#dilan x reader

[skellyflowers]

Royal Ball 2

Masterlist

Vessel x reader

Sleep will be referred to as “Queen Jeinnv” 

Vessel will be referred to as “Prince Adrian”

II will be referred to as “Prince Roddric”

III will be referred to as “Dilan, Duke of Elderstock”

IV will be referred to as “ Edgard, Duke of Haverlem”

Chapter 2 

The Royal Place is even more grand than I remember. The last time I was here was my father’s  title ceremony. Tonight under the full moon the place is more beautiful. As our carriage pulls closer to the front gates I can hear faint music in the air. As we enter the main entrance my mother makes sure to point out the members of the nobility.

“Remember girls your goal is to marry up not down.” she says as she adjusts her mask. “I need to be sure you are going to be taken care of by a man of means.”

“Darling, you're making them nervous.” my father interjects.

As we stand on the stairs before the ballroom the same panicked feeling starts to return. I try to distract myself with the flowers on the banister. There is a mix of red roses, white chrysanthemums and black charm lilies. Quinn gets my attention with a tap to my shoulder and motions her head to the top of the stairs.

“Look, that's Dilan, Duke of Elderstock and next to him has to be Edgard, Duke of Haverlem!” she whispers.

“How do you know?” I whisper back.

“I doubt that the crowned prince’s best friends would not be here.” She says “Besides, he is the tallest man here.”

We share a giggle as the royal announcer confirms the identity of the masked men we were just talking about. Soon we reach the doors to the ballroom. I see my father give the announcer a card. He then bellows my family’s arrival, as we enter the ballroom.

I try not to notice the eyes that linger on me and my sisters as we enter. I tell myself that the “hard part” is over. I have entered the Ball and have not made a fool of myself. I would be surprised if anyone could hear our announcement over the full orchestra playing. Yet someone does, the only friends we have, Viscount Gray.

The Viscount and his family had been the first to visit after we moved into the manor. His daughter Lucy had become our friend immediately. It was good to see a familiar face. My brothers walk off with the Viscount’s sons to mingle as my sisters, Lucy and I find a table to sit at.

We get little time to chat when suddenly the orchestra stops playing. We look at each other when we hear.

“Her Royal Majesty Queen Jeinnv, Prince Adrian and Prince Roddric!”

At the top of the Ballroom’s entry stairway stood the queen with one Prince each side of her. As the three entered the Ball we bowed as they passed. When the Queen reaches a small thone placed in the room she addresses all the guests.

“My dearest subjects, I thank for joining us tonight to celebrate my son’s birthday.” the crowd starts to cheer. “Tonight we invite you all to drink and be merry. Happy birthday to my son Prince Adrian.”

My father rounds us up to greet the Queen and wish the Prince a happy birthday. When we reach the front of the line I get a better look at the Queen. She is dressed in the royal family colors, black and gold.  Prince Adrian is on her left and Prince Roddric is on her right. The three look otherworldly. Especially because the Queen is the only one without a mask.

“My Queen.” my father says, as he bows to her. “May I present my family. You remember my wife, my two sons and my three daughters.” We all bow as father introduces us. “Happy birthday my Prince.”

Prince Adrian nods his head. It is hard to know what he is looking at under his white and red mask. The mask greatly stands out from his black suit. Prince Roddric is dressed more simply; his mask and suit are both completely black.

“Excellent to see you tonight Baron. I’m glad your family is here with you.” Queen Jeinnv says “How old are your sons Baron?” she then asks.

“I’m 27 and Andrew is 25, my Queen.” Alfred answers.

“Wonderful! It would be good for my sons to have more friends their age. Not just the Dukes.” Both Dukes are nearby and turn toward the Queen when she makes the comment. 

“Only if they can keep up on horseback.” joke Duke Dilan.

Duke Edgard walks over to shake my brother's hands. The four walk off together after the brief introduction. It looks like they are having a successful night so far. The orchestra starts back up when we walk back to our table. We share a drink before a man approaches me and my sisters and asks Quinn if she would like to dance.

“Of course she would!” Mother says “All of you should go dance.”

Her tone lets us know we don’t have much of a choice in the matter. As Quinn walks onto the dancefloor me and Maddie stand together on the sidelines and wait to be invited to dance. Lucy Gray finds us again to tell me and Maddie the gossip about the lord Quinn is with.

I started to think that tonight wouldn’t be so bad. The castle is beautiful, I’m with the people I love, the orchestra is playing and the drinks are flowing. I truly start to relax then a group of men approach us.

“Would you ladies honor us with a dance?”

[nobodies-png]

i really love your young!ienzo x older sibling!reader reaction, and was wondering how KH3 Ienzo would reaction to seeing the reader again after all the years of him being a nobody?

this is starting to become a series lolol but I’m glad you like it !! I wrote his reaction and some other general headcanons for what would happen after their reunion

 here’s part one and part two for those who haven’t read them! 

The only reason Ienzo hasn’t left Radiant Garden to seek you out is entirely because of Aeleus and Dilan urging him to stay, to pick up the pieces after becoming whole again - and so, he stays to help Sora, comforted by the promise of your return. Still, he’s afraid that you might never come back or that you moved on without him, all while his head races with all the things he wants to share. Ienzo might’ve spent most of his life with the other apprentices, but you’re the one that raised and properly guided him all those years age. You are family. He holds you in extreme high regards.

His reaction to finally seeing you after all those years is ugly, unlike his brief reunion with Ansem the Wise. Ienzo has definitely spent nights writing down a proper and organized speech, he’s memorized it and practiced over and gone through it a dozen times with the others. But when he hears your voice? When he sees you standing righ there? Ienzo drops whatever he’s holding and practically throws himself into your arms. He hides his face in your shirt and starts blabbering nonsense through tears and sniffs.

Any attempts at showing you that he’s grown and matured are thrown out the window and it’s like you guys are children again. The only thing you can make out is his constant stream of "I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” and “Please, forgive me” - Ienzo apologizes for being part of Xehanort’s plan, for working under Xemnas, for pretty much existing as a Nobody when he should’ve disappeared instead. But you remind him that he was just a child when it all happened and that you’re just so happy to have your baby brother back.

That’s all Ienzo needs - it’s like you’ve granted him permission to cry. The transition from Nobody to... Well, himself, has been extremely hard on him. Getting used to feelings and how to process them when he was never taught how to in the first place is pretty fucking hard. You hold him until he stops crying, and then squeeze and sway him side to side, the same thing you used to do to get him to laugh as children.

He would still try to give you his speech a few days later, once he’s gotten over the initial excitement and emotion of having you back in his life. But for now, you’ll have to deal with a very excited Ienzo - he wants to know what you’ve been up to, if you’ve been okay, as well as explain his new plans for the gummiphone and all the way’s he’s been helping Sora and the rest. Ienzo doesn’t follow you around 24/7 like he used to (he actually runs off to find you so you can be the first one to learn about his breakthroughs or to act as his personal rubber duck buddy when he’s stuck) but whenever he walks with you, chances are he’ll still hold onto the hem of your shirt or sleeve.

Sometimes, Ienzo might slip and address you the same way he used to when he was young, with shortened versions of your name because he had trouble pronouncing the full thing - it’s very embarrassing for him, he’ll apologize and quickly move on, but please don’t point it out, especially if you want him to keep doing it because it’s very cute. If you point it out to him, he’ll stop and then everybody loses. Ienzo is trying so hard to not fall back to those childish habits of his </3 

It happens on reverse to, so to speak - there will be days when Ienzo might revert back to that cold, judgemental and quiet side from his days as a Nobody. You might even catch a glimpse of his snarky and downright cruel side, mostly when he goes days working on something without breaks (a nasty habit inherited from Even, deffo). This often causes a lot of arguments between you two, something he comes to regret almost immediately because he’s supposed to be one of the good guys now. He’s supposed to know better now. But when you come back hours later, either acting like nothing wrong happened or to talk things out, Ienzo is so relieved because yeah, this is what family does. Shit like this just happens all the time, it doesn’t mean the end of the world. 

[kingdomheartsmarts]

Can we get prompt 5 with Xaldin/Dilan and a reader having anxiety/panic attack?

first prompt back!! i emotionally dumped in this story because life is hell!! i’ve done a prompt similar to this in the past but you know. it’s been two years. so here we go again. i’m making a new masterlist for current stories btw.

i hope you enjoy. leave a tip on kofi!

prompt- “you’re safe. it’s alright; i’m not letting go.”

"safe."

It was too much. Everything was too much. The sound was too much. Everything itched. Everything burns. There was some sort of salt in the eyes that broke the skin, running down the limbs, a painful shiver that burned the muscles. It was scary. It is scary.

Everything was scary everything was going everything was loud- everything was screaming everything is screaming- everything is loud everything is throbbing-

“Hey,”

Warmth cut through. It wasn’t burning. It was warm. It didn’t hurt.

“Can you look at me?”

I can’t move. I couldn’t move. I can’t move. I can’t-

“Come here.” He pulled me, resting my body against his; warmth , grasping my chest, pulling the tightness apart. “Is this alright?”

I think so.

I nod, my muscles tight in my neck.

Dilan hummed as he held me, his hands resting on your back as the warmth and weight floated the pain, a certain soft type of comfort taking the reins. The warmth flooding my tightened chest, unravelling and relaxing as the anxiety untwisted.

“You’re safe,” Dilan whispered, “It’s alright; I’m not letting go.”

I trembled. It hurt. It hurts to panic. It hurts to cry. It hurt to not. Everything was hurting; there was no escape in my body. But there was some sort of peace in his arms. Some sort of comfort. It wasn’t enough but it wasn’t as painful with him here. He couldn’t fix it but he could quell it.

“Is this helping?”

I nodded.

“I’m going to hold you here as long as you need me,” He said, his voice soft.

I hummed in response, pulling myself closer to him, his chest rising and falling soothing me. I was tired. I am tired. I don’t know how to deal with it.

Just crumble. He’s here. You can crumble.

I choked a little, my breath catching in my throat as a sob rose in my throat.

“You can cry. You don’t have to hold it and hurt yourself.”

I broke- a sob painfully cutting through my throat, clutching onto him as I broke; his hands a comforting weight on my back.

“Why does this always happen?” I choked as he sighed, one of his hands stroking my back.

“I don’t have an answer,” He sighed, gently kissing the crown of my head, “but you don’t have to deal with them. You don’t have to deal with this.”

“I don’t have a choice,” I whispered.

“Rest here, for right now. We’ll figure this out together,” He tightened the hug for a moment, reassuring me, “But you don’t have to do this alone. I’m here with you and I’m not letting go. Alright?”

“Alright.”

buy me a coffee!

[kingdomhearts-rewrittenarchive]

So I'm the mood for angst. Really key my heart out if you will. How would the original organization members (1-6) react to their SO dying to protect them? Headcanons are fine just cause I know it's a lot. Please and thank you 💕

ill do my best but i make no promises

Xemnas doesn’t even react as you lay dying. You always made the choice to stick around knowing he didn’t truly care for you, and now you had gone and sacrificed yourself for him. He didn’t ask you to do that, but it seemed a fitting end for a pawn to die for the king.

Xigbar cares, god does he care, but he doesn’t show it. He can’t show that sort of weakness in front of anyone, not even you. He’s got too much at stake. But his heart aches as he watches the life slip from your eyes, begging him to help you and he can’t.

Xaldin doesn’t know what to do. He knew nothing good could come from being involved with a regular human, but he went and did it anyway and now you had gone and gotten your stupid self killed and he was alone. He always said love was a waste and as he watched the blood flow from your split skin, he couldn’t help but blame himself.

Vexen was in near hysterics, working feverishly to stitch you up, begging you not to leave him, too many people had already left him, he couldn’t handle it if you died too. He wasn’t even aware of it when you stopped breathing, never told you how much you meant to him, how much he loved you, and now it didn’t matter.

Lexaeus was already a man of so few words, but now it felt like he  might never speak again. He knelt down, cradling your broken body in his arms as gently as he could, but he could still feel the way you pulled away from him in pain. Even if he could find the will to speak, he wouldn’t know what to say anyway. It was his fault you had gotten hurt, and now he would have to live with that guilt.

Zexion was filled with cold dread, staring at you with apathy born from confusion. There was no way you could die, not now, not after he had taken the risk and let you in. What was he supposed to do? He knelt down beside you, listening to your ragged breaths, and brushed the blood soaked hair from your face, leaving behind a smear of crimson. He could see the life slowly slipping from your eyes, but couldn’t find the words he needed to beg you to stay.

idk that these are as heart-wrenching as you were hoping for but i didn’t want to go all out hardcore like i do with the usual scenarios. it would definitely have gotten out of hand lol

[simpleandsanctuary]

this is a new imagine blog that i’ve just started like, today. some of you ma recognize my style from other places that shall not be mentioned. this is essentially a new start.

so you can call me luna and i’ll hopefull be doing headcanons, matchups, and scenarios for all our kingdom hearts baes.

please read the rules before requesting. i won’t write for ones that don’t fit the rules sorrynotsorry

[cadday]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Kingdom Hearts Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Xigbar (Kingdom Hearts), Braig (Kingdom Hearts), Dilan (Kingdom Hearts), Xaldin (Kingdom Hearts), Even (Kingdom Hearts), Vexen (Kingdom Hearts), Ienzo (Kingdom Hearts), Zexion (Kingdom Hearts), Aeleus (Kingdom Hearts), Lexaeus (Kingdom Hearts), Ansem the Wise | DiZ, Xehanort (Kingdom Hearts), Luxu (Kingdom Hearts) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Fix-It, Found Family, Luxu is a dick, braig has ptsd, braig-centric, Braig save the worlds, or tries too, Angst, Feels, ienzo is a good kid, maybe romance later, maybe not, Trauma, Trauma Induced Amnesia, Hearts remember Summary:

'He’s not sure how long it’s been. He remembers, or at least his heart and what’s left of him does, that he should be fighting back. But he’s too tired most days and fighting hurts. '

Braig is desperate, it's been dark for so long. Ending it seems like the best option but he's not sure how. It was never his intention to go back but now that he's hear he's got to change things. Now if he could just remember what those things were.

[square-enix-headcanons]

may i get headcanons for lea and kairi and how they'd react to a f!reader who ends up training alongside them to be a guardian, and how their relationships develop? platonic for kairi, platonic-to-romantic for lea, and how they'd be as a trio? please and thanks! C:

Coming right up~

Kairi is thrilled!

Hey, she likes Lea and all, but it’s nice to be able to hang out with someone else, too, you know?

(And, while she won’t admit it, she was a bit worried that she’d end up holding Lea back; while he may not be trained with a keyblade, he does have far more battle experience than Kairi does! So another newbie helps her relax)

So, in general, she’s mostly excited and curious

Lea, on the other hand, is surprisingly awkward at first

He wonders how much about his past you might know. Sure, it’s not a secret, but that doesn’t mean he wants to go tell everyone about it

“Hey, nice to meet ya, I’m Lea. By the way, I spend the last couple of years as the assassin of a seriously sketchy organization, and abducted Kairi over there for a bit.” is… not something he’d like to start with

(At least that’d help you get him memorized…)

However, when you start, he finds out you don’t really know anything (yet)

He’s kinda relieved, and relaxes a lot more with you pretty quickly

When training, you’ve got several options: A battle royale of everyone against everyone; two vs one; and, what you do most of the time, two of you training and the third watching and correcting any mistakes

Outside of training, there’s never a dull moment

Sometimes, you just relax together and eat some ice cream (wherever Lea actually gets that from - no stores in this world)

Other times, you go on a small adventure, usually led by Kairi, to explore the place you’re at

Or you play games together, be that playing catch, truth or dare, or something else entirely

And sometimes, you just sit together and talk for a while - About your childhoods, about the upcoming battle, about what you want to do afterwards…

After a while, you start noticing that Lea tends to be rather… Vague about quite a bit of stuff

He does talk about wanting to bring back his friend Roxas, but he never goes into details how they met or anything like that

And if you ask directly, he tends to avoid the question or change topics

Another thing you notice is that Lea starts being a bit flirtier, especially with his questions during truth or dare

(Kairi notices and immediately decides to play wingwoman in some subtle and some not-so-subtle ways)

It’s mostly a joke at first, something to pass the time, y’know?

But eventually, you do notice how your heart beats faster when Lea’s around or touching you, and sometimes, you can see Lea blush when you smile or wink at him

It’s then when Lea sometimes starts behaving… Weird. Until now, he was pretty relaxed and always up for some joking around, but now, he sometimes gets awkward and looks like he wants to say something, but backs out in the last moment

Until one night; you’re sitting there stargazing, while Kairi’s already gone to bed

“Hey, uh… There’s something I gotta tell you.”

You’re probably more than a little bit worried

Lea starts explaining his past; you’d obviously heard about the Organization, but you hadn’t known that Lea had been part of it

There’s a moment of silence once he’s finished

“So… Why did you tell me?”

At the question, Lea gets kinda flustered (and is very glad you didn’t just leave)

“Well, I was thinking about asking you out, and figured you deserve to know this stuff before you say yes.”

He’s trying to play it cool, but his face is almost the same color as his hair

Absolutely overjoyed when you do agree on a date!

(Not like there’s much special to do around here, but still. The two of you know.)

[one-sky-imagines]

Hey! Vexen, Xigbar, Lexaeus and Xaldin having a crush on a female s/o who is artistic? Bonus points if They find her sketchbook and see a sketch of them in it! What’s their reaction?

aaaa i’m so glad to have a request for the dad gang,, and such an adorable one too!! thank you for stopping by, considermeafriend!~

Vexen

- Vexen’s crush on you would come entirely out of the blue. As a man who lives by the fundamentals of science, he rarely had time for the arts - and then you came along. Catching you doodling nature when the two of you went on walks and documenting new Heartless that excited you opened up a new avenue of expression for the Chilly Academic, and he’s considered more than once buying a set of charcoals to try his hand at sketching. If he was to find your sketchbook, left clumsily on the large windowsill in the library the two of you frequented, it’d take far more willpower than he had not to open it - his curiosity always gets the better of him. He took longer than he’d admit staring at your drawings, flicking through the pages incredibly carefully, but, without a doubt, the page he stayed on the longest was the small portrait of him. His face was completely red when he closed the book, and he never quite decided whether to confess to you what he’d seen.

Xigbar

- Between schemes and beating up Heartless, Xigbar’s never had any time to learn much about art - but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have an opinion on most of it. He’s seen a vast array of arts in the worlds he’s visited, from the grand architecture of Olympus to the colourful mosaics in the Kingdom of Corona, but he’s always had a soft spot for smaller, more personal pieces. What piqued his interest about you was your attention to detail when something caught your eye - you’d spend hours upon hours trying to project what you had in your mind onto paper, and he both respected and was intrigued by that - you were beautiful, especially when you drew. Of course, given the first chance to take a look at your drawings for longer than the few seconds you allowed him to look over your shoulder, he’d take it. Seeing a study into the way he moved on the battlefield, complemented by little scribbles of “HOW DOES HE STAY UP THERE?” and “LEGS SHOULDN’T DO THAT” had him in hysterics. 

Lexaeus

- Lexaeus has always been pulled towards people who can step back, observe and process the information in front of them - it’s what he did as a Guard, and it’s what you do as an artist. Unlike most people, Lexaeus’s first impressions of you were very high - he’s often put off by the coarse personalities of his comrades, but you’re a lot different. They only kept getting better; he enjoys your quiet but intellectual company, and he appreciates your artistic ability not to judge a book by its cover. The two of you have spent a lot of time, sitting somewhere scenic, enjoying the breeze and the sound of your pencils and paints brushing against your paper. The Silent Hero has a great respect for your personal space despite his feelings, so the only way he’d happen upon a drawing of him in your sketchbook would be that you’d left it open on that page - he’d be completely dumbfounded that you’d decided to place your talents into sketching him. 

Xaldin

- Xaldin’s interest in the arts is something he keeps very close to him - he’s got a tough outer shell that spurs people to look the other direction, most of the time, but when he passed by you in the castle and complemented your technique, you decided to press him for the types of things he likes to draw. It turns out Xaldin’s keenness to experiment also applies to his art - his styles and mediums are all over the place, and his room is full of watercolours, chalks, paints, and inks. Naturally, you shared your creations with him, too, but you didn’t expect him to flick through the entire book, landing right on the page where you’d drawn him sitting across from you. He was more flustered than you were to see it - something that you did not expect - but he was thankful nonetheless. In return, he offered to paint your portrait, and he expressed more patience and care in his work than you’d seen from anyone else, ever.

[keybladeswar]

Midnight Waltz (Xaldin x Reader)

Words: 2220

Warnings: None

Summary: You’re not a princess and he’s not a prince, but you share a dance anyway.

Author’s Note: Okay I’m not even a Xaldin stan but like... I’m proud of this. As always, please like and reblog if you enjoyed this, and find my other works here.

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You leaned against the brick wall, twirling one of the strings of your coat around your fingers. Day 5 of this mission and you’d yet to see anything out of the ordinary.

Well, that’s not exactly true. Until coming to this world, you’d never seen a talking clock or candlestick. But as for anything that might jeopardize the mission, there was nothing. You’d much rather have Xaldin’s job, you thought. He basically had to be the devil on the Beast’s shoulder, convince him to give into doubt and his dark thoughts. Based on the amount of roaring and crashing you’d heard from the West Wing and from the girl, Belle’s, lack of appearances these days, you assumed things were going according to plan. Not that Xaldin would actually tell you. The strong and silent type, he’d hardly spoken two words to you the entire time you’d been a part of the Organization, and both of those words had happened on this mission.

You missed having missions with Larxene or even Axel. You and Larxene would always trash talk the other members, and Axel could take your sarcasm and throw it right back. With Xaldin, there was no point even trying. The first night, you’d tried to crack a joke, only to have him glare at you in silence. Didn’t he know how to have fun? These missions could get so repetitive; you needed some way to keep it interesting.

Somewhere, a clock chimed midnight and you pushed off the wall and tucked your hands in your pockets. Time to swap guard points. You jogged up the cobblestone steps and entered the foyer of the castle. You greatly preferred this castle than the one the Organization lived in; even though it was dark and dreary, it felt much more lived in than your own. You admired the plush carpet, the ornate ceilings, and the delicately carved gargoyles. Your favorite room, though, was the least dark — the ballroom. Though you were meant to stay in the foyer for an hour, you couldn’t resist the urge. You headed up the stairs and entered the ballroom.

You’d never admit it to anyone, but as a little girl, back when you were a Somebody, you’d daydreamed of being a princess, of dancing with a handsome prince in a ballroom much like this one. You could still picture the perfect dress too — a deep red with a skirt that flared out when you twirled.

You sighed. As far-fetched as that dream was then, it was even less likely now. Some dreams, you supposed, were meant to stay that way.

You slowly walked to the middle of the room, your shoes echoing loudly. Though you knew you were alone, you scanned the room and then, so quick that you could pretend it didn’t happen, you twirled. And then you did it again. And then you were dancing, waltzing around the room the way you used to do in your childhood bedroom, your arms out as if draped over an imaginary prince. You couldn’t help but laugh. You knew you looked ridiculous, but it’s not like anyone would ever find out.

Or so you thought.

You were so wrapped up in your fantasy that you didn’t notice the dark corridor open in front of you. When you spun, you crashed right into Xaldin. You stumbled back a few steps, and once you realized what happened, you felt the blood drain from your face.

You had a reputation to uphold; you were sarcastic, sure. You liked to joke around, but when it came to actually revealing anything about yourself, you were cold-hearted (figuratively of course). You were the type to roll your eyes when one of the other members showed some semblance of their previous emotions. You never showed fear or concern, no matter the circumstances. You slashed through enemies like you were cutting cake. When Larxene never returned from Castle Oblivion, you simply shrugged and went on with your day. If anyone found out that you were dancing around a ballroom like some lovestruck girl, you’d never live it down.

“How much of that did you see?” You asked in a quiet voice. God, I’m an idiot. Why did I do that?

“You weren’t at your post,” Xaldin said, ignoring your question. “I thought something had happened.”

“No, everything’s fine. But I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone about... this.” You gestured to your surroundings vaguely. Xaldin simply stared at you, again giving you no response. You clapped your hands together. “Right, then. I’ll be going then.” You turned away, trying to keep your usual pace as you walked away, though you wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

“I didn’t know you liked to dance.” His voice was low and gruff, and if it weren’t for the echo you probably wouldn’t have heard it. But as it was, you paused.

“I don’t,” you said immediately. “I was just messing around.” Your tone was harsher than it needed to be, and you knew it, so you slipped into your typical persona as you turned around. With a smirk, you said, “I mean, what’s a girl to do in a big ole place like this? I’m bored. You might be having fun whispering sweet nothings into the Beast’s ear, but if you haven’t noticed, the only thing I have to talk to around here is the flatware. And I’m not too keen on the fact that they can talk back.”

Xaldin didn’t answer.

Maybe it was your embarrassment and frustration from getting caught, but this time it pushed you over the edge. “Why don’t you ever talk? I’ve tried to talk to you so many times on this mission and you’ve hardly said two words. I think tonight’s the first time you’ve spoken a full sentence. And, what, it was just to reprimand me for not being at my post? And then mock me for something I thought I was doing in private?”

“I wasn’t mocking you.”

“Then what were you doing? Because considering how embarrassed I was that you saw me, it sure seemed like you were.” You crossed your arms and glared at him. After a moment’s silence, you rolled your eyes. “And you’re not going to answer. Typical. I’m going to my post now. I can’t wait till this hell of a mission is over.” Not wanting to spent a second longer in the room, you opened a dark corridor and stepped through.

As you returned to your post, you took several deep breaths to try to calm down. You were acting ridiculous and you didn’t understand why. You always kept your cool. Even as you were yelling you didn’t know why you were doing it. Why did it matter if Xaldin wouldn’t talk to you? Why did it matter if he did mock you? It wouldn’t be the first time someone had and it likely wouldn’t be the last.

You couldn’t continue to dwell on it though, as you heard a large crash on the other side of the door leading to the courtyard. You drew your weapon and headed outside.

The circle of gargoyles that you’d admired earlier had apparently come to life — but unlike the forks and dishes, these didn’t look too friendly. “Heartless,” you muttered. You dashed toward the nearest one, bringing your weapon down on its head. A small crack appeared, but it didn’t seem to slow it down. The heartless raised its ax and you dove out of the way just in time.

You needed to assess the situation but you didn’t have time. You’d never encountered heartless like these before; you didn’t know the best way to take them out.

Not knowing what else to do, you leapt at the heartless again, slicing and chopping at them. You leapt and ducked, avoiding the most fatal swings as they surrounded you. You managed to bury your weapon in one’s chest, and it disappeared. Before you could turn to the next one, though, a harsh blow to the back sent you flying to the ground. You groaned and rolled over, managing to kick the attacker away long enough to get to your feet. You had yet to regain your balance when another heartless lunged at you, and you stumbled backwards.

“Shit,” you hissed as you realized you’d been backed into a corner. You summoned a streak of lightning, taking out a couple more, but you were still surrounded.

Then, they were gone. Just like that.

Wide-eyed and panting, you looked up to find Xaldin where the heartless had just been.

Wordlessly, he held out a potion. You took it and gulped it down, wincing at the bitter taste. Within seconds, the aches and pains that had been plaguing your body were gone.

“I could’ve handled it,” you said. You handed the empty bottle back to his awaiting hand and brushed past him, heading back toward the castle’s entrance.

“I’m aware.”

“Then why jump in?” You asked. “I’m not a princess, okay. I’m not some damsel in distress that needs saving.” You found that looking at him was just fueling your anger again, so you turned away, instead looking up at the stars shining overhead. You heard him move behind you but kept your head tilted upward.

His next words surprised you. “I’m sorry.”

You blinked. This time you did look at him. He’d moved closer and was standing beside you, his gaze also lifted to the sky. “What?” You were confused.

“It seems I keep offending you, no matter what I do.”

“I’m not—“ you began to argue but drifted off. He was right. You sighed. “It’s not your fault. I’m not myself tonight. So I’m... the one who’s sorry.” The words felt strange on your tongue. When was the last time you’d apologized for something?

A silence fell over you again and you felt the need to fill it. Before you could think too much about it, you began talking about what happened in the ballroom. “I was embarrassed. I don’t do things like that. I don’t have time for silly fantasies. But standing in there reminded me of a when I was a kid. I wanted to be a princess. Complete with the dress and the prince and the happily ever after. It’s so stupid saying it out loud. And then to have you see me acting that way... I panicked.” You couldn’t believe you were saying these things aloud. To Xaldin of all people. Or maybe that’s why you were saying them. Xaldin was quiet. He minded his own business. You never knew what was going on in his head, what kind of secrets he held. Maybe if he kept all his locked away, he wouldn’t share yours either.

Standing there with him, the night sounds surrounding you, you felt... comforted. Your anger had washed away, replaced with a peacefulness you hadn’t felt in a long time.

“I wasn’t mocking you,” Xaldin said. “About the dancing. I was trying to start a conversation.”

“You were?”

He nodded. “What you said about me not talking... I realized it, too. And when I saw you weren’t at your post, I wasn’t angry. I was worried that something had happened to you. Once I knew that you were safe, that you were still here, I wanted to try.”

You weren’t expecting that confession. He was worried about you? Why? “You wanted to try what?” You asked.

“Getting to know you,” Xaldin replied. “You see, Y/n, I’ve always been intrigued by you.”

A shiver went through you as he said your name. You didn’t think he’d ever said it before. But you liked it.

What was happening tonight? To hide these strange feelings, you laughed. “What’s so intriguing about me?”

You made eye contact. “Everything.”

Your breath hitched. You didn’t know what to say. All the ghosts of your emotions came fluttering back, and it had been so long that you’d forgotten what to do with them.

“Y/n, would you like to dance with me?” Xaldin held his gloved hand out, never releasing your gaze.

Your stomach twisted. Every instinct told you to laugh it off, to smack his hand away, to accuse him of mocking you. But something deep in your chest was only pulling you closer.

You took his hand.

He led you to the middle of the courtyard, the full moon illuminating you. He placed his other hand on your hip, and took a step forward. You followed his lead and the two of you began moving. It was awkward at first as you learned each other’s movement, but you soon got the hang of it, and the two of you glided across the cobblestones as if your feet weren’t even touching the ground. And then your feet really weren’t touching the ground, as Xaldin used his wind powers to lift you slightly into the air. You began to laugh as you drifted higher and higher, looking down at the world below you in amazement.

When you looked back up, you found Xaldin gazing intently at you. His eyes flickered to your lips and then back up. And then, silently as ever, his lips were on yours.

You were no princess. And he was certainly no prince. But maybe your dream had come true anyway.

[okkoesu]

LIST AU TOKREV!

SHUG [bajifuyu]

Serba Serbi Fan Accout

One Tweet [drakey]

Seberapa Pantas [kokonui]

Marigold [kokonui]

Responding to: their exes calling them 'sayang?' after their breakup

Daily Chat [sanrin]

Sick [kakuiza]

Rating panggilan dari kak Ran [ran x reader]

Jakarta Manji

Lika liku Sanzu as Ketua Kelas dan Rindou as Wakil Ketua Kelas [sanrin]

APODEIXI [kokonui]

Responding to: 'aku mau selingkuh'

Berpisah Itu Mudah [bajitora] #oneshot

Dimana Kajut Berada? [bajitora/harem!kazutora]

Seberapa Pantas [kokonui] (beda versi)

Baji as Boyfriend [bajitora]

Pluie (rain) [bajifuyu]

It's You [drakey] 🔞

Friendshit [drakey]

Mengejarmu Till Jannah [bajifuyu]

Short Au [haitanis x takemichi]

Fight [drakey] #onetweet

PIJAR

Untuk, Baji Keisuke #oneshot

Tingkah Chifuyu Kalau Mabok [bajifuyu] #onetweet

Ran meriang alias merindukan kasih sayang [ransuya] #oneshot

Responding to: 'maaf ya, aku dijodohin'

The Moon is Beautiful isn't it? [bajifuyu]

Sunkissed [kokonui]

Montir Cantik Pencuri Hati [mitsunui]

Knit & Fix [mitsunui]

Inupi kecil dan galak ketinggalan [mitsunui] #onetweet

Cinta mah boong, sange mah tulus [mitsunui] #onetweet

Anak SMA baper jalur ngingetin absen sama zoom [bajitora] #twotweets

Be My Mistake [kokonui]

About the hand that starts to lose its warmth [bajifuyu] #oneshot

Brainrot [kokonui]

Brainrot (2) [kokonui]

Bidai Alibi [kokonui] #oneshot🔞

Loyal Dog [maisan] 🔞

Draken nge-rate "pap" dari Mikey [drakey]

Day 5 [kokonui]

Way Out [kokonui] 🔞

1998 [akashin] #oneshot ⚠️

Perkara Cuci Beras [akashi shiblings] #onetweet

Baji Keisuke as Kapten Basket

Until I Heard You Sing [seishu x reader]

Fanwar [hankisa]

Rendezvous [hanran] #oneshot 🔞

GLISSENDO

Trio Kwek Kwek [seishu, chifuyu, senju siblings]

Pura Pura Wibu [bajifuyu]

Apapun untuk Sano Manjiro [drakey]

Kelakuan Draken kalau lagi tipsy malah confess ke tetangganya [drakey]

Kiss Me, not Her [drakey] (kinda 🔞)

Tentang Mikey kecil yang selalu mencoba mendapatkan perhatian dari Draken [drakey]

Look at Me Behind [bajimai]

Tuan [takashi x reader]

Baji sama Koko ngide bikin cimol #twotweets

Ketos Waketos [drakey]

Manjiro's Diary

Pengalihan Isu [bajifuyu] #onetweet

Hide and Seek [rinzu] 🔞

Tentang sano manjiro si anak bandel bersertifikat launties, yang hijrah ingin menjadi homo secara syar'i demi mengejar cinta si mas ganteng [drakey] #twotweets

Study Dates [kokonui] #oneshot

Another Side of Sano Manjiro [drakey]

Lovers in the Night [hankisa] #oneshot 🔞

Valentine [kokonui] #twotweets

Perkara Foto Mirip [baifuyu ft kokonui]

Suatu Hari di Semesta Lambe Toman [kokonui ft bajitora]

Perkara Emma Lagi Dapet [drakemma]

Disindir sama orang? Skakmat lah sampe orangnya deactivate dan ngilang karena malu [kokonui]

"Blob blob blob" [drakey]

Keep Up With The HEYS

14 Days For Yuzuha [mitsuzuha]

I Belong To You [shintake]

Can You Find Me? [drakey]

Truth or Truth [drakey]

Mikey suka tidur [drakey] #onetweet

Trouble Maker & Ketua Osis [kakuiza]

SANTIAGO DE CHILE 1988 [kakuiza] #oneshot 🔞

Pesan Dan Ungkapan [kakuiza] #oneshot

Izana lucky fans? [kakuiza] #onetweet

Beberapa hal yang sulit dibuka [bajifuyu]

Carrd for Inupi [kokonui]

Hari Persahabatan Sedunia [kokonui]

Crackheads [sanrin]

Mikey cuma mau cerita bukan ngerusak hubungan orang lain [drakey]

Haruchiyo, ketakutan, pertanyaan, beserta keinginannya [santake]

Kecil Bersama, Lulus Bersama

Prima [ran x reader]

Anak baru kenal [bajifuyu]

Matsuno Chifuyu terkejut terheran-heran [senfuyu] #twotweets

Movie date ala Shinichiro [shinui]

GWS Koko dan Baji [senfuyu, bajifuyu, kokoakane] #onetweet

Cubit [kokonui] #onetweet

Jadi pesan buat Ran, jangan kepedean [ranmitsu ft rankazu] #onetweet

Eh? lol [bajifuyu ft senfuyu]

Bukan Dilan Tapi Koko [kokonui]

lanjut ke sini!

[atomic-taco-muffin]

This is a request the next part of the Ienzo x childhood friend reader saga? It takes place a few months later, Hannah and Jason find Lily/Miranda again. Now that Hannah and Jason know the truth they try to convince Lily/Miranda to be good. The plot of this part is basically this song since it's hard to describe ( https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wG7zyvXhl8M&feature=youtu.be ) (Hannah and Jason as the Hero character in the song and Lily as the villain character) or they basically be like Lumine and Aether from a Genshin (Lily/Miranda like Abyss princess Lumine and Hannah and Jason like Aether)

here’s the song:

Hannah and Jason went to the different worlds with you and Ienzo in hopes of finding Miranda. You were about to give up when one world came to mind.

“The graveyard,” you said. 

“The graveyard? Isn’t that place forbidden after the war?” Ienzo asked. 

“It’s the only place that makes sense.” 

“Alright. If you say so.” 

~Le Time Skip~

You and your family arrived at the Keyblade Graveyard and began your search for your lost daughter. As you wee searching, your twins felt someone grab them and was pulled somewhere else. 

“Um, (Y/N). Where are the kids?” Ienzo asked. 

“Huh?” You turned around and saw that they were missing. 

“Who took the kids?! Miranda! Miranda where are you?!” you shouted. Meanwhile, the twins had no idea where they were. They looked around and only saw dead Keyblades stuck in the ground.

“So, you two are my siblings apparently.” The twins looked towards the voice and saw Miranda there in the flesh. 

“Miranda!” they said.

“Actually, the name’s Lily. And I’m here to make sure that you two don’t interfere with my father’s plans.” 

“Xehanort is not your father. You said it yourself that we’re your siblings and it’s true!” Jason said.

“Please, just come home with us! Mom and dad miss you so much!” Hannah said.

“We’ll see about that,” Lily said. The twins gasped as a group of Heartless were summoned behind her. “Now then. Let’s see who’s stronger!” 

Before she went to attack the twins, she was grabbed by none other than...

“Uncle Aeleus! Uncle Dilan!” Hannah and Jason said. 

“What?!” Lily asked. She tried to fight against their grip but they were too strong. 

“That’s enough, Miranda,” you said as you walked over to her. 

“Mom!” Jason and Hannah said. You walked over to Lily and knelt down to her height.

“Miranda. I know you’re in there,” you said.

“I’m not Miranda. I’m Lily now let me go!”

“Miranda. You are my daughter. You are also Jason and Hannah’s sister. You have my blood running through your veins.”

“I am not your stupid daughter. Just let me go!”

“Yes you are. You’ve always been my daughter and you always will be.” After much convincing, Miranda started crying.

“Mom?” she asked.

“Hi, sweetie,” you said. Dilan and Aeleus let Miranda go and she hugged you tight.

“I’m so sorry,” she sobbed.

“Shh, it’s okay. It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t know,” you said. After defeating Xehanort, you and your family headed home to live your normal lives together

[skellyflowers]

Royal Ball

Masterlist

Vessel x reader

Sleep will be referred to as “Queen Jeinnv” 

Vessel will be referred to as “Prince Adrian”

II will be referred to as “Prince Roddric”

III will be referred to as “Dilan, Duke of Elderstock”

IV will be referred to as “ Edgard, Duke of Haverlem”

We were a noble family. Not very high ranked but still we are part of the nobility. My father is known as the “New Money Baron'' by other noble families. My father was given his new title directly by Her Majesty Queen Jeinnv. For his diligent work in The Litchgrave Botanical Garden, Her Majesty’s private gardens. My father was able to save the Queen’s favorite Wisteria tree grove from root rot. After rescuing the trees She named my father Baron of Hazelvale.

The new position gave my father a pension, a manor house and full time staff. It was like a dream come true. I was no longer the middle daughter of a gardener, I was the middle daughter of a Baron. My mother wasted no time getting all manner of tutors, instructors and seamstress for me, my two sisters and my two brothers. We were to be educated and dressed like the family of a Baron. 

All of my siblings had found a niche. Both of my brothers, Alfred and Andrew, were excellent at horse riding and hunting. My eldest sister Quinn was as graceful as a swan when she danced. My younger sister Maddie was the next great poet of our time. I had found my love of the piano and reading. And my mother was glad to have someone to watch the twins Thomas and Alice. They're only 10 years old.

It had only been a month of being named Baron before an invitation from the Queen arrived at our front door. It was an invitation to a ball to celebrate Prince Adrian’s birthday. The ball will be in two weeks under the full moon. All members of the nobility were invited and the high ranking lords.

After my father read the invitation out loud my mother set off to find the greatest dance instructors and dressmakers in the whole kingdom. For me and my siblings each day for the next two weeks would be spent being fitted for clothes, learning to waltz, the rules of fine dining or sleeping.

When the actual night of the ball came the house was a frenzy of activity. The staff were helping in every way they could. They were helping us dress, fixing our hair, applying makeup and getting the carriage ready.

“Mother, is all of this really needed?” Asked Quinn. All three of us are in floor length gowns, opera gloves and corsets. Quinn is in a champagne dress, Maddie in sky blue and my dress is lilac. “We are going to a masked ball after all.”

“My children will be the envy of everyone at the ball.” Mother declared. “This night is not just about dressing up and having fun. It is your debut in society and a chance for all of you to make powerful connections.”

“Mommy we want to go too!” cried Alice.

“When you're older and ready to climb the ladder of society my little loves. Tonight is about your brothers and sisters.”

“Your mother is right.” said my father as we walked into the main entryway. “I have it on good authority that the Queen is using the ball to find wives for Prince Adrian and Prince Roddric.” We all fall quiet as the father continues. “I also know that Her Majesty has invited some foreign nobility too.”

I breakout in a cold sweat. I can’t help the sudden feeling of dread. My sisters have always been social butterflies. And now hearing how much is riding on tonight makes me think I am going to be sick. Maddie noticed my slow building panic and put her hand in mine. I take a slow deep breath.

“Your carriage is ready Baron.”  called one of the staff members.

“Excellent! Let us head off family.”

And with that declaration my parents, brothers, sisters and I head off to the ball. We say goodbye and good night to Alice, who is still pouting, and Thomas who is nearly asleep. As the carriage pulls away from the manor I can't help but to think about how much my life has changed. I’m on my way to a Royal Ball.

[jessevans]

I've always be yours

Pairing: pre-war!bucky barnes x reader

Words: no idea

Warnings: fluff

A/N: Okay... First I would like to apologize for my English. That it is not my first language. And that I "learned" by myself, so, I already apologize. And second, I'm extremely nervous about posting this one shot? that I wrote five years ago, so e nice with me haha. Anyway, I hope you guys like it. Feedback it's always welcome..

It was a hot summer day in Brooklyn where the three childhood friends, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers and Y/N were bored and heated.

"Oh my God. I can't take this heat anymore! Nothing I do seems to do any good. Look! I'm practically soaked with my own sweat!."Y/N said sitting in the middle of the two boys who had a small smile from the corner of their mouths when they saw the girl trying refresh herself with a bottle of water.

"I think that only a beach would solve your problem Y/N." Steve said cluelessly that he had just said everything Y/N wanted to hear.

"YES! Rogers, you are a genius! Come on guys, I'm going to make a picnic basket, Bucky you and Steve are in charge of getting the umbrella, the ball and everything else." Y/N said jumping off the couch and running excitedly to the kitchen to prepare snacks and everything else.

Bucky in particular was not so euphoric to go to the beach, but the truth is, he was completely in love with Y/N since the moment he saw that little girl of only 7 years old with those big Y/C/E eyes completely furious because Dilan Craig was hitting little Steve, and she couldn't bear to see a boy almost the size of a bear hurt the poor boy, so she decided take care of that, with her own hands. 

Bucky was completely in love when he saw the way she helped Steve get up off the floor, and the way she tried to tame without caring much her long, full, messy curly hair after rolling on the floor with Dilan and showing what happens to a bully. After that, Bucky decided that he needed her in his life, making the three of then inseparable ever since.

Over the years, Bucky has become one of the most handsome boys in the neighborhood and attracting many young ladies. Steve with his poor health was always a little aside when it came to girls, like he always said he was looking for the right girl to marry. Y/N was no longer that awkward and shy little girl, she became a beautiful young woman that wherever she arrived, stole the whole attention. 

And that didn't go unnoticed by Bucky, he knew very well that what he felt for Y/N was much more than a simple friendship. And that feeling was much more special than he had ever felt for any other girl. But seeing the beautiful woman that Y/N has became he couldn't help thinking that she deserved more than a simple boy from Brooklyn, so he choose to leave his feelings for himself.

That’s why he always did everything to be close to her, and she wouldn't like it any other way, because secretly she carried the same feelings for him. But just like him, seeing all the beautiful girls who threw themselves at his feet, she couldn't help but to think that she would never be good enough, that one day he would choose her. BUCKY!

- "BUCKY!" Steve passed his hands in front of Bucky's eyes to get his attention - "Huh? What?" - "You were far away, huh ... Maybe thinking about a certain girl? - "Don't even start, I wasn't thinking about Y/N" - "I wasn't talking about Y/N" Steve smirked. - "Shut up!" turned his back, knowing he had been caught. - "Hey, come back here, I can't carry all this my myself!"

*******

- "Ah, this will be great! it feels like forever since we've been on the beach!" Y/N said excitedly walking between the two boys - "I think you are making us carry a lot of junk. I bet it will rain." Bucky said carrying all the heaviest things. - "No, It won't.!It won't. Stop talking like that!" Y/N said putting the sunscreen in her bag, totally excited - "Come on boys, run!" Y/N running when she spotted the beach, leaving the two behind - "Is she seriously telling us to run? She knows we're carrying all the weight, right?!" Steve said carrying the heavy picnic basket that Y/N prepared. - "Don't be so soft, Punk." Bucky said smiling. - "I'm not soft, Jerk!"

*******

- "Ah, so much better!" Y/N said settling under the umbrella with the two boys. - "It didn't solve much for me, doll. It's still hot." Bucky said not missing the chance to tease the girl. - "Simple. If it's hot just go for a swim, that's why we came to the beach, Buchanan." Y//N said knowing that Bucky hated being called by his middle name - "I will go in one minute." Y/N says. - "No, you won't! Did you forget what happened last time?" Bucky said looking at the girl who rolled her eyes. - "Bucky, it's been 10 years and you still insist on reminding me of it." - "It doesn't matter, you won't go swim alone!" said Bucky firmly to Y/N who didn't like to be contradicted at all. - "Cool, I want a milk shake! Will you guys want the usual?" Steve asked getting up and cleaning his shorts. - "Yes" said the other two. - "Ok." Steve said turning towards the ice cream shop.

- "Why do you insist on treating me like a child?" Y/N said mad at what Bucky had said. - "And why are you so stubborn? Do you know that you don't know how to swim and you want to go alone in the water?" - "Then come with me!" - "Later. Come here, I don't like to have these fights with you" Bucky said pulling her close to him and wrapping her in his arms. A little smile appears on Y/N face. - "Simple, stop acting like an asshole." a mischievous smile on her face when she says it, very close to Bucky's face getting a laugh from him. - "You are incorrigible, doll."  - "That's what they say" smiles the girl

But the moment in they little bubble of happiness is interrupted by none other than Dolores who everyone know as Dot. Dot is one of the most desired girls in the neighborhood and with the worst reputation one of the ex-Bucky’s little cases who didn't seem to know what "we're done" means.

- "Hello James, interesting to meet you here" she said sitting next to Bucky completely ignoring the presence of Y/N. - "Hi Dot. Yeah, It was Y/N idea. Right now we were talking about taking a dip, right doll-" - "Ah, I would love to! Come on, Bucky!" said Dot pulling the boy before he could make an excuse. - "Er... Ah, you know what...I forgot we just had lunch, Steve is just now buying ice cream because we forgot to bring dessert."

Y/N who was sitting there tired of rolling her eyes because Dot, decided to go for a walk near the rocks that were nearby. She couldn't stand to see the redhead caressing Bucky's arm and chest and he didn't doing nothing to stop it. In her mind she certainly had no chance to compete with Dolores' beauty. Little did she know that for Bucky, she was one in a million.

- "Bucky, I think I'm going to take a walk near the rocks, there is a horrible smell in the air that is making me sick." said the girl, standing up and referring to Dot's very strong imported perfume.

- "Do it, James and I need some time alone to finish some things we left pending last night." Dot said sensually looking at Bucky. Without waiting any longer, Y/N turned towards the rocks leaving Bucky with no time to stop her.

- "WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM? Why did you say that to her? I haven't had anything with you in months! It doesn't exist yesterday, nor today, much less tomorrow for us! It's OVER!" - "James, love, you can't be serious-" - "I'm serious, Dolores! Don't look for me anymore, you're not the girl to me!" - "And who would it be? Huh? Who? That stupid Y/N?"

The moment Dot mentioned Y/N Bucky lost control, he grabbed her by the arm and made sure to look the redhead in the eyes. - "I will say this just once, Dolores ... Don't you dare mention the name of Y/N again like that in front of me, or I won't answer for myself!" - "Get your hands off me!" said the redhead walking away from him - "you'll regret this, James!" - "I really doubt it! Goodbye, Dolores!" Bucky turned and went looking for Steve.

It didn't take long for Bucky to find Steve, who was stuck in line to buy ice cream 

- "Yeah, I know I'm taking too long. But look at the size of this line-" - "Steve something happened. Y/N and I were sitting there after you left and I almost had the chance to confess everything I feel for her but then Dot arrived and ruined everything, she invented it in front of Y/N that yesterday we were together and then Y/N went for a walk on the rocks. Steve you need to help me find her! You know I wasn't with Dot, yesterday we were playing cards! " Bucky was panting after telling his best friend everything

- "Bucky, calm down! I know, I know! Calm down! Let's find Y/N and solve everything. But calm down!" - "Ok. Okay, I'm calm." - "Great. So ... Confess yours feelings, right?! ... I knew!" Steve said with a very  mischievous smirk - "Shut up, Rogers." Bucky said smiling to his friend, going to find Y/N.

But suddenly a turmoil around the rocks caught the attention of the two friends, when a woman who was around spoke terrified:

- "Oh my God! a girl slipped on the rocks and fell into the sea, and she hasn't left the water yet."

A terror was stamped on the faces of the two friends, Bucky shot out towards the sea that surrounded the rocks. After he dived and swam for what seemed like an eternity, he found the body of whom he was hoping to find, Y/N. He picked up her already unconscious body and took it to the surface where Steve ran to help.

After her body was placed in the sand, and seeing that she was not breathing, Bucky started doing resuscitation and mouth-to-mouth breathing, trying not to panic. - "Come on, doll! Please don't do this to me. Come on ... 1, 2, 3" That was when Y/N's eyes opened and finally she spit out all the water she had swallowed, but still coughing and breathing hard, they decided it was best to take the girl to the hospital, just in case.

*******

In the waiting room Steve was sitting while Bucky paced around. - "Bucky, can you calm down! She's fine! She was breathing much better when we got here" - "Then why nobody came to give any news? It's been almost 1 hour since she is in there!

That was when the doctor who helped her was leaving

- "Doctor! Doctor wait! Please, my ...friend has been in there for almost an hour, please, can you tell us how she is? She drowned, her name is Y / M / L / N" Bucky said and Steve gets up right behind

- "What do you mean, nobody came to tell you?" the doctor ask

- "Tell us what?" The blond said

- "She is perfect fine. She is resting right now. In this afternoon she will be released to go home, you two can go and see her, but the hospital rules only allow one at a time."  Said the doctor already retiring.

- "Thank you Doctor!"

- "Thank you!"

- "You go there Buck, you two have a lot to talk about."

- "Are you sure? I can go later if you want-"

- "Bucky!!! Go."

Entering the room Bucky saw Y/N sleeping like an angel.

He pulled up a chair near her bed where he took her hand and brought it to his lips

- "You gave us a good scare this time, doll. For a moment, I thought I was going to lose you without even having you for real. I'm an idiot. I should have done this a long time ago. The truth is ... The truth is that I love you you Y/N. So much! From the moment I saw you all enraged because Steve had been beaten by Dilan Craig. You with all your bossy, stubborn way. And totally sweet at the same time.You drive me crazy, doll. I'm crazy for you. And I wish I had enough balls to tell you that with you awake." Bucky looks down, rubbing his face in his hands and doesn't realize when Y/N opens her eyes after hearing every word that he said. - "I think I did you a favor then" Y/N said with a smile and eyes with tears from knowing that her feelings were reciprocated.

- "Y/N? B-but I thought, I thought you were sleeping, y-you-"

- "I was sleeping, but you are so noisy when entering somewhere, I woke up with the noise of the chair and then when you started saying these beautiful things to me, I didn't want to interrupt you."

- "Doll, sorry if I woke you up, you must be tired I'll call someone-"

- "Buchanan! Stop talking a little, and just listen "

Bucky nods looking down

- "I've never imagined that I was going to be saying this -at least not out loud-" Y/N says -"But the truth is that I love you too Bucky. So so much! But I never, ever imagined that you could feel the same it’s just... I am, I ... I am not like the other girls, Bucky. I don't know how to be... glamorous, or elegant, much less beautiful! I'm not ... I am not like Dot." Y/N said looking at Bucky who was looking at her like she had two heads.

- "Are you listening to yourself, woman? How can you say such a thing, Doll? Don't you ever looked in the mirror? And WHAT? "I'm not like Dot"? For God's sake, of course you not! I wouldn't love you if you were." Bucky said now getting up from the chair and sitting on the bed with her "For me, you are the most beautiful ..." he would whisper and get closer ... "the most glamorous -whatever that means... "holding her chin, whispering very close to her lips "...The most perfect girl for me." 

And with that his lips take yours in a soft and full of passion kiss, stoping just for breath.

- "Just for the record, last night I wasn't with Dot, I haven't had anything with her for a long time. I was with Steve, I was teaching him a card game-"

- "I know Bucky. I saw Dot  with her parents on my shift last night at the cafeteria." She said kissing him, now passionately.

When they eventually stop to catch their breath, he rests his forehead on hers and whispers

- "Please, Doll. Say that you will be mine?"

- "Buchanan, I've always be yours."

[kingdomheartsmarts]

Aeleus, Dilan and Isa being horny and snuggly?? somebody had 2 ask love u stay safe!! jgjhj

um??? yes?? absolutely??? i love it?? also i began missing winter half way though whoops

thank you for requesting! i hope you enjoy~

a-n: smutty under the cutty

Aeleus, Dilan, & Isa being Horny and Snuggly

Dilan--

“Come’re,” Dilan mumbled, pulling you tightly against him on the couch, grabbing another cookie for him, “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” You quietly said, holding the sugar cookie up to his mouth while he took the cookie, his eyes darkening while he quickly ate it. 

“You’re the only man I know who wants to fuck me after I feed him a cookie,” You teased, grinding your hips against yours, his hardened length rubbing you. 

“Good- you’re mine, i’m the only one who should be wanting to fuck you at all,” he mumbled, a sentence that would normally make you crumble under him making you giggle at his sleepy tone. 

“Hm, that’s true,” You quietly said, his hand pulling your shorts down far enough for him to stick his hand in your pants, immediately finding your clit as he slowly rubbed over it, a sharp gasp leaving your lips. 

“DIlan-”

“You make me want to fuck you into a wall but I don’t want to get up,” He quietly commented, dripping his fingers lower as he teased your enterance,  slowly dipping his fingers inside of you. 

“Hmm, then do it here,” You whispered, his lips tickling your neck as he kissed up to your ear. 

“I intend to, darling.” 

Aeleus--

“It’s cold,” you mumbled, nuzzling your head into Aeleus’s neck, his hands wrapped around your back as his focus was on the snow falling outside. 

“I know,” Aeleus chuckled at your clinginess, kissing your forehead before his hands cupped your ass, teasingly massaging you. 

“I don’t wanna get up, Aeleus,” You whined at his massage, his lips lightly trailing down your neck, pulling you to his right to lay you down on the couch. 

“You don’t have to then,” He simply said, kissing your lips as he caged you down on the couch as his forearms rest beside your head, your arms continuing to stay tight around his body- his tongue roughly invading your mouth as he groaned ever so softly. 

“What do you want to do?” You softly asked, lips barely leaving your skin as he pressed kisses against your neck, slowly working down as his hands pushed off your loose sleeping shorts. 

“Eat you out,” He bluntly said, making his way down to your panties, a soft chuckle leaving his lips at the little pink bow on top. “Hopefully that’ll warm you up enough.” 

Isa--

“Fuck-” you cursed, burying yourself into Isa’s arms at the crash of thunder outside, pulling yourself tightly to him while he stroked your back. 

“Do you want a distraction?” Isa quietly asked as he picked you up, carrying you to the fort on the floor the two of you made earlier in the day. 

“Mhmm,” You quietly said, nodding as he carried you, your legs wrapped tightly around his back as he placed you down, chuckling at your hands grabbing for him as he pulled you down into the fort- fairy lights and pillows comforting you form the loud storm outside. 

“Pull off your shirt, little one,” He quietly said, watching as you sat up and did as you were told, licking his lips as he pulled you to switch spots with him, your back to the ground as he gently stroked over your panties. 

“You always look so cute for me, little one,” He quietly praised, pulling you on top of a stack of pillows while he knelt in front of you, your dusty blue panties soaked through just for him to pull them off and toss them beside your skirt- another crash of thunder making you jump. 

“Focus on me, little one,” Isa quietly reminded you, kneeling in front of your aching core, “And be a good girl for me.”

[kingdomhearts-rewrittenarchive]

SHAPESHIFTERS! Can I get a similar prompt but the characters don't know whether the S/O is their true form or not? For: Sora, Riku, Demyx, Xaldin, Namine and Kairi?

I’m doing these as headcanons instead of actual drabbles bc it’s easier that way.

Sora: He doesn’t actually care all that much, because he likes your personality and is happy so long as you’re happy. Even if it isn’t your original form, if it’s what you’re comfortable wearing, then he thinks you should wear it.

Riku: Because of his past, he’s a bit suspicious when he finds out you can shape shift. He definitely takes a while to warm up to the idea, and doesn’t like the fact that he can’t trust that it’s your real form. Eventually, you earn his trust, and he eases up, but it’s definitely hard for him at first.

Demyx: He doesn’t care so much about whether it’s your true form or not. Sure, he’s suspicious, but it’s more curiosity about whether or not it’s the original, and he’d definitely be curious about what it is if it’s not.

Namine: She knows what it’s like to want to be anyone or anything other than what you are, so she doesn’t care too much about what form you decide to take, so long as you’re happy. But she also makes it clear that she would like you regardless of how you look, because she doesn’t want anyone to be anything but themselves, which is a lesson that was hard for her to learn.

Kairi: Like Sora, she doesn’t care all that much, so long you’re happy and comfortable. But she’s also a bit suspicious of you at first, because so many people have tried to use and trick her in the past. It doesn’t take long to earn her trust, once you show her that you mean well, but she isn’t won over immediately.

Xaldin: He wants absolutely nothing to do with you at first. Suspicious doesn’t even begin to convey how much he distrusts you, and he hardly even looks at you. It’s slow going gaining his trust, but you do manage to worm your way into his good graces just by being you. He eventually realizes that your shape doesn’t matter to him anymore, and shouldn’t have mattered in the first place.

[goeatsomelife]

Breathless

Warnings: bullying (also English is not my native language)

Pairings: tattoo artist!Calum Hood x skater!Reader

Author’s Note: This piece inspired by the song Small Black - Breathless. I highly recommend listening to it before or while reading! This song is my favorite right now, can’t stop listening to it on repeat.

Feels like every time I see him, my heart goes to the moon and back. Nothing means to me at this phase, I'm breathless. Looking into his direction, praying just to catch his gaze. Chocolate brown becomes mighty quasar, nothing here no more.

On march 7 was my 17th birthday. Lorry and Dilan pooled money together and gifted me a visit to a tattoo shop. New place opened down the street before celebration, so we decided to check that out. It was a small building with dark walls and a lack of lightning. We skated to the big window, that was decorated with prices, different rock bands logos and strange stickers, trying to see any sign of people. And there was a moment I met him. His brown eyes mesmerized me. At the moment our eyes met, my knees started to tremble, lips unwillingly parted. He was older, I can see it in his features. He was doing a tattoo on someone’s chest. The way he masterfully holds the instrument, the way he concentrated on his work. God, save me. I’m breathless.

On my birthday I chickened out, decided to go to the near skate park. Funny how I’m not scared to harshly fall from skateboard every time, and how I was scared to even enter this shop. Every time we were going to the park, we skated through a tattoo salon. After a week of our regular routes not only my friends noticed how I insisted on going through this place, but HE started to notice us. I think he remembered the exact time, in which we were skating nearby. Once he was standing in front of the window drinking from the cup. Our eyes met. My knees gave up on me, I lost control and tripped over an uneven spot on the pavement.

I felt too many times. Once I even broke my ankle. But that fall was too harsh. I didn't wear protection, because we didn't plan on doing tricks or skate on ramps. I hit the floor with my head. Everything started to spin. I damaged my thigh so hard, that blood started to stream from it. My friends started to rumble around me, gushing and asking questions, but I was just lying there, unable to function anymore.

"Everyone step aside, we have everything needed in the shop" his face on the sky background was looking angelic. He picked me up and carried into the shop. My heart was so flattered when I saw him cleaning my wound. 

"Lay down" he said sternly when I tried to raise and look closely. Pain mixed with pleasure. I can fall like that every time only for him taking care of me. Am I crazy?

After some cleaning and putting plaster he made me a tea. "I don't know what you like ..so drink tea" he said with cold expression. I was a mess. I sipped hot liquid and winced. It’s too strong. I think he doesn’t drink tea too much or loves not the taste, but the caffeine in it.

"Can you give me a tattoo?" I said, looking at him carefully. Wow, I surprised myself. I couldn’t even enter the shop and now I’m here asking him to give me a tattoo. Felt the kick of fate. 

"What?" His expression suddenly changed. Now he looked blank. 

"You make ..tattoos?" 

"Exactly" 

"so give me one. I will pay." 

"Of course you will pay. For materials that I used to clean your wound too" I felt offended. His face changed into a wide smile. 

"I'm joking. Next time just make an appointment, instead of injuring yourself in front of my shop" you blushed.

In a brakes of feeling my skin with ink we were chatting about Everything. His name is Calum. He is 24. He has a dog, that he loves like his own child. Orange sun rays were picking through the windows, spreading on our golden skin. Sunset. It’s beautiful. The world is magical... I don’t feel pain anymore. 

“We’re done” He pulled me out of my slumber. 

“Can you take a photo, please? So you can see my face and my tattoo” I asked. He took my phone and took some photos, but he was not rushing to give it back. “What are you doing?” I was scared that he will scroll through my gallery, but he did some taps and returned my phone.

That night in my bed I was examining every corner and detail on my phone. I entered my phone book, scrolling through it and found an unfamiliar contact. Calum and skateboard emoji. My heart bloomed along with fruit trees near my house.

You may think I would text him. But no. After two weeks we were skating in a park as usual, but our extreme session we were interrupted by another skater gang. It was four boys, two of them looking exactly like Crabbe and Goyle from Harry Potter, so we called them like this. Another two were too skinny and muscular like they were on some drugs. 

“Go away, kiddos! Time for adults to play”. Lorry tried to stop Dilan and lead us away from the park, but our sudden confidence played a bad joke. Fat ones broke our skateboards. As I tried to fight back the most talkative from the gang beat me up. Thank god his small brain forgets about my face. Now I was laying on the cold concrete, thin stream of blood flowing on a grey floor. I saw Lorry took my phone and called someone. In a moment I was held by that someone, I can’t see the face. I fainted.

Next, I was in a dark room. Faces over me. Dilan was telling what happens. I tried to squint, so I can see who is my savior is. It’s Calum.

“They broke my skate” That’s all I was able to say. That skateboard was the most expensive thing I’ve ever bought on my own money. It was too hard to earn them.

Calum closed the shop and we spent some time in there. I was just lying on the couch, my stomach hurts. But it feels better now.

In the summer I went on vacation with my parents. In September I decided to refresh the tattoo. I was glad to see Calum again. His hair grew longer, now I can see his beautiful curls. He was glad to see me too. 

“You’re not skating anymore?” 

“No, I need to raise money for college. My parents will never buy me skateboard!” 

“This is why I didn’t see you in a long time near my shop”. He refreshed my tattoo, adding some new elements and renewing colors. 

That day Lorry said that she saw Calum kissing a girl. Not to say that my heart was broken. I still didn’t admit that I had feelings for an older man. Maybe it was fate – we can’t be together. Why will someone fall for a clumsy girl, that only can skate and always makes trouble? Next year I’m going to college and we will never see each other again.

It was spring again. I choose a college, so I concentrated on a study to get the best grades. I believe that I forget how to skate. On 7th March I opened the front door to see a postman with a package. 

“It’s for Y/N” I took a delivery cautiously, it was a big heavy box. I opened it and saw a beautiful new skateboard! There was a card with initials C. H. Calum? I don't know why I thought about him in the first place. How he knows about my birthday? Who told him my address? I need to seriously talk with my friends.

I decided to test new skate, going down the street alone, near that familiar shop. It was crowded with people. I believe he employed new workers. I was happy that his business going well. Skating through the shop I found familiar eyes. I get off my skate and raised it up. He smiled. I shook my fingers, pointing to skate. He smiled again. His smile was so heartwarming. Only now I realized, that this is the first time I saw him truly smiling. I didn’t dare to get closer or even enter the shop. But my phone vibrated, notified me with a new message. It was from Calum. 

“I hope you will skate near my shop again”. 

“I hope too” I thought to myself.