission.”

“The best of the best?” Y/N asked turning back to look over at the pool table. She caught the obnoxious attitude of the two huddled around the table and the girl who seemed to be reconciling what he had started.

“Yeah.” Pete sighed. He knew that his daughter wasn’t dumb. She knew that if her father was training graduates that the mission had to be dangerous. She had been scared for her father enough to know that it was the case.

“Lovely.” She muttered before the bar doors opened and in walked her old best friend, she hadn’t seen him in years. The aviator glasses laid on his face until he pulled them off and let them hang on the neck of his white tank top. The Hawaiian shirt laid over top of his white tank unbuttoned. His style matching his father’s, that the girl had noticed in pictures that her father had kept. Y/N let a small smile grace her features knowing that her best friend had went through life doing what he wanted. She knew he deserved it; he deserved some sort of happiness. “I assume you knew he would be here?” she spoke up as she turned back to her father.

Penny gave the older man a knowing look causing him to sigh, “Yeah, trust me… it’s not my first option.” He added making his daughter roll her eyes. She knew that Bradley would never appear ready enough or old enough to please her dad. Simply because he didn’t even want him in the Navy, the same way he begged his daughter to have no interest in the military. He explained how he didn’t want his own daughter or Bradley to be a part of this, how he wanted a better life than this. Y/N knew there was a deeper story though. She just knew when to stop prying her dad for answers.

“Would he ever be ready to you?” Y/N asked her father giving him a knowing look. She watched as her father deflated as he looked for an answer to the girl’s question. She knew the answer already, she just wanted to see what her old man would say. Bradley had been angry with her father for some time now, to be fair, Bradley hadn’t been Y/N’s best friend for many years. Because of their ten-year age gap, y/n was more like his little sister. They had reconnected when she was working as a travel nurse, and she happened to have a contract at a hospital close to where he was working at the time. That was a couple years ago when she was a fresh nurse.

Instead of waiting for a reply she knew wasn’t coming, she got up out of her seat and made her way over to the group of pilots. Bradley was in a conversation with the only girl pilot in their group before Y/N interrupted. “Well, I’ll be damned, if it isn’t Bradley Bradshaw.” She spoke up causing the group of Pilots to turn their attention to her. Y/N Crossed her arms over herself as a smirk made its way onto her face.

“Y/N?” Bradley’s voice sounded surprised to say the least. Within the next minute Y/N was wrapped up in a tight hug from her previous best friend. “It’s been so long, how’ve you been?” he asked quietly as they slowly parted from the hug.

“Besides getting a new job and living here for the next couple years, not much.” The Mitchell girl shrugged as she looked over and noticed that the two were the center of attention. “I’m sorry to interrupt.” She added causing her friend to turn and look at his fellow pilots.

Bradley placed his arm over her shoulder before turning more towards Phoenix. “This is Y/N, I basically grew up with her.” He announced as a few of the pilot’s murmured greetings and went back to what they were doing. Natasha was the first to walk over and introduce herself, insisting that the newbie call her Phoenix.

“What’s a beautiful girl like you doing being friends with Rooster?” The tall obnoxious blond-haired person from earlier spoke up. He wore a smirk on his face, one that Y/N knew. It was common for the same type of boys to have that overconfident smirk about them. “I’m sure I could show you a better time.”

Y/N rolled her eyes as she eyed the man across the pool table, his cue laid on his relaxed shoulders. Almost like he was enjoying being her center of attention, yet he wasn’t getting the attention he wanted from the girl. “I don’t get involved with any branch of the military,” Y/N announced with her eyes narrowed in slits. If she hadn’t remembered the bar sign, she would have added another smart remark. However, the girl didn’t feel like buying a round for everyone in the bar tonight.

He muttered a reply with a smirk before going back to playing pool with the other boys. Before the guy, who she learned was Hangman challenged Rooster in pool. Y/N rolled her eyes but stepped away, she turned to go back towards the bar before noticing one of the men that she didn’t talk to yet. She didn’t want to just walk up to him and be blunt or seem too interested in new people. He stuck out to her though, mainly because he didn’t seem to be cocky like the others, he was quieter and seemed to keep to himself. That was rare to find in people like him. Even Rooster was cocky about some things. Pushing her annoying thoughts away, she walked over to the unknown man and leaned against the wall next to him. “Hey,” She started causing him to look around a moment before turning his gaze up to meet hers. Since he was sitting on a stool, and she was standing. “We haven’t met yet, y/n.” she introduced as she held her hand out.

The guy reached his hand out and shook hers, “Bob.” He mumbled. Y/N gave him a small smile before he released her hand. The girl went to say something else before Penny rang the bell and everyone started chanting. Hangman and his fellow pilots were quick to get to the bar. The girl knew what was happening, whoever had gotten the bell rang on them was being tossed out of the bar.

“So, how do you like being a pilot?” Y/N asked bob over all the noise. Her attention was on the boy with glasses in front of her, until she noticed the biker jacket on the guy that Hangman and his friends were throwing out. “Oh, shit.” The girl mumbled to herself.

“I’m actually- “Bob started until he noticed the look on her face. She looked worried for a moment before she stood up and gave the man apologetic eyes.

“I have to go, but I hope we can finish this conversation sometime.” She told him honestly with a smile before pushing herself off the wall and out of the bar. Y/N left without wishing anyone a goodbye as she went outside to make sure her father was okay after being thrown out.

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Y/N was pissed, that was the best way to describe what the woman was feeling at this very moment. She had shown up to her shift early this morning and had a wonderful day, until lunch break. Too many things happened in her life currently. Someone had called and reported her for no reason, she tried to tell her bosses that it was more than likely a family member of the woman she had been taking care of. The daughter of the woman was a pain to deal with every time she came to visit. She got mad if the nurses weren’t there to get Ice chips right when the call light goes off. Y/N could understand if it was an emergency but reporting her over delayed ice chips or delayed water refills was a joke. She was busting her ass for her patients because she knew they deserved the best.

“Y/N, you’re off work early.” Penny greeted cautiously. Never had the Mitchell girl came into the bar when her four shifts in a row started. She also never came to the bar in her scrubs which is what she was currently wearing. “Can I get you something?”

“Something strong please.” Y/N muttered while taking a seat at the bar. Her hand was holding her head up as her elbow rested on the bar that Penny had just wiped off. She knew that her father would be done teaching his first class today and he would be here. That’s when she would have to face the music and tell her dad the cold hard truth. “Thank you.” She thanked the older woman as she laid a glass in front of her.

Just as she had predicted, her father came into the bar an hour or two after she got there. She hated having to admit to her father what happened. It wasn’t like she couldn’t live, they had to pay her contract that she signed out, but it was the fact that she had lost her job. This job had guaranteed her in one place for the next three years.

“Y/N, you’re off work early.” Pete stated as he took the seat next to his daughter. Penny laid a beer in front of him as he thanked her before turning back to his daughter. “I thought your first day was a 16?”

Y/N sighed as tears welled up in her eyes, her gaze dropped down to her drink as she tried her best to blink the tears away. “They let me go.” She mumbled as she took a deep breath. “They paid out my contract and got rid of me.” Y/N picked up her glass and took a drink before sitting it back down.

“Did they mention what happened?” Pete asked his daughter softly. He hated that this happened to his daughter, especially when he knew how hard she worked.

“Some daughters of one of my patients called to report me three separate times. The same old asshat of a Karen.” Y/N stated as she rubbed her eyes to get rid of the tears. She was tired and upset, more than she had ever been in her life. “It was the same ones who got mad over ice chips and drinks being delayed. That’s why I got reported. I swear that was the only reason.” She promised. All the girl could do was feel disappointed in herself. She wasn’t sure what to do, she knew that she had to be looking for a new job to survive.

Penny gave the girl an apologetic look before leaning over the bar in between the daughter and father duo. “I can let you work here until you find another nursing job.” Penny offered. Y/N gave her a thankful smile but declined her offer. Afterall, she didn’t study for four years just to let her degree go to waste.

“I could try to get you an interview in our med unit on base.” Her father offered knowing that his daughter wanted nothing to do with the navy boys that would see her the most. He was against her being in any part of the navy, but he did want her to get back on her feet.

“Thanks dad, but that will be my last option.” Y/N told her father honestly as she traced her finger around the rim of her glass. “I’ll use the money they had to give me to live while I look for something else.” That was the most logical to her. She didn’t want to be in a job where she hated the facility or where her father is the reason, she got the job. Y/N knew that it wouldn’t hurt her to have a small vacation either. It would be good for her to have some free time and be able to relax a bit.

The girl zoned out as her dad and Penny engaged in a conversation, with the time it was about to get packed. Pete’s class had already joined each other in the back where they usually stay and the chaos they were causing. Y/N’s gaze landed over to Bob who was talking to Phoenix before the girl stood up and started walking towards the bar. The unfinished conversation hung over her, making her want to go over and spark up the conversation. So, without a further thought, the girl made her way over to the quiet navy man.

“Bob,” Y/N spoke softly so she wouldn’t scare the man. He turned to face her, a small smile appearing when he noticed the girl. Her hair was in a messy ponytail and her scrubs marked every curve of her body, not that she got them tight. It was just the brand she was wearing that day; she would admit that she had some looser ones at home.

“Hi.” Bob said, almost sheepishly as he noticed her scrubs and her appearance. He would be lying if he told anyone that the girl in front of him was not attractive. Of course, he thought she was gorgeous. How could he not?

Y/N let out a short giggle as she took the seat next to him, “hey.” She replied before noticing Bradley’s gaze from across the pool table. She sent him a smile with a wave, he returned the smile before turning back to the game in front of him. “I rushed out yesterday so I thought we could finish our conversation.” She enlightened as she turned towards him a bit.

“Oh,” Bob nodded as he noticed the girl’s eyes glisten with an emotion he could not decipher.

“I didn’t get an answer to my first question,” Y/N started.

“Oh, uh, I’m actually not a pilot.” He announced to the girl beside of him. “I’m a wso.”

Y/N nodded understanding that he would not be the one flying the jet. She had grown up listening to her father tell her stories about the navy and what he did for work. Of course, it was not exactly well known around the younger lieutenants that Maverick even had a daughter. After all, he was known to be one of the fastest, if not the fastest, flyer in the navy. “Is bob your callsign or your name?”

“Both, well my real name is Robert.” He explained as he grabbed his drink off the ledge beside the two of them. “Everyone just calls me Bob.”

“Ah, well…” Y/N trailed as she thought about her next comment. She did not want to seem weird or come off too strong. “I like to have my own nickname for my friends.” She spoke lightly to see his reaction. “Like Bradley, well, Rooster to everyone else…” She started as she pointed her finger in the direction of her older friend. “When we were close, I used to call the guy Brownie.” She spoke up causing said man to look in the direction of his two friends.

Y/N laughed as a groan came from the Bradshaw boy’s mouth. She knew he hated that nickname since she started calling him that. Given they had a sibling relationship, so it started out to just annoy him, then she finally just called him that when they were together. She would not put Bob through the torture of having a horrible nickname like that. She just liked telling her new friends about what she put the poor boy through.

“Don’t start that again.” Bradley spoke up as he passed the two on his way to the bar. No doubt getting another drink if they were about to have that conversation.

Y/N glanced at Bob noticing the smile on his face, “I’m thinking Robby, or Bobby, it’s a hard choice.” She spoke up as Bob met her eyes.

Y/N could feel her cheeks heat up as she noticed how his gaze lingered a bit before he cleared his throat and took a sip of his drink. The Mitchell girl bit her lip to keep the grin off her face before looking away towards her old friend who had rejoined the group. Rooster sent the girl a knowing look with a smirk occupying his lips as him and Phoenix whispered to each other. No doubt talking about the two of them.

Y/N cleared her throat before standing up getting the shy boys attention, “I should get going, but uh, I hope to see you again bobby.” She mumbled softly before standing up. Rooster followed the girl out to her vehicle. Mainly to interrogate her about his classmate, but also to tell the girl goodbye. “I’ll see you later Bradley.” She bid goodbye as she hugged him quickly before letting go.

“I thought you weren’t into Navy guys?” He asked with a knowing smirk on his face.

The girl felt her face flush as she playfully rolled her eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She replied as she crossed her arms over her body. Honestly, she felt exposed with this conversation. She knew that there was some reason she wanted to get to know the quiet wso, but she was not sure exactly what it was. Maybe it was because he was vastly different than the other guys in the navy. She did not plan on ever dating a military guy, and her plans were still to only be friends with them. Nothing more and nothing less, even if it was against what she personally wanted. There was no way that she was going to risk the heartbreak of her lover never coming home. It was too much, and, in all honesty, she did not want a tragic event to ruin her life like that.

“Come on, y/n/n.” Bradley spoke softly in hopes that she would not get defensive. “I am not saying you like him or anything right now. I just know how you act when you think a guys attractive, plus your type tends to be the quiet or shy ones.” He explained causing Y/N to sigh.

She knew Bradley was right. He had been around her when she first started going on dates and her boyfriends always ended up being the quiet ones. The ones that had clean reputations, and she tried her best to stay away from man-whores. That was until her ex that she dated when she was eighteen, Bradley had been briefed on that story once they reconnected. Her ex-boyfriend had been in the military, the army to be exact, he was one of the overconfident ones. Hangman had reminded her of that ex plenty when she met him. He had proposed to the girl less than a year of dating and she agreed, mainly because she was hung up on his looks. Pete would tell you that he was a dick who did not deserve his daughter. Y/N knew that her father, friends, and everyone around her hated him and the way he treated her. He was not the best, always demanding that she move with him. She had eventually found out that he cheated on her while he was stationed elsewhere. There were multiple girls, yet the most recent one before she broke off the engagement found out that she was pregnant. That was the last straw for her, knowing that she knew better, and she swore to never date anyone in any kind of branch of the Military. Of course, worrying for her father did play a part in that. It just was not the main reason.

“Of course, I’m attracted to Bob, it’s painfully obvious that he’s, my type.” Y/N muttered before running a nervous hand through her hair. She knew that if she kept talking to him or trying to hang out with him that she would eventually get feelings for the man. “I don’t want to get my heart broken again. Whether it being from mistakes or death.”

Bradley sighed; he knew where she was coming from. The fear and pain of becoming close with someone in his line of work. Y/n knew about Goose’s death, and he knew that it was probably a reminder for her, just like it was him. The only fact that it was his father and he met him, and she did not. She had comforted him a bit when he got mad at her father and when he would want to talk about Goose. “Phoenix seems to think he’s a great guy and he has a clean reputation.” Rooster started slowly to see how his younger friend would take the information. “I get that you are scared, but you can’t use that your whole life. You need to do what makes you the happiest and if that ends up being Bob in the future… so be it.”

Y/N shook her head and without saying anything else she got in her vehicle and left the bar. Leaving Bradley alone outside, until he sighed and walked back into the bar.

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Y/N had woken up the next morning with a text message on her phone from Iceman. She rarely talked to the man since her college graduation. He was someone that she was close with as a kid and teen, mainly because that was who her father hung around the most. He was mentioning how they were looking for a nurse to be on standby at their North Island base. She knew that her father had something to do with Iceman offering her an interview if she wanted one, how did he have that connection? She wasn’t sure, but she also didn’t want to refuse from him. It was better than her father going to the base himself and begging them to give her an interview. She had agreed to go in for the interview at 1200, which led her to drive to the base an hour before her interview. She knew that her father would be training the graduates so she could wait and talk to him about it after.

Y/N went to her interview and after she patiently waited for her father. She knew that she had the right qualifications to work at the base. Like she had told her father, the navy wasn’t what she wanted, plus she knew that if someone applied for the job that was in the navy that she would not get the job. All because she had grown up with a pilot father didn’t mean that she would have everything they preferred.

“Y/N?” A soft voice asked as the girl turned around. The Mitchell girl came face to face with Bob, who seemed like he was a bit sweaty and tired. “What are you doing here?”

She gave him a smile before opening her mouth to speak, “Well, you see Bobby, I happen to be a nurse and I got called here for an interview.” She explained. “They’re looking for a nurse to stay on base for the next few months and I thought it would be a wonderful opportunity to understand exactly how my friends and dad work.”

“Dad?” Bob asked confused with a small smile on his face. “Was your father in the navy?”

“Actually- “Y/N started before she heard footsteps behind Bob. She noticed her father walking towards them causing her to give him a smile.

“Hey kiddo, what’re you doing here?” Maverick asked as he stopped beside one of his students and his daughter. Pete wasn’t stupid, he knew that his daughter hung around the hard deck because she met Bob. Of course, he knew her no navy boy rule as well, he just didn’t believe she would stick to it.

“Don’t act like you don’t know.” Y/N scoffed as she gave her father a look. The quiet boy looked between the two as they conversed, finally seeing the resemblance that he didn’t notice was there earlier. It was clear that Y/N probably got more looks from her mother because she wasn’t an exact replica of her father, but you could tell they were related.

Maverick gave her a look back before looking between her and the wso, “what’s going on here?” He knew how to make his daughter annoyed and how to intimidate one of his students.

“Uh, nothing Captain, I just- “Bob started before he started tripping over his words.

Y/N held in a giggle as she shot her dad slight glares, “We were just saying hi.” She replied with Bob giving her a thankful smile. “I’ll see you later, Bobby.” She told him with a grin as her and dad started walking down the hall, letting her father lead her wherever.

“Bobby?” Maverick asked his daughter with an eyebrow raised. The girl rolled her eyes as they entered the area where her father must be teaching. “You’re hanging out with Lieutenant Floyd now?”

Y/N rolled her eyes again before crossing her arms. “I am not, but so what if I was?” She shrugged as she sat down in one of the empty seats. The pilots must have been getting ready for a new exercise seeing as they were nowhere to be found. “What I waited around for is to ask why you told Ice about my job problem?”

“Honey,” Maverick sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. To be fair, he didn’t expect his friend to message his daughter about it. “He asked how you were since I was back in town. I told him.”

“I told you that I didn’t want your help getting this job,” Y/N sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. “If I got a job, especially like this, I don’t want it because I consider Ice an uncle or because Maverick is my father.”

“Job? Y/N, I didn’t mention him helping you get a job. I just told him that you were looking for one currently cause of the shit that your old facility put you through.” Pete honestly told his daughter. Y/N noticed the look in his eyes, he was telling the truth and she knew it. That meant that it was Ice who was trying to help the Mitchell girl get a job, but why? She understood that he was close to her father and that they were once like immediate family, but times have changed as they have grown older.

Y/N nodded bidding her father goodbye and leaving her dad and friends behind until they all made it to the bar tonight. The bar wouldn’t open for many hours, but she thought that she could go help Penny until training was over and she could get to know her new friend a bit more. “God, what am I getting myself into.” She muttered to herself as she left the base and headed towards the Hard Deck. She needed to set some boundaries for herself so she wouldn’t start catching feelings for Bob. She knew that if she didn’t set some ground rules that it would happen. Y/N Mitchell was lost in thought and slightly zoned out until she arrived at the bar, only one vehicle parked out front. She knew it had to be Penny’s.

The y/c/h girl placed her sunglasses on her dashboard before climbing out of her vehicle. The quickly pressed the ‘lock’ button on her car remote before jogging into the empty bar. Amelia sat at the bar with a notebook and pages sitting on the bar in front or her. Before the girl could speak up, Penny came out of the bag with a box that was clinking as she carried it. “You need some help?” Y/N offered as she walked closer to the older woman.

“I’m fine, thank you though.” Penny dismissed as she took in Y/N’s attire and how she was fixed up properly. “You have an interview today?”

Y/N nodded with a sigh escaping her, “Yeah, thanks to Iceman.” She told the woman as she sat a few seats down from Penny. The woman could tell by the girl’s tone that she didn’t want to talk about it. So, she did the opposite.

“I heard you have your eye on a certain Navy boy.” Penny brought up as she started wiping off the beer glasses and getting them ready for opening. Y/N groaned as she laid her forehead on the bar. It was bad enough that Bradley and her father thought they knew about it, now Penny was on her back about it too.

“Why does everyone keep telling me that?” Y/N sighed as she picked her head up and leaned against her hand. Her elbow was on the table keeping her head steady in her hand. “In case everyone forgot, I have a strict ‘no military’ boy policy in my life.” She muttered as Amelia turned to give the girl a knowing look.

“Please, even I can tell your sexually frustrated.” Amelia spoke up as she gave the girl closer to her age a look.

Penny scolded Amelia causing the teen to turn back to her homework. “Bob’s a nice guy, very shy.” Penny spoke softly as she continued her job. “I’m sure he wouldn’t break your heart.”

Y/N glanced at the two girls at the bar and sighed. “I’m not into Bob, can we just drop the topic.” She begged causing Penny to sigh but agree. That’s when the older woman finally accepted help from the younger adult.

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The bar had been open for about two hours and it was just a few minutes before the rush would start coming in. People would be getting off work and everything in between. Maverick had texted Penny and his daughter that he ended class a bit early today, just to give the team time to relax before tomorrow. Mainly because he had made them do pushups that day of.

“Here comes your ‘friend’” Penny stated before sliding down the bar and taking a new guy’s order. Y/N rolled her eyes at the older woman before taking a sip of her coke. She wasn’t drinking tonight, for many reasons, but the main one was she didn’t trust herself drunk or even tipsy. Especially with her Bobby in the same bar.

“Hey, Y/N.” Bob’s shyness was evident when he spoke up. More than likely because there were many men making comments to you which you just shrugged off. “Seems like we’re always in the same place.” He laughed nervously.

A grin spread across the girl’s face as she noticed his nerves. No doubt because one of his pilot friends put him up to this. “Well, Bobby, I do live here and now you know my father so…” She trailed off as she turned towards the boy that she hadn’t known for exceedingly long. “But, uh, I was actually wanting to get to know you.” Y/N spoke up, so Bob didn’t have to struggle.

“Do you, maybe, want to take a walk?” Bob offered.

A blush fanned Y/N’s cheeks as she impulsively grabbed Bob’s hand and lead him out of the bar and towards the beach. Penny watched with a smirk on her face as Phoenix and Bradley high-fived over at their table where they were seated. On the other hand, Pete knew that his daughter didn’t notice him come in the bar.

“She said she isn’t into him.” Pete spoke loud enough for Penny to hear in front of him.

“You honestly believe that?” Penny asked her ex-lover as she gave him a knowing look.

Pete shrugged, “If she isn’t, she will be.”

Back on the beach Y/N was walking with Bob, not realizing that their hands were still clasped together. It felt natural to the girl and yet she paid no mind to it. Bob had noticed and decided not to say anything. Mainly because he hadn’t had any sort of affection in a while. It’s not like he never had any, it had just been hard for him to find someone recently with his work and everything.

“What made you choose the navy?” Y/N asked softly as she sat down in the sand, their hands now disconnected. She waited for his answer as she slipped her shoes off and let her toes sink into the sand.

Bob shrugged causing their shoulders to touch, “Many factors.” He replied. “I was always a bit fascinated with the career.” He added before switching the question to the girl beside him. “What about you, what made you choose nursing?”

Y/N gave a soft smile, “Helping people.” She mumbled as she glanced over and noticed his full attention on her. “I always wanted to help people, I almost decided on Medical school, instead of nursing school.” She admitted as she watched the waves crash on the shore. It was beautiful. The beach had always been one of her favorite places. “I had it drilled in my head as a teen that I should not join any part of the military, that it was too dangerous, and I deserved to have a family without worry.” Y/N mumbled as she noticed Bob’s gaze drop down for a moment before glancing back up at her. “That’s Maverick as a dad for ya, so reckless but his kid isn’t allowed to be.” She added with a laugh to lighten the mood.

Bob shrugged, “I think that’s just what parents do.” He muttered back the reply.

Y/N gave him a small smile in understanding. She did know that it was part of Pete’s problem, but she also knew that Goose had a lot to do with how he felt about his kids joining the navy or the military for that matter. “You’re right, he was just as hard on Bradley as he was on me about it.”

Bob tensed a bit at the mention of your best friend. The clearing of the throat caught your attention, “I’m sorry if this is too personal but have you two ever been a thing?”

Y/N could tell that he was unsure and nervous to ask that question. She knew that they were close, but they never were romantically attracted to each other. They always had a strong sibling like bond. “No, we haven’t.” she spoke honestly. “We’ve never viewed each other like that. Given, he did live with us for a little bit… we grew our sibling bond.” She explained.

Bob nodded not saying much after that. The quiet WSO knew that he didn’t want to have to compare to Rooster if they ever dated. It wasn’t something that would end very well, considering he believed that Rooster outdid him many times. It was clear that the older pilot had an extrovert personality which Bob knew was usually a hit for the woman.

“what’s going on in that head of yours?” Y/N interrupted the guy’s thoughts. She watched as he pushed his glasses back up his nose before shrugging his shoulders. Bob would be embarrassed to tell her what he was thinking about. The two hadn’t known each other for very long but he was definitely attracted to the captain’s daughter. “Bobby,” she playfully nudged the boy. “You can trust me.” She assured.

“It’s nothing.” He dismissed. He didn’t miss the way that Y/N rolled her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. It wasn’t that she was disappointed, she just wanted to know what he was thinking. She knew that he was previously deep in thought and his facial features showed that he was concerned about something.

Y/N grabbed her shoes before dusting off her feet, “I’m always here if you need me, Bobby.” She assured as she carefully slipped her shoes back on. “I should be getting home; it’s getting late and I’m sure my dad won’t go easy on you guys tomorrow.” She easily stood up with Bob following her. “See you later, Bob.” She waved before turning around and started walking towards the parking lot.

Bob stood planted on his place at the beach, until his feet took off without him thinking about it. “Y/N!” he called causing the girl to stop her walk and turn around waiting to hear what he had to say. “What you told Hangman… is that true?” He asked as he walked closer to the girl that he was starting to develop a crush on.

Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed slightly before realization dawned on her face. He was concerned that what she told him was true. Honestly, it was. The girl didn’t want any significant other being in any branch of the military. Especially not after her father and her dating history. Yet she felt like she would be lying to him if she told him that it was a hundred percent true. “Why don’t you just wait and see, Bobby?”

Next Part.

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contentloadingandstuff · 1 year

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Hi, this my first request since I found out about tumblr, and I am glad that you will have my first request!

What about hcs jealousy? Or as an alternative, how about writing about poly relationships? If nothing is clear, then I apologize, English is not my native language.

Male!Reader x Jealous Shenhe, Ei and Mona

A/N: Here you go! I've randomized some characters for this with the help of the almighty Wheel. As for poly relationships, I don't really like them. I'm a little traditional, yeah. Anyways, enjoy!

CW: Male!Reader

Shenhe

It isn't surprising that Shenhe gets possessive at times. You're her first and only love, so she wishes to protect you from everyone and everything. Yet seeing you with other women gives her a feeling far different from the worry the monsters bring. It sends unpleasant current through her body, urging her to move forward and reclaim your attention for herself. She bottled it in, preferring to instead go ask Ganyu about it first. She isn't the best person to go to for relationship advice, but asking Cloud Retainer would turn a simple question into a three hour long lecture. Ganyu answered to the best of her ability, and told Shenhe to 'ask them about it'. So Shenhe acted.

She sees you and Yelan in Wanmin Restaurant, enjoying some tea and fresh air. It's obvious she dressed to impress this day even for a person such as Shenhe. Her large cleavage is put right in your view, covering just enough to keep it decent. There is also a back window, which your girlfriend doesn't approve of.

“Oh, hello my love. How are you doing?”

Before you can stop her, Shenhe materializes her spear and presses it against Yelan's throat. The woman moves her hands defensively up to the blade, attempting to gently push it away. To no avail, as Shenhe only pushes it back down.

“Who is this woman and what does she want with you?”

“Uh… Shenhe? Calm down, please. We're in public space.”

“Why are you spending time with her instead of me?”

“This is Yelan. You see, we're working together. We had a lunch break, so I thought we'd get a drink.”

“That's a greeting I have never seen before. Nice to finally meet you, Shenhe.” Yelan nudges the spear tip away, and this time Shenhe relents. “Y/N has been talking a lot about you.”

“Hm. I see. Very well.” She nods repeatedly before pointing her weapon at Yelan again. “But don't forget yourself, else I may mistake you for a demon in the future.”

And just like that, Shenhe waddles off. You and Yelan watch as she disappears into the crowds.

“Is she… always like this?”

“Yeah. And that's why I love her.” You say with a smile.

Raiden Ei

After millennia of relationship, Ei isn't particularly worried about your loyalty. You have been through thick and thin together, so the bond between your bodies and souls is inseparable. Why, in that case, does she feel jealous, maybe even threatened by Miko? There's just this… vibe about her. She flirts with you whenever she can, working hard to make you laugh or even just smile. Ei knows that she wouldn't contest you, but better safe than sorry. It doesn't help that she tends to be overtly serious or dramatic about it.

Miko looks on as you descend the Grand Narukami Shrine. Behind her, Ei does so as well. She approaches Miko after a while.

"You are getting bold, Lady Guuji. Trying to seduce him right before my eyes?" She says, voice low and intimidating.

"Oh. Am I now?" Miko smirks and turns to face her friend.

Ei lifts up her ring finger, showing an ornament made of Electro-infused gold with intricate carvings.

"Do you know what this means? It means he is mine, and mine alone. So don't try my patience, Miko."

Miko snickers as Ei's eyes turn pink.

"Of course, almighty Ogosho. I wouldn't want to displease my divine senior after all."

Annoyance doesn't leave the vessels oculars. Miko's getting a little worried when the cold expression on her face doesn't shift.

"Cool off, Ei. I was merely teasing. No harm done, yes?"

Ei pouts.

"I hope. For your own safety."

Mona Megistus

"A proud astrologist never gets jealous" is one of the most obvious lies Mona tells you daily. And why does she do that? To clumsily attempt to mask that fact, of course. Whenever you talk with other girls, she makes it her job to keep even a little bit of your attention to herself, by holding your hand or waist. She never openly admits to being jealous, but she does act before thinking quite often.

"F/N L/N, we need to talk."

You look up from your lecture to find Mona standing right before you, hands on her hips.

'Yes?' You ask, closing the book.

"Do have something to say to me?"

Oh boy. Here we go again.

"Can't you just tell me what's this about once?"

"Ugh, fine! But you better be grateful." She crosses her arms on her chest. "That woman from the church you talked to yesterday? What was that about?"

You sigh.

"Mona, listen. We… Oh screw it. Why don't you check what my intentions were in your magic puddle of wisdom, hm?"

She draws the symbol in the air, and the constellations appear. She starts studying it.

"Skin color…? Hmph! What a lame way to pick up a girl."

You stay silent as your girlfriend goes through the reflection. Soon, her face is red from embarrassment.

"And?"

"You really only wanted to ask about her complexion…" She drops the scrygrass and it fades away. Her arms cross again, and she looks down. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I just… Sorry. I… I'm scared you're going to… leave me."

You get up, and put your arms around Mona, whose cheeks are now running with small tears.

"I'm not going to. I wasn't going to leave you then, I'm not going to leave you now and I won't ever leave you. I love you, Mona."

She's shuddering lightly. Her voice comes muffled from your shirt and her soft crying.

"I love you t-too… "

Thanks for reading!

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spaceyflowerswriting · 1 year

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HII idk if u write for gun ( lookism ) but would it be alright if I request a gun x reader fluff? That’s all! Ty:))

beauty in you (gun park x reader)

details: fluffy drabble, gender neutral reader written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and gun are coworkers dating

summary: a silly conversation with kouji makes gun realize you've become a very dear part of his life.

a/n: i do <3!! he's one of my faves to write; thanks for requesting!!

inspired by the last prompt on this post 💖

"...Really?"

"What?"

Kouji pointed to the headband Gun was currently wearing, the fluffy cat ears on them being a large contrast to his serious demeanor. "If I asked you to wear that, you would've asked me what color I'd want my coffin to be."

"Hm. Really?" Gun smirked out of amusement when the purple haired highschooler gave his arm a light slap.

"Seriously, I've never seen you make so many exceptions for someone before." Kouji huffed and pointed with a thumb at you, which you didn't notice because you were too busy singing with Crystal. "They've really got you wrapped around their finger."

"Please," scoffed Gun, "Is it so strange I enjoy the company of someone? And it's not as if I don't do these things with Goo, either. Just the other day we were at a karaoke like this one."

"Yeah, but you kinda grumble when you agree! With them you just agree right away."

"Your point?"

Kouji let out a deep sigh. "You know what it is? I think they made you soft, at least towards them."

Soft...? Soft?

Never in a million years would Gun ever describe himself with such a word, nor would he imagine someone else would use it in reference to him. Yet at this moment, he could sort of understand why Kouji would say what he did.

He shook his head anyway, turning his attention back to you, adoring your bright smile that even his sunglasses couldn't protect his eyes from as he said, "They made me appreicate something I've yet to experience, that's all. I see no problem with it."

When Kouji made a gagging sound, Gun turned his head back to see him grimacing. "Am I hallucinating? Gun wearing cat ears and saying the most disgustingly cheesy ass thing I've ever heard?"

Gun just chuckled. "Is now a good time to ask what color you would like your coffin?"

"Man..."

[below is extra characterization stuff i started with but then realized i was just rambling instead of writing a story but i liked it enough to keep it]

When others say that beauty was found in people, Gun could agree, but perhaps not in a way one would usually think. For him, it wasn't the kindness or smiles humanity shared that he found beautiful, but physical talent instead--people so skilled, they were on the tip of almost being non-human.

The most flexible gymnast, the fastest swimmer... and most of all, the strongest human; particularly when it came to fighting. Yes, to Gun, there was just something beautiful about the way one could perfectly move themselves to inflict maximum damage, through technique and knowing the right weak spots. Not to mention, knowing there was hard work put behind to maintain such strength and knowledge made it even more beautiful to him.

Of course, there was also talent in itself that fascinated Gun. Anyone could achieve enough through hard work, but not everyone was born with natural talent.

So... why did he find beauty the "normal" way in you? As far as he knew, you couldn't fight, and all you've done was just be yourself. Your personality achieved some sort of dynamic with him where for once he enjoyed the company of someone in a peaceful way. In fact, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life with someone like you. It was a strange feeling, but he was sure of it. Emotions weren't too complicated for someone as straightforward as him, after all.

Nonetheless, perhaps he could argue that your talent was making him smile, and for that, he could appreciate the beauty in you; your talent.

#lookism x reader #gun park x reader #requests #a bit of this was inspired by li bringing up in some tags about how gun might be more fun than we think ^_^ <3 #ALSO SORRY I DIED FOR A FEW DAYS #i was going on about how i could at least publish love letters/text replies but then that ended up being a lot for me bc my schoolweek-#got busy and i wanted to do sumn other than writing to relax/procrastinating 😭😭😭#my semester is ending tho so hopefully that means assignments slow down and i can work on requests in peace 😔

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satanicsanity · 10 months

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Wow, there's been.. A lot going on huh?

Hello my loves! I just wanted to come back around for just a moment, chat a little bit about what's happening with the Welcome-home Fandom! (and partially about why I've been gone longer than originally planned)

I might not explain all of this the best, I apologize in advance for that

In all honesty... This is an incredibly unfortunate rough-patch. The p3dophiles, the r34 art not getting tagged correctly, and quite a bit more.

It makes me very upset that such a wonderful Fandom has people that were in it.. that seem to be really dragging things down for everyone else. It all makes me feel very drained, unsafe, uncomfortable, and not really inspired to make content anymore currently. Many of my fellow mutuals are also taking a break from welcomehome, because of these circumstances.

And I try to separate those people causing trouble from the Welcome-home Fandom in general, and syntheticcharmva had mentioned about on their Twitter, because of course one's wrong doing should not reflect the ENTIRE Fandom... At least in my opinion. However there has been a lot of continuous unfortunate events that have taken place, making this all very... Messy and feel very unsafe. (hope that makes some sense and comes across correctly)

I deal with mental health issues as I've mentioned previously, which is why I decided to take a break in the first place due to the severity... But the current issues the Fandom seems to be facing, are not making me feel excited at all to get back into working again. To put in simple terms, it's putting me down even further and It's putting others down as well.

Do I plan on returning and doing more wally audios, and more, at some point?? Yes absolutely! And I have a lot of content on my Welcome-home au that's in the workshop, and looking at all the lovely requests you guys make, makes me very happy!

But now with what's happening with the Fandom and the trouble makers, (setting my own original reason for taking a break aside) Makes me very nervous to return. And my break might string on longer than I thought because of this... since my original reason for taking a break from tumblr... Is now not my only reason. If... That makes any sense at all.

All this to say... I do miss you all dearly, but I'm going to stay very quiet for a while until two things happen,

1. The Fandom cleans out from all that's happened/happening

2. My mental health is in a good enough state for me to continue

Is the entire welcome Fandom bad? Hell no, that's not at all what I'm trying to say at all! A lot of people in the Fandom are just trying to have fun, and they're amazing people! But there are people making things very uncomfortable (especially for minors, such as myself) and very messy. I don't know this all is.. A bit hard to describe and talk about so I apologize if I explain things improperly, or in a confusing way.

All on all... Things aren't great, and I'm going to stay away from posting for a bit longer until things improve for myself and for the Welcome-home community. I still do consider myself part of the Fandom and will show all the love and support I can, I just won't be posting for a bit longer, as I've been doing.

I am so so greatful for your guys support, kindness, and kind words I very much am <3 and I will return... But with everything going on I need more time as I no longer feel very safe or comfortable currently.

I hope you are all well and staying on the brighter side of things 💕💕💕 I dearly hope that things get... Better. Not perfect of course, (because no Fandom is) but.. better! Again thank you for the support and all of the encouragement, kind words, you peeps make me smile a lot! So thank you 💕

I cannot wait to see you all again, hopefully soon... Hopefully <3 Much love my Darlings

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noforkingclue · 3 months

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Hi can you please please write a fic where reader is young and Sherlock loves her, she does too but her parents are against it. Like her father is furiously against it and her mother thinks she's too young for him and he might not see her like that, it upsets her and she confronts Sherlock if he really loves her, because if yes then she'd do anything, go against all odds to be with Sherlock.

Note: requests are currently closed

So I made the readers in her late twenties and Sherlock in his late thirties so there's a ten year age gap.

Hope you like the fic :)

Title: Approval

Warnings: age gap relationship

Everything tag list: @greenrevolutionary, @byebyebreezywrites, @spngingerbread21, @layazul, @lov3vivian, @simonsbluee

From the sound of your footsteps up the stairs Sherlock could tell that you were upset. No, he frowned as you got closer, not just upset you were angry as well. The door to the flat flew open and you marched into the room. Sherlock momentarily took his gaze off of his experiment as you collapsed into his chair.

“What happened?” he asked as he turned his attention back to his work

“Do you love me?”

It was one of the rare times that Sherlock was caught off guard. He sighed and turned off the bunsen burner and leant against the kitchen table.

“Why?” he asked

“I… want to know.”

“No you don’t.”

You glared at him as you pulled your legs up to your chest and curled into a ball.

“Just out of everyone,” you muttered softly, “why me?”

Sherlock hesitated for a moment unsure about exactly how to proceed. You were always better at this than him, loath as he was to admit it to himself. You understood people in a way that he never could.

“Would you like a cup of tea?” he asked after an unhealthily long silence

“I would like you to answer my question,” you said, “but I wouldn’t say no to a cuppa.”

You stood up and joined Sherlock in the kitchen. You knew that cooking (chemistry didn’t count) wasn’t his strong suit, despite his best efforts.

“Why are you asking whether or not I love you?” Sherlock asked while the two of you waited for the kettle to boil

“Why aren’t you answering my question.”

“I would like the context.”

“It’s-” you cut yourself off and ran a hand over your face, “It’s my parents.”

Sherlock glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. You were going to say something else but he could read you well enough to know not to push it.

“What did they say?”

“My Dad doesn’t want us to be together,” you snapped, “He thinks you’re too old for me and I’m too young and naive to know what I really want. My Mum also thinksI’m too young and that I don’t understand how the real world works. For fucks sake, I’m almost thirty. I have a job, pay rent. I’ve seen horrific shit in my job that they couldn’t even think could happen. There are celebrities that have twenty, thirty year age gap relationships and yet they think ten years is too much.”

You hadn’t realised you’d been crying until Sherlock put his hands on your shoulders. You pressed your forehead against his chest and he tensed under your touch. However, after a moment he raised his arms and wrapped them around you.

“I need to know if you feel the same way,” you said, “that you love me. If you do, I will fight for this. If not…”

You trailed off and inhaled deeply. You closed your eyes not wanting to finish the sentence.

“I love you, Sherlock Holmes,” you said softly, “I really do but I want you to understand what I am giving up. Do you… do you love me too?”

Sherlock’s grip on you tightened and he pressed his forehead against your shoulder. Your breath hitched slightly and Sherlock said,

“You are one of the few people who tolerate me. I know that I am not the best at… expressing my feelings towards you but,”

He pulled back and looked down at you. His hand rose to your chin and tilted your head so you were looking directly at him.

“I assure you that I do feel the same.”

“Good. Then I know exactly what to tell my parents.”

You raised yourself up on your tiptoes and pressed a brief kiss on Sherlock’s lips.

“I’m also sure that Mycroft would be happy to get your parents to stop commenting on our relationship if you asked him.” Sherlock muttered

“He’d do that for you?”

“I said that you’d need to ask him. He might do that for you.”

#fanfiction #bbc sherlock #reader insert #request #sherlock holmes #sherlock x reader

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daddysgothbimbo · 1 month

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Hi!

I figured I'd do a quick little introduction post so people can get to know me a bit and to let everyone know what you might find on my blog.

Firstly, hi, I'm Daddy's Goth Bimbo, I haven't really thought about anyway to shorten that or anything else I may want to be called on here, so that'll have to do for now. If you would like to know a little about who I am outside of RP (yes this is RP, this is kink, this is not me 24/7, this is just for fun) as my bio says, I'm a 28 year old (at time of writing this) feminist and leftist from Aoteroa/New Zealand. I am also a genderqueer and bi/demisexual sub leaning switch.

I am disabled and chronically ill, I have adhd and autism (with pathological demand avoidance/pervasive drive for autonomy, which makes kink dynamics like power exchange very interesting. If anyone wants to know more about how Daddy and I have found a way to make things work for us feel free to ask) I'm a big nerd, I love gaming, writing, reading, any means of losing myself in another world. I'm a real whore for knowledge (real bimbo behaviour, I know) and I put a decent chunk of my energy into activism and supporting my communities. This is where I come to switch my brain off and learn to be a dumb little slut for my Daddy.

Even though I may have patriarchy kinks, they are just that, kinks, fantasy. I do not carry any of this over into my real life, nor do I believe that any sex, gender or any other group of people are inferior or lesser in anyway and I will not tolerate any genuine bigotry of any kind. Consent is key :)

As for my other kinks and interests, I am also into degradation, humiliation, objectification, hucow, lactation, breeding, bimboification (obviously), dumbification, praise, pet play, bdsm as a whole, exhibitionism and a whole host of other things that are currently escaping my mind.

You can expect to find some pictures of me here as well as things I may write and anything else that Daddy requests, but mostly you'll probably just find me reblogging things I like and stuff of that nature.

That probably just about covers it, though I am likely forgetting a few things, the brain fog is getting a bit too thick so this will do for now. I hope you enjoy your stay on my blog :)

Please also read this post https://www.tumblr.com/daddysgothbimbo/746159884331024384/i-just-want-it-to-be-known-that-even-though-i-do?source=share

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romanarose · 9 months

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Congrats on your milestone. May I request number 29 from the fluff category with benny?

Gog, You're in luck bc I've had this vague idea in my head since Saturday after seeing the Barbie Movie. Everyone go stream "Im just Ken" its a banger. (Also specifically in the LaL universe bc I know you read it, Benny and Laci ABSOLUTLY did the BarbenHeimer double feature. Like me.)

(Also note: My Benny Miller has ADHD. I will not be taking critcism. Will have OCD. I said what I said.)

I'm Just Ken

Benny Miller x reader

'Doesn't seem to matter what I do, I'm always number two!'

It had been 2 weeks of this. None stop. None stop! You shouldn't know this movie would be trouble. You never even needed to ask Benny to go see Barbie with you; he had already bought an outfit 2 months ago and preordered the tickets for you, him, Frankie, and Frankie's daughter. When you saw the "Im just Ken" musical number, you knew it spelled trouble for you, and you looked at Benny the way your brother looked at you when Kylo Ren took off his mask at the premier of The Force Awakens... You knew it was over.

Ever since then, that song was playing in your house endlessly.

'Cuz I'm just Ken! And so am I!'

Benjamin was currently in the shower, singing his heart out and god, he was driving you crazy. Just a little. It was a good song, but several times a day?? This would be up there in his Spotify wrapped.

'Baby IIIIIIIMMMMM JUUUUUUUUST KEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNN!!'

With the finale, Benjamin shut off the shower and in a few moments he immerged from the steamy bathroom with a towel slung low on his defined hips, and you turn around to take a look at him from where you sat on the couch.

"I didn't know you could sing like that" You smile. He'd serenaded you with guitar songs many-a-time, delighting you in renditions of George Straight and Randy Travis but never anything where he's belting it out.

His smile is lopsided and goofy. "Am I getting annoying, babe?"

You almost say yes. You almost ask if he can cut down the Barbie soundtrack just a bit.

But he's having fun... let him have fun. After while he'll move onto something else for his beautiful ADHD brain to hyperfixate on, this is hardly the worst.

"No baby, I enjoy your singing" A half truth. He WAS annoying you. But you DID enjoy his singin.

Benny's face lights up with glee. "Good! Because I think I'm really starting to get those notes!"

He was. He really was. You follower him around the house as he gets ready for work, continuing to talk about the Barbie movie with delight and asking if you can please go with him again for $5 Tuesdays. And you would go, again and again and again as long as it made him happy.

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Hope you enjoyed! Benny is my baby <3

@whatthefishh @littlenosoul @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

#beny miller #benjamin miller x reader #triple frontier #triple frontier x reader #benny miller x reader #benjamin benny miller #benny miller fanfiction

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bigfrozenfan-fanfics · 2 months

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Chapter 76 - Kristoff at the Royal Navy base

Links: Chapter overview, Character list, Map, Glossar Rating: M over all Publishing cycle: around every 2-3 weeks

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Eriksen and Kristoff talked for more than an hour as they looked around the fortress inside. Kristoff was also taken to the very top of the roof, where he had a good view of the whole area. Kristoff had never been to the naval base before and was quite impressed by everything here. Eriksen promised to take him round the small peninsula later and show him everything, including the shipyard. However, there was one exception, as Eriksen said, because Kristoff was not allowed to enter the prison camp. But that didn't bother him, as he wasn't interested in seeing Arendelle's criminals.

A little later, they returned downstairs and into the admiral's large office. Kristoff couldn't help but take a look around. The walls were piled high with books on nautical science, shipbuilding and reports on other countries and kingdoms. Many pictures about the sea, ships and foreign islands hung on the walls and, of course, certificates of the admiral’s achievements, including a captain's licence. All bearing the seal of the royal house of Arendelle and even signed by King Agnarr, as Kristoff noted.

“So, what is the reason for your presence on the base?” asked Eriksen, watching him from his armchair.

Kristoff sat down opposite him in another chair and rambled on a little. He talked about the queen's plan to form a new royal council and that the Baron of Snoob had tipped him off to include the naval base in his search.

“I don't know if you can help me there, Admiral Eriksen. But it seems to me that matters concerning the Royal Navy should be represented on the council. After all, two ships are currently on their way to allied kingdoms on behalf of the queen to help us out of the supply crisis and ask for support there.”

“Yes, I am of course aware of this assignment and have known the two captains personally for many years. They are good men and ideally suited for such an important mission,” replied Eriksen, “However, we hardly have any potential candidates for the royal council here at the naval base. Most of the sailors work as specialists in the shipyard, are in captain's training or other important positions for our fleet, or are simply ship's crews. The rest are guards or are busy with the prison camp and of course those who are only responsible for supplies and everything that goes with it, so they don't have much nautical experience.” He paused for a moment and thought.

“Our base is actually set up like a small town where everyone does normal jobs. We have blacksmiths, rope and sail makers, bakers, butchers, the laundry, various craftsmen and of course everything else that goes with nautical and ship supplies. The only people I can think of for the council are our veterans, who are now retired and have gained a lot of experience in their lives. I will of course think carefully about your request and talk to them. However, not everyone is likely to be interested and want to change their lives so drastically. Quite apart from the fact that the families here or over there also live in Snoob, especially the children who can only attend school there. That affects most of us here on the peninsula, by the way.”

“I can understand that very well,” said Kristoff. “It was just an idea and not binding. The queen selects the most suitable men and women from all the candidates from across the kingdom after they have personally auditioned.”

Eriksen nodded. “Very well, may I offer you some refreshments before we go to the shipyard?”

“No, thank you, admiral. But I have another request and Her Majesty doesn't know anything about it yet. It is to be a surprise for her and it would be my personal decision to take care of it. It's also a somewhat sensitive issue for a reason.”

“Well, that depends on whether I can help you. What is it about?”

“I wanted to ask if I could get passage on a ship to Weselton.”

The Admiral raised his eyebrows and placed his index fingers against each other in front of his mouth with a thoughtful expression, tapped them against his lips a few times and mumbled a quiet “Hmm…”.

“Weselton … I assume it's about the same problem, the supply of food and animal feed in the capital, right?” Kristoff nodded. “Well, Weselton isn't too big an island and they import more than they have to offer. Except wool and sheep, as far as I know, and fine cloth, which they sell at a premium. I once had the dubious pleasure of meeting the Duke there many years ago. Do you know him?”

Kristoff cradled his head. "I met him once years ago, at one of Arendelle's sled races where he cheated. Other than that, not in person, no, but I know the stories about him and why trade with this kingdom was stopped a few years ago … because of that Duke. He must have been quite out of line back then and also had a very …”

“… greedy and unfriendly behaviour? Yes, that suits this little chap. However, his nephew Lord Rupert Wolfgang is much more sociable and even quite helpful, the complete opposite of the old Duke. However, his behaviour takes some getting used to, not to say annoying. It seems to run in the family.” Eriksen laughed softly. “But still, if you're going to get in touch with anyone there, you'd better do it with him.”

“That's interesting, I didn't know that. Thank you very much for this valuable information!” said Kristoff in surprise. “But, the passage … can you help me with that? However, Sven, my reindeer, and my carriage would also have to be on board, if possible, as I plan to disembark directly in Arendelles harbour on the return journey.”

“Normally, we don't offer ship journeys for strangers, no matter how much they would be prepared to pay, but that doesn't apply to you, Your Highness, of course. I think I already have the right ship in mind for you and also for your luggage, so to speak,” he smiled.

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After Mattias knocked on Halima's front door and she opened it for him, she fell into his arms with tears of joy in her eyes. It was still broad daylight in Arendelle, but next they both disappeared into the bedroom, tore off their clothes and made love, tenderly and intimately, as if it were the first time for both of them. They were able to take their time, as Elin was still at the castle and had her usual lessons with Olaf. Halima wasn't due to pick her up again until the afternoon and had been working in her room in the meantime. Until her beloved Destin suddenly appeared at the door.

A little later, she prepared lunch for them both. Nothing special and consisting mainly of leftovers that were still in the kitchen and the icebox on the floor and, of course, a few fresh ingredients from the garden. But that didn't matter to either of them, because they were finally together again and had a lot to talk about. But Mattias avoided going into detail about some of the things he had seen and experienced, as he didn't want to frighten Halima.

“I'm so glad that nothing happened to you, Destin, and that you didn't suffer any more serious injuries. There's no bandage and not even a scratch to be seen.”

“I was very lucky, to be honest. A lot of men have had a very different experience. We've had so many losses, Halima, but I'd rather not talk about it right now.” He sighed and grabbed her hand on the table.

“I saw the grief in the city and also saw the many wounded in the new hospital. I wanted to help in some way. The queen even gave a moving speech at the memorial service. But I can't and don't want to imagine it all and I was most afraid for you all the time, darling. Thank you for this beautiful but really sad letter, by the way.”

“You cried a lot, didn't you?” She nodded and put her other hand over his. “I was afraid of that, but I was also afraid to tell you everything in person.”

“It's all over now and you've come back to us safe and sound.”

“Let's just stop talking about it, Halima, and think about the good things instead. You said that you carried on upstairs in Elin's room. I'd like to take a look at that.”

“I'd love to, Destin. Let's go upstairs now. I also got her something to paint and hung up some pictures. I hope she likes it. I just finished it earlier and we could pick her up together later and then go out for dinner for the three of us, what do you say?”

“Sounds good. She's never been to dinner with us before, so it could be a bit of an adventure for her.”

“Oh yes, you're right, Destin,” she replied as she slowly climbed the stairs and he followed.

The room was now tidy and very clean, the windows had also been cleaned and it no longer smelled as stale as before. There was no more dust in the air and a fresh, cool breeze blew in through the open windows. Elin's bed now even had a canopy over it and her doll, which Mattias had got for her, was lying directly on her pillow.

A few picture books were piled up on a small round table with a low chair in front of it, as well as colouring materials next to a small easel that Halima had used herself many years ago. She had only had to replace the paint because the old pots had dried up long ago. Halima had hung the pictures she had painted and some photographs on a few more hooks on the sloping roof walls. All in all, the room now radiated warmth and cosiness.

“I'm impressed, dear, you've done everything really beautifully. Elin will be thrilled, I'm sure of it.”

“You know, Destin, I've been thinking about her a lot. Since she's been with us and Olaf has been teaching her to read and write in the castle, and she's even been allowed to meet the queen in person, she's changed a lot. She is no longer as shy as she used to be in the orphanage. Quite the opposite. She has opened up a lot and doesn't even seem to think about her bad past anymore.”

“Have you ever heard her cry at night? You don't forget memories like that so quickly and who knows, maybe she dreams about it at night and just doesn't want to show us or doesn't dare to talk about it.”

“Maybe, but I haven't heard anything like that yet, not even in the castle. Maybe she's banished it all to her innermost depths, who can say. But I think she's ready and …”

“… can go to school and get to know lots of strange children around her?”

“Yes, Destin, that's right. You took the words right out of my mouth. She is friendly to everyone she meets without fear, is curious and eager to learn. She wants to learn, Destin, and she's good at it. Elin has a really good grasp of things and understands many things more quickly than other children her age. I think interacting with children she doesn't know is the next important step for her, because she still needs to learn that too, and she's also getting to know the other children's games, which is also very important.”

“Yes, you're certainly right, dear. I just hope the other kids won't tease her too much.”

“It'll be fine, Destin. Besides, we can't look after her all day and Elin can't be in and out of the royal castle all the time. You'll be busy at the council and with other things during the day and I need to get back to work at Hudson's Hearth. She'll be studying at school and won't be able to be with a magical snowman all the time. Instead, she'll make new friends of her age and play and learn with them.”

“Then let's go to the orphanage first thing in the morning and sign the contract with Liv for the adoption. And tonight, after dinner, we'll ask Elin very carefully what she thinks about the idea of officially going to a school.”

“But first, and before we pick up Elin, I have something to show you that I'm sure will make you happy. Do you remember a few days ago when I was looking through all the old pictures up here in the corner? I found a very old one and you asked me what surprised me so much.” Mattias nodded.

“What is it?”

“Follow me.”

Halima walked down the stairs with Mattias right behind her and bent down under the slope beneath the steps. She then pulled out a large framed picture and held it out for Mattias to see, smiling. He widened his eyes in sudden recognition and took the frame from her hands.

“Let's go outside in the garden, it's brighter there than here and the colours on the oil painting will shine much brighter.”

Halima was right, because as they stood outside in the afternoon sun, the painting suddenly seemed much more vivid to Mattias. It showed him in his new uniform as a newly appointed lieutenant with the great task of looking after the king's young son, the future King Agnarr. Next to him stood a young Halima, slim, with long brown hair and, in his eyes, simply beautiful. He himself had short black curly hair and no beard at all. He radiated strength and confidence in the picture, with one hand on Halima's shoulder, while they both smiled proudly and happily at the viewer.

“Oh, Halima, that you still have this old picture of the two of us is a real treasure! Thank you so much. Look how young we were back then and the look on your face … I have no words … you were the most beautiful girl in all of Arendelle for me back then … and you still are …”

He gave her a kiss on the lips and she hugged him as they both looked at the painting together.

Mattias couldn't take his eyes off the picture and as he ran his finger over the painted face of his beloved, a tear of joy rolled down his cheek. Halima noticed immediately and cuddled up close to him so that they could reminisce together about a time when they were still freshly in love and making big plans.

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Master Fabian was still pondering as he unlocked the front door of his fencing school and flat. The first thing he did was make himself a herbal tea in the kitchen and sit down at the large table in the fencing room, whose windows afforded a good view of the harbour and the castle. It had been a terrible few days and he had almost been too late to defend Anna, the queen, when Thord attacked her. It had been very close. He reviewed it all again when he could finally sit in peace and sip his steaming cup of tea.

He had not even had one day to rest from the stress of the previous days when now the Queen was sending him to Corona, of all places. A kingdom to which he never intended to return; he mused.

It was, of course, a beautiful land and kingdom, after all, he had grown up and spent his childhood there. He later learnt to master the art of fencing and even went travelling at a young age to perfect his skills. He had also heard about another brotherhood and wanted to know more about it.

He was or had to be a member of the one from Corona, of course, as everyone who wanted to become a fencing master did, but the two brotherhoods had always been in rivalry, as he soon realised. There were always competitions to prove that one followed the better doctrine and ultimately this also led to unauthorised duels between a few hotheads. He had always stayed out of it and strictly followed the code. But when his father was unintentionally involved in one of these duels one day, he couldn't help but stand by his side.

His father had always been his great role model and since Fabian's mother had died of a serious illness, his father was all the family he had left. He was ultimately the one who taught him how to use a sword, dagger and battle staff in the years that followed. He taught him to be able to defend himself and stand on his own two feet, to believe in himself and to always adhere to the code of the aspiring fencing masters once he had joined the brotherhood. And one day his father brought Fabian in and he actually passed all the exams with flying colours. His father was very proud of him and it was a dream come true for Fabian. He was officially made a fencing master.

Until the day his father faced three good fencers from the other brotherhood at dusk to avenge one of his friends who had been stabbed in a duel that day. Fabian had to watch everything from a distance because his father had forbidden him to interfere, so he rushed to his father's aid because his life was in danger. But he was only moments too late and a sword had pierced his father's heart.

Fabian was beside himself with grief and anger as he knelt next to him and clutched him with tears in his eyes. Then Fabian forgot all his resolutions and the code, jumped up, drew his sword and attacked himself just as the other three were about to make their escape.

It was a fierce fight, in which he immediately killed one of them and seriously wounded the one who killed his father. However, the remaining man inflicted a deep cut on Fabian's leg so that he could no longer walk properly and made off with the wounded man.

In the end, the brotherhood in Corona realised everything and expelled Fabian from the community, even threatening him with imprisonment. Fabian therefore drew a line, took all the family's savings and the best weapons, booked himself a ship passage with a destination far away from Corona and finally landed in Arendelle. That was decades ago now and the fencing master sighed before draining his cup and heading upstairs to pack for the journey.

The ARN Voyager would set sail from the naval base in the early hours of the next morning and dock in Corona a few days later. So he didn't have too much time left to get there on one of the small sailing ships in the harbour.

He was already standing at the stairs when there was a knock at the front door. Who could it be, Fabian asked himself and opened the door. Standing in front of him was one of the soldiers who had been with the troop that had killed Karrál's sub-leader.

“Master Fabian, hello, I apologise for turning up unexpectedly and disturbing you,” he began, a nervous, almost hurried expression on his face as he looked behind him and around. Almost as if he was checking that no one had followed him.

Fabian didn't miss this and interpreted it correctly, as he would soon realise. So he quickly invited him in.

“Come in, soldier. I don't have much time, though, because I'm currently preparing for my journey.”

Once the door was closed, the man got straight to the point. “I … er … I mean, there's something I can't deal with, something that happened in the forest in the north and that's been on my mind ever since. I'm afraid that someone even followed me up here because of it, because on the Crocus I stayed apart from those people, especially one of them, and maybe even behaved suspiciously.”

“Come to the table in the fencing room and tell me about it. I can guess what it's all about and you needn't be afraid.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Shortly afterwards, the soldier told the whole story as he had experienced it. Fabian quickly realised that he had credibly not taken part in the actions and had even been threatened not to tell a soul when it was all over. The soldier fumbled around and visibly struggled to name the person responsible.

“You know that this man committed a war crime and must be held accountable for it, and maybe others who had no problem helping him. No single person could commit such an offence. You must tell me the names, it's your duty, soldier!

It took a while, but finally he came clean and named two more names in addition to the main culprit.

“Am I now also being charged because I stood by and didn't do anything about it? I mean, I stood up to it as best I could, but there were five of us in the unit. I was very scared and could only watch what they were doing. Only one of us stood a little apart like me and when we looked at each other in shock … it was cruel …”

“I'll keep you out of it as much as I can, but you'll have to make a statement because you're the only witness who had the courage to tell me the truth. But don't be afraid.”

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief and sighed so loudly that you could literally hear the stone fall from his heart that had been weighing him down so heavily. Fabian put a hand on his shoulder to reassure him.

“I'll inform General Mattias. He'll organise everything else while I'm out of the country. Do you have somewhere to hide until the trial?”

“Yes, I have.”

Fabian then learnt the location and would pass this information on to Mattias with all the other details before boarding. He dismissed the soldier, looked after him for a few more moments and finally picked up where he had left off a good hour ago.

~~~

Anna was working on drafts for this year's town competitions when there was a brief knock and Elsa entered.

“You're back so quickly,” she greeted her sister.

“Quickly? Have you looked at the clock? It's almost three.”

“Really now? Time has flown by.”

Elsa stood behind her and looked over her shoulder. “What are you doing right now? Looks like a lot of fun.”

“That's what it is. I'm working on the new competitions for the end of the year, before Christmas.”

“We've been through this before,” Elsa said, tapping the paper that said 'ice carving'.

“It's obvious that you're the first to notice, isn't it? There will be stricter rules this time and people with ice magic won't be allowed to take part or help others.” She looked up at Elsa and grinned mischievously.

“You just don't want to let me win again, sis. But that's all right, as long as our citizens and the children have fun.”

“How did it go up on the cliff?”

“I think Yelana's a bit disappointed.”

“What, why is that?”

“Because she can't accompany the master builders back to camp on a big ship, only on one of the little one-masted sailboats.” Elsa grinned.

Both sisters laughed out loud.

“Well, who would have thought that a Northuldra, and their old leader on top of that, would take so much pleasure in travelling by ship.”

“That's true. Besides, she hasn't got a bit seasick yet and that's saying something. What are your plans for today, sis? Are there any important documents waiting for you?”

Anna shook her head, “Nope, just writing the letter for Mari, then I've got the rest of the day.”

“And that rarely happens when you're Queen of all Arendelle, believe me.”

“I know, Elsa, I realised that this afternoon and my head was spinning afterwards because I had to hurry so much. The text for the Sunday paper only went to the printers shortly after we returned. I finished it while you were away with Yelana. So the paper should have been out everywhere about three hours ago and that's really late this time. So I've told the printers to make it a late edition.”

“A late edition? Interesting choice of words and I've never heard of such a thing. But it's very aptly worded and who knows, you might even have made history as the first queen to invent a late edition for a newspaper.”

Anna had to laugh. “Thank you, Elsa, it just came to me.”

“So you could apply our conversation's ideas from a few days ago just in time, that's good. I hope the citizens also use our ideas and go out into nature, fishing or hunting.”

“I hope so too. I almost didn't think about it either, with all the events since then. But everything is fine now and I hope Kristoff and Kai in Snoob are too. I wonder what my darling is up to at the moment,” mused Anna, looking through the open window into the grey cloudy sky.

~~~

Eriksen had not promised too much, the shipyard was impressive and much larger than he had imagined. At the moment there was the bare hull of a two-masted brigantine or schooner brig, as the commander explained. Dozens of carpenters and sailors were working on it and Kristoff watched them with interest for a while. After all, it wasn't something you saw every day.

“This type of ship is particularly well suited to rough seas and can sail higher into the wind than a normal brig thanks to its design. Incidentally, this is exactly the type of ship you'll be sailing to Weselton in. Come on, I'll show you,” said Eriksen, making an inviting gesture towards the southern harbour bay, where many masts could already be seen swaying in the gentle swell from a distance.

It was a beautiful ship, Kristoff thought, when he saw it in its finished and seaworthy condition. It wasn't too big, but there was enough space in the hold, as the commander confirmed when he asked.

“The Draba can set sail tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, it's a bit late to prepare everything for today. If you wish, you can take a hot bath this evening and I assume you will dine with me later, Your Highness?”

“It would be a great pleasure, Admiral Eriksen, thank you very much for the impressive tour today and all the amenities. I'm already looking forward to travelling on the Draba tomorrow. Doesn't the name come from this little rock flower?”

“Well recognised, Your Highness, you know your botany?”

“Not exactly, but I … used to travel a lot in the mountains above the snow line, these flowers like the cold there and bare rocky crags.”

~~~

Fabian met Mattias just as he was about to enter the castle with Halima.

“Hello, Lady Halima,” he greeted her first with a skilful bow and she returned the gallant greeting with a smile.

“General Mattias, a word, please,” he then said with a serious expression on his face.

“Hello, Fabian. Is it important? We were just about to pick up Elin and take her to a restaurant for dinner later.”

“Yes, unfortunately it is and I only have a little time because I'm on my way to Corona and have to catch the sailor to the naval base later.”

“Oh, that's right. Halima, why don't you go upstairs to Elin, I'll be right behind you.”

Mattias grabbed Fabian by the shoulder and pulled him aside a little. “So, what's up, my friend?”

Fabian told him in abbreviated form what he had learnt from the soldier and Matthias' face brightened noticeably.

“That's very good news and exactly what we were hoping for, that one of the soldiers would give in and come clean after all, without any lengthy questioning or threats. Can you make a note of the most important things in the guardroom?”

“Already done, I wrote it down at home.” Fabian pulled out a small sealed envelope and handed it to the general.

“Thank you, Fabian. I'll take care of it first thing in the morning. But for now, let me wish you a safe and successful journey. Please take good care of yourself in Corona and don't make any unnecessary detours.”

“I will, Destin. I promise.”

They sealed it with a handshake and a short but strong hug before Fabian turned and headed for the harbour. He had already put his luggage on the boat, so he didn't have to worry about anything else.

~~~

When the mounted messenger was on his way to Vesterland to deliver Anna's letter to Princess Mari, the sisters went to the dining hall to eat their evening meal. Olaf was also there and although he never had to eat, he really enjoyed the company of the sisters and always enjoyed listening to their conversations. However, they weren't very talkative tonight and Olaf had the impression that something was on Elsa's mind.

“So, Olaf? What have you been up to today?” asked Anna.

“Read books with little Elin.” Now the snowman was in his element, forgetting his thoughts from a moment ago and talking about Elin's learning successes and how much fun they both always had. “But Halima and Mattias picked her up a while ago because they wanted to take her to a restaurant and told me they had a little surprise for her too. I wonder what that could be. Maybe more books? Or …”

As Olaf continued to rattle on, the sisters looked at each other knowingly, as they already suspected what it must be about.

“…I love restaurants, can we go there sometime? What is that actually?”

“Oh, Olaf,” said Anna, “you say that so often, even though you don't even know what you love. When you love something, you really like it because you already know it well and you like it so much. You can only eat something in a restaurant, just like here, only with strangers at different tables. Besides, you don't have to eat anything, Olaf.”

“People or families go to a tavern or restaurant together because they want to treat themselves to something special, or because they like to be served in a particularly nice way,” Elsa added.

“Or lovers who want to spend a particularly nice evening together, Olaf.”

“As they say, Anna, the way to the heart is through the stomach.”

They both laughed, but Olaf didn't understand what they were talking about. He didn't recognise a joke either, so he could only look at them both questioningly.

When the sisters saw his face, they laughed even harder, but Olaf didn't like it at all, because this time he had clearly realised that he was the reason.

When Anna was able to catch her breath, she apologised to him. “I'm sorry, Olaf, but seeing the look on your face was just so funny. I didn't mean any offence, honestly.”

“It's all right, Anna.”

“I guess there are few things you don't love, Olaf, are there?” said Elsa, still with a smile on her face.

“There is one thing I don't like and certainly don't love,” he replied, making a sad face.

“And what would that be,” Anna asked in a serious tone and looked at her sister, who was now looking at Olaf just as seriously.

“If you both had to go to war again.”

Any hint of laughter died away and the sisters nodded as they both put their hands on his shoulders.

“We never want that again, Olaf,” Elsa said quietly.

~~~

It was already quite dark when the three of them walked along the mountain road with Elin in the middle and headed towards the building with the brightly lit windows. The little girl was already very excited and held Halima's and Mattias' warm hands tightly in hers. She had never been invited anywhere just for dinner, where probably only the very posh people ate, she imagined. She wondered if her new parents were rich and a very brief thought of her dark past flashed through her mind as she felt a sense of loneliness, poverty and hunger before quickly brushing it aside. Today was going to be a special day, without images from the past in her head that occasionally popped up in her dreams at night. Elin nodded resolutely. She now had a whole new life and felt happy.

”They should actually put lanterns up here,” said Mattias, “if the moon isn't shining, you can hardly see the way.”

“Why don't you tell the queen, you have a special connection to her,” replied Halima. “I'm sure she'll listen to your suggestion. On the other hand, maybe we could have just taken a lantern with us.”

But shortly afterwards they reached the front door of the restaurant and Mattias briefly let go of Elin's hand to hold it open for them. Snatches of conversation and quiet laughter emanated from inside and a cosy warmth spread around their faces as they entered. However, just before they did, Mattias noticed some extinguished lanterns next to the door and had to agree with his fiancée.

The innkeeper immediately approached them and greeted his regulars with a smile.

“General Mattias, Lady Halima … nice to welcome you back to my place and I see that this time you have a young companion … hello, little one. Same table as usual, General, and a glass of our best red wine for you both?”

“Gladly, Reik, and a glass of juice for our little Elin, please.”

“Very well.”

The innkeeper invited them to their usual table and picked up the menu from the counter as they passed.

“Unfortunately, we've had to shorten our menu a little because we're also affected by the supply problem,” he said as he handed them both the menu. “So may I suggest fish of various kinds, lobster or a game ragout with freshly picked mushrooms?”

“We're still thinking about it, Reik, please bring us the drinks first,” Mattias replied and turned to Elin, who had just taken a seat next to Halima, looked around curiously and then ran her fingers along the large tablecloth on the round table.

“Are you hungry or not so hungry, Elin?” he asked.

Elin looked up at him and shrugged her shoulders, “I don't know…”

“I already know what we're going to do. Halima, have you chosen yet?”

“The ragout sounds good, I'll have that today.”

“Then I'll have fish today … trout, if available … let's see,” he said as he skimmed the menu, “and an empty plate for Elin. She can have a taste of both of us then, all right, little one?”

Elin nodded hesitantly and looked curiously over at the few other guests.

“Good idea, my darling, I would have suggested that too,” said Halima, putting the menu aside and smiling at Elin.

The landlord brought the drinks and they placed their order. Elin watched and listened carefully, even when the host dished up shortly afterwards and her new parents took a cloth from the table, skilfully unfolded it and placed it over their legs before reaching for the cutlery. Elin followed suit and when Mattias asked what she wanted to try first, she pointed to Halima's plate of game stew, which smelled tempting.

“I like that one.”

Halima slid some of her plate over to Elin's and placed it in front of her.

However, it was a little difficult for the little girl to eat due to the low seating height and when she pushed a forkful into her mouth, some of the sauce dripped down. Elin noticed it immediately and now realised the purpose of the cloth over her legs. She smiled at Mattias, who didn't hesitate for long, stood up with a grin and took one of the higher stools in front of the counter for Elin. Now everything was perfect and the little girl tucked into one delicious piece of meat after another.

Halima and Mattias exchanged mischievous glances.

“I can see you really like it,” he said, “but you'd better take your time with it, Elin. You have to savour this delicious dish.”

Elin nodded vigorously and took a sip from her glass before continuing to eat, but now chewing a little more slowly and to Mattia's satisfaction a little longer.

When they had all finished, he topped up his and Halima's wine and ordered a second glass of juice for the girl.

“Elin,” Halima began, looking at her questioningly, “we were thinking about something today and wondering what you'd think.” She glanced over at Mattias, who immediately understood and continued for her.

“We think it's time you learnt not only reading and writing from Olaf, but also many other exciting things.”

Elin was now curious and asked, “Other exciting things? What do you mean?”

“Well, what the other children your age learn at school. From a real teacher, you know?”

“In a school? What's that? But I don't want to go back to a home like that or something, the other children at the orphanage always looked at me so strangely and teased me. I don't like that.”

“No, no, Elin,” Halima intervened again, “don't worry, a school is something completely different and the teacher keeps an eye on all the children at all times so that they don't do anything like that. The children there are also very different to those at the orphanage and always go home to their parents after lessons in the afternoon. Just like you do when you come home to us. But you can also play with them if you like, that's also something you haven't done before and it's great fun.”

Elin looked at both of them doubtfully and didn't know what to say.

“I'll make you a suggestion, Elin, we'll all go to the school down by the harbour tomorrow and you can have a look around and get to know the teacher at the same time. All right?” said Mattias and signalled to the landlord, who immediately came to him.

“We'd like to pay the bill, please.” Then Mattias turned to Elin again and grinned, “Besides, we have a surprise for you tonight.”

“A surprise?”

“Yes, my dear. I've finished decorating your room today and I hope you like it,” Halima explained and Elin's eyes lit up. “Let's go home and you can think about what we've said in peace, shall we?”

Elin nodded and after Mattias had pressed a few coins into the innkeeper's hand, they left the restaurant.

~~~

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The next morning brought a pleasant surprise for the castle residents when two long covered wagons with a high superstructure drove over the bridge and then came to a rumbling halt on the cobblestones of the castle courtyard. Captain Einar immediately rushed over because of the noise and met the two coachmen, who introduced themselves to him as Snoob's inhabitants and brought supplies for the castle and the capital on behalf of His Highness Kristoff Bjorgmann.

Einar lifted the tarpaulins of both carriages and peered curiously underneath, while the coachmen stood by his side to explain. The first wagon was piled high with sacks of flour, barrels and baskets full of vegetables and all sorts of other food supplies. On the second wagon was mainly cattle feed and many bales of hay. The captain thanked them and immediately summoned some guardsmen, who were not only to look after the two guests and the draught horses, but were also entrusted with distributing the load.

It wasn't actually much and would hardly be enough for everyone, but it was a good start and the bakers in the town would be particularly pleased to receive so much flour. Einar sent for Olina, the cook, to make a selection for the castle kitchen and also sent for Lars and his assistant so that they could get enough fresh straw into the stables. For the captain, catering for the royal castle was the most important thing and he was very pleased with how quickly everything was done as he stood there watching everyone.

It wasn't long before the queen, with her sister at her side, walked down the steps in front of the castle and looked around, partly in joy and partly in amazement.

“Captain Einar, didn't Kristoff come with them? I don't see him or Sven anywhere.”

“As far as I can tell, His Highness only ordered this delivery in Snoob and the coachmen drove everything that was in the collection centre here. They didn't mention anything else, not even a message from him.”

Anna drew her eyebrows together and looked at Elsa.

“I understand that Kai didn't come with them, after all we gave him a holiday with his relatives, but Kristoff should have done his job with this amount of supplies. Is he on holiday in Snoob now too or what is he up to?”

Elsa shrugged her shoulders, “Maybe he's helping Kai with the candidates for the new council, but to be honest, I have no idea what else it could be.”

“Hmm,” Anna said with a brooding face, “so if he doesn't turn up in two days at the latest, I'll send a messenger, believe me.”

“Since you're talking about messengers … look who's coming, Anna!”

She wheeled round, hoping to see Kristoff with Sven after all, but instead Princess Mari of Vesterland was riding into the castle courtyard accompanied by her bodyguard.

Mari spotted them both at the same moment, signalled her guards to dismount and rode right up to the sisters. She then swung skilfully out of the saddle and said, “Hello, my dears!” beaming with joy.

The three of them hugged each other warmly one after the other and Mari immediately began to talk as they all went inside. Mari walked in the middle, her arms casually draped over the sisters' shoulders and in a good mood.

“I see that you have already received a delivery of food, which makes me happy for you. They are still collecting for it everywhere in my kingdom and the wagons should arrive here the day after tomorrow at the latest. I received your letter yesterday, Anna. I'm really sorry about what happened to you outside our castle and you can be sure that the two guards have been severely reprimanded for it. Such behaviour is simply inexcusable! Dad wasn't even at home at the time because he always visits Mum's grave with me that day and I was taking care of your supply problem afterwards.”

“I was thinking something like that, Mari,” said Elsa sympathetically and Anna added, “but I was still pretty angry. To be honest, nothing like this has ever happened to me before.”

“Can you stay here for a few days, Mari? We were both planning to go mushroom picking together again after a long time and it would be nice if you could join us,” Elsa asked, stopping in front of the wide staircase to the first floor, “We could have a relaxed chat about so many things.”

“I'd love to! I haven't done that for so long and I'm sure it would be a lot of fun with you two. But I'd have to ride back on Wednesday at the latest.”

“That's great, I'm really looking forward to it,” said Anna. “Come on, let's go upstairs for a cup of tea and if you're hungry, I'll get Olina to prepare a little something for us.”

“Tea sounds good, but I'm not very hungry yet. The main thing is that the three of us have a cosy time together.”

~~~

Meanwhile, south of Snoob …

Kristoff had had a good night's sleep and thanked Eriksen once again as he got into his wagon and let Sven trot off in the direction of the landing stage. Once there, he recognised a ship with a new name painted on the hull. He read 'ARN Voyager' and was willing to bet that this had been Anna's idea, at least that's how he imagined it.

The Draba was anchored right next to it and as he was about to go on board with Sven while his car was being hoisted over the railing, someone called out to him.

He turned around and recognised Master Fabian, who was standing in the bow of the Voyager and waving down.

“Master Fabian, what are you doing here on the naval base?” Kristoff called up.

“I was just about to ask you the same question, Your Highness. I'm travelling on behalf of the queen and am about to set sail for Corona. And you?” Fabian called out.

“Erm, well … I want to surprise Anna and have decided to sail to Weselton on my own because of the same problem you're travelling for, I suppose.”

“Indeed I am, only in the opposite direction.” Fabian laughed.

“It's quite a long way to Corona, isn't it?”

“Yes, that's true and I reckon it will take me three to four days, depending on the wind.”

“It's only just under two days for me, as Admiral Eriksen told me. Were you also in the fortress overnight?”

“No, I arrived last night on a small sailing boat from Arendelle and then lay down in a hammock right here below deck.”

“I see … well then, have a good trip and good luck in Corona.”

“I wish you the same, Your Highness. We could both do with a bit of luck.”

Kristoff nodded and waved goodbye before boarding the Draba and introducing himself to the captain.

Half an hour later, both ships set sail.

~~~

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